Chapter eight hundred and eighty third shrinking into an inch
"Crash" a shovel of loess fell into the pit and fell on the coffin board.
The Taoist priest holding the whisk turned red and he was furious.
You can't say that a person like him is good and bad. He is just too rigid and his style is not accepted by normal people. You say that this is a small matter that you love and I want to deal with both parties, and it belongs to the people.
If the official is not corrected, it has nothing to do with you, then don’t worry about it. If you turn around and leave, no one will laugh at you, but he just doesn’t. He has to stand at the highest point of the world and chat with you.
There are many such people on the Internet, commonly known as trolls.
It's not your business, but you don't know the root of the matter when you see or hear it, and then you'll get up and squirt. You always feel that you're right, righteous and righteous, and righteous, but you don't know that such a person
The most disgusting and annoying thing about others is that this is a poor person who lives completely in his own world, so you can only treat him with sympathy.
"Crazy" Lin Jiang's subordinates continued to fill the loess in the king's tomb. The Taoist priest saw that no one was paying attention to his chest and was not afraid of the two guns that were aimed at him. He directly raised the whisk and looked at the filling soil.
The man swept over.
"Stop" the Taoist roared in a deep voice.
Lin Jiang turned his head and ordered: "Give him a shot and teach him how to be a human being."
"Bang" Lin Jiang's subordinates did not hesitate. The boss ordered the trigger and shot a bullet to the other party's thigh.
The Taoist priest's feet flashed quickly, and the person flew out in a vague way. At the same time, the dust in his hand was still raised and then fell down, and it was thrust into the hand of one of the people holding a shovel.
"Bang" The shovel fell to the ground. He hugged his arms and sweated coldly. He felt that his arms seemed to be cut off by the soft dust. The shovel in his other subordinate stopped immediately.
After Lin Jiang's men missed a shot, the two shots again, "Bang, bang, bang". Several shots were dodged by the other party at a very strange pace, and they were not hurt at all.
Xiang Que was stunned when he looked at the erratic steps under the Taoist priest's feet. Every step he took was very strange. He walked on the thirty-six heavenly gangs, and every step he took was his body.
The angle and the direction of the toes are unexpected. It looks a bit like you are drunk but your steps are very steady. After stepping out step by step, you step out of your feet and step out of your feet. Obviously, the force will be applied after stepping on it.
Very sufficient.
However, there are footworks in the Taoist sect that specifically meet the enemy or escape, such as the Tiyunzong in Wudang and the Seven-Star Steps in Wang Chongyang. Outsiders call this light skills. It is said that even if you practice fur, you can be as light as a swallow. If you are a little deeper, you can be as light as a swallow.
Then he could move around and move, obviously the Taoist priest had already practiced this step to the later stage.
Gujingguan also had this kind of pace, but Xiang Que had not yet realized the essence and had not practiced it. The old Taoist and the other three had already mastered their strength and shrank into an inch. It was exaggerated to say that one step was to go out and run thousands of miles a day, but it was real
It allows you to understand why people are clearly in front of you, but in the blink of an eye, you can no longer see the figure.
Xiang Que had not realized the essence of shrinking the ground into a cub before because he had only read it once, and no one had ever explained it to him. His understanding of shrinking the ground into a cub has always been based on the introduction of classics.
He just gave up the food without taste, and he felt very itchy.
Now, after watching the Taoist priest use the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Steps, he suddenly realized that this is a live version of teaching.
"The shrinking of the ground is also relied on Tiangang to connect the Taoist energy..." Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and smiled very happily.
After missing a few shots, Lin Jiang's face turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and said to his subordinates: "He owes so much, so I'll give him a ride. I will burn incense for my nephew when I visit his grave next year."
"Crack" the two men unloaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and they took a very calm step towards the Taoist priest.
"Hmph, do you want to commit murder?" The Taoist priest suddenly raised three feet high, and the man rose into the air. The whisk in his hand swung, and the dust silk that was originally less than one meter long suddenly stretched a lot, and the whisk even more
It was tensed up directly, and thousands of dust silks were straight like steel needles.
"Swish" Xiangque's eyes condensed. After recalling the scene just now, he took out a chapter of talisman paper from his bag and carved a spell on it. Then he stepped on the Tiangang hand and formed a Tai Chi seal, holding a sword finger in his left hand.
He held the talisman in his right hand and put it on his chest. He closed his hands and suddenly a spell broke out from his mouth.
"The Yin and Yang of the Universe are reversal, and a walk is wandering thousands of miles away. Twenty-four constellations protect me, the eight heavenly kings eliminate evil spirits, speak true words and spells, and quickly perform in all directions to show their supernatural powers. The Taishang Laojun is urgent and as the law commands." Xiang Que's right foot is facing the right foot
The ground suddenly paused.
"Swish" Xiangque's figure disappeared directly and jumped out. In the blink of an eye, his figure suddenly appeared behind the Taoist priest.
"Hu·······" Xiang Que suddenly realized: "So that's it, it's like this, but I need to use a talisman to shrink the ground into a tact, while the old Taoists and the others can shrink the ground into a tia with just one thought."
Xiang Que looked up and looked at the Taoist priest above him, and if he hadn't come out by chance, he might not know when he would have realized it by shaking the ground into an inch.
"Puff, puff, puff" The moment Xiang Que raised his head, a long rainbow whisk into the Taoist's hand actually penetrated Lin Jiang's arm. The man's right hand was covered with dense needle eyes, which looked very cunning.
"Pu" The Taoist priest landed, and raised his hand on his chest and said, "Amitabha Buddha, God has the virtue of being a good person. Don't force me to take action again."
Lin Jiang gritted his teeth and shouted: "Shoot"
"Swish" Xiang Que suddenly took a step forward and was crossing between the two sides. He twisted his head and looked at the Taoist priest, then bowed and said, "This Taoist fellow Taoist, you are right."
“Amitabha……………”
Xiang Que curled his lips. The four of them practiced Taoism for hundreds of years in Gujingguan, but he had never heard the words "Amitabha Buddha" in the mouths of the old Taoist uncle and the elder brother. Look at them.
Those who practice Taoism are called orthodox, at most they are just talking nonsense.
"Why should fellow Taoist care about this?" Xiang Que asked with his neck stretched and his eyes slanted.
"God has the virtue of being a virtuous life, and ghost marriage is not to be tolerated by the world. It is inappropriate to destroy the laws of heaven and morality," said the Taoist priest with a stern look.
"Oh......" Xiangque pulled the long voice and continued to ask: "Who made this rule? Is it the Three Pure Dao Ancestor or the King of Hell?"
The Taoist priest was stunned, blinked his slightly blindfolded eyes, and said nothing.
Xiang Que Ye raised his hand on his chest and said, "Amitabha Buddha, this fellow Taoist, you believe in the Three Pure Ones."