Robbery! Meng Qi has a deeper understanding of the nature of this black shop.
But thinking about how Qu Jiuniang's eyebrows were raised, she felt inexplicably a little bit vain. Then she thought about how the master would not stand up for him, so he honestly took out the money to settle the bill. It was not his own money anyway!
"You guys can go somewhere with me as my master." Xuanbei said abruptly and walked slowly outside the inn.
Meng Qi glanced at Zhenhui doubtfully, and seeing that he was taking it for granted, he had no choice but to suppress his surprise and follow his master out of the inn.
As soon as the three of them left the inn, Qu Jiuniang, who had always maintained a cold face, suddenly raised her head, looked at Xuan Bei's back, and tapped her finger on the table in confusion.
The three "Shake" who had just been talking about the crying old man lowered their voices and whispered.
"Boss, I didn't see any fat sheep. Do you want to rob these three monks? They seem to be quite rich?" asked Shake, who had sapphire eyes.
Shake, who was holding a curved sword, shook his head: "It's best not to rob this kind of monk."
"Why? Boss, when did you become a believer in Buddhism?" the bearded Shake asked in confusion.
Shake, who was holding a curved sword, said angrily: "I believe in your mother's Buddha! You two show off your tricks. A monk like this who dares to travel across the vast sea with only a few people is generally not someone to be trifled with, so he still keeps an eye on that caravan.
Well, although the guards are a bit stronger, we can unite with other caravans."
"Monks, Taoists, women, and children, as long as you dare to go out, you must not mess with them."
"But the young man in white next to me can grab it and earn some tips first."
"At first glance, it seems that our young masters are out to travel and have no experience in the world. This kind of young master is often very rich and sells it. Some people like it, hehe." said the one-eyed boss.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
Ji Hao's ears had long been opened, and he was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that someone would pay attention to him, and he was a little dazed for a moment.
No one dared to treat him like this, no matter in the past life or in this life. Even in the past life, in that legal society, no one dared to do this. In public, it would affect the examination and editing, which is no joke.
As for Zhe Tian, it would be great if he doesn’t try to force others!
The three of them looked at each other and came to Ji Hao's table fiercely and sat down.
The scimitar in his hand slapped on the table.
"Boy, my eldest brother has a fortune that he wants to discuss with you!"
"What a talent!" Ji Hao said with a smile and shook his head.
"What are you muttering about?"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Ji Hao grinned and said, "Then let's go and talk."
Duyan nodded with satisfaction and said, "You know the truth."
Jiuniang didn't bother to raise her eyebrows, and was extremely disdainful of the behavior of the three of them: "There's no one with sharp eyes out there."
"Boss boss, I don't think that pretty boy is very strong. Could it be that you are planning to take action?" The waiter was a little curious.
"Heh," Jiuniang's lazy and beautiful face showed a trace of disdain: "Don't you really like to look at the list of people? How come you don't recognize the masters among them when they are right in front of you?"
"The top man on the list!" the waiter exclaimed and rushed out.
The environment in the vast sea is extremely harsh. The gravel is coarse and looks like small weathered stones. It is not as eye-catching as the vast yellow sand. Undercurrents often emerge, forming small lakes on the beach.
"Boy, I don't care which family you belong to. As long as you enter this vast sea, everything will be in vain. If you kill people, you just need to dive into this vast sea and come out in ten or twenty years, and you will still be happy and free."
"You know what I mean!"
"I understand, I understand. You just want me to pay for my life, right?" Ji Hao said with a smile on his lips.
"Damn it, you're laughing so hard!" The boy on the side looked at Ji Hao's interested expression and felt guilty for a while, and then got furious at random.
"Why are you talking to our distinguished guest?" The boss stopped the younger brother and turned to look at Ji Hao.
"Sir, you see my little brother is so vicious. Even though I am the big brother, I can't suppress them all the time. Do you think I have to give my little brothers a pension?"
"When you go out to hang out, you have to have stability. This will definitely require some money. Please help me!"
"That makes sense, but..."
"What I like most is saying no to those self-righteous guys!" Ji Hao raised his head and said with his hands on his hips.
The expressions of the three people suddenly turned gloomy: "I don't think you will shed tears until you see the coffin!"
"Go to hell!" The gangster with his machete drawn out took the lead and rushed to Ji Hao, shouting loudly.
Zheng!
The sword energy is like a rainbow, standing across the sky!
The sound of gold and iron hits my ears.
bass!
The long sword was unsheathed and swung across the sky. It was neither long nor short. The scabbard was dark blue and dotted with stars. It was three feet, three inches long and weighed six kilograms and nine pounds.
Ji Hao is majestic and upright, with golden light on his body, as if he is living above the nine heavens. His true energy flows like smoke and mist, and he has a sense of weight.
Suddenly, he moved and slashed down with a sword force. It was simple and unpretentious. The true energy around his body seemed to be transcended from immeasurable disasters. The gods worshiped the sky, trembled, and rushed out in response to the opportunity.
Stab
In an instant, the air was torn apart like a piece of silk, creating thin, narrow, and pale vacuum traces.
The realm of interaction between heaven and man was stepped into, and he forcibly interacted with heaven and earth with his strong spiritual power and understanding of the great road.
Covering the void with a radius of nearly thirty feet, the changes in the air flow move like a drum, capturing the movement of the air flow, imprinting it into the mind, and becoming a part of the changes in the sword's edge.
Buzz!
He took a long breath and suddenly paused, as if he was breathing out the emptiness in his chest, and his body seemed to have grown three-thirds stronger.
The true energy and blood flowing through the six orifices in the body are surging like the Yangtze River. The pale golden true energy can even be heard from more than ten feet away.
This world is not without special qualities, such as the lotus incarnation of Nezha, the innate sanctity of the ancient times.
But compared to the innate Dao body of the human race, all special physiques are not surprising.
Compared with the huge base, any special physique is nothing to be afraid of. Every human race has unlimited potential, because this race has more than one other side.
The Human Emperor will inevitably be a human race, and Emperor Fu and Emperor Wa are inseparable from the human race.
Even Demon Buddha Ananda reincarnated again and again, fell into the devil's path, and achieved the other side of the world with a high probability that he was a human being.
Therefore, the mortal body in this world is the most powerful body.
The golden halo lit up, and streams of divine light circulated, making a roaring sound of gold and iron.
"Look at the sword!"
Bang! With one blow, a golden big handprint appeared in the sky, making a roaring sound. The wind flew on both sides, and the wind and sand rolled onto the ground, with a force of tens of feet, and a lot of gravel was scattered in all directions. The debris was nowhere to be found.
Messy.
"Ah!"
The horse bandit has never seen such a scene before. This level of true energy transformation is not something that ordinary enlightenment masters can use.
The horse bandit who rushed up first flew backwards at a faster speed.
"Aren't you looking at the sword?" the upright gangster asked.
"I just want to show you how beautiful my sword is."
"But since you want to see my swordsmanship so much, then I will be merciful."
Ji Hao's face was calm, his five fingers stretched out, his slender fingers cut through the air, holding the divine sword, and appeared in front of the three horse bandits like a ghost!
ah!
The screams of the three horse bandits sounded almost at the same time. They threw away their sabers, covered their eyes and rolled in pain, and a trace of blood flowed from their fingers.
"Now you can see my swordsmanship!"
Ji Hao looked at them proudly, pulled out his long sword and pointed it out, saying loudly: "I'm just playing with you, even a fly can dare to look up to Tianlong."
"Young hero, spare your life!" The three horse bandits knelt down and kowtowed in a hurry. They were so skillful that it made people feel distressed. It looked like they had practiced countless times in private.
"Go to hell!" Someone suddenly jumped out from behind.
"Hey, you are just a young kid, you can take it lightly so easily." The one-eyed boss lowered his head and his eyes were filled with fierceness and joy.
"Well, the fourth person finally came out."
Ji Hao suddenly reversed his stance, the tip of his sword flicked from straight to upward, and a tall bandit rushed up from behind.
With the distance between the two of them, the sword thrust out diagonally and made close contact with the man's chin, as if the man himself was rushing toward him.
With a pop, the sharp sword blade penetrated his head from the chin without any hindrance, causing his head to rise.
Ji Hao fell to the side, his sword hanging low, and blood condensed on the tip of the sword, dripping slowly.
With a thud, the horse bandit's burly figure fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"If he loses, you should die too." He said coldly and walked back to the inn.
"Young hero, spare your life!"
The gangster's eyes were wide open, with fear and consternation remaining. He stumbled and finished speaking, but he was no longer breathing.
His own sneak attack was so vulnerable that he was killed in just one move!
"Those who kill will always be killed!" Ji Hao looked at the three people who were stabbed blind, breathed lightly, and drew his sword.
Boom! The arc suddenly appears and the light shines.
Dahao's head spun up, and the blade passed straight by. This was what the waiter who had just rushed out saw this scene.
The wind and thunder stopped, his sleeves swelled, Ji Hao passed side by side, and did not return it to the sheath, but the tip of the knife hung low, dripping blood drop by drop, with a burst of energy, the blood was like plum blossoms scattered across the desert, and soon it was gone
traces,
"It's such a good place to bury people and bury their bones. No wonder I chose this place."
In just a few moments, the wind and sand had already buried most of the four fallen people.
Ji Hao waved his hand and slashed diagonally, his true energy flowed, and his three-inch sharpness cut out gaps in the desolate mountain cliff. He was like a fierce tiger going down the mountain, almost ready to pounce.
"Not even close..."
"The world is different, the underlying rules are also different, and the most fundamental Five Supreme Laws are also different. With my current state, I can't grasp the essence. Many things have to be reorganized, and there are still obstacles to understanding. It's troublesome!" Ji
Hao sighed.
In this life, he came from a barely decent family, and with the support of the Shaolin Temple, he was ranked among the best in Yizhou. Although he was not as good as the Wang family and the Zhao family, there were also location masters in the family.
He is a lay disciple of Shaolin and can be regarded as the white glove of Shaolin Temple. He manages the industry for Shaolin.
Therefore, the exercises practiced within the family also have strong Shaolin characteristics. For example, the Great Compassion Palm practiced by Ji Hao in this life is an evolution of the seventy-two unique skills.
Although it has the name of Great Compassion, it is a killing technique that can be practiced up to the level of a great master, but there is no next step.
This is what the world of Dajin is like normally.
The unique skill of Dharmakaya is extremely rare and can only be possessed by the most elite families and the most advanced sects.
Ji Hao wanted to understand the laws of this world and find his own path, but the Tao Fruit of the past kept interfering.
He had no choice but to seal the Taoist fruits of the past in his heart and re-enlighten the Tao step by step. He believed that he would achieve the achievements of the past again, or even reach a higher level.
"My Haotian God is very similar to the Haotian God of this world."
They were all rebuilt by the most powerful men, but Ji Hao's achievements in his previous life were far inferior to those of the Demon Buddha Ananda. That man became an emperor in the ancient era, competed for the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, killed the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, broke the era of destruction, and the fall of the Emperor of Heaven.
Curse.
Each one of them is a legend.
"What is my path in this life?"
"Let's take a step and see."
Whichever path you want to take in this world is not something you can just think about, God's will is the key.
For example, Xiao Meng, a Shaolin Temple monk, unexpectedly became the head of the Taoist Heavenly Lord. Among them, Xiao Meng's will was close to nothing.
Although he had made his own choice, was it really his choice? Just like when he reached the other side of enlightenment, was the knife he slashed out really his own wish?
It's just the Golden Emperor's plan.
When Ji Hao returned to the inn, he suddenly sensed something and turned his head. Suddenly, there were gusts of wind between the sky and the earth, and his sleeves were surrounded by wisps of wind, like a white dragon writhing in the sea of ghosts. Black ghosts emerged around him, crying shrilly and making people scalp.
Those who are numb, shaken in mind, and slightly less powerful will have their souls taken away immediately.
"Eighteen shots of the wronged soul!" Ji Hao said solemnly.
On the other side of the vast sea, countless winds and sands rolled up, covering a hundred miles in radius, full of flying sand and rocks, rushing towards the top of the mountain.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The oasis at the foot of the mountain withered instantly, and the cattle and sheep herders stood dehydrated one by one, like mummies.
Meng Qi, who was far away in concentration, also saw that the earth was dry and cracked inch by inch, like a natural disaster!
With the top of the hill as the core, the gravel is like a dragon, blocking out the sky and the sun, rolling into the sky in circles, as if the most terrifying sandstorm is coming.
And in the swirling hurricane of sand, there are vague black shadows. They are twisted, formless, gloomy, and screaming, and they are constantly rushing towards the peak.
This is exactly the "Evil Ghost Seeking Life" of the "Eighteen Beats of Wrong Souls" activated by the Crying Old Man's Kuangsha Magic Power!
At the foot of the mountain, the green oasis quickly withered in the flying sand and rocks, and the ground was desolate and yellow, as if all the water had been drained. The cattle and sheep herdsmen all stood frozen on the spot, their skin and muscles were dehydrated inch by inch, and there were vague black shadows flying out of their bodies.
The "evil ghosts" throwing themselves at the top of the mountain.
This horrific scene does not stop at the hills and nearby oasis, but spreads to a radius of hundreds of miles, draining the souls of all living creatures and withering the entire earth.
Outside the Quicksand Collection, shrouded in wind and sand, the relatively normal soil is dry and cracked, extending from the direction of the hill to the interior of the Collection, and then to the area behind.
On the set, pedestrians were stunned one after another, their movements were slow, their skin was shriveled, and there were black shadows struggling to come out of their bodies.
The wind and sand hit the outside of "The First Home in Hanhai", making a dense crackling sound, causing the seemingly shabby inn to sway and make a creaking sound. It seemed that it would soon lose its moisture and turn into powder.
Collapsed to the ground.
And inside the inn, the tables of guests were like the herdsmen outside, becoming sluggish and about to lose their minds.
Qu Jiuniang stood up immediately, her eyebrows raised, and shouted loudly: "If you are old and immortal, be careful of God's punishment. You will give birth to a son without an asshole! I have invited you to mess with you in my inn!"
Following her cold scolding, a cold wind seemed to blow through the inn. All the guests who were dining and staying shuddered, woke up, and looked at each other, full of fear. At the same time, the wooden panels on the exterior walls of the inn were also gone.
There were no signs of dehydration, but it was still swaying and creaking under the wind and sand.
"Is this the battle between master level experts?"
"The Eighteen Shots of Wrong Souls are a bit interesting. Intervening in reincarnation at the moment of life and death... is also interesting."
Ji Hao looked at it carefully, and found that unlike those who were strong in the Holy Way of Covering the Sky, in the real world, the strength that the masters could exert was not very strong. The Tao they integrated into their bodies was still under the real world. Under this essence,
It won't cause much damage.
If they are in the heavens and the worlds, relying on powerful principles, they themselves are a different big world. Although there are strong and weak differences between the two worlds, they are generally still the same.
Therefore, the power that a strong master can exert in all the heavens and worlds is extremely great.
Without the overriding and eternal essence of the real world, a battle between the two worlds would naturally be extremely destructive.
Suddenly, illusory golden lotuses bloomed on the top of the mountain, and a hazy void appeared behind them.
In the void, ferocious evil ghosts and ghosts surrounded a golden lotus platform with peaceful expressions. On top of the lotus platform sat a Bodhisattva, with a face full of mercy and pity for the world. In his palm, there was a constantly flowing breath of life and death, like a black and white color.
The wheel treasure contains the great secrets of the heavens and the mysteries of life and death.
The Bodhisattva's face changed vaguely, and finally reached its peak with Xuan Bei's fist, revealing an appearance that was exactly the same as his, except that one was melancholy and heavy, and the other was compassionate and solemn!
The Bodhisattva opened his mouth, and the sound of clouds and thunder suddenly echoed in the void:
"After today, for hundreds of thousands of billions of eons, there will be a world, all hells, and the three evil realms. All sentient beings are suffering from sins. I vow to rescue them from the hell realms, beasts, hungry ghosts, and all the retribution for these sins."
Buddha, then I will achieve enlightenment."
"Until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha; only when all sentient beings are saved can I realize Bodhi."
There were bursts of Zen sounds, the Buddha's light was shining brightly, and the evil ghosts who came had lost their viciousness and malice, their faces became peaceful, and they disappeared into the air.
The wind and sand are stagnant, and there are chants of Buddhist scriptures at the foot of the mountain. The withered hay gradually turns green, and the undercurrents are buzzing. The skins of the mummy-like herdsmen, cattle and sheep slowly become fuller. The black souls that flew out return to the body, and the breath of life is full of life.
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I saw a vast expanse of gravel surrounding the hill, and the black air and Buddha's light were so dazzling that they kept intertwining, and it seemed difficult to tell the winner for a moment.
"Hahaha, we can watch the battle of the grand masters some other time, but we have to see the Mang King Kong." Ji Hao smiled lightly, and pulled out the divine sword in his palm. His will was like a heavenly sword, crossing the heaven and earth, tearing apart the divine wind, and keeping the gods and ghosts at bay.