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Chapter 1383 The Mystery of Arhat Fist

Shan Dai followed the gourd and painted the ladle, performed a few tricks, and finally learned the superficial kung fu of various sects that had been spread throughout the world.

The slightly more interesting ones are Qinggong, such as a dragonfly touching water, flying on grass, pulling onions on dry land, and stepping on wall ladders.

Shan Dai looked at the 4-meter-long courtyard wall of her home and became playful. She kicked up and jumped up.

"Little, little ancestor, come down quickly."

"Could this little ancestor be a deity descending to earth?"

"What are you going to do? How do you get out of the house? Ladder. Go and get the ladder."

The servants in the courtyard were in a mess. Some were guarding under the wall, while others went to get ladders and notify the steward.

Shan Dai scratched her head, looked around at the scenery, and decided to go down.

As soon as he mentioned the Xiantian Qi, his body immediately jumped up.

Shandai was about to do a 720-degree roll in the air when a gust of wind blew over her.

"Hey..." Shan Dai felt blown back by the wind and was speechless. Although I am only 2 years old, am I that light?

The servants were stunned when they saw Shan Dai being blown back by the wind and falling towards the wall. Some of the maids fainted. They must have been smashed to pieces.

"Oh yo yo yo..."

When Shandai landed, she found that there was a person on her back underneath, a smelly and dirty fake monk, or a beggar.

The reason why we say he is a monk is because he wears a monk's hat and has hair, so he seems to be a lay disciple.

The reason why he said it was fake was because of the half-eaten dog leg and the wine. The stench all over his body exuded a strong smell of wine.

The reason why he is called a beggar is because his tattered monk's robes are full of greasy dirt, and even his shoes have exposed toes, which makes him look sloppy and cool.

The sloppy monk picked up the broken banana fan and scratched his itch, "Little girl, monk, I'm just using your courtyard wall to avoid the sun. There's no need to climb over the wall and step on the monk."

(Bah, a group of arhats couldn’t help but spit, Jidian, Jidian, you are now even deceiving a 3-year-old, no, 2-year-old child, what a shame.)

Shandai curled her lips and said, "You must have done it, or it wasn't such a coincidence."

The sloppy monk cried loudly, "Oh my conscience, monk, I died unjustly."

(Ugh, your conscience has been eaten by a dog a long time ago, so you eat dog meat all day long to take revenge.)

"Don't think that I am easy to deceive because I am young. Tell me, what do you want to do? What is your profession? Judging from your ruffian look, you must be good at all of them."

(Applause, what the little girl said is so good. This monk is good at deceiving and abducting.)

The sloppy monk also sweated, and at the same time he felt the feeling, he pinched his fingers in his sleeves and felt bad, "Then what, I can't say anything to you, monk, we are destined to meet again."

Shan Dai stepped on the corner of his clothes that was dragging on the ground, "Don't, at least throw away some martial arts secrets, natural materials and treasures before running away, martial arts adventures, this is what masters from other worlds do."

"I don't have any treasures of heaven and earth. I have a package of martial arts secrets. Do you want one? Just 1 tael of silver." The sloppy monk waved and sucked the package that he used as a pillow and opened it. Inside was a pile of martial arts secrets.

"Why are you so good at sucking packages?"

"Arhat Fist."

"Does Arhat Fist have this trick? You can't fool me, I just saw it."

"Of course there is. Dragon Subduing Arhat can even capture a dragon. Isn't it normal for me to suck a package? It's like this..."

"Ah, that's it, Arhat captures the dragon."

Shandai didn't listen at all. She raised her hand and sucked down a bunch of leaves, forming a long dragon with her waves.

Well……

"Arhat Captures the Dragon."

Shan Dai was dissatisfied and imagined the scene of Arhat capturing the dragon, using his mind to control his spirit and his spirit to control his energy.

She is the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and she has captured a dragon.

The second-grade Xiantian Qi flourished, and when the air flow surged, a Qi dragon emerged, vaguely floating in the air.

The dragon's power was scattered in all directions, and birds, beasts, insects, and ants ran away and pretended to be dead.

At the same time, the white Buddha's light, invisible to ordinary people, shines for hundreds of miles in the sky, bringing peace and quiet wherever it passes, which means that disputes are forcibly resolved.

And the Buddha's light appeared on Shandai's body, white with a touch of gold, and the Arhat's golden body was just around the corner.

The sloppy monk was dumbfounded, and then realized that something was wrong, so he shrank to the ground and ran away.

As soon as he walked away, a village girl appeared at the intersection, holding a basket with a lotus in it.

She looked at the Buddha's light on Shandai's body and was stunned. Then she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet and disappeared.

At this time, the housekeeper Shi Sheng came around with his servants - there was no way, the yard was too big.

Shan Dai heard the footsteps and stopped, only to find that the sloppy monk was gone.

Shandai didn't care either, she was such a great person.



In fact, the worldly master in her heart was fleeing in the air, being chased thousands of miles away by a fairy.

"Aunt He, monk, I have no grievances with you. Why are you bothering? You should continue shopping and buying clothes."

(Speechless, this definitely adds fuel to the fire.)

"Stop talking nonsense, Jianglong, you dare to touch the disciple I like in Bajing Palace. Today I..."

"I just went to take a look out of curiosity. I really didn't want to rob her. This little girl is very talented. She can realize the true meaning just by playing around. She has the aura of Buddha. It's not my fault. Besides, it's possible to practice Buddhism and Taoism together.

Yes."

"You can be your size and die."

"Okay, you go ahead and fight me. Anyway, I'm mortal now and I can't beat you. But let me make it clear first, don't slap me in the face. I still need to eat." The sloppy monk landed on the top of the mountain and took off his clothes.

The fairy girl quickly turned her head and shouted frantically, "You are a golden Arhat, yet you are so shameless!"

"I'm afraid you'll break my cassock. I don't have money to buy a new one. I haven't sold a bunch of secret books. And you are a golden immortal. What kind of inner demons have you not seen? What's the point?

"Relationship, stop showing off, come on, hit me quickly, hit me, monk, I will let you hit me, just remember not to hit me in the face."

The sloppy monk was very bachelor, so he just lay down in a Taizi shape.

(The Arhats were speechless and covered their faces together. This Arhat punched him like no other.)

"Okay, junior sister." A suave middle-aged scholar appeared with a beautiful mustache and a sword on his back.

"If you hit him, you are lowering yourself to the same level as him."

"Ah, Lu Daoyou is friendly, do you want a sip? It's a good Daqu." The sloppy monk sat up and drank from the wine gourd, rubbed his toes, and took a sip happily.

"But he..."

"Let's go, this farce should end."

"Let's go now. I still have dog meat here. It's delicious. Do you want to have a bite?" The sloppy monk just picked up the dog meat and rubbed his feet with his hands.

(Ugh...the Arhats fell to the ground.)

Both Fairy Girl and Sword Immortal couldn't bear it, so they just dodged.

"Hey, they all don't eat the fireworks of the world." The sloppy monk muttered and raised his middle finger in anger. The one he used for rubbing his feet did not touch the dog meat at all.

He took another sip of wine and said, "Hey, which of the brothers above is here? Please help me ask what's going on with the disciples of Bajing Palace? I didn't expect her to be a disciple of Bajing Palace."

(No one pays attention to him, why brother? You are down there now, little brother.)

"Hey, believe it or not, I will go to a temple right away to report something, saying that if you don't report something, that is the Grand Master's Bajing Palace, brothers!"

(The Arhats looked at each other and decided the winner with their eyes. Unluckily, the Crouching Tiger Arhat won the prize.

(He spent all his strength with a dark face, crossed the border and said hello to the sloppy monk, then forced a smile and went to report it.)




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