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Chapter six hundred and eighty fifth animal cake

Weak, too weak, bald donkey. Is this the upper body of your ancestor? Is your ancestor so weak? After Chen Xin'er fended off the monk, she raised her slender and soft index finger and shook it slightly, although she was speaking sarcastically.

Words, but it exudes a touch of intoxicating style.

How amazing. It turns out that the fairies who follow the real living Buddha are also so great.

It's amazing, we saw a real miracle today.

Living Buddha Fairy, get rid of this sinful place

A group of locals shouted loudly. They seemed to have shown timidity when the three tigers appeared just now. After all, in country T, tigers are also a kind of spiritual totem for them, which can easily make people fear and awe.

The presence.

But Su Haoran killed three tigers with a wave of his hand, which had wiped away the fear in the hearts of these locals.

Chen Xin'er killed two ferocious monks. Even the monks who used Buddhist chanting seemed to be no match for him, which made people even more energetic.

Impossible, the thought of Buddha on my body represents the most powerful force. You are dead. The monk's facial features were distorted and he pounced on him again.

My husband is right, I want you to practice your skills. A look of confident beauty appeared on Chen Xin'er's perfect pretty face, her little feet moved quickly on the ground, and she actually walked out of the Bagua Tai Chi step.

Su Haoran is not extravagant with his women. Although he may not have time to teach them specifically, he will give them pointers whenever he has the opportunity. Even after having sex in bed, he will also talk about kung fu.

Chen Xin'er's Bagua Tai Chi steps cannot be as perfect as Su Haoran's, but they are not stiff either. She is not in a hurry to kill the monk, she simply wants to use this powerful monk to train herself, so it seems more relaxed and natural.

Very good. You don’t need to be too focused on the rules of Bagua Tai Chi. Use it naturally and easily. It will be better if you relax more. Su Haoran watched the battle from the side and gave a few words of guidance from time to time.

Wow, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump

At this moment, more than ten young monks with ferocious faces rushed out from the second floor of the temple.

Each of these people held an AK in their hands, pointing their guns at Su Haoran and the crowd outside the temple gate.

Guns are indeed full of evil here, and the monks even have guns.

Let's run, we will be killed.

No need to run, there are real Living Buddhas and fairies here, do we need to be afraid of guns? Please, Living Buddha, punish these villains.

Facing more than ten AKs, the ordinary people had a slight commotion, but when they saw the tall and fearless living Buddha Su Haoran, they immediately calmed down.

kill

These newly rushed monks didn't pay any attention to what others said, and all of them had a determined and fearless look in their eyes. At the command of a leading monk, more than a dozen AKs suddenly opened fire at the same time.

Bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

Ding Qian Kun At the same time as these murderers pulled the trigger, Su Haoran had already activated his magical power.

The illusory cauldron composed of Gang Qi appeared out of thin air in front of him, with three legs and two ears, exuding an ancient and simple atmosphere. In the temple of country T, the dharma essence of ancient Chinese Taoism bloomed.

There was a loud burst of gunfire, and bullets rained down on Su Haoran.

However, in front of Ding Ding Qian Kun's magical power, which is both offensive and defensive, all the bullets were like hitting a wall of bulletproof glass, making a crisp crackling sound, and there were substantial sparks two feet in front of Su Haoran.

Keep blooming.

And Su Haoran's position happened to block the front entrance of Huanke Temple. Almost all the bullets were fired towards him, and he blocked them all by himself, naturally protecting the people standing outside the temple.

Wow, wow wow, the Living Buddha is so powerful, bullets can't really hurt him.

Yes, this is the great Living Buddha, truly invulnerable

The Living Buddha is so great, long live the Living Buddha

People standing outside the temple no longer knew what words to use to express their feelings at this time.

snort

Facing the hail of bullets, Su Haoran snorted coldly, and the shadow of the cauldron in front of him solidified a little more, and he steadily raised his feet and suddenly took a step forward.

Click

The fierce expressions on the faces of the ten monks who fired also dissipated a bit, showing obvious surprise. Moreover, the bullets of two of them had been empty, and the ak made a clicking sound.

Su Haoran lifted his steps again and took another step forward.

Oh my god, the living Buddha is actually moving forward in the face of the bullet.

Living Buddha is mighty

Living Buddha

Almost every step Su Haoran took would cause a huge cheer outside the temple.

When Su Haoran took eight steps, everyone outside the temple knelt down again and everyone was screaming like a carnival.

Kakaka

At the same time, all the monks had fired all their bullets, and the sound of empty shells clicking was heard endlessly. Some people with quick thinking had already started to replace the magazines.

A group of ignorant and evil demons, this living Buddha will save you now. Su Haoran's face was solemn, and he seemed to be addicted to pretending to be a living Buddha. He waved his hand forward.

click

Another thick arc of Gangqi came out of the sky, cutting all the more than ten vicious monks in half.

A large amount of blood spread in the temple courtyard, and the strong smell of blood made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ordinary people would be extremely horrified when they see such a bloody scene, but the people kneeling outside the temple and watching became even more enthusiastic, and their screams became louder and louder.

puff

Ten monks were killed instantly with one move, and the monk who was fighting fiercely with Chen Xin'er was slightly distracted. But this time, he paid an irreparable price, and was punched on the chest by Chen Xin'er.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the monk's body flew up upside down. The strange and sharp powerful aura on his body instantly disappeared with a pop like a deflated rubber ball.

No, when I think of Buddha, why do my ancestors’ spiritual thoughts leave me?

thump

When the monk fell to the ground, he was still yelling unwillingly, but he was really helpless.

Oh, it's really sad. The method you use is obviously a method of using spiritual power to stimulate your own potential, but you have to say that the thoughts of the Buddha have taken hold of you. Should I say you are stupid, or should I say you are being feudalized?

Superstitious thoughts have poisoned me too deeply. Su Haoran walked up to the monk and said condescendingly.

Husband, why are you talking nonsense like this disgusting thing? Why don't you just kill it. Chen Xin'er walked elegantly to Su Haoran's side. She was obviously a super goddess, but when facing the enemy, she showed a decisive and decisive determination.

Su Haoran said: Girl, women shouldn't be too violent.

You said that you can never be violent towards your enemy Renzi, isn't it wrong for me to be violent? After Chen Xin'er said this, she actually took the initiative to put her lips to Su Haoran's ear and whispered: Don't talk about me, you are not only against the enemy

Violence is also very violent to others in bed.

hey-hey

Su Haoran was amused by Chen Xin'er's words. He turned around and saw Chen Xin'er's slightly red face. Do you like your husband's violence?

Chen Xin responded weakly, and at the same time, he reached forward with his little hand, and a shadow of a medicine furnace formed by condensation of Gang Qi appeared.

This is the magical power of burning yin and yang. Under Chen Xin'er's deliberate control, the medicine furnace appears very small, but its power is extremely compressed.

puff

The phantom was clearly a furnace, but it was like a large bullet that blasted into the monk's forehead, blasting out a large bloody hole that was extremely scary.

Then the Burning Yin and Yang magical power took effect in the monk's body. The monk had obviously lost his vitality, but the pain-sensing nerves in his body didn't seem to have failed all at once, and his body actually kept twitching and struggling.

Then wisps of green rose up, and the monk's body burst into flames.

There is no one in Nanko Temple. Let's go and collect the good things.

Okay, this fairy will follow the Living Buddha to rob

Chen Xin'er took the initiative to hold one of Su Haoran's big hands, and the two of them walked directly through the main hall of the first-floor temple and entered the second-floor courtyard.

In the middle of the two-story temple, there is a small Buddhist hall with three-story wooden buildings on both sides, which should be where the monks stay.

Su Haoran looked around and then walked straight into the small Buddhist hall.

In the Buddhist hall, there is a strange Buddha statue of a man and a woman, which is called the Happy Buddha in Southeast Asia. It represents a recognition of human desires and a blessing from the Buddha to human desires.

But in Chinese Mahayana Buddhism, this kind of thing is definitely not recognized. Because in Southeast Asia, people who worship the Happy Buddha are actually passing on some unseemly dual cultivation secrets, and even

This kind of thing can only be enshrined by Xiaoguai Buddhism. It is neither fish nor fowl. When Chen Xin'er saw the statue of Huanxi Buddha, she blushed and spat.

Some things in Theravada Buddhism are actually very similar to things in some evil sects of Chinese Taoism. If used in the hands of good people, it is a wonderful method, but if used in the hands of evil people, it is a witchcraft. It is difficult to evaluate.

Chen Xin'er asked: Do you agree with this kind of thing?

Su Haoran didn't agree. The corners of Su Haoran's mouth raised slightly, an evil smile flashed across his face, and then he raised his hand and slapped him.

click

He unleashed his palm force and smashed the Happy Buddha statue into pieces, and then pieces of biscuit-like things flowed out from the Buddha statue.

What is this? It seems to have a strong medicinal scent. Chen Xin'er stepped forward, picked up a small black medicinal cake and sniffed it gently.

At this time, Su Haoran also came over, raised his hand and wiped all the small medicine cakes into Najie, and said: This is called beast cake, it is the treasure of Huanke Temple, and it is also the inheritance of Huanxi Buddha to train wild beasts.

of good stuff.

Beast cake, what a good thing

The stuff that beasts eat can absorb spiritual energy. If someone provides enlightenment and continuous training, the beasts' spiritual knowledge can gradually be enlightened and their strength can be gradually improved.

So powerful, no wonder they can raise tigers in this temple and let those tigers live in peace with them.

Now these all belong to me, the Living Buddha, and the big color tiger will have a good time in the future.

Su Haoran was very happy after collecting these things. Even Chen Xin'er didn't notice that among the animal cakes Su Haoran collected, there was also a black booklet with patterned Chinese characters printed on the cover.

, translated into Chinese, it is the Sutra of Great Joy

Okay, the robbery is over, let's go.

Walk

Boom, boom boom

Just when Su Haoran turned around and left, and just walked back to the main entrance of Huanke Temple, a violent explosion suddenly broke out in the jungle in the distance. At the same time, there was someone's angry roar, and some people were speechless.

language to fight back.

Fake oil, you three Chinese guys, don't you know how to throw grenades? How many grenades do you have, throw them all out if you have the guts.

Stop following us bb. If you ask us to throw it all away, we will throw it all away.

That is, who do you think we can tell you that we actually have no grenades anymore?

Damn, you are stupid, why did you tell the truth?

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