Wu Ming took a breath and recognized at a glance that the cowman with the two horns on his head and the colorful green and white patterns on his body was none other than Qing Ma, whom he had a relationship with!
The demons are ferocious and bloodthirsty, but for example, the demons serve as spiritual officials in the human kingdom and enjoy incense sacrifices, while the barbarians are also divided into ferocious and grassy barbarians. Summit 23S.
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The ferocious barbarians eat hair and drink blood, are cruel and murderous, such as lion barbarians, tiger barbarians, and python barbarians. However, there are also grass barbarians with gentle nature, such as cow barbarians, horse barbarians, deer barbarians, etc.!
Of course, even the Cao Barbarians have an extremely tense relationship with the human race. Not only are they regarded as traitors and slaves by the Cao Barbarians, but they are also looked down upon by the Human Race, who claim to be the leader of all spirits.
Even if there is occasional cooperation, it is only after being unable to withstand the ferocious attack and seeking some kind of balance of interests that Caoman comes to mind!
And this Niuman Qinggan had experienced a brave martial arts competition in the Jinting King's tent when he was a hostage in Beijin, and Qinggan was a member of Caoman's entourage.
At that time, Qinggan was far less powerful than the aura he displays now, and he was just attending the ceremony.
"My lord, something seems wrong with this bull?"
Wang Hu said cautiously.
Except for Mo Zangfeng who didn't even blink an eyelid, everyone else felt great pressure. The strength shown by Qing Guan was truly astonishing!
The demonic corpse that needs to join forces or form a formation to be broken is like a toy in front of Qinggan. As he waves his hands, green-gold iron hooves of light and shadow roar out. The demonic corpse is injured when it touches it. If it is hit in the vital part, it will be shaken for a few times.
No more fighting power!
With such amazing power, even when Mo Zangfeng exploded with all his strength, it was still slightly inferior!
"Well, it seems that the demonic energy has infected the mind!"
Wu Ming glanced at the lost Mo Zangfeng, but his attention was focused on Qing Gu, and the scene from that year flashed through his mind.
Back then, Qingguan was a gentle and humble half-year-old man, but he was very different from his violent side now.
Especially the blood-black light and shadow looming in his eyes, all revealing a heart-stopping violence and madness!
Seriously speaking, the reason why he was targeted by Xiong Man Tie He and other ferocious men, and even killed several of his fellow protons, was because Qing Ma showed sympathy for the protons of the Song Dynasty.
No matter what the outcome is, the starting point is always good, and it can be regarded as a small cause and effect with Wu Ming's predecessor.
"Cheer up and kill him!"
Wu Ming frowned and patted Mo Zangfeng on the shoulder.
"I……"
Mo Zangfeng opened his mouth and lowered his head slumped.
"really!"
Wu Ming sighed secretly.
Mo Zangfeng, who has the strongest combat power, has been suppressed by the will of God and the sword for too long, so that when his mind is aroused, the fluctuations are too large. At this time, only two or three of his 100% strength are left, which is a good achievement.
Even if he manages to cut out the Shenyi Sword, it may not be able to help Qing Guan escape from the predicament, and may even arouse his hostility!
With the strength shown, in such a dangerous place, facing the crazy Aomo, everyone faced a tough battle, with a high possibility of death and injury.
For a moment, Wu Ming was hesitant. If he really had to make a choice, he would naturally put everyone's safety first, but Qinggan gave him good senses. If he went to the Beijin Grassland in the future, he might not have any place to rely on.
"How is that possible?"
Seeing Qing Guan getting more and more crazy, and showing signs of breaking through the demon corpse group and rushing towards this direction, a cry of surprise suddenly came from his ears.
"Brother Yang, what did you find?"
Wu Ming's eyes lit up.
"What this Niu Man used was actually Prajna Palm!"
Yang Ranchen was shocked.
"No way?"
Everyone didn't believe it at first. Although they had never seen it, who had not heard of the Prajna Palm, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple?
If you try it on someone you don't know, you might believe it, but this is a demon barbarian, and even a grass barbarian would not have the chance to learn such a unique skill!
"It's not Prajna Palm. I've seen a Shaolin master use it once. It's a little different!"
Chen Yuehua shook her head slightly and said.
"What Miss Chen said is really different!"
Yang Ranchen was stunned for a moment, and after careful observation, he nodded, "Yes, it is indeed different from the Prajna Palm learned by my father. When my father used it, he was fierce and unconventional, but it had the Buddhist intention of universally benefiting the world. The essence of this palm technique lies in its strength.
Soft and helpful.
When this arrogance is displayed, it is completely a rigid fist, without a trace of Buddhist softness, and even the fierceness is still on the Prajna Palm! But how is this possible? This is obviously not much different from the Prajna Palm, what?
Can one improve Shaolin's unique skills?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. The Yang family has Shaolin lay disciples for generations, including many great masters. In terms of familiarity with Shaolin's unique skills, Yang Ranchen must be the best among them all.
Because of this, everyone felt that it was quite absurd. Could it be that this awesome talent was so talented that he could modify Shaolin's unique skills?
As soon as this idea arose, it was instantly extinguished. Shaolin Temple is the most outstanding existence among the Tianpin Sect, and it is the holy place of martial arts in the minds of all warriors.
If the seventy-two stunts, which have been deduced by countless generations of eminent monks and painstakingly developed, are so easy to modify, they cannot be called stunts, and Shaolin cannot be called one of the ancestral temples of Buddhism!
But if this were not the case, where did the martial arts that the Niu Man in front of him displayed that seemed like Prajna Palm come from?
"I wonder if Brother Yang knows about Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions?"
Chen Yuehua pondered for a while.
"The Tantra of the Western Regions...Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm?"
Yang Ranchen said in surprise.
Just like, there are factions in the court, hundreds of schools of thought contend in the world of cultivation, and each one has different opinions, and Buddhism, which is regarded as aloof from the world in the eyes of the world, is no exception.
The so-called Esoteric Buddhism refers to the esoteric Buddhism that was widely spread in the Western Regions of the Middle Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions, but has never been recognized by orthodox Buddhism such as Shaolin Temple.
It is said that this Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm was made many years ago when an eminent Buddhist monk from Tantric Buddhism traveled east to the Song Dynasty, debated Zen with the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple, and finally improved it through Shaolin's unique skill Prajna Palm.
It is said that the power is still higher than that of the genuine Prajna Palm, but it has been a long time and the Western Region is so far away that Yang Ranchen did not expect it for a moment.
After being reminded by Chen Yuehua, I remembered this rumor with an almost vague impression.
I have to say that this woman is really knowledgeable!
Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and his body shot towards Qing Guan who was rushing through the group of demon corpses.
"Your Majesty...Senior Brother..."
Everyone was shocked and turned to chase after him.
"Don't come over here!"
Wu Ming shouted without turning his head. Although his words were light, they contained a tone that could not be criticized, causing everyone to stop.
"Don't be anxious, everyone. The prince has devoted himself to training in the Shaolin Temple for two years. Buddhist techniques are the best at restraining demons. I think he must have a secret method in his body!"
The corner of Yang Ranchen's mouth twitched. Although he said this, he knew that almost everyone from his father, even his grandfather, to his ancestors who were still alive, disliked Wu Ming.
Just because others don’t know it, but the senior executives of the Yang family know how many immoral things Wu Ming has done in the Shaolin Temple!
If he didn't have an old relationship with Wu Ming and had a good relationship, he would have to take a detour when he saw him!
"Moo..."
Thunder-like roars rang in their ears, and everyone looked stern. Although their expressions relaxed slightly after hearing Yang Ranchen's words, they still watched nervously as Wu Ming flew towards the fully erupted Qing'an.
It has to be said that compared to this huge oxman, Wu Ming is too small and out of proportion.
Buzz!
But just as Qing Guan's astonishing palm waved, before it fell, a dazzling yet gentle golden light illuminated the world like a spring breeze.
It was as if there was a mysterious Sanskrit sound whispering in my ears, and it was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on my face. It made my mind calm, and in an instant I felt as if I had entered the ancient well without waves!
Wherever the golden light passed, the demonic corpses that surged directly turned into ashes and flew away!
"Who are you……"
He saw Qing Guan's huge palm raised high and stopped in mid-air. The black flames all over his body were like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, dissipating quickly, and most of the black blood luster in his eyes was gone.
The strange thing is that he didn't regain his consciousness and looked at Wu Ming blankly.
No one knows what happened to Wu Ming, who was bathed in golden light, and what kind of treasure he used to calm down the violent Qinggan in an instant.
"Buddha?"
Only Yang Ranchen seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't see it and was still suspicious.
"Ahem, I'm your eldest brother!"
Wu Ming smiled mysteriously and coughed dryly.
"Brother? Why are we nothing alike?"
Although Aogan's sanity was eroded by demonic energy, he still had instinctive judgment.
"My dear godbrother! Brother, I have found you!"
Wu Ming patted his chest, with tears in his eyes, and secretly tried his best to control Long Yi to prevent the relic from completely leaking out of his body.
"Oh, godbrother? Big brother!"
Qingma nodded blankly, the dark and bloody light in his eyes gradually faded, and he slowly sat down on the ground, his majestic body still as intimidating as a hill.
"Good brother, good brother, come with me and take you home!"
Wu Ming is earnest and good at teaching.
"Go home? Where is home? This is not home!"
Qingma was still confused and didn't know why. He looked around and felt a little at a loss.
Everyone was shocked and terrified, what the hell is going on?
"So this is what he said about my brother?"
Especially Mo Zangfeng, whose handsome face turned into a black man.
"With the demonic energy in his mind, this barbarian bull has probably had most of his soul eroded, and even his memory is gone!"
Chen Yuehua's pretty face changed slightly.
"As expected of the prince, he actually has such a method. If we can tame this beast, the safety of this trip will be greatly improved!"
Others didn't care so much. Yang Ranchen and Wang Hu looked at each other with joy in their eyes.
Mo Zangfeng was mentally disturbed. As long as he calmed down, his combat power would be restored. In addition, Qing Guan was obviously the peak of the Great Barbarian Marquis. Not to mention walking sideways, at least he was safe!
Only Mo Zangfeng felt very uncomfortable or unhappy.
Judging from Wu Ming's expression, it was obvious that he was abducting him, and he had clearly been coaxed as a child before!
Even if no malice is felt, it is still unforgivable to the proud Little Knife Lord!
But little did he know that Wu Ming was just a temporary idea. This idea came to him naturally after he realized that Qinggan was traumatized and had incomplete memory.
How could you let such a big helping hand go so easily?
"Your name is Qing Guan, and my name is Wu Ming. I am your eldest brother. Come with me, no one can bully you!"
Wu Ming patted his chest, three parts deception, three parts truth, three parts inducement, and vowed to carry out the deception to the end.
"My name is Qing Guan? Yes, I am Qing Guan, and your name is Wu Ming? You are my eldest brother, eldest brother, I have found you, woo hoo!"
Qinggan thought for a long time, his big bull head nodded wildly, his eyes full of innocence burst into tears, and he hugged Wu Ming and cried bitterly.