Chapter five hundred and sixty third we are demons
Full Level Director Text Volume Chapter 563 We are the Demon Cult Without further ado, Su Muzhe held his sword and attacked directly, exploding like a meteor, while the abbot waved his Zen staff and accurately blocked every attack by Su Muzhe
attack.
The significance of martial arts routines is not to allow warriors to fight according to the routines, but to form muscle memory on how to exert more force. At the same time, these routines can also have an exercise effect during practice, which is much stronger than simple fitness movements.
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But at the same time, while martial arts routines bring benefits, they also have disadvantages, that is, they are too easy to see through for those martial arts masters.
At this time, Su Muzhe's trick was almost completely seen through. While he was easily forced back, the abbot also used his killer move.
"Boom!" The Zen staff was poked on the ground. The abbot held a salute with one hand and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden Buddha figure suddenly rose from behind his shoulder, like a giant escaping from a narrow space. The Buddha figure raised its head and sat in the air, about three meters high.
Pressed it.
"boom!"
A gust of wind suddenly surged towards Su Muzhe. From his perspective, the palm was getting bigger and bigger, with an irresistible force. It even made movie fans feel like a train rushing towards them. It felt oppressive, majestic and majestic.
Can't even hide.
But Su Muzhe dodged and simply jumped back, but the attack had just begun.
There was an earthquake.
Su Muzhe started to run, followed by stone pillars rising from under his feet, and soon formed a stone forest like plum blossom piles. He couldn't avoid it, and a stone pillar rose from in front of him. Fortunately, he reacted
Soon, he stepped on it and used the force to lift into the air. At the same time, he stared at the abbot, took a deep breath and roared: "Wandering Dragon Sword!"
Have you ever seen sword skills falling from the sky?
A giant black dragon roars in!
The picture is extremely shocking. This black dragon seems to be carrying a huge amount of demonic energy. The abbot raised his head and looked solemnly at this scene. There is a golden Buddha shadow behind him. This is a collision of light and darkness.
"Pro!"
The abbot formed a seal, and the Buddha penetrated into the abbot's body again. The mark of "" appeared on his forehead, and golden light bloomed on his body. He looked like a golden giant. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, and the next second the giant dragon arrived.
"boom!!!"
Like a missile bombing, a roar followed by smoke and dust, and billowing dust swept across all directions.
"Cough cough cough."
"Abbot!!"
The monks who were watching were a little panicked, and shouted to drive away the dust, with anxious words. Some even waved their sleeves and a strong wind blew, and the scene clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Su Muzhe lay on the ground, his clothes stained with blood. The ground where he was was sunken, with spider web-like cracks spreading. He still held the sword, but it was broken into two pieces. The abbot was still standing, but his body was covered with blood.
The golden light has dissipated, the mark with the word '' on his forehead gradually disappeared, and a subtle bloodstain gradually emerged, revealing scarlet blood beads.
"Abbot!!"
A kind of monk wanted to surround him, but he raised his hand to stop him. The abbot turned around with a complex expression and asked Su Muzhe, who was lying on the ground: "Why did you stop just now? You had the chance to kill me."
Su Muzhe smiled sarcastically and said with difficulty: "I'm here to save people, not to kill."
"Besides, I killed you and left?"
The abbot looked at Su Muzhe quietly for a few seconds, and then said: "Amitabha, I lost. Monks don't lie and are pure. Go and bring Almsgiver Hu."
"Abbot!" Someone wanted to dissuade him, but the abbot said, "Given Su's character, I believe he can control the demon sect well."
"But donor, even if Shaolin agrees, Wulin will not agree. It is not wise for you to enter Xuan Kingdom."
Su Muzhe struggled to breathe, and said softly: "Abbott Bao, please don't worry."
"Don't forget, we are a demon sect."
"Hey..." The abbot sighed slightly, but suddenly asked: "If you, the donor, lose today, what will the donor do?"
"Lost?" Su Muzhe suddenly smiled and said seriously: "Then you will be in trouble."
…
"Crack!"
The scene suddenly changed. It was in a restaurant, full of martial arts people and ordinary people looking at the storyteller on the stage.
"It is said that when Leader Xiao came down the mountain, he had not yet become the leader of the Demon Cult and was confused about where to go in the future when an accident happened. Guess what happened?"
"Crack!"
The gavel was shot again, and the scene changed again. This was a different restaurant, and it was still full of guests. The gentleman on the stage said: "A marriage is here! But he said that a person suddenly appeared in the air three feet away in front of him,
The man was wearing a white dress, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face. He opened his mouth and asked, "Has the young master ever been married?"
The scene changed again, and the storyteller said: "Since the fox lady was captured, Master Xiao has become thinner and thinner day by day. He vowed to rescue his wife!"
"Hey!! Have you heard? According to reliable information, Master Xiao has gone to Shaolin alone!!!"
"It turns out that people in the Demon Cult are like this. The fox demon is so pitiful."
"Yes, Master Xiao is also a sweetheart."
"No, I want to go to Shaolin to visit!"
"Let's go together!"
"..."
The streets and alleys are full of people whispering to each other, and in these places, you can always see people showing weird smiles in the dark.
The camera switched back again, and the abbot suddenly said: "So that's the case, the people's support can be used, so the Demon Cult and the Monster Tribe will have sufficient reasons to attack Shaolin, and even Youyumen..."
"Abbott, please forgive me." Su Muzhe said lightly. Just when the abbot wanted to speak, there was an exclamation not far away: "Xiao Sheng!!"
When Bai Qinghuan arrived, she rushed over and leaned over to hug Su Muzhe carefully. Su Muzhe coughed twice and said with a smile: "I'm fine."
"Why are you here?"
"I said I would protect you, and I'll take you home." Su Muzhe showed a warm smile.
"Abbott, suddenly many people came outside and asked us to let Master Xiao and Benefactor Hu go." A Shaolin disciple came to report.
The abbot sighed and said, "Donor Xiao, please go."
Under the eyes of everyone, Su Muzhe stood up with the support of Bai Qinghuan, and walked out of the Shaolin Mountain Gate step by step. They heard loud shouts along the way, and then groups of demon sect members quickly came to guard against the two.
Su Muzhe sincerely thanked everyone and left with the support of the congregation. When passing the crowd, he smiled at the astonished Bai Qinghuan and said: "I think the Demon Cult and the Monster Clan can move out of Qianmias Forest. By the way, I almost forgot.
Let me tell you, I am now the leader of the Demon Cult."
"How did you do that?" Bai Qinghuan looked at Su Muzhe without blinking.
"I'll tell you later later."
"good."
"..."
The story slowly ended, and the next clip was the finale. In the sky in the distance, Jin Jie laughed and cursed: "You bastard."
Then he took off the wine bottle from his waist and asked in the direction of Shaolin: "Old monk, do you want a sip?"
A response came from the void: "Amitabha."
"Hahaha." Jin Jie laughed and took a sip, then turned and left. At this time, Su Muzhe also felt something and looked over. Bai Qinghuan asked in confusion: "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing, Yixian, I will take you to meet someone first when you go back this time."
"who?"
The scene froze with Su Muzhe's smiling face, subtitles appeared, and the fans breathed a sigh of relief. They were still tired after watching the movie for a long time, and then they began to subconsciously review the entire movie and make an evaluation in their hearts.
"not bad."
"It looks great! There are no pee spots from beginning to end."
"I think the plot is a bit monotonous and not as exciting as expected."
"Why do I, a Confucian, have such a small role?"
"Damn, it turns out the old man is threatening the real boss of Shaolin in the dark."
While they were discussing, some fans realized something was wrong. Why weren't the lights on yet? The creative team didn't get up either, they were still sitting and watching the screen. Could it be...?
Soon, the picture on the screen confirmed their guess.
There are easter eggs, and the first sentence shocked movie fans.
"General, you should be in the Eight Desolations Realm now, right? Comparable to Nascent Soul?"