Because Buddhism and martial arts are basically all Buddhism, the more profound the skill becomes, the more profound the skill is, so the depth of the skill is linked to the cultivation of Buddhism.

You said that you don't read a single scripture monk, where can you expect him to be powerful, and he can't do it? Katsuo also shook his head helplessly, and cursed the old man who made a mistake by the way.

But Wu Chen didn't notice anything wrong, his right hand naturally crossed the sealing ring of his left arm, and a heavy water mill Zen staff danced golden flowers in his hand.

The heavy sound of breaking through the air whirred, and the gesture of waving the Zen staff drove the heavy air flow around him, and Katsuo suddenly noticed something strange behind him.

The moment he turned around, he saw the heavy Zen staff in Wu Chen's hand waving in the air, and he couldn't help but turn dark, looking at the admiring gazes of others, he opened his mouth and shouted.

"What are you doing blindly! A bunch of people are waiting for you to save their lives! Why don't you come with me quickly!"

"Hey, okay!" Wu Chen looked at the slightly ugly face of Katsu Nan, and followed behind the rest of the man step by step.

I only heard a shrill whistle, and all the people who had formed a formation did not hesitate to speed up their progress.

I saw a large area of thistle terrestris thrown at the front of the central wall, and a wide trench also appeared.

And on the outer side of the middle wall, there appeared a wall made of earth and wood, the wall is about two high, all made of earth and stone, and this section of the wall is formed by the southeast and southeast directions and the middle.

I saw several middle-aged men in wide sleeved robes, under the command of a carpenter covered in dirt, using spells to condense mountain stones and clods to quickly build the city wall that was about to close, and these dazzling operations made Wu Chen stunned.

"A professional demolition team! These people were able to build such a heavy fortification in the blink of an eye, if it was in that era, it would definitely be a help, but it's a pity..."

Wu Chen stared at the backs of these people, and couldn't help but drift into the distance.

Actually, I had the same expression as you at the beginning, but then I wasn't surprised, why are you?"

"Why?"

"Do you know what a carpenter is?"

"Demolition team?civil engineering?six construction?seven construction?Made in China?"

"What's the matter! The carpenter comes from an ancient sect - the Mo family!"

"I rely on the Mojia Technique!Gong Losing Class?Mozi?Inherited from the ancient mechanical flow?"

"Sure enough, you don't know anything! To be precise, the carpenter is a Taoist ink school inherited from the Mo family!"

"Daomo ????"

"Dao Mo is formed by combining the spells of the Dao Gate and the techniques of the Mo family's organs, and the combination of Dao techniques and the techniques of the organs can build a powerful offensive and defensive barrier in an instant, and can make enough first moves on the ever-changing battlefield.

Therefore, it is a highly sought-after existence within the military family and the four empires, but because the ancestor it worships is the ancestor of Moyuan, it is a little embarrassing in terms of status. ”

"Why is Mo Yuan Ancestor??? so popular....???"

"You should know what you should know, you don't talk too much!"

Katsuo scolded loudly when Wu Chen's words came out.

"Sorry..."

"In the Ghost Mist Caravan, everyone has a last resort to join here, and we are like clouds and mist drifting in the sky.

For various reasons, we have gathered here and accepted the protection of the Boss, so we will hand over a part of the wealth we have won to the Boss after each battle and walk.

In exchange for the boss's long-term protection, but it is precisely because of this that the boss is because of our group of wanderers... Alas... Enough said today!

Have a good time with this time and hope you get something out!"

When Katsuo said this, his mood was obviously low, and he unconsciously shook off the silent Wu Chen and went straight to the city wall.

Just as Wu Chen was still staring at everyone around him with a scrutinizing gaze, three sharp whistles in a row came from the direction of the periphery.

Then there was the earth-shattering rumble, then the roar of the warrior, the miserable howl of the brute beast, and the sound of some kind of martial art that shocked all directions.

The rumbling sound of the ground was getting closer and closer, and I saw a lot of sharp bamboos growing in the countless ditches at some point.

A faint blue light flashed from the place where the bamboo blade was, and at this moment, about twenty ragged warriors, led by Lao Zhaohua, galloped back from the front.

At this moment, the Daoist who was doing the Wandering Ocean touched the ground directly with his hands, and the sky full of green vines shot out from the ground, forming a huge wall of vines behind the group.

This was followed by an earthen wall made of mountain stones, and when he saw the earthen wall, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the young man called the pillar.

At this moment, only the sound of a roaring impact was heard, and the heavy impact sound smashed the earth wall into scattered earth and rocks, and cracks were filled.

At this moment, the young man called Zhuzhu continued to strengthen the thickness of Tuqiang, while the man called Liuyang once again used the vine technique to pull the twenty people who had just returned back to the central defense line.

"Liuyang, thank you!" and then remembered the repeated thanks.

At this moment, only a loud bang was heard, and the reinforced earthen wall was shattered in an instant, and a murderous figure rushed out from the smoke and dust.

I saw this burly figure, tall and two-foot-tall, with black hair all over his body standing upside down like steel needles, and a bloody mouth hissing to the sky.

A pair of hammer-like fists kept smashing into his chest, and a dull drum sound sounded, and it was the overlord of the four elephant level, the King Kong orangutan.

It is rumored that in the Middle Ages, there was a Buddhist giant's mount is the vajra orangutan, under the guidance of the giant to practice the secret record of divine skills, and even after a hundred years of cultivation of the Buddha's golden body, its name is called - war.

This secret story illustrates the intelligence of the vajra orangutan and its terrifying potential, but if there is no strong foundation.

Then it is difficult for you to become a great weapon with anyone's guidance, and the talent of the vajra orangutan is the vajra body, and the idle attack is ineffective to touch, but it is a first-class talisman mastery.

Therefore, the status of the ordinary vajra orangutan in the Buddhist family is quite high, and it is really unbelievable that one appeared in this poor and remote place.

Just when Wu Chen was still thinking, three muffled sounds came from all over the place, and three slightly smaller vajra orangutans appeared behind the burly vajra orangutan, and seeing this, everyone's faces turned white in unison.

"Everyone, prepare to fight!" The burly man led by Limeng let out a loud shout that woke up everyone who were still thinking nonsense.

In an instant, one after another brilliant spells began to bombard towards the four Vajra orangutans, but I saw that the right foot of the leader of the Vajra Gorilla suddenly collapsed to the ground.

A violent roar erupted from the mouth of the blood basin, and the bursting air wave directly blasted away the spells flying towards it.

Everyone's faces were not only ugly for a while, but only a coquettish voice came, Katsuo didn't know when he took off the longbow behind his back, and the three blue and white arrows came into his hand, and a strong longbow of sharp qi was transmitted out.

Three cyan streamers drew different arcs to the eyes of the vajra orangutan, but I saw that the right palm of the vajra orangutan suddenly stood up.

A surging wave of golden qi directly resisted the three cyan streamers, and the body shook, and the three cyan streamers were directly blasted into powder, seeing this situation, everyone's hearts were a little heavier again.

"They are also beings who can learn martial arts, and they are also intelligent creatures, can't they negotiate?"

The young newcomer asked the old man beside him with a desperate expression.

"Have you ever seen an ant that can negotiate with a brute elephant?"

"If there are too many ants, they can bite the elephant to death!"

In this world, if you don't have the same strength as him, then no one will think you are innocent even if you die, because the weak! have no right to speak! The weak have no right to talk to the strong on an equal footing!

"Is this the cruelty of the world?"

"That's right, that's what people often say, natural selection! survival of the fittest!"

The indifferent words caused a burst of resonance with Wu Chen, if he really had the strongest strength, he would not choose to kill his relatives and become a demon back then.

Forever fall into the land of nine secluded places, if he had the strongest strength back then, he would not be surrounded and killed by a group of bigwigs, resulting in harm to others and himself, if....

Just as Wu Chen's thoughts were flying, the old blind man with a double-clothed erhu in his hand stepped out, and then the down-and-out swordsman also took off the wide long sword behind his back.

The ragged old man also stood up, the heroic Katsuo also stood up, and an old Taoist priest holding a white sail also stood up after sighing.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying sword aura emerged from the swordsman's body, and a heavy giant sword loomed behind him, and the blind man pulled up the erhu at some point, and the melodious erhu whined very desolately.

An unknown force churned behind the blind man's back, and the ragged old man was also covered in golden light, and a strange roar accompanied the old man's flying palms became louder and louder.

The old Taoist priest holding the white sail burst out of black and white light, and then the Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui gossip began to spread in all directions.

At the same time, the direction of the gossip changed again, and it slowly pushed out the entire sixty-four hexagrams, but the names of the sixty-four hexagrams were vague, but it still did not hinder the strength of the old Taoist.

At this moment, an unexpected person also walked out, and when he looked up, it was Wu Chen who was shining above his head, and a condensed golden light rose to the sky, and the condensed golden giant bell rang around his body.

Behind it, one or two golden giant arms appeared, and the sacred golden Buddha pattern spread on the giant arms, which looked particularly solemn, and the two giant arms held a pitch-black war halberd and a brass-colored water-milled Zen staff in their hands, and they were mighty.