Dou Meng Sect Shaomuro Mountain...

It turned out that the earth was ruthlessly destroyed by Doudou, and later after coming to the Doumeng Sect, because the masters needed to be quiet, they rowed a peak for them.

The name of the peak is called Shaomuro Peak, and the mountain above is called Shaomuro Mountain, which can be regarded as a kind of nostalgia.

Today's Shaomuro Mountain incense is at its peak, and this early morning is full of green smoke, and people who don't know think it's a fire.

The sound of wooden fish and Buddhist scriptures is resounding through the mountain peaks.

As early as when the fat man and the others stepped into Shaomu Mountain, Wuzhang had already noticed it.

Now the entire Shaomu Mountain Wuzhang cultivation is the highest, and he is about to step into the emperor's name.

But Wu Zhang is not in a hurry, he is still reinforcing himself, just like Mo Rufeng.

"Amitabha, Wuzhang has seen the fat man!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

It's not that the speed of the palm is slow, it's just that it looks like it has a hand.

In the distance, an Arhat came into the air with a golden light, and if there was a reed, it must have crossed the river.

Shaolin is also one of the few halls that did not learn Nie Yunbu.

It's not how fast a reed crosses the river, it's just that their body method echoes the Dharma; cultivating Nie Yunbu, in the short term, Nie Yunbu will benefit more, and if you look at it in the long run, it is still cost-effective to cross the river with a reed.

The fat man looked at the swastika shining with golden light behind the broad palm of Wu's palm, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The kid who could only do the big man has grown up. The fat man said in his heart.

The fat man waved his hand, which meant that he should not fix these false things.

The monks are a more hypocritical profession, first shivering, then approaching, and finally talking a lot before getting to the point, the fat man doesn't have that time.

The fat man pinched it casually, lifted a few of the Xiu Xiu behind him to the front and said, "Wuzhang, you can try it!"

"Yes!" replied Wu Zhang.

A few people were stupid, they weren't blind, they originally thought it was a sect, but they didn't know that it was just a sect's peak.

Forget it, they swept it away, and there were bald cultivators underneath.

Baldness means that the person may be bald, and if a group of bald people are together, it must be all Buddhist practice.

Cultivators pay great attention to the outside, and it is not difficult to treat baldness.

What do they see?

The early morning sun shines on the mountain gate, and at the same time shines on the heads of the monks, although not to mention the reflection, it is the bright head, which is enough to attract attention.

Most of the monks live on the mountainside, and the villagers or civilians at the bottom of the mountain are villagers.

Early in the morning, it was all the action of going up the mountain, and the monks actually accounted for the majority.

Several cultivators were not suspicious, and confirmed that they were all Buddha cultivators. But they don't understand, how can there be so many Buddha cultivators, according to their information, even if there are Buddha cultivators, there shouldn't be so many, and there are also Buddha cultivators who are half-emperor cultivators.

Half Emperor Shu Xiu was not calm, he stammered: "Buddha... Buddha Xiu, you... What are you going to do?"

Wu palms his hands together, and then mutters in his mouth....

At this moment, the fat man has helped the half-emperor Xiu to recover his lost strength, but he can't move...

Verse after verse was read silently.

"Fat man, these guys aren't afraid of our jJWW..."Wu Zhang reminded.

Yes, demon cultivators and evil cultivators are more afraid of crookedness, but it's strange, why isn't Xiuxiu afraid?

For these, Wuzhang is also half-understood.

I thought that Buddha Xiu would not be able to restrain Yu Xiu, but just when the fat man was extremely disappointed, a light shot over.

The power of light is not great, and even a realm cultivator can block it.

The target of the light is none other than the half-emperor cultivator.

Suddenly, Shu Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, blocked his hands in front of him, and raised the vitality shield.

"This still needs to be defended?

The fat man mocked Yu Xiu, but in the next second, the fat man seemed to finally understand.

"Bump~"

The Yuan Qi Shield broke, and an insignificant light shone directly on the palm of Shu Xiu's hand.

The bright red palm was pierced, pierced by the insignificant light.

Wu Palm exclaimed: "What? It can actually penetrate the Yuan Qi Hood and the single palm of the Half Emperor powerhouse? When did the master's "Clear Finger" become so powerful. ”

That's right, the light just now is a finger sent by Hongzhi on the mountain, which is to remind the fat master that only Buddhist martial arts can effectively damage Shu Xiu, and anything else is crooked, it is useless.

Originally, the "Pure Finger" that only had the strength of the Xuanjing hit Yu Xiu, and it could actually have the effect of the Heavenly Realm, and this damage bonus was too much.

Wu Palm instantly pressed on the cultivation, and then slapped the palm towards the Half Emperor Shu Xiu.

"Bump!"

The half-emperor Xiu Xiu descended in an arc like a meteor, and he still didn't know why he was alive and died on the big stone.

However, it doesn't matter anymore, because Wuzhang already knows about it.

"Amitabha, I just now is just a palm at the peak of the Xuanjing, I can actually beat the half-emperor powerhouse away, and I don't know if I live or die, it seems that the martial arts of the Buddhist family are indeed extremely harmful to Xiu Xiu!"

The fat man is not interested in caring about the life or death of that Xiu Xiu, there are still a few Xiu Xiu beside him, and the fat man also wants to try.

Although the fat man uses a sword, he still knows some Buddhist skills.

Simulating the clear finger of Hongzhi, it is a poke to go up.

Touch!

With a finger down, a Xiu Xiu's shoulder was pierced.

The fat man said: "Hmm, my half-emperor's finger is actually similar to your master's finger, what is the reason for this!"

Gosho shook his head.

Distance...

"Amitabha, that's because the fat man's Buddhism is not enough, what he is afraid of is not the Buddhist martial arts, but the Buddhist martial arts under the blessing of the Dharma! Although the fat man's finger just now is stylish, but he has no intention, and there is no Dharma, but the fat man's mastery of my Buddhist martial arts is also at the level of ordinary people. ”

I have the ability to explain, and this is also the opportunity to tout.

The fat man asked rhetorically: "That means that you have to take action in person to achieve good results!"

"Yes, but if you hold something that is blessed by our Dharma, you can also increase your damage!"

The fat man clapped his hands and said: "Okay, it's better than nothing, yes, you hurry up and prepare more things that can be used in battle, and then I will distribute them!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, the fat master handed over all the remaining Xiu Xiu to Wu Zhang, and since he knew the weakness of Shu Xiu, these Xiu Xiu were useless.

Since the Dharma has an effect on the cultivation of the Buddha, then use the Dharma to the extreme.

The fat man said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good that we have a lot of monks, otherwise this battle is really not easy to fight;

It's not impossible to do this, but there are too many unknowns on the Xiu side, so if it fails, the fat man may have potential safety hazards, which is absolutely not allowed by everyone.

Rather than take a risk, or fight steadily.

Who is called the monk of Doumeng Sect, there are many people, but they are not afraid, and they are specially restrained by your Buddhist cultivation.

With Buddha Xiu, the fat man has enough to put me in this battle, and the first stop starts from his own doorstep.

According to the fat man's instructions, Bing Qinghe has been quietly arranging a large array, please note that this is not an ordinary large array, this is a large array jointly arranged by at least seven emperors, in order to make it impossible for any of the two emperors below to escape.

The fat man looked at the cultivation on the periphery of the Warcraft Mountain Range, and then looked at the repeated green smoke of Shaomu Mountain: "After the fight, we will go back after the fight." ”