Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Return of the Steel Sword

The real Lumbini Garden is actually a small space independent of the world, and inside it is an endless grassland, with only two large trees standing in it, one withered and one prosperous, one east and one west.

There are two people sitting under the tree, one of whom is the Virgo Saga who has been missing for many days. At this moment, he was wearing a golden holy robe, his expression was painful, and the small universe loomed, as if it was a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

The other person had a calm face, no joy or sorrow, he was wearing a big red robe, holding a magic weapon, reciting scriptures in his mouth, looking like an ordinary monk, but the small universe on his body was very powerful, and even Sha Jia was firmly suppressed by him.

Yes, there are two small universes of one strong and one weak, and the stronger side is not the Golden Saint Seiya Shajia, but this guy who doesn't even have holy clothes.

When he saw everyone coming in, he slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, bowed down and said, "It's a guest from afar, and the little monk Brahmin is polite." โ€

"Whatever you brahmin, you'd better hurry up and let Shaga go, or you're not welcome to blame us!" Miro said fiercely.

The brahmin shook his head: "Please forgive the little monk for not obeying his fate." Shaga has a relationship with my Buddha and should be a disciple of my Buddha. โ€

"Fuck your fart!" Dismask scolded: "Sha Jia is the saint warrior of the goddess, what kind of green onion is the Buddha!"

The brahmin was not angry, but replied seriously: "The Buddha is not a green onion, the Buddha is a green onion, the Buddha is everything, and all things are the Buddha!"

Miro was dumbfounded: "What is this guy talking about?"

Dis Musk said impatiently: "No matter what he says, saving Shaga is the right thing, I don't believe he can deal with two Golden Saints at the same time!"

Miro and Dis smiled evilly, both of them are outliers in the Saint Seiya, and it is informal, and if it is bad, it is shameless. Regardless of the default rules of the Saint Seiya's one-on-one fight, let alone the dignity of the Golden Saint Seiya, he stretched out his guilty fist to the Brahmin at the same time.

"Corpse Qi Underworld Wave!"

"Scarlet Poison Needle!"

In the face of the combined attack of the two saints, the brahmin sat still and did not move, put his hands together on his chest, and saw a golden light, and countless phantoms of gods and Buddhas appeared in the sky.

"Heavenly Demon Surrender!"

Dismusk and Miro immediately flew back faster than they rushed out, plowing a deep ravine in the grass.

"This small cosmic ......"

"It's a strong ......"

Even if the two of them had the golden holy clothes to protect their bodies, they were completely blindfolded by this blow, and they couldn't get up when they were staggering on the ground.

Ying Luo gloated and said, "Silly, this guy is not something you can deal with." โ€

Miro said with a bitter face: "You already knew?"

Yingluo nodded: "Hmm." โ€

Dismask said angrily: "Then why don't you say it." โ€

"You didn't ask!"

Miro and Dis Musk rolled their eyes when they heard this, and almost didn't catch their breath.

"Okay, okay, you can't die anyway with the golden holy clothes. As the saying goes, suffering is a blessing, at least you know that there is a sky outside the sky, don't you?" Yingluo comforted.

"It's not you who suffers, of course you say so. โ€

"That's it, you can do it!"

Yingluo said with a smile: "Look, immediately the IQ will rise, and you will use the radical method." โ€

Miro and Diese refused to admit it: "What kind of agitation, I don't understand." You just say you can't get in!"

"Come on, why not. Yingluo moved his shoulders, licked his lips and said, "It's the first time I've seen a guy whose realm is higher than strength, even if you don't say it, I'll meet him!"

The world of Saint Seiya is full of fierce people who can open mountains and crack the ground, but that is because the power provided by the small universe is too strong. The setting of this world itself is like this, as long as you comprehend the small universe and reach the sixth sense, you can play the speed of sound, and when you reach the seventh sense, you can play the speed of light punch. Although the strength increases quickly, the consequence is that the realm is insufficient.

It's like the current gold, which is completely used as a meteor hammer for the chain of missiles, and the use of power is extremely rough.

Brahman, on the other hand, is about the middle of the seven senses in his own small universe, but his means of using power are extremely ingenious. It is often a point of force that makes a lot of work. Just now, he also very skillfully hit the weak points of Miro and Dis, so that he could easily repel the two.

Ying Luo stepped forward with a big grin and asked, "That Tianzu Star Shudra was sent to the Holy Realm by you, right?"

The brahmin nodded: "Exactly!"

"It's good if you admit it, I'm afraid I'm looking for the wrong person. Yingluo nodded, and said with a righteous and awe-inspiring chest: "The Buddha said: Come and don't be rude! I'm here to destroy you today!"

The brahmin shook his head: "The Buddha did not say this. "The Vaishyas and Kshatriyas were about to cry when they heard this, and they said in their hearts, boss, that your focus is a little wrong, and the second half of the sentence is the point!

Yingluo also paused for a moment, scratched his head and said, "What, didn't the Buddha say it?" Miro and Dis also covered their faces on the side, the second half of the sentence is the point, the second half of the sentence!

The little monk was familiar with the scriptures and was very sure that the Buddha had not said this. โ€

Yingluo spread his hands: "Okay, from now on, I said what he said, then he said it!"

The brahman's eyes lit up: "Self-comparison Buddha, why are you a reptile at the peak of the six senses?"

Yingluo smiled, disappeared from the spot in an instant, as if breaking through the space, and came directly to the Brahmin, raising his hand and punching the other party's face.

Hearing only a thud, the brahmin was like a stone on the water, bouncing up and falling on the earth, falling and bouncing, rising and falling several times, before he plunged his hand into the ground, pulled out a deep ravine, and finally stopped.

Another mouth, popping out three bloody teeth.

"Handbrake? Pretty creative. Yingluo shook his fist.

The Vaishyas and Kshatriyas came to their senses and hurriedly called for "Lord" and ran over.

The brahmin waved his hand, signaling that it didn't matter, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a leaky voice: "It's the little monk who has lost his eyes, but I didn't expect the female benefactor to have reached the point where he can't look like him, it's really gratifying!"

Yingluo clenched his fists and said impatiently: "Monk, I'm not in the mood to play dumb riddles with you." Either use your real skills to fight me, or stick out the dog's head and obediently die, you can choose one!"

The brahmin sighed and spoke: "In the past, the great god of the burning heavens claimed to be the original man, with a thousand heads, a thousand eyes, and a thousand feet, and was the immortal lord of everything in the present, past, and future. The Shudras are the feet, the weakest in strength, the Vaishyas are the legs, which are slightly stronger, the Kshatriyas are the arms, and further, the Brahmins are the heads, which are unique. โ€

Yingluo said that he didn't understand: "What do you mean, do you mean that you are the best?"

The brahmin shook his head: "Among the four ranks, I am honored, but if the four are one, then the original person will reappear, comparable to the gods, and even Athena will give three points." Even so, donor, do you still want to be obsessed?"

Mirรณ and Dice stopped doing it as soon as they heard it: "Fart, what a god who burns the sky, I haven't heard of it, and the goddess has to give three points, do you want us to laugh to death?"

Yingluo also said: "I don't believe it either, but when you say this, I am more curious." โ€

The brahmin recited the Buddha's name: "Come on, since you have a literary fight with Shakya, let's have a martial arts fight with you, the donor." You must know that the Buddha Gate not only has a bodhisattva with low eyebrows, but also an angry-eyed Vajra! Today, let you see the power of the Burning Sky Lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge universe rose from him, and the small universes of the Vaishyas and Kshatriyas, and then even the small universe of the Shudras in Greece flew through time and space. The small universe of the four people intertwined and expanded exponentially, finally forming a huge angry King Kong, which slapped Ying Luo with a slap.

Hearing a boom, the whole earth trembled, grass clippings and dirt flew all over the sky, Yingluo jumped into the air, but I didn't expect that although the giant was big, but the action was fast, one turned around and folded his hands, and slapped Yingluo between his hands like a mosquito, and then raised his hands high, and smashed down to the ground!

"Burning Heaven's Fury!"

The tremendous force created a strong shock wave, forming a wave of grass on the ground, spreading in a circle and spreading in all directions. With the drop point in the center, the earth was smashed into a huge deep pit, and because of the pressure, even the rocks were melted, forming a small magma pool, emitting a large amount of water vapor outward.

Miro and Dismask opened their mouths wide and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.

The brahmin grieved and said, "It is sad that another life has been lost because of me. Two junior disciples, please join me in chanting the sutra for the deceased a thousand times, and wish her an early ascension to Bliss!"

Vaishya: "As it should be. โ€

Kshatriya: "Great good, great good!"

The three of them sat cross-legged as they spoke, reciting scriptures, shaking their heads, and looking compassionate and compassionate.

But before the three of them could say a few words, the brahmin's face changed greatly, and he jumped up and instantly retreated dozens of meters. The Vaishyas and Kshatriyas, on the other hand, were not so lucky, and were directly pierced through their chests by two black shadows that fell from the sky, and they were nailed to the ground and killed on the spot.

The brahmin fixed his eyes and saw that the two black shadows were actually two long swords, with red handles and white sheaths, exuding the sword aura of Sensen, just looking at it, it made people feel a tingling in their eyes!

"Hey, don't recite scriptures to the living!" a familiar voice sounded, and Miro and Diston were excited.

Yingluo walked out of the thick fog, a trail of blood running down his cheek on his forehead. She touched her chin and said, "It turns out that the peak of the seventh sense can still get back the previous power, if you hadn't given me this, I wouldn't have known." Anyway, what a door, thank you!"

She blinked her eyes after speaking: "As a thank you gift, please go to hell as a guest!"