In the twenty-second section, Yang Xiong said: "Brother Wu......" He shouted, but he seemed to have ten thousand words in his throat, but he didn't know what to say.

Wu Ming turned his head and glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just sighed, and then said, "Let's go." Towards Yululi, who was getting farther and farther ahead, he raised his leg and chased after her.

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Turning over an ice cliff, Yululi stood stunned. Ahead is the sunny side of the snow-capped mountains, but the mountains are steep, and most of the snow has melted, revealing rugged horn peaks. The brown rocks were one by one, almost bald on the white snowy peaks. In the midst of the rocks, there is a huge ice mushroom. Icicles are stems with a diameter of about three meters. The rock is a mushroom head, and its shape is irregular oval.

On this huge ice mushroom, a young monk sits on the plate. The face is like white jade, the attitude is leisurely, and there is an eyebrow stick beside him. The snow was cold on the mountain, but he was only wearing a thin monk's robe, but he was as leisurely as if he was in his own temple. He raised his head, glanced at the scorching sun in the sky, and said slowly: "Female benefactor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is the back." One step forward, both hatred, ignorance, demons, and vows. Female benefactor, please go back. ”

Under the ice mushrooms, there were more than a dozen people lying horizontally. He sat cross-legged on the top and talked eloquently, but if he did not move the Ming King, it seemed that Mount Tai would collapse, and the river would not move a single bit, and he had a might.

When Youluli saw this scene, she couldn't help but have a little speculation in her heart. Unconsciously took a step back and shouted, "The wild monk from there, what are you crazy about here?" Get out of the way quickly, or else this girl's whip won't recognize anyone. ”

This monk doesn't look like a wild monk no matter how you look at it, and it doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. She couldn't help but regret it for a while, she knew that she should have called the wood together. It's just that this person is also hateful, in front of so many people and that little musician, this makes me put my face there? Other people's hearts, uncle, and master all know it, how will I behave in the future? Thinking of this, she hated it even more in her heart, and it seemed that the monk opposite was not so afraid of people.

The monk slowly stood up on the ice mushroom, raised his hand, dusted off his body, and said with an extremely elegant posture: "It seems that the donor is also like these laymen, obsessed, and can't say, the little monk can only be merciful and leave the donor to rest in this extremely cold place." ”

He said this slowly, like a breeze blowing in his face. But as he stood up, an invisible momentum suddenly dispersed. It was so overwhelming that Yululi almost suffocated, and almost wanted to run away, but turned around and ran. She took another step back with her left foot, and her right foot had just been raised. The thunder whip in his hand suddenly "buzzed". Her heart was shocked, and she scolded, and her right foot suddenly stomped like a hot iron. Plunged into the snow, knee-high.

Her pretty face had already changed color, and she shouted: "The temple dry heart technique, who are you the dead wood monk?" Who are you? ”

This dry heart technique was created by a dry monk, paying attention to dry skin, dry body, and dry heart. At the beginning of practice, the essence of the whole body shrank into the body, and suddenly goosebumps, even if it was a young man, he became a drooping old man. If you go further, you will wither, the muscles of the whole body will atrophy, and all your skills will be attributed to the dantian, and the marketing bones will stand like a dying man. Many people can't get over this hurdle, but once they break through, they will return to the basics, and their youth will remain forever, like twenty people.

It's just that this dry heart technique is very difficult to practice, and it takes a breakthrough to break through the seven sections to have the effect of returning to the basics. Therefore, only those monks who sit in the temple are suitable. Looking at this person, it is obvious that he has broken through the seventh stage and reached the realm of returning to the basics.

The monk was as tall as a pine, and said proudly: "The little monk is bitter, and the master of the dead wood is the family teacher." ”

Youluli slowly pulled out her right foot, exhaled and said, "It turned out to be a big disciple of Deadwood, no wonder." ”

She has been learning art with her master since she was a child, and she has taken it as her mission to revitalize the Southern Barbarian Kingdom. Persia, on the other hand, had a feud with the Southern Barbarians, which was naturally the primary target of the master's attention. This bitter water monk is talented and intelligent, and has long been famous in Persia, and the master has long been nagging out of the cocoon in her ears, but she has always been on the same side, but she didn't expect to meet someone here today.

Although the painstaking monk is already in the late seventh stage, he has barely touched the edge of "returning to the basics and returning to oneness", but after all, he is less than thirty years old. It is inevitable that the cultivation of the heart is not enough, and when I hear the girl on the other side tell her origin, I will inevitably be proud. He put his hands together and said, "In this way, I will ask the female benefactor to make it convenient with the little monk, and the little monk is grateful." ”

Before he knew the words, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the whole bald head jumped suddenly. His heart was suddenly shocked, and he lightly pronounced a Buddha horn, and his right foot suddenly kicked the ground, and the person was like a spinning top, turning sharply to the left. I saw a long whip glowing with a blue light, whistling past the place where I had just stood. With a "snap", it was pumped on the mushroom stone, and a whip mark about the depth of a thumb suddenly appeared.

Although the others flashed, the entire forehead was still a burning pain, as if it had been injured by the attribute power attached to the whip. Rao is his concentration is amazing, and he is also shocked and angry at this time.

He let out a low snort, hooked his left foot, and the eyebrow stick lying on the ground suddenly jumped up like an electric shock. He took a step back with his right foot, leaned sideways, and grabbed the other end of the stick with his right hand. An "immortal guide" poked straight at Yululi in the air.

Youluli was originally a fiery person, and when she chased and killed Wu Ming, she was a little unsatisfactory, and she was all slammed, not to mention that when she met this "long-awaited bitter water monk", it was when "enemies met each other, and they were extremely red", in line with the principle of striking first. While the monk was distracted, he pounced with all his strength. I thought that even if I didn't draw this monk in half, I would have to make the other party suffer a little injury.

That knew that this monk not only had a powerful mouth, but also a body like a swimming fish, flashing her mortal whip. At this time, seeing the other party's stick drawn, she was in the air, but it was difficult to dodge, and she couldn't help but scream in her heart. Just closing her eyes and waiting for death is not her usual style. Until now, I have to fight him.

In the midst of the crisis, he had to bite with his silver teeth. With a shake of his right hand, the whip was as agile as a snake, and the whip body rolled upside down, and it was lit at the root of the bitter water monk's ear. This is a lose-lose style of play, even if the bitter water monk pokes Youluli with this stick, but the root of the ear has to be pointed at by the other party.

It's just that the root of this ear is extremely close to the temple, once it is whipped by the whip, even if the dry heart technique of the bitter water monk has been completed, and the body is stronger than gold and iron, he does not dare to try lightly. I had to flash sideways again, and let the whip pass slightly. The stick in his hand was in chaos, and he could no longer continue to point in, so he changed the point to sweep, just sealing the figure of Yululi jumping onto the mushroom stone.

After a pause, Yululi had already reacted, and her right hand was pulled upward, and the thunder whip was like a thunderbolt, and the electric light lingered all around her body. Just met the other party's blow to his chest. There was a soft sound of "poof", and the Qi Mei stick just swept the whip body, and the whip suddenly bent. Kushui felt that this stick was like defeating leather, and it was soft and lacklush.

At this time, Yululi's true breath had already been vented, and with the momentum of the opponent's blow, like a big bird, it fell to the ground. The place where he settled was still the same as before, as if it had not moved at all.

Yululi put the thunder whip away, then handed it to her left hand, and her right hand skillfully pulled the whip a little and wrapped it around the front. Then give it a gentle pat. In her hand, the whip turned into a big bow nearly half a person high, which was the thunder bow that almost made Wu Ming suffer a big loss last time. She held the bow with her right hand, flicked it lightly on the bowstring with her left hand, and said in a rambling voice: "Little monk, you don't want me to go up, don't regret it." ”

The thunder bow flicked past her, and a light purple lightning rose from her finger, and then flashed away from the bow.

Standing on the ice mushroom, the face of the bitter heart changed, and he put his hands together and said, "Thunder Bow?!" The female benefactor finally came. "This Daya Snow Mountain, originally at the junction of the two countries, the first thing Persia has to defend, it must be the Southern Barbarians, at this time, when I saw the other party show off its signature weapon, I naturally recognized it at a glance.

Youluli's rich little mouth turned up, and she smiled proudly: "Little monk, since you know this bow, you should know how powerful this bow is, and if you block my way again, don't blame me for being rude." She was not very old, she screamed as a little monk, but she didn't know that she was younger than the other party.

Having said that, she had already taken out a slender arrow shaft from the leather bag at her waist and stretched out her bow to shoot the arrow. Only a dull bowstring sound was heard, and the slender arrow body suddenly turned into a purple lightning bolt, and flew towards the bitter water monk of the mushroom stone mountain.

Although the bitter water did not reach the eighth stage, it was also the late stage of the seventh stage. The rank is already slightly higher than Youluli, and she is nearly thirty years old, and she has fought countless battles in her life, which is much richer than Youluli's fighting experience in the mountains for a long time. Just now he was caught off guard by Youluli, and under the fear, he had already cheered up.

At this time, seeing the other party's arrow coming, he shouted in a low voice: "It's a good time." With a kick of his feet, the man had risen diagonally into the sky, and the arrow suddenly grazed the soles of his feet and flew towards the void. His feet alternated in the air, as if he were swimming in the water, but he leapt past the birds and swooped down on Yululi.

The man was in the air, holding his eyebrows high with both hands, and the stick was danced into an afterimage by him, splitting Huashan with one force, and smashing it down on Youluli with a stick.

The power of this stick to rush forward and fall is amazing. Yululi naturally didn't dare to take it hard, and in desperation, she had to flash to the side.

The stick of painstaking mind seems to be imposing, but he is deeply influenced by Buddhism and is not a bloodthirsty person. Eighty percent of the ten forces in this stick are fake, and his purpose is just to get close to Youluli's body, and the waiter grabs Youluli and prevents the other party from going up the mountain. In this way, the task assigned to him by the master has also been achieved, and naturally everyone is happy.

The Thunder Whip in Yululi's hand has been turned into a Thunder Bow, this thing is a long-range divine weapon, and it is much easier than the Thunder Whip when it is close to you. As long as you get close to the opponent's body, entangle yourself to the death, and don't give the opponent a chance to turn into a whip, a qiē will naturally be caught.

It's just that he thinks easily, and Yululi doesn't cooperate. As soon as her body hit the ground, Yululi had already picked up the big bow, rounded it, and swept it towards her waist. Above the bowstring, the thunder was so loud that it was about to be smashed. Even if it is really a piece of wood, it is estimated that it will immediately become coke. Fortunately, he had already left eight points of strength, and as soon as the momentum of the stick changed, he met the opponent's big bow with a backhand.

"Boom-"

The bows and sticks intersected, making a tooth-aching sound. Yululi only felt a huge force, carrying the momentum of mountains and seas, coming from the bow. She secretly said in her heart: This monk is so dark. The man had been bounced off by the bowstring and had flown up. It's just that this force is very great, she adjusts her body in the air, and it is difficult to maintain her balance, and it seems that she will inevitably fall into a mess.

Just thinking about it, her body suddenly tightened, and a pair of warm hands had already caught her in the air. The voice that made people love and hate sounded in my ears: "You girl, who is this monk?" ”

Her heart also flew up, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart: This monk is really, I don't know the key point to start, it's better to let me vomit some more blood.