As soon as the shadow of the Buddha appeared, all doubts disappeared in an instant.

Martial arts, moves, are the core of winning in the second rate. But when it comes to the first class, spiritual cultivation is overwhelming.

A Zen master who has a clear mind and has become a Buddha by himself, who is qualified to comment on it.

The junior brother looked at the illusory Buddha shadow with a solemn face. Where the freaks that pop up are first-class without saying a word, and they are clear at all, which makes the players who fight every day on the rivers and lakes how to deal with themselves.

"Master... Haven't fought before? ”

The junior brother still couldn't help but ask the question that everyone was holding back in their hearts.

"Yes, I didn't want to kill at first, but later my classmates thought I was stupid, and no one was willing to accompany me."

Stupid? Countless old blood spurted out from the field.

Nima, you're all first-class, and the one who doesn't open your eyes thinks you're stupid.

"And you're leveling up?"

"Don't kill, don't kill sentient beings. Players, NPCs, do you think there's a difference? ”

The junior brother thought about his pit master and the people in Kunlun, and subconsciously shook his head.

"Martial arts can be upgraded if you practice slowly, so why bother to deprive others of their lives. Experience, reading the Bible, sprinkling and sweeping are all there, and why bother. ”

When the junior brother heard this, he didn't feel anything. On the contrary, Wang Qing looked back with a face full of unbearable eyes.

I think of the days when I first entered the game and was trapped on the mountain. Yes, every time you practice martial arts, you will have a certain amount of experience. Reading the Dao Collection, in addition to improving the Dao mind, is not without experience. There are also a lot of small tasks in the sect, and even there is experience in drawing talismans.

But that bit of experience is a drop in the bucket, in addition to tempering the mind, it is a kind of torture to rely on it to upgrade.

Wang Qing's eyes unconsciously filled with admiration.

Admiring a person is not about how great the other person has done, but precisely what the other person has done that he can't do.

Of course, admiration is admiration, and it does not mean recognition.

The reason why Kunlun wanted to trap these young disciples back then was mainly to grind the impetuous spirit of the young man. In fact, this restriction is not strict, and the degree is mainly determined by the masters. Back then, Wang Qingbu took advantage of the master's descent from the mountain to follow him, and only then did he brush up enough levels in advance.

This is not Dao Shi's favoritism, but a small accommodation within the rules after determining that Wang Qingdao is firm and calm.

As for killing, Taoists do not support or oppose it. The only requirement is not to break the natural cycle and kill lightly. Just like fishing without catching seedlings, hunting without harming the young.

All things are based on the heart, and the heart must not be blinded by killing.

Not to mention Wang Qing's mood, the field ushered in a climax with the end of the Q&A.

The junior brother has grown up.

This is simply a slaughter of a single dog on the scene.

As mentioned earlier, the artistic conception of the younger brother is his daughter-in-law.

With the appearance of the heroic phantom of the younger brother and daughter-in-law, it aroused the cheers of the women in the audience.

It's so fucking romantic.

What is the artistic conception, the environment is the thought in the heart, and the meaning is the situation. This is an open announcement in front of all martial arts forces, I only have you in my heart. The flesh is chilling.

If you ask about such a feat, how many women can resist. The first husband of Wulin, deserves his name.

But the matter is not over yet, the yin and yang mirror on the left hand of the junior brother flashed, and the two phantoms, one black and one white, gradually took shape, and the figures of the junior and younger couple were faintly visible.

It's just that these two are a lot more illusory than the artistic conception of the junior and younger brothers, and there is only black and white monochrome, and there is no lifelike artistic conception.

Wang Qing knew that it didn't take long for his junior brother to become first-class, and it would take time to build a yin-yang mirror. Thinking about his gossip purple silk fairy clothes, he knows that this yin-yang mirror is not ready to use. I don't know what the role of the junior brother in recruiting these two burdens.

Immediately, the junior brother taught Wang Qing a lesson. A faint will spread from the junior brother, hooking up the three phantoms.

Formation, Wang Qing almost forgot, unlike himself who is so unlearned and unskilled, the junior and younger brothers are all members of the formation, and they played the positive and negative formations at the beginning. It's just that later, the younger brother and daughter-in-law gradually became crooked, and was led to the military line by the eldest grandson. But the junior brother is still single-minded in the formation.

As the formation intent was linked, the junior and younger disciples complemented each other with themselves, and the phantom gradually solidified.

Four Elephant Demon Punishment Array!

One person forms a formation, and the group fights alone and is the king's choice.

The audience has lost its voice, who has ever seen a heads-up in the ring with a formation, and said that it was a good heads-up? Co-author, it's someone who singles out a group of you.

But I can't find fault with it, who can deny that the incarnation of artistic conception is not the strength of others?

Huidong, who was watching the game from the audience, had his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hui Ye, who was surrounded by the formation, looked indifferent and was unmoved.

Seeing that the junior brother launched an offensive, the sword light and shield shadow were overwhelming.

Hui Ye calmly waved a palm.

This palm was unremarkable, as if it was just a casual wave.

It's just that the Buddha statue behind it also waved a palm.

Immeasurable light, immeasurable longevity.

In an instant, the Buddha's light shone, and the ring that was reflected for a while was like a Buddha realm in the world.

It's a pity that as soon as the Buddha's light came out, it was blocked by the four-elephant spirit beast mapped by the formation.

The four elephant spirit beasts suddenly rushed up, collided together, and turned into black and white.

The four images are reversed and the two instruments are reversed, and a huge black and white flowing Tai Chi is covered in the air, suppressing the overflowing Buddha light.

One second, two seconds...

The confrontation lasted less than five seconds before the two dissipated.

The vision dissipated, leaving only two extremely embarrassed figures on the stage.

Hui Ye sat on the ground, could only sit cross-legged, and straightened his waist with his last strength, not falling into the demeanor of a monk.

The junior brother has a knife and can barely stand.

Fighting for this, both of them have run out of oil and lamps, and they have no power to strike.

The martial arts celebrity in charge of the referee stepped forward to ask what the two meant.

Hui Ye simply admitted that he was unable to fight anymore and chose to admit defeat.

But the junior brother smiled bitterly, and he was powerless to fight anymore, and he didn't want to take advantage of this.

It's not that he is stereotypical, but he mainly thinks that the next one will be Wang Qing's little sister. That girl is a well-known drug addict, and she can't recover from it. Rather than being abused, it is better to be a single person and have a good reputation.

So, the martial arts celebrity asked again and again, and finally officially announced a draw, and the two were out together.

Of course, no one on the scene dared to underestimate the two because the two were out, and the level of this competition was so high that the NPCs present were in a cold sweat.

But it cooled someone.

The little sister had a bye and robbed Wang Qing's backpack of the food carefully prepared by Windsor. happily ignored the mouthful of food, and warmly sent Wang Qing and Xu Xianxiao on stage.

Wang Qing glared at his little sister, and left a cruel sentence angrily.

"Girl, wait, my brother has cleaned up this squirrel, and I'll clean you up."

The two stood still in the ring, and with the sound of a gong, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the axe shadow flickered.

It's a pity that the magnificent battle caused a burst of boos from the audience.

Your uncle, when we were blind, it didn't rain when it thundered, and it lasted for a minute, and the two of us didn't touch each other at once. It's completely each fighting its own thing, showing martial arts.

As the boos grew, the two had to stop performing.

Nima, the current audience is too difficult to serve, and Lao Tzu's actor-level acting skills can't be satisfied.

The two looked at each other, forget it, let's fight. ()

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