Chapter 65: The Monk of the Truth Flower
Guo Erli and Du Xuan were very angry, so they burst into foul language towards Monk Hua. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It's just that the flower monk is really different, as if he didn't hear the angry roar of the two, but stared at the purple yarn fortune teller with affection, and said gently: "Presumably the purple yarn Bodhisattva is very tired at this time, it just so happens that the little monk is proficient in the bundle of Gu Tianzhu massage, it is better to go to him with the little monk and have a good rest!" ā
As soon as these words came out, not only the two people in the Qingluan Hall were speechless, but even the six players in Jerusalem looked at the flower monk with a strange look at the husky.
Is this man a comic?
Although Muhammad had shared information about the Flower Monk with his teammates, nothing was known except that the Flower Monk studied at the Sky Monastery and was the brother of a drunken Arhat. Muhammad commented on him as mysterious, but not fearful. Because all the players who have come into contact with it have been deeply "impressed" by its monk-like appearance and the inner nature of the demon in the color, and have had several conflicts with people, but all of them have been defeated without exception.
"You son of a, if you say more, believe it or not, I'll tear your bones apart!"
Guo Erli twisted his rattling fingers, looking like he was doing what he said.
Du Xuan silently took out a dagger, which was attached to the precious death butterfly powder that he had been reluctant to waste.
However, the members of Jerusalem were very happy to see the infighting in the temple of Qingluan, and the soothsayer and April did not continue the pursuit, but poured potions vigorously. However, the soothsayer was more concerned about Monk Hua's previous words, and the news that she became Dylan was tightly sealed, how did that monk know?
Hearing Guo Erli's threat, Monk Hua really didn't say anything, and stood in place with his hands folded, just a pair of peach blossom eyes still staring at the purple veil of the soothsayer from time to time.
"I think it's time to put things in order!"
Seeing this, Du Xuan said to Guo Erli with a little sadness, and the latter nodded in agreement, although the two of them had no restraint at this time and could escape to the passage behind them, but because the flower monk was separated by Jerusalem on the other side, they still couldn't make up their minds to leave this veritable flower monk.
After fighting for a long time, the two who were a little tired did not attack again, but seized the time to recover their state, although Guo Erli and April's situation was half a catty, but Du Xuan was absolutely invincible to five professional players. As for the flower monk? He has been ignored by the indignant two.
The time to drink the potion did not last long, and Jerusalem, which had regrouped in formation, responded to the three Qingluan with a strong attitude. Except for the voodoo mage, the other five people all faced Guo Erli and Du Xuan, who were like trapped beasts, and the battle began.
April's state has been greatly reduced after the madness, but this does not prevent her from competing with Guo Erli in a power competition, and as for Du Xuan, who shuttles through the shadow world, it is not a problem for assassins and demon hunters to snipe at the same time under the guidance of the prophetic talent of the soothsayer.
Although the flower monk on the other side successfully passed the inheritance test, his previous frivolous posture made the members of Jerusalem subconsciously contempt. In addition, the voodoo mage is not weak, so with the assistance of the soothsayer, he can deal with the flower monk alone.
The voodoo mage with a hideous mask and a body that was greatly deformed and rickety, had a very cold temperament, with many poisonous images depicted on his dark skin, and a strange brown beehive in his hand, from which he could occasionally see a swarm of black bees with poisonous hooks emerge.
The voodoo mage looked at the flower monk who pretended to be a decent person with a gloomy look in his eyes, inadvertently showing disdain, and at the same time there was anger and hatred buried in the depths. The soothsayer was a special presence in Jerusalem, and everyone, including Muhammad, tried his best to protect the interests of the purple veil woman, and this voodoo mage who did not dare to be flattered in appearance was secretly obsessed with the soothsayer, so when everyone was discussing who would deal with the flower monk, he first volunteered to stand up.
When he besieged Guo Erli and Du Xuan before, his magic was repeatedly interrupted, and although his spirit was a little bad, he didn't lose much, so he now dealt with Monk Hua almost in full swing.
"If you dare to snatch the inheritance of the soothsayer, I will make you pay the price!"
The voodoo muttered in a voice that he could only hear, and to others it sounded like a strange spell of a voodoo mage.
Hearing that behind him, the five teammates had already sounded the horn to besiege the Qingluan, and the voodoo mage couldn't wait to launch the offensive, and there was a chilling green glow spreading and growing in his hands, and one by one the irascible poisonous bees poured out of the hives everywhere, surrounding the voodoo mage, absorbing the energy in the green glow.
The speed of these poisonous bees has become larger or smaller visible to the naked eye, but without exception, there is a deep green on the deadly bee needle, which does not represent life, only endless death, and at the same time, the face of the poisonous bee gradually deformed, as if wearing a hideous ghost face.
The soothsayer in charge of directing and assisting the audience frowned slightly, because she found that the voodoo mage wanted to use the most vicious method to kill the monk who was outrageous, but before he died, he was stung with pus by poisonous bees, and he must have experienced great pain before he died.
Although the system has greatly weakened the pain, this inhuman torture is not something that anyone can bear. At least the soothsayer knows that the player who is cast this method by the voodoo mage has no less than double digits of people who have a shadow and dare to log in to the game for a long time.
There are more and more ghost-faced poisonous bees around the voodoo mage, the buzz is like thunder, shaking irregularly in the air, and the terrifying ghost-faced looks at the flower monk who has no action from afar, which is very strange.
"Yes, that's it!" The voodoo mage didn't see the flower monk's lips move rapidly, and the corners of his mouth under the mask showed a wicked smirk, "Quietly wait for death and accept the call of the Peaceful Land." ā
The Quiet Place is a sacred place for voodoo mages, similar to the derivative world of the Soul Realm, where all voodoo mages fly to the Quiet Land after their death, as well as souls killed by voodoo mages. The exception to this is the player who is killed, except that the voodoo mage is used to treating his prey in this way.
"Fly, fly, my darlings!"
The Voodoo Mage's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his withered finger and pointed directly at the flower monk not far away, and roared in a deep voice: "Go and surround him, devour him, and send his soul to a peaceful place!" ā
Buzz!
The incessant buzz, like the noise of a heavy motorcycle, echoed through the narrow passageway, causing everyone except the opposing sides to frown.
The ghost-faced poisonous bee danced wildly in the air, the trajectory was changeable, there was no regularity at all, the speed of the larger poisonous bee was slightly slow, but the momentum was terrifying, like a flying missile, and the slight speed of the insect body was like lightning, and it flew in front of the flower monk in an instant.
However, until this moment, the Voodoo mage could already foresee the miserable appearance of the flower monk, but the latter seemed to stand still without realizing it.
However, the development of the battle was somewhat unexpected.
When those tiny ghost-faced poisonous bees showed their stingers and prepared to land at high speed and stab at Monk Hua, the latter's mouth suddenly heard a loud Buddha voice.
Pro!
The words of the Vajrasattva mantra in the mouth are like thunder, the seal of the king of the Ming is like lightning in the hand, and a solemn Dharma statue appears in an instant behind the flower monk, with his hands folded, his head hanging slightly, and he stares at all directions with compassionate eyes.
Those poisonous bees fearlessly rushed straight at the golden Buddha's dazzling flower monk, and then simply turned into green smoke and disappeared into the world, so fast that the voodoo mage could not react at all.
His expression changed suddenly, and the voodoo mage knew that he and his team members had underestimated Monk Hua too much, so he hurriedly urged the hive in his hand to control the return of those huge ghost-faced poisonous bees.
However, the flower monk did not move, and he moved like thunder.
The two seals of the inner and outer lion seals come out at the same time, the heart mantra of the third Ming King and the mantra of the Vajrasattva Dharma body are chanted together, the solemn eyes of the Dharma are round, and the eyes of the solemn law are open, making the appearance of the angry eyes of the Vajra, with the words "Lin" and "Bing" blurted out, a Buddha light left from the chest, raised his hand for the sky, covered the ground, and killed all the surviving ghost-faced poisonous bees with one palm.
In another step, Monk Hua came to the frightened voodoo mage, and with another palm, the voodoo mage's soul returned to the land of tranquility.
"Amitabha!"
The indifferent Buddha sounded, and the needles in the field could be heard, whether it was the Qingluan people or the members of Jerusalem, they all looked at the flower monk who had taken away the Buddha's light with a dull face, as if he was only traveling a few tens of meters, and there were no other movements and changes.
"The monks are compassionate, and the little monk has committed the precept of killing, sin, sin!"
Monk Hua said with a regretful face.
"I'll give full marks for this thirteen!" Du Xuan, who was fighting side by side with Guo Erli, couldn't help but rub the other party, and sighed, "Those few words just now are very good, are you still going to dismantle his bones?" ā
Guo Erli casually slapped the back of Du Xuan's head, and said slightly angrily: "Don't destroy the internal harmony, when did my uncle and I say that!?" ā