6 said nonsense: "This septic blood rotten muscle pill, among you, some of you may have heard of it. ”

Zu Qianqiu said: "Yes, it turned out that I heard that it was a unique medicine of the Hundred Medicine Gate, but I didn't expect that it was also preserved in the Medicine King Courtyard of Shaolin Temple." ”

6 nodded lightly and said: "I don't know what the effect of the Septic Blood Rotten Muscle Pill of the Hundred Medicine Gate is, but this Shaolin Temple's Septic Rotten Muscle Pill, I can be regarded as having opened my eyes." That Juba Gyatso took the pill, but after a while, suddenly the stench around the body overflowed, getting thicker and thicker, the Shaolin monks on the side vomited several times, and were immediately carried down for treatment, this medicine is strange and weird, it is really incredible, the previous few medicines, I carefully reasoned about it, but I can figure it out one or two, but this medicine is so stinky after eating, its mystery is strange, it is really very reasonable and can be measured. ”

Someone laughed and said, "Isn't it possible to add yellow and white things?" ”

6 shook his head lightly and said: "It smells a thousand times worse than that, and according to what I have checked, this medicine is not among the miasma and Gu, which is really incomprehensible......"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but prop up his chin with one hand in contemplation, and after a long while, he sighed, shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about this first, just say that this Juba Gyatso took this pill, and the stench was permeated, and after a while, the black gas all around his body was vertical and horizontal, and it was constantly discharged, and a strange fragrance was born on his body, which constantly diluted the stench. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the two fingers of his right hand were also gently clasped together, making a flower, smiling warmly. What kind of martial arts is that? ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look up at a monk in the corner, the monk didn't seem to be very old, only about thirty years old, dressed in tattered monk's robes, very dirty, but he sat there in a proper manner, hanging his head, looking at his feet, as if he wanted to seek some answer from the pair of broken straw sandals.

The people in the martial arts beside him were far away from him, as if they were afraid that the lice on his body would crawl on him.

The monk noticed that 6 was staring at him with a pair of eyes, and immediately said honestly: "Could it be the flower finger passed down by Venerable Kasya?" …… No, no, this flower finger is Shaolin martial arts, and it has no effect on luck, I really don't know his method. After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the person next to him: "Little thief, do you know what kind of martial arts it is?" ”

The man who was called the thief kept his head down and kept silent, and no one else could see his face, and when he saw someone calling him, he said angrily: "I don't know, but 6 chicks must know, even if he doesn't know, he can find out." ”

6 slapped the fan on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "You call me a chicken again!" But when he raised his eyes and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he couldn't help but hold back his anger and said: "Okay, what kind of martial arts this is, I really don't know, but I have a friend called the old man, he guessed some, this kung fu may be Bodhi Liuli Gong, after practice, it is invincible, the body is like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and flawless, it is the supreme yoga tantra of the Western Regions Tantra." ”

Qu Feiyan shouted: "He has practiced such kung fu, how can Shaolin Temple compare his poison skills?" ”

6 Glancing at Qu Feiyan, he seemed to be dissatisfied with her interjection, and immediately raised his voice and continued: "When the monks of Shaolin Temple saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at each other, and after discussing for a while, the monk Fangxin retreated, and a senior monk of the sect came down. ”

"The monk's face was full of wrinkles, he walked tremblingly, he was not a hundred years old, he was ninety-nine, he was already old, he came up without his name, I don't know what his name is. I saw him stretch out his hand, and a pyre suddenly fell on the open space in front of him......"

The person who was called a thief before couldn't help but exclaim: "Strange, strange, Shaolin Temple is trying to take away my job?" ”

Someone next to him laughed: "You are not the only one who is born in the world to play tricks, and there are also masters in the Hengshan faction." ”

The thief sneered, as if he was quite disdainful of the tricks of the Hengshan faction, but he immediately kept silent.

6While the two of them were talking, he took a sip of tea, and said: "The old monk swollen the sleeves of his robe, and said, 'Offended,' and saw that in the silence, the pyre was on fire, and in a moment on the fire, two curling smokes, one white and one red, rose without wind, like two fiery snakes, and they couldn't help but stretch and tremble, and they swam towards Juba Gyatso from both sides, as if two big pythons opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues and bit him. ”

"The two clouds of smoke swam in the air, striking each other, and there was a soft sound of snorting, and I watched with my eyes wide open in the darkness, but I could only faintly see a pillar on each side of the fire, and the two puffs of smoke came out of the pillar."

"The old monk kept waving the sleeves of his robe, swinging like this, back and forth......" He was afraid that everyone would not understand, so he immediately got up and waved his sleeves to imitate, only to see that when he put away the hidden dew and leaned back to his back, he actually imitated that set of kung fu in a similar way.

When he ascended, someone in the building shouted: "This is the 'robe and demon subjugation' in the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin faction." ”

6 immediately laughed, stopped, and gave the man a thumbs up: "Good knowledge, I only think this kung fu is very unusual, but I really don't know what kung fu is." ”

The man was not surprised, but sighed and said: "My father is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, according to the rules of the door, you can choose a stunt when you go out of school, when my father was young and bullied, he chose this discipline to practice for thirty or fifty years, and it is useless when facing the enemy, but if it is as you said, he uses his sleeve to use this kung fu to control the smoke rising, this breeze is pure, and it is enough to stand alone in the world." ”

6 shook his head lightly and said: "I'm afraid it's not the case, that Juba Gyatso has a kung fu called 'Wind and Thunder Gong', and he also specializes in hurting people with the wind on his sleeves. ”

Qi Yufeng's heart moved, and he said in his heart that this "Wind and Thunder Gong" must have been made by the monk he met at the Nahua Fist Gate, and the apprentice of Juba Gyatso made the move so powerful, I really don't know how powerful Juba Gyatso is if he uses it.

Zu Qianqiu burped on the side, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't say anything else, the masters of this sect are poisonous, did Juba Gyatso block it?" ”

6 paused for a moment, nodded bitterly and said: "These two smokes are yin and yang, I am a hundred feet away from the direction of the white smoke, and I feel the cold air blowing on my face, and wherever the red smoke goes, those old monks are also eyebrows and beards, and they are all scorched, not to mention the junior monks of Shaolin nearby." As soon as these two clouds of smoke came out, most of the more than 3,000 people in the field dispersed, and counting the senior monks of other sects, there were only more than 200 people left who could still be within 30 zhang......"

When the monk wearing straw sandals heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "Good, good, this Xuan Bing is out of the fire, and there are more than 200 people who are not afraid of its torment. ”

Qi Yufeng said in his heart, the guests in this restaurant know a lot, and it seems that the martial arts are also good, I really don't know how these many strange guests got together.

6 raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Is this Xuan Bing Lihuo?" It turns out that there really is this set of things, and I thought that the things of the free school were all nonsense. ”

The monk nodded lightly and said, "Xuan Bing is away from the fire, but there are still some of them." ”

6 nodded lightly, no longer entangled, and immediately said, "This ...... Xuan Bing burned away from the fire on Najuba Gyatso's body, and it continued to swirl around him, like two long dragons, one white and one red, getting longer and longer, and the rotation became faster and faster, and in a short time, his body was drowned in it. "When I saw such a scene, I only felt that if I didn't look carefully, I would really live in vain, so I didn't care about being seen, so I slipped quietly along the foot of the wall, and stopped at a screen outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, only to feel that the white smoke occasionally swirled in front of me, and it was a strange cold to the bone, and the blood in my whole body seemed to be about to coagulate, and the pain in my head was unbearable; And if the red smoke floats over, but the white smoke rises, and the scorching smell scatters, my robe will be burned to rot by that trace of red smoke. ”

After that, 6 turned over the robe on his body, and everyone looked at it, and sure enough, there was a scorched yellow mark on it.

"I stood so far away, and all of them ended up like this, not to mention those old monks, half of them were snow-white, covered with frost, and their clothes were frozen and stiff; The other half was like a flame, and his beard was scorched yellow. One by one, their hands were clasped together, and they all carried out their internal strength and resisted each other. ”

When one of them heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What about Juba Gyatso in it, is he not dead?" ”

6 nodded lightly and said: "The achievement of tantric cultivation is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us, that Juba Gyatso was trapped by the two heavens of ice and fire for half an hour, but he was still full of energy, calm, and talked and laughed. ”

He and several monks kept arguing about the Fa, and after talking for a long time, when he saw that the smoke was no longer thicker and worse, he smiled and said, 'Is this the end?' The robe subdues the demons, and that's just it. ’”

After that, he immediately waved his sleeves, and pushed towards the fire, only to hear the sound of snorting, the red smoke in the fire, when he encountered the strange cold breath in the wind in his palm, it was extinguished in an instant, and then he raised his sleeves again, and three feet in front of him, there was no wind automatically, and the yellow sand and firewood branches on the ground swept like a yellow dragon, and the white smoke was extinguished invisibly.

When the old monk of the sect saw it, he raised his head to the sky and shouted, spit out a mouthful of blood, sat down on the ground, closed his eyes and frowned, and died immediately. ”

Everyone was surprised when they heard that the characters of the Shaolin Temple sect had passed away, and Zu Qianqiu couldn't help frowning and said: "The characters of the Shaolin Temple sect are only a few people, how can the Shaolin Temple stop here?" ”

6 said nonsense: "It's not just that you don't want to give up, you just can't give up." When the old monks of Shaolin Temple saw such a scene, they didn't care about the practice rules of kindness, and the crowd was furious, and when they surrounded Juba Gyatso, they had to rely on more to win......"

Zu Qianqiu shook his head and said, "Juba Gyatso has practiced martial arts to such an extent, even if there are many people, what can it do?" ”

6 said nonsense: "No, those monks have scorched eyebrows, their clothes are burned to tatters, wolves are extremely bèi, and their martial arts are not as good as the Mahayana king, but you are missing a person." ”

Zu Qianqiu pondered for a long time, knocked on the door of his head with a broken fan, and said hesitantly: "Master Fang Zheng? ”

6 thumb up, immediately smiled: "The wine jar is really knowledgeable, Master Fang Zheng is the Shaolin Temple's 'Yijin Sutra' descendant, a body of profound internal skills, out of the gods, if he can't defeat the enemy, this Shaolin may not exist." At the time......"

Just as he was halfway through his speech, a sudden wind swept up, and a person flashed into the restaurant, lifted the wine jug, poured himself a glass, and said coldly: "But even he may not be able to win the old man." ”

Everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they saw this person suddenly enter the room, and they couldn't help but be stunned, but they saw that this person was a middle-aged monk, but he was long and jade, and he was elegant, if it wasn't for the bald monk's robe, it was like a scholar's father, and he was really in the scholar's temperament, and there was a majestic color, but he was now with a bad face, a pair of eyes were crystal bright, even in this room, it was also scorching.

6 When he saw this person, he immediately didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up and arched his hand: "Welcome to the Mahayana King." (To be continued...)

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