The west is majestic, and the Kunlun is great......

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The shore of the Bohai Sea.

Wind and waves roll.

Looking from afar, it is only like water and sky meeting, the twilight clouds hang low, and the wind and thunder surge.

The turbid waves swept and flew down, slapping on the shore rocks, and immediately made a majestic sound.

"Wow-"

The water is raging.

"Click-"

Thick clouds and lightning flashes.

The rain was about to fall, but there were people on the shore.

An old monk with two locks of long eyebrows, a round head, wearing monk's robes, and a pestle in a hurry.

This monk is tall, with a copper-skinned face, bright eyes, and looks thin, but under the tight skin and flesh, it seems to have gathered unimaginable explosive power.

On the shoulders of the old monk, there is a little monk lying on his stomach, with a round head and a round brain, round eyes and a round body, and the flesh is also like a ball of meat, four or five years old, hugging the old monk's neck tightly, the corners of his mouth are stained with oil, eighty percent of them have just eaten meat, and they are still chirping at this time, and the aftertaste is non-stop.

"Baby, it's going to rain, hurry up!"

The old monk greeted.

The little monk hurriedly stopped sucking his fingers, and said "um" in his mouth.

Immediately saw that the old monk let go of the pace, strode up, the footsteps were like flying, a fierce step, it was actually running to three zhang away, a few steps down, the momentum became more and more urgent, like an arrow off the string, the feet were almost not touching the ground, so not amazing.

When I was running.

The old monk said "Huh", his pace was steep, a sallow face as copper skin was tense, and two bright eyes were cast next to a reef.

"Dead people?"

The monk frowned, sighed, and hurried to the beach.

"Baby, you wait here first!"

He flicked his ebony staff back, and he had picked the little monk to the ground lightly, and when the apprentice fell, he saw him shout, his legs were strong, and the stones and sand under his feet were immediately ground into powder, and then he suddenly jumped high, and smashed straight into the reef seven or eight feet away like an arrow from a string.

Seeing that he was approaching, he reached out with one hand and grabbed his fingers, and his five fingers were like the body of King Kong, suddenly sinking into the stone, his body was hanging in the air, and the other hand had already probed the ebony stick into the sea, and was picking the armpit of the man in the water.

"Up!"

Immediately see the water splashing.

One person was already splashed with seawater in response, and as soon as the volley flipped in the air, he was carried by the old monk on his shoulder.

The old monk's five fingers are loosened again, and then the palm is lucky, and a single palm is slapped on the reef, "click", a five-finger clear, well-defined palm print, which is imprinted on it, with the power of recoil, the monk's big sleeves are stretched, shaped like a bird, and actually floated back, the action is smooth, so not good.

When he turned the man on his shoulder, he saw that this person was handsome and handsome, and he looked like a young man, but what kind of name was this half-black and half-white hair.

"Hey, I'm a well-informed old monk, but it's the first time I've seen someone like this!"

The old monk glanced at the handful of tooth flowers, but saw that the young man's face was like gold paper, his eyebrows were blue and black, and his lips were not a little bloody, and he didn't know how long he had been soaked in the water, but he didn't see the slightest swelling.

"Huh? Still breath? Wonderful! ”

Stretching out his hand to try, he didn't want this person to still have breath, the old monk smiled, picked up the little monk again, carried the young man on the ground with one hand, and strode into the distance.

There was a thunderclap behind him, and the wind and rain were raging.

Hurried all the way, and when he arrived at a dilapidated grass house, the monk rushed in.

He put the man in his hand down.

"Baby, take out some medicine in your bag!"

The old monk said to his apprentice while checking the condition of the man on the ground. Then he stretched out his hand and put his hand on the man's vein to test the pulse, but the finger had not yet fallen, and only slightly carried a little internal force.

"Wow!"

I don't want that connection, there is an unimaginable riotous energy that instantly recoil and resist.

"Huh?"

The old monk's face changed, he was shocked and surprised, and he only felt that there seemed to be an invisible barrier under his fingers, and this finger could no longer be suppressed.

But with just one action from him, the person on the ground suddenly trembled, and all over his body exploded one after another "poof, poof", and the qi was rioting, and his energy went backwards.

"Not good!"

The old monk's eyes were wide open, like King Kong subduing the demon, the monk's clothes rose without wind, and in an instant, they were already bulging, and the two locks of white eyebrows were instantly lifted upside down, like a dragon and snake swimming, and the wind and rain outside the house were forced to be difficult to get closer.

He pressed his fingers again, it seemed to be as heavy as ten thousand jun, just two inches away, it was actually used three breaths, and when it fell, the old monk's entire monk's robe flew up quickly, hunting sounded, he was full of shock, his heart was shocked, even if he was well-informed, he knew the heroes and heroes of the world, but this person's skills, it was really unheard of, unseen.

But he immediately frowned again.

But the tendons and veins in this person's body are now not only entangled, some are even broken, some are unbelievably gone, and the internal organs are even more seriously damaged.

The original majestic power of the world is now like a ball of gunpowder swallowed in the abdomen, slamming left and right, rioting very, and the slightest bit is not very good, that is, the scene of the sea of qi breaking and shattering the bones.

"It's not dead?"

The old monk went from surprise to shock, and then to amazement, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

As he spoke, his subordinates did not stop, his face was solemn, and he only sat on the ground with the person on the ground, and his hands fell right behind his back.

"Concentrate in the palm of your hand, exert your whole body, go!"

The monk's eyes were like angry eyes, and the words in his mouth were even more secretly used in the roar of the lion of Buddhism, like the sound of a bell, so frightened that the little monk who was rummaging through his bags was busy covering his ears.

The young man seemed to hear it, his eyes opened sharply, the light in his eyes flashed, and his palms suddenly rose, and he was already shooting out against the wind and rain outside the house.

"Ahh

A long whistle sounded, and a puff of green smoke spit out from the young man's mouth, like an arrow floating out four or five feet, condensed but not dispersed, and the god was very strange.

This palm was slapped out, but I saw that it was a majestic rain curtain, as if it was torn apart by a pair of invisible big hands, like two separate water curtains, eighty zhang of the blue sky, the wind and clouds dissipated, the lightning was silent, and there was no rain falling within a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, and it lasted for thirty or forty breaths, and the water curtain slowly closed again, and the roar was closed, and the young man did not hum, and his eyes rolled over, and his back fell.

"Tut-tut, it's so powerful, this skill, not to mention the ancient and modern, but it is enough to be invincible in the world, but unfortunately, it's gone, hahaha!" The old monk looked up at the water curtain hanging outside, it was surprised and praised, and he patted his head and smiled, as if he had done a great deed.

He stretched out his hand to probe his pulse again, but this time it was easy, but he felt that the young man's body was originally a rampage of internal force, and now, there was no one in ten of the breath, and the pulse gradually calmed down, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Baby, where's the medicine?"

The old monk greeted.

But I couldn't wait for a response for a long time, so I only turned my head to look, and saw that my apprentice was squatting on the ground at this moment, burying his head and turning out two meat buns from his backpack.

At that moment, the old face sank, and with a lift of the ebony stick, he lightly knocked it on the little monk's round head.

"How can this be true, why can't you eat enough in your stomach? Buddha, I've begged for food for you every day, it's time to fight! ”

The little monk was in pain, squatted on the ground, covered his head and cried.

"You have to get it, eat it, eat it, it's not enough for the master to ask for it later!"

The old monk finished speaking.

The little monk had tears in his eyes and began to eat again.

A little hand stretches out.

"Master, medicine!"

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