More than half an hour later, all the dead comrades-in-arms were hastily buried on the spot, and 35 stretchers were made, so that all the wounded were carried and the rest of the team was back on the road.

Mo Jun turned his head and glanced at Bai Ling, who was following behind him: "Captain Bai, there are still more than a hundred kilometers to reach Base 039, how many days do we need to get there?" ”

"Call Sister!"

"Oh, Sister Captain White!"

Bai Ling pursed his lips and didn't bother with his title anymore: "If you march quickly, one day is enough, but right now, we are carrying the wounded, and it is estimated that it will take at least two days, and there is still no disturbance!" ”

Looking at the winding mountain road ahead, the hearts of Mo Jun and the others were mixed, this road is difficult to walk, but it is not too difficult, but the threat from all wild animals makes everyone feel uncertain.

Just two hours after they left, two monks, an old man and a young man, walked over on the road, if they were seen by Mo Jun and others, they would definitely drop their jaws, because these two people obviously did not carry any powerful weapons, both of them were carrying a short stick with eyebrows, and behind their backs, each carrying a large backpack, the little monk was even more exaggerated, and the backpack was about to catch up with his height.

The height of the little monk is about one meter eight, and at a glance at his immature cheeks, he knows that his age will not exceed sixteen or seventeen years old, but his figure is quite burly, he followed behind the old monk and looked at the feet of the old monk.

"Master, do you say that there are other people who practice Buddhism in this society today, and there won't be only our masters and apprentices left?"

"Hehe, Zhiyuan, why do you always struggle with this question, even if only our master and apprentice are still worshipping the Buddha, but what does it matter, all beings may have forgotten, and the saying of Abi Hell, now, this heaven and earth catastrophe, maybe that Abi Hell is opening, right?"

"How can it not matter, in the future, if the master passes away, I can also find a person in the channel to cultivate the Buddha, even if it is the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, it will not be too lonely!"

The old monk's face was difficult to look at: "Zhiyuan, you are always so open-mouthed, as a teacher now, at the peak of your life, how can you pass away, don't talk so casually!" ”

"Ah......... Master, aren't you, just our master and apprentice, I don't know that you are over 90 years old, and you even have a dyed beard, and you are still in your prime? ”

The old monk's name is Wu Zen, and after hearing the words of the little monk, he immediately became furious, and his beard was curled: "You rebellious son, what are you talking nonsense, who dyed your beard?" ”

Zhiyuan shrank his head: "No, no, Master heard it wrong!" ”

"By the way, Master, why are we going to travel far away?"

Wu Chan stood and glanced back at Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, traveling far is also a kind of practice, do you feel that during the days of walking outside, your internal strength has grown a little faster than in the past!" ”

Zhiyuan thought for a moment and said seriously: "It doesn't seem to be, I just feel that my strength seems to be a lot greater than in the past!" ”

"Alas, stupid!"

Wu Chan turned around speechlessly, and continued to hurry with his head black, his heart was like a drum: Nima, how did Lao Qu raise such a stupid thing.

"Master, why do you always say that you will die instead of being ancient or dying?"

Wu Chan was about to cry, and scolded Zhiyuan in his heart: Nima, this disobedient son, why are there so many problems, it seems that he is going to teach him to close his mouth and meditate.

Although he scolded angrily in his heart, he has always spared no effort to be rigorous and serious in his teachings to his disciples.

"It is said to complete all virtues and extinguish all evils. The death of the Buddha is to collect the transformation of the world and enter the realm of enlightenment, which has completed all virtues and eliminated all evils, so it is called death, and the death of monks and nuns in later generations is also called nirvana or silence! ”

"Ah......... Master, what do you mean, the more you talk about disciples, the more confused you become! ”

"Alas.........!"

Wu Chan stopped speaking and continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, he stopped, looked at the road in front of him, and then turned to the mountains on either side, his brow furrowed.

"Apprentice, there was a fight here just now, and the number of dead is definitely not less than a hundred!"

Zhiyuan immediately put down his backpack, picked up the short stick, and looked around.

Wu Chan pointed to both sides of the mountain: "Where is the smell of blood coming, and besides, it is quite strong!" ”

"Shhh Hiss! ”

Zhiyuan twitched his nose and shook his head from side to side: "Master, no, your nose is about to catch up with the dog's nose!" ”

Wu Chan's face turned black directly: "Bastard thing, what nonsense, go, go over there and take a look!" ”

He pointed to the mountain on the left side and asked Zhiyuan to go up to observe, while he took more than ten steps back and began to run and accelerate, and then, stepping on the steep rock wall, he quickly changed his feet, approached the top of the mountain, and stood on the top of the mountain with his feet on a protruding rock.

Zhiyuan watched from below, and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder Master said that he is in his prime, I am afraid that this light skill alone is enough to be proud of everyone today!" ”

As he spoke, he did the same, climbing the opposite mountain.

Wu Chan saw the corpses of baboons all over the ground, and was a little stunned: God, who did this, and he actually has such strength.

Then, he carefully examined the baboon's knife wound again, and then muttered in a low voice: "This knife wound seems to be caused by the shadowless knife technique of the bull's nose, could it be that Xiuyuan is also around here, but he shouldn't have such skills!" ”

"Ah......... Master, come and see .........! ”

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the apprentice on the other side, he hurriedly ran down the mountain, and used the same body to climb the low mountain where Zhiyuan was, and came to Zhiyuan like the wind: "What's the matter, apprentice, as if you were driven by a wolf?" ”

Zhiyuan looked like a ghost, and pointed to the baboon corpses all over the ground in horror: "Master, it seems to be an internal force attack!" ”

"Ah, it can't be!"

Wu Chan said, crouching down and pressing the dead baboon's chest with the palm of his hand.

However, he was even more frightened than Zhiyuan: "Nima's, this is definitely caused by internal force, and this person's palm technique is extremely good, you see this palm print, hit the front chest, and penetrate the back, the ribcage bones and internal organs of the mandrill are all smashed!" ”

Zhiyuan looked at his master: "Master, is this person's internal strength still above our master and apprentice?" ”

"Alas, it's not just above us, this is throwing you and my master and apprentice out of hundreds of streets!"

"Ah......... didn't Master say that our master's internal strength is enough to dominate the alliance?"

Wu Chan's face was a little unnatural, and he said embarrassedly: "Alas, it's because the teacher is a little preoccupied, and he looks down on the heroes of the world too much!" ”

Zhiyuan looked confused: "Could it be that Master is bragging, didn't you say that the monks don't speak?" ”

For his more sincere disciple, the old monk Wu Zen, he was quite speechless, and he said leisurely.

"Originally, the master thought that in addition to the bull-nosed old way, there are also a few old guys of our same era, no one has internal force anymore, because our internal force is inherited, when the catastrophe passes, there are different auras between heaven and earth, although I can't absorb it, but you can absorb it, and through the dantian into internal force, I didn't expect that there are already people who have come to the front of our master and apprentice!"

"Master, could it be that the bull's nose did what you said, if that's the case, then he is too powerful, right?"

Wu Chan pondered for a while: "It shouldn't be him, because he is the same as the teacher, the internal force in the dantian is different from the internal force you have cultivated now, so we can't absorb this new aura, but the baboon corpses over there were all chopped to death by the knife method, this knife method is close to the shadowless knife method of the bull's nose, but it is more violent and domineering, and it seems to have the momentum of the demon stick method!" ”

What Wu Chan didn't know was that he had already guessed seven or eight points of truth, but because Mo Jun had his own unique views on martial arts, he integrated the momentum of the Demon Stick Method into the Shadowless Sword Method, which caused Wu Chan's blindfold.

Speaking of this, Zhiyuan was disgusted: "Master, can you not say it so professionally, as if the disciple is a layman, the magic stick method is the fighting style of the desperate San Lang!" ”

When Zhiyuan heard this, he immediately burst into a rage, and he yelled at Zhiyuan: "You bastard, the essence of martial arts left by the ancestor, when you come here, how did you become a desperate Saburo, that is the momentum of who is better than me, you know?" ”

Zhiyuan wiped away the saliva on his face and said innocently: "Yes, yes, yes!" Disciple knows! ”

"Could it be that he also accepted disciples, but the time is a little wrong, before the catastrophe, we met, at that time, he had not found a suitable seedling, it has only been a few years, his disciple can practice to such a high level, and this palm method is definitely not a bull's nose, he does not have such a profound martial arts!"

Zhiyuan looked at Wu Zen who was turning in circles while muttering to himself: "Master, don't turn around, my head is almost dizzy when you turn like this, maybe it's the new martial arts created by the old man, I don't know!" ”

Wu Zen who said this was even more irritable: "You know a fart, and the newly created martial arts, every set of martial arts that has been passed down is the hard work of the sages for countless years or even several generations, do you think that these martial arts are cabbage, everywhere, it is really a disobedient son who does not learn and has no skills!" ”

"Ah, isn't it, Master, why are you so angry, and you still speak foul language and curse people, your image as a monk is all ruined!"

Wu Chan was stunned, and was a little annoyed by the nameless fire he sent: "Alas, it's for the sake of the teacher, and some words are not chosen, go back and punish the master for reciting the Lotus Sutra a hundred times!" ”

In fact, Wu Chan himself didn't know that he had been familiar with Xiuyuan for decades, and had subtly formed a kind of mutual comparison and competition.

Zhiyuan scratched his bald head: "Shouldn't you recite the lengyan mantra?" ”

Wu Chan glared at him, "I miss the Lotus Sutra, can't I?" ”

"Ah......... Whatever Master says, that's it! ”

Wu Chan carefully inspected it again, and all the dead baboon corpses said to the apprentice with a strange face: "This set of palm techniques is definitely not for cultivation!" ”

Zhiyuan didn't dare to answer casually anymore, but nodded blankly: "What the master said is very likely!" ”