Now that Mingdong has spoken, Muzi can't ignore it. Besides, if it weren't for Mingdong, there would have been no hatred between him and Zhan Qing. Being in the secret realm of other people's Buddhism to get the opportunity, it is natural to take care of the Buddhist disciples.

Zhan please is very lucky, Muzi's ancient king bloodline has just broken through. After amplifying the range of the potential, it just envelops Zhanqing. No more, no less, just right, a little worse, I'm afraid Zhanqing will miss this opportunity.

Ming's hands are quick and quick, and he grabs the thin little monk. It was just grabbed on the chest of the little monk

Zhanqing, who didn't fall, was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but pick up his slap and fan Mingdong. At the same time, he angrily reprimanded: "I don't need you to care." ”

Zhan Qing has just entered the potential, and he doesn't understand the mysteries. I won't understand that there is pitifully little resistance here. The arm wheel did not know the weight, causing Mingdong to be slapped firmly.

The big square face suddenly swelled. Mingdong didn't care, first let go of the hand that grabbed Zhanqing, and then smiled hippie: "It's all the same door, why bother, don't worry if the opportunity is in front." Even if you and I have grievances first, let's take the opportunity first. ”

Then he continued to add: "I have also broken through to the realm of Daluo, but I have the strength to fight with you, and now I am careful to fight to the death." ”

Zhan Qing didn't care about it, and it was another slap in the face.

This time, Ming Dong was prepared, easily dodged, and ran behind Muzi with a brisk step. The latter innocently lay down and became a shield.

Zhan Qing had a general understanding of the general situation in the situation at this time, and suddenly burst out of Yuan Li, and continued to chase without reluctance. Even the wood that suddenly popped out became a thorn in the flesh.

Seeing that he was about to be affected by the fish pond, Mu Zi's eyes kicked, and the blood of the king of men was running. The next moment, Zhan Qing was imprisoned and couldn't move for half a minute.

For Zhanqing, who didn't know what to do, Muzi was not polite, and he was about to throw it out with his neck.

Zhan Qing was terrified and overwhelmed.

Ming Dong hurriedly stopped and helped Zhan Qing intercede.

Muzi was not angry: "I'm not a human being inside and out." ”

Mingdong smiled cheaply: "You don't remember the villain, let Zhanqing go first." ”

Mu Zihu was uncertain, and looked at Zhanqing carefully, from top to bottom. No anomalies were ever found. I don't know that the latter has goosebumps.

Muzi, who was unconscious, jumped away from Mingdong and looked at the great monk suspiciously: "Do you like men?"

Ming Dong took a sip: "You like men." ”

Mu Zi looked disdainful and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I don't care if you do." After sending you into the pagoda, I have completed my mission. In the future, stay away from the two of you, and the province will be uncomfortable. “

Mingdong: "Don't, we have to drink wine and eat meat together." ”

Muzi was too lazy to waste his tongue: "Okay, okay, let's talk about it first." ”

Outside the pagoda, the three sages secretly transmitted and talked.

Buddha with long eyebrows: "It's been a while since the three little guys entered the nineteenth floor, and it's a pity that the three of us can't watch and control the situation on the nineteenth floor." I'd love to see how far the three backs can travel in a waterhole after a thousand years. ”

The Golden Buddha: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, which are not necessarily shorter than us." The foundation of these three little guys is much better than we were back then. ”

The Ascetic Buddha sighed: "Hey, it's a pity that no one has been able to peek into the secrets of the strange trial tower since ancient times. Legend has it that there are eighteen dozen scattered Buddhas of the lost treasure art of Buddhism, I don't know if it's true or not. “

The three of them all showed yearning looks.

The ascetic Buddha sighed again: "If it weren't for the great calamity of the Azure Star four thousand years ago, this place would be the ancestral garden of Buddhism, but it is a pity that it was glorious in the past. ”

The tower in the tower, the ninth layer of the golden pagoda, is more than ten zhang in circumference. In the center hovers a relic the size of a human head. The pale golden waterfall is the rich Buddha aura released by this relic.

The dazzling golden silk thread, occasionally blocked by the waterfall against the current, after entering the ninth floor of the golden pagoda. The relics that wandered happily to the center, as if they could return to their mother's arms, were excited.

On the ninth floor of the pagoda, there is no longer the terrifying pressure outside. Zhan Qing, who was released from confinement, honestly stood away from Mingdong and Muzi.

After seeing the reality clearly, I didn't dare to fight. Ming Dong had already broken through to the Daluo realm, and Zhan Qing's own holy weapon was exhausted when it hit the waterfall, and it couldn't be used for the time being.

Zhan Qing knows the strength of Mingdong, and the strength of one is the same, and it is really comparable. There was also a strange young man who was eyeing him, and his intuition told Zhan Qing that this person was not easy to mess with.

Therefore, the thin little monk wisely chose to be silent, and made up his mind to get the opportunity first.

Mingdong happened to be separated by the relics, and Zhanqing was far away. His eyes wandered back and forth between Zhan Qing and the relics.

Mu Zi next to him was quite impatient: "The fate of your Buddha clan, let's do it yourself." ”

Ming Dong said: "Help me protect the Dharma first, don't let Zhanqing sneak attack and beat me to death." ”

Without waiting for Muzi to respond, he sat down cross-legged by himself, and soon entered a state of self-forgetfulness. The monk Bao Xiang*, the golden light of the whole body is victorious, and the golden light of the relics echoes from afar.

Mingdong seems to invisibly pull the Buddha qi of the relics, integrate into one's own body and bless one's own body.

Muzi looked at Zhanqing: "It's decided, if you don't do it, I won't do it." No matter what grievances you and Mingdong have, you have to settle them, and after you go out, the two of you will fight to the death. I'm too lazy to care. Promise others here is to keep your promises. ”

Zhan Qing was on high alert and threatened: "I want to get a chance, you are not allowed to sneak attack me." Otherwise, when I go out, I will never die with you. ”

Mu Zi came back flatly: "Don't let Mingdong move." ”

Zhan Qing was slightly relieved, but he still didn't dare to be completely reassured. After sitting on the plate, the lotus flower emerges from the seat, and the Zhan Qingpan sits in the center of the lotus.

The white petals continue to grow until they are more than one person tall. All the petals are closer to the middle, shrinking like flower bones, enveloping Zhanqing.

Sit down and live in a mess, the top treasure of the Buddhist clan, and the strong defense is a mess. can compete with the six-zhang golden body. Zhan Qing was really careful, in this way, even if Muzi had a plan, he would not succeed for a while. It is enough for Zhanqing to withdraw from the state of concentration and then fight back.

Zhan Qing thought too much, but Muzi didn't make a move. Seeing that the two monks who were far away from each other actually jointly pulled the Buddha qi of the relics.

And that's not all, the pale golden waterfall outside the golden pagoda suddenly lost all resistance. The golden silk threads struggling in the waterfall let go of themselves and leaped into the ninth floor of the pagoda.

This time, the golden silk thread did not merge into the relics, but wandered towards Mingdong and Zhanqing respectively as if driven by an arm. The large and small relics of the human head in the center, there is also a strong torrent of Buddha qi surging towards the two.

No matter how Mu Zi on the side released the momentum of the blood of the ancient king, the golden silk threads still rushed to Ming Dong and Zhan Qing, ignoring Mu Zi. The Buddha energy contained in the golden silk threads struggling in the waterfall can be seen by the naked eye alone, and it can be known that it is much stronger than that in the pool water.

Standing on the side, Mu Zi, who was in a hurry and couldn't do anything, sighed helplessly: "If it is really the fate of Buddhism, I am a bit redundant as an outsider, and this trip is a wedding dress." ”

Then Muzi laughed again, Mingdong is a friend who calls him a brother, and his brother has gained something, and Muzi is happy.

Zhanqing has entered a state of concentration and will not pose a threat to Mingdong for the time being. When he had nothing to do, Muzi sat down on his own and practiced by himself. For people like Muzi, who urgently need strength to rescue their parents and teachers, wasting time is tantamount to killing for money.

Although there is no strong Buddha Qi torrent and golden silk threads, the Buddha Qi in this space is still the richest place on the nineteenth layer.

It can be called a holy place for cultivation, and when a large amount of Buddha qi poured into the body, the little golden light in the flesh and blood began to bloom.

From less to more, a little bit of dazzling gold. As there were more and more golden points of light, the Buddha qi pouring into Muzi's body was also increasing. The cultivation of young people is also precipitating, which is an unexpected gain.

When all the golden points of light lit up, Muzi's face suddenly changed drastically. The dantian acupoint where the abdomen element species and the cyclone were located were suddenly hit hard, as if they had been slapped with a palm, and the energy stored in the acupoint was riotous.

The turbulent flow of energy surged aimlessly, and the walls of the acupuncture points were violently impacted again and again. Mu Zi involuntarily began to break out in a cold sweat, this is too dangerous, if he is not careful, his knack will be broken, and his cultivation will be in vain.

The young man did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and mobilized all his energy to suppress it. The Food, Lodging, and Immortal Laws and Nirvana Flames are working in full force to repair damaged knots.

More than half an hour has passed, and the damaged hole is still being repaired. A wave of unevenness splashed again and again, and the dantian acupoint was slapped again, more ruthlessly than the last time.

Muzi's face was close to distorting, and he kept cursing while struggling to support it: "Which bastard is sneaking attack, and he won't let people live." ”

There was no response, Ren Muzi spoke wildly, and the ugly and the unpleasant and unpleasant came out together, but still did not get any response. Carefully sensed before and after, and searched the places that the divine soul could explore inch by inch, but still couldn't find the slightest clue.

The bitter and bitter young man kept lamenting: "I can't live this day, others have the opportunity to cultivate by leaps and bounds." It's good for you to live and suffer here. ”

It was a little more than half an hour, and the third thump seemed to be an agreed time. No matter how well Muzi's trick points are repaired, lock the dantian trick points on his abdomen again and continue to shoot.

The sad Muzi, after the third heavy blow, was as deep as the hole of the cave, close to the edge of shattering. I don't care about curses and abuse, and I try my best to repair it, for fear that there will be a fourth blow and a fifth blow. The consequences would be dire.

As the old saying goes, what comes from each other. It was more than half an hour, and the fourth time came like a palm clapp.

Each shot became heavier and heavier, and each time it made Muzi's knots wander on the verge of collapse.

The miserable young man comforted himself in his misery: "The slap is heavier and heavier, but the trick is always on the verge of breaking." It is enough to prove that the trick points are getting tougher and tougher. ”

Thinking of this, the hideous face suddenly disappeared. Immediately close your eyes and carefully observe the changes in the dantian acupoints. I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm startled when I see it.

After the slap, the turbulent energy in the acupoint kept hitting the wall of the acupoint, invisibly expanding the acupoint. The cave is getting deeper and deeper, as if you can't see the edge.

This hideous face instantly turned into a smile, and if it was seen by an uninformed outsider, it would definitely think that this master was not very good.

Following a certain law, every little more than half an hour, the dantian acupoint will be struck once. Repeatedly, over and over again.

Muzi has lost the resentment he had at the beginning, and has now changed from anger to acceptance. With each blow, the force increases, and the points expand and become tougher.

This is too rare, the bigger the acupoint, the more majestic the stored energy. The method of running the cultivation and the various treasures that run through the acupoints will have a significant improvement, which can also be regarded as a leapfrog improvement. It didn't help much for cultivation, and the combat power did soar in a straight line.

The further he went, Muzi began to look forward to this kind of slap more and more, and began to call out in his heart: "Come on, come on, come all on!"

No one responded to Muzi, and it was still more than half an hour before there would be a heavier slap. The calculation was very precise, eighteen slaps, impartial, exactly one day and one night.

It's just a day and a night, and everyone changes. Muzi's dantian acupoint has grown strongly, and the already deep cave has become a vast Hubo. Energy is like clear lake water, rippling in the holes.

Mingdong's body was wrapped in a faint gold, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in Buddha energy.

The white lotus flowers around Zhanqing's body can obviously be perceived, and the degree of richness has increased. In one day, it seems to grow from a thin piece of paper to a thin piece of iron.