It is rumored that Tianzhu has a method of refining the body, using dozens of rare herbs to make a potion, and then soaking the body to make the skin on the body grow a kind of stratum corneum. This cuticle is hard and does not prevent perspiration and heat dissipation, just like a layer of naturally formed armor.

If you put gold dust into your body when the stratum corneum has just grown, the stratum corneum will become golden as if it had grown a layer of golden skin.

This layer of golden skin is not simple, if it has been soaked in herbs since childhood, the stratum corneum may increase to a few centimeters thick.

Don't underestimate the thickness of these few centimeters, because the texture is hard, and the pistol bullet hits it like a play. The knife and axe can only leave a mark on it, and this mark will disappear naturally in a few days, as if it had never happened.

This golden-skinned monk used this way to refine his body and persisted for more than ten years. Now he has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his golden skin is really a headache. It is said that when he is idle, he likes to play with the tigers and leopards raised in the temple, and the sharp claws do not leave any trace on his body.

As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, you can't do porcelain work. The golden-skinned monk is so arrogant, he can't beat him with a punch from Zhang Wuren, and when he beats Zhang Wuren, he will have to abolish him with one punch.

Who made the owner of this yin-yang shop so big that he dared to challenge in the VIP seat? Didn't he know that this kind of challenge in the seat was the most devastating? It is completely based on one's own shortcomings and the strengths of attacking the enemy.

Zhang Wuren didn't care, he moved his muscles and bones, slowly admired the skin of the golden-skinned monk, and then said, "Are you ready?" ”

The golden-skinned monk patted his chest and said, "Ready!" You can come ......."

Before the words fell, Zhang Wuren smashed his stomach with a punch, and then I saw that the belly of the golden-skinned monk was dented on the spot, but a piece suddenly protruded from the back of the waist.

The golden-skinned monk spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", his eyes were full of incredulity, and he slowly fell to the ground.

Zhang Wuren took a step back and said slowly: "This kind of golden bell jar kung fu looks like this, huh? So unbeaten? ”

Several monks who were relatively close to each other suddenly stood up from their chairs, and two of them in yellow robes hurriedly ran over and helped the golden-skinned monk up. But the golden-skinned monk who had just been invincible only knew how to vomit one bite at a time, and the things he spit out were also very messy, including bruises, fishy food, and even some pieces of internal organs.

A yellow-robed monk hurriedly checked it, then glared at Zhang Wuyi viciously, and without saying a word, he took the golden-skinned monk off the VIP seat, and when the golden-skinned monk left, everyone noticed that there seemed to be a faint black mark on the golden-skinned monk's belly.

That imprint is a bit like the yin and yang fish of Tai Chi, but if you look closely, it is a bit similar to an ordinary yin and yang fish. However, everyone knows that the punch just now is so powerful, it must have something to do with this inexplicable yin and yang fish.

Zhang Wuren shrugged, his tone was full of mockery, and said, "How strong did I think? Is this the only kind of goods that the Great Wheel Temple sells? ”

He sat down on the chair of the golden-skinned monk just now, turned his head and said, "Lao He, it's your turn." ”

Zhang Wuren punched out a VIP position, which impressed all the exorcists around. Not to be outdone, He Zhonghua looked around at the many monks, and then pointed at one of the monks with squinting eyes and listlessness with a smile, and said, "I'm not as powerful as Lao Zhang, so what's it, it's you." ”

The listless old monk was withered, his skin was dark, and the red robe on his body showed that this person was still a very senior old monk. Although he squinted his eyes, he felt that He Zhonghua was pointing at him, and his eyes opened slightly on the spot, and then I saw a light like firelight.

The monk said indifferently: "Young man, you are looking for death. ”

He Zhonghua said: "Whether to find death or not is not up to you." Alright, let's get the question! ”

The old monk kicked the table in front of him away, and said a foreign language to a few small monks who served around him, and the faces of the smiling monks changed, and then left the VIP seat in a hurry.

When I was in college, I used to watch Bollywood movies, and I dabbled a little bit in these languages, and although I couldn't hear them very clearly, I could vaguely distinguish what the old monk was saying.

Someone around whispered: "Master Zanluo is a Taoist monk of Dalun Temple, and what he is best at is playing with fire, it seems that the question he gave to He Zhonghua has something to do with flames." ”

The little novices, who had just left, quickly carried a few strange things into the VIP seats, and they cleared a place and spread them on the floor.

It was a boxy barbed wire, just big enough for two people to stand in it. The red-robed old monk said to He Zhonghua: "Young man, I have to say that your luck is really bad. There is no winner or loser in this competition, only life and death. You and I, whoever lives is qualified to sit in this VIP seat! ”

The structure of the cage is very unique, two people can go in together, but if you want to get out, only one person dies inside and the other person can come out. This thing also has a famous hall in Tianzhu, called the cage of life and death.

It means that it can only be used when gambling on life and death.

As soon as the old monk waved his hand, several young monks opened the iron stove next to him, and the furnace was full of burning coals. The little monks spread all the coals on the top and bottom of the cage, and in an instant, the iron cage was completely surrounded by the coals.

The red-robed monk waved his hand at He Zhonghua and said, "Please!" Whoever dies first, the other will come out alive. ”

Suddenly, someone said, "Wait! It's just a competition for a VIP seat, so it's not going to be like this, right? ”

I turned my head to look, only to find that this man was wearing a white suit, a civilized stick in his hand, a top hat, and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

In fact, I also began to beat the drum in my heart, this old monk is really playing with his life, as long as the gambling fight begins, one of the two must die. This old monk is very skillful, it seems that high temperature resistance is his strength, although Lao He is powerful, but limited to the rules but can not do with the old monk, can only resist the surrounding coals.

What if you are not careful, and you are really burned to death?

So when this university professor-like white suit stood up and said this, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said in my heart, Lao He, you hurry up and get off the donkey, even if you lose some face, don't lose your life.

How do you know that this red-robed old monk is determined to compete, and as soon as the white suit said it, he said coldly: "Mr. Fernando, you should know the rules here, I am the challenged, and I have the right to ask questions." If I don't dare to answer the question, then I have the right to make a request to the loser. ”

The old monk glanced at He Zhonghua coldly and said, "My requirements are not high, as long as you leave the demon knife in your hand, you don't have to enter the cage of life and death." ”

The Demon Knife Town Ghost is the guy He Zhonghua relied on to become famous, and half of the reason why he made such a big name at home and abroad was earned by relying on this Demon Knife to kill the ghost. Now that the old monk wanted He Zhonghua's knife, Lao He exploded on the spot.

He said, "Old monk, don't be complacent. We don't have a bad seed in the yin and yang store. Come on, I'm going to see who lives and who dies! ”

After saying this, He Zhonghua turned his head to the white suit and said, "Mr. Fernando, I appreciate your kindness, but don't worry, this old monk is looking for death by himself, you have to blame me!" ”

I saw that he was arrogant, and I couldn't help but say, boss!

He Zhonghua patted me on the shoulder, smiled, and then said to the red-robed old monk, "Let's go!" Since only one can survive, it's up to each to do it! ”

The red-robed old monk was not stunned, took a wine gourd from the little monk next to him, drank several sips, and then hung the gourd on his waist.

He glanced at He Zhonghua coldly, stretched out his hand and said, "Please!" ”

The exorcists around were all excited, and the battle to challenge the VIP seats suddenly became a life-and-death game, which made many people come over and want to see it clearly.

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