On the high platform, someone poked his head out, looked at us, and said, "It's okay, who will come first?" ”

I looked up, and saw that the man was wearing a red monk's robe, a small sheepskin hat on his head, a large white beard, which hung down to his chest, his complexion looked a little dark, with a hooked nose, high eyebrows and deep eyes, and under the beard, there was a series of golden sandalwood beads, which at first glance looked like a beggar, but when I thought about it carefully, there was a bit of indescribable profundity.

Naturally, he didn't speak Chinese, and he had a bit of a curry flavor, but in such a special environment as the Tianluo Secret Realm, we could understand what he meant.

I didn't need an introduction, I could almost guess the identity of the other party.

Osho.

This man, formerly known as Acharya Rajnesh, is a legend in India and the only traveler in the Celestial Realm to become a ruler in recent years.

The many care we have received along the way must have been his hands and feet.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao raised his hand and said I'm coming.

The man was condescending, squinted at him for a while, and then said in a strange manner: "Okay, very good, they are really heroes, no wonder they have such courage." ”

He flicked his sleeves and walked back, while the old Taoist priest signaled that the miscellaneous trail could go up.

The high platform is almost more than three meters high from the ground, and the miscellaneous hair trail is a little tiptoe, but the person is like a big bird, jumping on the platform area, and the old Taoist priest guided us to a cloud platform not far away, let us watch here.

We went up to the gimbal and looked at the ring condescendingly, and saw that it was quite large, the size of two basketball courts, and there were runes around it, so that the power inside would not spread outside.

In addition to our PTZ, there are also buildings in other places that are also towering.

I counted them carefully, and found that there were exactly 12 of them.

Around the gimbal, there was a white mist that covered the inside, but when I looked over, I also felt that there were eyes sweeping towards me, looking at me, and then leaving.

There are people there, so naturally there is no need to guess the identity, it should be the other rulers of the Tianluo Secret Realm.

As for whether there is only one person on a gimbal, or if there are several like us, I don't know.

After the old Taoist priest ushered us up, he took his leave and left, and after looking around, my attention also returned to the two people on the stage.

That Osho is not tall, about one meter six or five, his body is rickety, except for a beard that is more eye-catching, he looks like a thin old man, and the perennial penance makes the complexion on his face very unhealthy, and when he looks at people, he is very strange, like a poisonous snake.

Facing this man who had become a god in the mouth of the old Taoist priest, the miscellaneous Xiaodao looked very relaxed, first in accordance with international practice, he bowed a little, showed a little respect, and then said: "Middle Earth Shenzhou, Maoshan Sect Xiao Keming." ”

Osho said calmly, "Look at my Buddha at great ease. ”

Buddha?

This guy actually calls himself a Buddha? This tone is too arrogant, isn't it?

However, Miscellaneous Xiaodao obviously didn't mind the other party's self-proclaim, but said seriously: "Before the fight, I want to ask you one thing - I have a friend, Brother Life and Death, named Lu Zuo, he once strayed into the Tianluo Secret Realm, and it is said that the last time he appeared was to meet you, so, may I ask, where is he now?" ”

Osho seemed to have known that the miscellaneous trail had this question, and said expressionlessly: "Are you here to challenge, or are you here to find someone?" ”

The miscellaneous trail is also a challenge, and it is also looking for people, but finding people is the main thing, and the challenge is supplemented.

Osho said that if you don't challenge, just get out, as for wanting to know the whereabouts of that Lu Zuo, when you win against me, you can ask again......

He said it very politely, but I don't know why, I always felt that when he spoke, he subconsciously glanced in the northwest direction.

It was just a glimpse, but for some reason, I always felt that something wasn't quite right.

I followed and looked northwest, but the gimbal was covered in fog and I couldn't see it clearly.

And hearing Osho's words, the miscellaneous trail smiled.

He touched his nose for a moment, and then said, "Oh, in this way, I can see that you have lost your politeness by being in a high position for too long—in that case, then I will take a look at what your so-called Great Freedom to Observe My Buddha is." ”

Swish......

The miscellaneous hairy trail pulled out the thunder punishment and pulled a sword flower smoothly.

This is the starting style of Maoshan's most basic swordsmanship.

It is very ordinary and inconspicuous, but in the hands of the miscellaneous hairy path, it is transformed into magic, and there is an almost natural harmony.

But on a gimbal near us, there was a burst of laughter.

Because of the slight distance, I could only barely hear a few words, to the effect that I was mocking the sword in the hand of the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, which was actually made of wood.

Obviously, the other party is a little illiterate.

This laughter made me a little confused, thinking that since the other party had already achieved the position of the ruler of the Tianluo Secret Realm, presumably his cultivation and vision were first-class, how could he not see the power of the thunder punishment in the hands of the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, why did he make such an ignorant laugh?

However, before I could figure it out, the battle between Trail and Osho had already broken out.

Although the miscellaneous trail was the first to draw his sword, it was Osho who struck in advance.

The man who called himself "The Great Freedom to Observe My Buddha" drew an arc with his hands on his chest, and then his palms kept clapping, and in an instant, there seemed to be countless phantoms, but visually, it seemed to be simply pushing flat.

Immediately after, a black light emerged, condensed into a ball, the size of a football, and slammed towards the miscellaneous path.

When Miscellaneous Xiaodao saw this thing, his expression became serious, and he stepped forward, stepped on Dougang, and slashed away with a sword.

The thunder punishment collided with the black light, cutting it into two pieces, but the ball that I never wanted to explode was like a bomb, and at the moment of cracking, it burst out with great power and light, filling the space at once, and in my eyes, there was a light like day, and I couldn't see anything.

Ha, ha, ha......

There was another coquettish laughter from the top of the gimbal next to me, and this time I finally heard the man's words clearly: "It's boring, it's boring, I thought I'd play it for a while, but I didn't think about it or I didn't use it, I couldn't stand it at all." ”

Yes?

The miscellaneous trail hasn't even carried the other party's once?

My heart was cold, and I tried to open my eyes with tears, squinting, but I saw that the smoke had dissipated, and the miscellaneous hairy trail appeared on the edge of the ring in an embarrassed manner, the clothes on my body were tattered and turned into rags, and my hair was scattered, and my face was black and white, and it was really miserable.

But he's just embarrassed on the surface, and it's not time to break his muscles and bones.

cough, cough......

I was a little surprised, and the person next to me was obviously slapped in the face by the strength of the miscellaneous hairy path, coughed twice, and then said: "It's a little tough, but I saw it wrong." ”

I thought to myself, this one next to me, as if it was a woman, but how could I be a ruler with such frivolity?

I was puzzled, and Osho was obviously surprised to see the unharmed Miscellaneous Trail, his face darkened, his hands kept sealing, and then crackled towards the Miscellaneous Trail.

With each slap, a black spherical light flew towards the hairy path.

For a moment, dense black balls swept through the air, like a cannonball, shooting towards the miscellaneous trail.

It is naturally impossible for the miscellaneous hairy trail who has suffered a loss to make mistakes again, this time he has learned to be obedient, although he still uses the thunder punishment to deal with it, but this time the means have changed from horizontal slashing to light picking, and the black ball light one after another is gently picked away.

Some of those orbs of light landed on the edge of the ring, and some were picked up and flew into the air, still as before, suddenly bursting apart.

A huge roar erupted, thunder roared, the space shook, and the effect was terrifying, as if you were on a battlefield with the sound of cannons.

However, in the midst of such a roar, the miscellaneous hair trail is like a mainstay in the big river, not moving at all, obviously not caring about such an attack.

After continuing to make hundreds of marks, Osho turned his hands and made a very strange gesture.

Even if I am proficient in the nine-character mantra, I can't read his Dharma seal.

And when Osho finished applying the Dharma seal, all of a sudden, a golden light fell on the top of his head, and that kind of light was colorful, like the light of the Buddha, and then a huge ring appeared on the back of his head, and at the same time, Osho's robe began to swell sharply, and the whole person seemed to have expanded by a small half.

Sure enough, this guy calls himself "the Buddha of Great Freedom", and he does have a bit of Buddhism, at this moment the Buddha's light lingers, and there is a faint fairy sound in the void, which sets off his whole person extraordinarily tall.

And after blessing this vision, Osho began to seal his hands again, and when several very complicated seals came out, suddenly there were four more hands on his body.

Six-armed.

In addition to this, from the Buddha light behind his head, there were many figures jumping out - a person with three heads and six arms, full of majesty; A thing is like a real dragon, free from it; another man, tall and long-legged, brave and light, holding a long fork; There is another person, the image of a girl, with a plump body, flying streamers, and floating in the air; There is another thing, green seedlings with fangs, one zhang tall; There was a large bird, with a human head and a bird's body; There was also a thing, with the body of a horse and the head of a man, like a man with a head and horns; The last thing was a large python with a human-like head......

Seeing these figures jumping up from the Buddha's light, turning from illusion into real objects, opening their teeth and dancing claws, rushing towards the miscellaneous hair path, Qu Fat San, who had been quietly next to me, couldn't hold his breath anymore, and said in exclamation: "Eight Heavenly Dragons? The little stray hair is in danger......"