Zhu Jianping's blood, Zhu Jianping's handwriting;

"It's pretty much the same as the real thing."

Zhao Zhu smiled, then stretched out his foot and stepped on these two words, not caring at all.

Imitating a person is sometimes a very simple thing, especially the stronger the level of existence, the more mystical means there are, but the lack of imitation lies in the inability to imitate the real charm.

With the relationship between Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping, the two sides will never say that when they encounter danger, they will give each other a sentence: Danger, you go quickly. Such a message.

Because both sides know that this kind of talk is in vain, the brothers will not see each other in danger and protect themselves and watch the fire from the other side, just like before, when they encountered such a crisis, in the face of a strangulation of most of the forces in the eastern circle, Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping didn't say a word, so they went with Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu didn't pretend to be anything, and there was no need to be hypocritical, the brothers and sisters used to face more dangers together, and it almost became a habit to hand over each other's backs to each other to fight a bloody road together.

Any hypocrisy and self-inflicted affection is a meaningless thing, because it has no effect at all.

Therefore, even if Zhu Jianping found that the situation was so bad that it was about to get out of control, Zhu Jianping would not say that he would send such a message to Zhao Zhu, because he should know that even if he did, Zhao Zhu would not leave, but would come down to him more firmly.

Therefore, Zhao Zhu can be sure that this blood word is fake.

Looking at the scene where so many soul forms were decomposed by Mie Yamamoto before, Zhao Zhu didn't feel surprised at all that thing could simulate Zhu Jianping's notes and blood.

On the contrary, that thing was obviously a bit of a stone to hit its own feet, a little bit of a silver three hundred taels here, it did it. Imply...... It's scared.

Since you are afraid, it is easy to say anything.

Zhao Zhu did not continue to follow the direction of Schurrle and Thomas, but turned in another direction by himself.

In the corridor, you can see mottled blood stains everywhere, which should have exploded not long ago, and are the traces left after Zhu Jianping's dead river spread. However, out of his understanding of Zhu Jianping, his dead river is completely free to retract and release, and will not waste a drop of blood, this scene is obviously a manifestation that Zhu Jianping himself is a little uncontrollable, which leads to so much blood left here.

"Old Zhu, don't really kneel."

Zhao Zhu continued to walk inside, and the scene in front was a bit unexpected by Zhao Zhu. In the underground base, which was basically a reinforced concrete building model, there was a grass, green, and delicate water droplets hanging on it, and the surrounding air suddenly became much fresher, completely losing the dirty feeling of the underground air.

Stepping on the grass, it actually brought up some mud.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound ahead. It's very rhythmic, a bit like an old monk knocking on a wooden fish. But every stroke of this voice is like hitting people's heartstrings, making people's qi and blood can't help but tremble together.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Zhao Zhu shook one hand in front of him, and then pulled hard, the surrounding grass twisted in an instant, and the ground also twisted together. The green grass was crushed into sap and smeared all over the surrounding walls.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha horn sounded, and a monk in a gray robe wearing a hat slowly walked out of the darkness in front of Zhao Zhu, wearing straw sandals at his feet. When the feet hit the ground, the area was full of turquoise shoots, and it looked vibrant.

"Every flower and every grass has spirituality."

The monk clasped his hands together and said to Zhao Zhu.

His words are sonorous, with a posture of neither humility nor arrogance, and the whole person has a compassionate atmosphere, this is definitely not a person who deceives the world and steals fame, this is a real monk.

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you sure, you know more about Buddha than I do?" Zhao Zhu had also said this to the little fox Xuan Xuan before, and Xuan Xuan had nothing to say at that time.

"The Buddha is in the heart, it is faith, it is inheritance, it is sustenance, understanding the Buddha, but also understanding yourself, donor, the anger in your body is too heavy, this will eventually ...... ruined you, you must know that the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore. ”

The monk raised his head and faced Zhao Zhu, his pupils were completely defeated, and he was actually blind.

"I won't waste time with you discussing these unnutritious topics here, you can go back to where you come from, you don't belong here, and this is not a place where you should stay, since it is a Buddha, where you can't worship the Buddha, you have to come back here."

"The Buddha is in the heart, the Buddha is at the feet, and the poor monk doesn't care where the feet are, and they don't care where they are."

Zhao Zhu's body quickly stepped forward, grabbed the monk's neck with one hand, and lifted the monk up directly.

"If you come out, I'll be in trouble, if you cultivate Buddhism, do you want to see the living beings in this world completely mess with the rules?"

"Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, so the return of the poor monk is to transform the world."

"Huh."

Zhao Zhu exerted force in his palm, wanting to break the monk's neck, but at this moment, the monk directly turned into a cloud of black smoke, escaped from Zhao Zhu's control, and landed ten meters in front of Zhao Zhu's body, recondensing.

"Amitabha."

is another Buddha name, but in it, it adds a touch of irony.

"Donor, you are very strong, no matter how turbulent the waves of this world are, they will not affect you, so why should you be deep in this quagmire."

The pure physical blow is ineffective against this monk, and before Yamamoto Mie passed directly through Zhao Zhu and others, it also means that she no longer belongs to the people of this plane, but is located in a kind of plane mezzanine, which is a kind of phantom feedback.

Zhao Zhu took a deep breath, spread out his palms, and began to recall the feeling he had when he used the Dharma before, and then, a Brahman sound sounded, and a faint golden light appeared on him.

The monk's face froze, as if he couldn't believe all this.

"The Dharma is boundless, and the shore is the shore."

Zhao Zhu chanted the words of the Buddha softly.

The monk also seemed to be sensed and lowered his head.

"Go back."

The monk's face showed a look of struggle, and he said unwillingly: "I'm not the only one who has come out. ”

"I'll let them go back one by one."

The monk's body re-conjured up a cloud of black smoke, then reversed and disappeared in front of Zhao Zhu.

He didn't go back, he just avoided himself, which Zhao Zhu knew very well.

If it was replaced by the previous Zhao Zhu, the power of Buddhism would directly crush the past, no matter what the origin of that monk was, he would directly erase his Buddha nature and remove all traces of his existence.

"It seems that there are a lot of things that come out."

Zhao Zhu's figure disappeared in place, and at this time, he no longer continued to walk slowly, but relied on the strength of his body to start accelerating, and did not trigger spatial fluctuations, for fear of causing some chain reactions.

Zhao Zhu also saw a few people, one was an old lady jumping in a basket, the old lady was not putting fruits or vegetables in the basket, but the heads of babies, stuffed with a basket, and there was a woman wearing a kimono with an umbrella, the woman was very beautiful, and the curves were also very charming, but her front and back were all moving faces, with two faces.

These things were directly ignored by Zhao Zhu, and he continued to move forward directly in the direction in which these things appeared, and those things obviously sensed the aura on Zhao Zhu's body, and none of them tried to stop them.

Finally, Zhao Zhu came to a relatively large experimental warehouse, almost no need to go through any other exploration, Zhao Zhu's intuition told it that that thing, right in this, the strange things he saw just now, were also released by that thing, at this time, it should not have completely woken up, or it was suppressed just before it was about to wake up.

Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, the door had actually been destroyed, like paper paste, the inside was almost hollowed out, and there was still a faint bloodshot remaining, which should have been caused by Zhu Jianping forcibly entering.

Halfway through the door, it cracked open completely, turning into metal dust.

In front of Zhao Zhu, there was a huge pool, the pool was black on one side and blood-red on the other, but the black side occupied a larger area, and the blood-colored area was very narrow, almost forced to the edge.

Zhu Jianping's head stretched out from the blood, with a tired face, he looked at Zhao Zhu who was standing at the other end, and shook his head a little helplessly, but the blood-stained hair was still close to his face, at least for now, the aristocratic atmosphere is gone.

"Da Shao, if you don't come again, I'll be exhausted."

Zhao Zhu walked to the edge of the pool and put his hand into the pool, and for a moment, he felt a powerful force dragging his hand vigorously, trying to pull him into the pool.

"Get out!"

Zhao Zhu did not subconsciously break free like ordinary people subconsciously, because this is what the other party wants, it has actually woken up, but it was still suppressed in the pool by Zhu Jianping, Zhao Zhu pulled it out at this time, then everything before Zhu Jianping was in vain.

Holding the fist in his hand, a force rippled out, and the power that had previously involved Zhao Zhu's hand was shaken away.

"You come out and take a break, and I'll take your place." Zhao Zhu said.

While speaking, Zhao Zhu took the initiative to enter the pool, this stalemate was actually a kind of helplessness, because he couldn't attack it, and he couldn't let it go, and there was a feeling of throwing rats everywhere.

Zhu Jianping is not polite, he is indeed tired, but he has to wait until Zhao Zhu is sure to hold the situation before he can go out to catch his breath.

Zhao Zhu, who entered the pool, felt as if he was stepping on a galloping spiral nest, but with his Bowen spirit, he stood together steadily at this time, and a black line flowed from his body, which reversed Zhu Jianping's previous decline in an instant, and pushed the situation to a situation of equal strength. (To be continued.) )