"Amitabha. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing that the red-eyed king's eyes were about to break through the restraints, he sent out an earth-shattering lore. The abbot of Xuanci shouted the Buddha's horn and admonished.

"Please also ask the prince to look at the people in the town, how about stopping for the time being. This battle is considered a victory for your country, what do you think, Wang Jushi? ”

Old man Wang was very single, and said very simply: "My old bones can't withstand the toss, the prince's 'means' are extraordinary, and I lost this competition." ”

Don't look at Wang Yangming admitting defeat so simply, in fact, the heart is a thief and a thief. When he saw Xuan Ci coming out, he understood that Shaolin would never let the red-eyed king break out of his hole cards for the sake of the townspeople.

The deliberately aggravated word "means" points out: It's not that I can't beat you, it's that you can't lift the table at every turn. Don't blame me for losing.

It is similar to the statements such as "the green mountains do not change the green water and the green water flows for a long time, let's make plans in the future", "the general is in poor health in this battle, and he will come back tomorrow" and so on.

Lin Daoyuan almost laughed out loud when he heard this, how could he not see that the old man was like an old naughty boy before. Is it true that the older a person is, the smaller his heart becomes?

Coughing, Lin Daoyuan couldn't help but smile and deliberately pulled the shelf: "Mr. Wang, this battle is not your fault, the family is the prince, the family is strong, and there are many treasures." It's just a loss of one game, and it doesn't matter. ”

The red-eyed king almost exploded in anger, the red light in his eyes was about to burst out, and he shouted loudly: "I can't admit defeat!" I've been playing this king for so long, and I want to get out so easily, and there is no door! Let's take the king's trick first. ”

Saying that, the Red-Eyed King wanted to do it, but suddenly he only felt a chill all over his body. It's like a prey meeting a predator!

Enduring his heart palpitations, the Red-Eyed King turned his head to look at the source of the crisis, and met Lin Daoyuan's cold eyes without the slightest emotion.

It's not like a human look! It's like a god from above, looking down on the small and faint ants on the ground!

Before I knew it, my back was already soaked with sweat. If it weren't for the warm current from the fiery red eyes, I am afraid that he would have softened to the ground at this time.

The Red-Eyed King exclaimed in his heart and shouted frantically: The legend is true, this person is really a heavenly immortal! Even my Buddha doesn't dare to really be in the lower realm, so he is not afraid of being strangled by all parties?!

After staring coldly for a moment, knowing that the Red-Eyed King was about to be unable to bear it and was about to use his hidden power, Lin Daoyuan withdrew his gaze.

"I said that Mr. Wang admits defeat in this fight, do you have an opinion?"

"I didn't ...... No comments! ”

Looking at the scene where the red-eyed king endured humiliation and did not dare to refute, even if he lost the fight, many Han people present were deeply relieved. Wasn't you arrogant just now? If you have the ability, try it arrogantly.

Despite this, many people were still frightened by the filming fight scene just now. Not to mention those ordinary people who don't know martial arts, even many people in the rivers and lakes hide hundreds of meters away to watch, for fear of being affected again.

The Red-Eyed King returned to the table with a gloomy face, which was the end of this little episode. Abbot Xuanci smiled knowingly at Lin Daoyuan, and then looked at the Yuan Dynasty camp.

"Master Bashiba, you will be on the field next?"

The Eighth Master nodded slowly, got up and walked down the stairs. The footsteps are not slow, and they seem to be light and agile, but every step on the ground seems to be stepping on the hearts of others. Unconsciously lead the rhythm.

Again and again, the sound of a heartbeat was heard clearly throughout the schoolyard. That's the result of thousands of faint heartbeats fused and superimposed!

A peaceful smile appeared on the faces of the people whose hearts were robbed. The smile is peaceful, the whole body is relaxed, all the worries in the heart are forgotten, and all that is left is peace and comfort. The pressure accumulated from the frequent work in the past is gone, and even the body is much better.

Wang Yangming's expression was solemn, and he was also proficient in spiritual and spiritual power, and he understood that the Eighth Master Pa was infecting all the people through vibration and some spiritual abilities.

Don't look at the fact that it is of great benefit to them to dispel their worries now, in fact, the life and death of all people have already fallen into his hands. A single thought can shatter the hearts of thousands of people on the spot, or turn them all into numbers!

There is a specialization in the art industry, even if Wang Yangming is also proficient in spiritual power, it is difficult to do this so lightly as the Eighth Master. There are few people in the spiritual realm who can compare with him, and Xuan Ci is no exception!

Anyway, Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin, and Ma Wei is not helpless in the face of the Eighth Master.

Although the realm cannot be reached, the monks of Shaolin who have turned into rainbows and relics in the past generations have left countless codex notes, among which there is no lack of exploration of spiritual power. And this is just the heritage accumulated by Shaolin for thousands of years...... One!

"Amitabha. Master Bashi Ba is really profound in Buddhism, and the poor monks are ashamed of themselves. ”

Xuan Ci used the roar of the lion of Buddhism to attract spiritual power, and the thunder and explosion in everyone's hearts exploded, and the heart was frightened and forced to withdraw from the illusion guided by the Eighth Master.

One is light and light, moisturizing things silently. One is a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the momentum is huge. Compare the two and make a judgment. Even the surrounding townspeople who didn't know how to fight martial arts understood which was stronger and which was weaker, and their faces showed a worried look.

These residents have been sheltered by Shaolin for generations, and their natural stance is inclined towards Shaolin. Widely supported by believers, this is also one of the Shaolin heritage.

Unfortunately, at this moment, even the support of many people is useless.

Because the spirit of the Eight Divisions is as crystal clear as a diamond, it has already reached the dusty Mingtai realm. Allowing foreign objects to be infected is like dust on the stage, it is difficult to enter the Ming stage, and it will be fleeting.

As long as you go further, you will be able to comprehend the Bodhi realm, realize the deepest part of your mind, be free and bright, attain nirvana creation, and attain the Arhat Fruit Ascend to the Western Blissful World!

Eighth Master Ba Ding looked at Xuan Ci and suddenly smiled. The smile is so contagious, and the eyes are starry and heart-pounding.

This is not a sympathetic feeling between men and women, but a unique charm that naturally even animals can be infected.

For a strong man like him, whose spiritual strength is beyond imagination, if he is not restrained, his words and deeds can cause a riot in the whole city!

Bashi Ba chuckled, his tone was indifferent but full of unspeakable arrogance: "Abbot Xuanci, is there anyone in Shaolin who can fight?" ”

Xuan Ci is full of bitterness, and the strength of the Eight Masters is also at the top of the world.

If the time is rewind by 30 years, the ancestor Lingmen may be able to compete with him in Buddhism. Time goes back further, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose in the battle between Xuan Cheng and Bashiba, who is known as "the first martial arts in Shaolin in the past two hundred years".

But now, although Abbot Xuanci has profound martial arts, he is faintly the first person in Shaolin. Shaolin stunts such as the robe subduing the demon skill, the Prajna palm, and the Donkey Kong palm make it superb.

But compared with the Eighth Division, it is obviously still a little worse. Even Xuan Ci is not an opponent, several times in Shaolin, who else can fight with the Eighth Division?!

Xuan Ci was deeply embarrassed, everyone was guilty of difficulty in choosing, and he had no choice at all.

Bashiba's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Of course he is not in a hurry, the longer Xuan Ci drags on, the more discerning people can see Shaolin's embarrassing situation. The great Shaolin couldn't choose one person to fight with him, which is the biggest shame!

Just as Xuan Ci was about to make a desperate bet, a loud shout suddenly came from the onlookers: "Master Bashiba, the kid will fight with you." ”

Now those who dare to stand around the school field and watch are all people who boast of their high strength and are not afraid of being implicated in the war. But they are only confident that they will not be killed by the aftermath of the battle. Who is so bold and dares to take the initiative to ask for battle!

The crowd parted, and only a handsome young man strolled in, escorted by several people. Many heroes gasped in unison.

"That's the White-Eyebrow Eagle King!"

"There are also five scattered people such as Monk Peng and Zhou Lu."

"Even Yang Xiao, the left envoy of light, is here, and the one wearing the mask is Fan Yao, the right envoy."

"In this way, isn't the brother in the middle the current Mingjiao Sect advocate Wuji! It's not that he had a grudge with Shaolin due to illness when he was young, how could he take the initiative to help Shaolin out of the siege? ”

……

Everyone was talking about it, and although Zhang Wuji felt a little awkward, he would not react much. But the hot gaze on the guest seat made him feel like he was on pins and needles.

In the direction of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhao Min glared at Zhang Wuji fiercely, although he was angry, no one was afraid. On the contrary, I feel that this just adds a bit of heroism to her delicate face, and it is more beautiful and moving.

Zhao Min said with a smile: "Ah, isn't this our Zhang Wuji Zhang Great Sect Master." Why, do you think the Ming Dynasty is not good and want to join the Song Dynasty? It's better to come to my Yuan Dynasty to serve, and the lord of this county guarantees that he will definitely give you very good 'good treatment'." ”

The deliberately aggravated words of "good treatment" made Zhang Wuji slam a shock. Just kidding, wouldn't going to the Yuan Dynasty be self-defeating, and then I won't let you, the little witch, play with it.

Thinking of the depths, Zhang Wuji hurriedly shook his head vigorously. No, no, auspicious and free, evil thoughts and gods and horses are all dispersed.

Deliberately ignoring Zhao Min's dissatisfied expression, Zhang Wuji looked at the Shaolin monks: "Abbot Xuanci, since the Shaolin masters haven't figured out who to send to appear, I don't know if it's okay for the kid to fight?" ”

Lin Daoyuan showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, which was interesting. Previously, Wang Yangming missed a hand to shock the audience. He represents Confucianism, who ruled the court for thousands of years.

Now that Xiao Zhang is asking for battle, he will definitely not take the initiative to show off with his personality. Could it be that Zhang Sanfeng is ready to take this opportunity to suppress Buddhism and revitalize Taoism?

Anyway, he's a junior, and it's normal to lose. And with Zhang Wuji's strong Jiuyang divine skills, coupled with many divine skills such as Qiankun Great Shift, Tai Chi, etc., it will definitely make the Eighth Master Ba happy to see the hunting heart, and take the opportunity to understand the truth of different martial arts.

The longer it lasts, the more face Taoism has. Look, let's play with a junior and play with the Mongolian national division, let's be amazing.

Xuan Ci has been able to serve as the abbot of Shaolin for so many years, and his career is thriving, obviously his political talent should not be underestimated. I also noticed that something was wrong.

At that moment, he replied loudly: "Thank you Lord Zhang for your kindness, but as Lord Zhao Min said." Zhang Shizhu is not the people of the Song Dynasty, such a national event, it is not appropriate to appear. ”

Just as Xuan Ci's words fell, there was a burst of laughter from the sky, and his voice was full of anger, and he knew that the person who came must be the master of the world.

"Abbot Xuanci's words are reasonable, it is indeed a little inappropriate for Little Brother Zhang to play, so I will replace this battle with Lao Dao." (To be continued.) )