There were even more of these Shura than just now, and they stood densely together, one by one. Seeing that they were about to reach the top of the mountain, these Shura had no intention of rushing up. Thinking of what kind of prohibition should Hirohito and Volcano have placed here, so that these Shura can only stop here.

With the experience just now, although there are many Shura in front of me, I also want to verify what the old monk said to me just now. As long as you can transmit the power of the seeds, one by one, and see what kind of effect it will have in the end. But just when I was about to do it, I was pulled away by the old monk: "I don't need you this time, I'll give you a sample!" ”

As he spoke, the old monk took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and waved casually at the countless Shura in front of him, a gesture similar to his habitual slapping posture. It's just that this slap goes down at the same time. There was a sound of landslides cracking inside the Shura pile. At the same time, from front to back, like a collapsing domino, I could see the bodies of all the Shura explode in an instant, leaving only countless stump feet on the ground in the thick blood mist. The Shura in the distance were also stunned by this sight, and after they reacted, "Boom! Then the birds and beasts scattered, screaming and running back down the mountain.

Seeing this scene, my jaw is about to fall to the ground, even if it is Wu Rendi, this kind of destructive power is probably not able to do it, right? With just such a slap, he killed so many Shura. What is the origin of this old monk......

This slap was slapped, and the old monk's evil fire was also scattered. He glanced at the stump feet of countless Shura on the ground, shook his head and said, "Buddha, I have suffered a loss without a physical body, if my physical body is still there now, Buddha." Just a little bit of a ghost cub. Can they still be brought down alive? After finishing speaking, the old monk was still sighing vigorously, as if he had been wronged a lot.

The blood mist in front of him has not yet dissipated, and even a sloppy figure like the Shangshan old monk is unwilling to go down against the blood mist. While I was waiting for the blood mist to dissipate, I approached the old monk's side and said, "Great monk, do you have anything to pay attention to this time?" Why don't you teach me how to slap this slap? ”

After the old monk glanced at me, he didn't refuse as before, and even showed signs of relenting: "It's not impossible to teach you, but you have Wu Mian's things on you." Buddha, I swore to the Buddha before, Wu Mian's things Buddha, I will not touch it. I clicked on you a few times before. It's almost like stepping on the red line. ”

Speaking of which, I thought that the old monk was relieved and didn't plan to teach me, but the words of the great monk changed sharply, and then said: "But the Buddha I am not an apprentice who has not received a monk before, and if you want to learn this slap, it is not difficult." Spit out Wu Mian's things first and draw a line with him. Then shave your own hair, and then kneel in front of the Buddha and me to beg for a year and a half. Buddha I was reluctant at first one hundred and twenty, and then you grinded it tightly, and finally Buddha I had compassion, reluctantly accepted you as a named disciple, first observed for thirty or fifty years, and waited until I saw that you were indeed a monk's material. I'll teach you this slap again. What do you think? If you figure it out, kneel here, Buddha, I'll give you a face, and count the days from now on......"

I only gasped when I heard the old monk's words, but after hearing him say that he had accepted a disciple from a monk before. My heart moved, and I continued to say to the old monk: "I want to go home and discuss with my parents about becoming a monk." But the great monk, just now you said that you had accepted an apprentice of a monk before, what happened to that senior brother? How many years did he learn how to slap you? ”

Hearing me talk about his apprentice who was born as a monk, the old monk's face was a little dazed, and he tilted his head and thought for a long time before he muttered: "If you don't say it, I'll forget it, that thief is bald and has his own back." Later, he provoked Wu Mian, and his skills were turned into Wu Mian. He originally had the same physique as you, but Wu Mian didn't know what method he used, and he actually reversed the physique of my stupid apprentice. Overnight, he turned him back into a normal man, and finally only lived for twenty or thirty years before he died......"

Speaking of this, the expression on the old monk's face became a little sad. But after a pause, he regained his previous expression of Lao Tzu's second place in the world, and heard the old monk continue: "It was because of this that I had an appointment with Wu Mian back then. The topic is from me, the two of us smack each other's mouths, and whoever can't stand it first will lose. Originally, I had calculated everything, but I just fucking forgot to calculate that Wu Mian would start pumping me first......"

Speaking of this, the old monk's eyes were a little confused, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was recalling the moment when he was hit in the mouth. Seeing that he couldn't return to reality for a while, I was anxious to listen to the final result, and at the moment in the ear of the old monk, I asked knowingly: "What happened later?" Which of the two of you fanned whom? ”

At this time, the old monk's thoughts were still in the process of arguing with Wu Mian back then, he barely thought about it, and blurted out: "You slap me here, Buddha, I will wake up the next day...... What do you ask so much? Get on your knees, I can't wait. Let's get it from the simple meaning, and then shave your head back on it...... "Baidu Sister-in-law|Persona of the Poll Bureau

At this time, the blood mist on the mountain road had dissipated, and this saved me. At the moment, I was using the excuse of going down the mountain quickly and saying something back to the top, so I escaped this catastrophe. But on the way down the mountain, the old monk still told me vigorously, what to say today, if I talk nonsense outside and he knows, he can swallow this breath, and whether their Buddha can swallow this breath is two words.

After walking down the mountain, I glanced back at the top of the mountain and said to the old monk, "Why don't we walk slowly, and wait for Guangren and the volcano." Both of them are regarded as generous masters, and with them here, returning to them can also increase the chances of winning.

"There are people who have been generous masters, but there is no one who can get out of here at the beginning." In the quarrel just now, after Guangren had the upper hand, the great monk Shangshan didn't want to go back to meet them. At that moment, he urged Zhang Maocai again and again to let him take the two of us to the Eye of Sighing.

followed Zhang Maocai all the way forward, and I don't know how long I walked. I saw a towering mountain range in the distance, and after seeing this mountain range, Zhang Maocai pointed to this mountain and said: "You can see the Eye of Sighing when you turn over the Broken Gut Ridge in front." Speaking of this, the old bastard paused for a moment, then looked up at the top of the mountain, and said: "This mountain has also been occupied by Shura all these years, and if we ghosts wanted to go over, we had to go around from the foot of the mountain. Look at your ability, and you are not taboo about what Shura does not do. But I still have to ask, are we going to go straight up the hill and climb over it, or do we do the same and go around the bottom of the mountain? "The regiment is anti-clawed.

"What do you say yourself?" The old monk of Shangshan glared, stared at Zhang Maocai and said, "Then do you want to receive this slap from the Buddha here, or do you want to go up the mountain to feed Shura yourself?" ”

Just now, the old monk of Shangshan slapped him for fear of shattering the Shura, and Zhang Maocai saw it clearly behind him. The old monk's slap, where can he afford it. At that moment, Zhang Maocai said to the old monk with a smiling face: "Actually, I also asked redundantly, what do you two care about now?" I'll take you the nearest way. When there was no Shura on this mountain, I also walked that road a few times. By the way, that white-haired guy also followed me down that road. ”

As we spoke, Zhang Maocai led us on. But when he got to the foot of the mountain, the old bastard also stopped. He smiled dryly and retreated behind me and the old monk and said, "Go further on, and you will see Shura." Little Lao'er's cheap life will take the two of you to the Eye of Sighing, you see......