Because it is a Buddhist holy place, the city of Jinguang should be full of good men and women, and Sanskrit music is sung endlessly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but now, as far as the eye can see, it is full of fierce gods and evil, and the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods everywhere seem to be a gathering place of rivers and lakes.

The arrival of these chaotic warriors naturally brought about a lot of battles between right and wrong. No, just walking into the city from outside the city for a few miles, Wu Hao has already witnessed three fights and two murders, and he is also drunk!

I finally ran into a monk with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and when I stopped and asked, I realized that since three days ago, there had been a steady stream of warriors coming from all over the country, and the purpose of these warriors coming here was only from the news spread by a person with a hidden identity.

Wu Hao couldn't help but ask the monk curiously, "Do you know what kind of news can attract so many martial artists to come here?"

The monk scratched his bald head and said, "The poor monk also knows about it, but he has only vaguely heard that it seems that some treasure is hidden in a temple in Jinguang City. ”

Wu Hao saw that the monk knew very little, so he thanked him and let him leave. After thinking about it for a while, he began to look for a restaurant along the street. Familiar with martial arts, he knows that the most convenient places to get information are taverns and restaurants.

After taking a turn on the street, Wu Hao chose the largest restaurant and walked in. At this time, it was the meal, and the hall on the first floor was already full, and the shopkeeper, who was so busy, saw Wu Hao come in, hurriedly ran over with a handkerchief, bowed and asked, "Son, how many of you?"

Wu Hao looked around and found that most of the diners were martial artists who worked the rivers and lakes, but he didn't find any empty seats, so he said, "I'm the only one, is there still a seat?"

The little second hurriedly replied: "Yes, there is a seat, there is still a vacant seat in the hall on the second floor, please go upstairs?"

Wu Hao nodded, and went up to the second floor with Xiao Er. The second floor is also a hall with a large space, not to mention more than ten square tables, near the window on the left, there is an empty table, and the little two heads lead the way, and it is the empty table that is gone.

After sitting down, Wu Hao ordered a few side dishes with meat and vegetables, asked for a pot of rice wine, and waited patiently.

Wu Hao's front and back and right sides have already sat at a table of people, looking at the dress, they should all be people from the rivers and lakes who came here to try their luck. The table on the right seemed to be almost drunk, and they were all eating at this time, while there were only two people at the back table, and they didn't live much, just poured themselves a drink, and occasionally looked around vigilantly. And the table in front of him seemed to have just been served, and he was pushing the cup and changing the cup, and he was drinking.

Wu Hao seemed to be looking out of the window casually, but in fact, he secretly pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the big man who was drinking at the table blowing the conch. One said that he had killed a black-backed tiger king alone, another said that he had seven times in one night in Lichun Temple, and the other was even more outrageous, saying that he had killed a one-horned wolf king the next day after seven times in one night.

After a little look at a few martial artists whose cowhide was blown into the sky, the most powerful one in this table was only a low-level martial artist, and what black-backed tiger king, and what unicorn wolf king, it was not enough for the two demon beasts to stuff their teeth. Wu Hao almost burst out laughing, and said in his heart: "Funny, you guys are really serious!"

When the meal ordered by Wu Hao was served to Xiao Er, the people at that table stopped being funny and chatted normally, and the conversation was exactly what Wu Hao was interested in. One of the short men hesitantly asked the big man who seemed to be the leader: "Big brother, in fact, I don't really understand, why are we here to join in the excitement this time?"

When Dahan heard this, he slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said: "Nonsense, of course it's for the treasure, there are the highest martial arts classics in Buddhism in the treasure, if we can get one and a half copies, we don't have to sit here and brag anymore!"

The little man said again: "However, if the Buddhist martial arts are really as magical as the legend, why are all the monks we have seen in the past few days like melons, and even I can bully them?"

"Yes, big brother, so many heroes have been here for a few days, and I haven't seen any masters among the monks stand up and speak!"

The eldest brother stood up, gave each of them a brain, and said, "You know a fart!" Then he sat down again, took a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and said while chewing: "That Buddhism was four thousand years ago, but it is the most powerful sect in our Black Dragon Domain, like the three major sects now, it is not enough for people to destroy it with one hand!"

Taking a sip of old wine, he continued: "At that time, among the Buddhist sects, there were seven or eight masters who had entered the sainthood alone, and there was even one named Venerable Muni, who was almost close to the legendary martial god, and only Li Chongyang, the real person of the Taoist sect at that time, was barely his opponent. ”

The little man couldn't help but ask, "Then why didn't it end up like this?"

The eldest brother didn't blame him for grabbing white, pointed to the top of his head, and continued: "It's not because of the above, the Founding Emperor believed in Taoism, and got the support of the Holy Land, coupled with the full suppression of Buddhism by Chongyang Zhenren, that Buddhism had to fade out of the Black Dragon Domain!"

"Aren't they so many masters, and they were all shrunken turtles at that time?" The thin monkey looked down on the monks.

"It's not that it's invincible, it's just that Buddhism's martial arts are relatively unique, and they don't cultivate internal qi and refine the physical body alone. Therefore, their attacks are extremely fierce, and it is not a problem to open the stele and crack the stone, but if they encounter an evenly matched internal cultivation master, they can take advantage of it at first, but after a long time, they will be defeated due to the decline in physical strength. The eldest brother knew a lot, and he was interested in showing off, so he explained carefully.

Wu Hao just heard the words "refining the flesh alone", his eyes lit up, isn't this the route he is taking now? Could it be that the true method of quenching the body is the method of Buddhism? So he listened more attentively, and the two people behind him, who had been drinking in a muffled voice, also looked at each other and became more and more quiet.

The eldest brother obviously knew a lot, and took advantage of the wine, and then said: "That Buddhism is because it is not good at fighting for a long time, and after suffering several losses, it finally chose to cross east and go to the East China Sea. It was only when he was about to leave that he was suddenly attacked by the master of the Holy Land, and it was too late to transfer, so he left some of the treasures in this Golden Light City. Although the Buddhist exercises cannot last, if I can practice them, I don't seek to become extraordinary, but I can enjoy it in the rivers and lakes!"