Everyone has been together for so long, and they are naturally very familiar with each other's cooperation, and the others have begun to evacuate the people and prepare to mend the knife.

They all know that once the famine is struck, there is little room for it.

Mozi, Kunwu Ancestor, and the middle-aged man in Huangquan, etc., all died under the knife of the wilderness.

Seeing the absurd knife coming, Jiagu's face changed suddenly, he looked at the little Taoist priest and the others, and he was suddenly frightened in his heart, he knew in his heart that once the fight started, he would be besieged and killed.

Others may look at his identity and not kill him.

However, these Daomen people, as well as the martial artist in front of them, will definitely not spare their hands.

"Donor slowly!"

As soon as Gaku's words came out, he was interrupted by the absurd: "Come and don't be rude!"

"Coming!"

With a single sword, the sword intent raged, and a violent and cruel aura was born from the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow.

In the name of Xuan, this is a nirvana move that Huang realized from the Emperor Shang Xuanniao Banner.

He had seen the human emperor in the ruins of the beginning.

Naturally, he had some understanding of the other party's breath, and at the same time, he was in retreat in the Emperor Shang Xuanniao Banner for three months, and his understanding of Emperor Xin was more profound.

So, he created a sword technique and named it Xuan Lin, in order to place the human emperor's expectations for the human race.

纣, although not a good word!

However, this is the term he has been called for thousands of years.

Others couldn't understand the profundity of this knife, but Gagu's face changed suddenly at this moment, and a strong crisis arose in his heart.

He knew in his heart that he had made a move, and this time he could only take it hard.

Only in this way can we win respect with strength.

Only if the strength of the two sides is equal, he can propose to stop, and the other party will seriously consider it.

All the hearts are in the case of being inferior to others, and all the resignations are equal in time.

Naturally, Gagu understood this truth.

Holding the seal of the king of the Ming in his hand, Jiagu's eyes were full of calm, he believed that the inheritance of their Buddhism, a seal of the king of the king of the Ming was enough to resist this sword.

When the Emperor arrived, Gagu found that he could not block the sword just by not moving the seal of the King of Ming, and the spiritual power was ***, and he hurriedly pinched out the fearless lion mark and attacked him brazenly.

Click!

Between the lightning and flint, he slashed through the dreadnought lion mark and landed on Gagu.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spit out, there was a Buddha light flickering on Jiagu's body, and the swastika flickering, he looked at the wilderness who came with a knife, and the little Taoist priest and others who were about to make a move, and hurriedly suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, and put his hands together to make a Buddha salute: "Donor, it's Qin Guoshi!"

"What's the matter, you want to kill this seat and promote the Buddha?"

Araku's face was full of smiles, but the qi and blood on his body were even more boiling, and it was obvious that he was accumulating strength and preparing a big killing move.

"No!"

"I've heard the name of the national teacher for a long time, and when I see it today, it's really extraordinary!"

A smile appeared on Gagu's face, and he turned to the wilderness and said, "The poor monk made a move before, offending the national teacher, and now the national teacher has also made a move, it is the poor monk who has lost!"

"I think we have the same purpose, we are all for the ancient inheritance of Puyang, there is no need to fight fearlessly here, this will only cheapen others, how about you and I just stop here?"

Seeing that Gagu had dispersed the momentum around him, the wasted party stopped, and the boiling qi and blood gradually stabilized, and the accumulated true qi was still gaining momentum.

"Compete for the ancient inheritance of the world, I will not stop you!"

"However, neither you are a Buddhist nor a Taoist, you are not allowed to preach in the world!"

Speaking of this, the absurd words changed sharply and said, "Your Buddhism pays attention to the bliss of past lives, and pays attention to the desire to know the causes of past lives, and the recipients of this life are; If you want to know the consequences of the afterlife, the author of this life is..."

"Karma is good, but your Buddhism cultivates the afterlife, and at the moment in the Central Plains, the war is burning, and under the general trend, there is smoke everywhere, which is not suitable for preaching!"

"Allow you to enter the world

Competing for the ancient inheritance is already a limit!"

At this moment, Gagu smiled and shook his head: "The national teacher should know that with the current ability of the national teacher, I'm afraid that it won't be able to stop us from preaching, right?"

"It's not once or twice that the human world has tried to fight against the monks, but without surprise, they have all failed!"

"Why should the national teacher bother to be a dry bone on this road!"

"Haha, if this seat is not bad, those top powerhouses of your Buddhism Sect will not be able to go down the mountain!" He laughed coldly, stared at Kagu, and said, "If someone in your Buddhist sect dares to disobey, this seat will carry a knife to the entrance of the world!"

"Come one, kill one in this seat, come in two, kill one in this seat!"

"If you don't believe it, you can try, this seat will never break its word!"

After speaking, Huang took the little Taoist priest and others and left.

There was a solemnity in Gagu's eyes, and he heard firmness in his words.

Moreover, the strength of the other side is very strong.

The horror of his combat power is no longer below him at all.

Moreover, by the side of the wilderness, he also followed the monks of the Daomen and the people who sealed the sons of the world.

At this thought, Gagu hesitated.

For a long time, he completely suppressed the idea of preaching.

Because he knew in his heart that no matter what kind of thoughts and actions the Buddhist headquarters had when they heard the news, they would take action.

That was all later.

For him now, all this is false.

He is alone in the world.

Although there are other Buddhist disciples who have come down the mountain, those people may not be able to help him.

With the power and strength of the wilderness, he has the confidence to kill him.

He died, and everything was over.

His ambition, his ambition is higher than the sky, and his dream of being a Buddha will all be in vain.

........

Ye Ruo guest house.

Under the arrangement of Nangong Allure, their group stayed in the guest house.

The word Ye Ruo is taken from the mulberry that has not fallen, and its Ye Woruo.

From "Weifeng Hooligans".

After the guy brought the wine and food and left, Nangong Chengcheng personally poured wine for the wilderness: "The national teacher also knows something about Western teachings?"

"Know a little bit about it!"

Taking a sip of Wei wine, Huang smiled at Nangong Allure and said, "But not much, at least not more than you!"

"National Teacher, isn't it really a contemporary walk of the Daomen?"

At this moment, the little Taoist priest frowned and said.

He met the famine very early and had some understanding of the famine.

If you bring the wilderness into the identity of the Taoist walk, it will be the perfect mystery of the rise of the power wilderness.

The only thing that puzzled him was that he didn't understand the Dao, and all his cultivation came from the martial arts, although this kind of cultivation method was extremely fine, far from being comparable to the current martial arts.

However, this does not explain the absurdity of the Dao method.

After all, the monk's greatest advantage is not only because of his unparalleled combat power, but also because of his longevity.

Monks, fight with the heavens, fight with yourself.

Only by living long enough can you become strong enough.

As a contemporary walk of the Daomen, there is no reason not to cultivate the Dao Method, but to choose the vulgar martial arts.

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