"Oh, old bald donkey, don't deceive people too much, aren't all monks bad for compassion?"

With the strength of the insect grandmother, although he can fight against the ordinary King Kong realm without falling behind, the strength of the old monk makes him jealous in his heart.

"Compassion? That's for the good..."

Juekong Bao's appearance was solemn, and his emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest, "If you kill one person, you can save a thousand people, and then the poor monk can also do it!" ”

The insect grandmother hid behind her back with one hand, gently hooked, pointed at Juekong with the other, and shouted: "Stinky monk, aren't you afraid of going to hell?" ”

"Amitabha! I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! ”

Juekong let go of his closed hands and persuaded: "Before you start, the poor monk still has a word of persuasion, the donor might as well hand over the method of solving the Gu, so that the poor monk can surpass you and ascend to bliss early." ”

"Fuck you, let's let this seat overtake you stinky bald donkey first!"

The insect shook her body, and the insect shadow behind her was suddenly monstrous, and the fingers hidden behind her were drawn, and the insects in the sky shook their wings, making a terrible buzzing sound, and quickly attacked the old monk.

"Why bother..."

Juekong couldn't persuade him, and he didn't want to bother talking, so he slowly waved his palm.

"Poof!"

The power of King Kong turned into a pair of large palms, constantly slapping at the flying insects, making a crackling sound.

"Good means, drink!"

The insect control technique has reached the realm of supernatural insectism, and the insects are flying up and down, and the corpses of the insects that were photographed down are also immediately devoured by other flying insects.

After devouring their kind, the flying insects become more violent and ferocious.

As both hands pointed out, the insect army instantly split into two, like ocean waves, one slammed into King Kong's palm, and the other swept towards Juekong.

Juekong shot down countless flying insects, but he couldn't finish shooting, and those insects seemed to have infinite reproductive ability.

Not only is it not decreasing, but it is increasing.

"Zilalala!"

In just a few breaths, Juekong's body was crawling with flying insects, and the flying insects were extremely excited, because they could finally taste flesh and blood.

"Hahaha, want to kill this seat? I can't help myself..."

Grandma Worm didn't expect it to be so easy, she was stunned, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

But before he could laugh for long, golden light overflowed from under the flying insects.

"Amitabha! Good, good! ”

The Buddha name is still the same, but the voice is full of supreme majesty and cannot be challenged.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

Immediately after, the golden light exploded, and the flying insects disappeared in an instant.

Looking at it intently, Juekong was holding a horse step, his arms were raised above his head, and two huge golden palms were illusory, supporting the sky.

"Damn, the monk fights, is it so fierce?"

Grandma Insect's heart skipped a beat, and the power on the other side was no longer something he could match, but he couldn't quit easily.

"Wow!"

I saw that he spun in a circle, lunged forward under his feet, and waved his arms out, "Look at my scabs, endless insect tide!" ”

"Hulala..."

In an instant, a bamboo tube appeared behind the insect grandmother, and countless flying insects were born in it, making a sharp cry, like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun, and flying out quickly.

This magic is to use the living person as a container, so as to refine the magic of poisonous insects, and Gu magic, witchcraft and called the three major evil arts in the south.

"Humph!"

Seeing this move, Juekong snorted angrily.

An astonishing wave of sound swept away, causing the insect tide to pause.

Taking advantage of the short gap, Juekong transported the power of King Kong, and the palm shadows around him flew up, and then spun around.

"Vajra Prajna Palm!"

This palm technique is both rigid and soft, like a mountain and a river.

The insects only paused for a few breaths, and they didn't expect this person to dare to resist, as if they were enraged.

Deng Shi was not afraid of death, and bit the old monk, vowing to devour him to the bone.

"Bang la la la..."

However, the flying insect was delusional even when it got close, and before it got close, it was slapped into powder by countless King Kong palms.

As soon as the mountain wind blew, it only took a few breaths, and the flying insects were killed.

At this time, the insect grandmother had already taken advantage of the chaos to slip away, but Juekong had already calculated that he wanted to escape.

"Huh!"

After killing all the flying insects, Juekong's body flashed in the air and appeared a hundred zhang away.

"I..."

The insect grandmother only cared about running away, and almost bumped into the old monk's arms, so she quickly stopped her body and quickly flashed in the other direction.

"Where to go!"

Seeing this, Juekong, who had been waiting for a long time, reached out with his big hand, and in an instant, a big palm of King Kong flew out, pinching the figure of the insect grandmother.

"Hmm, let go of this seat, you dead bald donkey, you can't die well!"

The insect grandmother was caught, and her mouth was still emitting a vicious curse

"Humph! The poor monk will not die, he has the will of the Buddha," Juekong stepped into the air, "Donor, turn back to the shore, don't make mistakes, hand over the method of solving the Gu, the poor monk can also give you a good time!" ”

"Hey, hey, hahaha..."

After hearing this, Grandma Worm was not afraid to laugh, "After all, you just refuse to let me go, and you want to solve the Gu method?" ”

"Humph! Don't say that this seat doesn't have it, even if you dare to use it? Hahaha..."

As the saying goes, clay figurines still have three points of fire.

Even if Juekong's ability to nourish qi is good, the other party's obsession again and again makes him very angry.

"Then the donor will die!"

Juekong stretched out a finger and pointed, and the palm of King Kong's hand increased the grip.

"Uhh

This grip is enough to shatter a small mountain, and it is difficult for a mere insect to resist, "Damn, you forced me..."

"Insect solution Dafa!"

only heard a "bang", and the whole person burst open, turning into more than a dozen flying insects and escaping.

"It's actually a broken arm to survive!"

The flying insects fled very quickly, and Juekong couldn't tell which one was the insect for a while, and flew up and down, killing only three strands.

"It seems that your time has not yet come..."

When Juekong reappeared, the other flying insects were long gone.

Then he withdrew his large palm, and a left arm fell from it, which was caught by Juekong.

"Huh? It's..."

Then, he pulled out a fragment of paper from the sleeve of his robe.

......

"Here's the way..."

Just when everyone was at a loss, Juekong's voice reached the hall from far and near, and after only a few breaths, he appeared in front of the door.

"Senior Brother Juekong, you're back..." Juefeng hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern, "How?" I'm not hurt..."

Juekong laughed softly: "Senior brother, don't worry, it's just treacherous, and it can't hurt me." ”

"Did the master catch up with the worm?"

The current situation is not optimistic, Shen Xingliu hurriedly asked, "What about others?" And what do you mean by that? ”

"Don't worry," Juekong took out the fragment from his sleeve and said, "The poor monk has already captured him, how did he expect this thief to survive with a broken arm, this is from his broken arm sleeve." ”

As he spoke, he handed the fragment to Uncle Xuanji and said hello to him.

"Boom..."

"Hey, isn't this the Golden Silkworm Gong that has been lost for hundreds of years?"

Xuan Ji opened the fragment, looked at it at a glance, his brows gradually relaxed, and he nodded again and again, "That's right, this is the way, but it's a pity that it's just a fragment... From the records...

Although the Golden Silkworm Gu is vicious, if it recognizes its master, it will be beneficial to the host and harmless.

Although I don't know who created the Golden Silkworm Gong, it is the only way to get the Golden Silkworm to recognize the master, and after practicing to the fullest, even if the tendons and veins are broken, it can be easily repaired.

Everyone asked suspiciously, "But this exercise is not complete, how should I practice it..."

Xuan Ji pondered for a moment, "It's enough to have this fragment, but I don't know if Lady Shui may give up her little benefactor and let her practice in Lingjue Temple for ten years." ”

"Practice? Decade? ”

Shui Mo was confused, even if he was reluctant in his heart, he still responded: "If you can save his life, the concubine will give up!" Please also ask the master to tell me how to practice. ”

"Well, that's good,"

Xuan Ji nodded and said: "If you practice this Golden Silkworm Gong and then bless it with Buddhism, you may be able to make the Golden Silkworm Gu recognize the master, but it is difficult to achieve great achievements..."

Everyone's hearts were up and down, and finally slowly put down, "As long as you can make the golden silkworm recognize the Lord, you don't have to be Dacheng, you don't have to be Dacheng..."

It is a great blessing to be able to save his life, so how can he ask for great achievements in vain?

......

"Uh-huh..."

The level was originally lying quietly on the futon to rest, but the golden silkworm Gu actually broke free from the restraints and swam in his body again.

"Ah, mother, Ping'er hurts..."

Shui Mo and the others were shocked, they didn't expect this insect Gu to be so violent, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

The intense pain, which came out like a heart, made the level of twitching twice, spit out several mouthfuls of sour water in his mouth, and then fell to the ground, almost fainting.

As soon as Tang Xuanxuan on the side wanted to make a move, she heard Xuanji say: "Amitabha, can you let the poor monk give it a try?" ”

"Master, please!" Tang Xuanxuan bowed down and asked, it just so happened that she could also observe from the sidelines.

Hearing this, Xuanji moved quickly, stepped forward quickly, pulled out all the silver needles, and each one was pulled out, and then pointed out with a subtle finger.

"Amitabha, Uncle Shi is using the finger power of one finger Zen to seal the path of action of the Golden Silkworm Gu, don't worry..."

Juefeng smiled slightly, and introduced: "Uncle Shi has practiced one-finger meditation for more than fifty years, and has become a great success, his finger power is comparable to a silver needle, under his control, the finger power can reach the heart, and many patients have been cured over the years." ”

"I see!"

Everyone nodded, all in amazement.

One finger Zen practice is extremely difficult, after this achievement, it is not a problem to wear gold through stones, but also can be through the air, one finger to break the river.

As Xuan Ji pointed out, the little face of the level gradually relaxed.

After another stick of incense, the Golden Silkworm Gu was controlled in a small area.

"Whew, it shouldn't be a big deal..."

Xuan Ji got up and wiped the sweat on his head, "I didn't expect this golden silkworm to be quite active, and the poor monk wrote a recipe for raising insects for a while, so that the insects would not be hungry and devour the flesh and blood of the little donor." ”

"There's Master Lao!"

Shui Moshi wanted to lean over and thank him, but he found that he couldn't bend down.

Only then did I know that it was Xuanji who did it...

"Amitabha, good deeds are rewarded, Mrs. Shui does good deeds on weekdays, and poor monks have also heard of it, and now the little donor can turn danger into a disaster, which is also your accumulation."

After saying goodbye to everyone, Xuanji went straight to the Pharmacist Institute to prepare medicinal materials.

......

"Ruyi, you send Ping'er back to the wing room to rest, I still have something to discuss with the masters..."

Shui Ruyi nodded, picked up the level gently, and sent him back to the wing room to rest.

Of course, she knew what her mother was talking about...

Now that Daddy hasn't come back yet, is Ping'er going to leave them too?

But fortunately, my younger brother is in the Lingjue Temple, not too far away, if you miss him, you can come and see him at any time.