【Senfeng Temple Boxing: 1.5%】

Han Baiyi was stunned.

For the average Liver Emperor player, what do you need to do in this situation?

Liver fucking of course!

It's a pity that Han Baiyi is just an ordinary seal emperor, not the legendary bald liver emperor.

So he added the potential point to it.

I saw the progress bar on the panel increase from [1.5%] to [100%].

[Gain Learning Ability: Xianfeng Fist Method]

You see, the game is much easier than chasing a girlfriend.

Why?

He's got a progress bar!

After seeing the Xianfeng Fist Technique that he had completed learning on the panel, a little bit of spiritual qi that was difficult to see with the naked eye appeared in Han Baiyi's spiritual eyes, and the thunder seed in his body echoed with this, as if he was from the same system.

The internal strength derived from the Xianfeng Fist Method fused with Bai Lei with the help of the system, and the muscles of the whole body expanded and contracted with a very weak amplitude, and the bones seemed to have completed decades of refining and forging in just a few moments.

According to the description on the Xianfeng boxing book, if you want to complete the Xianfeng boxing method, you need more than 30 years of uninterrupted practice.

But Han Baiyi only needs a moment.

This is him, Han Baiyi, a hard-working genius.

From the simplest Vajra bow combo punch, all the way to the mysteries [stunt Xianfeng Temple Bodhisattva Feet], all the moves are coordinated with internal strength, and they are familiar with it.

And after completely learning the fist technique of Xianfeng Temple, Han Baiyi can understand why the old monk's body has rotted so much, and his speed and reaction are still so sharp.

Why?

Because he can learn from him!

Although Han Baiyi could even do better than the old monk, he didn't say it because he was very modest.

The change in the spiritual level is obviously impossible for the old monk who does not have a spiritual vision to discover.

However, Han Baiyi still did not adjust the timeline, but silently hugged the broken arm and pretended to be pitiful.

A silent and weak look.

"Don't answer?"

The old nun grabbed his neck, and his thin and withered body burst out with unimaginable power, forcibly lifting Han Baiyi's more than 100 catties high, and then picked it up horizontally, setting off a gust of wind.

Bang.

Slammed on the ground.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Han Baiyi almost didn't spray his face with a mouthful of old blood.

You're too neat, aren't you afraid of smashing us to death?!

The punishment was so painful, Han Baiyi rebelled as quickly as possible.

“...... Yes, yes. ”

"They didn't die."

"Huh? You think I'm going to believe your nonsense? Not only did the old nun's voice become too much, but even her brain became too much, "You ninjas who have been trained in all kinds of hardships will tell the truth so easily?" What's more, it's still a ninja who once held a dragon yin. Are you stupid to me? ”

Han Baiyi's eyes widened, although what I said was indeed a lie, but I was sincere in framing our own people! You can't slander me like that!

Before Han Baiyi could struggle, he saw the old nun slashing horizontally again, and the whole person was like a wet towel, snapping on the ground.

"Don't say it yet!!"

You don't believe me either! ’

Han Baiyi was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes, knowing that he was afraid that he would be photographed to death if he continued like this, so he simply turned back.

When he returned to the door of the Zhong Ghost Buddha Hall, Gus was about to go over and push the door, but Han Baiyi stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

Gus looked at him with a frown.

"Don't meddle in a fight for a while."

Han Baiyi pulled out the knife from the sheath, but Gus was at a loss:

"Didn't you just say you didn't know ......"

"Lie to you."

Han Baiyi split the bolt with a knife, raised his foot and kicked the door, the strength of the Xianfeng Temple's boxing method was used on the foot, and the door of the Buddhist hall, which was more than six meters high, was kicked with a loud noise, and an oblique angle of the wooden door was kicked and broken, and the whole wooden board flew out along the straight line.

The right foot was withdrawn, and the leg was faintly flashing with thunder.

Before the old nun, who was pretending to mutter, "Oooh, oh......" before she could move, her back was shrouded by the fragments of the wooden door that came quickly, and her heart immediately reacted, and she stepped backwards, and pressed the huge broken wood away.

Turning around, the Immortal Peak Fist posture had already formed in his hand.

Gus behind Han Baiyi frowned.

Glancing at the corner where the door had been kicked to pieces.

He hadn't noticed that this guy had so much strength before.

Han Baiyi's face was expressionless, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the little contradiction that the old nun had used herself as a towel in the last second.

In fact, he was calculating how many pieces she would chop into pieces, or how many times she would be chopped into pieces.

He has always been a very generous man.

The time requirement for revenge is generally from 00:01 to 23:59.

As for the two seconds missing, it should be given to someone by him.

Oh, and the date is every day.

Looking at the old nun covered in undead insects, the corners of Han Baiyi's lips grinned appropriately.

"Master Xianfeng, fake."

"Right?"

The old nun, who was just about to pretend to say something slowly, suddenly shut up and looked directly at the man in front of her with a vacant gaze.

The voice was still old and sharp.

"You...... Is it a disciple of Ba? ”

"You've recognized me."

Han Baiyi has never changed his face when he lies, and if he moves an eyelash, he loses.

"In that case...... You should have heard her say it. The old nun's voice had a cruel smile in her voice, "I, the name of the eight hundred bhikshunis." ”

Han Baiyi's pupils shrank.

Doesn't it mean that the ordination breaking monk who guards the gate in the Palace of Origin is the eight hundred bhikshunis? Why is there another one here?

"Speaking of which, it's been 800 years. The division of soul and flesh...... It's really sad. ”

"In the past few hundred years, the most pleasing thing for me is really the girl in Ba."

"On the Demon Thunder...... You're far worse than her. ”

Han Baiyi remained silent, silently digesting every bit of information she confided.

'Bhikshunis' is a rank of monks.

The 800 bhikshunis are a monk in Yingzhou mythology, who broke his vows by eating mermaid flesh and obtained immortal life.

The eight hundred bhikshunis in the world of wolves are also a similar figure.

However, unlike the mythical stealing of mermaid meat, the 800 bhikshunis came here out of their own desire to obtain immortal life, so they crossed the ocean to this place, ate the flesh of the immortal carp king, and were possessed by the parasitic immortal insects in the flesh, thus gaining permanent life.

But for some reason, after 800 years, this 800 bhikshuni appeared in front of the gate of the Source Palace in the game, under the name of [Breaking the Precept Monk], and became the gatekeeper of the Sakura Dragon.

Even her apparition was copied to the end of the aquatic village at the bottom of the reed, where it was used to guard the stone of perch.

Now, hearing what the old nun said, 'the division of soul and flesh', Han Baiyi probably knew that the ordination monk should still have some inside information, but he didn't show it in the game.

Otherwise, at least Han Baiyi couldn't understand why a monk who pursued eternal life would be willing to be a gatekeeper for a group of monsters.

Seemingly...... She didn't do it voluntarily.

However, why did she become a fake Immortal Peak Master now?

What is the reason for this?

Han Baiyi stared at the old nun in front of him seriously.

The eight hundred bhikshunis looked back at the past, looked forward to the future, and smashed it.

Do not say.

'Your uncle! ’

Han Baiyi was in a groove in his heart.

"However, since you dare to choose me as your opponent, you should be ready to die, right? ......"

Eight hundred bhikshunis burst out of their mouths with a leaky laugh,

"You don't have the smell of the power of the dragon on you."

Han Baiyi raised his head slightly with a slash in front of him, his eyes contemptuous.

The thunder energy in the body runs through the whole body, and the [Life Protecting Breath Yang] runs with it, and every cell in the body seems to be activated by thunder and lightning, and the footsteps are imprinted on the ground.

Poker face.

"Come on."