In the palace.

Nurhachi had a bitter face, he was the king, he had been giving orders for a long time, and patience or something was not much better.

Huang Taiji is still very calm, his current status is equivalent to the crown prince, but Nurhachi is also a little suspicious of him, so his patience is quite good.

Fan Wencheng is now also showing the patience of studying and taking the test in the past.

The patience of the second Bel Amin and the third Bel Mang Gurtai is even worse.

The reason why these people frowned was because at this time, the monk in white was preaching Buddhist scriptures to them.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. Dressed and bowled. Settle in the city and beg for food. in its city. The second begging has begged. Return to the Locality. Meals. Collect the mantle. Wash your feet already. Sit on a seat. ”

"For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. The Buddha began to speak from the age of thirty-one until he was eighty years old, and for forty-nine years, most of his teaching work was devoted to the kingdom of Sawei. The country of Shewei is in Central India, with a developed economy and culture, and a lot of wealth. The king of the kingdom of Shewei is the king of Persia in the Lengyan Sutra and a disciple of the Buddha. There was an old man there, old and virtuous, who was a wealthy man in the kingdom of Shewei, named to the lonely elder, and also the head of Zoroastrianism. One day he went to the city of Bosni to give his son a blind date, met the Buddha, and developed faith in the Buddha. He asked the Buddha to go to the city of Bosni to speak the Dharma, and to build a lecture hall for the Buddha. The Buddha said, "There is a cause, if you build a lecture hall, I will come." He returned to the city of Bosni and found the best venue, but it belonged to Prince Gion. The prince made a condition that if the elder could spread eighty hectares of land with leaves made of gold, he would sell it to him.

For the lonely elderly, love to give, lonely people look for him, he helps everything, specializes in doing good deeds, so it is called for loneliness. When he had really spread the gold leaves one by one on the eighty hectares of land, someone reported to the prince, and the prince asked him why he had done this? The elder said, "That's really a Buddha!" The prince said, "I believe your words, don't shop it, let's build it together!" So this lecture hall is a tree, and the prince of Gida and the lonely elders built it together, and it is called the garden of the tree for solitude. The Lengyan Sutra is also preached in this place, and this garden is the Buddha's lecture hall, where the Dharma is often spoken. ”

Fang Zhe was talking about Buddhist scriptures, and he was quite serious.

And Nurhachi, Huang Taiji and others were all bitter and helpless.

Fang Zhe suddenly said aloud: "Since there is a distinguished guest here, why don't you show up to meet you." ”

"Boom!" The palace building on the side was reduced to pieces.

And there was a monstrous demonic aura behind him, his eyes flashed with essence, and his face was extremely cold, like a middle-aged man with a knife carving, and walked in with his hands in his hands.

Seeing this middle-aged man come in, Nurhachi couldn't help but exclaim: "The ancestor saves this king, this demon monk who is reluctant to give up is indeed hateful. ”

Huang Taiji was silent, and at the critical moment, he was much more able to bear the anger than his father.

"Amitabha, it seems that you really haven't learned to be well-behaved, the little monk said that he hates to hear the word demon monk. Fang Zhe clasped his hands together and slapped his backhand directly on Nurhachi's face.

With a bang, Nurhachi's whole body fell out and landed on the ground five feet away.

On his face, there was a bright red mark on his five fingers.

"Wow!" he spat out a mouthful of blood.

If it weren't for Fang Zhe leaving a hand, this slap would have killed him.

Nurhachi, the lord of the post-gold, a figure who can control the lives of tens of millions of people, was as weak as a chicken when facing Fang Zhe.

Whether you want to kill or slaughter, it's very arbitrary.

This middle-aged man with a three-dimensional face like a knife carving didn't seem to see Nurhachi being humiliated at all, in fact, he didn't care about Nurhachi being humiliated, he would help Houjin, just because he wanted to earn this merit that suited the number of days. He patted his palms lightly: "It's a good move to divert the tiger from the mountain, first attack Wutai Mountain." Then, with a backhand blow, it hit the Houjin Palace. It's just that what I don't understand is that since you have succeeded in diverting the tiger from the mountain, why don't you kill Nurhachi and Huang Taiji. Instead, I'm waiting here for this seat to come. ”

"Amitabha, the little monk is a member of Buddhism, and he has never liked to kill evil. In addition, the purpose of the little monk has never been the lives of these people. Fang Zhe clasped his hands together and said, in fact, he was secretly thinking that the battle between himself and the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch would be the top battle in the world, and wouldn't it be a pity if there was no audience in such a battle. Nurhachi and others are the audience who stayed behind. When this battle is over, the role of these people and the audience will disappear, and then these people will be killed.

"What's that?" asked the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

"Dragon energy, dragon energy, this thing, stay in the world, interfere with the number of qi, but it is too troublesome, the little monk simply took the dragon qi of the Ming Dynasty and the dragon qi of Houjin, all of which were collected, causing a good fate in the world. Fang Zhe said calmly.

"Take away the dragon qi, your sect is really weird. Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch looked at Fang Zhe: "Reluctantly monk, do you have the ability not to run away today?"

"The little monk didn't think about escaping today, but he was thinking about meeting the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch for a while to see how much ability you have. Fang Zhe clasped his hands together.

"Have the guts!" Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch's hand moved, turning into a big palm that fell into the sky, and turned towards Fang Zhe.

It just so happens that the little monk also has a palm technique, and he also asks the patriarch of Taiyi Mixed Yuan to advise. "Fang Zhe's body was already exerting purple blood**, and outside his body, it turned into purple qi Tianluo, condensed into a huge purple giant hand, and slammed into the palm of the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

Bang!, the two palms collided.

Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch only felt a powerful force, coming from the other party's palm, and he didn't have the upper hand, which made Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch's heart shocked: "You, a monk, have improved so much compared to the last time we fought each other." How is that possible!"

"Although the donor is an ancestor, he is only a frog at the bottom of the well, so he naturally can't understand how the little monk becomes stronger. Now, let the little monk slay the demons. Fang Zhechang laughed, the Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring had already changed in his hand, and the Tai Chi Jin was carried in his body, and it was this pattern of superposition of seven-rank martial arts, and he struck towards the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch has lived for so long, and he has never seen this kind of exercise, turning into a lotus flower in the void, he is the top person in the world after all, how could he escape, so he didn't hesitate to escape, and collided hard, and with a bang, the two fought a tie again. Of course, this is only a superficial form, in fact, the martial art of Tianxin Lotus Ring is actually specialized in the meridians, and this note has actually faintly injured the meridians of the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

"The donor is really powerful, the little monk can only use more Buddhist skills to meet the donor for a while. Fang Zhechang laughed, his right hand was the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and his left hand was the toad skill, faintly appearing in the void, a dragon and a toad, slamming towards the opponent. The eighteen palms of the dragon are undoubtedly fierce martial arts, and the toad gong does not sound very elegant, but this product is actually orthodox, a martial art that is extremely fierce, and if the two martial arts are combined, there is a surprising fit, one plus one is far greater than two, boom, hit

The Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch retreated again and again.

"Buddhism has the King Kong of Demon Suppression, crushing opponents with boundless fierce and domineering posture. The last time the little monk fought with the donor, he used the art of escape, and it is estimated that the donor is not in his heart. Today, the little monk used the posture of the demon King Kong to defeat the donor, and the donor looked at the tricks. Fang Zhe suddenly drank for a long time, and his body seemed to be swelling a little at this time, and one by one, he directly pressed towards the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

At the beginning, the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch was still able to catch it.

But then, the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch became more and more unbearable.

Rumble!

Rumble!

After blasting dozens of the most violent moves in a row, Fang Zhe felt that the internal force in his body was extremely consumed, and it was about to be empty, and at this time, the defense of the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch finally had a problem, Fang Zhe bullied it, and pressed the eighteen palms of the dragon directly on the chest of the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

Bang!

The dragon bursts and the tiger cracks!

"Amitabha, the donor is entangled in sins, let the little monk subdue the demon today. Fang Zhe said calmly.

Despair flashed in the eyes of the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch. In this world, he has never met an opponent, but now, he has lost in the hands of a martial artist. His form leaped to his feet, trying to escape.

However, a long sword pierced his heart in an instant.

"As for escaping, your footwork is so poor that you will be seen through the direction of escape at once. Amitabha, the little monk has created a killing again, which is good and good. Fang Zhe clasped his hands together, casually searched on the body of the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch, and found some pills, but these pills were all aimed at cultivators, and he didn't know if he would have side effects if he took them, so he threw them to Zhi Brain, let him analyze them slowly, and found a drawing.

"Amitabha, the great evil has been ambushed, everyone, follow the little monk to the valley and listen to the Buddhist scriptures for a hundred years, how about it?" Fang Zhe said to Nurhachi and the others.

Nurhachi and the others agreed to follow Fang Zhe to the valley to listen to Buddhist scriptures for a hundred years at first, because they wanted the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch to save them. Where did I expect that in the blink of an eye, the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch actually died in the hands of this reluctant demon monk. And if you really listen to Buddhist scriptures for a hundred years, your lifespan will be exhausted, and it will be worse than death.

Nurhachi himself is a king, and he is used to living a high life, but now he thinks that it will be a big deal to die anyway, and he said angrily: "This king is too lazy to listen to what you, a demon monk, say, and have the ability to kill this king." ”

II. Bel Amin.

Sanbeile Manggultai, who is also two reckless goods, is also angry at this time: "You have the ability to kill us." ”

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

Under five knives.

Nurhachi.

II. Bel Amin.

Three Bel Mang Gurtai.

Military Fan Wencheng.

and Huang Taiji.

Five heads hit the ground.

Among them, the military Fan Wencheng and Huang Taiji are the most wronged. Both of them are very patient, and they plan to go to the valley to listen to Buddhist scriptures for a hundred years, even if they want to go to the valley to listen to Buddhist scriptures for a hundred years, in short, they must save their lives first. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhe didn't give them a chance at all, and directly killed them.

"Amitabha, I finally solved all the qiē, and the little monk also came from and where he went. Fang Zhe clasped his hands together, looking like a monk.