"What a demon!"

If you grit your teeth, your current westward journey is chaotic enough, and you actually made the demon clan again.

Cihang Dao people are now confined in the Jade Void Palace by Yuan Shi Tianzun.

He was in charge of the entire westward journey, and this matter already made him feel troublesome enough.

Now that the demons have come in again, how can they not be angry?

With anger in his heart, he snorted coldly and looked at Xuanzang.

A Buddha light suddenly exploded in the palm of his hand, instantly enveloping Xuanzang, and wisps of demonic qi continued to peel off from his body.

After a short time, all the demonic qi in Xuanzang's body was cleared, and the last qi of creation enveloped Xuanzang.

In an instant, Xuanzang, who had become a human stick, was lying on the bed, with cold sweat on his forehead and his limbs constantly growing.

stretched his muscles and pulled out his bones, and after a while, Xuanzang smiled and cried with joy.

"Hands, legs, back, back......"

"Thank you Buddha, thank you Buddha!"

Rulai sighed lightly: "It's hard for you, the road to the west is full of tribulations, you should be careful." ”

After speaking, Rulai disappeared into the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Xuanzang got up and got out of bed, and moved for a moment, with a smile on his face.

"Wukong, Bajie, Wujing, it's good for the teacher, haha......"

"Rest for a day, tomorrow, I'll set off again and learn from the west."

Zhu Bajie and the others looked at Xuanzang's heartless appearance, and shook their heads in their hearts, does this monk really not know or is he pretending?

However, Xuanzang's heart is actually very cold at this moment.

For a few disciples, as well as Bailongma, there may have been some master-apprentice friendship before, but at this moment, it seems to have dissipated.

…………

In the middle of the sky, Wan Yu sat in the imperial palace, his chin and eyebrows lowered.

The aura around him was curling, as if the galaxies were changing endlessly.

The breath in the body is also gradually recovering.

Now he is resurrected by his doppelganger, although he is resurrected.

The qi engine was also completely covered, but the injuries above the primordial spirit were irreparable for the time being.

Therefore, although Wan Yu has Taiyi's strength at this moment, he can't give full play to it.

But so Wan Yu is also very satisfied.

The injuries on the Yuan Shen need time to be repaired, and it just so happens that the opening of his inner world is currently at an impasse.

resources, he lacks too many resources.

Zhen Yuanzi once said that the Tao of Wanyu is in the heavens.

Wan Yu thought about it for a long time, and finally understood.

It is time for the heavens to depart.

Not only is he spreading his own way, but he is also the resource that he needs to open up in this inner world, which needs to be plundered in the heavens.

There are many worlds in the heavens, and although there are many resources needed by Wanyu, they are not very conspicuous when placed in the heavens.

"Heavens, heavens, it's time for the poor way to come."

In the next moment, countless figures walked out of Wan Yu's body one after another, all of them were him.

"Projection the heavens, do my way, preach my word!"

Randomly, the Earth Immortal Dao Fruit appeared above his head, and in an instant, mana surged, and endless world coordinates appeared in Wan Yu's mind.

Subsequently, these countless Dao forms directly escaped into these countless worlds.

Wanyu deity, is the imperial palace forever sealed, when the heavens are formed, is the day Wanyu out of the customs.

……

"It turns out that this is the world."

Wan Yu opened his eyes, and after a little exploration, he knew the details of this world.

The Sun and Moon Divine Cult dominates the world, the rivers and lakes are turbulent, and the wreckage is a righteous person.

Shaolin, Wudang, is regarded as the leader of the righteous path.

Moreover, the Wuyue Sword Sect is the mainstay of the righteous path to resist the Demon Sect.

"Laughing proudly!"

The world of rivers and lakes written by the old man Jin Yong.

Wan Yu looks at his own body, and there is no mana in his body, but the muscles and bones in his body are strong, and all the veins are connected, whether it is practicing martial arts or practicing qi, it is twice the result with half the effort.

Get up, walk down the mountain, now in Henan, just go to Shaolin Temple to see.

I want to search for the origin of the world in this world, and preach.

The Sun Moon Divine Sect, Shaolin Wudang, and the Wuyue Sword Sect are all unavoidable.

…………

"The world's martial arts are out of Shaolin!"

This is not false, Shaolin Temple, although it is Zen, but also believes in Buddhism's set of "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha".

Therefore, Shaolin Temple hides a lot of Jiangyang thieves.

As long as you sincerely return to Shaolin and hand in the exercises, then you are a monk of Shaolin.

A place of filth and filth!

Wan Yu naturally doesn't have a good impression of Shaolin.

Just came, although Wan Yu did not have the slightest mana in his body, but he walked all the way, and between the walks, the aura of heaven and earth surged in, and he entered the body in an instant, although it was thin.

But in less than three days, he successfully stepped into the realm of qi training.

At the same time, the muscles and bones in the body are strong, and the strength of the national art changes freely, and you can see God in one day.

In this way, between walks, it is like flying, but it takes only three days, spanning 700 miles.

At the foot of Song Mountain, in a large area of farmland, a piece of golden, the wind blows the wheat waves, and the wheat fragrance enters the nose, which is very pleasant.

On the side of the road, among the stalls of herbal tea, several people from the rivers and lakes carried swords at their waists.

"Hey, have you heard, the Fuwei Dart Bureau has been wiped out recently."

"Yo Ho, you know about this, too?"

"Nonsense, such a major event in the rivers and lakes has already spread all over the world!"

"Alas, speaking of this Fuwei dart game, it can be regarded as a big force in the rivers and lakes, I really didn't expect it to be gone."

"Speaking of which, the Qingcheng faction was silent, and directly destroyed the Fuwei Dart Bureau."

"Alas, this kind of vendetta is normal, but I didn't expect the Fuwei Dart Game to be destroyed so easily."

"Back then, Lin Yuantu had a one-handed swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, coupled with a sky-turning palm, and his reputation was famous, but I didn't expect this descendant to be so uncompromising, alas, ......"

Wan Yu silently drank the herbal tea in the bowl, and his heart moved.

The Fuwei Dart Bureau has been wiped out, so the next step is to wash your hands.

Speaking of which, when Wan Yu looked at Xiaoao Jianghu, the most disgusting thing was Ling Hu Chong.

This kid is really treacherous, and he has no loyalty and filial piety at all.

The ancients often said that the king of heaven and earth is a teacher.

Master is equal to father, which makes Hu Chong an orphan since he was a child, raised by Yue Buqun, taught martial arts, and even in the early stage, when Yue Buqun was not blackened, he deserved the title of this gentleman's sword.

However, this made Hu Chong betray the Huashan Sword Sect, and even more mixed with the Demon Sect and those evil sects.

Na Tian Boguang, a prostitute thief, I don't know how many girls from good families have been harmed, and many families have been broken.

Adultery and plunder, all of them are done.

Such a scumbag, it is a joke that Ling Hu Chong can actually associate with him as a brother.

Secondly, I actually joined a group of nuns to be the head of the family, which is really rare.

Your own sect cultivated you, and if you don't go back to repay you, you will betray the sect, a pure guy with no opinions

But now, it is already at the foot of Song Mountain, and Wan Yu naturally wants to take a look.

This time, he has already thought about it, not only in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but also in the affairs of the court.

got up, stepped out, and disappeared into the teahouse in an instant, three copper coins pressed on the table.

And as Wan Yu disappeared, in an instant, the few people who were originally talking widened their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Damn, you guys, did you just see someone sitting there?"

"Don't say it, I saw it, it's not a ghost, and it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye."

"Is there such a terrifying light skill in the martial arts?"

"Look!"

One exclaimed, "The copper coin on the table." ”

I saw a clay bowl on the table, and three copper coins pressed on the table.

"This, this is really human!"

"It's such a terrifying light skill, and the legendary snow treading without a trace is nothing more than that, right?"

"It's amazing!"

"No, did this person go to Shaolin, such characters go to Shaolin......"

"Let's go, hurry up and have a look, maybe we can join in the fun."

For a while, several people threw down the coins, followed in an instant, and set off towards Shaolin.

And Wan Yu is shuttling on Songshan Mountain at the moment, and between walking, the speed is so fast that people fly.

With a slight touch of the toes, the person has already floated seven or eight feet away.

On Songshan Mountain, aside from the Shaolin Temple martial arts master, there is also one of the five mountain sword factions, the Songshan Sword School.

To be honest, in this smiling and proud rivers and lakes, Wan Yu hates Ling Hu Chong, but he likes two people.

One is the hypocrite Yue Buqun, and the other is the real villain Zuo Lengchan.

These two people can be said to be extremely miserable, and when they took over the sect one after another, the sect was in a weak place.

Carry forward the sect step by step, and all kinds of calculations, but the two of them really have faith.

Heaven and Earth are the princes, these two people can be regarded as teachers.

For the master, Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun have no problem at all.

Compared to Linghu Chong's two or five boys, hehe......

Not long after, Wan Yu, who climbed Songshan Mountain, heard the sound of humming on the mountainside.

There was a light in his eyes, and the figure had disappeared in place, and in a short time, on the roof.

Wan Yu's eyes fell, and his body and aura were completely hidden.

Below, the disciples of the Songshan faction, holding long swords and wearing cyan robes, constantly practiced Songshan swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of these Wuyue Sword Sects is all taking different paths.

It corresponds to the change of the peaks of the five mountains.

Songshan's swordsmanship, is biased towards the big open and close, to suppress people, between the sword moves, the power is multiplied, if it is captured by its swordsmanship, it will follow the general trend of swordsmanship, and finally it will inevitably die on this swordsmanship.

Huashan sword law is to take the dangerous and flexible way, between the sword moves, often are strange moves to win.

Wan Yu watched it, and he was sincerely admiring in his heart, this Zuo Lengzen has a hand.

Songshan swordsmanship, heavy momentum, therefore, the long sword is not light, the current disciple practice of the swordsmanship, the long sword in the hand, is obviously heavier than the long sword on the market, to be longer.

Heavy swords can be played, and rapiers are naturally no problem.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked out of the main hall, with a burly figure and eyes like an eagle falcon, with his hands behind his back, inspecting many disciples practicing swords.

Wan Yu just glanced at it, and this Zuo Lengzen revealed a trace of cold aura.

It seems that this Ice God Palm can be regarded as having a bit of heat.

Without disturbing the cultivation of the disciples of Songshan, Wan Yu turned around and disappeared here.

His goal is the Shaolin Temple, and the Songshan Sword Sect is not qualified enough for him to pay attention to for the time being.

……

In the Shaolin Temple, the breath of incense rises, and it is not close to the temple, and a strong incense gas comes from a distance of hundreds of meters.

bursts of Sanskrit sound entered his ears, and Wan Yu was upset when he heard it.

With a cold snort, he stepped directly on the courtyard wall like a ghost and entered the Shaolin Temple.

After a short time, Wan Yu stood on top of the Daxiong Hall of Shaolin.

The chest lifted his breath, his chest bulged, and he roared in an instant.

"The poor road is immeasurable, visiting Shaolin today, where is the abbot of Shaolin?"

The void trembled, and bursts of sound waves swept across the entire Shaolin, and the tiles above the Daxiong Hall cracked directly with a click.

The same is true of several nearby Zen monasteries, dusty and crumbling tiles.

In Shaolin, there were many monks who fell to the ground in an instant, covering their ears and looking pained.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn exploded in the sky over Shaolin in an instant.

Fang Zheng stepped forward, his face was flushed, and his qi and blood were held in his heart, and it was difficult to move.

"Hehe, there is some skill, the name of Shaolin, the martial arts master, is not a lie."

chuckling for a lifetime, Wan Yu fell from the roof with a three-point smile.

Standing in front of Fang Zheng, he was just about to speak, when suddenly a burst of hurried footsteps sounded.

More than a dozen old monks, with a large group of warrior monks carrying Arhat sticks, came.

"Donor, I don't know what happened to me in Shaolin?"

Fang Zheng's face was dignified, to be honest, he couldn't see through the strength of this immeasurable Daoist.

But the strong qi and blood are really terrifying, and the heartbeat is like a war drum stirring in the ears.

"The abbot's posture has been put down, and the poor road is naturally to weigh the catties and taels of Shaolin."

"Come on, let's go up together, let Poor Dao see if your Shaolin strength is worthy of this name!"

"All monks, follow the poor monks to subdue demons!"

"Kill!"

With a big drink, countless stick shadows struck Wan Yu, and Wan Yu sneered.

The mana in his body surged, and his five fingers stretched towards the void, instantly forming a huge light shield.

Bang bang!

There were several fierce loud bangs, and the clicking sound began to sound continuously, and the sticks in the hands of all the warrior monks broke.

"That's it?"

With a cold snort, the qi and blood in Wan Yu's body began to run, and suddenly like a fierce tiger came out of the mountain, it instantly poured into the crowd.

The fists and palms were constantly changing, and each fist and palm was a warrior monk lying on the ground wailing.

Fang Zheng shouted: "Senior brothers, follow me to punish the demons!" ”

At this moment, Fang Zheng couldn't sit still, and instantly surrounded Wan Yu with more than a dozen old monks of his generation.

Wan Yu laughed: "Come on, let's see how successful you are today." ”

In an instant, a little footstep, a deep pit under his feet, five fingers, a tiger claw tearing the wind, and instantly came to the front of Fangzheng.

Fangzheng's internal force surged, his palms waved suddenly, and suddenly palm shadows appeared in the air, with a strong wind, rushing towards his face.

"Chiba Rulai Palm?"

"It's just a joke!"

It looked like countless palm prints were coming towards him, but in fact, they were all fake, and only one real palm print came directly towards his heavenly spirit.

Wan Yu is still just in the warm-up stage, and he hasn't used his strength at all.

The soles of his feet grasped the ground, and he suddenly stepped back, one leaned back, kicked his legs, and kicked the two monks away.

The two fingers were put together into a sword, and a force instantly broke through the palm of Chiba Rulai, and the fingers turned into palms, and suddenly pressed on the square heavenly spirit.

As soon as he vomited his strength, black blood flowed out of the seven orifices in the blink of an eye, and he was dying.

(End of chapter)