"Uncle Gao, what are you looking at?"

A young girl who looked like she had received a good upbringing, delicate and lovely face, asked the guard.

This Uncle Gao is the guard of her family, and his father is a lifelong friendship, he has served in the Yunzhou Sea Division for a period of time, and has cut off a lot of Xiyi's heads.

"Nothing, as if someone was watching us."

Uncle Gao didn't feel malice from that sight, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"It's someone here?"

"It shouldn't be, there doesn't seem to be such a good hand in White Buddhism."

A group of young people gathered curiously.

These people are actually the second generation of Puhai's magnates, hiding their identities and going out to travel to improve what they have learned, and feel the actual situation of Yunzhou in various places, so as not to have jokes that their heads are not in the sky and their feet are not on the ground. For young people, it is painful not to have to read and read, and it is naturally exciting to go out for a walk.

In particular, many of them have a very strict family education, and the hormones of young people are drifting all day long, and now the brothers and sisters are together, don't be too happy.

The second-generation young people of the elite came out in disguise, what else did they do besides study tours?

Of course it's a slap in the face!

This is the favorite thing for young people to play, disguise their identity to a place, prepare to cut the sword unevenly, see who is unlucky to send him to the eye, and then show his identity. There are so many gangs in Yunzhou, some of them have been exterminated in this way, and they died extremely aggrieved, and the protective umbrella of the tribute can't protect them.

If you have a doorway, if you inquire about what young heroes may be white Arowana to your own territory, you will close all the black industries very interestingly, welcome customers with a smile, and can be called a model representative of the service industry, and there is no reason for you to find trouble.

This group of young people met someone who had a doorway.

They set out from Puhai and went around all the way, in addition to increasing their knowledge, they were stunned that they had not encountered a place where they could be happy to take revenge and slash injustice!

I happened to hear about the White Buddhism gathering.

Decided to come here and have a look.

Uncle Gao, the old Jianghu, neither stopped nor objected to the excited young people, and let them see the world according to the brother's wishes, if only they could endure the hardships.

This white Buddhist water is a bit deep.

But still under his control.

It's just ......

Uncle Gao couldn't help but think about it, just now he seemed to see a somewhat familiar figure at a glance, but who didn't recognize it for a while, as if he had seen it in Puhai. I just hope it's not an enemy, otherwise this group of young people who need to be taken care of will be in some trouble.

Wu Mourning, who was almost recognized, had already passed through the archway of Twin Stone Lion Town at this moment, and followed the believers to the Kuixing Pavilion.

There are bell and drum pavilions on the left and right sides of this pavilion.

Going left is the direction where the puja will be.

Lan Mu was separated from Wu Mourning here, and with Wu Mourning's eyesight and induction, she left a divine strength on her, and it was very easy to find it. The reason why they were separated here was because Wu Mourning, who had come to Kuixing Pavilion, sensed a faint aura echoing in this attic when the bell and drum rang.

So he didn't rush to follow.

Instead, he diverted from the crowd and walked into the Kuixing Pavilion.

The waist is thin and the head is pointed like a broken shoe, and the sixteen stars are born around the shoe.

In the middle of the main hall of this Kuixing Pavilion, there is a sculpture obliquely draped in a pale yellow robe, the sculpture looks down and looks down on the line of sight just opposite Wu Mourning, this statue is obviously a dead thing, but there is a fierce aura for no reason, as if creating a place of screaming and killing swords!

"Kui Xing Palace? It should be the Kui Star Palace, right? Wu Mourning let out a faint sound, and then turned around, only to see a vicious, fleshy white-robed monk appear behind him.

His appearance was silent, and even Wu Mourning only noticed it after he got close enough.

Although the white-robed monk had a fierce face, his eyes were extremely clear, as if he was naked, and he also folded his hands and saluted respectfully when he looked at Wu Mourning.

"Amitabha, the donor is so murderous."

"How can you tarnish people's innocence out of thin air? I'm a reader! Wu Mourning rolled his eyes, and simply said nonsense.

"The Buddha said that the donor will come."

The white-robed monk said lightly, his bright and clear eyes seemed to have insight into the world, and Wu Mourning's stupid acting skills couldn't fool him at all.

At the mention of the Buddha, Wu Mourning's expression also became serious.

This place, there is a Buddha.

Although he couldn't see it, and his perception was extremely ethereal, Wu Mourning's intuition did tell him that there was a Buddha in this place. Where is the Buddha? It's not anywhere, but it's everywhere, so this white-robed monk came to Wu Mourning at this moment and said directly, it was the Buddha who said that he was coming, and he was really not pretending to be forced or fighting.

"You are the Great White Good Buddha Master?"

Wu Mian intuitively guessed the identity of the white-robed monk in front of him, and there were only two Buddha masters in the entire White Buddhism who could make him unable to measure the depth for a while.

"Amitabha Buddha is a poor monk." The Lord of the Good Buddha nodded.

"Since the Buddha said I was coming, does the Buddha know what I'm here for today?"

For the huge field that existed in the entire Chongning Temple at this moment, Wu Mourning had many guesses in his heart, but he was not false at all.

"The Buddha only said that the donor would come and tell me to wait here, and I thought that the donor had a relationship with my Buddha, why not come under my door and achieve the supreme Dharma."

"Are you all pulling people like this, there is no sincerity at all."

Wu Mourning very indecently gouged out his ears to express his disdain.

"If you pull people, you have to draw cakes for welfare, even if it's a lie, spend some, don't be ashamed. Not to mention anything else, gold, tickets, houses, cars, women, five sons must have it. Do you know what official position I have, and it is not good for anyone to enter your door. ”

“……”

The Lord of the Good Buddha was choked by the extremely philistine, or even incorruptible and shameless words of Wu Mourning.

But anyway, I have been a monk for so many years.

I haven't seen any strong winds and waves, Wu Mourning's vulgar words did not make the good Buddha master lose his proportion, he quickly looked at Wu Mourning seriously, and folded his hands.

"The donor is an extreme martial artist, and when the fate comes, he will naturally take refuge in my Buddha, and the time has not yet come if he doesn't want to. But the donor is too murderous, tyrannical in his heart, and can hurt people at will, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that he will become a demon in the near future. When the time comes, the donor is afraid that even the people around him will be cruel. ”

After Wu Mourning listened to the words of the people around him, the indifferent expression on his face disappeared, and was replaced by a terrifying seriousness, Kui Xing Pavilion, which was originally like a battlefield, seemed to resonate with Wu Mourning at this moment, and between the drumming of qi and blood, there was a low roar of a tiger, and the meaning of probing claws and staring.

"You're looking for death."

The atmosphere instantly became tense and solemn!

Wu Mourning's figure seems to be constantly enlarged to the point that the attic is about to be broken, like a statue of the Heavenly King, staring angrily, holding thunder and fire in his hands, revealing the golden body that burns ten thousand laws!

It was obviously a sunny day, but at this moment, there was a faint roar of thunder, and his eyes were like silver wheels spinning endlessly, and the huge pressure was slowly pressing over like a mountain.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Good Buddha looked calm, and the movement of his hands clasped remained unchanged.

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds floated out of his mouth, obviously a vicious face, but at this moment it showed compassion and solemnity. A phantom shadow of the White Buddha loomed behind him, as if he wanted to immediately surrender the evil star here, and then tame it again and enter the door.

Wu Mourning, a natural statue with a golden body, is indeed a bit related to Buddhism.

The two of them are tense, and the momentum that does not leak has been full, as if the thunder pool is full in the air, and it will pour down at any time!

I don't know what about the depth?

For Wu Mourning, since his debut, which one he has not fought in a life-and-death struggle. Even if it is a life and death entrance in front of him, he will still bombard and kill!

War! War! War! This bald donkey actually talked about the people around him, and Wu Mourning is going to fight his mother today!

"Ouch, what are you doing, still pushing me."

Suddenly, a figure staggered and was pushed in.

But it is a handsome son-in-law, followed by a pretty girl, covering his mouth and laughing, at first glance, it is a pair of mandarin ducks with the intention of concubines.

Disturbed by them, the momentum of the confrontation between Wu Mourning and the Good Buddha was retracted.

It's really not a good place to make a move.

Just borrowed this pair of mandarin ducks to go down the steps.

The handsome young man hurriedly straightened his clothes, he thought that there was no one here, but he didn't expect to see two people looking at each other as soon as he came in.

"The master can speak well, I sigh to myself, I have the opportunity to ask for a lesson or two, this Buddhist holy place has to have a good sightseeing, so I won't disturb the master's fate." Wu Mourning had a little deep meaning in his words, and after throwing off this sentence, he walked out of Kuixing Pavilion.

The Lord of the Good Buddha obviously heard the words of Wu Mourning.

And he also recognized Wu Mourning's identity.

is so young and so fierce, looking at the entire young generation in Yunzhou, there is only the jade-faced captain who has been in the limelight in Puhai recently. With the cultivation of the early stage of Qizang, he beat and killed many of the Xu family's mid-Qizang worshippers, and he was a murderer who could force Shangguan to retreat, Yushan was his place of promotion, and it was not a surprise to meet Wu Xinzhuo here.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

As soon as Wu Mian went out, he saw a group of people calling friends to accompany him, it was the group of young people he had noticed before, obviously the companions of the pair of mandarin ducks.

It was just by their movements that he slipped aside silently.

"Hey, are you there?"

Wu Mourning, who had hid in the corner, called out slightly to the void in front of him.

"Captain Wu, you don't actually have to make a sound, I'm always there." The figure of the lifeless sword soon emerged, and the secret technique of distorting light and shadow in his hand made Wu Mourning a little excited, it was really too convenient.

"There's something wrong here."

In line with the principle that some people don't use it in vain, Wu Mourning said a little solemnly.

"Well, this temple is indeed a bit evil, the monk seems to have discovered me, he said that there is a Buddha here, I think he should not be lying." The expression of the lifeless sword is quite relaxed, this kind of Buddha is actually the field of divine thoughts of Taoist monks.

It looks very powerful.

But in fact, as long as it is out of a certain range, it is nothing, and for a martial artist, it can resist it.

(End of chapter)