Three attacks came towards Wen Wanwan, one was the previous spell of bewitchment, one was an attack move containing murderous energy, and the last one was an illusion that added a lot to the attack move.

Complementing each other, Wen Wanwan didn't know how to solve it for a while.

However, in many cases, in the face of an attack, there is no need to defend by all means, and this operation can be canceled between energy and energy.

Druid Secret Method: Zodiac Horse!

The zodiac is a spell that consumes a lot of mental power from druids, and there is no way to use it without enough mental power.

If it weren't for the mental power enhancement brought about by contemplation, it would be impossible for Wen Wanwan to use this secret method.

The power brought by consuming so much spiritual power is naturally extremely powerful.

Afternoon Horse Air Kick!

Wen Wanwan's whole person flew up in the air and kicked forward.

The collision of two powerful forces made the faces of a group of people watching the battle solemn.

A few old bald donkeys quickly propped up their mana to block the overflowing energy, which made the surrounding environment and the little bald donkeys who had not cultivated for long suffer a lot of losses.

As the smoke and dust in the field dissipated, the battle situation was already very obvious, although Wen Wanwan consumed a lot of mental power, but the state was still good.

And the Buddha's mind is clear, at this time he is already sitting on the ground, reciting the Buddha's name.

"Take!"

Wen Wanwan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and rubbed her fast-beating temples.

The Zodiac Secret Method is easy to use, but for Wen Wanwan, it is already the limit to be able to use it, if it is placed on the old stationmaster, it is absolutely no problem to use the most powerful Chenlong for two hours in a row.

Don't look at the ease of winning this time, but now Wen Wanwan's mental power has almost been consumed.

This still occupies the situation where she has restraint in this goods.

If it is a real life-and-death fight, Wen Wanwan will most likely be defeated within ten moves, injured within thirty moves, and killed within fifty moves.

The Buddha-Heart Psychic regained his strength a little, and slowly stood up, his eyes full of light.

"The Dharma is immeasurable, and the donor should be careful in everything."

Wen Wanwan did not doubt that he could see that he was about to go abroad, after all, a Buddha can appear in an era.

Wisdom, mentality, any one can be said to be the top state.

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Wen Wanwan thanked her for it, and then turned her head to look at the big bald head in charge of the Scripture Pavilion.

Many people know this product on the rivers and lakes, or it is difficult for those who know about Buddhism not to know this sweeping monk.

In that year, seven years after the end of the war, several river and ocean thieves appeared on the rivers and lakes.

The inheritances of several sects have been robbed, dozens of core inheritances have been stolen, and the key is that so many sects have not been caught at all.

And the reason why this group of people are Jiangyang thieves and not thieves is that after they got the inheritance, they did not use it themselves, but directly spread it to the rivers and lakes.

A large part of the exercises that are now cultivated in casual cultivation come from the pile of inheritances of the past.

This group of Jiangyang thieves may have miscalculated their strength after many thefts, or they may feel that Buddhism has suffered a lot of losses in the war, so it is easier to bully.

In the end, he chose to break into their territory in the middle of the night, wanting to attack His Excellency.

Back then, it was the last underwear of the entire Buddhist sect that stopped a total of seven Jiangyang thieves at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that night.

One person, a pair of iron fists, four of the seven top Jiangyang thieves in the rivers and lakes were killed and two were seriously injured, and only one was able to escape at the cost of losing half of his palm under the cover of the remaining six.

So far, this bald head has also made a complete reputation in the rivers and lakes, and those in the know know that this product is the last stick of the entire Buddhism, and he will never do it if it is not a life and death crisis.

As long as he is alive, the Buddha Gate will always be safe on the rivers and lakes.

The old bald head of the Scripture Pavilion glanced at Wen Wanwan, then nodded and motioned for her to follow.

Looking at the back of the old bald head, Wen Wanwan quickly followed, all the way to a small wooden building.

This is the Scripture Pavilion, and for such a long time, there are only a handful of outsiders who can enter it.

followed the old bald head all the way into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, looking at the dazzling array of Buddhist scriptures, Wen Wanwan also felt the essence of what is called the Great Gate School.

"In fact, compared to the remaining layers, this is the real foundation of Buddhism, but now there are fewer and fewer people who know this."

The old bald man sighed, then sighed.

All the exercises and spells of Buddhism are actually in these scriptures.

As long as you have enough ability, you can get the most suitable exercises for yourself by reading the scriptures.

Buddhism has maintained a rule over the years, and the little bald head who has just started has to work for three years, and then he has to work hard for three years.

After these six years have passed, you can go to the middle and third layers of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select the exercises and practice.

But in Buddhism hundreds of years ago, there would always be some small bald heads who had just started and realized their own appropriate exercises in the first level of Buddhist scriptures.

It's just that with the impetuousness of modern society, Buddhism has been more or less affected, and there are fewer and fewer people who can calm down and recite Buddhist scriptures in these six years.

Wen Wanwan naturally knows the truth, after all, no matter what the shaman says, it can be regarded as a major sect, and there are countless materials and classics contained in it.

She didn't say that she had read all of them, but at least she had read most of them, and there were also detailed records of the development of Buddhism.

Faced with the old bald head's complaints, Wen Wanwan wisely did not respond.

This old man has witnessed the gradual weakening of Buddhism, even if he has cultivated to the point of him, as long as there is still one day that fails to break through to the legendary immortal, he will always be limited by the limitation of lifespan.

The old bald head has been sticking to the Buddhist bottoms for so long, and now he has reached the limit, and there are no years left.

Once he sits down, this generation of Buddha-minded people has not yet come forward, and it will be a huge crisis for Buddhism.

Although there will be nothing to do in modern society that is marked as Buddhism, but when people come to ask for Buddhism, do you give it or not?

If you don't give it, will people challenge you to take it or not?

It's easy to say that the sect is strong, but once it shows weakness, everyone wants to come up and step on it.

Buddhism has been strong for so long, and once it shows weakness, it will definitely usher in countless crises.

It is a good thing to be able to wake up this group of disciples who live in pride, and it can also tell them that those who have a clear heart are not invincible in the world.

Soon, the footsteps of the two of them came to the eighth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and there were only two shelves as far as the eye could see, and they were already covered with dust. (End of chapter)