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The north gate of Shengjing is three zhang high, ten zhang wide, the red paint is new, and Tongling is golden!

On weekdays, the north gate is never opened, and the side gates on its left and right sides are enough for business travelers.

The North City Gate, which has not been opened for a long time, opened today, and there were not many people who walked out, just a barefoot monk alone.

But no one felt that he walked alone in the wide city gate seemed empty, he could give people a kind of thousands of troops alone, and the feeling of depression that had been caused by the arrival of the Holy See and the Great Wilderness Hall Lord suddenly dissipated without a trace, and was replaced by blood gushing.

The barefoot monk in a blood-red robe stepped out of the city gate, and the delicate but huge soles of his feet like white lotus stepped on the snow, leaving a line of straight footprints.

Meng Han Baku's expression became calm, but thinking of the battle thirty years ago, thinking of the shame of the great wilderness called the Eternal River, the blood in his body was actually almost boiling.

The appearance of the barefoot and the sea has not changed much from thirty years ago.

His body is still so burly, his face is still so hateful, and the red robe he wears is still as bloody as blood!

The head of the Holy See had never seen a barefoot monk before, but his face was solemn at a glance, not because he felt that the barefoot monk was much stronger than he thought, but because of the compassionate smile on the face of the barefoot monk.

When there is no sea and no smile, he is not angry and arrogant, and at this time, the smile seems to be compassionate, but it is faintly magnificent, which is more frightening than when it is strict.

On the mottled walls, there was no cheering.

Tang Yinlong, who was sitting on the soft couch, squeezed Queen Wen Qinglan's hand, and the four kings of the Tang Dynasty beside him stood up. didn't shout out the words that made people's blood boil, just looked at Wuhai's figure. Many, many memories come to mind.

Wuhai stepped out of the city gate for a hundred steps, every step will make people feel that his figure is taller, and after a hundred steps, his back has become the only one in people's eyes, in no one else!

Neither side spoke, looking at each other a hundred feet apart, and two more people walked out of the north gate that had not yet been closed at this time.

As a personal disciple of the barefoot monk, Fayi walked side by side with Wang Daniu, but stopped at the city gate. He sat down and splashed snow.

Wang Da Niu straightened his back, he didn't even know who the master's opponent was, let alone what temple, what Holy See, but he knew that it seemed that the scene was a bit big, and he couldn't embarrass the master.

Fayi sat down more calmly. Thinking of the master's words this morning, there seemed to be a sense of ominousness, so he looked at the master's enemy, and looked very carefully, as if he wanted to see every hair clearly.

Wuhai saw that the apprentice was sitting under the city wall, and said softly, "I'll teach you one last lesson today." ”

It's not loud. But it spread all over the world, Fayi and Wang Daniu did not cry for their father and mother, but just nodded solemnly.

The great monk rarely folded his hands and said: "Buddha Day: People have eight sufferings: birth, old age, and illness. Death, love parting. The grievance is long, I can't ask for it, and I can't let it go. ”

"Life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change!"

"Those who cultivate the mind, only if the mind does not move, can they be regarded as the first entry. ”

Monk Wuhai stared at the most powerful opponent in the world in front of him, and said softly: "If Sheng Jing does not move, then Sheng Tang will not move, since you two are here, it is a different place to return without success?"

This sentence is the curtain of the decisive battle, and the curtain is lifted when the words are finished!

Menghan Baku took a step forward and said in the cold wind like a knife: "Monk, if you don't move, it's just the magic power of a turtle with a shrunken head, why should you give it to your apprentice?"

Wuhai replied: "Monk, I shrank my head too much, if I can't even break the decision, what are you doing here in this city?"

The old man in charge smiled slightly, raised his hand, and with a move, the huge divine seat in the shrine surrounded by ascetics and golden knights suddenly took off and came behind him.

The divine seat seemed to be made of white jade, a little purer than this silver-white earth, and after landing on the ground, there was not a trace of ripples, and the old man sat lazily on it, propping up his jaw, as if he wanted to look down on the battle between the temple master and the barefoot monk.

At their level, they naturally disdain two to one.

It's just that the old man in charge of teaching is habitually high, which makes the big monk frown.

Let the majesty sitting on the city wall raise his eyebrows, and let the four kings raise their eyebrows, which is equivalent to making the people of the Tang Dynasty raise their eyebrows!

Without waiting for Meng Han Baku to make a move, the barefoot monk looked at the old man and said, "Come down!"

The old man smiled contemptuously, but the barefoot monk repeated, "I told you to come down!"

The originally tense atmosphere seemed to have become comical and ridiculous, and the people on the city wall listened to the words of the barefoot monk but did not feel anything wrong, because the people of the Tang Dynasty were proud enough!

The old man also frowned at this time.

And the barefoot monk did not repeat the child's general words, and stepped lightly on one foot, and the silver and white under his feet instantly turned into stormy waves.

With just such a simple action, the earth at the north gate of Shengjing began to shake violently, and countless white snow floated up, moving forward with the shape of a wave!

Menghan Baku's feet were in the air and he floated in mid-air, but the white waves of the vision quickly flooded the white jade divine seat!

The old man in charge never thought that the barefoot monk would be furious because of his own actions, he formed a sword with his two fingers together, and gently stroked in the white waves, blocking the white waves from flooding the honor guard behind him, but the white jade divine seat under him had turned into nothingness!

The old man's face fell to the ground a little ugly, and the extraordinarily crystal clear stars under his feet were the corpse of the gods.

He looked at the barefoot monk with implicit anger, but at this time, the barefoot monk had slightly parted his feet and said, "Let's start." ”

These three words are informing Menghan Baku, but they are also despising the old man.

But at this moment, Menghan Baku stretched out his thick arm, his fist was very large, and when he clenched it, he swung his fist and smashed it in the air.

There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, like thunder on the ground!

Everyone in the sound of the city wall gasped, and cultivators with enough levels could feel the gathering of vitality in mid-air. You can feel the supreme pressure on the plains!

The barefoot monk does not make any movements, and if he does not move, he does not move. Even if a huge fist appeared above his head, he didn't move until it landed on him and was instantly disillusioned!

After the disillusionment, the fist mark did not have any ripples of vitality, as if it had just disappeared out of thin air.

The barefoot monk maintained his differential foot movements, looked contemptuously at Menghan Baku in mid-air and asked, "Why bother with this kind of temptation?"

Baku did not pay attention, but his body was constantly soaring in mid-air.

The corners of his leather armor hunted waste in the cold wind until it rose to the sun. Turned into a dark shadow, and then stopped.

Zhang Xiaodao in the arrow tower raised his neck and raised his eyes to look at the man in the sun, and his heart was inexplicably shocked.

Then, he looked at the corners of the mouth of the barefoot monk on the Silver Plain, and suddenly remembered what the barefoot monk said just now: "Life is made by oneself, phase is born from the heart, and everything in the world is incarnate." The heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change!"

I don't know if I felt it or realized it, Zhang Xiaodao closed his eyes. clenched Wang Luohan's weak and boneless hand.

Wang Luohan didn't feel a little pain in her hand being held by Zhang Xiaodao, she just looked at the barefoot monk in a daze, and her heart was inexplicably moved!

Everyone knows that he is a barefoot monk and the master of the Great Wilderness Palace. The head of the Holy See is a first-class person in the world.

These three people are fighting against each other, and it is impossible to have a retarded mind such as underestimating the enemy. But the current barefoot monk is underestimating the enemy, and he is ready to resist the attack of a person like Menghan Baku, who has become sanctified in the flesh and transcended the six realms, not only to underestimate the enemy, but even to look a little stupid.

However, behind the stupidity is a kind of inheritance!

The realm of supernatural powers depends on comprehension, some people may practice for a hundred years and stop here, and some people may just enter the peak of the mystic realm and step into the supernatural powers.

But undoubtedly, although comprehension is important, stepping into the realm of supernatural powers must be touched before it can be realized.

Today, the elites of the Tang Dynasty gathered to stand on the city wall, Fa Yi and Wang Da Niu sat under the city wall, and the barefoot monks were willing to let them watch the battle not to hear ridiculous cheers, but to let them be touched!

And this kind of touch may have to be exchanged for the life of a barefoot monk, and it may be exchanged for the final tragic end of his fierce life!

What courage, what courage!

Wang Luohan's heart was amazed that it didn't resonate with anyone, and everyone looked nervously at the burly man in the sky, waiting for the moment when he fell!

This moment soon came, and Monhanbaku turned into a meteorite in the sky, and although his body looked extremely small in the air, when he began to fall, there was a huge pressure on people's hearts, and they were overwhelmed.

At this moment when he held his breath, a flame dragged out from behind Menghan Baku, and he came to the top of the barefoot monk's head like a flying fire meteor.

Two huge lotus flowers bloom at the feet of the barefoot monk, the petals are pure white, there are thousands of them, and they look holy and pure, without a trace of dust.

The petals were caressed by the cold wind and swayed slightly, and a barrier of vitality covered the top of the barefoot monk's head like a rainbow.

"Boom!" shattered people's eardrums.

The northern city wall shook violently, and the center of the battlefield between heaven and earth was cut into pieces by the white snow that was blowing one after another.

The earth began to sink, and it began to sink in degrees visible to the naked eye!

It was like a god's hand in the air that pressed it on the ground, pressing a deep pit in a circular shape.

The barefoot monk was in this deep pit, he still did not move, his side was the dry and cracked earth, and there was a fire rising in the cracks!

At the edge of the pit stood Meng Han Baku, who was bathed in flames all over his body, and after the flames gradually went out, hundreds of green smoke came out of his body, and he coughed lightly, but he spit out a puff of black smoke.

At this time, when people's nerves were the most nervous, Wang Daniu shouted under the city wall: "Master, I understand." ”

The barefoot monk did not answer Wang Daniu, nodded with satisfaction, looked at Menghan Baku and said, "Come and palm." ”

So, he raised his hand and gently pushed forward!

The huge palm print appeared very abruptly between heaven and earth, and the palm was composed of dense vitality, lifelike, and even the palm print could be seen.

Menghan Baku disappeared in place without hesitation, flashing this seemingly extremely slow palm, but he heard a huge roar in the distance, and the earth trembled again.

The people on the city wall looked into the distance, and where was there a mountain, and there was a huge palm print on the mountain!