"Great Bodhisattva, there's a carriage here!"

In the crowd of people who came over, a young man at the moment pointed to Xiao's whispering carriage and turned around and shouted, "This carriage will definitely satisfy you!"

Yang Xian meditated on the bluestone all night, and had already gotten up from the bluestone as these people approached. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There were about seventy or eighty people in this group, men and women, old and young, all dressed in all kinds of clothes, and it seemed that they had gathered together to parade and straggle together, and it looked indescribably strange and awkward.

At this time, the young man who spoke at this time ignored Yang Xian's existence after seeing the carriage, and hurriedly walked towards a sedan chair clustered in the middle of the crowd, bowed and stood at the door of the sedan chair, with an eager expression of asking for merit and reward, "Great Bodhisattva, the carriage you want has found the small one for you!"

"Huh?"

A low, hoarse voice sounded from the sedan chair, and then the sedan curtain was lifted, and an extremely fat monk got out of the sedan chair.

This monk has a big waist and a round waist, he is tall and fat, and he stands there like a half-cut black tower, his body looks wider than a door, and compared to him, the green gauze sedan behind him does not seem to be as wide as his body, and I don't know how he sat in it.

This monk came out of the sedan chair and stood in the crowd like a donkey among sheep, which was very eye-catching.

He stretched out his hand to pull away the young man standing in front of the sedan chair, looked at the carriage beside Yang Xian, and nodded, "Well, that's good! This carriage is good! The Buddha has a wide body, and this kind of carriage is suitable for Lao Tzu!"

With a backhand punch to the green yarn sedan chair behind him, there was a loud "bang", and the entire green yarn sedan chair was smashed by him with one punch.

"This bird sedan chair has made Lao Tzu so uncomfortable all the way!"

He is a monk, but he calls himself "Lao Tzu" with his mouth closed, but he does not look like a serious monk.

"The great bodhisattva is invincible, covering the world, and the small ones are really admiring the five-body throwing to the ground!"

"Grandpa Bodhisattva is so miraculous, he should be the first in the world!"

Seeing that the big monk smashed the sedan chair with one punch, these dozens of people were praised without words.

The great monk Zhi was complacent, waved his hand and smiled: "There is still a little bit of pressure in the contemporary era, there is the old man Zhu Hongyi of the Confucian sect to suppress the world, I can't be the first in the world!"

He laughed and said, "If it's the second in the world, then it can still be so-so!"

Everyone praised in unison: "It is the second in the world and it is extremely remarkable, that is also under one person, above ten thousand!"

The big monk laughed and stretched out his hand to point to the carriage, "Pull this carriage for the Buddha!"

At this time, Xiao Qingyu had been woken up by them, got his head out of the carriage, and looked at Yang Xian sleepily, "Brother Xian, what are they doing?"

Yang Xian said: "Don't pay attention to them!"

Xiao whispered, "Oh!"

She turned her head to look curiously at the young man who was walking briskly, not knowing what these people were trying to do.

The young man who came over was the first person to "discover" the sedan chair just now, he walked to the front of the carriage, untied the reins and was about to pull it away, completely ignoring Yang Xian and Xiao whispering.

"Wait!"

Yang Xian took a closer look at the young man, only to see that he had a vegetable face, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, as if he had just been beaten up, and his two lips were swollen and cracked, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

When he heard Yang Xian call him, he turned around and shouted, "What are you doing?

Yang Xian said: "This carriage is ours, don't you see that there are still people inside?"

The man said arrogantly: "Is it your ability? Our great bodhisattva has taken a fancy to your carriage, which is the blessing you cultivated in your previous life! Do you dare not borrow it?"

Yang Xian shook his head and said, "Don't borrow!"

"Ho!"

The young man glared and said, "You are so bold that you dare not even respect the decree of the Bodhisattva!"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked at Yang Xian, "you!"

"Bang!"

As soon as he lifted his toes, he felt a strong force rush out of thin air, hitting him in the chest, sending him flying off the ground and crashing into his back.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A series of collisions sounded, and the people standing behind him were knocked into several times by him, and then their bodies shook and stopped in the air.

But he was caught by the fat monk reaching out.

After the fat monk caught the young man who flew in, his body "oh oh" and took several steps back one after another before he took the pile and stood firm.

His face turned red, and his eyes widened to look at Yang Xian, "Good boy, so powerful!"

He threw away the young man in his hand, separated everyone and walked forward, walked in front of Yang Xian in a few steps, and looked Yang Xian up and down with big eyes, "Which family are you?"

Yang Xian was stiff when he heard him speak, not like a Central Plains accent, and his body and skin were also slightly different from those of the Central Plains, and his heart moved, "Great monk, are you from the Western Regions?"

The fat monk was stunned, "How do you know?"

Yang Xian said with a smile: "The monks of the Great Wheel Temple in the Western Regions are extremely tall and strong because of the physical exercises, and the great monk is so tall and tall, which is in line with the body shape of the monks of the Great Wheel Temple. ”

The fat monk became more and more surprised, "Who are you?"

Yang Xian shook his head and said nothing, took the horse and put the saddle on it, and said to the great monk: "If you don't stay in the Dalun Temple, what are you doing in the Central Plains? ”

Seeing that Yang Xian was leaving, the huge monk shouted: "Don't go, this carriage has fallen in love with the family!"

He stretched out his hand and took the two golden cymbals in his hand from the hands of two people nearby, "I traveled all the way from the west, and all I met were wine bags and rice bags, and none of them could fight!"

He pointed to the dozens of people standing beside him, "These are all your masters of the Central Plains who were defeated in my hands, and in the end they were all captured by me as servants." ”

He said to Yang Xian: "You are very powerful, I want to fight with you!"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "You servants are all waste soft eggs, where is there a master? Are the monks of your Dalun Temple so eyeless?"

The huge monk said angrily: "All of their nicknames are extremely loud, who knows that they are all so loose?

With a swing of the golden cymbal in his hand, he strode towards Yang Xian, "They are waste, but you are very powerful, I want to fight with you!"

He didn't wait for Yang Xian to say anything, his body shook, and he was already in front of Yang Xian, and the two golden cymbals were like two extremely sharp blades, one slashing at Yang Xian's neck and the other at Yang Xian's waist.

Don't look at this fat monk who is obese, once he starts to do it, it is extremely fast, and his light body kung fu is not bad.

Yang Xian knew that every disciple of the Great Wheel Temple in the Western Regions would come to the Central Plains to experience after they had achieved success in martial arts, and they would challenge all kinds of masters to test their cultivation, and they would not return to the Western Regions to cultivate until they reached their cultivation goals.

It's just that the monks of this Dalun Temple have been respecting science as orthodoxy over the years, which is quite disliked by Yang Xian, and these monks are extremely barbaric, and they still retain the habit of accepting people as slaves, which is not in line with Yang Xian's philosophy, so he doesn't want to pay more attention to this person.

At this time, when he saw his golden cymbals sharpened, he stretched out his palms and slapped the backs of the two gold cymbals at the same time, and with a loud "bang", the two gold cymbals were smashed by him.

When the monk made a move, he had already thought about how he would deal with several back hands if Yang Xian made a move to stop him, but Yang Xian slapped out with his two palms at this time, and he didn't have time to use any back hands, and the gold cymbals on both sides had already been smashed.

He looked shocked, and his body took several steps back in succession, which was really unbelievable.

Yang Xian glanced at him and said, "Offended!"

Turning over and getting into the car, his arms shook, the carriage turned around, and it was far away in an instant, leaving only the great monk standing there in a daze.

ps:This book will be on the shelves in early April.,Now it's a pity that the recommended collection is less.,Don't raise it.,Raise it again.。