Chapter 159

There are stone walls and many holes in the grottoes. The small ones are the size of a thumb, and the large ones can allow one person to pass.

Moonlight spilled through the hole, and many Buddha statues bathed in moonlight, which has become a rare spectacle.

In the past.

This scene of Ten Thousand Buddhas bathing together can make people calm and have Confucian admiration for our Buddha.

In particular, the Giant Buddha in the middle has a slightly drooping head and compassionate eyes, which seems to bless all sentient beings.

But right now.

Because I was cold all over, I only felt that I smelled all over, which was undoubtedly seen under the examination of my Buddha.

"Benefactor."

He put his hands together, clenched his teeth and opened his mouth to Guo fan: "the bell rings loudly, and the monks of our temple will come right away."

"You, go!"

"Are you worried?"

Guo fan is watching carefully with his clothes in his hand. He doesn't mean to leave in advance.

The picture scroll is the marrow washing Sutra. There are thirty-six Buddha statues on it. The blessing is half a Zhang long, and there are many records of eminent monks on it.

Although it is not the original version given by the Buddha, the essence of it is also extraordinary.

"Don't worry. Buddhism forbids killing. Even if you bring me here, you'll be locked up for a few years at most."

He smiled gently, his eyes did not move, and continued: "this is a great opportunity for the master to wash his mind and immerse himself in Buddhism."

"You..."

Because of a lag, the complexion keeps changing.

If he is really interested in Buddhist scriptures, will he be a special governor monk?

Confinement, of course, is greatly inappropriate.

"How about helping yourself, benefactor?"

He turned his eyes and carefully suggested, "I have something important to do, so I'll go first."

"Yes."

Guo fan answered at will, looked down at the marrow washing Sutra, and seemed indifferent to the action of this cause.

"Well, I'm leaving."

Because of great joy, he hastily gave a gift, folded his body and ran outside the Buddha cave.

"Stupid."

Guo fan turned his back to benyin and shook his head secretly: "it's not the nature of Buddhism, but he just fooled around among monks."

"If you enter the wrong line, you will never achieve anything in your life!"

"Amitabha!"

Just then, a loud voice came from outside the Buddha cave, and a series of rapid footsteps approached quickly.

"How brave!"

A monk with a bloody face marched in and shouted at Guo fan, "how dare you break into the forbidden area of Buddhism and damage my Buddha statue."

"It's time to fight!"

Before the words fell, the monk had rushed with his fist. The fist was just strong and hit Guo fan on the back.

"Peng!"

A dull noise.

The monk turned white and immediately "pedaled" back several steps before he barely stopped his body.

With that punch just now, he only felt that he had hit the cotton. He was weak and rebounded with a strong force.

Guo fan also timely put away the picture, turned around and nodded at the visitor.

"Although the master looks ferocious, he has a heart of compassion. Thank you for your mercy."

"Hum!"

Monk Leng hum.

"Almsgiver's hard work is amazing. If I hadn't spared no effort, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stand up!"

"Be compassionate and reap the good fruit."

Guo fan smiled calmly and looked behind the monk: "Kurong holy monk, do you think so?"

"Amitabha."

With a Buddha chant, a thin old monk walked out slowly.

The old monk's face is wrinkled, his skin is withered and yellow, and his breath is like a residual candle in the wind.

Just like a decadent old man who is dying soon, but Guo fan doesn't dare to underestimate him at all.

Kurong holy monk, one of the two holy monks of Buddhism!

"Benefactor, you are kind-hearted and have a fate with our Buddha. However, you are too attached to external objects and the Buddha's heart is covered with dust."

The old monk saluted Guo Fanhe at the eleventh ceremony. His voice was hoarse: "benefactor, it's really wrong to break into the forbidden area of Buddhism and watch the marrow washing Sutra."

"It's better to enter our Buddhism and be accompanied by green lanterns. If you focus on the Buddha, you can observe the marrow washing Sutra without hindrance."

"The holy monk's kindness, I'll take it in my heart."

Guo fan shook his head and said, "it's a pity that I can't do the thing of green lanterns and ancient Buddhas without dispelling my common ideas."

"Shi Shuzu, he forced me."

I didn't know when I had been captured. At this time, two monks were kneeling behind me.

He raised his head and argued loudly: "I'm forced to be helpless. Please show mercy to shishuzu!"

"Hey!"

Kurong's eyes were sad and shook his head gently: "because you have too much vulgarity and have always done too much."

"How to deal with it, the old monk is helpless."

"Shi Shuzu!"

Ben was desperate.

Kurong holy monk is kind-hearted. If he speaks, he will not be punished seriously even if he is punished.

The host Ben en is different. He is jealous of evil, can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, and punishes his own people more severely.

"Take him down!"

The dull sound sounded, and a group of monks stepped in.

When the first one had a shiny head and solemn face, he looked like a upright statue of King Kong Buddha.

It's Ben en, the host of Longmen temple!

"Who is the benefactor?"

"Break into the forbidden area of Buddhism and seize the classics of our temple. Let's clean the dust here for the rest of our life!"

"Oh..."

Guo fan's face sank and he said in a loud voice, "is it the king's land under the whole world? Is it the king's officials who lead the land? The martial arts in the world belong to the imperial court."

"I can't see the marrow washing Sutra!"

“……”

Ben's eyes shrunk: "benefactor, what do you call it?"

"Surname Li!"

"Guo Xing?"

"Good."

Guo fan's voice said, "this time, Li Changsheng!"

"Hou ye?"

Ben en's face changed, his eyes flashed for a moment, and then showed doubts: "Li Changsheng, after King Jing, Duke Wu of town?"

"Good."

Guo fan nodded.

A monk suddenly said, "Lord Zhenwu, that rumored disease..."

"Huh?"

Guo fan's side head, a cold killing machine emerged, and the monk's body trembled and stopped talking in an instant.

"Impossible!"

Ben suddenly shouted angrily, "Lord Zhenwu is born with insufficient vitality and is difficult to live long. Who are you?"

In the roar, he took a big step, which was approaching Guo fan, and hit him hard in the chest.

Dawei Tianlong fist!

The fist comes out like a dragon chanting. There is a backlog of emptiness in the land of Zhang Xu in front, and great forces emerge.

"Good boxing!"

As soon as Guo fan's eyes lit up and his big hands turned over, his palm was mysterious. He just took it and pushed it gently, and Ben couldn't bear the force and went back.

"Amitabha."

Kui Rong's face was dignified and his hands were folded.

"It's as clever as a clumsy one. It's strange to hide in China. It's earth shaking. It's really the face of Duke Wu of Zhenwu after King Jing."

Before his death, King Jing was a master of martial arts in the world. He created an earth shaking thirty-six way scattered martial arts, which was famous all over the world.

This skill has no fixed moves, but contains 36 changes. It can be regarded as a top skill.

In this world, only Li Changsheng will!

"The holy monk has good eyesight."

Guo fan also has a dignified face and looks at each other. His heart is full of warning signs, and his flesh is naturally tight.

"I've seen the marrow washing Sutra. Unfortunately, although some places have unique ingenuity, they are nothing. It's a pity."

With that, his wrist shook, and the picture turned into a dark shadow and shot at the side of the withered Saint monk.

"My wish has come. I'm leaving!"

Before the sound fell, he moved under his feet, turned into a breeze, and swept away in the opposite direction of the picture.

"Amitabha."

Kurong recited the Buddha's name and said, "the Buddha's Dharma of marquis Wu of Zhenwu is exquisite. The old monk is very happy to see it. It's better to stay in this temple for a while, understand the Buddha's Dharma with the old monk, and go no later."

While he was talking, he went to receive the marrow washing Sutra with one hand and put his palm on Guo fan.

Palm out, heaven and earth surprised!

In Guo fan's perception, the withered glory, which was originally thin and old, was full of infinite vitality.

It's like a giant Buddha, rising slowly, holding the earth with big hands like heaven and gently pressing it towards him.

In front of the other party, he was as small as a mole ant. He could hardly resist. He had to be caught all the way.

incorrect!

The warning signs in my heart are sharp, the lines are outlined, and an eternal three eye image quietly emerges.

Town!

As soon as the divine image falls, the vision in perception disappears in an instant.

Guo fan's face was dignified, his body turned in the air, and all kinds of mysterious palm techniques were displayed one after another.

Today, he has perfect internal power, runs through all the two veins of Ren Du, and has the Shaolin muscle changing Sutra.

King Kong is not bad at magic, but also breaks through the limit of the sixth layer in the inner Qi realm, almost approaching perfection.

This is the palm technique. Its strength is surging and instantly converges into a river and sea.

Earth shaking thirty-six ways!

Yi Zou Qi's body is empty and moves through the acupoints to escape the mystery. Thirteen palm movements change and suddenly converge into one.

"Peng!"

Kurong's eyes showed surprise. He didn't retract his palm. He shook his five fingers and turned his palm into a fist. He pressed down according to the trend.

Dawei Tianlong fist!

Different from Ben en, the horror of his fist strength almost suffocated Guo fan on the spot, and the surface of his body also glowed with dim gold.

"Hum!"

With a dull hum, his whole body became red and his strength rose again.

Blood burning method!

99 is amazing!

As soon as the palm position changes, it seems to be heavy or light, rigid and soft. One palm is like a knife and collides with the opponent's fist front in an instant.

"Peng!"

Void detonation.

Kui Rong's body swings slightly and his fist edge recovers.

Guo fan took off like a wisp of smoke through the Buddha cave and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"King Kong is not bad for divine skill?"

"I'm young and have such accomplishments. The rumor is wrong. The Duke of Zhenwu is a martial arts genius and no less than his father!"

"Holy monk!"

Ben stepped forward.

Kui Rong returned to his senses and shook his head gently: "this man's lightness skill is very excellent. He can't catch up with it. Forget it."

"Is he really the Duke of Zhenwu?"

Ben is still a little reluctant to believe it.

"Eight or nine is inseparable from ten."

Withered glory nodded and his eyes showed sadness: "I hope he doesn't waste his talent and embark on the old road of King Jing."

"Li Changsheng, Duke of Zhenwu..."

Ben's eyes flickered as if in disbelief.

…………

"Congenital, really good!"

At night.

Guo fan steps on the breeze and Shi ran goes down the mountain.

Kui Rong intercepted just now. Although he didn't do his best for various reasons, he can also see one or two of his innate power.

A short moment of fighting gave him great pressure, and he almost did his best to escape.

But

The innate master of this world seems to be somewhat different from the noumenon.

The innate skills and martial arts there are extremely powerful, and the true Qi has the wonderful function of turning emptiness into reality.

For example, the local evil killer's palm strength can easily freeze the human body, which is obviously caused by some mysterious skill.

Withered glory is different!

His fist technique is still Da Wei Tianlong fist.

Although innate Qi is powerful, it has no additional bonus and lacks more clever changes.

I don't know whether it's just him or all the congenital experts.

of course.

The innate experts in this field are not without advantages.

Just like 'God'.

The fist meaning of kuerong boxing is extremely terrible. It almost makes people hallucinate and subdue people's soldiers without fighting.

"Is it because there are few natural materials and earth treasures in this world, it is difficult to polish the body of martial artists to perfection, so they can only focus more on cultivating 'gods'."

"Shaolin Temple has true meaning inheritance. This is the world that is generally difficult to leave, but it is more common in this world."

"Now I only have a hand with Kui Rong. If you want to prove it, you need to contact more congenital experts!"

Guo Fanchang took a breath and felt his Qi and blood surging. His internal power was running rapidly and his spirit was highly concentrated. His accomplishments seemed to have improved again.

"Sure enough, fighting with an expert can best stimulate a person's potential when he is in danger!"

"There is no wrong way!"

"Eh?"

"Someone!"

As soon as Guo fan stopped, he looked away.

There was a faint sound of fighting, and the sound was somewhat familiar.

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