v3 Chapter 1288： Eating without culture (4/6)

The heavens of death never imagined that the elders of the **** domain had reached the point of such sand sculptures.

He finally brought people back to the realm of God.

I came to accept a higher level of cultivation culture, and was directly invaded by the sand sculpture culture!

However, the current situation seems to be over.

Death Road originally thought that under the circumstances of Seven Avenues, they could at least play with the golden lanterns.

It turned out that this was a unilateral hammer ...

...

With the palm of his hand, the monks retired from Seven Avenues. If they were to spread out at this time, the faces of the seven families of their gods would be gone.

But the monk didn't do anything, he kept it.

otherwise.

seven people.

Have to die.

Those who can bear the power of his hand in this world, except for the princes who have nowhere to go, are only real people.

And after clearly understanding the strength of Wang Ling.

Even if a monk wants to fight, he must weigh the power of backwash.

It is easy for him to slap, and the injury from back-bite may make him half-hearted.

At this time, Seven Avenue Master got up from the ground and wiped the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The monk beat them to vomit blood.

This is something they never expected.

The crowd present was also the first time to engage in Buddhism.

The monks' strength is far beyond their imagination.

"Monk, have you thought about the consequences ..." Zhou Zhentian shuddered and had angry emotions, but more of them shuddered.

When his front teeth fell to the ground, he was crushed at the same time, his mouth was covered with blood, and in addition, his internal injuries were serious.

I don't know how long it will take to get over God.

Don't think he can still speak now.

Before long, he will completely lose his voice ...

The high-frequency spitting of 70 shots per second, after all, made his throat unable to bear the pressure.

"The actions of the poor monk are also for the sake of the gods."

The monk glanced at the Taoists in front of him: "Several clans can be convinced. If they don't, there are other means for poor monks."

This is not a joke.

Based on his reincarnation experience in the 3910th century, the monk has concluded tens of thousands of ways to torture the Taoist statue in front of him to the residual blood without being spiked.

Of course, in the case of stubbornness.

Forced crossing is not impossible.

at this point.

Zhou Zhentian is very clear.

You can't beat it.

Unless there is a homeowner's shot, there may be a glimmer of hope ...

The heads of the ten families in the gods are all Taoist gods.

But how easy it is to move the Tao God.

At present, almost all the heads of households are in retreat, and it is impossible to get out of the house easily and get started.

Zhou Zhentian stared at the monk with a dumb feeling of eating Coptis chinensis.

If they can't stop it, the upgrade of the earth is already a matter of course.

Monks rely on their own strength to do whatever they want, leaving them helpless.

When on earth did such a horrifying figure appear?

"Monk. If it weren't for the homeowner's retreat, would you think you could be cheap ..."

Zhou Zhentian looked at the golden lamp: "I admit that it is not your opponent, and we have the ability to argue!",

"On the Road?"

The monk smiled: "The poor monk is accompanying."

At this point, Seven Avenue Masters took a step forward.

There are problems in their hearts.

"Take the earth upgrade this time! Monk! I ask you ... this high-level path of spiritual cultivation in God's Land, how do these miscellaneous earth practices work?"

"The poor monk thinks that there is no distinction between cultivation and cultivation. There is no way for cultivation. There is a way when there is a person."

"..."

"Monk, you monk, why do you have to compete for the moment for the earth meditators?"

"Dao Zun asks the poor monk, is he arguing with the poor monk? God has been arrogant for a long time and should not continue to fall. When Dao Zun asks such questions, the poor monk can only say that he is sad and angry. Indisputable……"

"..."

"You Taoists have asked the poor monk two questions. Can the poor monk ask you a question?"

"tell me the story."

"The function y = f (x) defined on R, if f (x1) -f (x2) / x1-x2 <0 is satisfied for any unequal real number x1, x2, and x, y satisfy the inequality f (x? ? -2x) + f (2y-y ??) ≤0 holds, then when 1≤x≤4, what is the range of y / x? "

"..." ò

"Is it too difficult?"

The monk frowned: "Will the power function?"

"..."

"What about trigonometric and inverse trigonometric functions?"

"..."

"Always a function, right?"

"..."

The Seventh Avenue shook his head, and all the words were aggressive.

In fact, they didn't pay much attention to mathematical problems.

The monk sighed helplessly: "Nothing, what kind of respect ..."

Zhou Zhentian's mouth twitched. "Monk, we're in the round! What **** are you asking ..."

"Mathematics Avenue, isn't it part of the Tao?"

The monk laughed.

He will never forget, when he was holding Wang Ling's memory brick, the scene of vomiting blood by the overwhelming function "electricity" ...

This kind of pain, the monk didn't want to try the second time, and he decided to share it more painfully.

Such devil's things are more painful than others.

"Monk, you are trying to make sense ..."

"The monks do not slang, if the advanced knowledge contained in these functions is not fully understood. The poor monk can assert that UU reading books and other realms will stop there and there will never be a time for improvement.

At this moment, the monk shook his head, and he gathered the painful memory fragments when he touched the memory brick into a psionic group and concentrated on his palm.

Then he stared at many Taoists in front of his eyes: "If you don't believe it, you can come and see this memory of the poor monk."

The Seventh Avenue honored his doubts and looked at each other for a while.

In the end, the old Zhou Zhentian family stepped forward first: "Just a few math problems, the old man didn't believe there was anything terrible."

Then Zhou Zhentian stretched his hand directly.

The moment the fingertip touches the psionic group ...

An electric shock came instantly!

"No!" Zhou Zuo Lao hurriedly wanted to release his hand.

But it's too late!

His terrible memories poured into his spiritual space, and for a moment he seemed to be hit by a thunderstorm! The whole body was twitched by "electricity" crazy!

When the rest of Dao Zun returned to God, the Zhou clan old had already scratched his hips on the ground ...

Staring at the old Zhou people who were scorched black by the power of "knowledge".

The monk could not help but utter a sympathetic sigh.

He glanced at the people in front of him: "There is Lord Taoist, do you want to try?"

"No more ..."

The remaining six Taoists took a step back.

...

"Let's go back."

At this moment, it was helpless to take Zhuo Yi and Sun Rong to witness the death of Taoism outside the hall.

You can't beat and beat, but also eat the loss of no culture ...

Today's God Realm is indeed declining!

In the Buddha's golden lotus, the girl was also disappointed: "That's it?"

Death Tiandao smiled helplessly: "Whether it is the earth or the **** realm, it is always right to study hard.

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