"Brother Mao, who do you think the two of them will win?" Wan Ziwei, who was curious as a baby, asked Brother Mao with bright big eyes.
Brother Mao said: "Monk Wujie is obviously stronger than Zhao Yong, but he lacks actual combat experience. He has been taken by Zhao Yong and will soon be defeated."
At this time, Zhao Yong and Monk Wujie had already separated more than ten meters. Zhao Yong's left hand condensed forward with a blood-red palm shadow and pushed it towards Wujie.
The monk without ring screamed the Buddha's horn, raised his hands above his head to condense a golden Buddha handprint and patted the blood-red palm. Just hearing the sound of "coax", the two palm shadows collided and disappeared.
Suddenly, a blood-red goose-egg-sized energy ball condensed from Zhao Yong's right hand hit the bald head of the monk without ring.
Looking at the energy ball that came to the front, Wushu didn't have time to react, closed his eyes and waited. If it is smashed at this time, the monk Wujie will not die and will be seriously injured.
But Monk Wujie waited for a long time and didn't wait for the energy ball to fall on him. Opening his eyes, I saw a young man in casual clothes standing in front of him, holding the blood red energy ball from Zhao Yong in his right hand.
"Thank you for your help!" Monk Wujie thanked his hands together.
Brother Mao looked up and down Wujie, struggling to smile, and said, "Little monk, don't be old-fashioned at a young age!" After a pause, he asked, "Nojie, which monastery do you belong to?"
Wujie replied: "The little monk is from Wutaishan Monastery!" After a pause, he asked, "May I ask the name of the donor?"
Brother Mao said: "I am Maoshan Ma..."
"Hey! Boy, don't be arrogant, be careful I will send you back to your hometown!" Zhao Yong said angrily when he saw the two people chatting beside them.
Brother Mao turned his head and glared at Zhao Yong in disgust, his body suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Yong had no time to blink. Brother Mao had already appeared in front of him. Just listen to more than a dozen crisp slaps in the face.
It turned out that Brother Mao slapped Zhao Yong's face from left to right and slapped more than a dozen slaps. Zhao Yong was furious. Zhao Yong was about to fight back, but he couldn't mobilize his true essence anyway.
At this time Brother Mao said in Zhao Yong’s ear: "Don’t be delusional, I have sealed your true essence, you are bloody, and you must have killed a lot of people. You originally wanted to take your life, but it doesn’t matter how you practice. It's easy to waste you, I hope you can do it for yourself!"
Zhao Yong was sweating profusely when he heard Brother Mao's words. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.
Brother Mao stretched out his right index finger and pointed at Zhao Yong's dantian. Zhao Yong collapsed on the ground like a discouraged ball.
Zhao Yong looked at Brother Mao viciously, and asked weakly, "Who are you?"
Brother Mao looked at Zhao Yong disdainfully and said: "Want to find me revenge? But it doesn't matter, I'll wait, you remember, it is Brother Mao, the 72nd generation successor of Maoshan Mai Sect!" After a pause, he yelled, "Go away." !"
The two masked women who came with Zhao Yong no longer had the courage to resist, and when they heard Brother Mao's words, they quickly helped Zhao Yong to escape.
Seeing them go away, Brother Mao asked Wujie, "Wujie, do you want to occupy this place too?"
No precepts: "Amitabha, the little monk just came to have a look."
Brother Mao smiled and said, "Okay, this is my site!" Then, after pinching his fingers, he found that the future of this no-shu is not easy, but it is very vague.
Brother Mao smiled and released his terrifying aura to everyone present. Except for Jingyi and other beauties and Wujie, the people present immediately felt difficulty breathing, some trembling all over, and even the weaker ones were already on the ground.
Seeing everyone's performance, Brother Mao nodded in satisfaction and said loudly: "Everyone listens well, from now on no one can approach here. If you violate it, I will make him regret coming to this world!" I looked at the people around and said loudly: "Okay, it's all gone now!"
Everyone around was frightened by the terrifying strength of Brother Mao, and they didn't dare to voice opposition, and left unwillingly.
The monk without ring came to Mao's brother, folded his hands together, declared the Buddha's name, and said, "Nanwu Amitabha, the little monk has also left!" He took a deep look at Mao's brother and left. The moment Monk Wujie turned around, his eyes were full of smiles.
At this time, Tang Wei came over, turned around around Brother Mao, her big eyes flashed, and said: "I didn't expect that you would still have such a domineering side!"
Dai Yujiao stretched out the sleeves of La Tangwei and asked, "Brother Mao, are we really going to occupy this place?"
"How come!" said Brother Mao, "This blessed land cannot be occupied by anyone who wants to occupy it. We are only cultivating here for a period of time."
Next, Brother Mao set up an enchantment for Wan Ziwei and the 18 disciples of the Nanhai School to use the aura here to practice.
Brother Mao looked at the magnificent towers and ancient buildings in Lengquanguan, and sighed the wisdom of the ancients and the ingenious architectural style. If you put it now, it would really worry the craftsmen's head.
In the next few days, Brother Mao took Jingyi, Dai Yujiao and Tang Wei, while waiting for Wan Ziwei and the others to finish their practice, while browsing the places of interest.
Mao's deepest impression here is that he feels that the folk customs are simple and the villagers are very kind.
As soon as I entered the ancient city gate, a breath of simple vicissitudes came to my face. Looking at the ancient residential buildings on both sides of the ancient street, the roofs of the houses are full of exquisite wood carvings and stone carvings, which are very magnificent.
In the evening, Brother Mao took the three daughters to live in a relatively large courtyard. The owner is an old couple about 60 years old. The old couple are very hospitable. The old lady made a very hearty table with the help of the three daughters. Farm food. Brother Mao and the old man had been chatting. The old man was very talkative and kept introducing the history of Lengquanguan to Brother Mao.
After the meal, the old couple arranged brother Mao and the third daughter in two rooms to rest.
In the middle of the night, Brother Mao sneaked into the room of the three women and got into the fragrant bed amidst their exclamation.
Just as Brother Mao was up and down his hands, he suddenly felt the temperature drop sharply, and the room began to be covered with frost, and then felt gusts of cloudy wind blowing in.
Brother Mao hurriedly got up and shouted into the corner of the room: "Come out, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"
Dai Yujiao asked: "What's the matter?"
Brother Mao patted Dai Yujiao's hand and said, "Here is a guest!"
Seeing that there was no movement from the other party, Brother Mao got up and got down from his sex. With two fingers of his right hand together, he muttered silently: "The sky is masculine, the earth is gloomy, the sky and the earth are humming, the trapped soul is in a cage, now!" .
There was a flash of purple light in the corner of the room, and a cage of one meter high appeared. In the cage, a man covered with frost (it should be a ghost) appeared.
The ghost saw that he was locked in the cage and hurriedly reached out to grab the cage, but was sent back by the purple light emitted from the cage.
Brother Mao looked at this frost-covered ghost and asked, "If you don't reincarnate, why are you harassing the human world?"
The ghost knew that he had encountered an expert, trembling all over, and said, "Master, I did not harass the human world, but the mountain god here told me that he could help my expert come here, so I beg you to help me!"
"Mountain god?" said Brother Mao, "to be specific!"
The ghost said: "My name is Wang Hu. My family is in the Nepeta Village behind this mountain. Our ancestors and ancestors have lived by hunting for generations. However, in recent years, the government has announced that it is not allowed to kill animals, especially rare animals. Cut off income."
Hearing this, Mao Di said: "The government's decision is not wrong, and it should be supported!" After a pause, he asked, "What happened later?"
Wang Hu continued: "After our family's income was cut off, I went to work in a coal mine in a town. Because coal mines have been very profitable in recent years, and workers’ wages have been quite high. My son is about to enter junior high school. There are a lot of places to spend money, so I went to the work surface below the mine. The ideal is plump and the reality is skinny. I didn’t expect the coal mine to be so dark. Workers are doing very dangerous work underground. They are often miners. The three stones are sandwiched with a piece of meat. We often do heavy physical work in the dark. Small leaders such as squad leaders will attack the workers if they don’t like it, and they will fight together... "
Brother Mao frowned and listened to Wang Hu's narration. ()