The narrow tunnel immediately burst into cheers. The Rainbow Fat brothers were like a group of blind bears who found a honey jar. Their footsteps rumbled and they rushed out almost stepping on Wen Leyang's body. WWw. QuanBeN-XiaoShuo. Com
Suddenly, a familiar voice came sonorously and powerfully from the sky: "Where did the monster come from!" Immediately, the golden Buddha light burst out.
The seven fat men did not expect to encounter the enemy as soon as they rushed out. They each screamed and grabbed the giant blade, but Little Stutter cheered, pulled Wen Leyang and ran out, blocking in front of the seven fat men, facing not far away The tall and sturdy monk on the boulder waved his hand: "Senior...brother, don't fight...it's, it's me!"
The person on the boulder and the fat guys were about to put them right was the ace thug of the Great Compassion Temple, Shili Chanyuan Zaixizhi. Suddenly he saw the little stew running out with a cry, and his ferocious expression immediately turned into a horrifying surprise, and he ignored it. The seven fat men jumped down from the boulder laughing loudly, hugged Little Stutter in their arms, and shouted confidently: "You're back, haha, great! Great! Come with me to see the abbot." !" After saying that, he nodded to Wen Leyang, picked them up and started to leave.
The Great Mercy Temple is an authentic Buddhist practice. Every disciple who enters the temple will have a birth bead to enshrine in the temple. Once a disciple dies, the birth bead will be broken into pieces. Little Stutter's birth bead is intact, although it was missing after the mountain collapsed. But the Great Mercy Temple also knew that his life was still alive and never stopped searching.
Wen Leyang took a step slowly and looked back at Wei Mo, who was still standing at the entrance of the cave.
Wei Mo was already skinny, and he looked even thinner and desolate standing in the sun. His face was full of confusion, and he was squinting at the red sun in the sky. Their method of cultivating the heavens was almost a death sentence. Then he focused all his attention on helping Wen Leyang calculate the tunnel and dig the hole. Now that it was a big deal, he felt empty and overwhelmed.
Wen Leyang was kind-hearted, and couldn't bear to look at Wei Mo. He smiled and comforted: "It may be that the calculations of the masters are slightly wrong. But you can try my uncle's method, right?"
At the end, he glanced at Wen Leyang with some confusion, and asked hesitantly: "You mean joining the world? The world... how to join?" He was full of confusion about where to go. He had lived in seclusion in the deep and dark mountains since he was a child. Apart from his master, he He had almost no contact with other people, and the outside world seemed extremely strange to him, and even more terrifying.
Wen Leyang laughed. He said firmly: "Follow me home!"
Wei Mo suddenly opened his mouth and smiled at him: "I've been waiting for your words!" After saying that, he turned around and went back into the hole, leaving a vague sentence: "I'll pack my things. Come back to me when you're done."
Wen Leyang looked left and right. It turns out that every place of cultivation is not simple.
The sun is warm in the sky. The grass grows in the mountains and the orioles fly. It's the beautiful weather in March. Wen Leyang took a deep breath of fresh air. He bowed and saluted the great monk Xizhi. Somewhat nervously, he asked: "Master. How long has it been?"
Xizhi chuckled: "Last summer you were lost in the mountains. Now it's spring."
Wen Leyang and Xi Sheng followed Shili Chanyuanzao and hurried back to the Great Mercy Temple in great excitement. Rainbow Seven Fatty also followed Wen Leyang happily. The group of them stayed in the darkness of the mountain for who knows how many days. Wen Leyang dug through the belly of the mountain with his wrong punches. The fat men followed and transported the stone powder from behind. This process sounds simple. But despite the hard work and extreme suffering, it seems to be boring and self-enjoyed. Only the person involved can understand the feeling. In the eyes of these seven rainbow brothers. Wen Leyang has become the closest person to him in the world besides his father.
Wen Leyang also liked these seven fat guys from the bottom of his heart. But when you have free time, you can rest. He secretly counted them in his heart. Warm nine and thirteen, don't say it and don't do it, the water mirror will make you laugh. Now add these seven brothers. Ever since he was selected as an inner disciple. The characters who have formed a deep friendship are enough to open a research center for abnormal human beings.
No one has arrived at the Great Mercy Temple yet. Shan Juan hurriedly came out to greet him. Saw Wen Leyang and the little monk. He hugged her without saying a word. Not at all as reserved as a Buddhist monk. It is full of the spirit of the demon clan that does not hide their nature and emotions.
As soon as the seven fat men saw Shan Jue, they immediately surrounded him, with strange looks on their faces, and asked together: "Are you a monster... from a rabbit?"
Wen Leyang quickly stood between the two groups of people and explained to the fat men: "There used to be two monsters who pretended to be monks, and then they died. .shudao.net"
The seven fat men looked at Wen Leyang together, with doubts on their faces. After a while, a fat man came over and patted Wen Leyang on the shoulder, saying with great regret: "If the monster is your friend, we will not fight."
The other six fat men also came over and patted Wen Leyang on the shoulder with infinite regret. Shame on him for telling lies.
Wen Leyang's lies were exposed by seven fat and semi-stupid men.
The fat people don't seem to be planning to go back to their valleys. Following the monk into the Great Mercy Temple, he walked around laughing and joking, pointing at the golden bodies of the Buddha, Bodhisattvas, and Vajra Arhats and marveling at them. Wen Leyang was afraid that they would be disrespectful to the Buddha, so he quickly walked over and whispered: "If the Buddha is pointed at, the Buddha wants to If you blame me, you won’t be able to bend your fingers.”
The Rainbow brothers shook their heads again, sighed with regret, and gathered around to pat Wen Leyang on the shoulder.
Wen Leyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly followed Shan Juan into the abbot's meditation room.
Old monk Bu Le's bald head was shining, and he laughed excitedly. He surrounded Wen Leyang and kept asking questions. Wen Leyang ignored him and called home anxiously.
As soon as the uncle on the other side of the phone heard Wen Leyang's voice, he burst into heartfelt joy and laughed heartily, which made Wen Leyang's eardrums tremble. He was about to come to Mount Emei to pick him up. Wen Leyang hurriedly stopped him. He couldn't wait for his family to pick him up, and After Bu Le and Shan Juan finished talking about the matter, they immediately set off back to Jiuding Mountain.
After making the phone call, Wen Leyang told the two monster monks exactly what he had been through in the heart of the mountain. Shanjuan was shocked when he heard that there was an Uncle Tiansuan who claimed to be able to calculate all the world's emotions and was wandering around the world. Such a person is considered a monster, if not a scourge, to the world.
Unhappy but very relaxed, he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. From what you said, his uncle may not be able to count him. There are no living gods in this world. He can only be regarded as a clay Bodhisattva! No matter what The way of heaven or the situation of the world. As long as it is about the future, it is considered a secret. Even if the master of the Tianshu sect is really so powerful and can calculate the future, he will not tell it out of mouth, otherwise God will be ruthless." Even so, but Still instructing Shan Jue: "Pay more attention to Yizigong. They must be looking for this mysterious person to settle something. Hey, if they find him, nothing good will happen."
Wen Leyang continued to talk, and when he said that he used the wrong fist to hollow out the mountain, it took him almost ten months to punch through the mountain. The two rabbit demons had grown bigger, and they looked at Wen Leyang from the beginning. The kindness of the elders turned into the astonishment of the monster.
Wen Leyang gave an overview of what happened. Finally, he handed the knife in his pocket to the old monk. Bu Le looked much more cautious this time and took the jade knife and looked at it for a long time. Then he pondered and said: "This kind of red jade is used by senior Taoist masters to nourish their spirits. Good psychic jade absorbs the sun and moon and refines the essence of heaven and earth. If Taoist masters carry it with them, it can help them build their souls." "
Wen Leyang repeated what Wei Mo said, and finally asked Bu Le: "Can the power contained in this red jade sword really open the belly of a mountain?"
The old monk nodded unhappily: "It should be about the same. The person who wore this jade sword must have been a god-like figure. The jade sword followed him for many years and absorbed a lot of power. For some reason, it was shot into the belly of the mountain. , As time goes by, the true energy in the jade knife comes out, opening up a small world for himself, which is not surprising, but..." He said. He weighed the jade sword: "You broke the light barrier with the wrong fist, and the true energy contained in this treasure was also consumed by you. Now it is just a piece of unexcavated spiritual jade."
After the old monk finished speaking, he tore off a string of Buddhist beads, passed the silk rope holding the beads through the fine hole at the end of the red jade knife, and hung it around Wen Leyang's neck with his own hands: "There will always be some benefits if you carry it with you, at least it can Promote blood circulation."
Shan Duan waited for Wen Leyang to finish, then smiled and told him about his situation. After they returned to the temple that night. The Great Mercy Temple moved up and down to reinforce Wen Leyang, but in the end it was too late. The mountain ridge collapsed, and Wen Leyang, Xi Sheng and others had disappeared.
A monk found the body of Wei Laosan. He was in an ugly state of death. The body was completely destroyed by the huge force and could not be cleaned up at all. It only turned into a red mark of time on the mountain. .shudao.net
The method used by the old man with the dysentery head in green robe was the most powerful blood sect supernatural power on the evil path more than a thousand years ago. I don’t know how many monks on the right path died in their hands. In the end, Zhengtian Dao Qing, the leader of the right path at that time, He tried his best and fought with the Blood Sect to the death, and it was only after that that the Five Fortunes were able to rise. Although more than a thousand years have passed since the incident, the evil reputation left by the Blood Sect still frightens the righteous monks.
So as soon as Wei Laosan saw the blood lotus, he immediately put all his life's cultivation into it, and ended up getting himself involved.
As Shan Duan spoke, he shook his head with lingering fear: "If our master and disciple fall into their hands, I wouldn't have thought that there would still be remnants of the Blood Sect..."
Wen Leyang was already very familiar with them, and he didn't have to worry too much when he spoke. He added with a smile: "How can there be so many unimaginable things? You who are righteous will never think of an evil person coming out. He has been hiding in the world for thousands of years. If he really Move up, hey hey..."
Bu Le, the old demon monk, still had an indifferent expression on his face, but there was a hint of excitement in his expression. He laughed along with Wen Leyang: "Move it, move it, haha, it's a big event again!"
Changli has not come back since she left last time. However, she is a great demon, and she is the only one who bullies others. The monks are not worried at all. A few months after returning to the temple, the injuries of the two rabbit demons He was completely healed. However, three masters of Yizigong died, and things were in chaos. The remaining two masters personally led a large number of disciples into the world to hunt down the remnants of Shizong, which caused a lot of bloodshed, but there was still no outstanding person in Shizong. The masters showed up, and those who died were all little characters similar to the Jingbo Demon Girl.
Firstly, Wen Leyang's whereabouts are unknown, and secondly, Yizigong is busy seeking revenge, and no one has mentioned the marriage now.
The five blessings are all in the same spirit. The other three Taoist sects and the Great Compassion Temple also sent disciples down the mountain to express their stance and support the Yizigong. There is a little confusion on the path of cultivation now, but Sejong's resistance seems to be very weak, and it does not set off a great storm. The earth is stormy.
Jifei and Shui Jing had left Mount Emei a long time ago, and I wonder if they have returned to Wenjia Village.
After both parties finished talking about the matter, Wen Leyang suddenly remembered something and said to the two rabbit demons with some hesitation: "Those seven fat guys are all pure-hearted..."
He hasn't finished yet. Shan Juan interrupted with a smile: "Haha, people don't catch monsters because of your reputation. Of course, we also have to see that you don't catch fat people because of your reputation."
Finally, the story was summarized. All the clues about who was secretly dealing with the Demon Sect were lost. The only option was to find the descendants of the Blood Sect first, or wait until Changli captured the big pangolin. Wen Leyang said goodbye to the two demon monks. He hugged Xiao Zhuba tightly again and said, this kind of friendship of sharing life and death and sharing adversity is always deeper than other feelings!
When the Rainbow Seven brothers saw Wen Leyang coming out, they all looked happy to be reunited after a long absence, and they huffed and surrounded them:
"Where have you been?"
"Let us brothers wait!"
"You won't have the face to see us after you lie?"
"No, if everyone was as thin-skinned as you, our brothers would have broken up long ago!"
"When it comes to lying and cheating, we are the same people as scolding. We brothers are tied for first in the world."
"You can only go to second place."
"Confused. It's not the second, but the first to go and pick up Wei Mo. He asked seven of his brothers: "Aren't you going back? "
The seven fat men asked him with strange faces: "Where are you going back?"
After he finished speaking, without waiting for his answer, a fat man jumped out of the crowd and put his big face in front of Wen Leyang: "Do you take care of the food in your family?"
Ever since Wen Leyang told Wei Mo that he would take him home, the seven brothers had made up their minds. Wen Leyang didn't care. Jiuding Mountain was full of eggs and mutton, and all the fat people in Sichuan were not afraid of it.
Wei Mo was carrying a small bundle and had been waiting for them at the entrance of the cave. Wen Leyang was homesick and went straight down the mountain without stopping. The Great Mercy Temple had already prepared a car and was waiting at the foot of the mountain. The driver was quite talkative. Along the way, he kept lamenting how well treated monks are now!
A day and a half later, Wen Leyang stood at the foot of Jiuding Mountain, took a deep breath, and then frowned.
Wei Mo whispered beside him: "Isn't there anyone to pick you up? Do you not welcome me?" He was quite serious.
Wen Leyang shook his head and motioned for everyone to stay where they were. He hurried up a few steps, then jumped back with a tigerish face, waving to the people accompanying him: "Something happened up there!" He pulled up the tail end and rushed towards Wenjia Village on the mountainside like lightning. go.
As soon as the seven fat men heard the word "something happened", they immediately became excited and took big steps to follow Wen Leyang closely.
As Wen Leyang hurriedly ran, he explained to the others: "The family has imposed a ban on the mountain closure! But it has been broken now!" As he spoke, he pointed to the earth and rocks on the side of the mountain. The originally green rocks were under the sunlight. A faint blush slowly emerged. Outsiders don't understand what's going on. Of course Wen Leyang, a disciple of the inner chamber, could recognize that this was the scene after the soil poison azalea was broken.
Although Wen Bucao is not from the Xiutiandi family. However, the restrictions in the mountains are also extremely poisonous. Ordinary small cultivation sects, such as Dingyang Palace, which once came to take revenge, have no ability to attack it.
There were signs of being poisoned everywhere along the way, and Wen Leyang's face became more and more ugly. In the end, he simply put down his tail and shook the fat man away, and rushed up the mountainside. All his pores quickly opened and closed, and shrank. His spiritual consciousness quickly spread around, and suddenly two figures in red robes who were hiding behind the boulder at the entrance of the village clearly appeared in his spiritual consciousness.
Wen Leyang's spiritual awareness was not very wide, far inferior to his eyesight, but it scanned all directions without blind spots. Just when he spotted the enemy, the enemy spotted him, and the two of them shouted at the same time: "Who are you, get back!" "Immediately, seven or eight rays of hardened sword light rose into the sky, carrying Qingyue's Weng Ming and shooting towards Wen Leyang like lightning.
Two young Taoist priests were ordered to guard the entrance of the village. The order given by the master was: "If anyone attacks, kill them without mercy!" As soon as Wen Leyang showed his figure, the two young Taoist priests immediately picked up the sword skills, each commanding three or four handles. The flying sword jumped up with a sudden tremor, and just when the flying sword was about to penetrate the enemy, the country boy who seemed unable to use his strength or dodge in mid-air suddenly disappeared!
The eyes of the two Taoist priests went dark at the same time. Wen Leyang had appeared in front of them, and then they felt a sharp pain in the fingers of both hands!
The poisonous power of life and death surged like a torrent in his body. Wen Leyang's current movement skills no longer had the strong and mighty momentum of the past, but his speed and flexibility could make Yanzi cry. He didn't shoot down the flying sword at all, but instead focused on his waist and abdomen. Using force, he used the wrong punch and suddenly changed direction in mid-air. He flashed in front of the two Taoist priests, stretched out his hand like lightning, grabbed the hands of the two Taoist priests and shook them gently, saying: "It's not even close!" The people had already rushed into the village.
The fingers of the two young Taoist priests were curled up strangely like chicken claws, and they were wrapping their hands in their arms in pain. The flying sword in mid-air lost the guidance of its master and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Wen Leyang's spiritual consciousness was triggered by intuition, and he saw all the situations clearly the moment he entered the village. It was actually the same as when he had just finished practicing the skills left by Wen Lazi and returned to Jiuding. In the open space in front of the village, on one side were The Wen family, young and old, and on the other side were a group of Taoist priests.
Third Grandpa was fighting with an old Taoist wearing a big red robe in the middle of the open space.
Uncle Wen Tunhai's shoulder was bruised with blood and flesh, and several Wen family disciples were busy bandaging his wounds. None of the dead people were anywhere to be seen. Only Wen Buzuo was following the fourth master, whispering something.
However, what reassured Wen Leyang was that only the uncle was injured on the Wen family side, not the Taoist priest. There were many people lying on the ground in various directions, their faces were gray, and they looked like they had been poisoned and there was no way to save them.
The robes of the Taoist priests are also different. One of them is wearing a navy blue robe. The leader is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a burly figure and an upright face. He is holding a giant sword larger than a cello in his arms and is half-squinting his eyes. , looking towards Wen Leyang. Another group of Taoist priests looked much messier and more tacky than the green robes. They all wore red robes rolled with gold threads. The few old Taoists who were already dead on the ground were all in red robes.
The red-robed Taoist priests who were fighting in the field were old. They used sword skills to command the long red sword in mid-air with great skill. When the long sword moved, it would faintly explode into flames, which looked extraordinary.
Third Grandpa spread out his body, advancing and retreating suddenly like a ghost. Whenever flying swords in mid-air came like lightning, he always staggered his body at the moment when he was about to be hit, but he tried to get close to the old man several times. They were all blocked by flying swords.
This was the first time that Wen Leyang actually saw the zombie-like Third Grandpa attack, and he sincerely admired him in his heart. The uncle and the Great Grandpa used majestic and sharp punches, but the Third Grandpa became vicious and cunning. Erratic, the old man was like a dead leaf, always drifting out of the way with the fierce momentum of the flying sword, letting the flying sword fly like lightning and thunder. It can't hurt him.
The old man in red robe has been fighting with Mr. Wen San for some time. The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. He was more or less a respectable figure in the path of cultivation. Unexpectedly, after revealing the magic weapon, he was unable to do anything to an old man from the Fan family in front of him. Just when he was about to activate the flying sword, his spiritual consciousness suddenly shook, and a figure rushed towards him from the entrance of the village.
The red robe was startled. He didn't care about shouting a foul. He turned the sword technique in his hand, and the flaming sword immediately returned to the body with a series of flames!
Wen Leyang's spiritual sense instantly brought back the surrounding situation to his mind. Without pausing at all, he rushed directly into the battle group in the open space. He bared his teeth and claws and smashed at the red robe. Suddenly, he felt hot in front of him, and he was wrapped in a wave of heat. The long sword appeared in front of the opponent. Wen Leyang's five fingers entered the wheel, and he knocked on the sword with strange trembling!
The long sword was flying like lightning, but it was knocked violently by Wen Leyang's wrong fist. The old man in red robe was shocked and turned pale. The ray of soul attached to the flying sword followed the opponent's rhythm, and it was painful. The ground trembled, and he hurriedly shouted loudly to calm down, turning the sword technique in his hand to withdraw the flying sword.
Wen Leyang had already taken advantage of Feijian's slight pause to come around and kicked Lao Dao in the stomach.
Wen Leyang has repeatedly faced off against monks, and he has long understood that what he wants to fight is people, not magic weapons.
The old man in red robe snorted coldly, made fists with both hands, and struck hard at Wen Leyang's feet. The opponent's weird finger power could break the spell, and his body was surprisingly flexible, but the old man was still confident, and the boy who jumped at him was a mortal after all. The true energy that he had gathered for nearly a hundred years could be beaten into sand even if it was a lump of steel and concrete. He seemed to have seen the tragic scene of the opponent's leg being broken into three parts from the ankle, knee and hip bone.
The sneer hanging on the corner of the old Taoist's mouth failed to bloom, but his pupils actually bloomed.
A force that was so violent that he could not even imagine it, like a turbulent wave bursting from the embankment, came from the opponent's feet in a domineering manner, roaring and running straight from his fist into his body!
He could even hear a snapping sound like exploding beans in his body. Starting from his fist, the finger bones smashed into the metacarpal bones, the metacarpal bones smashed into the wrist bones, and the wrist bones smashed into the arm bones, elbow bones, and thigh bones. The arms reached to the shoulder blades and even the clavicle, and the violent force was quickly restrained by the other party. The veteran screamed and fell heavily backward!
Wen Leyang was also shocked. The power of the concentrated life and death poison in his body was so overbearing!
The young and old of the Wen family behind him felt their eyes blurred when Wen Leyang dropped from the sky with a kick and kicked away the arrogant red-robed old man. After a moment of silence, he suddenly burst out into loud cheers, among which Wen Buzuo roared the loudest.
Wen Leyang quickly turned around and bowed to his relatives with smiles on their faces.
Another Taoist priest in red robes yelled angrily: "Wen Bucao is worse than an animal. Fighting alone after following good rules..."
Wen Leyang looked at his third grandfather who was closest to him in astonishment.
The third grandfather ignored him and walked back to his old brother with small steps.
Wen Leyang chuckled and turned to look at the red-robed Taoist priest who was scolding him: "You beat my grandfather, and I still tell you the rules?"
Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently, and seven fat men holding bright classical giant blades fell from the sky. One of them was also carrying a thin man.
The fat man shook his big head and asked Wen Leyang with great momentum: "Who hit your grandfather?" (Quanben Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)