The Legend of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 178 Risky Struggle

At this moment, the sound of the Buddha in the distance echoed in this vast space, and it sounded like whispering in the ear.

The person who came is not the four holy monks.

Under the spiritual perception, five monks appeared in Ling Feng's mind, gently tapping the roof, jumping easily, and coming quickly.

is led by a tall and handsome monk. He should be the leader of martial arts. There is no doubt that this is the empty master who has rejuvenated because of his penance of meditation. Of course, it is followed by the four guardians of the Jingnian Zen Academy.

The beads in the empty hand turned slightly, and the consciousness of Ling Fengyi here seemed to be electrocuted. He quickly contracted his spiritual power back, held his breath, guarded the spiritual platform, and sweated coldly on his back.

"What a stake!" Ling Feng was slightly moved. He must have noticed that someone was peeping, and then he was slightly punished, which scared him. He was afraid of leaking his whereabouts because of this, but attracted people.

He accurately calculated that according to the physical speed of the five monks, he would never have a chance to enter the house. On the contrary, he would expose the secret of the treasure house.

Now his advantage is that he still has some innate innocence that can be used to hide his whereabouts.

Of course, the function is only there. Usually, the action is not as good as that of an ordinary strong man. It is estimated that there is only a chance of a blow after starting, and it is still a sneak attack in place.

Fortunately, at this time, he still had two masks made by Lu Miaozi in his arms. One was a middle-aged uncle's mask worn by Jiujiang, and the other was taken from Yang Gong's treasure house, which was originally for Yang Su and his son to escape.

He turned into an alley, put on a mask, and carried out the bone reduction method mentioned in the Yijinjing. His bones made a series of crisp explosions all over his body. He was like fried beans. This kind of hard internal power to change the original shape of bones and muscles, and he had to endure infinite pain.

When the skill was at its peak, this natural pediatric department was now covered with sweat, which added pain when it flowed through the wound. He is a foot shorter, with a big belly and a little fat man. This mask was obtained from Yang Gong's treasure house. It was extremely ordinary. In addition, one placed together was given to the disciple Duan Yucheng.

He restrains the essence that can be transported in the acupuncture point, and the three infants and the true qi will be detected. Unless the master personally diagnoses the pulse for him, it will be difficult to find the true qi in his body that is blocked between the meridians and is still restlessly surging. Coupled with the current serious injury, it can be seen as an ordinary person who is not good at martial arts.

Ling Feng patted his belly, walked out of the alley, and shouted "Help".

The most dangerous place is the safest place, and it's best to meet these people face to face. The worst thing is to catch a few people to be a monk in the temple. If it were other people in the demon gate who followed, it would not be possible.

This is another kind of gambling, betting on a few monks who don't know the style of clothes he had worn. They mostly rely on some kind of tracking secret method, such as the breath of the human body. He is easy to change his muscles and bones, and even changes the smell of his life. As well as this exquisite mask, he think that he will no longer see through his identity.

This is also a helpless move. Originally, the most convenient thing was to find a house nearby to hide, but now Li Valve will definitely search for his whereabouts after entering the city. This is not a long-term solution. With the help of the underground forces of Daxing, he can't hide for a long time. Moreover, the long-term true anger in his body can't play a role. How to recover from such a serious injury is also a headache. How can ordinary people save him?

And the people of the Demon Gate are not good at stubble. If there is a "d rather kill wrong than let go", he will lose a lot of money. This possibility is completely possible!

The sound of the Buddha's horn was approaching, and the five monks fell from the roof and saw Ling Feng calling for help.

He tried to hide it from the world. Can he succeed? Although he didn't want to see any problems, he was finally uneasy. Because he has to face the Zen master of the Jingnian Zen Academy.

Now the empty space that is practicing closed-mouthed meditation can definitely be compared with the top existence of the three major masters. In the original work, the force value of his closed-mouthed meditation is still stronger than that of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling before practicing the immortal seal method in the end, which shows the depth of his skills.

"Several masters were plotted and were seriously injured. Several masters are merciful and hope to save their next life. Ling Feng was squatting on the ground, leaning against the edge of the wall, with a happy face and a hoarse voice. It was his true performance. Even if Buddhism had the strange skill of lying detection, he would not notice anything wrong with his words.

He was well prepared to tear off part of the clothes that did not fit after compressing the height, and then because the water that fell to the shore in front of him was dirty and smelly, the original signature green shirt had long been gone, so there will be flaws in this regard.

The beauty of his mask is that it can not only simulate facial expressions, but also have a good ventilation system, sweat, etc. can also ooze out. At the same time, the mask was white. At this time, he was sweating coldly, and the terrible wound on his back made people believe it very much.

At this time, he also saw the empty appearance clearly, and he couldn't help praising him first. This appearance is simply first-class handsome. It's a pity to be a monk.

The empty figure is slender and unrestrained, and the nose is straight, which looks very personal; the curved curve of the upper lip and the slightly upturned lower lip show some unspeakable charm. Embedded in his slender face is not only very beautiful, but also a leisurely look; the lower collar is broad, and the bright face is beyond secular. The divine light is not weak, nor arrogant, but teaches people to see comfortably and naturally.

The most memorable thing at first sight is his deep and unpredictable eyes, which can make anyone not only unpredictable, but also dare not underestimate.

Ling Feng lowered his head and inadvertently avoided his dark and shiny eyes, which were more touching than his daughter's house, like the eyes of two black pearls, as if he was afraid of being seen through by him. However, the next moment, he raised his head and looked at it carefully. This threshold did not dare to make several people suspicious. He was still muttering to himself. I really wanted to know how he was so young and handsome from an elderly monk who could not see more than 20.

Buddhists regard the human body as a stinky skin, and they don't care about these, so ordinary Buddhist masters will not pay attention to maintenance. After returning to his old age, the disciples of Buddhism will not be much envious, and most of them will say that he has abandoned the Dharma because of martial arts. If there is a relic to stay in the world after death, it is a real monk who deserves the respect and admiration of the monks.

And he Ling is a complete layman. How can he see through this? He wants to study it. In the future, if he or any woman accidentally gets old, it is also a good choice to return to youth. This method is comparable to the "Eight Wildernesses and Six Gods" in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

He wore a monk's uniform with a yellow inner robe and a brown coat, holding a rosary in his hand, sensing the surrounding environment, and found that there was only this young man nearby. At this time, he saw Ling Feng looking at himself with burning eyes, full of greedy sparks, and said that he was eager to survive. He sighed inside and motioned for the four King Kongs to help.

A big monk among the four monks approached. He was tall and burly, holding a huge Zen stick, which appeared to be a hard qigong. There was a slight shaking on the ground between his steps, and the blue monk's robe suddenly became windy.

He took out a little golden medicine from his arms and applied it to the wound behind Ling Feng. His movements were delicate and careful, which formed a great contrast with his rough appearance. Because of this, Ling Feng was slightly moved.

While applying the medicine, the big monk asked, "The poor monk is not infatuated. Dare to ask why the benefactor was injured by this arrow?" His voice is strong and strong, and there is no kind of magnetism that makes people feel good.

Suddenly, he frowned unnaturally, and a pair of eyes burst out the breathtaking light, which shocked the wind. The other three monks moved their minds and looked at Ling Feng. Only those who were not crazy were still carefully rubbing the medicine, as if they were not aware of it.

Ling Feng guessed what Kong had found and whether it was related to him. On the one hand, he grinned and did not hide his pain. He smiled bitterly and said, "Ling Feng, a person from Jinzhou, originally came to Daxing to do some business. Who wanted to offend the thief of Jingzhaolian, almost died. That's all, but even the capital has been lost. I'm really ashamed of my ancestors!"

It is purely instinctive for him to use the original name this time, because he once told his concubine that he should not have been so careless, but for another reason, it is less likely to write less on the name, and he will be safer. This choice is not easy to make, and the mind turned to blurt out, but looking at the look of a few monks, he obviously didn't know it.

He has made up his mind to leave quickly after going all the way with these monks. It's bad to meet the master concubine. Although there are many people with the same name and surname in the world, the master concubine is obviously inexplicably kind to him, but now he doesn't dare to believe her. Cihang Jingzhai and these nuns who call themselves as leaders of the world are really hard to predict. In addition, he wondered why the monks stopped tracking. Could it be that they were really sure that they were in this area? How did they chase him?

He frowned and sighed. This man's words were interesting. Listening to what he meant, he actually regarded the yellow and white things more important than his life. However, he is not a psychologist. He just said lightly, "After all, money is just something outside the body. It's better for the donor to be open-open."

"Alas! At this time, Ling has nothing to do, and he is depressed on the street. He is always worried that a thief will kill him. How can he glorify his ancestors? The worst thing is that Ling has more than 20 years old and has not left blood for the Ling family. Ling Feng sighed, with a runny nose and tears. The dirty clothes are even more unbearable. Now it's better than beghuazi.

Although several masters were Taoist monks, they still looked at it and frowned.

One of the four King Kongs was white, and the old monk who was about 60 years old said, "Amitabha, the poor monk is not angry. The donor might as well follow me for a few people, and maybe he can avoid a disaster.

Ling Feng couldn't ask for it. He thanked him, but just sighed just right, as if he was still hurt and lost.

The other two monks are not greedy and fearless. The two took a deep look at Ling Feng, did not say anything, and waited for the meditation master's decree.

After taking the lead, several people walked all the way, but they were not slow, which made Ling Feng completely confused. Are these people traveling?