Chapter 20 The Wind of the Lake

The clear moon is shining, and the Yanshu Temple lies quietly in the night. In the daytime, the drums and morning bells, the sound of chanting can no longer be heard, and the lights in the rooms around are out, and there is a quiet atmosphere.

In such a lonely night, only the monk Baoxiang held his arm and leaned alone on the red pillar behind him. He looked up at the moon tonight and saw that the moon was hazy and scattered. The full moon seemed to have a magic power, which could illuminate the loneliness in people's hearts.

This Baoxiang did not laugh like in the day, but lowered his head and sighed, thinking, "The master should be using the spell of the King Kong Chamu wheel in the back mountain, but he asked to accompany him by name, but he was a stupid brother, not himself as a great disciple..."

Thinking like this, suddenly a gust of wind blew over. On the ground swept by the small sand during the day, there were countless dead branches and fallen leaves for a while. Baoxiang was shocked. When he turned back, there was a gloomy and miserable face facing him.

"Ah!" Baoxiang called out in shock. It turned out that the man came to his opposite side silently at some point. A face only kept a few minutes away from him. His face was gray and he was not angry at all. The pair of eyes were straight and were staring at him deeply. Baoxiang was shocked. When he hit his eyes, he suddenly remembered: "Aren't you the round master!"

He was about to speak when he suddenly pinched Baoxiang's neck one by one. Baoxiang was shocked. When he hurriedly reached out to break his wrist, he found that this man was so powerful that he could not break free anyway.

Under great terrification, Baoxiang was about to ask for help, and for a moment, he actually pinched his neck and lifted the monk Baoxiang up in the air. At this time, Baoxiang couldn't breathe and couldn't open his throat to speak, so he had to kick around with his two feet and struggle helplessly...

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On the back mountain, Zen Master Jue Ren alone crossed his knees on a big stone in a lake and read the spell. If someone who understands Buddhism can hear it, he may wonder how the monk of the Central Plains can recite the tantra spell.

Ling Shuiyue took off her shoes, gently picked up her trousers, skirt and feet, and touched some clear water in the lake with bare feet. After a little adaptation, she carefully flowed into the lake and came to the full moon projection in the middle of the lake. At this time, the silver light of the full moon reflected on the delicate woman's body, as if covered with a milky white color. Zen master Jue Ren sang the Dharma The voice gradually became louder, and a golden light lit up, and it also shone on Ling Shuiyue from where he was.

The light on Lingshuiyue's body is intertwined and brighter, gradually covering the brilliance of the full moon in the sky. There is huge heat scattered outside this mass of light, and the lake near it is actually steamed by heat, emitting a trace of hot air.

The seven wonders in the distance were watching on the shore. What he saw was reflected in his eyes was the power of the reincarnation of this diamond. He said that this technique could not only perceive the past and the future, the fate of the world, but also draw silk and peel cocoon from the body of Ling Shuiyue, showing the yin and yang disorders that had plagued her for more than ten years in this way. You know, this The woman's stubborn illness allowed the three brothers to have the ability of heaven, and there was no way to do it.

At this time, Jue Ren's eyes signaled, and Qi Miao immediately realized that when he waved his hand, the boundless cold water and true air dispersed to the middle of the lake.

It's like a wave setting off the boat fire. When the cold and true air of Qi Miao was sent out, the steaming hot air on the lake immediately dissipated. When the water-blue true air shot into the light around Ling Shuiyue, it also dimmed the light, and the originally hot energy also followed It weakens.

Seeing that this was effective, Qi Miao was happy in her heart. With one arm and finger, she dispersed the endless cold water and true qi. As soon as she rushed in, the moon surged up like a wave of water and suddenly jumped. However, Qi Miao constantly sent the cold water and gradually wrapped the bright light that wanted to run up and down.

Under the wrapped water-blue light, the heat raging in the light mass was neutralified by the long water vapor, and the originally bright light mass also became soft and warm. Monk Jue Ren nodded, thinking that the young man on the other side had such a vigorous cold and true spirit. His internal strength was rare in real time. This Ling Shuiyue got his appearance. Help, make up for the weakness, and this old disease will be cured.

At this time, with a splash, something suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the lake. The stupid monk was standing around the shore. He was immediately surprised. When he looked down at the water, he shouted in surprise, "Brother Baoxiang!"

Jue Ren and Qi Miao looked at each other and were shocked. The monk Baoxiang's face was pale, as if he had been thrown into the lake, but he had already died.

"Don't interrupt the chill!" Jue Ren suppressed the grief in his heart and called the seven wonderful ways.

"Hm..." Qi Miao hesitated a little, and nodded and urged Zhenyuan urgently. The coldness in her hands did not decrease but increased, and she sent it to Ling Shuiyue.

"Jie Ren is an old bald donkey. If you don't want to teach me the art of inspecting the wooden wheel, then die!" A strange cry suddenly sounded, and the last forest was suddenly lifted by a huge force. First, the two small trees roared and fell left and right respectively. There was a strange monk who opened his teeth and claws and rushed out of the woods with a big knife in his hand.

"Master round by round, what are you going to do?" The fool was shocked and recognized that this was the monk who came to visit during the day.

"He is dead..." Qi Miao was shocked when she saw the first glance of the wheel. She saw that the man's organs collapsed, his whole body was covered in blood, and his face was also ulcerated. This appearance reminded him of something...

"That day, I met with the previous demon master Li Xiu and Guizhong, and I met a few living corpses that hurt people..." Qi Miaoxin turned around and thought that the person who came should be the demon star Jiansha.

"Fool!" Qi Miao called out, "This wheel has been dead for a long time. Now he is just a body used by a villain. Please protect me with the body of the forged King Kong."

He called out to be stupid. The latter was stunned. First, he thought about how this man was so familiar with himself, and then he thought of Ling Shuiyue's treatment. Don't fail. Then he didn't know who the master was killed by. He also knew that the matter was urgent. He couldn't say more. At this moment, he was sad and angry, roared in his mouth, held his fist, and blocked it. In front of Qi Miao, he rushed to the wheel.

He is a Buddhist body King Kong. According to popular understanding, his body is invulnerable to knives and guns, and he is invulnerable to poison. He only saw two heavy punches on the body of the wheel-by-wheeled body and immediately smashed two big openings. However, after this blow, the fool was stunned. It turned out that although he was seriously damaged by one wheel, he still looked like a general. He stepped over, holding a huge force in his hands, lifted his stupid tall and strong body and threw it to the ground.

Then a few big steps came towards Qi Miao.

"Do not disturb my teacher's practice..." The fool who fell to the ground shouted angrily, suddenly stretched out his hands and suddenly hugged his two calves. He was also a man of brute force. At this time, he used his dead force. When he heard a click, his legs were immediately pinched by him.

However, the body fell down with a bang and hit the ground heavily. However, he did not drink it without shouting, as if he had turned over some kind of obsession, and still struggled to crawl forward with his hands and feet.

"Fool, hit him on the head!" Qi Miaoji reminded that the cold air in his hand still shot at the bright light emitted by Ling Shuiyue's body.

"This..." The fool looked at the back of the monk and didn't dare to do it for a moment.

"Master, this physical karma is a kind of obstruction to your merits in this life. Stupid, help the master free quickly." Zen Master Jue Ren suddenly preached.

"Good....... All right..." The stupid monk listened to what the master said and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he took a step forward to catch up with a step or two, shouting that the master was sorry. Then he angrily slapped and hit the head of the wheel.

This palm smashed, and he didn't say a word. He just twitched for a while and never moved again. The fool raised his hand, and his palm trembled. His face was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't tell whether he was serious or scared or stupid.

After all, fools would rather sacrifice themselves than hurt even a small tree. This slap was originally against his will. It is said that it is strong, but in fact, he also kept his hand. However, it has been a corpse one by one, and his whole body has been soft, and the fool is already strong, so he can't stand such a blow.

When he was thinking about it, suddenly a silver light swept over. It turned out to be a fool. It had been swept away by a soft sword like a leather whip. The sword responded to the moonlight, and the silver light flowed down, thin and light, like a willow leaf. The stupid body was hard to be injured, but it was rolled upside down by this willow leaf-like thin sword and suffered for a moment. Control it to people.

Qimiao looked back and saw an exotic costume with long hands and feet wrapped in a scarf and jumped up early. He suddenly thought that this person was the demon star sword in the twelve-star sword of the Military League.

This Shamai was cunning and cruel. He appeared several times and was finally escaped by him. At this time, he appeared to death. He smiled and shouted in a semi-absorbed official language: "Forging King Kong, others have nothing to do with you, but I have my own way."

I saw him use a broken sword in one hand, dragging the fool's body, and holding a pipe the size of a piccolo in the other hand. With a bang, I don't know what to blow out, like lightning, into the stupid eyes.

"Ouch!" The fool ate pain and quickly reached out his hand to rub his eyes. However, when he rubbed it, he only felt that his eyes were swollen and painful, but there was no foreign body. You know, the stupid eyes were also difficult to hurt. However, what Shamai blew out was not a hidden weapon, but a potion that was soluble in water. The medicine flowed into his body early along the stupid eyes. For a moment, the fool suddenly felt that he was paralyzed, and there was no strength.

"This is not poison, but the water of the three saints of the Western Regions. Monk, do you still use it?" Shamai couldn't help but be a little sinister in his laughter. His stupid eyes were blurred, and he only felt dizzy and heavy, so he wanted to go to sleep.