Chapter 50 Old Monk

Before Wuye could answer this, Yemole stepped out first, holding his hands together, like holding an invisible knife, shining brightly all over his body, bringing up violent stormy waves, and cutting down at Wuye's head.

This is also a magic island stunt, taken from the heroic state of the ancient god of war, intending to split all the hardships and obstacles ahead, kill demons and eliminate demons, and return with a knife. It is called - Jialan Shi'er! As soon as this move came out, there was a sound of exclamation in the crowd, and the girl from Huanzhen Island became more difficult to look.

However, Wu Ye smiled slightly and pinched a mysterious seal in his palms. Suddenly, twelve golden lights shot out from behind his head and met the invisible knife split by Yemole. I saw the light passing by, like the world washed by the snow, and the murderous spirit was completely eliminated, and there was no longer any power.

Halfway through this knife, Yemole found that he had no power to split down, so he had no choice but to accept it and retreat. Looking up, he saw that the old monk opposite was peaceful and comfortable. If the Buddha picked flowers, this scene was reflected in his heart, which shocked him both physically and mentally. He hurriedly took two steps back and then recovered.

"Old monk, didn't you say that magic power is just a Buddhist and Taoist obstacle? Why do you have to rely on magic power to save lives at this time? It's ridiculous to have different words and deeds!"

"Amitabha! This move just now is just to eliminate the killing in the hearts of Taoist friends. Unfortunately, Taoist friends are so obsessed that they still don't believe what the old man said. Then, it's okay for Lao Tu to taste the means of Taoist friends with this skin bag.

Yamole said coldly, and the cold color between his eyebrows became thicker and thicker. He stared deeply at the old monk less than five meters in front of him, pinched the seal in his hand, and countless Taoist Buddha lights spread out and condensed into a scene like the bliss of the western sky.

"Since you old monk is so pious, the poor monk will make a merit and cross you west!"

In a moment, the Buddha's light shone on the earth, countless treasure wheels flew in the sky, and the white lotus flowers bloomed on all sides. The fairy sound was faint, and the countless figures of Luohan Bodhisattva appeared from the void. They sang in unison, using extremely ancient spells, and the ethereal tone spread like smoke, as if they were in a human beings. They sang in their ears. The Buddha wheel reflected the sky into gold, and the white lotus petals scattered.

"Illusion..." The girl from Huanzhen Island had a sound of almost moaning and pain, and she couldn't help pulling away the crowd and walking out.

In this intoxicating fairyland-like scene, the old monk Wuye sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and suddenly seemed to have entered another world. In his mind, Xianyin, Jinlun, Luohan and Bailian were far away from him and gradually moved away. Yemole saw that the momentum was not right, pinched the Buddha seal with his hands again, forcibly controlled the disillusioned world and hit the old monk, and shouted loudly, "Become a Buddha!"

In that short breath, the whole world seemed to be overturned, and the illusions of the golden body, lotus and fairy clouds overlapped and intertwined, and finally converged at one point, which was the heart of the old monk Wuye. Silently, the power of disillusioning the world has been exerted on his old body, and no one doubts that he will disappear in the next moment.

However, when the fieral golden light and dense smoke and clouds dispersed, the figure of the old monk slowly appeared, but he looked unharmed. He looked at Yemole in front of him, his face was full of compassion, and his eyes were calm and calm: "Taoist friend, turn back to the shore!"

Yamore retreated with a frightened face and muttered, "It's impossible. You're cheating. You must be cheating!" His hand glowed golden again and condensed into a huge palm, and he wanted to pat the old monk.

At this time, I saw a man flying down the steps, instantly passed in front of the old monk, and shouted, "Yamole, how did you secretly learn the magic island stunt? Why don't you learn from the truth!"

"Hahahaha!" Yemole laughed wildly, and the giant palm condensed by Buddha's light slapped the girl's head fiercely. The girl raised her right wrist unhurriedly, pinched a spell with her five fingers, and suddenly a circle of golden wheels emerged from the void, blocking in front of the giant palm.

I only heard a "bang" sound, and the huge palm slapped on the golden wheel and was immediately shattered. However, Yemole took this opportunity to return and rushed out and ran hundreds of meters in a blink of an eye. He was so fierce that no one dared to fight. When the huge palm he sent was completely shattered by the golden wheel and the fantasy island woman raised her eyes, she could only see a little golden aftershadow in the sky.

She couldn't catch up with it and sighed, "Although this man practiced Buddhism, he is a barbaric and uncultivated. I let him go today, and I don't know how many disasters he will cause!"

Old monk Wuye smiled kindly: "There is no need to worry about Taoist friends. Everything has its own destiny."

After the trouble-stigers left, the banquet continued. Due to the protection of the heroes, the main hall did not really collapse. The servants of the Lin family cleaned up the scene and set up a banquet again. So everyone tacitly forgot what had happened, drank and ate vegetables as usual, celebrated Lin Ge's birthday, and sang his merits. As for the unlucky ghosts who died in vain, there will naturally be rich compensation to make their teachers and family shut up.

After such an experience, the atmosphere is still lively, but the mood of everyone here has been very different.

This fighting method made Qin Yan see the power of the real top master, which brought far more impact on his heart than at any time in the past. Whether it is magic or martial arts, he asks himself how much he is not inferior to Hao Chen, but he is far from reaching the heroic and calmness of the other party! In contrast, he felt that the virtual snake in the past two days had polished himself into a rat in the gutter, betrayed himself for the so-called little skill, and did all the obscene and despicable things, which was really ridiculous!

The so-called moral method has its own destiny, and it is appropriate for the predestined person. When Yamole came to ask for scriptures, he killed the generals and took them directly. This is the master's temperament. But I want to give a little charity from others and follow other people's arrangements to deceive the feelings of an innocent woman. What is this? Even if you steal and rob, it will be much more painful than this!

It seems that I still have a long way to go from the realm of the real master!

Qin Yan thought so and secretly made up his mind. After this drama, stop the absurd play and leave while you are not deep. As for the library of the Lin family, I will walk in openly one day...

"What are you thinking, Mr. Qin?" A gentle voice came to my ears. Qin Yan came to his senses and caught a glimpse of Mucheng's beautiful face. His shame was a little stronger. He thought about it and said, "I just witnessed Mr. Hao's heroic posture. It's really outstanding and makes people ashamed. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him all my life!" Let this relationship end as soon as possible, just like the jade cold smoke that day...

Mu Chengxue smiled gently and said, "Mr. Qin doesn't need to be modest. Hao Chen is certainly heroic, and Mr. Qin is also gentle and elegant, with his own charm, and there is no difference between high and bottom."

Miss Mu, you are so kind and cute! The more I know you, the less I can bear to deceive you. Alas, who called me to be so soft-hearted!

Qin Yan avoided Mu Chengxue's eyes and said, "I thought so before I saw Hao Chenang. But since I met him in person, I have deeply realized my humbleness. Hey, since God gave birth to me Qin Yan, why did he get a Hao Chen-gang? I really hope that one day a stone will suddenly fall from the roof to kill him..."

"What a shame! Why don't you shut up!" Lin Muyao glanced over coldly and said, "You might as well pray that the wild monk named Yemole would beat him to death!"

"Yes, I've been thinking so just now, but why is the wild monk so disappointing..."

Qin Yan, who said this, felt that his ears were hot and he didn't dare to look at Mu Chengxue's face again.