high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 137 Shura Eyes

The black and thin monk's tongue was full of lotus flowers, and the surrounding audience were dumbfounded and speechless.

The corner of Bai Shu's mouth twitched violently, and the expression on his face twisted.

"We bald donkeys."

The black and thin monk waved his hands again and again, sighing incessantly:

"No, no, we can only knock the wooden fish, fool a few fools, and cheat some money to use it. If we want to say it's really powerful..."

He gave a thumbs up with a frank and proud expression:

"Then you have to go to the Taoist door next door to have a look, good guy, that's the real monk!"

There was booing from the onlookers, a group of people looked at me and I looked at you, staring at each other.

Regarding this scene, some monks Zhang Er were puzzled.

There are also a few sensible people with strange faces and smug smiles at the corners of their mouths.

Obviously, they guessed it from the words of the black and thin monk.

This person who seems to be a monk, in fact, may be an idiot.

"Bullshit!"

Before Bai Shu could speak, an old man of seventy years of age leaned on a dragon-headed crutch and tremblingly stepped forward in the crowd.

"You... You monk is also a monk!"

The old man pointed at him and cursed:

"How dare you slander Shimen's reputation?! How shameless!"

"Amitabha."

The black and thin monk put his palms together and faced each other calmly:

"What the poor monk said comes from the bottom of his heart, so how can it be considered as insulting the reputation of Shimen?"

He sighed faintly, opened his arms towards everyone, and spoke earnestly:

"The poor monk practiced Zen since he was a child, and often accompanied him in front of the ancient Qingdeng Buddha. It was only because he occasionally felt the nobleness of the Taoism that he deliberately uttered the truth and made these true words."

The black and thin monk sighed pretendingly, and nodded slightly:

"Between Taoism and Buddha, the superiority and inferiority are indeed remarkable!"

As soon as this remark came out, the pilgrims who worshiped Buddha in the crowd couldn't bear it any longer, and yelled at the monk.

The black and thin monk looked calm and unhurried.

Facing the accusations in front of him, he remained calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, while exhaling fragrance.

Met like-minded people?

This is definitely a bull nose!

The corners of Bai Shu's eyes twitched, and he quietly took a few steps back, exiting the crowd.

He began to restrain his energy, making himself indistinguishable from ordinary people, and then slowly closed his eyes.

For a long time, traces of bright gold flashed away, leaving only a faint trail of light in the air.

At the corner of the street, the handsome Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown and a feather coat smiled slightly. In his eyes and pupils, wisps of golden brilliance were floating up like rising tides of sea water.

Asura eyes——

This is a supreme supernatural power recorded in the Sutra of Pozhi Asura King Visualization.

Pozhi, the great Asura king, has one face and three eyes, looks like wrath, and has a boundless and huge body.

From his three eyes, they can spray out cosmic light, thunder and lightning, and poisonous mist respectively. The divine power is like hell, and it can even burn the body of heaven and man.

Asura was originally one of the best fighters among the evil gods.

Shura Eyes can not only cast illusions, but also can see through most magic circles and restrictions in the world, and see through their true colors.

Wuhuai has been obsessed with it for a long time because of this great supernatural power in the meditation.

As for the lightning and poisonous mist that can kill the body of heaven and man, Bai Shu has not been able to achieve this in his current state of meditation.

But according to legend, after practicing the Pozhi concept to a high level.

Between the eyebrows, an eye will appear again.

That is the real Shura Eye.

It can see through the trajectory of the opponent's attack and delay the next move from it.

And that real Shura eye is different from the two supernatural powers contained in Bai Shu's pupils today.

It's not lightning or poisonous fog, but Zhou Guang.

Really, Zhou Guang who can manipulate timing.

When that eye is opened, the ever-flowing river will slow down in front of it.

All movements will start to stop, a thought, a moment, a snap of a finger, a moment, a moment... After that eye is opened, they will be infinitely stretched like soft gluten.

But rumors are just rumors after all, and no one has practiced to such a level.

Naturally, no one has ever witnessed it.

Even Xu Yi, who has the highest state of thinking in Pozhi's conception since the present age, is only at the level of entry into Asura.

However, Xu Yi fought all the way and won the championship in the Dragon Palace. I have never heard of him showing such great powers...

Bai Shu didn't know if Xu Yi was hiding his skills, maybe he still had a backhand, but Bai Shu had no way of knowing.

"Pozhi Asura King Visualization Sutra"——

This ancient method left before the Jedi Tiantong, the attribute values ​​​​needed to upgrade are so many that it is terrifying.

Under the balance of the two, Bai Shu still decided to leave the attribute value to Feijian in order to conceal his identity and Feijian was the first.

For the current Bai Shu, with a flying sword in his hand, his combat power will increase exponentially.

The brilliant golden tide finally covered the embankment. At the corner of the street, in the depths of the pupils of the young Taoist priest, there was a boundary that ordinary people could not see.

The coquettish golden light has been flowing in pieces, as if it wants to paint the world with a layer of brilliant gold.

Shura eyes, this kind of acquired pupil technique is very strange.

Bai Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, his pupils were filled with golden light.

Martial arts sky eye, double pupil or sky eye, compared with these, which one is stronger or weaker?

Although it is only a small achievement of Asura, it is enough to just look at some things.

Suddenly, the black and thin monk who was talking out loud against the Confucians felt something in his heart. He looked around, but patted his head in confusion.

And in Baishu's eyes, a fourteen-five-year-old boy in Taoist costume, about the same age as himself, was making the same movements as the black and thin monk.

It really is bull-nosed!

Bai Shu smiled coldly, a circle of golden ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in his pupils.

He turned around happily and walked towards a restaurant not far away, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

But at this moment, among the crowd, the black and thin monk who was triumphant suddenly trembled.

He eagerly stamped it into the sleeve, only to see that the jade pendant had been torn apart at some point.

Then I am now...

Just as he was about to cover his face and walk away, a sharp cry from beside him shocked him.

"Tao, Taoist priest!"

The woman looked like a ghost, and even the vegetable basket in her hand fell to the ground.

"You are a Taoist priest!"

Her voice was high-pitched and thin, like an old hen laying eggs, drawing everyone's attention.

"Taoist, it's a Taoist!"

"Sure enough, it's this group of bull-nosed people. By the way, how many times has this happened?"

"Damn the thief!"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar, and there were waves of noise.

At some point in time, the black and thin monk in front of him turned into a round-faced boy with bulging cheeks dressed as a Taoist.

Amidst the commotion, the round-faced boy became more and more panicked.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the meaningful eyes of that Taoist wearing a lotus crown at the street corner just now.

The round-faced boy gritted his teeth fiercely, twisted his figure, and disappeared into a cloud of dust.

In the same place, the crowd witnessed this and broke out even louder.

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In the elegantly decorated restaurant, the Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown is drinking by himself. In front of him, there is a sumptuous banquet.

Suddenly, Bai Shu raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes moved.

"coming."

He smiled softly, raised his glass and opened his mouth.

Not far away, the figure of a round-faced boy suddenly manifested. He looked at the sumptuous banquet in front of him, and at Bai Shu who was drinking by himself, his eyes were extremely helpless.

"Senior brother, why are you making fun of me?"

He scratched his chin, his face turning bitter.

"I don't know who this senior brother is, but Xiaodao has offended you before?"

"Not urgent."

Bai Shu smiled and handed over the cup.

The round-faced boy hesitated for a moment, and he was not polite, and simply sat down opposite Bai Shu, and drank a toast.

"I don't know the surname of junior brother Gao." Bai Shu continued to drink, with a smile in his eyes, "Where did you practice in Baoshan?"

(End of this chapter)