I!Wine Sword Immortal, signed in Shushan for 500 years

Chapter 258 Tathagata palm, tearing skin

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in, and rewarding the Daoist "Tathagata Palm"! 】

The crisp voice of the system sounded in Chu Feng's mind.

[Tathagata God's Palm: The top Taoist method of Buddhism, the power of God's palm can defeat natural disasters and earth disasters, subdue demons and eliminate demons! 】

"[Tathagata God's Palm]? It's not bad!"

Chu Feng looked at the introduction of [Tathagata God's Palm], nodded slightly, showing satisfaction.

Soon, he remembered the classic dialogue between the charterer and the charterer in "Kung Fu" filmed by Master Xing.

The renter, "Husband, do you remember that there is a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

Charterer, "It's the [Tathagata Palm] that has been lost!"

As soon as the words fell, Master Xing was full of force, and fell from the sky, with flames rising from his hands, and then he clapped his palms, suppressing the incomparable Huoyun evil god on the ground.

"My [Tathagata Divine Palm] shouldn't have to fall from the sky."

"If this is the case, isn't it going to make me pretend again?!"

Chu Feng shook his head and smiled.

Maybe life likes to tease people, and a low-key person like Chu Feng hates the full-fledged skills and Taoism the most.

But, no way.

Now that [Tathagata Palm] has been sent to the front, it is not suitable for not practicing.

After all, this world is very dangerous. If you have more ways of doing things, you will have more power to protect yourself.

Next, Chu Feng took advantage of the time when the little monk was looking for Wu Ming, and began to practice 【Tathagata Palm】.

He doesn't expect to be able to cultivate to great success immediately, but it should be no problem to use this gap to cultivate this [Tathagata God's Palm] to the entry level.

……

And this time.

The northernmost loft.

"Dong dong dong."

Wu Ming was thinking about where to grab a beautiful woman at night, when there was a knock on the door, there was a sound.

"Come in."

The door opened, and a young monk came in.

"It's so late, what can I do for you?"

Wuming asked.

"Master, there is a guest holding a [Tang Wangling] from Baoxiang Temple, who wants to offer incense." The little monk said.

"what?"

"Guests with [Tang Wang Token]?"

Wu Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of shock on his face.

He knew more or less about the 【Tang Wangling】. Only those who were highly valued by Tang Chen could get the 【Tang Wangling】. Three pieces of [Tang Wangling], which shows the preciousness of [Tang Wangling].

"Since it is a distinguished guest who has the [Tang Wangling] to offer incense, then I must recite the scriptures and recite the Buddha beside me."

Wu Ming stood up, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly.

But in his heart, there was already a conspiracy brewing secretly.

Wu Ming wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, to manipulate the guests who possessed the [Tang Wang Ling] just like controlling Tang Chen.

After all, in his eyes, a person who possesses the [Tang Wang Ling] must be of extraordinary status and hold an important position. If such a person can be controlled, it will be very beneficial to the development of the Demon Cult.

"let's go."

"Yes."

Wuming closed the door, and then went to the palace where Chu Feng was with the young monk.

On the road.

"Do you know the name of this pilgrim holding the [Tang Wang Ling]? What is his identity?"

Wu Ming looked at the little monk and asked curiously.

This was the first time he met a pilgrim holding a [Tang Wangling] since Wuming Li Daitao became stiff, which inevitably made him a little more curious.

"Master, the pilgrim is wearing a huge bamboo hat. The monk only knows that he is a man. As for other information, the monk has inquired about it on the road, but the pilgrim doesn't want to talk, and the monk doesn't want to ask too much, so as not to offend the pilgrim. This will bring trouble to the host and Baoxiang Temple.”

"So, apart from the fact that the pilgrim is a man, the monk doesn't know anything."

At the end, the little monk scratched his head, a little embarrassed, but because he had no hair, he scratched lonely and said in embarrassment.

"Wear a big hat?"

"It seems that this person does not want to reveal his identity."

"In that case, don't go, let me go alone."

Wu Ming became more and more curious about the pilgrim holding the 【Tang Wangling】.

"Yes."

"Master, after the pilgrim has finished making a wish, please inform the little monk, and the little monk will go and clean up."

"no problem."

Next, the little monk bowed to Wuming, and then left to go to other places in Baoxiang Temple.

Not for a while.

Wu Ming came outside the palace where Chu Feng was, looked at his robe, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, Wu Ming pushed the door open and entered.

With a creak, Wu Ming saw a huge Buddha statue, tables and chairs, and a man wearing a bamboo hat.

No need to guess, the man wearing the bamboo hat should be the honored guest holding the 【Tang Wang Ling】.

Although Wu Ming was curious about what the man wearing the bamboo hat looked like, he was not in a hurry.

Waiting will let him light the ecstasy incense, and then I will use [Magic Magic] to make him automatically lift the hat and spit out his identity.

And when Wu Ming observed Chu Feng, Chu Feng also observed Wu Ming through the bamboo hat.

The man in front of him was kind-hearted, with a peaceful face, and those who didn't know his details would really regard him as a Taoist monk.

But Chu Feng had already seen through that the person in front of him was an evil spirit practicing evil skills. As for why he didn't show it, it was entirely because he had taken a elixir that concealed his cultivation, so no one could see his true background.

The strength of this demon is quite good, he has reached the state of transforming gods, judging from his appearance, he should have barely entered the state of transforming gods by taking pills.

Chu Feng had already cultivated a pair of piercing eyes. Although he didn't activate the Supreme Immortal Pupil, he could see Wu Ming very clearly.

"The demon in the early stage of transformation, if you guessed correctly, this demon should have quite a status in the demon world, or in other words, his background is unusual."

Chu Feng guessed.

Thinking of this, Chu Feng thought of the Demon Cult.

I don't know if this demon is from the Demon Cult?
"Good morning, Lord."

And at this moment, Wu Ming quickly walked in front of Chu Feng, clasped his hands together, and showed a kind expression on his face.

"Grandmaster."

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a touch of sarcasm.

But because of the bamboo hat, and because Wu Ming didn't reveal his strength at will to investigate Chu Feng, he didn't know what Chu Feng's expression was at this time.

"Benefactor, this is the fine green incense for making wishes."

"When the benefactor makes a wish, the old monk will chant sutras and Buddhas to the benefactor."

Wu Ming took out the green incense used by Tang Chen last time and handed it to Chu Feng.

Of course, it is more appropriate to call this green fragrance the ecstasy fragrance.

And when Chu Feng saw Qingxiang, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

There is indeed a problem with this green fragrance.

If ordinary monks inhale it, they may have mental problems after a while, and they don't know about it yet.

pity.

This time Wu Ming kicked the iron board, and what he met was a peerless strong man in the mid-stage of fusion.

"Never mind."

"After I finish my wish, I will deal with this demon."

Chu Feng thought to himself.

Next he lit the green incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and began to make a wish.

As for the content of the wish, I don't know. After all, it won't work if the wish is spoken out.

On the other side, after Wu Ming saw Chu Feng lighting the green incense, the corners of Wu Ming's mouth turned up slightly, showing the appearance of a successful plot.

Next, he began to recite Buddhist scriptures, and after a while, he began to perform the [Psychedelic Dafa].

At this moment, Chu Feng raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"This demon first recited Buddhist scriptures, but what he recites now should be the evil skill of controlling the monk's mind."

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After a long while, Wu Ming stopped casting [Psychedelic Dafa], and then slowly came to Chu Feng.

"Take off your bamboo hat, and tell me your name, your identity, and how you obtained this 【Tang Wang Ling】?"

As soon as Wu Ming came up, he asked "death" three times.

Just a pity.

Chu Feng was indifferent.

Seeing this, Wu Ming felt a little surprised.

According to his guess, Mihunxiang combined with his [Psychedelic Dafa] can definitely control the person in front of him.

"Take off your bamboo hat, and tell me your name, identity, and how you obtained [Tang Wang Ling]?"

This time, Wu Ming's tone was somewhat severe.

Unfortunately, Chu Feng was still indifferent.

"Ok?"

"What's the matter?"

"Could it be that he has inhaled too much ecstasy incense, or has become a fool because my [Psychedelic Dafa] is too domineering?"

Seeing that the pilgrim in front of him still did not respond, Wu Ming was a little dazed.

This kind of situation has not happened before. At the beginning of his practice of this [Psychedelic Dafa], because he did not control the intensity well, he often manipulated others into idiots.

However, after many years of tempering, since Wuming had already practiced [Psychedelic Dafa] to the peak, it was impossible for the target to become a fool.

"Take off this man's hat and see what's going on?"

Wu Ming couldn't figure it out for a while, so he reached out and lifted Chu Feng's hat.

But at this moment, Chu Feng suddenly stretched out his right hand to pinch Wu Ming's left arm, and said lightly, "Master, what do you want to do?"

Although the voice was calm, it carried a hint of sarcasm.

"You? Are you okay?"

Wu Ming was taken aback.

"Then what should I do?"

"Also, the master just said that I should take off the bamboo hat and reveal my name and identity. What does that mean?"

"Master, you are not a fake Wuming master, are you?"

At the end, Chu Feng raised his eyelids and looked coldly at Wu Ming in front of him.

"False Master Wuming? How do you know?"

Wu Ming subconsciously blurted out, but soon, he realized something was wrong, unfortunately, it was too late.

Although he didn't know why he was found out by the pilgrim wearing a bamboo hat in front of him, but since he had been found out, he didn't put on a benign expression. Instead, the look in his eyes was also a bit fierce.

"Xiangke, although I don't know how you saw through my identity, your life must stay here."

Wu Ming stomped his feet, and a sinister aura emanated from his body, and then he waved his hand, and arranged a sound-proof formation and a psychedelic formation around the temple. The psychedelic formation is to let those who approach this People in the hall cannot detect abnormalities in the hall, and the sound-proof array is to isolate the sound of fighting and torture.

Wu Ming has not tortured people for a long time, he decided to torture the pilgrim in front of him.
(End of this chapter)