Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1155
With a sound of "boom", the pope's body exploded suddenly, emitting a puff of white smoke. His body was torn apart in mid-air, and turned into a skeleton in an instant, falling around, and just before his body exploded, a Like a bat, a fist-sized monster flew out of his arms and disappeared into the snow in an instant. The speed of his movement was shocking.

"Brother Fang, you... what you hold in your hand is..." Bai Yiren had already approached Fang Jianming, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped, looking at Fang Jianming's hand with fear on his face.

"Staff, you didn't... oops..." Fang Jianming took a look at the half of the "staff" in his hand, before he finished speaking, he let out a cry of surprise, and quickly threw the thing in his hand far away. He took a few steps back, but his body was already covered in goose bumps.

It turned out that the half of the staff turned into a half bloody worm at some point, and Fang Jianming felt sick when he thought of its appearance.

At this time, Long Biyun had rushed to the place where the Pope's corpse was dismembered. After picking up the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, before she could take a closer look, she saw the other half of a giant worm transformed from a staff. When the water came, she shook her delicate body and swooped back.

Seeing her expression, Long Yue hurried over to pat her on the back and said, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Long Biyun regained her composure, and said: "The Kung Fu taught by Persian is so weird, the magic staff can turn into..." Thinking of the appearance of that big bug, she stopped talking.

Zhang Daqian said: "There are many secret arts in this world, such as poison poisoning, and driving corpses in Xiangxi, etc., all of which belong to a kind of secret arts. The staff turns into a disgusting worm. It must be a secret art of Persia." After a pause, he said with a smile: "Once the Pope dies, the Persian religion will soon disintegrate. Go back to Persia."

Zhou Feng said, "I'm afraid not necessarily."

Zhang Daqian was startled, and said, "Miss Zhou, what do you mean?"

Zhou Fengdao: "I always feel that this incident is a bit weird, it seems that the matter is not as simple as what we see."

Long Biyun said: "I also have this feeling. Did you see just now that when the Pope died, it seemed that a monster flew out of his body and disappeared without a trace in an instant."

After Wu Qingniu heard this, his figure flickered, and he came to the place where the pope was dismembered. He glanced at the field, and immediately returned, saying: "I saw it just now, but I didn't see clearly what kind of monster it was. The inner alchemy also It’s gone, I think it was taken away by a monster. Apart from the Pope, who else is very powerful in the Persian religion?”

Long Biyun said: "There is one called Guangming Shengshi, whose status and martial arts are only comparable to the pope, and another named Bachman, who is the head of the six ambassadors of the Persian religion, and his martial arts are also very good. The inner alchemy If they were really taken away by that monster, it is likely that these two people took it, once they took it, their kung fu will naturally increase, as for how high their kung fu can be, we will only know after fighting them in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Fang Jianming staggering and fell backwards. He hurriedly hugged him and asked with concern: "Fang Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Jianming's eyes were blurred and he was about to fall asleep, but he gritted his teeth and cheered himself up, saying, "Yun'er, I've made a mistake again, this time I may sleep for a while. We have to get to Diancang Mountain as soon as possible, so as not to help The brothers in the middle are worried that I will wake up before the Clan Founding Ceremony. Brother Guan, I wanted to talk to you over wine, but it seems that I have to wait until I wake up." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep .

Seeing him, Zhang Daqian said with a smile: "Miss Long, leave the gang leader to me, and I will take care of him."

Guan Shanyue was surprised: "What's going on?"

Bai Yiyi laughed and said: "This guy always has to sleep after every battle. I heard that he is practicing a magical martial art. Anyway, except him, no one understands."

Guan Shanyue thought for a while and said, "Are you going to touch Cangshan?"

After handing Fang Jianming to Zhang Daqian, Long Biyun said with a smile: "Brother Guan, if you want to go, you might as well come with us."

Guan Shanyue laughed, and said: "That's very good, I'll go with you when I go back to Jinding to tidy up my dilapidated house." Before Long Biyun could speak, her body flickered and she went far away in an instant up.

Zhu Qiyan smiled and said: "This Guan is very anxious, and we didn't say we were going to leave today, so he was very anxious."

Ji Furong looked at the sky, and said: "Let's go back to the Emei School first, it's strange, why is the snow getting bigger and bigger, it's the first time I've seen such a big snow."

Everyone tidied up a bit, performed lightness kung fu, and rushed towards the direction of the Emei Sect.The middle-aged man carrying the piano followed, not knowing what to do.

Faintly, Long Yue's voice came and said: "Sister Ji, hasn't there been such a heavy snowfall on Mount Emei in previous years?"

Ji Furong's voice said: "Yes, for Mount Emei, it's probably rare to see such a heavy snowfall in a hundred years."

"This snow is so weird, I'm afraid that the coming year will be the cruelest year in the history of martial arts." Zhou Feng said this.

After everyone left, after a long while, they suddenly saw dozens of figures rushing towards them from a distance.These people were all covered with veils, looking shameful.

After arriving, everyone except the leader sent out light palms to sweep away the snow on the ground. After a while, the remains of the pope were exposed on the ground.

The four of them dispersed, looking for something around the wreckage.When they saw the half of the tiger, the four of them were shocked, and quickly got together to discuss it, and then walked to the head of the person, and the tallest person said: "Report to the third elder, according to the subordinates and others. According to human analysis, this person is not the Pope."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was shocked, and their eyes were full of surprise.The person at the head seemed to have had this opinion for a long time, he was much calmer than the others, and said indifferently: "Why do you see that?"

The man said: "According to the investigation of my subordinates and others, this person has practiced a Persian magic art called 'Longevity with Things', and the Pope is the highest ruler of Persian religion. The martial arts he practiced belong to the orthodox and absolutely It is impossible to practice such magical skills. In addition, when I was in Persia, I overheard a sentence from an old Dharma King in the teaching. The general meaning of that sentence is: the Pope will never be destroyed, What is destroyed is only the body, and the pope's soul will be transferred to another person, so that this person will inherit the power of the pope and become the new pope."

Just after finishing speaking, a masked man suddenly laughed and said, "I don't believe how such a thing can happen in the world. In my opinion, this man is just a substitute for the Pope."

The leader sneered when he heard this, and said, "That's right, it's a substitute." After a pause, he said, "Did you see where the magic staff went just now?"

Many people shook their heads, all secretly said: "We hid so far away, it's very hard not to be found, how can we see where the magic staff is going?"

Only those four people knew what was going on, but they didn't speak.

The leader smiled and said: "You didn't see it clearly, but I saw it clearly. It was broken by the internal force of Fang Jianming and the fake pope. Hmph, the pope is fake, so the staff is also fake, the real one How can the staff be broken by human power? The real staff is a treasure from the ancient times, and its power is not inferior to the Heavenly Cicada Saber. If you want to get the real staff, you must find the real pope." With a wave of his hand , turned around and flew away.

The others followed behind him with their own thoughts. Although they couldn't understand why he knew so much about the staff, they didn't dare to ask.After a while, the group of people went far away and disappeared in the snow.

(End of this chapter)