martial arts mythology system

Chapter 392 Fighting with Immortals
In front of the compassion Zen forest.

The standoff continued.

Tiangu sighed wonderfully and wanted to say:

"I……"

"Shut up! What me!?" Nan Gonglian snapped back, "You seem to be a kind and honest monk, but in fact you are like a dog. You are rich on the outside and corrupt on the inside... If you have any face, you will kill me, Secretary Han. Come on, if you say no at all, today I will spit my saliva on your face!!"

Tiangu Tanmiao was scolded so that his face turned green and pale for a while:
"How can you talk like this!? My Buddhist sect kept Han Feng as a benefactor because he was suffering from the evil spirit of the Buddha's enemies. I left him to meditate in the Zen forest, which can not only heal the body, but also improve Buddhism... Isn't it true? Beautiful?"

Nangong Lian suddenly laughed out loud:
"I originally thought that you, as the abbot of Baocha, an eminent Buddhist monk, might be able to give some explanation to the heroes of the world in front of the two armies."

Nangong Lian said, catching the place where the heroes of Liguo are from a distance.

When the Jianghu guests heard Nan Gonglian calling himself a hero in the world, they couldn't help straightening their backs.

Listen to Nan Gonglian continue to say:
"I have something to say, please listen carefully: Back then, the Mercy Zen Forest faced the fierce power of the evil Buddha Zen and ghost sect in the prosperous age, and it was almost in danger of being destroyed... In the vast northern martial arts forest, the huge Buddhist gates were shrouded in the shadow of the evil Buddha. What did these Buddhist monks do? They were scared by the evil Buddha and hid in the compassionate meditation forest to be harassed by demons. The Buddhist monks pretended to be destined, but they flinched. What's the difference?"

Hearing what Nangonglian said, Tiangu Tanmiao wanted to defend himself:
"not us……"

But was interrupted by Nangong Lian's drink:
"Shut up! Do you still have the nerve to refute!? A shameless old Buddhist thief, dare to talk here!?"

Nangong Lian, carrying the two swords of [White Horse] and [Suppressing Demon] on his back, is now in front of the Xuanjian Division, Zhenwutang, and Patrol Division, filled with righteous indignation, wrapped in rage, pointing his finger at the drum, sighing and yelling:
"Even if your Buddhist sect is so timid, I, Master Han Feng, will not be afraid of hardships and dangers to help you! There is no one in the great Buddhist sect who has completed the "Future of Posa Maitreya". Dealing with the evil Buddha... Thinking about what kind of person that evil Buddha is, the world is shaken with a wave of his hand, and the innate in the human world has been killed by him. I don't know how many people are killed by him... But Master Han Feng can kill him, what a hero! "

Nangong Lian really deserves to be recognized as the most swearing person by Xuanjian Division. His words were full of passion, sincere and full of emotion, and no matter whether it was the imperial court or Liguo Jianghu people present, they all nodded secretly when they heard it.

No one can refute the fact that Han Feng is a hero.

Even among the monks at the Compassionate Zen Forest, there are many who think that Nan Gonglian is right.

After exaggerating the atmosphere, Nangong Lian scolded even more bitterly:

"However! I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! Han Sizhu's first hero was plotted by you despicable villains. He just killed the monster of Zen Ghost Sect on the front foot, but he was caught by you group of frenzied and revengeful bald people The donkey was captured...I heard that you even imprisoned him under the Zen forest formation...God, what kind of monster would be treated like that!? This is how you treat your savior!? ?”

Nangong Lian took a breath, and began to hold back his big move:

"You group of idlers who rebelled against the king, your parents gave birth to you, and because you violated Huagai, disturbed your father and mother, or didn't recruit sisters, they gave you up and became a monk... We are here to criticize you To scold you, you didn't listen obediently and obediently sent your grandpa Han Feng out, but you still want to argue back?"

These words were really scolded extremely harshly, almost all the monks in the world were scolded into it, Tiangu Tanmiao blushed from the scolding, pointed at Nangong Lian, and was speechless for a long time.

"you you……"

"Damn! What are you!? A group of pickled scum who have nothing to do with food and clothing, holding out a dog with a broken spine, dare to bark and bark in front of our army?"

"Huan Tiangu sighs wonderfully, I don't think you are worthy of calling a broken gong! I have never seen such a brazen person!!"

Nangong Lian scolded freely on the phone, and after scolding, he only felt refreshed, and even with the thought of mastering martial arts, he gained two more points.

The heroes of the world outside the Cixin Zen Forest all stared wide-eyed after hearing Nangong Lian's swearing, and they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear. They didn't expect to be able to swear so many tricks. It's a refreshing three views...

Tiangu Tanmiao was repeatedly insulted by Nangong Lian, his qi and blood stagnated, and the strong humiliation and anger hit his three treasures of energy, energy, and spirit, and finally he couldn't catch his breath, which aroused the hidden wound that the Zen ghost sect had inflicted on him that had not yet recovered... ... His face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Following behind Tiangu Tanmiao, [Zongheng Jialan] the Noble Eightfold Path hurriedly stepped forward to support him and looked at Nangong Lian with eyes that almost burst into flames.

As a member of the Buddhist sect, Wu Taichan felt humiliated by being insulted like this, and his body was boiling with fighting spirit.

Broken Box Qiu Zen had a difficult expression on his face, thinking in his heart whether he should just give his boss, the nominal underling, a beating.

In the distance, the heroes of the Li Kingdom saw that a dignified master of the first rank was being scolded by Nan Gonglian until he vomited blood, they couldn't believe it, and there was an uproar.

Even Nan Gonglian himself couldn't believe it... After all, the other party is a top master of the first rank, who can shatter mountains with a single raise... This is too dramatic...

At this moment, a domineering and undeniable Buddhist holy spirit rose in the Zen forest.

"presumptuous!!"

The seven treasures of Buddhism shine forever in the sky of the Zen forest, and the milky white holy air falls like a curtain.

Wearing a crown, cassock, and holding a golden nine-ring staff, Zhi Daolin, the leader of the northern Buddhist sect [monk king], stepped out of the pure and holy Buddha spirit.

Standing proudly in the sky, overlooking the heroes below.

Zhi Daolin looked at Nan Gonglian and everyone in the court from the sky, and said coldly:

"The pure and holy place of Buddhism, how dare you slander the Buddha and the monks here!?"

"If there is such an act again, don't blame the poor monk for using the Buddhist thunder method!"

While speaking, the innate domineering zhenqi of the human world enveloped the world, and no matter the people in the court or the people in the rivers and lakes present felt a terrible sense of oppression.

Even a first-rank expert like the master of Zhenwu hall with profound skills still finds it difficult to move qi.

If you are not innate, it will be difficult to compete with innate after all.

Zhi Daolin's original plan with Tiangu Tanmiao before was that Tiangu Tanmiao would sing the red face, and Zhi Daolin would sing the bad face, and they would drive away the forces of Xuanjiansi.

Now that Tiangu Tanmiao was vomiting blood because of Nangong Lian's anger, Zhi Daolin simply came out to overwhelm others, frankly speaking... Zhi Daolin alone could defeat the entire Liguo court present.

Nan Gonglian was targeted by Zhi Daolin, and he was under a lot of pressure. Instead, he sneered:
"Vald donkey, do you think I am afraid of your thunderous methods?"

At this time, unknown calamity clouds surged in the distance, and a black line approached like a tide.

Above the cloud tide, a white-haired Daoist wearing a golden-red Taoist robe stood on it. His body exuded a faint innate air. Although it was not complete, it could already be compared with Zhi Daolin.

The Taoist looked wild, his white hair danced wildly with the wind, and he looked up to the sky and smiled.

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)