Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 395 Lessons
In the alliance leader's lobby, Fang Xuan slowly put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the setting sun outside the window.

He couldn't say that Zhao Chuanxiong's decision was wrong. As he said, doing so was indeed the best choice for the Wulin Alliance.

And I didn't lose anything, it's just that the ending was not so perfect!

"I am planning to return to Zhongzhou in a few days. I wonder if there is any way to get the 300,000 imperial court troops in Zhongzhou?" Fang Xuan asked after pondering for a moment.

The dragon luck that dissipated in Kyushu has been completely collected. Although he did not collect much, the unexpected discovery of the Jingzhou underground palace did allow him to obtain a dragon seal.

The Dragon Luck of the Wulin Alliance seems to be unimportant now. On the contrary, the 300,000 Imperial Court Army that all parties in Zhongzhou are fighting for is a good target.

Zhao Chuanxiong shook his head slightly: "I know that army. They only obey the imperial seal and are useless even to the emperor himself."

"But the jade seal has been sealed in Shangjing City!" Thinking of how Li Yuanzheng in Shangjing City sacrificed the jade seal in order to revive the witch god, Fang Xuan sighed, "If that's the case, we can only find another way!"

Zhao Chuanxiong narrowed his eyes and said word by word:

"The commander of that army has a ancestor that is related to me. You can take this jade hairpin. Whether it will succeed or not depends on your luck!"

Outside Quzuo Mountain, the flying magic weapon that was originally moving slowly forward suddenly stopped.

In front of them, a burly old man in a gray short-sleeved shirt was staring at them with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Everyone noticed the hostility in the old man's eyes. Mr. Wei raised his hand and clasped his fists, "Senior Ruan, it's not like you to block someone's way."

The old man looked around with a stern face.

"What is my style, Ruan Hong? Do I need you to teach me?" After saying that, he looked at Yun Xin beside Mr. Wei and said in a deep voice:

"Xianhong has always done a good job in Buddhism, but the level of his disciples is still as poor as ever."

"The Buddhist teachings of salvation are all about helping others escape from suffering, but in your case, it has become like this. Interesting, very interesting!"

Yun Xin clasped his hands together and said in a solemn and powerful voice:
"The Buddha's light shines upon all things. As for how to help people escape from the sea of ​​suffering, there is no need for an outsider to teach us."

Ruan Hong narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "Okay!"

After that, he turned to look at Mr. Wei: "What do you think?"

Mr. Wei bowed again, his smile still on his face: "Senior Ruan, please do as you please, but please be gentle for my sake!"

After saying that, he turned around and grabbed Li Yixuan.

Li Yixuan, who was still in a daze, found himself a hundred feet away the next moment. Only Yun Xin was left on the flying magic weapon.

"Mr. Wei, this..."

Before he could finish his words, Ruan Hong had already appeared in front of Yun Xin, with his palm as sharp as a knife.

The crisis warning allowed Yun Xin to respond in advance. He clasped his arms together in front of his chest, and the rich Buddha light around him turned into a circular air shield.

Although the Vajra Body of Buddhism is only a basic magical power, it also depends on the person who casts the spell. For a Bodhisattva like Yun Xin, even a martial soul master of the same realm cannot easily break through this barrier.

"Crack!"

Ruan Hong slashed lightly with his palm knife, and the entire barrier was broken.

The dissipated golden light spread out into huge ripples, spreading out in all directions.

Then, Yun Xin's body flew out like a cannonball.

Golden blood gushed out.

"Thick skin and flesh!"

Ruan Hong attacked again, punching Yun Xin again and again. Although he didn't have any moves or magical powers, Yun Xin couldn't dodge these ordinary punches.

It was not until he blocked hundreds of heavy punches and felt severe pain in his arms that he made a quick decision and retreated decisively.

But he failed, and his wrist was grabbed by Ruan Hong instead. With the force of his wrist, he was thrown over the shoulder.

boom! ! !
Yun Xin's body, as strong as an iron tower, slammed heavily to the ground. The terrifying energy penetrated his body that was glowing with golden light, and then penetrated into the mountain under him. A series of shocking cracks quickly spread from the inside of the mountain to the surroundings.

At this moment, the entire mountain was like a piece of porcelain that had been dropped on the ground. As the cracks continued to spread, it broke into pieces and shattered.

Yun Xin felt a black screen before his eyes, his consciousness was violently shaken, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. A large amount of blood mixed with internal organ fragments choked down his throat.

"Are we just going to watch this?" Li Yixuan looked at the scene in disbelief.

A statue of Buddha was being kneaded like a chicken in the hands of the burly old man in front of him.

Mr. Wei beside him seemed to have anticipated all this. With an awkward smile on his face, he shook his head helplessly and said, "If I don't watch it this way, am I going to get beaten up? My old arms and legs can't withstand a few punches from him!"

"Yun Xin is strong and healthy, he can handle it!"

Li Yixuan swallowed and stopped talking.

Yun Xin's pupils dilated and she fell into a brief dizziness.

Then he was hit hard in the face and woke up again.

In the brief gap, he hurriedly activated the Buddhist Vajra Dharma Image. As a huge golden character rotated above his head and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, the injuries on his body recovered a little.

He made a hand gesture, lifted a mountain nearby and smashed it towards Ruan Hong.

Phew~~~
Ruan Hong raised his palm knife and swung it lightly a few times, and the entire mountain suddenly collapsed into pieces.

And his body came into Yun Xin's sight again. The old man leaped high and hit Yun Xin's face hard with his knee.

Then, a series of intensive explosions were heard in the air. The golden light exploding on Yun Xin's body, which was covered in golden light, was like gorgeous fireworks.

Before long, even the golden body on his body was broken into pieces.

In the empty room, Yun Xin, who had been beaten so hard that he had no time to speak, asked while coughing up blood: "Senior, how did my Buddhist sect offend you?"

Ruan Hong was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on his face:

"You hit someone you shouldn't have hit. You should be glad he didn't die."

After saying that, a ray of light suddenly burst out from the old man's hand knife and stabbed towards Yun Xin's Dantian Qi Sea.

"Senior, please hold back!!!"

Mr. Wei hurried behind Ruan Hong, but found it was too late and could only shake his head helplessly.

Ruan Hong picked up Yun Xin, who was already completely unconscious, and threw her to Mr. Wei like garbage.

"Taking him practice for a hundred years is a favor to you and Master Xianhong. I will play chess with you in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mr. Wei nodded with a wry smile and watched the old man turn into a white light and disappear into the sky.

Until the old man completely disappeared, he looked down at the miserable Yun Xin at his feet and shook his head helplessly:

"Hey, Buddhism is about cause and effect. Isn't this the result of your own actions?"

(End of this chapter)