Qi Yu Millennium

Wen Xiaofeng and I were shocked by the sudden entrance of the real Huangmei, and we hurriedly wanted to stop it. The real Huangmei was already standing proudly, staring coldly at the short and fat monk returning to the earth.

The reason why the Huangmei Daoist rushed to fight the enemy without my consent should have something to do with my previous conversation with him. Although my previous words were out of good intentions, they would more or less sound to him that I don’t think he’s good enough. In addition, he was eager to repay his kindness, so he took the initiative to fight.

Although Wen Xiaofeng and I both frowned, it was inconvenient to speak out to order him to end, if that would embarrass Huang Meizheng, it was a done deal, so we had to let him fight.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Daotongtian seat is the yellow-browed tiger on the Huangling Mountain in the west of Minxi, and the person here has a common name." The real person with yellow eyebrows looked down at his opponent and reported his name and origin.Different from other beast-body cultivators, Huangmei Daoist did not hide his beast identity. There are two reasons why he did this. One is that this person has a straightforward personality and does not like to hide it. It is different from the snake, insect, mouse and ant.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Guitu from Dunhuang Brahma Temple." Guitu raised his head and announced his name. Although he was short in stature, he had an unusually loud voice, giving the impression that he was not talking but shouting.

"Break your neck, you are also a descendant of the earth." King Kong Pao sarcastically laughed again, but then realized that Murong Zhuifeng's expression was not good, so he hurriedly covered his mouth with roast chicken.Murong Zhuifeng was a dwarf in his previous life, and he yelled at each other from the Vajra Cannon. Although he was scolding his opponent, Murong Zhuifeng must have felt awkward.

"This poor monk's copper rod for Dharma protection is left by the eight dragons, Garuda, Shangying Buddha is very powerful, please enlighten me!" Guitu's copper rod stretched forward and opened his posture.

"The golden hook of the gauntlet used by Pindao is tempered by my own tiger claws. It can open mountains and crack ground. Be careful." The real person with yellow eyebrows squatted his legs slightly to ask for a move.

Guitu didn't hesitate when he saw this, he swung his stick and rushed forward with a roar.One tall and one short, one long and one short, advancing and retreating to one place.

The performance of the two after they played made me nod secretly. In addition to reporting their families, the two of them also reported the origins of their weapons before attacking. This is very honest, and according to their respective offensive tactics, This battle between them will be much brighter than the previous ones.

"Wife, what does the Babu Tianlong minions do?" Murong Zhuifeng was very annoyed by King Kong Pao's previous words, so he pretended to be ignorant and asked for advice.In fact, although he was stupid in this life, he had read some books in his previous life, so he naturally knew the allusions of the eight dragons.

"Ask knowingly." Murong Zhuifeng took a look at the Vajra Cannon angrily.In fact, the eight dragons are just like the little minions deliberately distorted by the King Kong Cannon, which means the same thing.They are not as powerful as the world imagines. The so-called eight tribes are eight non-human races. Kinnara, Bamahuraka, and Tianlong are just general terms.According to Buddhist scriptures, these races like to go to listen to the scriptures when the Buddha lectures, and the cultivation of Buddhism is not advanced, and they usually play the roles of guards, guards, mounts and the like.The true form of Garuda mentioned by Guitu is a big golden-winged bird, which is the mount of the Indian god Vishnu.

"This battle may never have happened in eternity." Wen Xiaofeng said softly as he watched the two fighting in the arena.

"It's really weird." I nodded in agreement.In fact, since ancient times, there have been countless fighting contests, tragic and tragic everywhere. The reason why Wen Xiaofeng said this battle was unprecedented is because this fight is extremely weird, one monk and one tall, one short, one man and one beast. The short ones should use short weapons Relying on the flexibility of his figure to walk the road of seeking victory through danger, he used a seven-foot copper stick to open and close.The taller should have used a long weapon to suppress the opponent with the advantage of height and arm length, but instead used a pair of four-clawed golden hooks that were only one foot long.The short ones use their length to be fierce, and the tall ones use their short ones to seek danger. This kind of tactic that should not go against the general trend makes the fight in the field extremely thrilling.

"It's really weird." The Vajra Pao touched Murong Zhuifeng's nose, and then joined the conversation between Wen Xiaofeng and me.

"Fourth senior brother, high opinion." Wen Xiaofeng turned to the Vajra Cannon.After waking up, he has been treating the Vajra Cannon strictly according to etiquette, and has never teased and ridiculed him like I did.

"What do you see?" I squinted at the Vajra Cannon, and I was very curious about his parrot's "it's really weird".

"That Tuxing... the stick in Guitu's hand sparked when it collided with Huangmei Daoist's gauntlet, which means that the stick is not pure copper." King Kong Pao was complacent.

"Fourth senior brother has a good opinion." I imitated Wen Xiaofeng's tone and gave Vajra Pao a thumbs up.I thought he saw something, but after a long time he focused on the material of the stick.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, Uncle Master, please use tea." At this time, Gongyang Qingshuang led the disciples of Ziyang Temple to bring tea from outside the temple.

I took the tea and nodded at her, and then King Kong Pao, Murong Zhuifeng, and Wen Xiaofeng took the teacups in turn.King Kong Pao was eager to watch the battle, he drank the tea in one gulp and put down the teacup, while Murong Zhuifeng held the teacup in his hand but didn't intend to drink at all.

"Pfft~" At this moment, there was a sound of tea splashing from my side. It should be that Wen Xiaofeng choked on the tea.

"Brother, are you alright?" I turned to look at Wen Xiaofeng with concern.Those of us cultivating the Tao usually pay the most attention to the regulation of breathing and the use of breath. Such a situation of choking on drinking water has never occurred, unless there is an abnormality in the breath in the body.

"It's okay, just wait and see." Wen Xiaofeng put down his teacup with a smile and pointed.

I looked up to the west in the direction his finger was pointing at, and couldn't help but smile secretly, Jianzhen was holding his hands on his chest with a dignified expression at the moment, while Jianxing opened his posture and stood in front of him.It seems that our previous sneak attack really frightened them. When they saw Ram Qingshuang appearing, they subconsciously thought that we were going to burn the yellow paper again.The look on the faces of the two of them, as if facing a formidable enemy, was what made Wen Xiaofeng laugh.

"You two uncles?" Gongyang Qingshuang couldn't help asking when he saw that Wen Xiaofeng and I were laughing for no reason.

"It's okay, don't bring any more tea." I deliberately raised my voice so that Jianzhen Jianxing could hear my words and take the opportunity to humiliate them.

"If you don't drink it in such a hot day, Zhuifeng and I still have to drink it. Don't listen to him, it's time to give it away." King Kong Pao didn't understand my intention, and objected.

"Send it." I smiled and waved away Ram Qingshuang, and turned my sights to the field again.

It has been half an hour since the two of them fought in the arena, and the copper sticks of Guitu dancing wildly like flying, and the golden hooks with yellow eyebrows and four claws bowing left and right are in full swing. It seems that for a moment, the two cannot win burden.

The attack and defense with bright swords and bright guns lasted for more than two hours. When the sun gradually set and the night was quietly covering, unexpected things happened again, and Guitu disappeared out of thin air...