Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 148

After thinking about it for a while, Bei Han drooped his face in grievance, and looked at the fat monk with a look full of emotion and gratitude: "I just came here and I don't understand anything, I hope Master Fat can give you some advice, thank you Fat master..."

Beihan pretended to be foolish, sniffed his nose, and forced his watery eyes out, trying to fool the fat monk, but unexpectedly saw the fat monk's face full of veins.

"It's Master Fuji, not Master Fat!!"

The fat monk said coldly, staring at him with a murderous look in his eyes, Bei Han had no doubt that if he called him Fat Master, he would definitely be dealt with on the spot, his property would be stolen, his reputation would be ruined, and his life would be ruined. Can't keep it.

A hero doesn't suffer from the immediate disadvantages. Facing Master Bu Er who keeps committing two crimes, Bei Han resolutely chooses to compromise.

"Hehe—Master Fuji, I remember it, and I hope that the master can tell me the way to get out of this world of martial arts... I will be very grateful, and I will try my best to repay you..."

His long eyebrows trembled slightly. It seemed that this guy enjoyed the name Master Fuji very much. Hearing Bei Han's address, he closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, and smiled shamelessly.

"It's simple. After entering, there are many altars in this extreme sky. If you find one, you can return to the place where your body is. Master is in a good mood today, so I will take you there for free."

The fat monk laughed wickedly, talking about his big fleshy hands, he grabbed Beihan's shoulders, hugged him in his broad arms, and walked forward cheerfully as if he was holding a little sheep.

"I hate you, uncle..."

Bei Han was speechless, with black lines all over his head, but he couldn't express the anger in his chest. His small face was leaning against the greasy chest, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching, wanting to kill.

The most shameful thing is that this guy is too fat, and when he walks, the fat shakes in waves. Nima is not a beauty, and she still shows her fat in circles like this, and even hugs Beihan in her arms.

Can't stand it!
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The golden passage is very majestic, with steep eaves and steep walls, resplendent and magnificent, and the mysterious and complicated runes and monster statues all project the grandeur and antiquity of this world. Just standing in it, Beihan can feel a kind of majesty and large fluctuations.

As he continued to approach the mysterious world, Beihan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This familiar fluctuation of spiritual power was very special. Although the fluctuation was similar to when he conquered the chaotic soul magic sand, it was vaguely similar to Beihan's. The combination of the original spiritual power gave Beihan a feeling of harmony.

A golden spiritual mist permeated the space, and the sound of objects piercing the air could be heard from time to time. Bei Han, who was wrapped in his arms, secretly guessed that there must be many other creatures here.

And the fat monk smiled sinisterly, his fat face was full of smiles, like dried and wrinkled flowers, although it was a good thing, it always gave people a weird feeling.

In the arms of the fat monk, Beihan gritted his teeth and insisted, forcibly enduring the boredom and disgust in his heart, and was grabbed by the former and walked forward.The passage is very long, paved with golden light, and a few figures will appear from time to time in the misty mist.

But when they looked at Beihan, or rather at Monk Buer, they all frowned at the same time, dodged despondently from a long distance away, and then looked at Beihan with sympathetic eyes, A look of emotion and regret.

"It seems that this guy is really not a good bird..." Beihan cursed secretly in his heart, but at this time, I am a fish and a man is a knife, not to mention that the other party is still a master of martial arts, so although Beihan is not angry in his heart, he is still in his heart. Walking forward obediently under the guidance of her. .

The golden mist is hazy, reflecting the mystery and dignity of this hundreds of feet long golden passage. Although under the clutches of Monk Bu Er, Bei Han can feel a huge and majestic aura rushing towards his face.

And the running speed of Beihan's spiritual power also continued to decrease under such strong oppression. After a while, Beihan, who was in the realm of innate warrior, was already oppressed to the point where he was only a small warrior in the realm of tempered body.

Although his cultivation base has been lowered, there is a strong joy in Bei Han's eyes at this moment, because he sees that not only him, but everyone's cultivation base in this world has been suppressed to the point of quenching. The realm of the first level of body, which naturally includes the hateful and shameless bastard monk next to Beihan.

Of course, this kind of suppression of cultivation is only reflected in the amount of spiritual power, and it does not really reduce the strength of the warriors to the state of tempered body. That is to say, although the current warriors are warriors in the state of tempered body, they can still use their spirit power Yuan and Lingshu.

"Haha...God has eyes..."

Beihan smiled with emotion, ecstasy in his heart, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then he slapped the big fleshy hand that was grasping Beihan's body, and Monk Fuer was also under the agitation of spiritual power , backwards to the past.

"Huh?...Stinky boy, what are you doing? Let Dare beat Ben Buddha's hand..."

Monk Buer's Lianshan flashed a flash of surprise, and then was replaced by a kind of shame, anger and treachery. The eyes looking at Beihan were also full of green light, and the eyes were full of greed and unhappiness.

"Bah! You are the only one who pays back the Buddha..."

Beihan spat out a mouthful of saliva, trying to get rid of the greasy smell of fat in his mouth, but this action angered the monk Bu Er who was standing aside, and angrily licked the tiny hair A hole was opened between the eye slits, and the two bright pupils almost burst into flames.

"Smelly, little, son..."

Monk Buer gritted his teeth, and popped out these three words from between his teeth. Although this guy is very stupid, he still has a very good face, but he doesn't know if he has the confidence to face Beihan.

Feeling the faint fluctuations escaping from that fat body, Bei Han rolled his eyes in disdain, as a martial artist in the first layer of Body Tempering, Bei Han is not afraid of this fat guy.

Although I really want to beat this bastard up, but I think he has no other bad deeds other than the fat on Beihan's face. Beihan still shook his head fairly, and then stopped Words, walked straight to the ten-foot-sized altar in front.

"Brat, who told you to go?!"

Monk Fuer was furious, the fat on his face trembled, his fleshy body rolled towards Beihan like a big ball, and then his wide and plump palm grabbed Beihan behind him. The brown gourd forcibly stopped Beihan's walking body.

"what--!"

Beihan was annoyed, put away the previous image of a hippie smiling face, glanced at Bu Er impatiently, slapped the fleshy palm off, and then turned around and walked forward in a cool manner.

The key is the moment he turned around, Beihan snorted in disdain.

"Dirty...fatty..."

Suddenly, the corners of Monk Buer's mouth twitched crazily.

"Two...fat..."

Stunned on the spot, Buer's fat face suddenly darkened. It has been a long time since no one dared to call him that, because those who dared to call him that were already dead.

And the "two" and "fat" have become the biggest taboo in Bu Er's heart, whoever touches it will die, but I didn't expect to be said out by this brat today.

This is absolutely intolerable.

"Stinky boy, Buddha originally wanted to leave you a suit, but now I have changed my mind. If I don't strip you clean today and then parade you in the street, I should be called Er from now on."

Monk Buer was furious, his long white eyebrows were raised horizontally angrily, hanging on the broad forehead, forming a long word, and after the words fell, the huge body suddenly turned towards Beihan rushed over.

wow——

The spiritual power surged, and the sand behind Beihan was also driven by Beihan's spiritual power, flowing out of the brown gourd, suspended around Beihan, and suddenly a faint blue field with a radius of ten feet opened up. The Heavenly Martial Realm is firmly around Beihan's body.

The origin of Tianwu, the chaotic soul sand field.

Although Beihan's own spiritual power is very thin, he can still mobilize the chaotic soul magic sand that has already been integrated into Beihan's body, and this chaotic soul magic sand, as one of the foreign objects in the world, can definitely suppress this The second can't be the second monk.

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(End of this chapter)