I stack buffs in a weird world!

I saw a humanoid figure with only a skeleton left, with his hands on his waist and howling at the sky.

The voice and momentum were good, but with the skeleton without much flesh, it seemed a bit discordant.

"Ahem..., don't laugh first, the nightmare Buddha ran away!"

"Hahahaha... ah."

Romodo stopped talking and looked around, "Fuck... I can't let him run away."

Then he disappeared on the spot.

Zhang Yang looked at the dust on the ground, shook his head and sighed, always feeling that this cheap senior brother was a little stupid.

You need an audience to show off, and besides, isn't it embarrassing that you came out of being trapped for hundreds of years and looked like you had avenged your great revenge?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang walked out of the main hall.

Outside the hall, the flesh and blood Buddha was still entangled with the bone monster made by Zhang Yang temporarily.

The two sides punched and kicked each other, and the fight was in full swing, but it was useless.

One is that he can't beat him, and the other can beat him but can't kill him.

If Zhang Yang doesn't care, he will probably fight until the sky is dark, forever, the ends of the earth, every day...

Not long after, Romodo, who was still a skeleton, flew back with a tattered cassock in his hand.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, "Don't tell me that he ran away."

If the Nightmare Buddha really ran away, it would be a big deal.

Romodo is fine, but he is still a golden demon. If he fights alone, he will definitely not be able to beat the Nightmare Buddha.

If the Nightmare Buddha comes to him, he can only run for his life.

Romodo sighed dejectedly, looked at the flesh and blood Buddha next to him, and kicked the bone monster away.

The palm full of bones directly covered the head of the flesh and blood Buddha.

The flesh and blood Buddha wailed in pain, and the flesh and blood fascia on his body began to gather towards Romodo.

In a short time, Ramado recovered into a bald man with a height of 2.5 meters. He looked a bit honest.

Ramado put on the cassock in his hand and said to Zhang Yang with embarrassment: "Haha... Junior brother, that Nightmare Buddha still has some means to escape."

Seeing Zhang Yang's face, Ramado touched his shiny bald head and said: "But, that guy was hit by my Vajra Palm and half of his soul was broken.

It will take at least a hundred years to recover!"

"A hundred years!?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang was temporarily relieved. At least this period of time was safe.

Give him another hundred years, he may not be unable to beat the Nightmare Buddha.

Turning his eyes back to Ramado, this guy is really powerful.

Although the Nightmare Buddha was injured and the Buddha power in his body was almost exhausted, you have to know that Ramado has been trapped for a hundred years.

Moreover, the blood and flesh of his body were sucked dry by the Nightmare Buddha, but he was able to break the Nightmare Buddha's soul in a short time.

This strength is probably not as simple as the Bodhisattva realm.

Romoduo felt a little uncomfortable when Zhang Yang looked at him, and said naively: "Junior brother, why are you looking at me?

I don't have any other clothes to wear."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, took out a piece of his own clothes from the ring and threw it over, "Just make do with it for now!"

Romoduo took it with a smile and put it on, and it was done in a short while.

He came directly in front of Zhang Yang, pulled his crotch a little uncomfortable, and frowned: "Junior brother, do you have a bigger one?"

Seeing Romoduo's actions, Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, "No more, wear it if you want!"

"Forget it, just make do with it!"

Romoduo didn't know why Zhang Yang was suddenly unhappy, and muttered with a lowered eyebrow.

Zhang Yang had a black line on his face and clenched his fists. If he hadn't been defeated, he would have punched him long ago.

He simply ignored it and waved his hand. The bone monster walked towards him with intelligence, and the blood pupil on his forehead blinked several times.

It seemed as if he was asking Zhang Yang for credit.

"Not bad!"

Zhang Yang smiled and praised.

He didn't expect that the thing he made with a flash of inspiration could fight on par with the flesh and blood Buddha.

"What's not bad? The flesh and blood Buddha made by the Nightmare Buddha is originally a defective product."

Romodo said, picking his nose in a bad mood.

Hearing this, the bone monster immediately became unwilling and stood behind Zhang Yang with his teeth bared, like a little Teddy standing behind his master.

"If you can't talk, just say less. By the way, why don't you leave!"

After a brief contact, Zhang Yang has already found that Romodo is stupid and has wasted such a strong strength.

"Leave? I'm waiting for you, junior brother!"

Romodo said as a matter of course.

"Why are you waiting for me? We are not on the same route!"

He was startled and looked at Luo Moduo in confusion.

"Uh...wait for you to return to the Medicine King Hall. I said you are also an unnamed disciple!"

Luo Moduo scratched his head and looked at Zhang Yang strangely.

The Medicine King Hall has always been a holy place for unnamed disciples. Any disciple is proud to enter the Medicine King Hall.

'This junior brother is notAre you stupid?

Well... If that's the case, you must take better care of him, after all, he is my savior! ’

Romodo clashed his fists and palms, thinking with a serious face.

Zhang Yang's expression also froze slightly when he heard what Romodo said.

He began to think that he had eaten the Medicine King Pill. According to what Romodo said, the person who had eaten the Medicine King Pill was the anonymous disciple of the Medicine King Hall.

I don't know what the Medicine King Hall has to do with the Medicine King Valley I'm looking for.

"Uh..., what's the relationship between the Medicine King Hall and the Medicine King Valley?"

Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Romodo looked at Zhang Yang strangely, "Junior brother, don't you know? The Medicine King Valley is a small branch of the Medicine King Hall scattered in various realms.

But there are too many, and the hall doesn't pay much attention to it.

It's like casting a wide net and catching more fish. Maybe there will be a disciple with good qualifications."

Zhang Yang heard the words, and his eyebrows raised slightly, 'No wonder, the Medicine King Valley has disappeared in Wuyang Realm, and the Medicine King Hall has not shown up.

It's nothing more than the fisherman's nest was eaten, the worst that can happen is that it will be scattered again. '

"Junior brother, although your aptitude is poor, don't worry, I am here, I will ensure that you become a registered disciple."

Romodo patted his chest and promised.

"Puff~"

"Who do you say has poor aptitude? Me?" Zhang Yang pointed at himself in disbelief.

He has been practicing until now, as if he is cheating...Pfft, it is cheating, and there are still people who say that he has poor aptitude.

Damn, if Buddhism is so awesome, it would have unified the universe long ago.

Romodo hesitated to speak, but still did not attack Zhang Yang, just asked Zhang Yang to go back to the Medicine King Hall with him.

"You're kidding, I'm not going. I have a family to support, I don't want to be a monk..."

"Brother, that's wrong. We also have people practicing Joy Zen in Medicine King Hall, and they can practice on behalf of others, and they don't have to take the precepts.

Brother, I just like bald heads."

"I don't believe you, I won't go, I won't go!"

"Brother, don't be so arbitrary, go and take a look, you won't lose anything..."

"Brother, the cats in our Medicine King Hall can do backflips..."

"Hey... don't go, we really have goldfish in Medicine King Hall..."