Online martial arts game: I suppress the world with my spear!

At this time, Ling Wuchen was speechless.

He spoke in the team channel.

"Fuck, Brother Lin, what should we do? This fat pig seems to have taken a fancy to Ji Xiaofu."

Lin Luo drank tea, his expression calm.

"Just wait and see. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if we kill him directly. Anyway, we are not players from the Ming Dynasty."

"Yes, we are from the Song Dynasty, so we are not afraid of the hammer. But then again, such a great game as "Jianghu OL" would actually design such a vulgar plot? It won't let Brother Lin save the beauty!"

Lin Luo glanced at him and said lightly: "The NPCs here have their own ecological logic. Besides, if you are thrown into this era, if you have power, you will probably only bully men and women."

"That's right, who let them have no virtual games to play? Out of boredom, they can only think about this little thing in their crotch." Ling Wuchen touched his nose and shrugged.

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At this time, the Yuan noble named Hu Yan was walking up.

The closer he got, the more he felt amazed.

On the wooden table, a candle flame was as small as a bean.

Outside, there were shady trees and fireflies under the night sky.

As the evening breeze blew past, Ji Xiaofu's veil fluttered, her black hair swayed, and her eyebrows were even more poetic.

The delicate and pretty face looked particularly moving under the light.

Hu Yan walked forward and looked down at Ji Xiaofu, as if a hunter was staring at his prey.

"Ming woman, I'll give you a chance. Come and serve me tonight, or I'll kill you."

Ji Xiaofu was slightly angry, raised her head and said coldly: "Your Excellency is too rude."

Hu Yan laughed loudly, not hiding his intentions.

"Disrespectful? I've taken a fancy to you, and this is a great gift! If you follow me, I promise you will enjoy a life of luxury and wealth!"

A trace of disgust flashed across Ji Xiaofu's eyes: "In my Ming territory, you, a Yuan citizen, are so arrogant, and you're not afraid of being killed!"

Hu Yan grinned: "Ming? Humph, a weak and incompetent country like yours will sooner or later be in the hands of our Yuan Dynasty! If you know what's good for you, follow me quickly! Otherwise, you'll suffer!"

After that, he stretched out his hand and tried to capture Ji Xiaofu.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed.

Lin Luo held the Greedy Wolf Spear and stabbed it, immediately forcing Hu Yan back.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several Ming soldiers immediately drew their knives and surrounded him.

The name above his head also changed from neutral orange to blood red.

Ji Xiaofu, who was standing by, said in a low voice with apologetic eyes.

"Mr. Lin, I've caused you trouble."

"It's okay, I'll just kill the chickens and dogs." Lin Luo put down the teacup and slowly stood up.

He kicked his foot, and the spear turned into a ball of silver light. Then there was a whistle, and the tip of the spear flashing with cold light immediately pierced through the air.

Ding Ding Dang Dang! ! !

After a burst of metal and iron clashing, the weapons in the hands of these Ming soldiers were all knocked away.

Hu Yan's pupils shrank, and his face suddenly changed.

Then he grinned and said.

"Good kung fu! No wonder you are so arrogant!"

"But you Han people have a saying, there are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens! Today, I will let you see it!"

"Master Wuhua! Please help me!"

As soon as Hu Yan finished speaking, there was a sound of chanting Buddha outside the door.

Then, a handsome monk in white came in barefoot.

Instantly, a strange fragrance emerged in the hotel.

This fragrance was not from flowers or grass, but more like the fresh morning dew in the bamboo forest after the rain.

It was like the first ray of sunshine when the world was warm, gently caressing people's hearts.

The monk walked into the hotel with a compassionate smile on his face, his eyes were like bright stars, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

His face was beautiful like a girl, his expression was gentle, and his demeanor was so chic that people could not tell whether he was male or female.

His whole body seemed spotless, like a cloud hanging down from the sky, and even the smile on his cheek gave people a sense of transcendence.

"I am Wuhua, the little monk. I am honored to meet you all."

"Maybe there was some conflict in the words between the nobles of our temple just now. I hope you will be calm."

[Wuhua]

[Area: Seventh Rank]

[Introduction: Shaolin's most talented person, known as the "Seven Wonderful Monks". Poetry, lyrics, calligraphy, painting, tea, etiquette, and Buddhism, everything is complete, male and female, with a high spirit and a worldly mind. ]

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Seventh Rank Master!

Lin Luo immediately clenched the Greedy Wolf Spear, and his mood became more nervous than ever before.

The sixth rank is the watershed of Jianghu masters.

If you are promoted to the seventh rank, it is equivalent to touching the threshold of a first-class master.

Usually, any seventh rank master has at least one skill that has been cultivated to the "perfection" level.stunts.

Moreover, this monk named Wuhua is a senior disciple of Shaolin Temple, and he must have mastered more martial arts.

However, at this moment, Wuhua put his hands together and bowed slightly.

He glanced around and finally looked at Lin Luo.

"This donor, we Buddhists never use weapons. As the saying goes, one thought of compassion, all things have the same roots, turn hatred into kindness, and save ourselves and others."

Lin Luo glanced at the light green name above Wuhua's head and spoke patiently.

"It's not that I want to use force, but the Yuan people beside you are disturbing you for no reason. If there is no cause, how can there be another result."

"Amitabha." Wuhua sighed: "Donor, you are obsessed with appearances."

"As the Buddha said, all living beings suffer, mostly because of not observing the precepts and indulging in lust."

"But if you don't kill, hatred will never end; if you don't steal, the difference between strong and weak is no difference; if you don't commit adultery, all sentient beings are sins; if you don't lie, dreams and illusions are empty; if you don't drink, worries and fears rise and fall; if you don't indulge in pleasure, beauty is only a moment; if you don't sleep, you can't get rid of suffering; if you don't indulge in lust, all actions will have no interest in life..."

"My temple nobleman just pity this girl who is trapped in the sentient beings and can't get rid of it, so I want to practice bliss with her. This is a compassionate act, good, good."

[Ding! System prompt: You have triggered the special mission "Restaurant Debate"]

[Introduction: Wuhua wants to confuse the minds of you with the words of demon Zen. Please use words to debate with him. If you fail, Wuhua will intervene in the battle. ]

Lin Luo saw the system prompt and his face changed immediately.

A seventh-grade master is definitely not an ordinary person. His strength is completely different from that of a sixth-grade master.

Even if I go all out, I am afraid I can only parry a hundred moves.

It seems that I must find a way to defeat this monk now!