Super Fortune Teller

Just a trick!

Qi Zhen sprayed blood directly and flew out, the whole person was so vulnerable.

Everyone was surprised to see this scene.

Not long ago, Liu Cheng also fought Qi Zhen, knowing that this person's cultivation was never below him, but he didn't expect that even with such strength, it would be just a palm in front of the young Taoist priest.

No wonder, Yang Yan, who was also a seed player in the event, would have died under the sword of this mysterious young Taoist priest.

For a time, everyone was on the verge of an enemy.

The Buddha was still in the light of the clouds, said the Buddha's name, and slowly walked over, stretched out his hand to pull Qi Zhen up, the rays of light on his body began to fall on Qi Zhen, the rays of light seemed to transform into a pagoda , Covering his body in it.

The young Taoist priest saw the Buddha like this, but did not stop it, and naturally everyone in the distance did not move.

When Liu Cheng saw this scene, he suddenly thought of a Buddhist secret technique recorded in Shu Zang.

"This is the seventh-level Buddha!" ​​Liu Cheng said in surprise.

"What?" Wang Zhao and Qian Ye Zi were shocked at the same time, "The secret healing technique of Buddhism, the seventh-level Buddha? This has been lost for nearly a hundred years!"

"I have read the records of the seventh-level Buddha statue before, but I didn't expect the Buddha to practice this secret technique," Liu Cheng was equally shocked.

I saw that the pagoda formed by the sunlight gradually disappeared, and Qi Zhen's complexion improved a lot.

"Thank you Fozi for helping!" Qi Zhen bowed and said, "But this person can really be killed!"

"Amitabha Buddha, the donor Qi is not healed, please rest first, and Rong Xiaoseng will have a chat with the donor!" The Buddha still smiled faintly.

Qi Zhen knew the gap between himself and this young Taoist priest, and at the same time, he knew why the Buddha's cultivation was so profound that he immediately did not dare to ask for it, stepped back and stood with Liu Cheng and others.

Liu Cheng, Wang Zhao, and Qian Ye Zi hurriedly asked Qi Zhen's injuries.

"It's really strange to say that when the glow from Buddha's body fell on me, I felt very warm. After a while, I recovered more than half of my injuries!" Qi Zhen was surprised and delighted, "This Buddha deserves to be. In the name of Buddha, his cultivation is really terrifying!"

"The seventh-level Buddha statue is the secret healing technique of Buddhism. This kind of secret technique consumes a lot of the operator, but the effect on the wounded is very good," Liu Cheng nodded and said, "Buddha can cultivate this. Waiting for the secret technique, the talent is really amazing!"

At this time, the Buddha was only one step away from the young Taoist priest.

The two are very close, one is like a **** and Buddha, and the other seems to kill a god, two completely different people standing together, everyone feels weird.

"I don't know how the donor is called?" The Buddha smiled.

The young Taoist raised his eyebrows, "Mangshan School, against the heavens!"

As soon as the name of the Manshan School came out, many people present changed their expressions.

The metaphysical world can be roughly divided into the metaphysical society, the Daomen, and the Buddhism. This Mangshan school belongs to the Daomen family. What is strange is that this school rarely communicates with the outside world. There are only a handful of Manshan faction participating.

"I remember the elders in my family said that the last time the Manshan Sect was born was more than a hundred years ago," someone explained in the field, "At that time, it was the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. He was born with blood in his stool for thousands of miles. It happened to be the time when the Hunan Army besieged Tianjing City!"

"Yeah, I also remembered. My grandfather also said that at that time the Xiang army was trapped in the Tianjing city for a long time, but the descendant of the Manshan Mountain broke through the Tianjing city gate with one blow. I heard that the battle, Mang The descendant of the mountain directly killed hundreds of thousands of people, and then stopped!" Someone said.

For a time, there were divergent opinions in the field.

Others say that in every city slaughter and **** murder in history, the descendants of Manshan participated in it.

Even Liu Cheng frowned slightly, and asked, "Three, is this descendant of Mangshan really so powerful?"

Qian Ye Zi, Qi Zhen and Wang Zhao looked at each other and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Even Qi Zhen, who has always been militant, smiled bitterly: "If I lose to the heirs of Manshan, I am not ashamed!"

"Huh?" Liu Cheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect the militant Qi Zhen to say this.

Qi Zhen saw the question in Liu Cheng’s eyes and immediately explained: “Although the descendants of Manshan are rarely born, they are rare opponents in the metaphysical world each time they are born. Ask yourself, it's not his opponent!"

Liu Cheng understands that to make Qi Zhen so willing to surrender, I am afraid it is not only the reputation of the descendants of Mangshan, but also the **** palm just now.

At this time, Wang Zhao also said, "I want to try the skills of this descendant of Manshan!"

Qianyezi suddenly glanced at him and smiled: "I'm afraid you have no chance for the time being!"

Everyone was taken aback, only to see a few middle-aged people flying out of the inner hall and landing not far away.

Among these middle-aged people, the head of them was Lin Tiannan, the president of the Linjiang Branch. Apart from the three middle-aged monks beside him, the rest were Taoists, and they were all about the same age.

"It seems that the elders of various families have come out!" Qi Zhen said while looking at those people. Among them was his elders from Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Lin Tiannan was the host of this Xuanmen event. He took the lead to step out and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that even the descendants of Mang Mountain were born in this Xuanmen event. It is really gratifying!"

Although he said so, he couldn't help but groan in his heart. He had estimated before that Liu Cheng's skill should be considered the top of the younger generation in the southern metaphysical circle, so he participated in this Xuanmen grand competition, but his results were not good. It will be so bad that you won't even get in the top five.

But what is the identity of the descendant of Manshan?

For hundreds of years, every time a descendant of Mangshan was born, he was one of the most powerful combat forces in contemporary metaphysics.

Nicangtian saw so many old guys coming out all of a sudden, he couldn't help but smile: "This is Linjiang branch president Lin Tiannan, I'm just here to ask you, since it is the Southern Xuanmen event, why didn't you give it? I sent invitations from Mangshan? Do you think I'm nothing?"

Lin Tiannan couldn't help but end his words after hearing this, and said in his heart, who would dare to regard Mount Mang as nothing. Although this line is sparsely populated, everyone's strength is not trivial.

The reason why they didn't send invitations to Mangshan this time was precisely because the Mangshan faction closed the mountain all the year round. In the past two hundred years, this was the second time a descendant came out of the mountain.

The Xuanmen event is held every ten years, so no invitations were sent to Mangshan this time, not just this time, many times before, no invitations were sent to Mangshan.

But no one would have imagined that at the time of the event, the descendants of Manshan Mountain went down the mountain and came directly to the venue.

For a time, the atmosphere in the field was extremely embarrassing, and coupled with the sneer of the descendant of Manshan, it was a little stranger inexplicably.

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