My Past Life Simulator Chapter 508

  Chapter 508 507 [Escape! 】

   A group of people looked up at the sky subconsciously, and saw two monks who were as strong as cattle and wearing yellow hats, and each of them was holding a strange iron rod.

  This stick is rectangular, it looks more like a long box, the thickness of a normal human thigh, and there are handles on the upper and lower sides. There are also golden incantations on the left and right sides, and they are tied with colored cloth, gemstones, and agate, which look quite unique.

   "Not good, it's Gegui who is patrolling the plateau!" Seeing this, Possession's complexion immediately changed drastically. Gegui is also known as the iron rod monk, also known as the picket monk official and the teacher in charge.

  In the major temples, it is equivalent to the leader of the monks of Shaolin Temple. The duty is generally to protect the temple and the living Buddha, and is also responsible for the discipline of the temple. It is a symbol of force.

  If there are monks who do not abide by the Buddhist precepts, once they find out, they will punish them with iron rods in their hands, so the monks on the plateau will all change face when they see them.

   And if a monk wants to become an iron monk respected by everyone, there is only one principle - can fight, can fight, or FMD can fight!

  First, PK inside the temple. The PK here is a real fight, the kind that doesn't show mercy. Broken arms and legs, or even killing people by mistake, are also common occurrences.

   After that, PK between temples. Convince all the monks in the temple outside, and the elders of the temple will naturally grant the position of monk Tie Bang.

   Note, everyone who knows the plateau three hundred years ago understands it. It can't be said that there is chaos, but it can only be said that martial arts are abundant, and it is not a strange thing that the major temples support hundreds of monks and soldiers.

  Being able to stand out from the clouds of good players, one can imagine the strength.

  Tie Bang Monk four words, that is really the reputation accumulated by one knife and one gun, one life after another.

   May I ask, the Mahayana Buddha looks seriously wounded and dying, and at the same time, he meets two living and vicious figures, can he change his face if he is possessed?

  The two iron rod monks appeared from the sky, almost in a daze, and they had already come to He Zhao's side.

  The famous ruthless man has a confused look on his face. He has traveled all over the world and learned a lot, but the problem is that he has not systematically studied the languages ​​of other regions. Hearing the question from two yellow-capped monks holding strange weapons, their eyes showed confusion.

"Can't understand!"

  He made gestures while talking.

   "Benefactor, how are you? Doesn't matter?"

   "Huh? You two can speak official Chinese."

  Ruthless Zhao could not help but be surprised when he heard the incomparably standard Central Plains language.

   "Hahaha, monk and monk. If you are not knowledgeable, how dare you be called a monk." The first monk who asked him how he was in the plateau language laughed.

   Actually, it's not surprising.

   After all, the rulers of the plateau have bowed their heads to the Central Plains, and the two sides have traded with each other all year round. If you don't learn the language of both sides, how can you communicate, you can't rely entirely on translation.

  It looks like there is an invisible, transparent, but real film on both sides. It's like a thin layer of rubber, it's really boring, and the communication is not enjoyable.

   On the other side, Mahayana Buddha and others did not feel angry at being ignored.

  Especially possessed by ghosts, I wish they and others would be completely ignored by the iron monks, and it would be best not to see them all the time.

   "What an evil person!"

  The second monk who asked him in the Central Plains language stared at the Mahayana group as sharply as an eagle.

reason?

  Without him, who would make He Zhao so miserable.

  The clothes are all in tatters, and there is no place that is intact. And, did not see the blood flowing around it. Good guy, the amount of bleeding is huge, and a large area is dyed red. If he is not immortal, the amount of bleeding alone is enough to kill him several times.

  Especially, because of the wire saw wrapped around it, although the monks didn't know what it was, they knew it should be some kind of torture tool used to torture people.

  The principle of the iron stick monks who patrol the plateau is to eradicate an evil heretic when they meet an evil heretic. Anyway, the opportunity to show off in front of ordinary people, or in front of monks from other temples, is never missed.

  Party: "."

  In the past, with someone's face, you must cover your face.

   After all, it's just because it's exposed in broad daylight, it's really indecent.

  Unfortunately, today is different from the past, he has already tempered his face, the thickness can not be said to be comparable to a city wall, at least it must be the thickness of a crust north of Mount Everest.

how thick?

  About more than 70 kilometers.

   "woo woo woo"

  So, this guy started acting.

  I saw him covering his face and weeping, and the crying made a person who heard it sad, and wept when he heard it. The shrill wail was heard for a long time, as if he had been wronged by the sky and tortured by endless pain.

  Even hard-hearted and heinous people can't help but sympathize when they hear it.

   "Two great monks, you came too timely. But if it is later, I am afraid... I am afraid that I will suffer from the torture."

   "Pfft—" Mahayana Buddha heard the words, one couldn't hold back, and spit out a big mouthful of blood. The amount of bleeding was much, much, much more than the previous four times combined.

  No way, it's annoying.

  伱The wicked first sued, spat blood, spread rumors, and slandered!

  Obviously I was the one who was hurt, it was me who was hurt.

  Why do you put it here and pretend to be innocent and pitiful, and blame me for the culprit?

   In addition, what he said were all my words.

"you you you you you"

  Mahayana Buddha raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at some shameless bastard, trembling, as if he might be so angry that he would die suddenly and ascend to heaven at any time.

   "You, you, you? What are you! How dare you say that you didn't torture me? The two great monks, you don't need to pay attention to morals and heretics like him, shoulder to shoulder."

  "???" Possessing the rumors, almost staring out his eyes, what did the little **** say, you still have reason to beat us up, don't you?

   "Well, that's right. To deal with demons and heretics, you don't have to be moral." In fact, there is no one-on-one rule between the two iron monks. They have always attacked as many people as there are, no matter how many opponents there are, even if it is half a person, they will still be beaten.

  It's just that now, after hearing the words of a shameless person, they feel very comfortable. That's right, it's right to talk about morality with evil heretics, and beat them to death when you have an absolute advantage.

   "I almost forgot, two great monks, I want to report."

"you say!"

   Monk Tie Bang said, if you can talk, talk more.

   "He is the son of the witch."

  Ruthless Zhao used concise language to quickly shake up the origin of the Mahayana Buddha, which can be said to have uncovered all the ancestral graves of eighteen generations of ancestors.

   Especially focusing on introducing the other party's dharma name—【噗—】.

  The Mahayana Buddha is tired, he doesn't even spit out blood, he just thinks about destruction.

   "That's how it is. No wonder it looks like a Buddha but not a Buddha, or a demon but not a demon. It looks extremely weird, but it also has a natural harmony." The eyes of the two iron monks became sharper.

  The strange weapon held in his hand was faintly emitting fiery red light.

   Above the heads of the two of them, dense white light spots like fireflies appeared.

   "Kundalini Concentration · Firefly Phase!"

  Possessed with a treacherous face and a startled expression, the iron rod monk has extraordinary strength, and his heart is like a bright mirror.

  However, being able to cultivate the kundalini concentration to the point of the firefly appearance is really not something that ordinary iron monks can do.

  "Kundaliya Ding" is one of the high-level merits of Bufa Temple. It is divided into five major realms, from low to high: smoke phase, sun flame phase, firefly phase, lamp flame phase, and cloudless blue sky phase.

  The cloudless and blue sky phase can only be achieved by the founder, and the remaining genius monks who practice "Kundaliya samadhi" can have the fourth-level lamp flame phase. Throughout the "Kundaliya samadhi" since its birth, only a few people have achieved it.

   It is conceivable that the monks who have cultivated to the firefly appearance, the strength is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary monks. It can be seen from this that the talents of the two are second only to those top monks in history.

  Besides, with the looks of the two people in front of them not considered old, it might take some time to reach the realm of the lamp flame in one fell swoop.

   "[噗—], die!"

  The two monks made a move, and the big iron rod smashed Huashan Mountain, striking from top to bottom.

   On the peculiarly shaped iron rod, white light spots appeared around it, and the temperature was unbearably hot. Before reaching the eyes, I just feel that the blood in my whole body is about to evaporate.

  The ground, unable to bear the huge pressure, burst into pieces. Two huge ditches criss-cross and point to the Mahayana Buddha group. The heavy snow in the surrounding tens of kilometers instantly turned into water vapor and disappeared.

   "Boom!" "Boom!"

  Two earth-shattering violent noises came out, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, drowning the small group of Mahayana Buddha.

  Pretending to be a poor ruthless Zhao, his eyes almost popped out.

   Never expected that the two monks who seemed to kill Matt on the plateau were so powerful. With one blow, the surrounding land was almost wiped out.

   Moreover, the two of them have extremely fine control over power.

  Such terrifying high temperature and strength did not leak in the slightest. The famous ruthless man standing behind the two did not suffer any high temperature burns.

  The two of them are strong and strong, but they are not the kind of reckless men who can't control their own strength. They are monsters who have polished their strength and skills to the extreme. They are indeed people with strange weapons.

  There is an old saying in Jianghu?

  The weirder the weapon, the faster you die.

  The monk who can hold a strangely shaped weapon can run wild on the plateau. Hearing that the Mahayana Buddha is the son of a witch, he is not only not afraid, but also dares to take the lead. He doesn't have two brushes in his hand. Who would believe it?

  Two blows to the head by the iron rod monk, our [噗—] almost failed to perform a spiral on the spot.

   Too much energy.

  The smoke and dust dissipated, and Hu Ling avoided it in time. After all, it is not a human body of flesh and blood, so if you want to run, it is quite easy. Kopu, who was possessed by Trickster, was not so lucky. His flesh and bones evaporated, leaving no residue.

  However, it is not a big deal to be weird. If it is so easy to be killed, everyone will not live with ghosts.

  The only miserable one is the Mahayana Buddha. Half of his body is exhausted, revealing golden bones and internal organs. On the golden bone, there are densely packed tiny cracks, as if it might break if it is moved casually.

   "You guys are bullying too much!"

  His only remaining eye reveals endless anger.

  In the void, a golden flame even began to burn, as if it would explode in the next second.

   "You are not considered human."

  He Zhao muttered secretly, but the people present were not simple people, so it is possible that they could not hear his words.

  Thus, the aura that the Mahayana Buddha had managed to condense was immediately weakened by more than three points, almost failing.

   "Ahhhhh—"

   The first three voices are from being mad with anger.

   There was a shrill [ah—] at the back, because the two iron monks didn't teach martial arts, and they came to trick and attack him, an older late-born child who was just born and suffered torture.

  Taking advantage of his 【Ahhh】, the monks each smashed the stick again.

   Then, tragedy struck.

  The roar that hadn't finished venting turned into a scream.

   "Boom!" "Boom!"

   Two sticks for the second time, but stronger than the last time.

   When the smoke cleared, I saw a huge pit with a golden bone lying in the center.

  Flesh and blood, all gone.

   Only the internal organs are barely able to maintain their functioning.

  Good guy, two attacks, four sticks down, Mahayana Buddha almost belched.

  He was dressed in jet black, making his teeth grit his teeth.

  The language of the Goddess, [The iron bird that fell from the sky, with fear and new life].

  Newborn, it saw.

  Buddha was born, it's a little bit of a falsehood, but he was born anyway.

   But fear, isn't it too f*cking fear?

  I thought it was Lord Buddha who brought great fear to the plateau.

   As a result, it found itself wrong. Obviously it was the man among the iron birds that descended from the sky, bringing enormous and incomparable fear. Instead of being forced out of the world, it would be better to hold back at the bottom of the lake all the time.

   At least, you don't have to be beaten!

  Mahayana Buddha is really tied to Q, thanks to a certain inappropriate bastard, the kind of eighteen generations of ancestors.

   When you call and meet, you don't have a good time for a second.

   "Cough cough cough cough cough."

   Still not dead?

  The two iron stick monks looked shocked. Their previous two sticks seemed simple, but they were actually elaborate blows. Don't dare to attack with all your strength, at least break through the limit and launch an attack with 120% strength.

  However, he didn't die.

   "As expected of a witch's child."

   "Catch him and bring him back to the monastery for Rinpoche to dispose of."

   Possessed by rumors, bit the bullet and rushed towards the two iron rod monks.

   Can't let Buddha son fall into the hands of Rinpoche!

  What is Rinpoche?

   originally means treasure, baby.

   In addition, it also has three meanings. One is the reincarnated eminent monk, that is, the living Buddha; the other is the person whose knowledge is a model for the world; the third is the person who has achieved a high level of practice in this world.

   Three, if the Mahayana Buddha falls into the hands of anyone, there will be no good juice to eat.

"roll!"

  With a stick in his hand, he almost didn't break the possessed monster.

  Luke is so tricky that he can't die. It has a black aura all over its body, and most of it is still removed, which is equivalent to a serious injury to its vitality. Not to mention possessing a human body, even possessing a chicken is embarrassing and treacherous.

   "Boom—"

  Just as the two iron rod monks approached the Mahayana Buddha, they saw golden flames suddenly burning from the golden bones, and then shot up into the sky like a golden meteor, piercing the sky.

  The two of them looked at each other, at a loss.

  Obviously the breath is weak, almost dead.

  Why, did the burst seed escape at the critical moment?

   Yesterday, I sent out a small fight to drink, but the result was the same.

  (end of this chapter)

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