I brush achievement points in the heavens

Chapter 50
this moment.

Countless masters inside and outside Daxing City looked up at the sky and stared at the sky.

The fairy-like figure gradually solidified, dressed in white clothes, with black long hair tied up casually, and his aura blended with the heaven and the earth, like a god and a fairy, making people feel ashamed.

There are even many people kneeling down in the street, seeking the protection of the immortals.

"Amitabha." The four holy monks proclaimed the Buddha's name and pressed their hearts in shock.

The old fisherman put down his fishing rod, his face was full of shock, and he muttered to himself: "It turns out that the Tao has reached the extreme, and it is so bright that you can't look directly at it. My path seems to be wrong."

"Sorry, it's late." Zhong Ke smiled slightly, scanning the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and noticed various auras, bright or dark.

Among them, the most powerful auras are undoubtedly the old fisherman and the man with the knife that separate the two banks of Yong'an Canal, the weaker ones are the high-rise Liao Kong and the four holy monks, and there is a very familiar demon in a certain house. The smell of Dafa, a monk was vaguely seen on the outside watching.

He didn't bother to distinguish the rest, they were no different from ants.

The Jianghu people present were so shocked beyond words. No one dared to ask about the whereabouts of Duke Yang’s treasure house. Go up and end in vain.

"Pan."

The golden bell struck again.

The four holy monks let out a long cry, and their figures shot out from the tall building, separating the four corners and surrounding Zhong Ke in the center.The auras of the four holy monks blended and complemented each other, and unexpectedly burst out a powerful aura.

Song Que walked down the Yuema Bridge calmly, with his pride, he never wanted to besieged with others.

"Amitabha."

Zhong Ke stood quietly in the center of the storm with a calm expression.

"You have gone astray, follow me back to Zen and practice again." Daoxin said lightly, proclaiming the Buddha's name.

"Oh?" Zhong Ke smiled, "If you can accept my palm, why not go back with you?"

The cultivation method in his body was running, and there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds between the flesh and blood. The Sanskrit sounds penetrated the soul, just like a Tathagata breathing personally. He contemplated the Buddha in the sea of ​​consciousness, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the earth with the other.

The four holy monks trembled together, as if seeing a Buddha standing in the world!

He raised his hand slowly, and a phantom of Buddha appeared behind him. He stepped down from the lotus platform with a compassionate face, and his eyes full of wisdom scanned the surroundings, as if he could see through all the filth in the world.

"When people walk in evil ways, how can they see the Tathagata?" The four holy monks were both physically and mentally shaken, and wanted to pay homage to them.

"Boom!" The space froze at this moment, and the masters of the rivers and lakes watching the battle on both sides of the strait felt breathless, and their blood surged up. A huge palm print waved from Zhong Ke's hand, blasting towards Daoxin with an extremely strong wave of energy. .

The strong energy awakened the four holy monks in an instant. The four holy monks all moved together and responded to the palm with their strongest attack, but the palm force did not dissipate. The four great holy monks were exhausted, and they were about to be ashamed on the spot.

"Is this still human martial arts?" A master muttered to himself, lost his mind.

Fan Qinghui's mind was shaken, and he wanted to draw his sword several times, but under such a majestic momentum, he didn't have the courage to draw the sword.

The old fisherman stood up, his eyes full of shock, and he wanted to make a move to seek life for the four holy monks.

"Pan."

Holding the golden bell empty-handed, he walked leisurely down from the tall building, and walked slowly towards the Yuema Bridge, his breath slowly blending into the sky and the earth, his steps seemed slow but fast, and he reached the Yuema Bridge almost in the blink of an eye.

He rang the golden bell, which turned into an invisible air wave, freezing the space for a moment, and then stretched out his monk robe, rolling Daoxin out of the battle group.

Daoxin sprayed a bloody arrow, his expression was sluggish, and the Buddha's heart was destroyed for decades.

"Ding. You defeated the four great monks and achieved the achievement. Reward: Spirit +4."

The four holy monks seal the magic circle seamlessly, break it!

Zhong Ke quietly looked at Liaokong in front of him. This was the first person he met in this world. Regardless of Buddhist prejudices, it really helped him a lot. Let him read the martial arts classics of Jingnian Zen. Allowing him to understand his Tathagata Divine Palm, this kindness prompted him to finally withdraw.

"Buddha's true meaning?" Liao Kong looked at Yu Bo and sighed. This child has the fate of Buddha, but he abandons Buddhism, and he also helps the evildoers. What a sinful fate.

"The abbot might as well retreat quickly, because of past affection, I don't want to embarrass you." Zhong Ke said leisurely.

"Amitabha." He uttered the Buddha's name empty-mouthed, and the closed-mouthed meditation for decades was broken. "The donor comes from Zen Buddhism, so he should also return to Zen Buddhism."

Zhong Ke sighed and said, "The abbot is not my opponent, I don't want to kill you."

Liao Kong stopped talking, his heart was like a stone, and his will was firm. He vowed to bring Zhong Ke back to Zen and practice Buddhism again.He said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Ning, please help me."

"Ning Sanren? Hasn't he retired to the mountains and forests? He's here too?" The Jianghu master looked around, wanting to catch a glimpse of the demeanor of the Central Plains master.

The old fisherman threw away his bamboo hat with a dignified expression, his five long beards fluttering with the wind.

"The shame of Taoism." Zhong Ke looked at the old Taoist priest who was faintly integrated with nature, and said lightly.

Ning Daoqi was taken aback for a moment, and instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.He is so powerful that no one in the world would dare to say this to him. He has always had no desires or desires, and a trace of anger flashed across his natural and refined face.

I saw him let out a long roar, his figure flashed, and he rushed straight to the bridge.

Using wonderful and natural techniques with both hands, weaving an invisible but tangible air net, his eyes were dignified, looking for the flaws in Zhong Ke's body, as long as Zhong Ke's air machine was pierced by a flaw in the air net, he would have to bear his accumulation. It exploded!
"Pan."

He rang the golden bell in his empty hand, and sent out a soul-stirring sound wave, which rolled straight towards Zhong Ke, trying to pull Zhong Ke's energy and break his illusory world.

The two masters had never joined forces, but as soon as they joined forces, there was a tacit understanding, and the two mysterious and mysterious auras instantly enveloped him.

Song Que caressed the Heavenly Knife lightly, and there was a strong fighting intent in his eyes.

As Ning Daoqi approached, those hands seemed to be chasing the virtual bird, jumping up and down, fluttering freely, and the virtual and the real.It actually creates a strange scene of two little birds playing in the air.

"If it's only to this extent, Ning Daoqi, your way will stop here." Zhong Ke said lightly, the crystal-like jade right hand swung out without any change, and the virtual bird seemed to be directly captured by this hand. Captured, let out a whine.

"boom."

Ning Daoqi was shocked, his hands trembled, and he flew backwards a few feet away.

"You can come too." Zhong Ke looked up at Song Que, who was full of fighting spirit, and said, without waiting for Song Que's answer, his eyes shot out a breathtaking sword light, which came very fast, and directly locked on Song Que between the eyebrows.

"Chong."

Song Que's eyes froze, the Heavenly Knife pierced through the void, the light of the knife was shining, and there was nothing but the knife.

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