Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

Chapter 276: Physician and Old Monk

“Wow!”

“Old painter, dare to yin us!”

And just as the bronze-ear painter left with the Han Feng trapped in the space of the paper, two rays of light broke out in the scroll, countless swords burst through the space like rain, and the old dumb man rose into the sky. Swords the wings, flaps their wings and moves, and there is a tendency of tens of thousands of miles in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, a huge tree grew from the picture scroll, rising from the ground, the ancient tree towering to the sky, and an old man with a broom in his hand walked out of the ancient tree, also with an angry expression, rushing along the old dumb figure.

The two soon saw that there was a figure not far in front of them, who was a copper-ear painter holding the paper-skinned man “Han Feng” in his hands.

“Get it for me!”

“That’s my apprentice!”

The old mute and the old man broom yelled at the same time, using profound and mysterious methods to attack the figure.

“Boom!”

Soon, the explosion sounded earth and earth, countless ancient trees flying between the sky and the earth, and the mud flew up, like destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

But when the picture turned around, I saw a copper-eared painter not far from one side, wearing a Chinese robe, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a piece of paper in the other, sneered, as if laughing at the recklessness of the two.

“Cough cough cough!”

However, after a short breath, the Tong Er painter’s face suddenly changed, and he coughed a few times, and only felt that his whole body was numb, and he lost half of his strength.

“Puff!”

The painter fell faintly, with only a pair of eyes, still strength, and working hard. In his eyes, he saw the dumb and old broomstick who were still fighting, and he fell to the ground and passed out unconscious.

“Shushasha!”

But he saw a man with a bronze mask appear, his hands lingering in dark green brilliance, wherever he could reach, the vegetation under his feet was withered, as if he had suffered severe poison.

“Oh! In order to poison you, I spent three nine-yin poisonous dragon hearts, you have to pay me. Of course, if this apprentice is mine, then I don’t care about these.”

The man with the bronze mask walked up to the painter and took out the “Han Feng” that was turned into a piece of paper from his arms. Then he saw the bronze-ear painter with a pair of angry eyes, and his mouth was difficult. Said: “Old poison! Despicable!”

“Hey! Talking about this, I’ve been an old man for thousands of years, and I still call the wrong name. I said it all. My name is a doctor.”

Upon seeing this, the man with the bronze mask smiled, leaving the three immobile and walking towards the depths of Qifeng.

At this moment, the paper man “Han Feng” held in his hands was detained in a strange space.

This is like a picture scroll space, mysterious and extraordinary, and although Han Feng is trapped in the picture scroll, he sees everything happening around him in his eyes.

At this moment, Han Feng was shocked. Whether it was the incomparably splendid fight, the magic of the iron pill, the magic of the sword formation, and even the painting of the magic formation, it was beyond his opinion and surprise.

Only the poison technique performed by this ‘poison master’ can be discerned from the insights of Han Feng’s Supreme Master’s poison technique, but the first rank is different.

It seems that the poison technique used by this “poison master” contains other methods, absolutely pure poison technique!

Every existence here is that powerful and lawless!

“This may be the real Practitioner world!”

Han Feng was overjoyed, no matter what kind of divine passage method or martial arts, he was curious.

At the same time, he also understood that these old guys actually wanted to accept themselves as disciples?

How can you be so attracted by so many people?

“Shoo!”

At this moment, the physician was holding Han Feng, rushing across Qifeng Mountain Road, passing through layers of mountains, and a village gradually appeared in front of him.

The village is not big, but there is a blacksmith shop, a tailor shop, a pork shop, and even a small temple. The thatched cottage is located in a normal state, as if this village is isolated and unique.

“Huh! It’s finally here!”

Upon seeing this, the doctor was overjoyed and felt the five powerful auras coming from behind, which seemed to carry boundless anger. He was suddenly shocked. Knowing that he was caught and beaten up, he immediately quickened his pace.

At the entrance of the village, there was an old monk meditating. This old monk had one arm with one hand together, his eyes closed, his face was peaceful, and his body was dazzling with Buddha’s light, and he looked like a Buddha alive.

“Old bald… old monk, do me a favor!”

Seeing the old monk who was in concentration, the doctor did not hesitate, and hurriedly came to the front and said, “Use your golden cover to keep them out of the village for three minutes! It only takes three minutes!”

“Amitābha!”

Hearing the sound, the old monk slowly raised his eyes, a pair of turbid old eyes waved with golden Buddha seals, and when he opened his mouth, the space began to wave Sanskrit sounds, which was mysterious and extraordinary.

“Doctor, old monk, this is called Vajra Demon Realm!”

The old monk said, his voice thick and dull, like a bell ringing, like thunder rolling.

“No matter what realm you are! As long as you help me block them for three quarters of an hour, I will promise you that I will move into the small temple tomorrow, recite Buddhist scriptures, and cleanse the sins in my heart!”

Feeling the breath of the distance approaching, the doctor felt anxious and said quickly.

“Give the paper man in your hand to me for safekeeping, and give it to you tomorrow!”

The old monk lifted his eyes and glanced at the doctor’s hand, and said lightly.

“You! Do you want to grab the apprentice too?”

Hearing the sound, the doctor backed back again and again in fright, holding the’Han Feng’ in the palm of his hand as if he was holding a baby.

“The old monk is just afraid that you will not keep your word. If you come tomorrow, the old monk will pay you back.”

Upon seeing this, the old monk frowned slightly and said unhurriedly.

“You won’t lie to me?” the doctor suspiciously.

“Amitābha, the monks don’t speak any words!”

The old monk put his arm on his chest, bowed his head and chanted the Buddha’s name, said.

“Okay! I believe you!”

The doctor seemed to believe in the old monk very much, and immediately handed the ‘Han Feng’ to the old monk.

“Good! Good! Good!”

The old monk said three times, and then the golden light spread out all over his body, unexpectedly condensing a huge Dharma form in the void, covering the sky and the earth.

This is the Vajra Demon World!

But soon, the doctor thought about it wrong. He only felt that the light was nothing but a manifestation, and there was no Zen in it, and even Buddha lines did not exist at all.

“No! This is not Vajra Demon Realm! Old monk, you lie to me!”

The doctor was anxious, turning around to theory, but still wondering where there was any old monk at the entrance of the village.

There was only an empty skin bag, weak and crispy, and it exploded into tens of millions of fragments with just one move, and collapsed between the heavens and the earth.

In the distance, a humpbacked mother-in-law is carrying a small basket with needles and needles in the basket, and there is also a paper man ‘Han Feng’.

“It’s you! Granny Luo! Do you dare to lie to me!”

Seeing the hump-backed mother-in-law who was running into the village on tiptoe, the doctor showed shame on her face and hurried to chase after her.

When she saw this, Grandma Luo was shocked, and immediately speeded up her pace, but just as she was about to enter the village, a boundless golden light spread, and the space was filled with boundless Buddha patterns and endless Buddha sounds.

“Vajra Demon World!”

Grandma Luo was shocked. When she looked up, she saw that in the boundless golden sea, a golden Buddha statue was located in the golden light, surrounded by a large piece of Sanskrit seals. Then a one-armed old monk walked out of the middle Buddha, staring at the Buddha’s light and looking at Grandma Luo. .

“What! Old drawings! Do you want to grab the apprentice too?”

Upon seeing this, Mother Luo was shocked, her old face straightened, and she said solemnly.

“Boom!”

But seeing the old monk, did not speak, his body was sitting down, and he smashed it out with one hand, and many heavenly dragons appeared.

Dharma, eight dragon thunder tactics!