Da Bong fights more people

As he said, it can be learned in one or three days, but Xu Qi'an only took one hour.

No, in fact, you are a genius who teaches students...... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"But if every time I use this knife, I have to be beaten first, isn't it too bad?"

Chu Yuanzhen replied: "That's why I said that getting started is easy, but mastering it is difficult. Your current spirit needs external stimulation, and you cannot actively display it."

Ah, there is another secret method to practice...but I am still the boy who waited to die after a single cut...Xu Qi'an felt that his path of cultivation had fallen into a certain trap... an irreversible state.

He learned more and more things, but the means of dealing with the enemy were still monotonous and extreme.

"However, my explosive power is getting stronger and stronger. I don't know if there will be a day when I become a real master in the world and no one can stop me?"

..........

That night, Xu Qi'an overheard his second uncle talking about the battle in the Nancheng arena as expected.

"It is said that a very powerful swordsman still failed to defeat the monk from the Western Regions." Uncle Xu said with emotion.

"There are so many masters in the capital, even a young monk can't beat them." My aunt chatted casually while eating.

"There are many masters in the capital, but it doesn't sound good to spread the word by bullying the small. There are quite a few young masters, but it is said that it is the unique invincibility of Buddhism, let alone the same realm, even if it is a higher level, it may not be able to break."

Xu Ershu popularized science for his wife with long hair and short knowledge.

After hearing this, my aunt shivered and said, "In such a big capital city, you can't even pick out an outstanding young man. Only my Erlang doesn't practice martial arts, otherwise he would knock the little monk out with one punch."

Xu Erlang quickly waved his hands: "No, no, mother, I can't do it."

After a pause, he said: "The Western Region Mission has indeed become a bit arrogant. Recently, they were drinking with their classmates and talking about it, and they were quite upset. There is a monk in Beicheng who recites scriptures and lectures every day, and thousands of people listen to scriptures every day. It takes an hour or two to listen to it, but those people are poor people, how can they afford it?

"There's also that little monk in Nancheng who, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, uttered wild words, but the warriors in the capital can't do anything to him. The students all said that warriors can only fight in the nest."

These words offended Xu Dalang and Xu Ershu at the same time.

"You scholars only have one mouth, and you can talk about thousands of words." Xu Qi'an sneered.

"rational."

Xu Pingzhi praised his nephew, and by the way suppressed his son Zhong Huiyuan, his wife who was growing increasingly swollen: "Erlang is not suitable for practicing martial arts. On the contrary, Lingyin has fat arms and legs. He has plenty of strength and is more talented than him."

Xu Lingyue glanced at her younger sister who was buried in eating meat, and covered her mouth with a chuckle: "At that time, I will really eat the poor family."

After chatting for a few words, the second uncle sighed: "Don't talk about scholars, none of the colleagues in Yudaowei are angry. Western monks are too arrogant."

There is a reason for the arrogance of the Buddhist sect. They came to Xingshi to inquire about their crimes... Xu Qi said with peace of mind.

..........

Night falls.

The monk in the blue robe returned to the station, went straight to see Master Du'er, folded his hands together, and said, "Master Uncle, the supervisor still doesn't see you."

In the orange candlelight, Master Duer's wrinkled face was half reflected by the candlelight and half hidden in the shadows.

"Understood, you go down."

The monk retreated.

Master Du'er closed his eyes again, and a golden light shot into the sky from the top of the sky.

The golden light rose slowly, pierced the night sky, and disappeared. After a few seconds, dark clouds rolled in the night sky, and thunder broke out.

In the billowing black clouds, a ray of golden light shone, and then, a frenzied wave of golden light enveloped the entire capital.

The cloud and mist trembled violently, revealing a Buddha's face, with wide-open eyes and upturned eyebrows.

This Dharma statue is huge, its face alone is half the size of the capital city.

In the capital, the common people were not affected at all, but all the cultivators felt fear and fear in their hearts at the same time, crawling and trembling like small animals in the spring thunder.

Xu Qi'an woke up from his sleep, rushed out of the room with a pale face, looked up at the sky, and saw a golden Buddha's face fixed in the sky above the capital.

This scene has only been seen in my life, just like the Buddha descending, overlooking the world from the clouds.

"Kang......"

The doors of the East Wing and the room next door were pushed open at the same time, and Xu Ershu and Xu Erlang rushed out. The father and son kept shaking their legs and looked up at the sky.

"Father, big brother....... Is the Western Region Buddhism going to make a move in the capital?" Xu Erlang trembled.

Xu Pingzhi was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a terrifying scene in his life.

"Jianzheng, why don't you dare to see me?"

At this time, Fa Xiang spit out human words, like a thunderclap, the sound echoed and resounded throughout the capital.

"This shit... the high-level combat power in this world is really terrifying..." Xu Qi'an sighed while shaking his legs.

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PS: I took a long time to come out, thinking about three or four thousand updates is meaningless, so I kept writing after the early hours of last night. I wanted to write [-] words, but later realized that I overestimated myself.

Today is still two chapters, unchanged.This big chapter should be regarded as compensation.

Remember to help correct the error, I will sleep first

Chapter 57 Vajra's angry eyes

Xu Qi'an really wanted to get angry, and shouted: Wife, come out and see the Buddha.

However, he didn't have a wife, and the heavy coercion emanating from the Dharma figure made him unable to raise any emotions, and instinctively wanted to kneel down and worship.

Supervisor, why don't you dare to see me?

Following the thunderous shouts, Xu Pingzhi, who was struggling to support his knees, gave way and fell to the ground.

At the same time of fear, humiliation surged in his heart, Second Uncle Xu propped his hands on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Ning Yan, farewell, don't kneel, stand up, stand up!!"

The last three words were yelled out.

After yelling, Xu Pingzhi couldn't get any response from his nephew or son. He looked up and saw his son was holding on to the pillar, with bulging veins on his forehead, as if he was struggling to support himself.

The nephew was leaning against the door, leaning on the knife with both hands, stubbornly looking up at the sky in the night sky.

Then, the son and nephew looked over at the same time.

The atmosphere froze for a while, but fortunately Xu Cijiu and Xu Ningyan looked away calmly.