Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"People's words are scary."

Just four words, but like a sigh, it hit Chu Liuxiang's heart hard. This tone does not sound like a simple guess, but like... personal experience.

"Are people's words to be feared..."

Reminded by these four words, Chu Liuxiang remembered a lot of things. Before Shaoshi Mountain was besieged, the matter with Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan, was still intensifying, and the matter with Dragon Saber and Xie Xun had been making a fuss.

Since these innates appeared in public, rumors of strange powers and chaos have spread everywhere. Seeking immortality and seeking mountains to worship Buddha have become the obsession of many people. There is no way to refute the truth or falsehood.

"In other words, it is very possible for Bielie Chan to use the common people to spread rumors?"

"Biebie Chan is very familiar with this kind of work. The last dispute between the three religions was behind the instigation of Biebie Chan."

"Instigate dissension and instigate the people, and then a large group of brainless people will join in to cause trouble, forcing the righteous party to a dead end, and then they will jump out and lead a wave of arrogant speeches."

Feng Monk Baiyunjian raised a finger and tapped his forehead, his expression seemed to be a little irritated when he thought of something. When combined together, it was a special feeling of helplessness.

"This kind of trick is simply a standard tool for some villains. They have to do it again every few scenes. It's really disgusting!"

"Uh, Master Baiyun Sword?"

Chu Liuxiang could see this bored attitude, but he didn't understand much of the other party's words. Why was there still drama? Where did the drama come from?

"Bai Yunjian talks like this, don't worry about it."

"……Oh."

Forget it, he knew more than one eminent monk in the Buddhist world who didn't speak human language. At least Baiyunjian still spoke mostly in vernacular, and he wouldn't be like Zambiboluo who couldn't understand half of a sentence.

"You two, are you very experienced?"

The process was all explained, obviously from personal experience.

"In a sense, everyone is very experienced."

Ask Bodhi shook his fan and finally sighed heavily.

"In this matter, there are people who are more ruthless and cruel than Bibie Chan."

"Therefore, we need to pay more attention to Bielie Chan's actions, at least not to let the people be deceived by him."

"But..."

Wind Monk Baiyun Jian fell into deep thought.

"Based on my chat with Fangfang, it seems that Farewell Chan looks more like the legendary eminent monk than the two of us."

If they went to refute the rumors in person, they might be regarded as liars.

"...Don't I look like that?"

Q Bodhi asked.

"Anyway, by the standards here, the two of us don't look much alike."

Look at Asking Bodhi and Feng Seng Baiyunjian, a red-colored noble son, a white-haired young knight, and Farewell Chan is dressed in gold with a head full of relics. It is obvious that their credibility is low.

"It's true, ordinary people can't tell the difference."

Chu Liuxiang also understood that even if there were overwhelming notices from the court, for ordinary people with no experience, they would still first see who looks more like a Buddha in the traditional sense.

Speaking of which, there was one thing that he had really been curious about for a long time. Why was the relic condensed on his head? And at first glance, it looks so similar to the "flesh and temples" in the thirty-two signs, that sometimes I really don't dare to think more about it.

"...Let's go to the Yamen again tomorrow."

The safest way is to ask the government to issue a wanted warrant and let everyone identify the person directly by his appearance. As for why not go now? When Wind Monk Bai Yunjian followed the caravan into the city, the sun was already setting. It was getting dark when he finished explaining the location of the bandits and said goodbye to the caravan. Please respect the curfew here.

It doesn't matter if you don't respect them. You can't pick people up at night and issue arrest warrants. Chu Liuxiang has been in the business of robbing the rich and giving to the poor for a long time. He is used to going out at night, but the government office may not be able to get used to it. Moreover, the two of them, Buddhist monks, can't even pick up people's windows at night.

At the same time, Wudang Mountain.

"What's the strategy for coming here at night, a dark and windy night that kills people?"

Jianzi Xianji looked at Tianchi Jiye in front of him. Although it was already dark now, according to common sense, most people would choose to sneak in, such as when Ai Huo Nurong went to the Shaolin Temple.

However, Tian Chi Ji Ye and Wen Tian En Enemy were not on the same side. They directly fought over with great fanfare. I don’t know whether they were trying to cover up Farewell Zen or simply felt that they were not needed.

But looking at the people on both sides, no one is dressed in a way that can be easily hidden. They really don't seem to need to hide.

"Xia Bodhi, you are indeed here."

Seeing Xia Bodhi standing opposite with a sword, Tian Chi Jiye knew in his heart that what his natural enemy said was true. If he was really killed by Xia Bodhi, it would not be unjust for him to die in the opposite way.

"Jianzi, can't you say something nice?"

What is a dark, windy, murderous night? Can you say something nice?

"Ha, then..."

Hearing this, Jianzi Xianji thought for a moment.

"Three against two, the advantage is mine."

"...You'd better stop talking."

It feels like planting a sure-losing flag.

"Hand over a page of the book, and I might consider sparing your life."

At this time, Tianchi Jiye conscientiously implemented his plan to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, and even proposed a one-page book as the goal.

"This is not okay."

Xia Bodhi took a step forward, his attitude already clear. In the end, the few people did not speculate and started fighting directly. Jianzi Xianji and Shulou Longsu went to deal with Fo Jianfen, and Xia Bodhi guided Tianchi Jiye to go further away.

The battle between the two of them caused no less damage than the last duel between Tianchi Jiye and Tamazhi Xiang. At this time, the two sides fighting in the front are actually "moving the tiger away from the mountain."

And Farewell Zen took advantage of the chaotic battle situation to sneak into the depths of Wudang Mountain to find his goal this time, a one-page book.

〖Farewell Zen: How strange. The real one-page book is fighting with me outside, but I have to come in to find the fake one-page book. 〗

〖Farewell Zen: @六清元, let’s discuss it, or else I’ll just wrap it up. 〗

〖Liu Qingyuan: Why are you so sad? 〗

〖Farewell Zen: Because you haven’t been shouted at by everyone (?_?)〗

〖Liu Qingyuan: It can be completed, but it can only be the completion of "Farewell Zen". 〗

〖Farewell Zen: Then I put on the ghost's skin and continue to work, right? 〗

〖Liu Qingyuan: shredded coconut~(^_?)☆〗

〖Farewell Zen: (╬?_?)〗

"Strange, why is there no one in Wudang?"

This time is not yet late at night, and not all people will be asleep after dark, and there is such a high-profile Tianchi Jiye ahead. Why is it so quiet in the depths of Wudang?

"Did they move in advance? No."

Farewell Zen squinted at the furnishings in the courtyard. There was no dust on the floor of the back hall. The plants in the courtyard had just been taken care of, and the atmosphere of life was very strong. Therefore, the people in Wudang Mountain did not move out, but hid.

"It's a pity, I still want to see people who can still reach that level by themselves in today's world."

Zhang Sanfeng, who lived for hundreds of years and was suspected of cultivating immortality in the world of martial arts, was actually so obedient that he hid with all his Wudang disciples.