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

The sudden sound of poetry caught the two men off guard. Lu Xiaofeng swore that he was just talking casually, but he never knew that a real innate person would appear.

Zhu Ting was not clear about the situation, but Lu Xiaofeng was. There were only three places with innate people, and the road they were taking would not lead to any of those places. Moreover, he had never heard of this poem, so he had no idea whether it was an enemy or a friend.

This sound of "insertion" immediately controlled everyone in the venue. Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Ting were surprised, while the people who came to besiege them thought that they were here to compete with them for the Rakshasa card, and both sides stopped what they were doing.

"Who is playing tricks? Come out here!"

Since the poem was uttered, everyone heard the sound, but no one else appeared. People who were not aware of the characteristics of innate people thought that the sound was spread over their heads by internal force, so they sighed in their hearts that the other party had strong internal force and did not dare to act rashly, but they did not show any weakness.

At this moment, a golden light shone down from the sky, and a figure emerged from the golden light, falling to the ground with his hands clasped together.

The most striking thing was not his excellent appearance, or the exquisitely made gold-patterned cassock he was wearing, but his hair, which was a very bright blue color, like both the sky and the lake.

His hair accessories are also very special. The general outline is a circle. Upon closer inspection, there are fan-shaped peacock feather headdresses on both sides. Combined with the decorations on both ends, it looks like two birds facing each other, forming a "perfect" shape as a whole.

"Okay, we don't have to fight."

After seeing the person clearly, Lu Xiaofeng sat back on the carriage frame with confidence and said this to Zhu Ting who stuck his head out.

"...How did you tell?"

Zhu Ting was becoming more and more confused about his childhood friend. No matter how much he trusted Lu Xiaofeng, the other party couldn't just leave him without giving any explanation.

"How should I put it... temperament?"

Lu Xiaofeng himself couldn't explain this clearly, but after he saw the master's appearance clearly, he felt that he was a friendly force.

Perhaps this feeling is what is called "practice makes perfect"?

"Amitabha, these donors are evil and vicious. It is not a just way to use the majority to bully the minority."

"Something's wrong, retreat first!"

The story of the innate man had long been spread throughout the martial arts world. Even if they did not recognize who Xinyan Shutai was, they could tell that he was not a normal person by looking at his unusual hair color and overly gorgeous attire. Moreover, until now, there was still a faint layer of Buddha's light on the person in front of them.

Therefore, Xinyan Shutai did not need to say much, and the people surrounding the carriage automatically retreated, and soon no one could be seen. No matter how attractive the Rakshasa card was, you had to be alive to get it. They already knew Lu Xiaofeng's whereabouts, and when the time came, they would spread the news, and others would come to test it.

Seeing the person running away, Xinyan Shutai did not chase after him, but turned around to look at Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Ting.

"Are the two donors alright?"

"It's okay, thank you for your help, Master."

Having met so many great Buddhist monks, except for those like Jinbai, this was the first time Lu Xiaofeng had seen a bright blue Buddhist like Xinyan Shutai. Even the former Shi Zhi Galan was mainly dressed in white, with a touch of porcelain-like blue-green.

"I'm Lu Xiaofeng, and this is my friend Zhu Ting. May I know what your name is, Master?"

He was already very familiar with dealing with these people, so there was no need for excessive courtesy. He could just ask directly and to the point.

"I am the special platform of the Nirvana Brahma Temple, and my Dharma name is Xinyan."

"Mie Du Fan Yu... So you are a fellow disciple of Master Buddha Sword?"

I didn't expect that this person is actually an acquaintance. However, the Buddhists who came out of Nie Du Fan Yu, Fo Jian Fen Shuo, Wen Bodhi, Jing Ru Chan, and this Master Xin Yan, all of them have their own styles, and it is impossible to tell that they are from the same school.

"Donor, do you know Buddha Sword? I wonder where he is now?"

Hearing the name of Fo Jianfen, Xin Yanshutai became visibly anxious. Lu Xiaofeng could tell at a glance that he was looking for someone urgently.

But he clearly remembered that people from the Buddhist sect usually went out through the passage built by Tianfoyuanxiang. If he wanted to talk with the Buddha Sword, couldn't he just ask the people from Tianfoyuanxiang?

Moreover, Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Ting are currently halfway to the capital, and are not close to the intersection with Tianfoyuanxiang.

"Master, didn't you go to Tianfoyuan Township?"

"The Nirvana Palace is very far away from the Buddha Land, and the situation of the Nirvana Palace is..."

Xin Yanshutai was silent for a moment, as if he had thought of something. The two people in front of him were just outsiders, so it was not appropriate to tell them in detail what had happened.

"Anyway, could you please tell me the location of my Buddha Sword? Xinyan would be very grateful."

"Master Buddha Sword, as well as Saint Pious and Master Chuan Deng are all in the capital. We are also going to the capital. Why don't you come with us, Buddha?"

Hearing this, Zhu Ting couldn't help but tug at Lu Xiaofeng's sleeve.

"no problem?"

"Don't worry, it's no problem."

Since he is the master of Fojian Fenshuo, judging from the sense of security that Fojian Fenshuo gives people, it is very unlikely that this newly appeared master is a bad person. Moreover, Lu Xiaofeng can feel that this master is really anxious, and he is afraid that something has happened to Miedu Fanyu.

"Master Chuandeng is here too? That's great..."

Xinyan Shutai breathed a sigh of relief. The people he was looking for were together. This way he could save a lot of time and call them back to Miedu Fanyu as soon as possible.

Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Ting needed someone who could scare away the inexplicable blockers, and Xinyan Shutai needed someone to help lead the way. The two parties hit it off and decided to travel together.

"Your friendship skills are really getting better and better."

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng pulled people into their team with just a few words, and started to get close to them through the people they mentioned, Zhu Ting really admired this guy's calmness, as he could go up and chat with anyone.

Although he did not quite approve of Lu Xiaofeng's uneven level of friendship, but in terms of the number of friends, Zhu Ting had seen Lu Xiaofeng as a genius who had friends all over the world since he was a child.

"Master is one of us. By the way, what is this Rakshasa card those people are talking about?"

When it comes to the word "Rakshasa", the only thing Lu Xiaofeng can think of is the Rakshasa Sect of the Western Regions, but whether it is the Rakshasa Sect or the Jade Rakshasa, it has nothing to do with him.

"I don't know either, but I heard that the leader of the Western Demon Cult, Yu Luosha, died. This Luosha card might be related to him."

Because Zhu Ting put all his attention on the art of mechanical engineering, he just casually listened to most of the rumors and soon forgot them completely. Only the news of Yu Luosha's death was special. Zhu Ting only remembered this about what happened to Luosha Sect, and he knew far less than Sikong Zhaixing.

The reason why Sikong Zhaixing knew so much information was, firstly, because he also liked to listen to the excitement, unlike Zhu Ting who was as busy.

Secondly, except for those who have innate abilities like those with cheats, no one can see through Sikong Zhaixing's disguise. As long as he is interested and wants to find out, he can sneak into the entire Rakshasa Sect to get the news except for Yu Rakshasa.

"What? Yu Luosha is dead?!"

Lu Xiaofeng's shock was not exaggerated at all. The Western Regions were short of supplies, and the forces there were not only complicated but also mostly vicious. After the death of Shi Guanyin, the Desire Realm had also been causing trouble. After several twists and turns, the Rakshasa Cult was still standing intact at the top of the Western Regions, which was enough to show the ability of the Jade Rakshasa.

There used to be people in the world of Jianghu. Even without the Rakshasa Sect, Jade Raksha was still the feared Jade Raksha. But if the Rakshasa Sect lost Jade Raksha, there would no longer be the Western Demon Sect.

How strong is Yu Luosha? He is invincible in the entire Western Regions. He can use his internal strength to form a mist that covers his face. To this day, no one knows what he looks like, and even the gender of the man is blurred.

How could such a powerful person die so suddenly?

"Yu Luosha is dead...what about Yu Tianbao?"

"I don't know about that. Without Yu Luosha, he probably won't be able to live a good life."

Everyone knows that Yu Tianbao is a hopeless person. Without his father Yu Luosha to back him up, and with his status as the young master of the Luosha sect, Yu Tianbao might even have trouble staying alive.

The Rakshasa card that those people are talking about now might be related to these things, but Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled. He has been traveling between Beijing and Jiangnan recently. What do the Rakshasa Cult and the Rakshasa card have to do with him?

He is not that monkey-like Sikong Zhaixing who would send a notification letter when he sees something interesting and then steal it to play with it for a few days.

"I don't even know what a Rakshasa card looks like, yet they came to me to ask for it first."

"You are such a troublemaker."

With Xinyan Shutai accompanying them, Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Ting saved a lot of effort. And because Lu Xiaofeng was in trouble for no apparent reason, they sped up. If Zhu Ting was not too fat to carry, Lu Xiaofeng would have wanted to ask Xinyan Shutai if he could use Huaguang to carry him.

Lu Xiaofeng: I have been craving for Hua Guang for a year. When will I be able to learn it?

The greatest function of Xinyan Shutai is that anyone who comes to cause trouble will run away just by standing there. Nowadays, the understanding of innate people in the martial arts world is still not very clear, but they have understood the most important part, which is that if you see someone who looks like a innate person, run away, and no one can beat him.

At the same time, some of the hidden means were useless to these people. For example, now, a sharp arrow shot towards the carriage, but before it hit the target, it was intercepted by Xinyan Shutai.

From the perspective of Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Ting, he didn't even look at it specifically, but just closed his eyes and recited the scriptures as usual. He raised his hand casually, and the arrow was caught in his hand.

Although Lu Xiaofeng could intercept flying arrows, it required him to use his most famous martial art, the Lingxi Finger. It was impossible for Lu Xiaofeng to intercept arrows without even opening his eyes like Xinyan Shutai did.

"Hey, do you smell a strange smell?"

"……is a bit."

After Zhu Ting's reminder, Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his nose and found that there was indeed a strange smell around him.

"There's kerosene on the arrows."

Xinyan Shutai opened his eyes and looked at the arrow in his hand carefully. When he grabbed the arrow just now, he felt a sticky touch on his hand and a pungent smell. This was clearly an arrow coated with kerosene.

No matter how exquisite Zhu Ting's carriage was, it was made of wood. If an arrow coated with kerosene was shot at it and a rocket followed it, the whole carriage would be destroyed.

"Kerosene? I shouldn't be so hated, right?"

There are many people who want to kill Lu Xiaofeng, but not many want to burn him to death in such a high-profile manner. In the martial arts world, everyone fights alone, and killing people is done by means such as assassination and poisoning.

Even though Lu Xiaofeng has become the target of most people's attack because of the Rakshasa card, Lu Xiaofeng does not believe that the group of people will unite and burn him with fire.

If nothing else, as long as the Rakshasa card is a treasure, Lu Xiaofeng dares to guarantee that these people will not be able to unite. Even the person who leaked his information is thinking of sending others to die for him. This is also his experience as an old man in the world.

"It seems that the effect of this Rakshasa card is greater than we thought. It is here to silence us."

If that were the case, who else could have organized a group of people to attack them in such an organized way? The answer was simple: it could only be the Rakshasa Cult.

"Once I get to the capital, I will definitely check this Rakshasa card carefully."

A piece of unknown sign attracted a double siege from the martial arts world and the evil sect. Even though Lu Xiaofeng didn't have that thing in his hand at the moment, his curiosity was aroused.

Xinyan Shutai glanced around and took the initiative to move away from the carriage.

"You two can go ahead, I will take care of the rest."

"Okay, Boss Zhu, please sit still, and don't fall."

"...What are you going to do?"

Zhu Ting knew his childhood friend too well. When he saw that the other party agreed and then told him to sit tight with a chuckle, he knew that this guy was about to do something naughty.

"Of course I listen to the master."

Lu Xiaofeng calmed the horse pulling the cart and held the reins tightly in his hands.

"Just keep going!"

The carriage rushed forward under the driving of Lu Xiaofeng. Zhu Ting's carriage had been modified by himself, and because it carried a lot of things, it should be stable and heavy. However, due to Lu Xiaofeng's driving, the official road turned into a bumpy wild road.

Fortunately, Zhu Ting had some martial arts skills, otherwise, with his physique, he would have rolled into a ball after being shaken by the carriage.

The moment the carriage started moving, a large number of arrows shot from the sky, including rockets and ordinary arrows. However, based on the experience just now, those that looked ordinary were probably already soaked in kerosene.

With this design, even if the bullet did not hit the carriage, it would cause a fire wherever it landed. If the scale was large enough, the enemy could even cover up their actions by saying it was a forest fire.

"Amitabha."

Xinyan Shutai stood in place, clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. A strong wind suddenly blew around him, and his cloak and hair flew up into the air.

As he raised his hand, Buddha's light suddenly appeared, the Dharma seal rotated, and with just one palm from the Xinyan Shutai, the flying arrows stopped in mid-air, and the rockets extinguished and fell to the open space below.

If you look closely, you will find that not only the flames attached to the rockets have been extinguished, but all the arrows have broken and can no longer hurt people, and even the smell of kerosene has disappeared.

"Hiss, this is too amazing."

The carriage had a rear window, and Zhu Ting looked out the rear window at Xinyan Shutai and blocked the rain of arrows with his palm.

"This Master Xinyan looks so weak, the wind from this palm feels like it can blow me up."

"The master is half a head taller than you. How could you think he is weak?"

Although Zhu Ting's appearance was fat, his height was normal for men, not too tall, but not short and fat either. Xin Yan Shutai was more than half a head taller than him excluding his hairstyle, and his figure did not look thin at all. Lu Xiaofeng really didn't understand why his childhood friend thought Xin Yan Shutai was weak.

In other words, the faces of these Buddhist masters are prettier than those of women, but when they stand up, they are much taller than ordinary men. You can tell at a glance that they are ruthless martial artists.

After the rain of arrows came and Xinyan Shutai blocked it, there was no follow-up. After making sure that the remaining arrows on the ground would not catch fire, he went directly to the high ground where the rain of arrows came from.

After all, this is an official road with wide open areas on all sides and few places for ambushes. The other party must be in a hurry so they chose to do this on the official road.

"Alright, alright, stop running!"

Seeing Xinyan Shutai's figure disappear, Zhu Ting hurriedly told Lu Xiaofeng to stop the carriage and wait for others to come back.

"Ouch, it's so bumpy. I specially modified the axle. How can you run so bumpy?"

"I'm doing this for our safety."

Lu Xiaofeng stopped the carriage and listened to Zhu Ting's description. The rain of arrows behind them only came once, which made him feel strange. If the other side really wanted to silence them, it would definitely be an overwhelming and desperate shooting of arrows.

Because after passing the next intersection, they would be near the capital city. If the Rakshasa Cult wanted to launch another assassination, they would have to consider the spies from the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Six Gates.

Xinyan Shutai did not reappear until a long time later. Judging from his appearance, he did not seem to be going to deal with the person who attacked him from behind.

"What's up, Master?"

"When I went there, someone had already subdued those archers."

"All the archers?"

"Yes."

The two could not help but exclaim in surprise. Judging from the rain of arrows just now, there were quite a few people hiding on the other side. The time from Xinyan Shutai blocking the arrows to chasing them was also very short. Who could subdue all the people in such a short time?

"…Is there more?"

What Lu Xiaofeng was referring to is the innate.