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

"you lose."

Sanyu Wumengsheng made a move on the chessboard, the situation was divided, and Chu Liuxiang lost.

"As expected of a San Yu student."

This was already the fifth round of chess played between Chu Liuxiang and San Yu, and he had never won even one game.

"Oh, I told you not to play this with him."

Liu Qingyuan sat on the table on the other side, leaning back and looking at Chu Liuxiang's table for a few times, then immediately returned to his straight posture and continued to teach several others the innate cultivation methods.

"Anyway, let's get used to this habit of breathing in and out first..."

With the examples of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, as well as Zhang Sanfeng's accident, Liu Qingyuan began to teach Chu Liuxiang and others to contact these skills and explore the realm of innateness.

It is not required that they can soar into the sky like Zhang Sanfeng, as long as they can substantially increase the force value or movement speed of these people and give Liu Qingyuan a reason to allow these people to participate in the battlefield.

Anyway, there are so many people here, and they have everything from light kung fu, martial arts, formations, and spells. Even if you want to become a demon, you can still find a choice.

And in this way, you can see in advance what aspects they are suitable for, so that when the restrictions of the world are really broken, you will not be blinded.

But although these people are all top-notch martial arts geniuses in this world, there is still a gap between them and the training methods in the Perak worldview.

In order to ensure that everyone can fully adapt, we can only start teaching by breathing out the true energy. During this process, the more boring people, such as Chu Liuxiang, went to Sanyu Wumengsheng to play chess, and ended up with a miserable five Losing streak.

Liu Qingyuan: What is the difference between playing chess with him and actively seeking abuse?

"This feeling...is really different."

Duan Yu felt the subtle changes in himself, his eyes full of novelty.

"If I succeed, can I also go to heaven and earth like the masters?"

He has been coveting the ability of these people to fly into the sky and escape from the earth for a long time.

"That depends on how far you have practiced."

There shouldn’t be anyone like Zhang Sanfeng who suddenly has an epiphany and soars right on the spot, right? Liu Qingyuan thought with a guilty conscience, this old man is really quite unexpected. He hasn't finished the plot yet, but he is going straight to the immortal field there.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside.

"...What's going on?"

When Lu Xiaofeng heard the loud noise, she stroked her mustache and looked outside leisurely. And other people have almost the same attitude.

It's not that they don't care about the safety of this place, but since they came here, similar sounds have appeared one after another, and there are some sudden movements almost every day. In the end, if they take a closer look, they are actually nothing important.

For example, Gong Jiu was beaten by Zhi Xin again, some thorn was tongue-tied and caused trouble again, who was arguing with whom but couldn't hold back, and whose medical research or formation had not been improved...

In short, I have become accustomed to hearing "firecrackers" every day. Now when everyone hears this kind of noise, at most they poke their heads out of curiosity, and then they disperse after understanding what is going on.

Only this time, the person who appeared was somewhat unexpected.

"Buddha Sword Master?"

After the loud noise, everyone looked out and saw the Buddha sword falling to the ground holding a Buddhist plate. The opponent was obviously hit by some force. He was also a powerful person, and he had too much momentum when he landed. dusty.

"What's going on here?"

Sanyu Wumengsheng observed the sudden appearance of the Buddhist sword and said that although the Buddha disc was not unsheathed, it was still in his hand. The aura around his body was unstable, and there was a possibility that he had used force.

"It seems that this method is not feasible either."

Before Fo Jian Fen said he could open his mouth, the soul of Yun Guo Truth came later. If you look carefully, you can see that the opponent and Fo Jian Fen said were coming from the same direction.

"Holy Ksitigarbha, what are you doing?"

What's the matter? It's time for Buddha Swordsman to discuss with others this time.

Yeah? This level of sparring may be a bit dangerous for passers-by.

"It's to help the Buddha's head clean up the demonic energy on his body."

Yun Guo Truth Soul asked Fo Jianfen to adjust his breath first, and then he would come over and explain to everyone.

"If the bearer responsible for transferring the demonic energy is unavoidable, we plan to let the Buddhist swords be responsible for transferring the demonic energy separately, and then peel off the cocoon and use the Buddha disc to purify the demonic energy bit by bit."

Therefore, although the Buddha dish is held in the hand by the Buddha sword, it does not need to be unsheathed.

"Now it seems that something went wrong?"

After all, if everything goes smoothly, the Buddha's sword will not be ejected so far away. They are quite far away from where Ghost Tathagata lives.

"... Something did go wrong."

Yun Guo Truth sighed softly, "Such a stubborn demonic energy resisted when it felt the power of the Buddha's disc. The demonic energy that had been extracted collided with the Buddha's power, and then there was an impact, and the Buddha's sword was Hit it out."

"This demonic energy seems to be conscious, and it may be more harmful than anyone thinks."

This kind of demonic energy with a sense of resistance is not known to be the activity of the demonic energy itself, or is it controlled by the demonic Buddha behind it?

……

"I've already said, I won't consider it."

In an oasis, Tai Sui was sitting by a lake with his homemade fishing rod in his hand.

At this time, Tai Sui was sitting there calmly, his eyes fixed on the lake, and the black horse Feather was sitting beside him obediently. Everything looked so peaceful.

But behind this peaceful scene, there stood a person who was out of place, sitting in the realm of desire and forgetting the fate of the world.

"Why don't you want to consider it?"

Wang Chenyuan stood calmly behind Tai Sui, as if he was not worried at all about being killed by him.

"As long as you agree, the killing curse on the body of the lead will be lifted. And when you talk about Tai Sui, you don't actually care about the affairs of the Buddhist world, right?"

In fact, if his apprentice hadn't been in danger, Tai Sui probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to participate in the fight between Buddha and demon.

"My apprentice is called Tianluozi, and he is not a scheming person."

Faced with Wang Chenyuan's question, Tai Sui just replied, and then continued to hold his head against the water.

"Okay, Tenrako."

Wangchenyuan changed his name from Shanruliu to Taisui and continued to extend an olive branch to Taisui.

"The King of Hell is dead, and you have lost your substantial status in the Black Sea Prison. If you join the Realm of Desire, the demons and Buddhas will also appreciate your talents."

"..."

As expected, the people fishing quietly in front did not react at all.

"I know that you have a grudge against Tianluozi being exposed to the killing curse, but..."

"Shut up, I really don't want to hear this nonsense anymore."

Before Wang Chenyuan could say anything else, Tai Sui directly interrupted the other person's next sentence. He was really tired of hearing it.

"Wow!"

At this moment, Tai Sui moved. He stood up quickly, raised his arm, and a big fish was pulled out of the water with the rising fishing line and fell into Tai Sui's hands.

"As long as the demon Buddha does not take action, the killing curse on Tianluozi and the others will never be removed. Besides, those fake Buddhas in Foxiang have never cared about Tianluozi's life and death. As long as Mulingshan, the hope of Foxiang, is still there, they will not care. ……Well!"