Diary of the Naruto Healer

The drizzle was still falling, and the puddles were rippled. On the road only a mile or two away from Shaoshi Mountain, more than ten people rode fast horses and came through the rain. It was hard to express in my heart to rush anxiously in the rain.

Running, on horseback.

Gu Mi raised his gaze slightly, and in the black screen was the outline of a majestic mountain, hiding behind the rain.

"If this happened, Six Doors would have failed in its duty." He exhaled, and the white mist dispersed from his mouth.

Over there, the tall man walking side by side was silent for a moment, tightened his serrated knife in his hand: "Everything in the world is unpredictable...We can't predict everything, so let's try our best to save some."

In the silence, there were some sighs.

Gu Mi shook the horse's reins and shouted angrily: "Drive"

Xilulu...neighed, and the horse's hooves suddenly accelerated, and more than ten riders sprinted madly through the rain, heading towards the foot of the mountain in front.

.......

咚咚

咚

Soon after, a desolate, heavy bell rang out from the mountain.

In the drizzle, in the distance, a raging fire broke out in the Temple of the Heavenly King. The fire reflected half of the sky red. Black smoke rolled into the clouds. The figures in raincoats were spreading towards the Main Hall behind. The alarm bells in the temple were anxious. There was a knock, and pairs of footsteps rushed over from the backyard.

There was splashing water in the footsteps.

"Some thieves set fire to the temple..."

"The Palace of Heavenly Kings is on fire"

"Stop them and guard the Mahavira Palace"

When the alarm bell rang, the Shaolin disciples and the monks who were responsible for protecting the temple rushed towards a group of Sun Moon God Sect members who were trying to approach the main hall. The other monks who did not have much martial arts rushed towards them. When going to put out a fire, even if they are killed by someone who sets the fire on the way, these monks will still pass by one after another.

Dozens of monks running wildly in the rain roared, jumped up from the stone steps at their feet, and fought with more than ten people on the other side. Among the more than ten evil monks in raincoats, the leader suddenly came up to him, waving his Zen staff, and then At this moment, the coir raincoat spread out.

The iron Zen staff was thrown out, forcing the rain curtain open.

With a simple smash, the first running monk raised his stick to block, and his rushing steps stopped immediately on the ground, the moment the iron stick head touched.

嘭

The stick burst and exploded from the middle.

Immediately, the Zen staff hit the opponent's chest, and the monk's body flew backwards. Blood sprayed from his mouth in the air, spreading like a blood mist in his sight. The monks holding swords on both sides also drew their swords at the moment the figure flew out. , and Deng Yuanjue exchanged blows for a few times, and the sound of bang bang bang sounded one after another, and then the two of them slashed down at the same time.

The figure holding the iron staff over there took half a step back, moved the staff horizontally, and cut off the two blades. The moment he blocked it, he stepped forward, and the hand holding the Zen staff retracted back and then pushed forward. It was a brutal collision that knocked out the two monks in front and the monk who followed behind.

The monk's robes were fluttering, and the Zen staff was stuck in the floor tiles. Deng Yuanjue felt quite regretful, "Shaolin sword technique...why not the devil-subduing sword technique..."

"Since this master wants to see the Shaolin magic sword technique, the poor monk is offended."

The scene of chaotic fighting suddenly came to light, and Deng Yuanjue immediately looked towards the Main Hall. He saw a monk who looked smaller than him standing on the stone steps in the rain. There was no sign of joy or anger, and his expression was solemn and solemn.

"it is good"

He lifted the iron Zen staff from the ground, turned over the broken bricks, and nodded: "A certain family of Treasure Light Tathagata Deng Yuanjue..." He stepped forward and rushed towards the figure on the steps, "... Learn from this master’s tricks”

"I don't dare..." On the stone steps, the monk raised his robes, swung his sword, and knocked the head of the whistling iron staff, "...The Master of the Poor Monk Mahavira Hall... ." The blade slid out along the head of the staff, and with a few more blows, he instantly forced the opponent two steps away, "...Fahao Zijue."

"come again"

The sound burst out, and there was a thump of feet on the gravel bricks, and the broken pieces were forced open. The next moment, the figure broke through the rain, and murderous intent exploded from Deng Yuanjue's body.

Step, step, step... Every step crushed the stone bricks. As the running figure stretched past, the monk Zijue over there naturally did not dare to be careless and made a defensive posture. At the same time, the Zen staff here waved, The two figures suddenly collided with each other.

The moment the weapons clashed, an energetic snap shot out from between the two of them. The rain curtain connecting the sky and the earth was also forced to scatter in a circular shape. The next moment, the monk holding the knife took a few steps towards the back. Finally, he stood still.

"Zijue...you are no match for this master. Go back and put out the fire." There was no one in sight in the distance, but the voice came first. Deng Yuanjue put his Zen staff on the ground and observed his surroundings.

In the field of vision, at the door directly in front of the Main Hall, an old monk slowly came out. He was neither sad nor happy. He clasped his hands and called out the Buddha's name to Deng Yuanjue, "Zhitong, the leader of the Prajna Hall of the Poor Monk, has seen the Treasure Light Tathagata. Since the master is also a member of the Buddhist sect, , the poor monk has no idea why the Buddha statue was burned to the ground."

The other side seemed to be stopped by the question and fell silent.

Deng Yuanjue frowned slightly, and behind him he heard the sound of clothes flying in the air. At that moment, something flew over and shot at the old monk over there.

The flying thing stirred up a gust of wind, shattering the hanging rain curtain. The raindrops splashed away. The thin figure walking out of the palace door moved. The faded cassock swept away, and after a few clicks, it dinged again. A few jingles.

A few tiny steel needles fell into the water on the stone steps...

Then, the red embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, the crimson long sleeves turned over a few times, and were slung behind her back. Xiao Ping'er had a charming smile on her face, and her steps were slow and full of temptation.

"Deng Zuoji, you take the people to continue setting fires. This old bald donkey asked me to come." Although he was smiling, he said cold words, "...Old guy, the cassock you just used was to tame demons. The function is to block my embroidery needle with a tattered piece of cloth, which is quite powerful."

Hearing the sarcasm in the other party's words, the old monk still had no expression on his face and was not angry. In his daily practice, he mostly took meditation as the right path. Practicing martial arts was only to achieve the purpose of calming down the mind. In response to the cynicism of outsiders, he practiced meditation to To a certain extent, there will probably be no disturbances.

"Donors from the East must not deceive family members. First, they stole Buddhist treasures, and then burned down the Heavenly King's Palace. But you don't know how you asked the poor monk to plead with the Buddha for forgiveness."

Xiao Ping'er laughed out loud, then reached out and hooked her, "Then I will send you to see the Lord Buddha. You can go and ask for it yourself."

His voice paused and he tapped his toes on the ground.

"Old bald donkey, let's do it"

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