The Strongest Earth Mentor

Yang Chen is not clear about all of this, but he knows that because he was too heavily injured, the atmosphere of the big Rizhao sky mirror leaked, and there will inevitably be a coveted life.

The first major crisis since his rebirth has officially arrived.

Standing on the parking lot in front of the office building, and facing the electronic gate in front of him, Yang Chen seemed to stand there calmly and calmly, waiting quietly for something to come.

At this time, but in the early morning hours, the guard on duty in the guard room next to the electronic gate was napping.

Yang Chen simply let him sleep better and sweeter with a drowsy technique, and he would not wake up without the spell being lifted, lest the subsequent things would involve him as a secular person and cause some unnecessary troubles.

It's just that you can easily release one hundred and eighty drowsiness during your daily thoughts. Now Yang Chen feels exhausted when he uses it!

He couldn't help laughing: the previous enchantment was too much for himself, and the real fire of the sun that he used to call the big sun mirror caused serious damage to himself, so that such a small spell, it was actually about to let him Almost every effort could not be released.

In such a state, how can he cope with the monks who are coveting the big sun mirror?

Use the big sunshine mirror?

impossible.

He also has a super large feng shui array in the capital that gathers the power of the Dragon Kingdom of China and suppresses the power of any metaphysical circles.

Ordinary small spells and small instruments are nothing. The more powerful the spells and instruments, the greater the suppression.

For example, the big sunshine sky mirror, don’t look at the big sunshine sky mirror now, the breath of smoke appears, it looks magnificent, it can't be a lifetime, in fact, it is just a representation. Even if Yang Chen regained control of the big sunshine sun mirror, he could not really use the power of the big sunshine sun mirror.

He can constantly adjust the real fire power of the sun to the body, but he wants to use it and use it in the outside world. But it will be suppressed by the large-scale Feng Shui array method immediately. The more powerful the daylight mirror is, the less powerful it is.

"This is really a big challenge..."

Yang Chen pouted his lips and muttered to himself.

"Boss, what happened?"

Behind him. Miao Gaoliang's voice came.

"I told you not to come out, why didn't you listen?"

Yang Chentou did not return. He sighed, "Oh, yeah, since you must watch it, then watch it over there. But remember. You must never step out of the first floor lobby door! In addition, no matter what you see happening. Be sure to speak out and not be allowed, so I can guarantee that you are not in any danger, otherwise, I will not necessarily be able to keep you."

"Boss..."

Yang Chen raised a hand: "Don't say it, just like that. Remember, you can't step out of the gate and make a sound!"

Hearing Yang Chen's voice came a lot of perseverance. Miao Gaoliang opened his mouth and stopped talking, but at last he said nothing, and fell silent. In the lobby on the first floor, across the glass door, he stared intently at Yang Chen standing in the front parking lot.

Not long after he was silent, Yang Chen's expected person finally appeared.

It was a somber monk with a downcast look and a down jacket.

He came from afar, at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Yes, it is "float", as if he was wrapped in an invisible fog, and "float" quickly, without a point, but disappeared from the distance of the road in a blink of an eye and appeared in the parking. In the field.

"Hey, sure enough, there is a powerful magic weapon! Someone Liu is worthwhile!" He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. Although he didn't make any expression, he naturally had a fearful feeling. The grim meaning was born spontaneously.

Yang Chen looked at him faintly: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The other party said with a smile: "Lucky and unfortunate boy, you don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, I am the master of the magic weapon in your hand!"

Yang Chen didn't answer. It was just a sneer. I didn't know when, there was already another person in the parking lot, and he said: "Liu Yunfei, you come quickly! Sure enough, it's the first month near the water tower. However, you are now arrogantly arrogant as the master of this instrument, do you take yourself too seriously?"

He was talking about a bald monk with a large black hemorrhoid in the middle of his forehead, and a few hairs on it, which always seemed to give a strange feeling of nausea.

"Meng Yan, don't you come too slow!" Liu Yunfei sneered: "Why, I am not the owner of this magic weapon, is it still you? You are a fifth-order monk in your area, what is the right to have this powerful magic tool of at least eight orders. ?"

Meng Yan turned his head to look at Liu Yunfei. He didn’t know what happened. The big hemorrhoid looked like a mole, but it felt like it was just an eye. : "You don't have a sixth order, why do you think you can have an eighth-order magic weapon?"

Then he looked at Yang Chen, and the large hemorrhoids on his forehead seemed to be shining with oil: "Boy, beware of the surrender, hand over the magic weapon, maybe you can still have a way of life!"

Yang Chen smiled: "So, who should I give my magic weapon to?"

"Of course I am!" Liu Yunfei shouted eagerly, and then said: "Boy, don't think that your clumsy means of instigating alienation can be useful. Obediently hand over the implement, immediately, immediately!"

He said that he had taken two steps towards Yang Chen and reached out, unable to wait.

Meng Yan took a step forward, mixing up and down muscles, moving up and down like a dragon, and looked quite scary. He sneered: "You said it's useless? What are you Liu Yunfei doing so anxiously?"

Liu Yunfei didn't return his head and snorted: "When you go to Meng Yan, you don't need to talk too much. Watch out for long night dreams! Now there are only two of us monks, and there will be more people waiting to come! And, are you not afraid of Yonghe Temple and Bai Yunguan and the two big figures of the Metaphysics Promotion Association came over? Don’t forget, this is an eighth-order magic weapon, even if they are, I’m afraid they can’t resist the temptation!"

"So cooperative?"

Meng Yan said roughly, but the content of the speech did not smell like gunpowder like his tone.

"Do you need to talk about it? Of course you have to cooperate! Get the magic weapon first. Whoever gets the thing afterwards is up to you and me. How? Anyway, in the capital, this magic weapon can't be used, and it's impossible to do it in a short time. Sacrifice off, no matter who the magic weapon is in hand, it is impossible to enhance the strength!"

Liu Yunfei kept walking, walking faster and faster.

"Deal!"

There was already a faint anger in Meng Yan's body, which turned into a red aura, lingering around his body, and a terrible force was looming in his body, which may explode at any time.

When he spoke, his body had turned into a black lightning, which came first, but instead grabbed in front of Liu Yunfei and rushed to Yang Chen.

He is a typical qigong master, taking the path of martial arts. The movement is like lightning, and Liu Yunfei, who is a real Taoist, started before him, but his movements were not as fast as him.

During the talk, the palms of the two had grown at the same time. The palms of Meng Yan turned into a mountain, the palms of Liu Yunfei turned into a large net formed by mist, and they all grabbed the head of Yang Chen. Where the heavens appear!

"Amitabha, Shanzaishanzai, two of them, the gods have no master, the virtuous people live in it. Are the two Daoists too self-conscious and too self-conscious? This magic weapon cannot be honored. Your hands!"

During the conversation, from the road outside, a monk who looked as thin as a bamboo pole suddenly rushed in, chanting the scriptures in his mouth, as if spreading directly in the space, the previous moment was still tens of meters away. In a moment, he was already in front of Yang Chen, his hands folded, the golden light flashed on his body, and the palms of the two were opened directly!

"Yongde? When did your monk become so kind and moral? It's not like your style of killing, setting fire, and doing nothing!"

Liu Yunfei gritted his teeth and drank.

Meng Yan sneered: "What kindness and morality, but greedy for nothing! Brother Liu, don't be polite, first clean up this monk!"

"Amitabha, the two donors, this instrument is full of the atmosphere of the day, and it is clearly the treasure of my Buddha's day. It is a perfect complement to the poor monk. It is destined to me. The two, please come back. This instrument belongs to me. Now!"

"Daydreaming!"

Liu Yunfei and Meng Yan gave a light drink~www.wuxiaspot.com~ separated the two sides and attacked from both sides at the same time!

Although the monk of Yongde was struck by both sides, he was not in a hurry, not to mention, but just bowed his head to recite the scriptures, and looked like a high-ranking monk. But in fact, if you listen carefully to the scriptures he recites, you will find that every one of those scriptures is blasphemy against Buddha, Buddha Dharma and other three treasures!

But at this time, there was a layer of golden light on his body, which seemed quite sacred, but it seemed to shine very dazzlingly, with a little more evil energy, and the invisible power sprang up.

Liu Yunfei and Meng Yan were as if bitten by a poisonous snake. They suddenly shrunk their hands and backed away, each screaming with wide eyes: "Monk Yongde, how dare you..."

The words didn't finish. The eyes of both of them were already shrouded in a layer of golden mist, and then they were both stunned and motionless.

Then the monk of Yongde, with the kind of compassion and compassion of the common monks on his face, turned back to face Yang Chen: "This donor, the two murderers have been saved by the poor monk into the world of Western Paradise. For a period of time, I didn’t want to escape, and the donor didn’t have to worry about it. However, my Buddha had a cloud, and there was no free dinner in the world. The poor monk helped you eliminate the murderer, and you still handed over the magic weapon as a treat to my Buddha. Consecrate it!" (To be continued.) Launch of new website