God level swordsman

Chapter 238 Good Fate 2

Chapter 238 Good Fate 2

Xuan Nu is wearing a yellow monk robe, with precise and elegant piping embroidery, and light and soft fabrics. The sleeves of the clothes seem to be able to move without wind, which adds a bit of spirit to him!The Jie Dao in his hand is black and shiny, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Zhao Tai definitely didn't know such a guy.

It was only out of good intentions that I met at the door just now, he is a majestic young hero, how can he just sit and watch the monk have nothing to eat?

After entering Zhuge's courtyard, Zhao Tai faintly noticed that the monk seemed to be somewhat hostile towards him, but he still didn't take it to heart.Even before going on stage, he was still secretly praying for the monk, praying that he would not cause trouble.

Otherwise, another fresh life will die under his sword.

In the end, the monk made a move.

Xuan Nu had enough to eat and drink, and his state was already close to the peak. He stared at a pair of tiger eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's hard for the poor monk to chase you, benefactor. When you know that the sea of ​​suffering is endless, you should put down the butcher knife quickly and let the poor monk chase you." To save you and become a Buddha?"

The corners of Zhao Tai's eyes twitched, he really couldn't remember who this guy was, and he wanted to save him if he opened his mouth or shut his mouth, what kind of enmity was it?

But he doesn't care, either you kill people or people kill you in the world.

Just like Zhuge Jian, does he know why Zhao Tai wants to trouble him?He also looked around with a confused look on his face.

If someone makes trouble, just kill him.

Seeing that Zhao Tai was silent, Xuan Nu added drama to himself, explaining: "You killed innocent people in Tiannan Province, even women, it is a heinous crime. The poor monk once made a great wish to kill all the people in the world. the wicked."

"Hehe, another self-righteous idiot." Zhao Tai smiled and shook his head.

The more he came into contact with those people who claimed to be righteous, the more he found that their hypocrisy skills were tens or hundreds of times stronger than his own.

As the saying goes, learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses, and don't be ashamed to ask others. Threesomes must have my teacher.

A series of classic quotes all show that learning is never-ending.

The monk in front of him knows this well, which is admirable.

"Regardless of the reason, it is wrong to kill people. What's more, you have killed dozens of guards and soldiers in a rebellious manner. They are all soldiers who defended their homes and the country. They threw their heads and blood for Zhongzhou. So, you deserve to die!" Xuan said angrily. If Hong Zhong said the last sentence, he went straight to Zhao Tai to kill him.

"Speaking so much nonsense, aren't you trying to kill someone?"

Zhao Tai sneered, and without any hesitation, the third sword of the Broken Tendon Ghost Sword slashed out obliquely.

Countless eerie ghosts gathered around Chuuxuejian from all directions, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, as if he had come to an iceberg and snow field.

That kind of cold is different from the cold in the ordinary sense, it is a kind of cold to the bone.

Xuan Nu raised his eyes slightly, and roared angrily: "The evil devil heretics, the poor monk will definitely save you."

For a moment, a thousand zhang radiant Buddha's light burst out from all over his body, setting off his figure incomparably tall.

Xuan Nu looked like a diamond with glaring eyes, holding a Jie knife, like an arhat descending to earth.

"The Angry Eye Vajra Dharma Appearance." Zhuge Jian was stunned as he watched, with a look of suspicion in his eyes, and said softly, "This monk is actually from the Puti Temple, and he has also cultivated the Angry Eye Vajra Sutra. It seems that I don't need to do anything gone."

At this time, not only Zhuge Jian saw the origin of Xuan Nu's cultivation technique, but also the guests sitting on the seats recognized it.

The Wrathful Eye King Kong Sutra of Puti Temple is well-known in the Jianghu, anyone who has been in the Jianghu for a few days has heard of it.

This set of scriptures is the most powerful exercise in Puti Temple, and it is also very difficult to practice, because this set of exercises is too domineering. If you can't control the anger in your heart, you will behave like a madman, and finally go mad and die .

The wrathful-eyed vajra face represents that the scriptures have been cultivated to a small level, and there are not many monks who can reach this level in the Bodhi Temple.

The young monk in front of him had never seen anything before, and he had no reputation at all in the world.

Could it be that the strength of the Bodhi Temple has reached such a terrifying level?

A group of people were terrified, and their backs felt a little cold.

Xuan Nu held Jiedao in his hand, and slashed down on his head.

The phantom phantom, which has always been invincible, was actually blocked by this knife.

The Buddha's light and the ghost energy are fighting against each other, and no one can do anything to the other.

Xuan Nu's face turned red, and he kept circulating his true energy to force the ghost energy back.

The aura exuded by the two of them was too astonishing, and the temporary high platform under their feet was obliterated into ashes by the air waves and scattered in all directions.

Even Zhuge Jian had to choose to avoid temporarily, wrapping dozens of beautiful wives and concubines in a safe place with a roll of sleeves.

"Extend you." Xuan roared angrily, freed his other hand, and pressed against the void.

A Buddha palm composed of Gang Qi blasted out, and the Buddha's light that marked the "swastika" in the palm was strong.

Zhao Tai was not surprised or busy, and also slapped a palm with his other hand.

The white crane fluttered its wings and went straight into the sky.

The domineering palm strength is not afraid at all, and it will face head-to-head with the Buddha's palm.

Xuan Nu's body was shaken, he felt sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of blood rushed up and swallowed it back.

At the same time, his dharma form fell apart, and his body flew upside down.

And Zhao Tai's Tendon Broken Ghost Sword was also broken.

This is the first time.

The Glaring King Kong Sutra of Puti Temple is really extraordinary, it can actually restrain this set of weird magic skills.

Even so, it is enough to deal with a mysterious anger.

Xuan Nu was blown away, leaving a series of bloody flowers in the air.

Standing up again, his face was full of anger, and he roared in a deep voice: "Devil's skill. Demon's skill. Demon heretics, this poor monk is going to kill you."

"Even if you can't control your anger, you will never be able to practice the Sutra of Wrathful Eyes." Zhao Tai smiled lightly.

Xuan Nu suddenly changed color, and his mind was in a trance for a while.

"Anger comes from the heart. If you can't even control your anger, you will never be able to practice the Wrathful Eye Diamond Sutra."

Master Dao Chi's words still ring in his ears.

That year, Xuan Nu and Xuan Xin worked in the kitchen of Puti Temple together, because of their outstanding talent, they entered the inner sect and worshiped under the monk Dao Chi.

The two practiced the Angry Eye Diamond Sutra together, but Dao Chi asserted that Xuan Nu would never be able to cultivate.

Xuannu refused to accept it, and focused on cultivation, and his temper became more and more irritable.

During a quarrel with his fellow apprentices, Xuan Nu killed ten people in a row and was expelled from the school by Puti Temple.

After years of ups and downs, Xuan Nu still hasn't understood the true meaning of the Angry Eyes Vajra Sutra, and his temper has become more moody. Once his anger breaks out, he can't control it, and he will take action until death.

"Bewitching words to confuse the crowd, let your bullshit go." Xuan Nu's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and his eyes were full of angry flames.

"Heh." Zhao Tai sneered disdainfully.

He had "borrowed" the Angry Eyes Vajra Sutra from Puti Temple in his previous life and verified it with his own practice. When it came to his understanding of this practice, he was not inferior to Xuan Nu, and even surpassed him.

Xuan Nu had already embarked on a crooked path, even if he was not beaten to death, the final outcome would be extremely bleak.

Seeing the undisguised contempt in Zhao Tai's eyes, Xuan Nu was completely furious.

(End of this chapter)