Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: Money Falls, Heads Are Not Guaranteed
After the word "coil" fell, Xia Yunmo breathed a long sigh, his expression was depressed, and the spirit that had reached the peak in an instant seemed to be consumed with the last three words, and he felt unprecedented fatigue.
In the second half of this book, he wrote the book without any thoughts. His articles were natural, as if God helped him.
Everything is so natural, as if I have already recited the content of the scriptures thousands of times in my mind, and I can't be familiar with them anymore.
Xia Yunmo understood that it was because he had entered a mysterious state at that time, which was a higher state than "no thoughts and no consciousness, all things are empty."
That state requires a lot of energy and energy to consume. I was still unaware of it when I was in that mysterious state. Now, as soon as I finished writing the book, my feeling of fatigue surged like a sea water.
Xia Yunmo lay directly on the shop and slept for a while. When he woke up, it was already dawn.
He opened the "Mo Jie Buddha Scroll", but was extremely surprised. It was just because the book was mysterious and obscure, and even the compiler, he had only a little understanding of it.
"I actually wrote this?"
Xia Yunmo couldn't help laughing. This book "Mo Jie Buddha Volume" contains thousands of Buddhist principles and dissolves martial arts in it. Looking at the unique Buddhist knowledge that Xia Yunmo knew, only the "Yi Jin Jing" can compare with it.
"Monkey Renxin, you are not a loss." Xia Yunmo sighed.
Once this book is completed, Shaolin Temple will add another unique skill.
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The book has been completed, and Xia Yunmo no longer has to stay in Shaolin Temple. He went to Shaolin Temple and prepared to fight with Fairy Yunmeng to create waves in the world.
The sun shines in the sky, shining with light, reflected on the bright white snow, shining brightly.
Xia Yunmo walked past the stream and continued to move forward for a moment. Suddenly, a terrible sound of fighting came from a snow forest.
After passing through the snow forest, the terrain suddenly became widening.
But I saw the sound of killing on the official road trembling, blood splattering, and a bloody smell soaring into the sky, making people feel disgusted and wanting to vomit.
A hundred bandits were fighting with a group of guards. These bandits chopped off when they saw people, snatching everything with ferocious faces.
The other group of guards was not weak, each of them possessed martial arts. Although the number of people was far inferior to that of these bandits, they did not have much disadvantage.
The bandits led a stout man, dressed in black and had a rough face.
The most eye-catching pair of eyes that looked like two red lanterns shone brightly and attracted people, making him exude a terrifying and attractive courage like a beast.
In addition, this man's weapon was a pair of meteor hammers, and the word "wind and rain" was engraved on the handle of the meteor.
This rough man was a little irritated. He thought that this was a group of lambs to be slaughtered and could be slaughtered easily, but unexpectedly he was subjected to such strong resistance.
The rough man saw Xia Yunmo's figure and waved his hand. Immediately, two bandits came to fight like Xia Yunmo.
Xia Yunmo had no abnormal movement. With a blink of an eye, silver light flashed in the air, and two bandits who were rushing to death suddenly fell to the ground, motionless.
The rough man raised his eyebrows and turned his body, and said with a muffled thunder: "Where is this a good man from? I was wrong when I took action before. Please don't meddle in other people's business, and I will give you my gift later."
This man seemed to be a big man, but his mind and methods were quite good. Seeing that Xia Yunmo's martial arts were good, he began to surrender and lure him with money.
Xia Yunmo smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then he bounced his fingers again, and a soul-breaking needle flew out, as fast as lightning.
Unexpectedly, the man was actually lifting the heavy weight easily. He raised the huge meteor hammer and knocked the soul-breaking needle away with a "ding" sound.
Xia Yunmo's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "There are many people in the world who can take this shot from me, but there are definitely not many. If you have such ability, how can you be willing to be a bandit?"
The strong man said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."
Xia Yunmo said, "If you don't have any hidden feelings, I can only send you back to the West and see the Buddha of the West."
The strong man glared with his eyes, his body was full of murderous intent, and said viciously: "You really want to care?"
Xia Yunmo sighed softly: "If you wait for four or five days and no longer have any disasters within the Shaolin area of Songshan Mountain, I may ignore it, but if it is not, I will have to ignore it."
He had just finished writing the "Mo Jie Buddha Scroll" for a while, and the Buddhist compassionate thoughts were still circling in his mind, merciful to pass through the world.
Moreover, he was benefited from the Blade Abbot of the Blade Heart. Xia Yunmo had to take care of this group of bandits in this area.
"Since you have to take care of it, then go and die!"
The strong man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the meteor hammer broke through the air, making a sound like ghosts crying and howling in the air, smashing the other party's head.
Xia Yun's ink robe sleeves rolled up, like clouds coming out of the mountains, wrapping up the meteor hammer swinged by the strong man. Under the urging of the true energy of the Taiyin, the strong man trembled all over, and the meteor hammer was out of his hands and smashed into the bandits unstoppable.
Six bandits screamed and were killed on the spot. Two were also scratched by meteor hammers and were also seriously injured.
The strong man was also staggering, his breath was scattered, and he retreated in a mess, with horror in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
This guy is young, and his martial arts skills are no less than those of the gang leader.
Xia Yunmo's figure floated and had already swept before the strong man.
The strong man was shocked, but his reaction was not slow. He clenched his five fingers and punched him towards Xia Yunmo's face.
Xia Yunmo's white jade-like palm stretched out and gently covered it. The strong man felt that his fist seemed uncontrollable. He folded it in the air and actually hit his chest.
Only a "click" sounded, and the strong man broke his shoulder blades.
After practicing the "Yi Jin Jing", Xia Yunmo's control of the true qi in his body has reached a higher level. The use of Taiyin true qi to fight the force is already a magical skill.
"Damn it, let me die!"
The strong man was filled with anger and raised his fist and swung it again. This punch carried the wind and thunder, and it was obvious that this guy had already exerted twelve percent of his strength in desperate situation.
Xia Yunmo suddenly pointed out, and the air in the sky seemed to be penetrated by this ordinary finger. The sharp energy whistled, and the strong man's thunderous fist was hit.
One finger to one punch.
The sound of "wave" was like a bubble bursting, and a deep finger hole bloomed on the strong man's fist, and blood flowed.
Smack sex!
At the same time, the strong man's joints suddenly made a sound of firecrackers, from the bones of his hands to his arms, and then spread all over his body.
After all the joints exploded, blood was overflowing from the corners of the strong man's mouth, his eyes were dull and soft.
When he fell down, a strange copper coin fell out of his arms.
Chapter completed!