Liu Yingli moved his Dantian, exerted force on his calves, and stepped hard.

This is to prepare for his forward move and to guarantee the strength and speed of this Jedi counterattack.

So this step was naturally done with all the strength.

But by chance, he stepped on a round stone.

The bottom of the round stone was originally floating sand, and its foundation was frivolous. After receiving the force of this step, the sand and stones flew backwards like a torrent, and the round stone also rolled out and bounced a few times on the ground.

Then he rolled down the cliff.

When Liu Ying rushed out, he lost his center of gravity and was about to fall forward.

Fortunately, a martial arts genius like him can react to danger and act instinctively.

In just a flash of thought, all the majestic sword energy accumulated was activated, and a soft sword was bent like a crescent moon by Liu Ying's coercion and the pressure of the rock foundation.

Hearing Liu Ying's loud shout, he spat out his strength and took advantage of the rebound momentum to fly into the air.

But with such a small change, the Immortal Monk calmed his breathing again and glanced at Supreme.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Wushang's mouth, and he naturally returned the look with a glance.

This kind of malicious eye contact always makes the scene feel extremely vulgar, so naturally, more ambiguous things happen.

The Supreme Monk suddenly bent down and hugged the Immortal Monk.

Immortal's legs, which had long been stripped naked by the sword energy, were sitting on Wushang's shoulders.

Since the two of them were having face-to-face communication just now, the Supreme Monk's head was naturally buried in some indescribable part.

Although the supreme eye was not looking at anything, he did not stop moving, turning his waist and legs, and still dancing gracefully.

Immortal cooperated with the supreme war dance, and slowly stood up from his shoulders, using the strength of his waist and legs to take off, his huge body was like a projectile thrown by a trebuchet, and it was shot directly at Liu Ying.

Even though these two guys made so many weird postures, it only took a moment. It seems that the two of them must have practiced this kind of combined fighting skills a lot.

Before Liu Yingying's body could be found, the human body projectile Wu Mie had already been sent up.

Immortal was afraid that his eyes would be hurt by the sword energy, so he simply closed his eyes tightly, ignoring everything else, and directed his palms towards the trajectory of Liu Ying's fall.

This style of play is really rogue. Even if Liu Ying has magical sword skills, what can he do?

After a flurry of gold and stone, Liu Ying still had to use his palm to resolve his opponent's unreasonable push.

With a sound of "Bang!", both palms separated at the touch of each other.

Liu Ying's body flew upside down in the air, like duckweed in the waves, involuntarily.

The landing place was a hundred-foot-high cliff. Although there was a puddle of clear water at the bottom of the cliff, if you fell from such a height, you would probably have a narrow escape.

Wu Mie was completely naked and felt very humiliated. At this time, he had no intention of letting Liu Ying go.

He mumbled a few words to the Supreme Monk in the air, and the Supreme Monk used his arms and legs to catch the cicada in eight steps, rushed to the cliff, and stared at Liu Ying fiercely.

As long as Liu Ying can change even half a bit and come back, he will definitely take advantage of the situation and hit him hard.

Liu Ying had given up resistance. Although he was not afraid of the Supreme Monk, he could not change the outcome of falling off the cliff without the help of his body.

He sighed, still not forgetting to return the sword to its sheath in the air, turned around and looked down at the blue waves, and then opened his body to try to slow down the momentum of his fall.

He doesn't know how to swim, but he has the instinct to survive.

He grew up in the Heshuo area at the turn of the Hu-Xia Dynasty. Ethnic groups and tribes competed for pasture in the spring, water sources in the summer, food in the autumn, and the sky in the winter for the next year. People who survived one winter would do the same again.

Fighting, plundering, and massacres were staged every day north of the Hetao. Although Liu Ying claimed to be invincible, in the face of inter-tribal war, a person's strength would always be weak.

He lost his clan members, and that was a past event that he didn't want to recall.

During the days when Heshuo was on the run alone, he also jumped over cliffs and swam in the water.

He was choked by water and fell into a coma. When he woke up, he found himself dumped in a shallow beach. He was lucky enough to survive.

Even now, when he sees running water, he still feels a dull pain in his chest.

For example, right now, his chest hurts like it's about to be torn apart.

But he relied on this excruciating pain to gather his energy and perfectly control his body.

Seeing that the falling speed was getting faster and faster, and he was getting closer and closer to the water surface, he put his hands together, pressed down, and plunged into the water with a pop, only a jade plate-sized water lotus splashed up.

As the body was completely submerged in the water, the pain had completely torn his spirit apart. Liu Ying felt that his whole body was cold and dark. As the white lotus gradually closed, the world lost all sound and everything.

Colors, and all temperatures.

Wu Shang saw Liu Ying plunge down without making any sound. Looking from a distance from the cliff, he could not hear any movement or see any splashing water.

He was about to search carefully when suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around his waist. He turned around suddenly and saw the naked Immortal Monk falling limply on top of him, shaking his teeth.

The autumn day in the North is still slightly cool after all. If you don't exercise for too long just now, you will naturally feel weaker and afraid of the cold than ordinary people after you recover your energy.

The mountain mist blew by, and he couldn't bear it at this time.

Supreme and Immortal have known each other for a long time, and they know the shortcomings of his skills, so they naturally know the pros and cons.

When the matter was urgent, Wushang took off his robe and wrapped Immortal inside.

Underwear was not popular in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, especially ascetic ascetics, who naturally would not be so particular about it.

So the current situation of these two great monks hugging each other naked, wearing only one outer garment, is a bit "sexy".

Fortunately, there are few people in the mountains, and there are no major religious festivals at the moment, so I hope no one will pass by...

Whatever you are afraid of will come, this is God's consistent way.

Mencius, the great sage of our country, once proposed a "Law of Mofei" that can reveal the secrets of heaven:

Is it not destiny, obey its righteousness, that is why those who know destiny do not stand under dangerous walls. Those who die while doing their best are righteous destiny; those who shackle the dead are not righteous destiny.

That is to say, don't challenge fate. Fate will always give you the worst arrangements, and disasters that should happen will always happen.

People who truly understand destiny will not stand under dangerous walls.

Taking all precautions and dying well is right livelihood.

If you want to challenge your destiny, you are seeking death. There will definitely be "blessings".

It's a pity that Wushang has never studied the Four Books and Five Classics, and doesn't understand this principle. The retribution of this world just comes as a matter of fact.

A group of four people and one horse walked straight towards them.

The first person is wearing a bright red cassock, a golden crown on his head, a broad face and a dignified appearance. At first glance, he is a Taoist priest.

There was a person behind him holding the horse. His figure was slightly rickety and lean, but his hair was thicker than ordinary people and was faintly golden. He was probably a yellow-haired Xianbei.

This monkey-like appearance is in stark contrast to the fat-headed and big-eared monk next to him.

The fat monk had a fat belly and was carrying a nine-pronged shovel. He walked unsteadily. Although he looked clumsy, his speed was not slow and he was not pulled down by the monkey spirit.

The last one was a bearded monk with deep eyes and a fierce look. He carried a sutra basket on his back and held an iron Zen staff in his hand.

The four of them have strange faces, and they may not always be the same scenery wherever they go.

But right now, there are two masters who have taken over all the beauty of the mountains and waters, but they are dumbfounded.

The bearded monk Hu opened his mouth and couldn't help but exclaimed,

"Oh, Master, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, look!

This, this is the legendary Zen of Joy?"

The fat monk took the lead and stood in front of everyone with his shovel.

“In broad daylight, prostitution is promulgated in broad daylight, and it is either adultery or theft.

You guys should step away and wait for me, Lao Zhu, to find out!"

The red-robed Zen Master's expression remained unchanged, but the monkey spirit behind him was very obedient and led the horse away from him.

Seeing this formation, Wu Wu could only smile bitterly, deducing that the two of them had been attacked by bad guys and had their clothes taken away together.

Lao Zhu saw that Immortal Monk was extremely weak and seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, so he believed a little bit.

He heard that bandits were so rampant in Jialan's sanctuary in broad daylight.

He was so angry that he struck the ground repeatedly with the shovel in his hand, vowing to dig three feet into the ground to kill all the ruthless bandits.

Later, I heard that the gangster had still been shot down the cliff, so I calmed down slightly and walked to the edge of the cliff to take a look. I saw thousands of acres of blue waves under a hundred feet, but there was no trace of anyone anywhere.

Monk Hu, a bearded monk, was an enthusiastic person. He had already taken out a set of silk robes from his backpack and handed them to the two monks. He was asking a lot about the details of the two monks' danger. He was really a chatterbox.

Immortal's complexion returned slightly at this time, and he took off his clothes and put them on.

In just such a short time, the bearded Monk Hu had already reported the family background of the four people in detail.

This Hu monk's name was Jiumozhi. He was born in Beidi County, the hometown of the Later Qin Dynasty. He was a descendant of a great Buddhist master of the Later Qin Dynasty with the same name.

His family was originally a Kshatriya from the country of Shendu, so he was often called the master of Shensha (Shensha) in the transliteration.

The most important thing for generations in Shensha is to worship and protect sutras, especially the Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra, which was personally translated by the ancestor Jiumozhi, and is the most precious sutra of Northern Buddhism.

This time, he was ordered by the King of Wei to escort Later Qin Yuan to Lanruo Temple.

Zen Master Hongyi came from the famous Feng family and was famous. He was the chief envoy to deliver the scriptures and supervise the construction of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.
To be continued...