This is a fight!

Everyone present looked at the monk named Nanda. Seeing the monk calmly stepping on the iron pillar on the ground, his head slightly raised, and his eyes seemed to be a little contemptuous.

The 14th generation disciples present were so angry that they thought that these monks were too bullying, and now they dared to come here to act wildly. How could they bear it if they were young and energetic? Sure enough, a strong Taoist priest rushed out of the crowd. The Taoist priest came to the monk in two steps and bowed and said, "Fan Zaiche, the 14th generation disciple of Huasheng Doumi Temple, learn the master's master's tricks!"

Many people know this Taoist priest. He is one of the most advanced Taoist masters in Doumi Temple. A year ago, his ability was not much smaller than Chen Tunan. Especially his natural divine power, it is said that he practices with huge stones every day, so his hand strength is naturally extraordinary. Seeing Fan Zaiche come out, the disciples in Doumi Temple cheered him together: "Senior Brother Fan is a good example, let them see our Doumi Temple's ability!"

Liu Bolun, who was watching the fun outside, looked at the monk and then at Fan Zaiche, and felt something was wrong in his heart. Although Fan Zaiche was very capable, the monk was even more strange, especially his legs with patterns on them.

Since this competition is related to the reputation of the two factions and Monk Fayan sent him to take the lead, it proves that they already have a chance of winning.

When Taoist Master Xingyun saw that Fan Zaiche had already rushed out, he did not stop him, thinking that he might be the first.

Fan Zaiche made a gesture with this spell, then shouted loudly, his body muscles instantly swelled, and in a blink of an eye, he tightened the Taoist robe. Then he bent down and grabbed one of the iron pillars, shouted loudly: "Get up!"

He suddenly lifted one end of the iron pillar. After he lifted one end, the Taoists clapped and cheered, but the monk Nanda still had no expression. He looked at Fan Zaiche with a calm expression, put his right foot on this end of the iron pillar, and gently tiptoed as if he had no force.

Fan Zaiche wanted to pull the iron pillar out of his feet, but he could not. He was gasping for breath, as if he had exhausted all his energy. Seeing that it was still ineffective, he couldn't help but look up.

It doesn't matter when Fan Zaiche looked pale, and he actually let out a "ah" and left far away.

The iron pillar hit the ground again with a thud, splashing some dust.

Monk Fayan smiled slightly and said, "Who else is the Taoist priest who wants to give advice?"

Fan Zaiche came to the head with a pale face to apologize. Everyone asked him why he was like this. He replied: When he saw the monk just now, he saw the gods and Buddhas appearing behind him. He was extremely frightened and could not resist.

It turned out that although the iron pillar was heavy, it was also an ordinary thing. What was really amazing was the method of practicing Monk Nanda. What the monk practiced hard on his daily life was so painful that he had even carved the entire sutra on his legs with a blunt sword.

It is said that the magic of Yunlong Temple originates from faith. The stronger the power of this faith, the more cruel the magic they use.

Monk Nanda's legs are engraved with the names of hundreds of gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the scriptures. When he stepped on the iron pillar, he undoubtedly had hundreds of gods, Buddhas and Dharma bodies to protect him. It is no wonder that Nanda made the Vajra gods press on the iron pillar.

I saw Nantuo sing the Buddha's name loudly, and then shouted to everyone: "Which Taoist priest is willing to try again? If not, we will win!"

"What's the point of doing so many things?" Chen Tunan, who had not spoken for a long time in front of the leader Xingyun, snorted coldly and rushed out in one step.

He came to Nanda, grabbed one of the iron pillars with one hand, and suddenly lifted it up. Seeing that the visitor was Chen Tunan, Nanda said to him: "The monk is blessed by all Buddhas, so the Taoist priest should not resist."

After saying that, the phantoms of gods and Buddhas appeared again behind him, and Chen Tunan looked up and sneered: "Bless all Buddhas? Some tricks of lying to deceive me? If you are a Buddha, then let's see how I knock you, the "Buddha" away! Fly for me!"

While speaking, Chen Tunan's eyes were wide open, and he was not afraid of the image of the gods and Buddhas at all. A burst of energy came from the ground. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already lifted the iron rod with one hand. He grabbed the iron pillar and threw it violently. Monk Nanda really flew away far away!

The people in Doumi Temple applauded!

The Nanda magic was broken and fell to the ground. After getting up, he spat blood. This confrontation made him realize that he was too far from Chen Tunan’s Taoist practice. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had no choice but to retreat.

Chen Tunan grabbed the iron pillar and his hand was deeply trapped in the iron. He threw the pillar casually and said loudly: "Masters, let's go, let's learn the masters' next tricks!"

At that moment, the disciples of Doumiguan were all excited. Chen Tunan was indeed the strongest among the fourteenth generation disciples. Even the serious Taoist Master Xingfeng smiled with gratitude on his face. The shouts in the crowd beat faster than that, and Doumiguan's morale was brought to the peak.

Even Liu Bolun was a little excited at this time, and saw him licking his lips and cursing in his heart: It's really crazy, no wonder so many people admire him. Damn, why is this kid Shisheng not here? What a rare thing?

Yes, why is Shisheng not here? And where is Shisheng?

When the flowers bloom, we each have one branch. At this time, Shisheng is still picking green ivy and picking silkworm cocoons in that bamboo forest.

He didn't see the green ivy when he came in the morning, but he didn't think much about it. He still stepped on a stone and climbed a tree like before. By the way, the cocoons have become increasingly difficult to pick in recent days. It's not that it's difficult to climb a tree, but that it's too difficult to find a cocoon.

Because during this month, he basically did nothing but picked cocoons, and the number of cocoons became smaller and smaller. Until today, Shisheng searched for a long time but couldn't find one.

There was no choice but to go deeper into the bamboo forest. Luluo had told him before that this Xianmen Mountain was a hidden Taoist immortal mountain in the world. The whole mountain was full of spiritual energy and often gave birth to various strange beasts. The silkworm she made clothes was one of them. She had not allowed Shisheng to go deep into the bamboo forest before, because deep inside was the place where silkworm moths gathered to lay eggs, and he was afraid that Shisheng would have something to do if he was attacked by those silkworm moths.

What can happen to the little silkworm moth? Shisheng thought and walked inside. The more he walked, the thicker the scattered silk under his feet. When he reached the depths of the bamboo forest, he looked up and saw that there were indeed many cocoons in it, but the number of silkworm moths also increased.

However, this kind of moth will not attack people, so Shisheng flew onto the trees and started picking them.

Today's gains are quite big. Not long after, he picked a whole pack. Shisheng felt a little comforted, thinking that this should be enough for the little girl to make clothes. Thinking of this, he wanted to turn around and jump down, but when he turned around, he was stunned and saw an extremely huge cocoon on the top of a bamboo not far away!

The cocoons were so big that Shisheng could almost put Shisheng in. While Shisheng was surprised, he was happy and thought that he might have to go down the mountain and continue wandering. It would be better to be able to do his friend a favor before going down the mountain.

If she gave this big silkworm cocoon to the little girl, she would probably be very happy.

Thinking of this, Shisheng took out a stone from his pocket, threw it and jumped to the tree, and the bamboo swayed. Shisheng stared at the huge silkworm cocoon and was thinking about how to get it down. At this moment, suddenly his whole body became cold and he felt an astonishing murderous aura coming from behind.

Shisheng looked back and saw the old ape named Taoist Master Xianhe standing on a bamboo not far away staring at him in a daze.

At this time, Taoist Master Xianhe had no Taoist robe on his body, and he was completely in a wild monkey. His eyes were dull and his mouth was half open. Shisheng thought to himself that it was not good, and he suddenly remembered what the master said this morning.

Could this Taoist Master Xian Crane had a wild attack and came here?

This must be the case. Shisheng's nose smelled dangerous smell, and at this moment, the monkey suddenly raised his head and roared, and the harsh sound made Shisheng's eardrum hurt.

All the silkworm moths in the bamboo forest were frightened, and the monkey was beaten on his body, as if he was very angry.

And just as the pounced, the old ape's body instantly grew five or six times bigger, and the bamboos around him were squeezed off by his body. Seeing that the angry ape had already pounced over, what should Shisheng do?

(The first update was completed. Since the update was temporarily out yesterday, there was an error in the fighting rules. It has been corrected now. Please forgive me. Including some typos, I will modify it in time if I have time. Thank you for your love and support.)
Chapter completed!