I was thinking that the Four Monsters had walked into the field with a weapon like an old monk’s mord in his hand, but he was squatting with a big toad. The Four Monsters didn’t talk much, and their feet rose little by little with strength and jumped into the hands of Jing Zhan Peng Fang like a big toad. The weapon pocket head was smashed.

Jing Zhan Peng knows that you can’t make a hard touch and turn around, so that the sword in the hand of Toad’s head cuts to the Four Monsters and Four Monsters. He bows his head to avoid sharp edges and squats on the ground. The weapon in his hand sweeps over Jing Zhan Peng’s calf. Jing Zhan Peng is busy jumping to avoid the next move, and the tip of the sword is showered with dog blood. These four monsters are well aware that his hind legs are like toads, so they can avoid this move. Don’t look back. The weapon in his hand is stretched back and running with Jing Zhan Peng, who has not yet stabilized his feet.
That Liu Qianlin is anxious at this time. If these five old monsters are not his opponents, wouldn’t it be dangerous to think of this? While Jing Zhanpeng is trying to deal with the Four Monsters, he slowly touches the hut and wants to catch his sister and children first and threaten Jing Zhanpeng.
Although Jing Zhan Peng fought hard, after all, his wife and children were in the house, how could he not pay attention to Liu Qianlin’s malicious intentions and walk towards the hut? He stormed a few tricks and threw four monsters at Liu Qianlin and rushed to other monsters. When he saw it, he stopped Jing Zhan Peng from fighting. It was easy for Jing Zhan Peng to deal with a monster, but now he can deal with these five old monsters at the same time, although the safety of his wife and children can’t be taken care of.
Anxious moves naturally seem a little messy and almost stabbed by the tongue suddenly spit out from the head of the four strange toads. It turns out that these old monsters are often surprised by their weapons and martial arts. This is also the way that Yan Luo, the five poisonous hands, thought of to make up for their single shortcomings.
At this moment, Liu Qianlin has gone around to the five old monsters behind him. If he doesn’t get away as soon as possible, his wife and children will be devastated. See Jing Zhanpeng’s sword in his hand, a recruit’ blood shed’. The tip of the sword is like a cold star, forcing several old monsters to retreat. When he shakes, he sees that this nine-section bloodthirsty sword is immediately broken down into nine sections, and each section is connected by a thin chain, which instantly turns into a nine-section whip sword and scatters a lot of crimson blood to the five old monsters.
These five monsters make the poisonous people know that this sword blood has become a highly toxic substance at first sight, and they immediately retreat. The five monsters of Liu Qianlin contain Jing Zhanpeng, and they can take the opportunity to blackmail him with their sister. I never thought that several old monsters behind me suddenly suddenly sent back suddenly and violently, and when I looked back, it happened that a drop of poisonous blood came straight to me, and a dodge did not fall into my left eye, and I fell to the ground and cried.
Jing Zhanpeng immediately rushed to the house to see his wife and children safely ill. Now it seems that recklessness is not a good way to find a way to get away, otherwise his wife and children will be hurt
I was thinking about getting out of it, and suddenly someone outside shouted, "A few donors have stopped taking a bad rest."
The first chapter Chun Jun was born to curse the Golden Knife (5)
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Listen to one of the five old monsters shouting, "Old bald donkey, I’m waiting here to fight with people, so I need you to discipline me. Come back to your temple and read your Amitabha, or be careful, Grandpa. I’ll send you to the Buddhist paradise to see you."
The monk went back to "being a monk, being merciful, waiting for you here is just a matter of more wins than less. Why do you want to make this despicable means to hurt the house? Since you have seen it, is there any management?"
Jing Zhan Peng heard that someone helped him to flicker out of the hut, but he didn’t dare to stay too far away from the door and watch the door carefully.
At this time, it’s already dawn in Lebanon, and the sun is lazy, and it’s hazy and sleepy, and there is a red light on the horizon.
The Five Monsters are facing their backs in a row. In front of them, there is an old monk whose clothes are in tatters, holding a begging bowl with gouges where whole pieces were missing. It looks like a monk traveling around the world. Seeing that the old monk is kind-hearted, his ears are shoulder-length and his eyebrows are white like snow. Two white eyebrows are hanging down on both sides, and a white beard looks like an old fairy. If it is not for this rags, it is really a manifestation of the Buddha.
The old monk said, "You monks don’t care about the world, but you want to use poison to force out the monks. Isn’t that a pity for the newborn baby? Please let them live."
Jing Zhan Peng broke out in a cold sweat, thinking about how to deal with these old monsters, but forgetting that they are all experts in poison. What’s the matter? Although I can’t stand myself because of this artifact in my hand, how can my wife and children stop these old monsters?
Thinking of this, I found that my wife’s face was a little wrong. It seems that she was really poisoned. If it wasn’t for the old monk’s drinking and stopping poisoning, I’m afraid she would have died. Liu Xueying didn’t feel that her face was wrong at this time. She was worried about watching her husband. At this time, the baby suddenly burst into tears. Jing Zhanpeng quickly came over and took a look at her son’s face, which was obviously poisoned. Liu Xueying was poisoned when she saw the child’s little face and didn’t know it. It was really scary and her body was weak. She was extremely weak just after
When Jing Zhan Peng saw his wife and children, his teeth burned in anger, and the nine-section bloodthirsty sword popped up. When he arrived at the door, he saw that the five monsters were facing the old monk and were afraid to rush out. When Jing Zhan Peng saw where he was, he still managed to transport so much qi to the nearest five monsters, and the nine-section bloodthirsty sword has turned into a whip. Now it is five feet long and he is flying out of the nine-section bloodthirsty sword in anger, and he immediately goes straight to the middle of the back of the five monsters.
The old monk is discouraging these five people from hurting people when they see Jing Zhanpeng. One hand was just about to raise to stop those five people, but the old monk was trying to make some terrible moves. At this time, the tip of Jing Zhanpeng’s whip has reached the middle of the back of the five monsters. The five monsters know that it’s too late to flicker. The first quarter of the whip is still stabbed into the five monsters’ arms. They immediately fainted to the ground with a strange cry. At first glance, other monsters rushed to besiege Jing Zhanpeng. Jing Zhanpeng was already crazy, but it was not enough to make a nine-section bloodthirsty sword dance.
The old monk is a recluse in the mountains, because he vowed that he would never do martial arts again, even if he met something in the Jianghu, he would avoid it, and he had been ignorant for many years.
This time, I met Jing Zhanpeng, and they didn’t want to fight here. They saw some old monsters going to poison the outsiders, and the children born in Lian Gang didn’t let go. Can you just sit back and stop?
Unexpectedly, he helped Jing Zhanpeng to hurt the arms of these five strange people. He missed Amitabha Buddha. When Jing Zhanpeng saw the old monk Gu Nianjing, he didn’t come to help him. He knew that he must be a pedantic old monk. Even if his martial arts were no matter how high, he could not help himself to kill these old monsters. Now he is barely able to maintain his house mother’s poisoning. One is a weak person, and the other is a newborn baby. I’m afraid his life is in danger. Let the old monk save their mother’s safety first, so that the whole family won’t die here.
Thinking of this, he shouted, "What is the old monk still doing there? Why don’t you help me save my mother’s life? Jingmou will repay you in the afterlife."
When the old monk heard this, he said to himself, "Yes, I care about compassion here, but why did I forget the outsiders?"
Think of this promise to "good old woman promises you will save their mother’s life."
When the monster saw that the old monk was going to do something bad, he immediately lost Jing Zhanpeng and ran to the old monk, waving a cold iron to build a centipede with a thousand feet and sweeping it to the back of the old monk’s head. Just when he was about to touch the old monk’s body, he seemed to meet great strength and play a monster far away. When the monster saw that his jaws were already cracked with a bloody mark.
The monster called a "Yijinjing" and knew that the old monk was a real master. Fortunately, he didn’t come to help this Jing Zhanpeng deal with himself. On second thought, he promised Liu Qianlin to deal with Jing Zhanpeng. Let him go if the mother and himself are irrelevant.
The old monk simply walked into the hut and saw the present situation. He immediately renewed some true qi to Liu Xueying. This Liu Xueying was actually not deeply poisoned, but he was in a coma because of his weak health and qi. After being urged by the old monk’s profound true qi, he immediately woke up and heard that the husband and people outside the house were fighting with each other. The old monk knew that it was a real master and asked the old monk to save his husband.
The old monk Nai replied, "It’s not that I don’t want to help, but I promised my abbot that I wouldn’t do it again in the future. Now I can save your mother’s life. I know that the master of Wanhua Valley is very skilled, and the master of Oriental Valley is chivalrous. You and this baby poison should be cured."
Liu Xueying said to the old monk, "Since the elder didn’t want to make moves, I can’t force the elder to save my son. I won’t follow you to death, and I will die with my husband."
The old monk was worried when he heard it. The child was too young. If he was treated from time to time, I’m afraid there was nothing he could do. But the patroness would definitely refuse to share her husband’s life and promised her husband to save her mother and daughter’s life. This is so good. On second thought, it’s important to save lives. I simply ordered the patroness acupoint to save her mother’s and her mother’s lives. Besides, I thought that this hand stopped Liu Xueying’s acupoint.
Liu Xueying knew where the old monk was going to take himself by force, but he resisted and said, "How can a monk be polite?"
When the old monk heard her say this, he knew that he didn’t want to leave his husband on purpose. He said, "I’m so old that your grandfather’s condition is equal in my eyes, regardless of whether you are a man or a woman."
When I put the child in Liu Xueying’s arms, I picked up their mother and went out of the hut. I said to Jing Zhanpeng, "Take care of the benefactor and I will keep her mother safe." I said that I strode in the direction of Wanhuagu and rushed to the distance. Liu Xueying cried for a while, and the kung fu sounds disappeared.
When Jing Zhanpeng saw their mother and daughter relax naturally, they felt pain when they relaxed. It turned out that he was already scarred with blood everywhere, but these old monsters were fighting more and more fiercely. Although they were short of a five-monster, these four people were also difficult to cope with a cold iron centipede in the hands of the big monster, a silk soft whip in the hands of the two monsters, and two king kong thorns and an old four toad mord hidden in their feet. These strange martial arts weapons each have their own strong points to make up for each other’s weaknesses, and their weapons are all hidden and poisonous. It is very difficult.
Jing Zhan Peng saw that their mother had escaped from danger and wanted to get away. However, the monster saw that the mother had fled early to prevent Jing Zhan Peng, who had never given him a chance. Jing Zhan Peng fought and retreated slowly towards the mountain. These four old monsters were pressing hard to the top of the mountain, and it was already a place to retreat.
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Jing Zhanpeng paid no attention to the bloody battle after the Vietnam War. The more I looked at the cliff behind me, the more dark it was in the morning. I thought that Jing Zhanpeng’s good years were now leaving his virtuous wife and just born. All this was so happy, but it was so short. Being with his wife was constantly being hunted down and settled down. Finally, it was time to end it today.
Seeing that he struggled to push back four old monsters and retreated to the edge of the cliff, the sword pointed at several old monsters and said, "The Five Monsters of Qishan died here today. You don’t have to be proud of good and evil, but one day you will get what you deserve." After that, he turned and jumped off the cliff and suddenly his figure disappeared into the depths of the cliff.
When the monster saw Nai waving his hand, he returned to the hut with all the people. At this moment, he saw that the five monsters and Liu Qianlin were in a coma. It turned out that the poisonous blood in the sword was very severe, and the left arm of the five monsters had turned into blood red, while Liu Qianlin was a drop of poisonous blood in his eyes, but the whole head on the left was swollen, and the boss’s eyes were red and bloody.
Although these five monsters are good at poisoning, they have never seen this poison before, and their lives are in danger. The monster suddenly remembered that the Oriental Valley of the Flower Valley is nearby, and the owner of the Oriental Valley is a contemporary imperial doctor and chivalrous, and he is responsive to the people in Wulin. When four people carried two people straight to the Flower Valley, if the humanoid Shouwu was still landing, they would not care about Liu Qianlin.
A group of people hurried on, and a few people were worried. Five brothers talked all the way. After half an hour, they came to a cliff. In front of the cliff, there was a narrow path and a small roadside cliff. Several big characters like "Flower Valley" were printed in the eye. Several people walked into the path without hesitation and disappeared in sight for a while.
Staring at the unconscious woman and the baby Dong Fangshuo in her arms, you will know that they are poisoned. Both of them have a black face and put their hands on this female wrist.
Dong Fangshuo somberly shook his head and looked at her eyes again. The baby in her arms turned to the old monk behind her and said, "Although the two masters have been poisoned deeply, it is not difficult to survive. This woman’s physique is too weak and she has just begun to produce vitality. It is poisonous and has entered the heart. I can delay her life with acupuncture and medicine. I can live in this child for half a year at most, but it will take a long time."
When the old monk heard it, Nailai had promised that Jing Zhanpeng would keep her mother safe, but she didn’t want this woman to be safe for a long time. If she saw the benefactor in the future, it would be hard to explain, but these are all another story, so she gave Dong Fangshuo a one-handed salute and said, "In this case, it is her destiny takes a hand, so please ask the Oriental benefactor for help."
As soon as Dong Fangshuo saw the old monk with a bowl in his right hand and a one-handed salute in his left hand, he knew that it was a Shaolin monk who was busy saluting. "I didn’t expect the master to be a Shaolin monk. How dare you ask the master’s name?"
It turns out that this one-handed ritual was made by Shaolin monks in memory of the second ancestor, Zen master Hui Ke. Hui Ke loved to read the Book of Changes, Lao and Zhuang since childhood, and then he learned Buddhism because of his contact with Buddhism. He traveled to Songshan Shaolin Temple and heard about Dharma. When he came here, he came to seek truth from the teacher. Dharma sat in the cave and turned a blind eye to him.
Many days have passed, and Huike still kneels motionless outside the cave. On the night of December 9 that year, there was heavy snow, cold wind and bone-piercing snowflakes floating all over him. He became a snowman. Only then did Dharma say, "What is your wish to keep kneeling in the snow like this?"
Hui Ke respectfully replied, "I only hope that the teacher will be merciful and help all beings."
Dharma said indifferently, "Buddhists seek truth at the expense of everything. Do you want to seek Buddhism with this little hard work? Unless it is red and snowy. "
When Huike heard this, he took out a sharp knife and cut off his right arm without hesitation. Suddenly, the blood became red in the snow. As soon as the snow turned into red snow, Huike put the broken arm in front of Dharma to show his devotion to Dharma. This is the Buddhism saying that the broken arm seeks Dharma, and the spirit of sacrificing oneself and forgetting oneself gave him the mantle. Later, Huike became the second generation ancestor of Zen Buddhism. In memory of Huike Jackson, he performed a one-handed ritual.
When the old monk saw the question, he replied in reply, "Old na Hui Jing"
Dong Fangshuo listened to the word "Hui Jing" and asked, "Master, is that iron-legged Zen master who made a name for himself?"
The old monk shook his head gently and said, "Oriental benefactors are all things of the past."
Dong Fangshuo saluted again at once when he saw that the old monk was indeed the "martial arts" and "dharma" resounded through the martial arts predecessors. See Synonyms at salute.
In front of a chic wooden attic in Wanhua Valley, a child knocked on the door and came out with a basin of black dirty water. Then she returned to the house with a basin of clean water. Liu Xueying lay quietly on the palm of her hand by the bed and took a closer look. Every finger was inserted with a very thin gold needle, and a trace of black blood slowly dripped into the square basin with the gold needle.