MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 712 Buddha light

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The square is magnificent, the floating tomb is ringing, and Ning is standing on the side of the referee. Half of it is a half-heartedly looking at the "God" method far away from the red 袈裟.

Such a confrontation will always remind her of the beginning of the foreigner’s meeting. At that time, the law was not the abbot of the Daxing Temple, but she had practiced the “closed Zen” for many years, and she still had the little girl’s mentality and was interested in the dialogue time. Try to stimulate the other party's opening, and seeing it will be successful. As a result, the referee announced the start of the game and left himself unwilling to regret.

So, one try, two tries, three attempts... The time is so flowing, urging people to go old.

At the beginning, the girl who had been fascinated by the glory of the people was unknowingly middle-aged and was heading for half a hundred roads.

Perhaps only this long-standing "hobby" can make you feel the little girl's feelings for a short time, even if it has been failing, it has never been successful.

What I am talking about is not the words that excite people, but my youth... Ning sighs and sees that the law that describes the dryness stops at the predetermined position, and the two sides are separated by thirty meters.

Under such distance, she is not afraid of his heart to hear his own thoughts.

According to the meat test of a predecessor in the actual battle, it can be judged that the effective range of his heart will not exceed 10 meters or even smaller.

At this time, the referee approved the time and raised the right hand:

"Dialogue time begins!"

Ning Yu is like waiting for a long-awaited show, can't wait to laugh:

"Master abbot, I haven't seen you for a long time."

As soon as this was said, the surrounding audience and the spectators in front of the screen vomited, not mentioning the last match between the Dragon and Tiger Club and the Daxing Temple, and not mentioning the recent title battle, the last major professional competition. "On, you have met with Fayuan Shen, this is less than two months!"

You deliberately said this, would you like to let the Far Deity rebut you?

We will not be fooled by this trick!

The eyes of the law look at the nose and nose, the gods are restrained, the expression is dull, only the micro invisible place is down.

Ning Yu does not care, continue to say:

"Master abbot, I have a doubt, I have been hiding in my heart for a while, and I hope you can point out the maze."

"I have been thinking about it. Buddhism is trying to reduce the mouth and reduce the cause and effect. If a **** who repairs the meditation knows a secret, if you quickly go out and tell the world, you can save thousands. 10,000 lives, then is he choosing to open his mouth, or not?"

She knows that Buddhism, which is good at speculation, must be considered. Mahayana has the answer of Mahayana. The reason for the Mahayana is that it is difficult to beat the abbot in front of him, but similar problems are easily exploited by people, especially now in the live broadcast. If Fayuan does not answer, it is easy to affect the Daxing Temple and his own reputation.

After that, even if there is a Buddhist answer on the Internet, it is rare to cause a war of words. This is the characteristic of the current information society!

The law is far from ear to ear, still maintaining the previous posture, as if losing the trees of life.

It’s a sorghum that fixes the meditation, it’s so sad... Ning’s thoughts turn around and smile:

"If you don't answer the abbot, then forget it. I know that you must be struggling in your heart."

She deliberately smeared the other side, and the result was still far from opening, and even the breathing rhythm and gaze did not change.

After a few black sentences, Ning Hao’s self-respecting identity, not chasing after fiercely, suddenly smiled:

"I heard that after his heart was passed, the master's closed mouth was perfect. Then why didn't he talk? Is there any scorpion in the middle, what rules have been broken, and he accidentally opened his mouth, so he will continue?"

In the face of this malicious speculation, the law is far from moving, and there is no emotional change.

Even if I have not succeeded in several ways, I will see that time will be exhausted, so I will give up, converging my emotions and adjusting my state.

At this moment, she saw that the eye of the eye was moving, and the whole person was like a creature after hibernation, and slowly came alive.

Hibernation... Hibernation... He won’t fall asleep just now? Ning Hao suddenly came up with such an absurd and funny thought, and was stunned for a while, so angry and funny.

The referee did not give her the space to think about it. She has raised her right arm and slammed it:

"Start!"

The skin of the far-drying sallow sallows instantly glowed with a little golden light, and the right palm lifted up and pressed out to the front of the void.

Ning Yu’s upper body was not shaken, and the ghost was traversed. The position behind her original position, a deep and clear palm print appeared on the bluestone floor, and there were no cracks around it, as if the metal utensils were dug out by the sharp weapon. .

King Kong, King Kong, "the power of the mountain"!

This method has a lot of extinctions, but there are very few people who can do the same.

The footsteps were wrong. Ning's body suddenly burst into a fierce hurricane. The hurricane was black and dark.

La la la, walking around the faraway, she violently swung her body, turned into a spiral drill bit, attacked the opponent at high speed, and pulled out another black shadow, mixed in the wind, fiercely tight Followed by the rush, covering up the original shape.

At the same time, a drop of rainwater condensed, or drooping, or drifting, all the way to the far distance, the color seems to be close to black, but it belongs to the deep red that precipitated for a long time.

The dark part, "the wind and the rain"!

The wind can tear the spirit and the body, the rain hides the poison, the illusion seems to be fake, and the fists are hidden in it!

Ning Yu unexpectedly made a rush in the opening, instead of directly wandering!

This is the "Ghost King" true color!

The heavens and the earth seem to be dim, and the color of the glass in the far-flung glimmer of the law flashes, and a round of light emerges from the back of the brain. It is clear and bright, and it shines through the light of all directions!

There seems to be a collection of five Buddhas symbolizing the five great wisdoms in this round of light. When they appear, all the "phantoms" will naturally fade away, and no traces will be seen. All the poisonous rains will quickly disintegrate and lose their original colors.

The comprehensive application of King Kong Department's "Intelligence Boxing", Fayuan "Pharaoh Bodhisattva" and "He Heart Pass"!

The "bit" that rotates at a high speed is revealed when the opponent is about to hit the other side. It is steadily photographed by the palm of the law, which is wide and long, and is unbiased.

boom!

Light gold splattered, and Ning slammed back and flew back, not waiting to land, like a real ghost, half-air direction, continuous turning, avoiding subsequent attacks, and reopening the distance.

This kind of bodywork can be seen as a sigh, even if you have "wind and snow" and "wind and fire like a wheel", it is also better than the "floating light" of this road, and Yan Zhaotang's "instant step" is fast. Oh, it’s too direct, not smart enough.

I am afraid that only the "wind department" that is also known by the body can achieve this level... The future "Chihuahua" may be able to do something similar... Lou Cheng thought.

The same looks are brilliant, the same strength is outstanding, and they are also good at the body, it is no wonder that Ning Jie and "Chihuahua" her masters have been so different for so many years, it is difficult to compare them!

PS: I have been thinking about the dialogue bridge. As a result, I haven’t had time to think about it. The number of words is small, forgive me.