The west is majestic, the great Kunlun...

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The coast of Bohai Sea.

The wind is strong and the waves are rolling.

Looking from a distance, it just looks like water and sky meet, dark clouds hang low, and wind and thunder surge together.

The turbulent waves rolled up and flew down, hitting the rocks on the shore, and immediately made a loud and loud sound.

"Wow"

The water surges to the sky.

"Click"

Thick clouds and lightning.

The heavy rain is about to fall, but there are people on the shore.

An old monk with two long eyebrows, a round head, wearing monk's robes, walking hastily.

This monk is tall and tall, with a copper-skinned face and bright eyes. He looks thin, but under his tight skin, there seems to be unimaginable explosive power brewing.

On the shoulders of the old monk, there was a little monk lying on his back. He had a round head, round eyes, and round body, and looked like a ball of flesh. He looked like four or five years old. He was hugging the old monk's neck tightly. The corners of his mouth were stained with oil.

I just ate something fishy, ​​and now I’m still smacking my lips, thinking about it all the time.

"Baby, it's going to rain, hurry up!"

The old monk said hello.

The little monk stopped sucking his fingers and said "hmm".

Immediately I saw the old monk let go of his pace and started running wildly. His steps were like flying. With one fierce step, he actually ran three feet away. After a few steps, the momentum became more and more urgent, like an arrow leaving the string, and his feet could not move faster.

It's touching the ground, it's amazing.

While running around.

But the old monk said "Hey" and stopped walking suddenly. His waxy copper-skinned face tensed up, and his two bright eyes were cast to a rock, and he could only see the ink-like sea water.

A person is half submerged and floating in it. Could it be that he is a floating corpse?

"dead?"

The monk frowned, sighed, and walked towards the beach.

"My dear, wait here!"

With a backward movement of his ebony staff, he had already lifted the little monk to the ground lightly. When the disciple fell down, he saw him shouting and using his legs to exert force. The rocks and sand under his feet were immediately ground into powder, and then suddenly

He jumped up high and hit the rock seven or eight feet away like an arrow.

Seeing that he was close, he reached out with one hand and grabbed it. His five fingers were like the body of a diamond, suddenly submerged into the stone, and his body hung in the air. With the other hand, he had already reached out and picked up the ebony stick into the sea, and was picking it up.

The man's armpit in the water.

"rise!"

You can see water splashing everywhere.

In response, one person was thrown up with splashes of sea water, flipped in the air, and was carried on the shoulders of the old monk.

The old monk loosened his five fingers, then used his palm strength to clap his palm on the rock. With a "click" sound, a clear and well-defined palm print of the five fingers was imprinted on it. With the force of the recoil,

The monk stretched out his big sleeves and looked like a flying bird, but then he floated back again. His movements were smooth and flowing, so unlucky.

When he turned the man off his shoulder, he saw that he had a delicate and handsome appearance, almost like a young man, but what was he doing with his half-black and half-white hair?

"Hey, old monk, I've seen a lot, but this is the first time I've seen someone like this!"

The old monk took a look at the bunch of ivory blossoms, and saw that the young man's face was as golden as paper, his eyebrows were blue and black, and his lips had no trace of blood. He didn't know how long he had been soaked in the water, but he didn't show any signs of swelling.

"Huh? You still have breath? That's wonderful!"

He stretched out his hand to try, but to his surprise, the man was still alive. The old monk chuckled, picked up the young monk again, picked up the young man on the ground with one hand, and strode away towards the distance.

There was a thunderbolt behind me, and the wind and rain started coming heavily.

He hurried all the way, and when he reached a dilapidated thatched hut, the monk plunged into it.

He put down the person in his hand.

"Baby, take out some medicine from your bag!"

While checking the condition of the man on the ground, the old monk said to his disciple. Then he put his hand on the man's pulse gate to test the pulse, but before his finger fell, he only exerted a little internal energy.

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly, there was an unimaginable violent force at the Renmai Gate that instantly countered the attack.

"Um?"

The old monk's face changed, he was shocked and surprised. He felt as if there was an invisible barrier under his finger, and he could no longer press it down.

But with just such a movement, the man on the ground suddenly trembled, and blood flowers exploded all over his body one after another. His energy was violent, and his energy was flowing backwards.

"not good!"

The old monk's eyes were wide open, as if he was a diamond subduing a demon. The monk's clothes lifted up without any wind. In an instant, they were swollen. His two white eyebrows were instantly lifted upside down and floated like a dragon and snake. The wind and rain outside the hut were completely covered by the wind and rain.

It's so hard to get any closer.

He pressed his fingers again, as if they were as heavy as a ten thousand stone. It took him three breaths to reach a distance of just two inches. When it came down, the old monk's entire robe almost flew up, making a hunting sound. He was shocked.

I was shocked in my heart. Even though I had seen a lot and knew all the heroes in the world, this person's skills were truly unheard of and unseen.

But he immediately frowned again.

But the muscles and veins in this man's body are now not only tangled and difficult to untangle, some are even disconnected, and some are unexpectedly missing. His internal organs are extremely damaged. At this moment, being attracted by his external force, the young man's mouth is full of

There is blood flowing.

The originally powerful and unparalleled skills are now like a ball of gunpowder swallowed in the belly, hitting left and right, causing a violent riot. If not, it would be a scene where the sea of ​​​​qi bursts and the body is shattered into pieces.

"He's not dead yet?"

The old monk went from bewilderment to shock, and then to admiration, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

While he was talking, his hands did not stop. His face was solemn. He just helped the man on the ground to sit on the ground. He placed his hands on his back and massaged several large and important points. On the top of the young man's head, he didn't say much.

Wisps of white air overflowed, rising like smoke, and the black and white air on the face looked like dragons and tigers fighting.

"Gather energy in your palms, use your strength throughout your body, and go!"

The monk's eyes were as bright as diamonds, and the words in his mouth used the Buddhist lion's roar, just like the ringing of bells. The young monk who was rummaging through his luggage was so frightened that he quickly covered his ears.

But the young man seemed to have heard it, his eyes suddenly opened, the light in his eyes flashed, and his palms suddenly rose, and he was already slapping against the wind and rain outside the house.

"ah!"

A long whistle sounded, and a stream of green smoke came out of the young man's mouth. It floated four to five feet like an arrow, condensing and not dissipating. It was very mysterious.

With this palm shot, I saw that it was originally a majestic rain curtain, as if it was torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, like two separate water curtains, rising eighty feet against the blue sky, the wind and clouds disappeared, the lightning was silent and the thunder was dark, and the surrounding area was surrounded by two curtains.

There was no more rain falling within the area of ​​thirty feet, and it lasted for thirty or forty breaths. Then the water curtain slowly closed again, and when the roar closed, the young man did not even hum. He rolled his eyes and fell on his back.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so powerful. This kind of skill, not to mention the ancient and modern, is invincible in the world. It's a pity, it's gone, hahaha!" The old monk looked up at the hanging water curtain outside, he was surprised and praised.

, patted his head for the last time, and smiled, as if he had done a good thing.

He stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse again, but this time it was easy, but he felt that the young man's internal energy, which was originally raging and violent, was now exhausted in one breath. His pulse gradually calmed down, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Baby, where's the medicine?"

The old monk greeted.

But he couldn't wait for a long time, so he turned around and saw that his apprentice was squatting on the ground, with his head buried in his back and he took out two meat buns from his backpack. His mouth was full of oil and his mouth was slurping non-stop.

At that moment, the old man's face sank, he picked up the ebony stick and tapped the little monk's round head lightly.

"It's really unreasonable. Why can't you always have enough to eat? Lord Buddha, I give you alms every day to get food. You should be beaten!"

The little monk was in pain, squatted on the ground, covered his head and cried loudly.

"Okay, okay, eat, eat, if you don't have enough, the master will have to ask for it later!"

As soon as the old monk finished speaking.

With tears in his eyes, the little monk buried his head in eating again.

He stretched out his little hand.

"Master, medicine!"
Chapter completed!