The drizzle is drizzling, and the misty dream is like a misty dream.

In the hot season at the end of May, this fog and rain are a strange thing. If you pair it with a thatched hut and a man sitting in the thatched hut, it seems to be a more interesting picture, as if it is just like a painting of ink paintings in the rivers and lakes. The sound of the rain is composed into a song, and it is jumping on the thatched hut - leaning against the building and listening to the wind and rain, looking at the roads indifferently.

Unfortunately, there are often people who follow the wind and rain on the building, but there are not often people who look at the world of the world.

Because after entering the world, everyone wants to become famous and respected, but they also want to become famous in a certain place or sect and not do anything in nothing. How can people be indifferent?

Jiang Dali, who has long been at the peak of the world, should have the qualifications to look down on the world. At least he is very fond of today's player forums or hot posts about him in the world...

What is "The Black Wind Village Master is not good," "The Black Wind Village Master will not go further," "No matter how long the Black Wind Village eagle is, it will be difficult to advance to the core of the Holy Dynasty." He smiled at all these hot discussions.

To be honest, I'm tired of it.

Even though I have rarely appeared in front of players recently, I am still the object of being missed by players. This is also the trouble of being a charming legendary NPC boss...

There is no way. Since he rose all the way nearly three years ago, he has been out of control. Since then, he has become the inevitable target of players' daily attention, and his popularity is high. Now it is "Although Brother has faded out of the world, the legend of Brother is everywhere."

However, at this time, there are more important things in the world, and he needs to ask...

At this moment, he had developed a unique sense. In recent days, he studied the sharper qi observation ability created by the magical power of breaking the void, which made him easily capture two figures with great light skills a hundred miles away, and was flying over a city on the eaves and walls, and then trekked quickly.

He concentrated slightly, and a relatively blurred picture appeared in his mind based on the locking of the energy.

I saw two figures moving around, and my body was wonderful.

A person is like a bird flying in the air, flapping his wings and gliding, and often one leaping with energy is more than twenty feet;

The other man was like a slight step in the wave, and his footsteps were swam along the ground like an arrow through the clouds. His speed was only faster than the former. A small tornado-like flying sand and stones were lifted up around him. From a distance, it was like a gust of wind and sand blew by. Who could see the figure of the fat monk swept through the wind and sand?

The two of them have the same body skills as Feng Wu Jiu Tian, ​​but they are comparable to Feng Wu Jiu Tian, ​​and they are not Lingbo Weibu, but they are better than Lingbo Weibu. However, they are the manifestation of the omnipotence of light skills and body skills that have reached the realm of transformation.

These two people are Shaolin Huiqi and Huien.

When Jiang Dali locked the two of them, they both felt the unconcealed breath of the strong man. When they were outside, they all thoughts and thoughts appeared in their minds. The image of Jiang Dali sitting in the thatched cottage, holding a wine pot in his hand, and a pair of tiger eyes became electric and had a strange look.

"Jiangzhaizhu!"

"Amitabha! The master of the Jiangzhai Village can telepathize with me and my junior brother a hundred miles away. It is really the power of Bodhidharma, and it is the only thing that can be seen in the world."

Both the monk Huien and Huiqi radiate the spirit according to the telepathy transmitted by Jiang Dali, and establish a deeper connection with it in the heart.

Jiang Dali smiled calmly and said lightly, "It's just a thousand miles of soul locking. It's far from your Master Bodhidharma's divine power."

That being said, Jiang Dali also understood that the telepathy shown in this way is a capability that many top masters are difficult to achieve by locking souls alone.

For example, powerful people like Qin Shihuang who break the boundary realm need Heshi Bi as a medium to telepathize from a long distance, put their own images into the minds of others and communicate with others.

Of course, if the distance is only a thousand miles, such a strong man may not need media, and he can achieve this method.

During the communication, Huien and Huiqi also approached with a very quick body movement, and in a flash, several miles passed by.

Jiang Dali suddenly felt a happy heart again, and sensed several other familiar auras, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You guys...you're here after all."

A Shui Fushi's spirit of confrontation that was extremely in line with his soul was immediately highly in line with his spiritual sensing.

Another extremely clear picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the picture, the gurgling stream flowed out like a silver thread among the mountains. On the blue sky and white clouds, a huge black-shiny demon eagle was carrying three women with flapping their wings and gliding.

But I saw three women, who were light makeup and plain makeup, bright lips, white clothes, red jade, and beautiful jade.

Or they are beautiful and charming, delicate and noble, dignified and graceful, and smiling like a flower;

Or it is elegant and charming, graceful and slender, with a high bun on the head, noble and majestic, as cold as the moon and frost. It can be said that it is beautiful and has its own merits, and it is all full of charm.

The three girls stood on the back of an eagle, and they were really a "lotus is not as good as a beauty's makeup, the wind in the water palace brings pearls and green fragrance", one "there is no beauty for thousands of years, and the Luntai regrets will be a god", the other "they are thick and the mind are far and true, the texture is delicate and the bones are even", which is enough to surpass countless flowers.

These three women are Fantasy, Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing.

At this time, Jiang Dali's powerful image appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel timid in his hometown and passionately in his heart.

Wu Xiao sensed the image of Jiang Dali in his mind, and his long eyelashes flashed with his eyes, as if he was looking at Jiang Dali from a distance, to see if this person who had been thinking about day and night was really seriously injured as rumored in the world.

Suddenly she showed a smug smile, and she smiled two shallow dimples and said:

"If we sisters hadn't made an appointment to see you together, you bad guy might have wanted to avoid us? I'll leave when I saw us here. Now I can just look at you like this in my mind. I can send us away."

Jiang Dali was angry and funny, and said spiritually, "You can see me anytime. I, Jiang Dali, are rampant in the world and will not avoid others, so how can I avoid you?"

"The leader of the village, Sister Wu, she is joking. She has always been awesome, but in fact she has different feelings."

Wang Yuyan also tried to convey her spirit.

Wu Huan smiled and said, "Sister Yuyan, sister, my little mouth is very powerful. The leader of the village has tried it. As for whether he is full of heart, do you know this?

Do you want me to teach you whether I can teach you my sisters, and we will serve the good village leader together in the future.”

"Ah! Sister Mai, you!!"

Wang Yuyan hadn't heard it at first, but at the end she even heard it, her ears turned red. A delicate and radiant red cloud flew up from her crystal-like pink cheeks. Her face was so shy that she was so hot that she was red. She spat and changed the topic angrily.

Only Murong Qingqing stood beside her elegant and charming posture, smiling and watching, and quietly looked at Jiang Dali's majestic figure. Although she pretended to be nothing on the surface, she didn't know what it felt in her heart.

"The Shaolin monks have arrived, and you three are here too."

Jiang Dali had long been accustomed to the genius of the little fairy, and knew that he would not give this woman a chance to hit a snake and stick, otherwise he would be entangled and would not be able to escape. He immediately changed the topic and rescued Wang Yuyan and restrained his spiritual thoughts.

When he opened his eyes, the sound of clothes flying not far away approaching, and two glimmering lights reflected in the sunlight. It was Huien and Huiqi, two bald men, used their body techniques to step on branches and leaves, and quickly approached the cottage.

He put down the wine pot, stood up, held his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at the two of them, clasped his fists and smiled, "I have been waiting for the two monks for a long time, and I feel deeply regretful that the heart of Bodhidharma has been in trouble."

"Amitabha! Why are the high-rise buildings? The temples and pavilions built in the previous life. Why are the fortunes and wealth? The temple gate of Shimi Temple in the previous life. The donor of Jiang does not need to be cared about. I am here and my senior brother are here to help the donor resolve this difficulty."

The chess of wisdom jumped down like a big bird, and a somersault turned over and fell into the thatched cottage. He reached out and touched the nine black and white chess pieces with unique shapes embedded in the ring scar. He laughed and said, "I was in a hurry to see you."

"Amitabha! If you want to know the causes of the previous life, you will receive them in this life. If you want to know the results of the next life, you will be the author of the next life. Even if someone does it, God has already made arrangements. Why should you regret and blame yourself?"

In the wind and sand, Huien's voice came slowly and smiled. A gust of wind and sand blew to the thatched cottage and dissipated, revealing Huien's familiar figure as fat as Maitreya Buddha after both wind and sand were gone.

"Dark heavenly decisive?"

Jiang Dali smiled calmly and looked up at the sky with wild eyes, and said calmly, "If this matter is determined by heaven, the account owner will be calculated on this God's head and will definitely settle it together in the future."

Such a crazy talk against the sky, the two monks immediately felt a sudden heart.

Then I remembered that this man had recently broken through the Heavenly Sky in Wushuang City. Although he failed in the end, his mad courage and his strength in the sky were enough to be arrogant to the heroes in the world. When talking about the will of heaven in front of this madman, he naturally slapped the horse's legs with compliments.

The two of them now turned the topic to the heart of Bodhidharma, and no longer talked about any god's will or cause and effect, so as not to say the wrong words again and cause and effect.

Huien said solemnly, "Donor Jiang, it has been six days since the heart of Bodhidharma opened that day. Even though I and my junior brother set out to find you that day, I didn't know that you suddenly went to Wushuang City, so I went around on the way and came to meet you today.

Now that these six days have passed, I am afraid that the location of the catastrophe leaked after the Bodhidharma's Heart was opened has been noticed by some top masters. Now, in order to find the location of the catastrophe before those people, I am willing to sacrifice myself to use the power of the master to open the heavenly eye power to lock in the leaked catastrophe. Then donor Jiang and his junior brother will drive the dragon together, so he should still be able to get to the top first."

"You want to open your eyes to the sky?"

Jiang Dali frowned and stared at Huien, pondering, "As far as I know, your monks before Shaolin had opened up the heavenly eyes for the sweeping monk, and then passed away and sat in the same place. Do you have to choose to sacrifice yourself?"

Huien smiled, his face was like Maitreya, patted his erect belly and said, "What is sacrifice? What is not sacrifice? Monk, I have always been a wine and meat that passes through my intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in my heart. After being a wine and meat monk for so many years, I have eaten enough and drunk enough. Sacrifice myself to make the world a success. This is not a sacrifice, but a profit."

“Hahahaha…”

At this moment, a chuckle of a woman like a silver bell came from far and near, and her pleasant voice was approaching with the wind, "The so-called monk Yueming saved Liu Cui... Monk, you have eaten and drunk enough in the years, but I wonder if you have played enough? I wonder if the meat you have eaten has the fragrance of a woman? If you die before you smell the fragrance of a woman, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Huien, Huiqi heard the voice of Wu's wife, and immediately felt a heat all over her body. The ear drums were full of demonic sounds. She wanted to be distracted and illusions in her heart. She said that the powerful "Heavenly Demon Sound" was so powerful that she hurriedly filled her ear drums, silently chanting the Buddhist scriptures to scare her mind, and then looked closely.

A smile came from the sky, and the widows flew down from the demon eagle like a scattered flower in the sky, and their hands turned into thousands of sleeves.

The two monks felt a flash of sight, and a gust of fragrant wind had passed by, but they had swept to Jiang Dali, who was opposite, as if they were fooling them, and their sleeves wrapped around the magnificent body that was intimidating the heroes of the world...

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Chapter completed!