Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 647
Fang Jianming laughed out loud "haha", and said: "The Mo Hufa's words are too arbitrary, your honorable master has the ability to recognize the 'Longevity Bottle', don't you have other special abilities?"

The five of them didn't interrupt and let him continue.

"I have to explain one thing below. The 'Mother and Son Vase' was originally in the sea. As for where this sea is, although I don't know exactly where it is, it is definitely on the coast of our country, not some sea in Persia."

The faces of the five people changed drastically, and Mo Kegu shouted: "You are talking nonsense. According to the scriptures of our religion, the 'big and small holy bottles' were salvaged from my Persian sea."

Fang Jianming smiled and said, "That's right. In a word, the 'Mother and Child Longevity Bottle' came up from the sea. As for what sea it came from, you are based on the scriptures, but I listened to what the person said."

The five were amazed, and Mo Kedo asked, "Who is this person?"

Fang Jianming patted the "Zi Changsheng Bottle" on his waist and said, "Of course it is it."

The five felt that it was extremely absurd. If the bottle could talk, the sun would come out from the west.

Mo Kegu said coldly: "Young Xia's joke is too outrageous."

Fang Jianming said sternly: "What I say is not a joke. You believe that the 'Children and Mother Longevity Bottle' has the supreme ability to help the revival of your religion. Don't you believe that they have other abilities?"

The five of them were speechless for a while, not knowing how to refute.If they could refute it, wouldn't it mean that the "child-mother longevity bottle" is just an ordinary bottle?How can it help the revival of the Persian holy religion?

Fang Jianming continued: "The person who salvaged the 'Children and Mother Longevity Bottle' was a fisherman, he didn't know the purpose of the bottles, so he took them as decorations.

Later, the descendants of the fisherman sold them and were robbed by bandits, who discovered their usefulness by accident.In order to fight for them, the people of the world are fighting each other. The scope of this fighting is so wide that many countries may be involved, and they may fall into the hands of you Persians.Having said that, I would like to ask, is there really a relationship between your religion and the Devil's religion? "

Mo Kegu sneered and said: "Of course it has something to do with it. When the power of the religion was at its strongest, there were inheritors of the religion in the world, and you in the Central Plains were no exception. The Demon Sect is one of the inheritors of the religion. Far away, with the passage of time, they became an independent branch, changed the teachings, and the church can no longer manage."

Fang Jianming thought for a while, and deduced: "This is it. The "big and small holy bottles" of your religion are probably stolen by the first generation leader of the demon religion. He has been keeping this secret for fear that you will cause him trouble. , when the secret cannot be kept, it is rumored that there is only one 'Eternal Life Bottle' to mislead you."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help muttering in my heart: "150 years ago, the leader of the Demon Cult, Dugu Jingtian, stole the 'Xing Nerve', and 60 years ago, the leader of the Demon Cult, Dugu Jingtian, stole my father. If it is as I guess, Presumably, the defect of the Demon Cult Master is hereditary."

Most of Mo Ke was dubious, and said: "It turns out that there is still such an experience, but no matter what, the 'big and small holy bottles' were lost from the religion, and the religion must take it back."

Fang Jianming smiled faintly, and said: "I also really hope that your teaching can be revived, but if you want to take away the 'Zi Changsheng Bottle', I'm afraid you need to ask the 'Zi Changsheng Bottle'. I promised it that once its mother is found, Just let their mother and child return to the sea, if you took it away, how could it be possible to return it to the sea? Forgive me, it will be difficult to obey."

The five people were confused, but they could tell that Fang Jianming had no intention of handing over the "holy bottle" to them. Mo Kedo's face turned ugly in an instant, and he said, "Fang Shaoxia, the five of us really don't want to be your enemy. .”

Fang Jianming said: "I don't want to fight with the five of you."

Among the five protectors, Mo Kegu had the strongest temper. He heard the words and shouted: "Fang Jianming, you are against my Persian holy religion, and you can only ask for trouble."

He doesn't even call him "Young Hero", which shows that he has torn his face.

Fang Jianming said in a deep voice: "Is it not enough for me to suffer? Even if your Pope comes to look for me in person, I will talk to him like this."

When the five heard this, they were all furious. In Persia, anyone who dared to disrespect the Pope in words would have been arrested and punished long ago.

Mo Kedu's face sank, and he said, "Fang Shaoxia, you really don't want to fulfill the five of us?" Although he was angry, his self-cultivation was much better than that of Mo Kegu.

Fang Jianming said: "I'm sorry, I can promise you other things, but I can't do this matter."

Mo Kedo sighed and said: "It seems that we must fight."

Fang Jianming said with a smile: "This is the only and best way. If you defeat me, you will naturally be able to take the 'Zi Changsheng Bottle'."

Mo Kegu couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Look at the palm!" He slapped his palm in the air, and the wind rushed straight out, breaking the stele and breaking the stone.

Fang Jianming pressed the air, and his right hand seemed to be placed on an invisible table, but with a "bang", six strong winds dissipated, and Mo Kegu was shaken back three steps.Mo Kegu seems to have slapped a palm, but actually hides the potential of six paths.

Seeing that Fang Jianming easily deciphered Mo Kegu's tricks, Mo Keduo changed his face slightly, and said: "Fang Shaoxia has profound internal strength and magical moves. The five of us have to bully more and less for the sake of our teaching. "

Fang Jianming let out a long laugh, and said: "I have heard that Persian martial arts are not inferior to my Central Plains martial arts. Tonight, I will ask all the guardians for advice." With a sweep of his figure, he appeared ten feet away.

The five people didn't expect his lightness kung fu to be so weird, if he wanted to run away, they might not be able to stop him.

Fang Jianming turned around and said: "This place is more open, five please!" At this time, Fang Jianming was no longer a young boy who had just debuted, and he had the demeanor of a master.

The five people performed extremely fast movements and once again surrounded Fang Jianming in the center. Mo Kedo made a strange gesture, and saw that the other four made strange gestures. Fang Jianming didn't know what was going on, it was scary The strength suddenly surged up, and he seemed to be in a stormy sea. If he hadn't resorted to the "thousand catty pendant", he might fall down.

He frowned, not daring to be careless, and said in a loud voice: "Persian martial arts are really powerful." Flipping his palms, he slapped the sky, and the Supreme Qi exploded. The offensive was broken, and the weird and huge force was still pressing on him continuously. For a moment, he felt like a huge mountain was pressing on his body, which was heavier than lifting a weight of [-] catties.

The five Persians, led by Mokodo, began to utter strange words in their mouths, and their gestures changed a lot, and wave after wave of power enveloped Fang Jianming.

Fang Jianming protected his mind, exuded supreme qi from his whole body, and sat down cross-legged slowly, with his hands facing the sky, like a tower.

After a meal, Fang Jianming relied on the power of the golden core to guide the power from the joint efforts of the five people to his palm.

At this moment, the five Persians let out a strange howl, and flew up like meteors, flicked their sleeves, and cut towards Fang Jianming in the field like five scissors.The sleeves are as straight as knives, and the wind they blow up makes the air flow sizzle. It is so sharp that even steel will cut it off.

Fang Jianming did not pull out the Heavenly Cicada Saber. Since he fought with Zhong Zidan, in his dreams, he often wondered what kind of martial arts is the undefeated martial arts. To achieve the highest state, one must turn decay into magic, even if it is just an ordinary move, it can generate infinite power.

Although he has heard this truth from others, he will only understand it when he can understand it.

Seeing that the five "scissors" were about to approach his body, Fang Jianming jumped up suddenly, dodging the siege at an extremely fast speed. The five people seemed to have expected the direction of Fang Jianming's leap, and followed his body. The shape moves, although the position is constantly changing, but Fang Jianming is always surrounded in the middle, and the sleeves are shot out one after another, as if there are five butterflies flying in the sky, it is really beautiful.

They were moving, and Fang Jianming's figure was also moving, and he was moving faster than them. With every shot, he could swing away the long sleeves that were as sharp as knives.

During the ups and downs of the six people, they fought more than ten moves, the speed was extremely fast.

After landing, the five Persians showed their unique Persian skills and surrounded Fang Jianming tightly. Their moves were like lightning and they were in a hurry. They didn't give Fang Jianming any chance to catch his breath.

Fang Jianming was resolute and unafraid, and used his newly created style of attack. Although the five of them blocked his retreat, they couldn't get inside his defense line.

Fang Jianming would use "Tai Chi" whenever the fight was urgent, and it would have unexpected effects. However, it was only for a moment, and then his fighting style returned to the original one. .

The five of them had never seen such a move before. They said it was a palm but it didn't look like it, they said it was a fist but it wasn't, they said it was a claw, and it was too soft.

Sometimes, Fang Jianming kicked, and I don't know what kind of weird power is on the sole of his foot. Two silk threads spit out, accompanied by a magical power, which always makes the five people suffer from dumbness.

In the end, whenever the five of them saw Fang Jianming showing signs of getting out, they would cover their whole bodies with their sleeves.

The more the five fought, the more distressed they became, but Fang Jianming became more excited. He discovered that this newly created style of fighting has something in common with "Tai Chi", that is, both pay attention to "casualness", but his style of fighting The law is still immature and needs to be further improved.

This is also the reason why he can't help playing "Tai Chi", but because "Tai Chi" is not practiced, he returns to his own routine in a blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, all six of them were sweating, Fang Jianming was sweating profusely, but the five of them were really tired.Their long-term rapid attack consumes a lot of energy, so it's no wonder they aren't tired?
After a cup of tea time passed, Fang Jianming practiced "Tai Chi", and felt that he was getting better and better. Although the power was not fully exerted, it was still considerable.

With the passage of time, the five people only felt that the pressure doubled, and Fang Jianming's strength seemed to be inexhaustible (how did they know that this was caused by "wake up nerves").

Mo Kedo sighed secretly, knowing that Fang Jianming could not be defeated in terms of moves, so he had to put his hope on internal strength, and a strange howl came out, and the other four knew it well after hearing his strange howl.

The five of them retreated abruptly, and then rushed forward again. With all their strength, their palms pierced through their long sleeves and slapped Fang Jianming in the field. Before the true energy reached the ground, the ground was cut by the airflow. Countless openings began to crack.

After all, Fang Jianming was not a god, and at this moment he felt the extreme pressure, every muscle and bone in his body was aching, his feet sank to the ground, and the muscles on his face were squeezed by the five people's true energy, rolling rapidly.

It was too late and then soon, Fang Jianming's eyes glowed with dazzling golden light, he yelled, his feet were pulled out of the ground, his arms shook, and he summoned the true power of the cicada. Then, he spun in the air and kicked out with both feet.

There was a loud "boom", the trees fell and the ground was overturned, and a good forest was destroyed by the internal force of the six people.

Despite Fang Jianming's deep internal strength, he couldn't balance the joint blow of five super masters. He was immediately shocked several feet away, turned a few somersaults in the air, and sat cross-legged on the ground after landing.

However, the situation of the five people in Mokoduo was many times worse than him. After Fang Jianming kicked his feet, countless silks shot out from the soles of his feet and rolled towards the five people.The five people couldn't dodge in time, and some of them were wrapped around them. Although it was only a little bit, because it was the silk of "Golden Silkworm Flower", it also incorporated the power of "Awakening Nerves". Once wrapped around their bodies, the five people were tightly bound He entangled them, and continued to send out strength, which meant to strangle the five people to death.

The five people were terrified and fought against each other.They fought fiercely for a long time, but there was not much skill left. After fighting for a while, they lost all strength. With the sound of "gudong", they fell to the ground one after another, and the strength of silk gradually disappeared.At this moment, even a person who does not know martial arts can easily kill them.

After a while, Fang Jianming opened his eyes, stood up, and was about to walk towards the five people, when he heard the sound of clothes, his brows frowned slightly.

"Hahaha, you guys are so brave, you dare to trouble this king's son-in-law? How is it? How about my king's son-in-law's martial arts? You look like rice dumplings, do you still want to fight?"

Following the words, two figures flew down to the field, but they were the King of the Desert and Feng Feiyan.

Feng Feiyan's cheeks were flushed, extremely coquettish, and said angrily: "Father, you... why do you say that?" He walked up and asked with concern: "Fang Shaoxia, are you alright?"

Fang Jianming glanced at the two of them, and said in surprise, "How could it be you? Haven't you left Hangzhou yet?"

The king of the desert widened his eyes and said, "It's all because of you, kid, otherwise, my father and daughter would have gone back to the desert long ago."

Fang Jianming was even more surprised, and said in surprise: "Me? What's wrong with me?"

The king of the desert always said whatever came to his mind, and when he heard the words, Feng Feiyan was about to speak, and stomped his feet in a panic: "Father, what did I tell you earlier? You forgot my words so quickly."

The King of the Desert said with a smile: "Of course Dad hasn't forgotten, I'm just dissatisfied with this kid, he did such things to you, and it's like nothing happened, Dad can't help it..."

Feng Feiyan's pretty face was flushed with embarrassment, how could he let him continue talking, turned to the side, and said angrily: "If you talk about it again, I won't go back to the desert with you."

The king of the desert hurriedly stopped, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't say anything, let you do it." With a flash, he came to the five people, grabbed Mo Kegu, pointed at Fang Jianming with his backhand, and said: "This The boy is the son-in-law of this king, if you can't get along with him, you can't get along with this king, believe it or not, this king will kill you."

Mokegu didn't have the strength to resist at all. He was held in the hands of the king of the desert. How could he have the dignity of a Persian guardian?For a moment, he was extremely ashamed, and his angry eyes glared at the King of the Desert.

(End of this chapter)