Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 129

The bamboo pole-like Dongyi Taoist priest had already exposed his breasts, revealing his slender body like a chicken, and looked at Da Shang Guoshi provocatively.

Just came back, and the head fell on the neck and it was intact. Afterwards, Zi Shou blushed even more excitedly. Although the pain just now was really painful, he thought it was gone, but he didn't expect that the head turned out to be like this after it was moved. .

"Feihu, don't you know that your head was in the sky just now? Feihu, what's wrong with your face? Why are you so ugly."

Excited Zishou looked at Huang Feihu who suddenly had an ugly face while he was wondering, followed his brother's eyes and saw the national teacher's playful eyes, and the joy in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Zi Shou just beheaded, the second round of competition is up to you."

Sure enough, it was no good to speak under the teasing eyes of the national teacher Qingyun, Huang Feihu showed a smile uglier than crying, forced the uglier smile and took a deep breath, secretly cheering himself up.

It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way, it's okay for His Highness to behead the capital just now, and the national teacher is powerful, so it doesn't get in the way.

Just when Huang Feihu secretly cheered himself up and stepped forward, the national teacher Qingyun sighed sadly: "Feihu, the deity has consumed a lot of mana just now, it will depend on the destiny later."

Swish!Huang Feihu's face was instantly pale when he was frightened by a word, his lips trembled a little, his pitiful eyes looked at the national teacher, as if he said that the national teacher should not scare me.

"Go, let this deity see the courage of the great businessman behind the door."

The words of consolation from the national teacher also forced Huang Feihu to calm down. He turned around and directly cupped his fists at Zishou and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, take care."

After speaking, when he was about to stride towards the front of the formation, the corner of the national teacher Qingyun's mouth slowly curled up into a smile, "Why, are you in such a hurry to die? Or do you mean that you know the art of disembowelment and immortality?"

After hearing this, Huang Feihu turned his head. Although his face was still a little pale, he still said in a strong and calm voice: "National teacher, you are the national teacher of the Great Merchants. You must not lose the prestige of the Great Merchants. Please invite the National Teacher Replenish your energy, you must win the third game, and don't fall into the prestige of my great merchant!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Feihu strode forward to the front of the formation with an attitude of unfulfilled ambitions. Seeing this scene, Qingyun couldn't help showing admiration, he deserves to be the queen of the general.

"Sage Hongyun is in a hurry like a law!"

With a loud drink, the yellow talisman between the two fingers was instantly ignited, and a large bowl full of clear water appeared in the right hand as he waved his hand. The water even turned yellow.

"Zi Shou, go and send this bowl of talisman water to Huang Feihu to drink, and at the same time lend your knife to Feihu to open his stomach."

Another hasty scene, the corners of Zi Shou's mouth twitched while watching, but thinking that he was safe and sound in the scene just now, he ran towards the opposite side full of confidence with the talisman water in his hand.

Before the formation of the two armies, countless soldiers gasped in shock and wanted to see how the disemboweled man would recover as before.

I saw Dongyi's Zhugan Taoist and Dashang's Huang Feihu both walking to the front of the formation. The soldiers of the two armies could see it clearly, especially some generals who were cultivated could see it very clearly.

"Flying Tiger, drink it."

Although he already had the determination to die, looking at the talisman water sent, Huang Feihu's eyes full of death rose up with a desire to survive. Teacher, I can't help but feel grateful in my heart.

Who wants to die if they can live, picked up the talisman water and drank it into the stomach, and was afraid of being negligent, Huang Feihu stuck out his tongue and licked the bowl clean after drinking every drop.

Zi Shou at the side didn't take offense at all, but excitedly took out the long knife in his hand that hadn't been sheathed, and said excitedly: "Feihu, you will use my knife to cut open your stomach later."

Seeing Huang Feihu's excitement from Zishou's appearance, he wanted to cry even more. He really didn't know whether to thank His Highness or not, why did the other party feel like he wanted him to open his stomach quickly?

"Boy, if you don't dare, admit defeat early, and the poor will not care about you."

Although the Dongyi Bamboo Pole Taoist on the opposite side looked a bit arrogant, he still had a good heart, but Huang Feihu who faced this, snorted coldly, and directly peeled off the breastplate of his upper body in front of the soldiers of the two armies.

First he took off the breastplate, and then he pulled off his clothes, revealing the strong muscles. The Dongyi Bamboo Pole Taoist on the opposite side was flushed, and then he looked at himself, as if there was a gap between the two. This is more than one step worse in appearance.

"Thin Taoist priest, with your bone structure, you might as well admit defeat as soon as possible. Our Daoist soldiers are afraid that you, a Taoist priest, will cut your waist in two with one knife."

haha~
In an instant, the officers and men of the Great Merchant laughed loudly, and Huang Feihu looked at the other party's thin body with mocking eyes, "Even if you put aside your stomach, you may not be able to take out your heart and liver."

"Haha~ That's right, this skinny Taoist priest from Dongyi is like a bamboo pole. I'm afraid there are only bones under the flesh."

"Haha, hey~, the Taoist priests of Dongyi will be careful later, change to a smaller dagger, and don't use the big swords of the soldiers, or the waist will be cut off if you are not careful, haha~"

"Extremely extreme. The soil and water in Dongyi don't know how to raise it. This thin hemp stick is thinner than their chickens, haha~"

Dashang was even more laughing, and it made the skinny Taoist priest on the opposite side stare angrily, "Okay, Pindao kindly reminds you that you actually underestimated Pindao so much, we will see the outcome later."

Although the skinny Taoist priest was angry at the ridicule of the Da Shang generals, he still angrily threw the mahogany sword in his hand towards the Da Shang Guo Shi who was on the chariot in the distance.

After catching the beautiful mahogany sword thrown by the other party, the skinny Taoist priest Dongyi on the bamboo pole directly sneered and said: "Hold it, don't say that the three brothers and I are not honest."

After finishing speaking, the thin Taoist priest with a bamboo pole from Dongyi stood proudly in front of the formation of the two armies, and then stretched out his hand and shouted: "Get the knife."

At this time, Dongyi's soldiers rushed out, his face turned green when he saw the big knife in the hands of the person who came, and he looked pitifully at the two senior brothers not far behind.

"Quickly send this dagger and the tray to our soldiers."

The three brothers and sisters have been practicing together all year round, and they all know that the bigger the wound, the more energy they will lose. The youngest, a short and ugly Taoist priest hurriedly greeted behind him, and immediately a soldier from his own tribe rushed over. come over.

In this way, in front of the formation of the two armies, the Dongyi soldier with a ghost-headed sword was full of doubts on his face. He kept holding the sword in his hand, but the Taoist priest turned a blind eye and looked arrogant.

Cold sweat slipped from his temples, and finally under the desperate request of the bamboo pole skinny Taoist priest, the soldiers of his tribe strode forward, holding a silver plate in both hands, and there was a sharp small dagger on the silver plate.

After seeing this scene, the skinny Taoist finally breathed a sigh of relief, and glared at this fast-sighted reckless man angrily, you have such a wide blade, you really have to stab yourself in two with one blow, he It was disembowelment and heart digging, not cutting the body in two.

At this moment, a silver plate suddenly appeared in Zishou's palm, and when he looked back, he saw the national teacher looking at them with a smile on his face.

In this way, in the middle of the battlefield, Huang Feihu and the thin Taoist priest with bamboo poles looked at each other, and there was a person beside him holding a silver tray in both hands.

The skinny Taoist sneered, stretched out the slender arm that would make countless women jealous, lightly held the sharp dagger the size of a palm, then patted his shriveled stomach arrogantly and confidently, and then stood in front of the two armies. In the face of the soldier, the dagger slowly stabbed in a small section, and then stabbed down like this.

Blood slowly oozes out, and the skinny Taoist priest on a bamboo pole is sweating profusely. With difficulty, he stretches out his skinny palm and digs it into his abdomen. His intestines were pulled out.

Drenched with blood and accompanied by a stench, it was placed directly on the silver tray. The skinny Taoist priest with bamboo poles was pale as if he was dehydrated. With cold sweat on his head, he tremblingly said to the soldiers who were obviously familiar with him, "Quick! Go and show the soldiers of the two armies."

Immediately afterwards Dongyi skinny Taoist stared at Dashang, looking at Huang Feihu's young face, sweating coldly, he still couldn't help trembling and said: "Boy! It's extremely bad luck after ripping out the belly, heart and liver. It doesn't matter how powerful your grand master's national teacher is, it's hard to think that you are a big Luo Jinxian."

However, facing Dongyi skinny Taoist's kind words of persuasion, Huang Feihu sneered directly, and reached out to take the big bronze long knife handed over by Zishou. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at the palm-sized knife on the opposite side. Dagger, this knife of mine is comparable to that ghost-headed knife just now.

This cut is not something that the other party can stop the blood with his hands, Huang Feihu couldn't help but look at Zishou, his bawdy eyes seemed to ask, can His Highness change to a smaller knife.

However, Zishou didn't see the meaning in Huang Feihu's eyes, instead he nodded encouragingly and said: "Feihu, don't worry, do it boldly, this is what the national teacher told you to use this long knife."

After hearing this, Huang Feihu's face turned green, and he looked bitterly at the national teacher standing on the chariot, regretting endlessly in his heart, damn it, he can never offend the national teacher again, the national teacher's narrow-mindedness is too pitiful.

Grit your teeth!Flipping his hand to hold the blade, Huang Feihu stabbed directly into his abdomen. Under the severe pain and fear of death, cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

bang~
The long knife that was stabbed just now was pulled out and was still on the ground. At this time, Huang Feihu didn't dare to follow the skinny Taoist priest across from him and swipe it. The wound has spread from his chest to his abdomen in just one stab.

The blood flowed down, and when the thick palm penetrated into the abdominal cavity, Huang Feihu broke out in a cold sweat immediately, and then looked at the excited look on the side, which seemed to encourage him, but at this time he was in distress, it was too painful, The pain was even shivering, and the cold sweat kept pouring out as if he didn't want money.

The Dongyi skinny Taoist who was looking at the opposite looked at this unlucky young general with sympathy, such a big hole, you are the one to suffer.

The bloody palm took out the heart and liver and a plate full of intestines from the abdominal cavity. I don't know if it is a strong person. The intestines are also fat, and they seem to be half the size of the Dongyi skinny Taoist opposite.

"Good flying tiger."

After being encouraged to say something, Zizi also proudly held the silver plate and began to show it in front of the soldiers of the two armies, but he didn't see his good brother Huang Feihu's body was shivering and about to collapse.

However, Qingyun, who was standing on the chariot, smiled after seeing this scene. In his eyes, Huang Feihu, who was dripping blood and clutching his abdomen, was intact.

Blindfolded!But this pain will still hurt, and the pain of personally digging out the heart is still very painful. Thinking of this, Qingyun can't help touching his chin and looking at the proud Zishou in the distance, secretly muttering, whether to let Zishou try it some other day Get over this pain.

The soldiers of the Dongyi and Dashang armies all saw the beating heart and the steaming white intestines, and countless people were shocked by the cold air in their hearts.

The Dongyi Bamboo Pole Taoist priest was sweating from the top of his face at this time, feeling the consumption of mana and vitality in his body, he couldn't help crying secretly, my darling, come back quickly, if I don't come back, I will really be unable to hold on.

At the same time, Huang Feihu on the opposite side is also uncomfortable, one is the inexplicable fear, and the other is the pain all the time.

"Hmph! Xiaoxiao's generation!"

At this moment, Qingyun, the national teacher standing on the chariot, snorted coldly, pointed at the sky with the mahogany sword thrown over by the opponent just now and shouted: "Sage Hongyun is in a hurry like a law! Wind, fire, thunder and lightning! Call!"

Kacha~
A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the blue sky. When Zishou was holding a silver plate to show off his might to the three armies of Dongyi, a wild dog flashing with evil spirit suddenly sprang out. Suddenly, the lightning fell, and it was directly turned into coke under the howling of the wild dog.

It was this scene that immediately made the atmosphere of the soldiers of the two armies tense, and Dongyi's side was even a little more riotous. Among them, the hulking Taoist priest who was being supported turned his head and cursed: "Damn it, that bastard! How dare you do such a small thing?" People walk."

"Brother, don't be angry, I'm afraid it's from the Kunshan Department of Dongyi."

The third child was a thin old Taoist priest with a goatee. He muttered in a low voice and at the same time he was secretly on guard, and even made a gesture to a soldier of a tribe beside him.
"Go! Let the second child accept the law quickly."

Although the boss was very angry, he was helpless. Who made their tribe weaker, and it was still relatively barren. Otherwise, how could they be so speechless.

It was also because of this accident that the two sides were immediately alerted. At the same time, Di Xin was also secretly surprised and Dongyi's soldiers chose to go back.

Under the shocked pupils of the soldiers on both sides, the skinny Taoist priest of the other side looked like a hungry man, sweating profusely, grabbing the intestines and heart and liver with both hands and racing them into the stomach.

On the other side, Huang Feihu was also sweating in pain. After seeing King Zhou sent him back, his hands didn't care about his image at all. The two of them were like hungry men, staring with big eyes and panting wildly into their stomachs. game.

If it weren't for the two of them not opening their mouths to eat, just looking at their expressions, they might think that they are hungry and thirsty after being hungry for a long time.

Dongyi's skinny stick Taoist looked up after stuffing it, and suddenly showed a smug smile. At this moment, he seemed to feel that being thin is also good. Soon, on the other hand, Huang Feihu was so hungry that he didn't even bother to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the skinny Taoist priest hurriedly chanted a mantra with trembling lips, and kept stroking his withered abdomen with his hands. After a short while, there were only traces of the dirty blood, and the wound had healed.

The moment he raised his head, Huang Feihu on the opposite side had just finished filling his stomach full of things, and he was in a hurry, not knowing what to do, when he suddenly felt a hot feeling in his abdomen, followed by a flash of blue light, and the wound healed up.

At this moment, the ability of the two of them also opened the eyes of the officers and men of both sides, and they were shocked. After doing all this, the skinny Taoist priest hurriedly swallowed a few pills, looked at each other with a pale face, and suddenly widened his eyes. With a rosy face, it looks like he is about to dry out.

Looking down at the elixir in his palm, the bamboo pole Taoist priest's face was filled with bitterness. The elixir that he once regarded as a treasure now feels not fragrant at all.

"Good skills! Good supernatural powers! Da Shang Guoshi, poor Daoist convinced."

In the end, Zhugan Daoist said these words weakly and was helped back by the soldiers of his own tribe.

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