Nightfall Chapter 87: a stone

Original Lu Chenjia feels that his face is a bit wet, and a bit cold. I want to start wonderfully—

She reached out and touched, and touched the blood on one hand.

Looking at her bloodied hands, her expression was a little dazed, her pale face struggled to squeeze out a smile, slowly raised her hands to cover her face, and then suddenly burst into tears.

Tears and blood dripped from her fingers to the ground.

She cried in pain, not because her face was covered with blood and might be disfigured, but because she found it difficult to avenge Longqing in the face of Ning Que.

The people in the Temple of the Buddha looked at the **** who covered his face and weeped blood, looked at the ground that was crushed by Master Baoshu’s handprints, and looked at Ning Que who stood silently holding a knife, shocked.

The academy is very prestigious in the world of spiritual practice, but that’s because the academy has an impressive master, who is also related to the legendary Master Two, but few people think that Ning Que is very strong.

I don’t know if it’s from a Taoist or a bookworm. Ningque is the weakest world in the history of the Unknowable Land. People agree with this statement.

Even if he challenged and killed Xiahou head-on in the Lake of Winter last year, in the eyes of the experts in the spiritual world, it was mainly because Xiahou General had already been seriously injured in the hands of the Demon Sect Walking Tang, and the light The female Sangsang’s performance in that battle was too amazing.

This has nothing to do with savvy talent.

In the eyes of people, Ning Que entered the academy in just a few years. Even if he even had a chance to advance to the state of life, it was not too long ago. In the face of the exquisite Buddhist monk, how could he not let go. What’s more, before he returned, he severely injured Qu Ni Madi and cut the **** in the face.

That is the most beautiful **** in the world’s three idiots. Ning Que actually bears this hand. While everyone in the temple is shocked by Ning Que’s displayed strength, they are also born with the ruthlessness of this person. Palpitating.

Ning Que doesn’t care about others’ opinions.

The rules of the academy are very simple. In addition to the hardness of the fist, the most important thing is the principle of reciprocity. You want to kill me. Then I must kill you. If you want to kill Sangsang, I want to kill you even more. Previously, if Master Baoshu hadn’t had a strong handprint, his blade would directly cut off Lu Chenjia’s head. There would be no time to cut it. One knife.

“Xuankong Temple is going to intervene in my academy?”

Ning Que looked at Master Baoshu. When he saw the Buddha in Washan, he became vigilant, and he knew the relationship between the Buddha Sect and the Moon Kingdom. I just don’t know which step the other party will do.

Master Baoshu looked at him silently. His eyes fell on his left hand, which fell on the waist.

Previously, when he made the Buddhist mudra, Ning Que’s left hand swayed a bird’s beak.

It was the technique of simulating a bird’s beak that caused a trace of stagnation in the pressure of the big handprint.

Master Baoshu doesn’t know the origin of Ning Que’s hand style. I guess it should be the academy’s unique knowledge, but I still don’t understand why Ning Que seems to have a deep understanding of the Buddhist mudra.

The silence of Master Baoshu. In the eyes of everyone in the temple, it was naturally because of other reasons.

Qu Nimati took Lu Chenjia into her arms, looked at the blood on her face, and thought of her son who had died tragically in Chang’an. The expression on her face became more and more spiteful.

She stared at Ning Que fiercely, and her voice was hoarse, unpleasant and painful, she shouted: “You beast, you killed Master Taoist Stone of Xuankong Temple, and wounded Chenjia like this again. My moon wheel and you are incompatible! Buddha can’t tolerate it. You!”

Everyone in the temple is silent. Everyone knows that the battle between Taoist Master Xuankong Temple and Ning Que on Chang’an Chen Street. In a sense, it represents the challenge of Buddhism to those who entered the academy. No matter from which point of view, Ning Que There is no fault at all, but people also know why Qinimadi is so sad.

“You kill me and I will kill you.”

Ning Que said: “Longqing betrayed Haotian, Xiling Temple issued an edict. Everyone got it and punish them. Princess Chenjia actually murdered the girl of light for this thief. What is the problem with my punishment on behalf of the Temple?”

The people in the temple looked at Master Cheng Lixue who truly represented the Xiling Temple.

Cheng Lixue looked calm, silent, not to mention that the **** did touch the taboo of Xiling Temple. Even if not, Ning Que is the future husband of the daughter of light. The temple will not express any opinions.

Ning Que looked at Qu Nimadi and said, “As for Dao Shi’s death in my hands, you have to avenge your illegitimate son. Just do it. Why do you need to involve the Buddha Zong and the moon wheel? I really want to know Is the Buddha unable to tolerate me or to you, an old nun who does not obey the precepts.”

Listening to these words, Master Baoshu’s expression was slightly cold.

Ning Que looked at him and repeated the previous question: “Are you sure you want to take care of this matter in Xuankong Temple?”

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“My Buddha is compassionate, and Xuankong Temple holds this thought. For countless years, I have rarely participated in mundane affairs. I shouldn’t care about the enmity between you and Princess Chenjia.”

Master Baoshu’s expression gradually became serious, and the sound was like a bell ringing, and said: “However, Mr. Thirteen actually entered the magical way. How can I ignore my Xuankong Temple? How can I ignore what I have seen?”

Listening to these words, everyone in the hall looked at Ning Que’s feet, their expressions turned a little weird.

Ning Que noticed that there were a few rubble gravels under his feet, and a small gray spot on the waist of the black courtyard uniform. Looking at the color, it should be the mark left by the stone.

At this time, he remembered that the previous Master Baoshu’s large Buddhist mudras had a strange posture—the right hand stretched out and the index finger slightly bent, looking like a urchin playing a stone—it was really playing Stones.

The cultivator’s body is still as fragile as an ordinary person. Even a strong one at the pinnacle of life can still be easily cut open by a butcher. Of course, the strong one must not fight back.

There are only two types of practitioners, who can shatter a hard stone with their own body. In the previous battle, no one felt Ning Que summoned the body of vitality and vitality with the power of mind. Naturally, he was able to use both power and martial arts. His rumors are not true, and it also shows that what he is practicing is the demon sect technique that is incompatible with the world!

There is dead silence in the temple, no one speaks, no one knows what to say at this time.

Cheng Lixue looked at Ning Que in shock. As the saying goes, Dao and demons are not at odds with each other. As the master of Xiling Temple, he found a practitioner who had become demons. Of course, he should stand up angrily and cut the opponent at the sword. Next…

However, Ning Que is not an ordinary person. He is Mr. Thirteen of the Academy, a direct disciple of the Master.

Don’t say it was Cheng Lixue, even if the head teacher was present, this matter would be very tricky.

Cheng Lixue’s mind was in confusion. He wanted to stand up but didn’t want to stand up. He didn’t know what to do. At this moment, he suddenly saw Sangsang, calmed down and felt very lucky.

The girl of light is here, no matter where it’s his turn to express his attitude on behalf of Xiling Temple. As for the close relationship between the Girl of Light and Ning Que, it certainly wouldn’t mean that the Temple of God descended thunder. What does it have to do with him?

Confirming that Ning Que was in the demon, the temple was quiet for a long time, but after all someone would show his attitude, and that person’s attitude was very firm and strong.

Aunt Qu Nimadi laughed while coughing up blood. The laughter was full of joy and madness. She looked at Ning Que and shouted bitterly, “I’ll see if the Buddha can tolerate you!”

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Ning Que quietly looked at Master Baoshu, thinking that Xuankong Temple is indeed an unknowable place in the legend. This first method is indeed wonderful, and the Buddha can silently let the stone fall on his uniform.

Immediately afterwards, he wanted to understand that today’s matter must have been planned by the Xuankong Temple monk, otherwise no one would think of doing it in such a tense battle.

Thinking about the teacher’s advice back then, he shook his head—the master once said to him that after the young master had practiced awe-inspiring, he never let any enemy touch his body, so even the whole world practiced Everyone guessed that the little uncle had been enchanted, but no one dared to point it out in person.

Ning Que has developed a habit of hunting and chopping wood since he was a child, so it is easy to forget the teacher’s instructions, and after entering the state of knowledge, he was a little overconfident, but he was caught by the monks of the Xuankong Temple. .

But… so what?

The young master is in a demon, and everyone knows that no one dares to mention. Although he is far less than the young master, but he is more powerful than the young master. Would you still be afraid of these people?

“I don’t believe in Buddha, so naturally I don’t need to care whether the Buddha can tolerate me.”

Ning Que looked at Qu Nimadi and said, “And if you say I am in a demon, I will be in a demon? How can there be such a truth in the world.”

Qu Nimati was startled slightly, she didn’t seem to expect that under such circumstances, this person could still talk about the truth without changing her face, and yelled: “Everyone in the temple has seen it!”

“What you see is true?”

“The great priest Guangming had so good eyes back then, but he misread it differently.”

“And even if it’s true…no, I won’t admit it anyway.”

He looked into Qu Nimadi’s eyes and said sarcastically, “How do you prove?”

Then he turned to look at the rest of the people in the hall and asked: “How do you prove it?”

He shook his head and said: “If you want to prove it, I will fight again. Maybe the next moment, my leg will be pierced by your sword. Who will pay me for medical expenses?”

Master Baoshu was silent for a moment and said, “Is this a threat?”

Ning Que said: “You can understand this way.”

Qu Nimati sternly shouted: “How can there be a rascal villain like you in the college!”

Ning Que said: “I am really good at playing rogues. I can rank first in the academy. Even the little uncle of the year can’t beat me. So don’t do things like this meaningless. .”

“Sure enough, the academy is still acting as arrogant as before.”

Master Baoshu laughed suddenly, looked at him and said: “But I don’t know what kind of things are more meaningful in the eyes of the master and in your academy.”

Master Qishan, who has been sitting silently on the futon, suddenly has a warning sign and raised his head to look at the treasure tree, his eyes stern and full of warning.

“Does the underworld invasion count?”

Baoshu didn’t seem to feel Master Qishan’s gaze at all. Looking at Ning Que, the smile on his face gradually faded away, leaving only majesty and solemnity. He shouted, “Are you the son of Hades?” Continued

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