"Shen Guangming!"

Tang Ou shouted, turned around and was about to pounce on Chen Guangming.

"Don't touch him!" Lin Shaoyi yelled, "You can't touch him now! He won't be able to restrain his internal energy, be careful of yourself!"

Zhang Ziyun put his palm away at the moment when Lin Shaoyi made a sound, swirled his body and broke it between Shiku and Shen Guangming, and took one claw down, breaking his Shiku's arm.

The pain of sexual pain made a sound, and his hands immediately collapsed. Shen Guangming fell into Zhang Ziyun's arms and trembled all over. Zhang Ziyun threw the person to Tang Ou, and did not hold back his hands, condensed his strength and hit the chest of sexual pain.

A clear sound of bone fracture sounded. A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and then he collapsed on the ground and shivered.

"The surname of Zhang... you are not bright enough..." He gasped, "It's not that you are better than me, it's just that your internal strength is extremely weird. I'm caught off guard... I'm hesitating... I'm so happy... I'll give me some fun!"

Zhang Ziyun squatted down halfway and pulled up the person with the collar of his monk's robe.

"Old bald donkey, you should figure it out that I am not going to kill you now, but you will definitely die." He hissed, "Da Lu Gong is the nemesis of your Shaolin Arhat magical skill. This internal skill was created by my master, which shows how deep he hates you. In the next three days, you will find that the blood flow rate in your body gradually slows down, your hands and feet are numb, and you cannot stand. Three days later, you will die."

He smiled viciously: "I won't kill you on Ziyun Peak. This is the home of Master and my brother. I am very serious. It's wrong to dirty the ground of Ziyun Peak. You can't make mistakes again and again."

I still have to speak in a bad state, but I find that my throat is sticky and my words are stuck in my heart and I can't get out of it.

"I never expected you to be so cruel." Zhang Ziyun patted his naked head, "That little thing has no martial arts skills. If you pass the Dalu true energy in your body to him, he will definitely die."

Sexual pain was silent and laughed silently, and the face that had always been compassionate and calm finally showed a fierce look.

Zhang Ziyun ignored him again, left him alone on the ground, and turned to see Chen Guangming's situation.

Although it was only a moment ago, the transmission speed of sexual suffering was extremely fast, and Zhang Ziyun had a deep internal force, and a lot of Dalu true energy had already poured into Chen Guangming's body.

Shen Guangming curled up in Tang Ou's arms, trembling constantly.

He felt as if he had fallen into an endless ice cave, and coldness spread out from his bones, wandering along his bloodline, freezing him inch by inch. Tang Ou was holding him, he knew; Lin Shaoyi was trying to input internal force behind him to help him, he knew, but his hands and feet were stiff, his tongue was numb, he couldn't say anything, and he could do nothing.

A pair of hands that were equally cold were placed on his wrist.

The chill in his body was like a thin blade, cutting his flesh and blood. Chen Guangming felt pain. The pain was sharp and deep, as if it was cutting into his dantian, stirring frequently in the deepest part of his body. He opened his mouth with difficulty to exhale the pain, but in the hazy sight of Tang Ou lowering his head and asking him anxiously: Does it hurt?

Chen Guangming himself didn't know what was going on. Even though he couldn't see Tang Ou's face clearly, tears came out when he heard his voice.

"Don't cry!" Zhang Ziyun suddenly roared, shocking Chen Guangming's tears back, "Do you still want these tricks? Don't cry, don't talk, don't think about it, you can't die."

Tang Ou and Lin Shaoyi all looked up: "How to save?"

Zhang Ziyun did not answer, but just took his pulse silently: "He had practiced internal skills when he was young, but he had been dispersed. The meridians and bones were still good, so it was very suitable for martial arts."

After saying that, he looked up at Tang Ou: "Tang Ou, you should first use the Qingyang Heart Method to protect his heart meridians. Remember to be moderate, as long as his body no longer continues to get colder, remember not to overthrow it."

Tang Ou nodded quickly, looked around, and simply picked up Chen Guangming in the waist and walked straight towards the house.

There was thick shade of trees around the house, which was rarely disturbed. He put down Chen Guangming and sat down, but Chen Guangming kept curled up and could not sit upright.

"Does it hurt?" Tang Ou tried to carefully straighten his hands and feet. Because Chen Guangming could not make a sound, he looked at Chen Guangming's eyes.

In fact, it hurts very much. Chen Guangming kept in mind Zhang Ziyun's advice, and didn't shed a single drop of tears, just looking at Tang Ou.

He didn't know that Tang Ouming didn't understand, but even if he recovered his ability to move, he couldn't speak - it was so painful. Curling was a conscious position because he was too cold just now, but now it has become his only way to relieve the pain in his dantian.

Tang Ou stopped moving. He whispered, "If it hurts, I won't do it anymore. Use other methods."

He sat down with his back against the big tree, hugged Shen Guangming in his arms, wrapped his left hand around his waist and his right hand on his vest, and began to transmit warm and thick internal force into his body in this way.

Chen Guangming couldn't move and could not close his eyes, so he had to look at Tang Ou at all.

Tang Ou always remembers Zhang Ziyun's words when healed him, and his internal force slowly entered Chen Guangming's body. This method did not consume his mind, and he still had Yu Yu and Shen Guangming to look at each other.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Chen Guangming looked at him blankly, but he still couldn't speak, but his eyes could already blink.

Tang Ou saw his eyes moving, and it was obviously recovering a little more than before. He felt relieved and smiled, as if comforting Chen Guangming.

Chen Guangming looked at him and smiled, and suddenly closed his eyes quickly. Tang Ou thought he was tired, so he stopped asking and looked up from afar at Lin Shaoyi who was cleaning up the monks by the way.

Therefore, he did not notice that Chen Guangming opened his eyes shortly after he looked away and looked at him seriously.

"Don't let them die on Ziyun Peak." Zhang Ziyun said to Lin Shaoyi.

He stood in the shade of the trees beside him, unwilling to be shining by the sun, and watched Lin Shaoyi drag the fallen monks into a pile one by one.

"Big, Dahe, Dahe Zhang, don't you help?" He was so angry that he almost laughed.

Zhang Ziyun said lightly: "Of course not. These monks were not defeated by me."

Lin Shaoyi looked at his hard-tied and sad, and couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to continue bent down and drag people.

While moving, he suddenly heard a strange sound of footsteps coming from the foot of the mountain.

The people in Shaoyi League have standardized their actions and practices. He is even more clear about the arrangements of the personnel in his league. They should have arrived at Ziyun Peak in the evening today, so it is impossible for them to arrive now. Zhang Ziyun also heard the voice and walked out slowly to the side with him: "It's a monk again."

After half a stick of incense, a group of people really came to the foot of the mountain. There were only three people, and they were all monks, with Buddhist beads in their hands and clearly distinguished with scars on their heads. Lin Shaoyi looked at them a few more times and found that these monks were not much different from their sexual desires, and their steps were steady and fast, and they were also possessed peerless martial arts.

Lin Shaoyi stood in the mountain road and watched the monks gradually approaching.

Seeing that Lin Shaoyi was blocking the way, the monks recited the Buddha's name together, and then walked out and stood in front of Lin Shaoyi to salute.

"Shaolin Zhizang's nature sea, Dushi's nature awareness, Vina's nature enlightenment, and I'm here to apologize." The three of them finished speaking in unison, bowing their waists deeply.

Lin Shaoyi was a little confused. These monks were all Shaolin officials, and they were divided into the East and West exams, and were in charge of other affairs in the temple. This time, the suffering of the sexual desire also brought several monks. I think there were not many monks left in Shaolin, and now there were three more, which really made him difficult to understand. After thinking for a moment, he was about to speak, but Zhang Ziyun behind him spoke in his hoarse voice again: "What are you asking for?"

Xinghai looked up at Zhang Ziyun: "Master Zhang, I wonder if you remember the old monk? Decades ago, your brother and two went to Shaolin with Master Qingyang to pay homage to the abbot Master Jue. You fell down while climbing a tree outside the temple. Your elder brother called a monk to bandage you. Do you have any impression of this past event?"

Zhang Ziyun's face moved, as if she was recalling the old things, and after a long time, she sighed deeply: "I remember, that monk was very kind and took us brothers to the stream to play... it was you?"

"It's the old monk." Xinghai said, "When talking about the past, we are not about making friends with Mr. Zhang, but hope that Mr. Zhang understands that the things done by some monks in Shaolin Temple cannot represent the entire Shaolin Temple. There are many Shaolin monks, including good people and evil people. There will naturally be some people who seek fame and fuck. This time, the wrong things done by others such as Strictness and Strictness will never tolerate Shaolin Temple."

He spoke without hesitation, his eyebrows were lowered, and he did not look at the other side of his sexual misery.

Zhang Ziyun asked, "You want to bring back the suffering of sexuality? If I remember correctly, among the monks of the Sex generation, only sexuality and sexuality have taken a critical position. The other monks are not important. The sexuality of sexuality has not been considered kind to you over the years. Do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to seize the right to sexuality?"

When Lin Shaoyi heard him speak in a real way, he couldn't help but look back at him.

He thought that Zhang Ziyun had been hiding in the world for the past twenty years, and he must have turned a blind eye to the news that was not widely circulated in the world, and he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

At this time, Xinghai spoke: "I dare not talk about seizing power, but just rectify the source."

Lin Shaoyi was waiting for Zhang Ziyun to argue with the monks, but saw him slowly stepping back to the side of the road.

"Take it away." He said calmly, "In three days, the suffering of nature will cause death."

"Even if you die, there is a way to die in Shaolin Temple." Xinghai said in a deep voice. He clasped his hands to Lin Shaoyi and Zhang Ziyun, and then stepped forward with Shinju, and raised his suffering. Shinju walked to the other monks to solve their acupoints. Lin Shaoyi looked carefully and found that the martial arts attainments of these three Shaolin monks should not be inferior to the suffering of nature. His and Tang Ou's acupoints were different, but Shinju did not stop at all, falling his fingers quickly, accurately and stably. In less than a moment, the monks who collapsed to the ground all started to move.

His body was hard and he couldn't walk. His sea of ​​nature and consciousness carried him separately and said goodbye to Zhang Ziyun.

Lin Shaoyi replied with a stern voice: "Shaolin Temple is a very wrong this time, and the Shaoyi Alliance will never forget it. At the martial arts conference in Qing'an City at the end of the year, I hope that several masters can speak justice. Otherwise, the Shaoyi Alliance will never give up."

The sea of ​​nature has strength: "That is nature. Buddhism is compassionate, but there is a difference between good and evil. Shaolin Temple will never tolerate a evil person."

As soon as the words fell, a sudden change broke out.

The sexual pain that was carried by the sea of ​​sex and sexual sense suddenly jumped up!

Zhang Ziyun reacted very quickly, and at the moment when his sexual pain jumped up, he had already bullied his body and hit his chest again.

Blood squirted from his mouth, splashing the three monks' faces. After he landed on the ground, he could walk a few more steps and laughed at the three old monks.

"You want to catch me back? You actually want to catch me back? Delusion!" He wiped his face with blood and turned to Zhang Ziyun, "Zhang Ziyun, if you don't beat me, no one of you can beat me! Dalu's function traps me? Hahahaha!"

Zhang Ziyun clenched her fists and did not step forward.

"You have lost your lifelong cultivation and you can really be cruel to me, Dalu Gong's clampdown." He smiled hoarsely, "But now you have lost all your martial arts, how can you escape?"

The sea of ​​nature calls Amitabha Buddha and step forward: "Junior brother of nature, you have too deep obsessions. The way of martial arts is endless. Most of the grudges between Master Qingyang and I, Shaolin, were also caused by obsessions. From attachment to ignorance, it is a taboo in Buddhism."

Shi Ku shook his head: "I am not a fellow disciple of you, I have nothing to say, nothing to say!"

After a pause, he suddenly turned his head and ran towards the cliff.

Lin Shaoyi rushed forward to pull him, but only grabbed a monk's robe. He leaned over to see that the body of the Swords bounced between the rocks and the rock walls. It was spring, and everything on Ziyun Peak was revived. He rolled down all the way and didn't know how many young flowers and trees he had crushed. Although the hillside was quite flat, there were still rugged rocks that knocked him out of human form. When he landed at the bottom of the mountain, the Swords had turned into an extremely strange position, with thick blood winding out from under him.

He would rather commit suicide than go back to the temple. Lin Shao thought about it and still felt that this was cheap and he felt that it was painful to have sex, so he raised his foot and kicked another stone.

Since the suffering of the nature of the monks died, there was no need for the other monks to stay. Lin Shaoyi also told the story of the martial arts conference and informed Xinghai and others that he would issue an order to punish evil and make the things done by the abbot of Shaolin Temple to the world. The monks such as Xinghai and others bowed down and bowed without objection.

The monks left one after another and went to the foot of the mountain to collect the corpse of a burial. Lin Shaoyi turned around and walked back and saw Zhang Ziyun standing by the cliff, unstable in his body, and his old clothes were whispering in the wind.

The shadow was a little lonely.

"Xia Zhang..." Lin Shaoyi said softly.

Zhang Ziyun only stood for a while, and when he heard Lin Shaoyi's shout, he turned back. He had no expression on his face and opened his lips and closed his thin lips: "The monk has solved it, go and save that little thing."

"How to save?" Lin Shaoyi asked.
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