Mountain Little Divine Doctor - Chapter 2152

Major Gu struggled a few times and squeezed out a few words in his throat: “you, you, let go, let go, I!” Fang Qi loosened a little: “I’m sorry. You have to be so strong if you can’t see my people.” Then he lifted his arm up again. The boy was not tall. His body bowed like an open bow and arrow again, and his toes stood on tiptoe. This posture is very uncomfortable.

“You, you’ll regret it!” Although the boy was afraid, he was still fierce and weak, and refused to admit defeat.

Fang Qi bared his teeth: “whether I regret it or not has nothing to do with you, but I know you will regret it.” I still don’t forget to count down, “six, five, four, three, two, one! It’s time, you can die! ” As soon as his arm worked hard, major Gu’s back neck immediately made a rattling sound of bone friction.

“Coming!” The flatterer lost no time running and shouting. What followed him was not Miao Miao and them, but a miscellaneous old man. The old Taoist was thin, his half white hair and beard were stuck together, and his Taoist robe was also ragged. He kicked the dead cow and looked like the reincarnation of Ji Gong.

However, Fang Qi and Po Lao Dao looked at each other, and felt that Lao Dao’s energy and spirit were completely beyond the general practitioner. He was actually a practitioner! And it’s a civil and military weekend.

The old Taoist priest came over and stared at Fang Qi with two burning eyes. His thin lips played back and forth and said, “let him go and talk to me!” Fang Qi thought he spoke like a lion roaring. Unexpectedly, his mouth was like a sheep, which was completely beyond Fang Qi’s expectation.

When the practitioner spoke the sheep sound, Fang Qi suddenly had a short circuit in his skull. Sheep sound is a breath breathing method in popular songs. The songs sung are like sheep barking, which is also unique. It makes no sense for practitioners to learn from sheep sound.

“I’m afraid you didn’t stare at me, major Fang,” I’m afraid you didn’t

“How dare you! Do you know who I am? ” The old road roared at Fang Qi like an angry old sheep.

Fang Qi said sarcastically, “why do you want to dry your father again? Major Gu has already introduced his father. His father calls him naked. Aren’t you his father? ”

“Presumptuous -” the old Taoist priest was almost dizzy with anger. Even the sheep sound was a little broken. Fang Qi trembled with his fingers, and his face changed strangely. But soon he showed his ferocious face and said in a ferocious voice, “he’s my disciple. You’re going to kill him in front of me. Don’t you want to die?”

Fang Qi also didn’t give him a good look: “Oh, the person who kidnapped me was your idea, wasn’t it. I don’t like beating around the Bush, nor do I like your sheep barking. I said, if you don’t let my man go, I’ll let him die! ” As soon as he twisted major Gu’s neck, major Gu’s face turned into pig liver color was immediately twisted behind him. As soon as Fang Qi lost his hand, major Gu fell to the ground.

The old Taoist priest immediately rushed over like a crazy sheep. When he turned his hand over, it turned out to be a bowl the size of a small basin. Seeing the bowl he threw over, Fang Qi could feel that it was a magic weapon. It’s just that the Taoist priest still uses the monk’s magic tools, which is a little unexpected.

Fang Qike never took anyone lightly. As soon as the old Taoist threw out the bowl, he took precautions. As soon as his big hand shook, he had an extra gun in his hand and fired several shots at the terrible bowl. The bullet hit the bowl and made a “poop poop” sound like hitting cotton, but it succeeded in flying the bowl.

Strangely, the bullet hit the bowl, but the old Taoist made a sad cry like a sheep. Then he fell down heavily and the bowl fell to the ground. The subsequent scene surprised people. After the bowl fell to the ground, it turned into a pool of black water. The black water glittered and flowed towards the old road, just like his blood. The blood flowed to the Taoist priest and quickly spread to his whole body. Then the Taoist priest’s appearance was changing quietly and turned into a bald monk.

“I’ve changed into a living person once.” Seeing that the old Taoist became a monk, Fang Qi was not surprised, but he was also surprised at the change of the old Taoist. However, with the change from an old Taoist to a monk, he can understand what this guy is repairing.

There has been a religion in the Central Plains since ancient times. Taoism and Buddhism are also considered. However, in this religion that also operates Buddhism and Taoism, there are local earth gods worshipped. Such temples are also miscellaneous, gods, Buddhas and real people, as well as small gods such as sage and empress. In short, whether you are a monk, a Taoist or an ordinary person, as long as you go in, there must be a statue you can worship.

The culture of the Central Plains is broad and profound. You are good at dancing with long sleeves and taking into account a hundred lengths. You can get a temple for any religion and any immortal. A person who practices in such a temple also has several positions. You can call him a monk, a Taoist, a recluse or a Zen. For example, the white lotus sect, the small knife sect, the red light sect and the big knife sect all form armed organizations in the form of religion. Most of the congregation and congregation respect a small God and absorb the teachings of Buddhism and Taoism to form their own ideas.

It must be that the old Taoist came out of such a religion, so that he could change into a non monk and a non Taoist. But I’m afraid the old guy also has expertise in learning and skill. The arrangement of troops is his specialty, but he lacks some flexibility in fighting.

The Taoist priest turned into a black faced monk and jumped up from the ground. He had a wild goose winged ghost head knife in his hand. The wild goose winged ghost head knife crossed the wind of wheezing and set off bursts of wind blades. The black faced monk hid behind the wind blade. Zhang Youchi walked forward and backward strangely. With each step, the wind blade became stronger.

Fang Qi naturally won’t get used to him. The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. The wind blade is only triggered by the other party when the spirit in the ghost head knife is aroused. When the wind speed exceeds the normal speed, the gusts of wind can turn into blades and sweep towards Fangqi.

The wind blade is an excellent weapon against those with extraordinary skills. No matter how high your Kung Fu is, you are afraid of the kitchen knife. No matter how fast you are, you can’t break through the wind blade attack. But the black faced monk forgot who he was facing.

As soon as Fang Qi’s body shook, a virtual shadow was wrapped by the wind knife, and his real body suddenly moved behind the black faced monk. It’s funny that the monk didn’t know it, still danced the wild goose wing ghost head knife, and kept urging the spirit to control the wind blade to hide the past.

“Ignorant boy, I’m still trapped in the candle nine Yin. What can I do if I kill you!” The monk controlled the wind blade to shoot at the virtual shadow surrounded in the middle. The virtual shadow turned into a blue smoke and dispersed in bursts. The monk was stunned and quickly took back his mana and looked around to find Fang Qi’s whereabouts.