Chapter 23: The Reason Is Easy To Do It Is Difficult
Chapter 23 It’s easy to understand but hard to practice
In Tianzhuang, there is the theory of iron, green, silver, and gold crystals. The iron ruler is made of refined iron, the green ruler is made of jade, the silver and gold are made of silver and gold respectively, and the crystal ruler is made of crystal or other mineral vein crystals. In
In Tianzheng, the ruler is a symbol of status.
Deji laughed. He was worried that these two guys were running too fast. Chen Zhuo was willing to die and he was infinitely welcome.
There was a bang of a gunshot, and Deji's chest jerked back, but it was just like that, and then Deji rushed up. Although this shot was a bit painful for him who had cultivated the Vajra Body, it still continued.
No skin or flesh can be hurt.
Chen Zhuo also wanted to hit the opponent in the eye, but he hit the eye, but unfortunately he hit the chest in the end. He was lucky that the bullet didn't fly away directly.
Deji strode forward and reached three meters in front of Chen Zhuo. He stretched out his fingers and grabbed Chen Zhuo's head.
Logically speaking, reaching out to grab someone's head from a distance of three meters is really funny, but in Deji's case it's not funny at all, but rather terrifying. Deji's arm can be seen cracking and popping, one joint after another.
The extension looks like the claws of an arthropod from a distance.
In the blink of an eye, this hand came to Chen Zhuo's forehead. Chen Zhuo had just thrown away his musket, and had put the iron ruler in front of him to protect him in a desperate posture to face the enemy. He didn't expect Deji to have such a skill.
Seeing that Chen Zhuo was about to be caught in the head, a diagonal kick hit Chen Zhuo's butt, sending him flying. He barely managed to avoid the catch, but he was still beaten by Deji, who was stronger than a steel knife.
The sharp nails scratched the skin on the temples, and even half of the ears were scratched off.
If Uncle Wu hadn't turned around and kicked Chen Zhuo away, Chen Zhuo's brains would have been pulled out, and his head would have shattered like a watermelon!
Deji smiled slyly: "Old man, I'm waiting for you!"
As he spoke, Deji grabbed Uncle Wu with his other hand. Uncle Wu kicked Chen Zhuo away and was ready to fight the enemy. Qing Chi's spirituality was injured and he could no longer use it for a while.
So he pulled out a dozen yellow talismans, his belly suddenly swelled like a frog, his cheeks bulged high, and the flesh on his cheeks became translucent, and he spurted out a puff of true energy, and the dozen yellow talismans
The infuriating energy was instantly blown away, flying around in the air, and instantly turned into dozens of fireballs that rotated back and forth to protect Uncle Wu. More than ten of them went straight to grab Uncle Wu's Deji's claws.
More than ten fireballs hit Deji's arm, and with a bang, Deji's entire wrist burned. However, Deji was completely unmoved, and his palms continued to grab at Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu had no choice but to do so.
The other party's cultivation level was higher than his, and he fought tooth and nail with him, even giving up his arm to grab him. Uncle Wu could only dodge.
With a stabbing sound, Deji's claws scratched across Uncle Wu's chest. Uncle Wu's clothes were immediately scratched, and three more blood marks appeared on his thin and black chest, and blood came out like a spring.
As soon as Deji succeeded in grabbing his hand, he quickly retracted his arm that was burned by the flames. With a flick of the wrist of his other hand, the initiation pot flew out again. When it was sprinkled in the air, ten o'clock of pitch-black water flew out, and a drop flew back to his arm, swallowing it.
The flame on his arm and the other nine drops circled around Uncle Wu, fighting with the fireball that Uncle Wu was protecting his body.
Things happened so fast. At this time, Chen Zhuo had just gotten up and was about to come up to fight for his life. Uncle Wu shouted: "You bastard, run away! You can't fight him!"
Chen Zhuo wiped his ear where a piece of meat had been scratched off by Deji, and shouted with a crying voice: "Uncle Wu, you lied to me, that's not how you taught me. You also said before that if you are not sure, your parents will be killed."
He didn't know how to take action, why did you come back to save me? If I stopped him, you would have run away!"
Uncle Wu's expression froze, and then he showed a wry smile. He covered his chest with his hand and said dejectedly: "Silly boy, the truth is that, but how many can really do it?"
"I also said, think of your mother more when something happens! Uncle Wu can't get through this, please leave quickly and avenge me later! Hehehe, you were willing to turn around and stay to stop this lama and create a chance for me to escape.
It's so stupid, so stupid, but I'm very happy. This is how my brothers came to save my life. Almost all of my brothers died. I feel that in this world
No one will stand in front of me anymore. I didn’t expect you to appear again. Let’s go. Now it’s my turn to save your life. Remember, from now on, your life will no longer be yours. You
I still have my life on me, as well as the lives of the brothers who saved my life. Only by carrying one more life can I live longer! Get out of here!"
After Uncle Wu said this violently, he immediately closed his eyes and made a squeaking sound on his forehead, as if his skull was split.
Hearing such a voice, Dejihalba's pupils suddenly shrank and his body retreated sharply.
Suddenly, Uncle Wu's forehead was split open in the middle, and an eye emerged from the crack. The eye was dazzling, and it spurted out a stream of white light, which shot toward Deji.
"Daoyan Divine Light!"
Even if Deji had known it well in advance and dodged quickly, he was still hit by the white light on his arm, and his entire arm was turned into ashes in an instant.
The white light on Uncle Wu's forehead disappeared in a flash, and then thick blood flowed from the center of his forehead.
Uncle Wu's lips twitched and he smiled bitterly. Although he knew that he might not be able to kill the opponent this time, he was still very disappointed when he only injured the opponent's arm.
After the white light was emitted, all the strength in Uncle Wu's body seemed to have been drained away, and the hand holding his stomach could not help but loosen. Then Uncle Wu's stomach split open, and the cut intestines flowed out with a crash.
It turned out that Deji's scratch just now had already opened Uncle Wu's belly.
Chen Zhuo's eyes were about to tear when he saw this scene, his hand holding the iron ruler began to tremble violently, and he was about to rush forward with all his strength.
But Uncle Wu's words rang in his ears: "You bastard, think about your mother. What will your mother do if you die? If you live well and live well, you will have a chance to avenge me! You are not a coward if you take a step back. If you die,
My death was in vain! I was counting on you to rescue my soul from the sea of misery!"
"Uncle Wu, destroy your soul! Destroy your soul quickly!" Chen Zhuo screamed as he ran.
Uncle Wu knelt on the ground dejectedly, his eyes slightly slanted, and he took a deep look at Chen Zhuo, then smiled faintly and shook his head slightly.
Chen Zhuo suddenly stopped, trembling violently, almost biting his lip, and finally turned away. In his peripheral vision, he saw the furious Deji using the initiation pot to collect Uncle Wu's soul into the initiation pot.
Once the soul enters the initiation pot, it will be unable to be reincarnated forever and sink into the sea of suffering forever, with no way out! Unless Chen Zhuo smashes the initiation pot and releases the soul inside.
Uncle Wu was afraid that Chen Zhuo would risk his life, so he would rather his soul perish forever than teach Chen Zhuo how to make choices and how to save his life! Only by knowing that he is alive can he save Uncle Wu's soul! In this way, Chen Zhuo will not die easily.
Chen Zhuo did not look back, he cried loudly as he ran, and then ran all the way and disappeared into the vast night.
Deji didn't chase him. One of Deji's arms was completely turned into ashes. This loss was really too great. Furious, he was using the initiation pot to boil the soul of Uncle Wu that he had absorbed, causing him to suffer.
torment!
There were screams of pain from the initiation pot... Chang Xiao accidentally shot and injured Tenzin. Naturally, Yixi would not give Chang Xiao another chance to load bullets with a gun, turn the wheel to wind up and shoot.
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He directly took out a prayer wheel. As soon as the prayer wheel came out, it kept spinning in the air, releasing bursts of magnificent Sanskrit chants like a gramophone.
The sound of this Sanskrit chant was obscure, so Chang Xiao could not understand it. However, this Sanskrit chant had an irresistible pressure, as if thousands of people were riding on Chang Xiao's head, hissing and shouting at him.
Chang Xiao felt that there were countless people shouting noisily in his ears, and his whole head seemed to be turned into a ball of paste, swollen and ready to burst at any time, which was similar to the feeling when he was shot in the brain.
Chang Xiao felt that his head was slowly swelling, and all the blood in his body seemed to be rushing to the top of his head. He didn't know that blood was starting to flow out of his seven orifices at this time.
There are hundreds of souls in Yixi's magic weapon that are constantly reciting sutras and chanting mantras. They are also reciting the soul-soothing classics of Tantric Buddhism. Ordinary people will be shocked by these scriptures, and eventually their brains will rot and die.
, the most evil one.
Yixi sneered and said: "Boy, I have never used this prayer wheel on ordinary people before. You are the first. This is your blessing!"
At this time, Tenzin also stood up unsteadily. One of his eyes was completely disabled. He stretched out his hand and clasped it in the eye socket, and took out the broken eyeball and the lead shot.
Now it is a big blood-black hole, with blood trickling out.
Tenzin roared again in pain, and then threw the eyeballs and the lead pellets into his mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them.
Tenzin's other eye was as red as blood. He rushed in front of Chang Xiao and kicked Chang Xiao's chest, which was caught by the sound of the prayer wheel. He kicked Chang Xiao away and roared: "Yixi
After taking your magic weapon, I will torture him, I will fuck him for a hundred days before he dies!"
Hearing this, Yixi glanced at Tenzin who was furious, curled his lips slightly, but still put away the prayer wheel, and said calmly: "Tenzin, don't treat him like a piece of rag, you must know Lan
Guang must still want to take revenge, the appearance is too ugly, Lan Guang will be unhappy!"
Tenzin didn't care at all what Lan Guang thought at this moment. There was only violence in his red eyes, the violence that ravaged Chang Xiao to death.
Yixi turned the prayer wheel, and Chang Xiao immediately felt his swollen head loosen up. It felt like Sun Monkey had taken off the tight spell, and his whole body felt relaxed. However, Tenzin kicked his chest, and he began to feel pain.
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Seeing Tenzin walking towards him step by step, Chang Xiao quickly stood up with the long knife in hand.
When I got closer, Chang smiled and realized that Tenzin was so tall. He was more than 1.9 meters tall. This is a very tall figure among lamas. Tenzin was also very strong. Standing there, he was tall.
It looks like it is cast from cast iron, and at first glance, it looks like an extremely durable character!
Chang Xiao didn't dare to neglect, but he felt a little relieved in his heart. He was no match for those weird magical powers, but if two people were to fight against each other, Chang Xiao really wasn't afraid of anyone.
Chang Xiao took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his chest, shook the long knife in his hand, stepped forward, peered into the left blind spot of Tenzin's blind eye, and slashed towards Tenzin's neck with the knife.
Tenzin did not dodge at all. When he shouted, the dark skin on his neck suddenly swelled with a layer of iron-like goosebumps. Chang Xiao's sword cut on it was like cutting on gold and iron.
There was a clang of metal, Chang Xiao's long knife bounced up fiercely, the blade was curled, Chang Xiao's tiger's mouth was numb with shock, and he could hardly hold the long knife in his hand.
Chang Xiao was suddenly startled and quickly backed away. At this moment, he remembered that foreign woman from back then. Her whole body was as hard as iron. Even the pair of breasts on her chest were made of steel. She couldn't be dealt with by swords or anything like that!
Chang Xiao jumped up, stepped back more than ten steps, weighed the steel knife in his hand, and thought up and down about the vital points of Tenzin, who was walking towards him step by step with a grin.