Vol 9 Chapter 366: Unpredictable

The river was faint, and the aftermath was rippling.
The setting sun is infinitely good, just near dusk.
A small tributary that flows into the Dajiang River outside Yangfu of Luxia Gorge, a raft of bamboo rafts drifts down the water.
An old man sits alone on the bamboo raft, fishing in the river.
In the distance, the yellow sky over the Xiayang House was densely covered with yellow wind, and the sky was dark. After a while, the rumbling sound finally dissipated in a bright light.
The old man tidy up his clothes and sighed, while mumping the fishing rod, he murmured to himself: "Finished well, packed well, early harvest and early watching the sunset, why bother looking for troubles and troubles, live free to live old ? "
A sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded.
"Hehehe, my brother is really at ease, he is here to enjoy the beautiful sunset and sit and watch the clouds change color."
The waves crashed, and a round monk with a big belly and a big belly was wearing a snow-white and stepping on a fan like a wave-breaking boat.
Wow!
The monk Tong Da stepped down, and even the people brought Pu Fan to the bamboo raft. The Pu Fan was already in his hands, and Hu Fan shook the fan.
It is the "Mile" Zhu Wusheng who has never appeared.
Blocking the fan in his forehead, Zhu Wusheng Yaoyao forgot a glance at the ever-changing Xiayang Mansion and smiled slowly: "Old man is good, but unfortunately, the yin is too heavy. Heaven and earth road, sun and moon alternate, yin and yang Reciprocating, it is the so-called solitary yin does not grow long, and Duyang does not give birth. This seems to be infinitely powerful, but after all, it is a shortfall, and they are concentrated and attacked in one fell swoop. "
Xi Zhu Wusheng talked to himself, with a master's spirit.
The old fisherman, unheard of, still packed his fishing gear and fiddled with a bamboo basket with fish in his hand.
嗯 "Well, three river urns, one white carp, and appetizers for the evening."
The old fisherman closed the bamboo basket in a beautiful manner, raised his head slightly, and exposed the bone-like kindness of Xianfengdao. If Shen Chuer were here, she would realize that she was the old hermit who saved her life in the canyon and passed on her exercises.
Zhu Wusheng's eyebrows fluttered, his face was gloomy, and the big fan in his hand shouted more quickly. He couldn't help but scream: "Brother Ning, I haven't seen you for many years, but you have learned to pretend to be stupid? Huh, this Buddha has heard you two hundred years ago. In that battle, I have lost all my martial arts. Is it possible that I met Ben Buddha today and still want to pass the level? "
"呦, this Lord Buddha, are you talking to the little old man?" Only after releasing the Buddha did you find Zhu Wusheng standing for a long time, the old fisherman glanced dizzily and shook his head, "Everyone is old, the reaction is slow, Lord Buddha forgive me!"
Zhu Zhu Wusheng squinted his eyes, and said in a dark voice: "Ning Zhongliu, Lord Buddha, I'm not here to climb friendship with you, but to send you back to the West."
After I finished speaking, I stood alone, and the blazing light gathered instantly.
"Ning Zhongliu? My original name is Ning Zhongliu ... Laoyu, Laoyu, bad memory." Lao Yu scratched his head in surprise, looking at Zhu Wusheng's unmatched single palm, blinked, and said: "Hey, what a dazzling light ... unfortunately, unfortunately ..."
Wu Zhu smiled coldly, "What a pity? Unfortunately, you two hundred years old leader, no one will collect your dead body for you?"
The old fisherman shrugged. "What is afraid of death, I am sorry for you. Great Buddha Kung Fu, it is necessary to learn tantric martial arts in an indecent way ..." Raising his eyes and looking at Zhu Wusheng, the old fisherman asked with a smile: "Monk, sleep at night, fate Does it hurt?
Alas.
Xi Zhu Wusheng froze slightly, hesitantly, "What do you mean?"
The old fisherman sighed again and sighed: "Monk, do you have to adjust your breath for two more hours after each exercise, and the tip of the tail is faintly sour, when it is severe, the spinal dragon is numb and swollen. , The body's meridian itching is difficult to stop? "
的 The blazing light on the palm of the hand was suddenly closed, Zhu Wusheng's face turned pale, and he screamed, "Ning Zhongli, how would you know?"
Ugh.
With a long sigh, Ning Zhongliu sat slowly on the bamboo raft and said, "Although it is a tributary of the evil faction, it is also derived from the authenticity of the Buddhist monk. This is the masculine power of the Buddhist monk, which condenses the true fire of the sun. , But also lack that point of yin in yang. But you should not take the yin of the tantric quintessence, that tantric kimono, based on the seven rounds, and the meridian of the Central Plains martial arts are not a system, you barely do it, Seemingly as wishful, in fact, secretly conflicting, has long wounded the governor, absurdity. "
Su Ning made a few remarks, and suddenly Zhu Wusheng was suspicious.
"Nonsense." Zhu Wushengqiang calmed himself, but his tongue was still good: "Buddha, I am intelligent, I use the stones of other mountains to attack jade, and" the sun is really hot ", the world is unparalleled. Ning Zhongli, hehe, I think you are jealous, right? "
After saying that, rubbing both palms, both hands glowed hot sun at the same time.
Ning Zhongliu sighed and said in a long voice: "It's a pity, a pity, God is jealous, God is jealous. The more you use sunfire, the more easily your life span will turn. I can't fall asleep every night, and my body feels hot and itchy, just like the ants phage! "
Chant
Wu Zhusheng received "The Real Fire of the Sun" instantly, his face was extremely ugly, and he shouted, "How do you ... me ... what should I do?"
Ning Zhongliu smiled slightly and said, "Breath your Yanghuo. There is also a way of tonic in the Central Plains. I heard the power of Hua Zong's teachings, there is the power of the Yin body to help you. It ’s so overcast, why bother to get closer ...

Xi Zhu Wusheng's face changed several times, and he tried several shots, but he did not dare to shoot.
The other person's eyesight is really scary, and in his investigation, although this ordinary man is as ordinary as a common man ~ EbookFREE.me ~, but from the beginning to the end, it gives him an illusion of hesitation, making him always It is impossible to determine where his true position is, and whenever he intends to take a shot, he feels that he may miss it.
too terrifying.
Zhu Zhu lost his mind and showed retreat.
"Why do you help me?" Zhu Wusheng asked finally.
"Old and old." Ning Zhongliu grinned, looking at the setting sun, calmly said: "People in the same age are dying, no matter friends or enemies, how many people in the world can accompany me to discuss martial arts to Reason ... Lord Buddha, the last step of the broken void is extremely difficult, extremely difficult, you, don't let me down! "
While talking, Ning Zhongliu looked up at Zhu Wusheng and gave a slight glance.
what! ?
Suddenly, Zhu Wusheng almost felt a bone-killing killing. The deadly palm of the other side of the Buddha had come to his eyes. At the time of the crisis, he suddenly raised his anger and suddenly retreated backward!
Chant
The rampant speed plowed a ripple on the river, and the sky poured to the sides.
When I waited for Zhu Wusheng to stand on the river again, I realized that Ning Zhongliu looked like a laziness and stood firmly in place without moving at all.
The cold sweat of Zhu Zhu was soaked instantly.
"Thank you, Lord Lafayette." Ning Zhongliu smiled and waved, leaving the bamboo raft to follow.
Zhu Zhu Wusheng stood on the river's surface, and the two strands trembled for a while, and he could not be calm for a long time.