Chapter 829: The Buddha is in my heart

Some people suddenly explode with great potential when they are in danger of death.
Sun Mo used to read the news and read some, but he had never seen it before, but today, he finally saw it.
The momentum of Xian Yuwei's collision was so swift and violent, like a chariot, before Sun Mo comforted her, her fist had already hit the head of the magic lamp ghost.
Yes, the magic lamp ghost never thought that someone would hit it, and then the whole head exploded in the next instant.
boom!
The aura was scattered, the magic lamp ghost was not just the brain, the whole neck and half of the shoulder were shattered.
call! call!
Xian Yuwei panted heavily. After hitting this punch, her momentum was half vented. More importantly, she saw the lower body of the magic lamp ghost, which was like an aura, connected to Sun Mo's body.
Sorry, the wrong person was hit.
Xian Yuwei thought so and knelt on the floor with a puff.
"Teacher, I was wrong, hit me!"
Xian Yuwei was frightened, and after finishing speaking, she added: "But can you stop slapping your face, if your face is swollen, you can't eat."
"You get up first."
Sun Mo did not blame Xian Yuwei, and then performed the ancient massage technique again.
This time, the process of condensing and transforming the magic lamp ghost took a lot of time, but as soon as it took shape, this guy chopped his hand and pulled Xian Yuwei's neck.
Snapped!
"I'm wrong!"
Xian Yuwei shrank her neck and apologized.
"You lie down on the bed."
Sun Mo looked at the anger of the magic lamp ghost, sighed, and was ready to do it himself.
This guy has always disliked women. Now he was hammered in his head for no reason. He must be very angry, but just before Sun Mo stepped forward, the magic lamp ghost suddenly brightened his eyes and pushed Sun Mo away.
Happiness!
The magic lamp ghost slapped Xian Yuwei's muscles, and his eyes flashed with the light of discovering the world's treasures. Then, it pinched Xian Yuwei's neck with both hands and squeezed it hard.
"what!"
Xian Yuwei's tears came out, looking up at Sun Mo, her eyes full of grievances.
It hurts!
She felt like she was going to die.
"Hold it!"
Sun Mo scolded, after getting along for so long, he knew a little about the magic lamp ghost.
This guy is a muscle control, the stronger the person, the more motivated he presses.
"Her potential seems high?"
Mei Ziyu asked.
"More than high!"
Sun Moxin said that Xuanyuan Po's physical fitness is already non-human, and it can be said that he is the favorite teenager of the magic lamp ghost, but it does not work so hard when it is massaged.
Recall Xian Yuwei's strength value. This is the only person he has seen that has broken through the current realm.
Of course, if based on the overall quality evaluation, Xuanyuanpo is still the strongest, and Xian Yuwei is purely invincible.
But this is enough. As the saying goes, one force will drop ten guilds. If Xian Yuwei learns the exercises that can fully exert her power, she will definitely become a goddess of war.
Xian Yuwei, who was a little uneasy at first, quickly forgot these emotions, leaving only the screams like killing pigs.
It hurts very much, but in the pain, there is a touch of comfort, indescribable, hard to let go, so her face, because the expression keeps changing and intertwining, it becomes a ball.
The magic lamp ghost disliked Sun Mo for getting in the way, grabbed the small bottle in his hand, poured the ancient whale oil on Xian Yuwei's body, found that it was not enough, and stared at him.
"Fuck, still use it?"
Sun Mo took it, this one without water can consume one bottle at a time?
The magic lamp keeps his eyes on.
"It's all right, here you are!"
Sun Mo is speechless, the guy who eats inside and out, am I your master?
"This guy has self-will?"
Meiziyu was shocked. As a top student in Jixia Academy, she was also well-informed, but she had never heard that a single exercise can summon a servant.
The hand of God is indeed magical.
"Sun Mo, didn't the examiner team say that you are not allowed to use their signature skills?"
Mei Ziyu remembered one thing: "Don't violate the rules. If you are deprived of the qualification, you will lose a lot."
"It's okay!"
Sun Mo asked carefully that what the examiner team forbids the use of signature stunts in public. It is possible to use it in private and keep it confidential.
This time of massage can be said to be the longest one after Sun Mo got the ancient massage, which took a full half an hour.
Had it not been for Sun Mo's spiritual energy had been almost drained, the magic lamp ghost would want to continue.
In the end, it licked its lips intently, and squeezed Xian Yuwei's muscles before dissipating satisfied.
"Drumsticks, don't run!"
Xian Yuwei chirped her mouth and slept soundly, halazi flowed along the corner of her mouth across her neck, and then dripped to the ground.
"Wake up!"
Sun Mo pushed and found that Xian Yuwei was indifferent, and simply squeezed her biceps, suddenly exerting force.
"Ah!"
Xian Yuwei screamed like a corpse, sat up directly, and looked around at a loss.
who am I?
Where am i?
what did I do?
Why is it so comfortable?
Because of her fat body, Xian Yuwei always feels dead, and it is easy to suffer when walking, but now, the whole body is relaxed.
It feels as if you have become a feather, you can take the wind away at any time.
"Don't be in a daze, hit your exercises quickly to invigorate the blood and consolidate the effect of massage."
Sun Mo urged.
"Oh!"
Xian Yuwei didn't dare to neglect, immediately drew out the scimitar, and played with the sword.
A few minutes later, Xian Yuwei yelled happily.
"Teacher, I feel so light-hearted. My knife skills have definitely improved. Teacher, what kind of fairy massage is that you are so powerful!"
Sun Mo couldn't stand it anymore.
"With this kind of broken sword technique, what's the use of being diligent?"
Sun Mo frowned: "And you didn't choose the right weapon, right?"
In the northern grasslands, scimitars and longbows are often used, but Xian Yuwei's tonnage is the master of Euphorbia or Warhammer.
No matter how bad it is, I have to change to a tomahawk.
"Teacher, this is a middle-grade technique from the celestial pole, inherited from ancestors."
Xian Yuwei curled her lips aggrievedly.
"North Shore Sword Art?"
Meiziyu covered her mouth and chuckled, Sun Mo was too ashamed of this level of exercises and never taught students.
"Let's not talk about the level, the key is that her practice is still wrong."
Sun Mo was speechless.
"Incorrect?"
Xian Yuwei scratched her hair.
"Look up!"
Sun Mo drew out the wooden knife and started playing directly.
Among the holy-level exercises he had obtained, there happened to be this one, so he could be sure that Xian Yuwei did not practice properly.
"Wow!"
Xian Yuwei exclaimed.
The sword technique used by Sun Mo was familiar with a sense of strangeness. The most important thing was that it was much more powerful.
"Is this really the North Shore Sword Art?"
Xian Yuwei didn't believe it, the teacher's tricks felt better than my dad who had practiced swordsmanship for 20 years.
However, if I learn, won't I be able to get a top ten in grade?
Xian Yuwei's eyes widened immediately.
It's just that Sun Mo is not interested in the middle of the fight.
"Huh? Why don't you practice?"
Xian Yuwei wanted to watch it, so anxious, but didn't dare to urge Sun Mo.
Not to mention that I am not a direct disciple of Sun Mo, even if it is such a precious exercise, it is impossible to learn it immediately. It will take at least a few years to prove my loyalty.
"You are most suitable for using Euphorbia, but I don't know how to use this kind of exercises, so I will teach you boxing techniques. You can use your strength to fight with your bare hands and it can be very powerful."
Actually, the Liaoyuan Blazing Spear Technique was also good for Xian Yuwei, but that was Xuanyuan Po's unique skill. Sun Mo would not teach it to others indiscriminately, although he could.
"Keep your eyes open."
Sun Mo began to punch.
boom! boom! boom!
The fist wind is like a wave, thunder is bursting.
"This one……"
When Mei Ziyu saw Sun Mo's boxing technique, she knew that he was playing Bodhidharma's Shaking Fist, which was a little surprised.
As far as she knows, this girl hasn't formally apprenticed to her teacher, and even if she does, she shouldn't immediately teach faculty...
Xian Yuwei's eyes were fixed, especially behind Sun Mo, an ancient Buddha condensed from time to time, which was even more solemn and domineering.
From this look, it is an extremely advanced technique.
A quarter of an hour later, Sun Mo closed his fist: "How much did you learn?"
"Uh, three...30%..."
Xian Yuwei lowered her head, her face was ashamed, and she felt like a waste.
But she didn't know, she could read it once, and learned 30% of a saint-level exquisite technique, which was quite genius.
"Hit it again!"
Sun Mo took a few steps back, ready to correct at any time.
"Ok!"
Xian Yuwei took a deep breath, her fat face was serious, and she started punching, but because she had just received an ancient massage, and because she was nervous, she was afraid of being scolded by Sun Mo if she made a mistake, she felt a little urgency.
"Teacher...I...I..."
Xian Yuwei is hard to say.
"What's wrong? Is there anything you don't understand?"
Sun Mo, a straight man like steel, would not understand this kind of thing, but Mei Ziyu was careful and whispered a few words in Sun Mo's ear.
"Go!"
As Sun Mo spoke, Xian Yuwei was amnesty and quickly ran away.
"Although she is fat, she is a good seedling."
Sun Mo was very satisfied.
In Fulong College, there are many students with extremely high potentials, but this should be the only one whose strength has exploded.
"I trust your vision."
Meiziyu was curious: "Are you ready to accept her as a disciple?"
"It depends on what she thinks!"
Apart from gluttony, this girl seems to have no other bad habits for the time being.
"You are so generous, you can teach the students casually the Saint-level Peerless Skills."
Meiziyu sighed, she didn't have such courage anyway.
Xian Yuwei didn't dare to let Sun Mo wait for a long time, so she went to the hut very quickly. When she was about to return to the house, she heard these four words and stayed on the spot.
What the teacher taught me is the holy masterpiece boxing method?
No way?
Even if you have a brain damage, you wouldn't do it?
In the Middle-earth Kyushu, good things are passed on from men to women, so even a dad who loves him won't teach himself the best techniques.
"Teach her this exercise, so that she can become famous and not be humiliated."
Sun Mo chuckles: "As for whether she is my personal biography, it doesn't matter."
"You are also very good at playing, this exercise is in your hands, it is its most honored destiny."
Meiziyu disagrees with Sun Mo's statement.
"Xian Yuwei has a simple mind~EbookFREE.me~ and her strength is invincible. On the contrary, she is suitable for practicing this kind of pure-hearted Buddhist martial arts. I can't do it. I have too much desire."
Sun Mo knew his shortcomings.
Like this kind of Buddha boxing, there must be a corresponding state of mind to exert greater power. The world Sun Mo has seen is too complicated.
To put it bluntly, it means that the heart is polluted by the world, and there is no Buddha.
"But this is a monk's boxing technique, she practiced as a girl, is that okay?"
Plum fish is worried.
"Buddhism also has nuns and female bodhisattvas, Ziyu. The so-called Buddha is in my heart, not gender, but soul."
Sun Mo smiled at Popular Science, and then he heard the system prompt.
Ding!
Xian Yuwei’s favorability is 10000, respect (10500/100000).