Martial arts hero Tang Bohu, all eight wives are female devils

Chapter 143:

Looking at the excited crowd around him, the intestines of the Jizhen monk were about to repent, and he couldn't wait to give himself a few big mouths.

How could I have been affected by his sound?

How could I have been affected by his sound?

Even if he was very unwilling in his heart, he clearly knew that this was Daoyin!

For thousands of years, only Fuxi real people can play the Taoist sound!

Immersed in the sound of the piano, I also gained a lot of benefits from it, and my understanding of martial arts deepened.

Alas, that's it.

I can only hope for the next one.

At the very least, they have to get a draw and let Dongying take the captives away and rescue their crown prince.

This is also worthy of the treasure they gave them, the spirit grass.

With this in mind, Jizhen announced the end of the competition and resumed the game after a half-hour rest.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Xu Weixiong's eyes bloomed brightly, and his smile was like a flower: "I didn't expect that Brother Bohu's piano skills have reached the realm." "

"That song just now made me take a step forward in the martial arts. "

On the side, Huang Jiujian said with a wry smile: "County Lord, look over there, the eyes of those martial arts masters are about to eat Tang Gongzi." "

Xu Weixiong looked up and saw that those world-famous masters of the rivers and lakes, whether they were from the Ming Dynasty or from other countries, were all staring at Tang Bohu's figure.

Shangguan Wan'er also noticed this phenomenon and said with a wry smile: "After today, Brother Bohu is going to become the best martial arts master in the world.....

Xin Qiji: "The sound of the piano that can make a martial artist enlighten is of immeasurable value, and I don't know how many martial arts forces want to salivate over Bohu." "

Shangguan Wan'er was stunned: "Brother You'an also knows martial arts?"

This is not like a literati can say this, because the literati have no idea the true value of this song!

"Huh?"

Xin Qiji laughed: "I don't understand, I don't understand, I'm talking nonsense." "

Not far away, the exterminator's eyes were solemn, and he said to himself in a deep voice: "After the competition, we must invite Tang Bohu to Mount Emei!"

"If the disciples can bathe in the sound of his piano every day, Emei doesn't know how many masters will be born, and his strength will inevitably rise!"

Zhou Zhiruo asked, "Master, it's not easy to invite him, right?"

"No matter how difficult it is, you have to invite him, how much money you spend, how much effort you spend, and you have to invite him to Mount Emei. "

"At any cost!"

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Qiao's luck is really good, he has already made friends with Tang Gongzi, it shouldn't be difficult to ask him to play another song, right?"

"Oh?"

Murong Fu was a little surprised on the side: "Brother Qiao has a friendship with Tang Gongzi?"

Qiao Feng: "Although they are not close friends, they appreciate each other. "

Murong Fu's eyes lit up suddenly: "Then there is Brother Lao Qiao, when you ask Tang Gong to play, can you 747 let you listen to it?"

"Cousin, that song just now is indeed a heavenly sound, but why are you martial artists so obsessed?" Although Wang Yuyan is proficient in a lot of martial arts, she has never practiced after all, so she doesn't understand the truth.

Murong Fu explained: "Cousin, don't you know, the sound of the piano just now is not a simple piano sound, but a Taoist sound!"

"Dao sound, containing infinite Tao rhyme, can make people who practice martial arts have the opportunity to have an epiphany. "

"Even if you don't have an epiphany, the benefits are many. "

"That song just now made me suddenly open up a lot of incomprehension in martial arts, and my strength increased a lot. "

Murong Fu pointed at the martial artists present and said, "Look at them, which one is not greedy and excited?"

"I believe that these people have all benefited greatly from the sound of the piano just now!"

"The most important thing is ......"

Murong Fu looked at the people who were blowing snow to the west gate, and muttered, "The last time I saw them, there were still people who were in the realm." "

"But in just a few months, I have broken through to the sixth-fold or even seventh-fold ..... of the Joyful Heaven Realm."

"Obviously, this is due to the sound of Tang Gongzi's piano. "

Wang Yuyan was slightly stunned: "A piece of piano sound, can it have such a miraculous effect?"

A little farther away, a woman with a slender figure, skin better than snow, and a peerless temperament, wearing a lilac gown, cold eyes, cold breath, and a strange mask stared at Tang Bohu's figure with burning eyes.

"This unicorn genius is really extraordinary!"

"In such adversity, can they turn the tide?"

Next to the woman, a middle-aged man smiled: "What's more, he is now an immeasurable treasure!"

"If we in Snow Moon City can invite him to play a few songs, your and my cultivation, as well as the cultivation of the disciples of Snow Moon City, will make great progress. "

The woman sneered: "How can it be so easy to invite him?"

Middle-aged man: "Why don't you ...... Let's try the beauty trick?"

"You have a good reputation in cold clothes, and you are not ugly, and you should be nine out of ten. "

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man subconsciously stirred, it was so cold.

The masked woman said coldly: "Sikong Changfeng, do you want to die?"

"Just kidding, kidding, don't be angry. "

In the midst of the discussion, the last competition officially began.

In this scene, Dongying dispatched their painting saint, Xuezhou.

Looking at the appearance of the two, the Jizhen monk secretly warned himself in his heart that this time no matter what, he couldn't let Tang Bohu win.

Besides, the sound of his piano can affect the mood of others, but it can't affect the painting, right?

To be honest, the Jizhen monk was really a little scared in his heart.

After all, a person who can play the Dao Yin, if he integrates the Dao rhyme into the Danqing, can also affect the mood of others!

He decided to look at Xue Zhou's works first, and then directly announce Xue Zhou's victory, just take a look at Tang Bohu's paintings.

With this in mind, he spoke, "Two, please begin." "

Xue Zhou took the lead and picked up the brush to sketch it.

After a while, a landscape map has begun to take shape.

But Tang Bohu closed his eyes and pondered, indifferent.

Someone was anxious and asked, "Why doesn't Tang Gongzi use his pen?"

"Maybe I don't think it's useful to put pen to paper. "

"That Jizhen was really affected once, and this time I will be on guard against anything. "

"Anyway, it's a draw now, and Tang Gongzi is not worth the trip and turns the tide. "

"To paint or not to paint, the result is the same, so why bother to do it again?"

Others nodded in agreement.

To paint, or not to paint, this matter is meaningless, because even if he paints a hundred times more than Xuezhou, it is a losing situation.

can play a draw, Tang Bohu is already amazing!

And in fact, he never thought about a draw!

Now that you're here, you must win!

And the key to winning is how to influence Jizhen.

From the beginning just now, Tang Bohu thought about what kind of painting could affect the state of mind of this bald donkey, and it was best to make him feel in a state of turmoil.

He thought about it a lot, but it wasn't as good as he wanted.

Even if it can influence, it won't make him upset......

At a glance, the old monk was looking at himself with a smile on his face, and his kind eyes didn't look like a despicable person at all.

Hmph, this Buddhist person is very well disguised on the surface, but he is extremely shameless in his bones.

Wait a minute!

Buddhism!

Tang Bohu's mind flashed with inspiration, and I thought of how to affect Jizhen!

As soon as his mind moved, he immediately raised his pen and stroked it on the canvas one stroke after another.

Tang Bohu's pen is like a god, Danqing is wonderful, and he is drunk with ink.

Soon, a golden hall with a tall Buddha statue was formed.

Immediately afterwards, a small novice knelt in front of the Buddha statue and lowered his head, as if to repent of his sins in front of the Buddha......

Every stroke, every stroke, contains infinite rhyme.

He even integrated the state of mind of the Divine Palm into the picture scroll!

In a short time, a "Confession Map in Front of the Buddha" was completed, much earlier than the snow boat that was one step ahead.

"I'm done. "

Tang Bohu took back his brush and said lightly.

And Jizhen didn't look at his paintings, but closed his eyes slightly and hummed softly.

The Ming geniuses suddenly quit.

"This monk is so shameless!"

"Don't even look at Tang Gongzi's paintings?"

"Hmph, he must be worried about being affected by Tang Gongzi's mood like just now, so he wants to wait for Xue Zhou to finish painting and directly announce that Dongying has won. "

"This shameless man!"

"This old Wang Ba!"

Chapter 144:

In the face of everyone's accusations and angry scolding, the Jizhen monk gave full play to the shameless spirit, and was still at ease with the old god, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Tang Bohu smiled faintly, but he didn't take it to heart.

Even if you don't look now, there will always be a time when you open your eyes, and you can't always close your eyes to decide the winner, right?

After waiting patiently for a while, the snow boat had already been drawn, and it was a landscape map.

His brushstrokes are exquisite, and his landscape paintings are quite meaningful, which can be regarded as a good work.

However, this level is in the Central Plains of China, and at most it is at the upper middle level.

"Master, I'm done. "

As the sound of Xuezhou sounded, the Jizhen monk slowly opened his eyes and landed on the picture scroll of Xuezhou.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"It's really a lifelike, extraordinary landscape painting!"

Hearing this, many people laughed angrily.

"Hey, extremely true bald donkey, it's a fact that you favor Dongying, what are you pretending to be?"

"Do you know how to draw, just comment here?"

"Why don't you just announce that your Dongying master has won, and put on a pretentious posture, isn't it disgusting?"

The ridicule of the talented and beautiful people of the Ming Dynasty made many Buddhist monks present feel hot pain on their faces.

It's really embarrassing for Buddhism!

However, more Buddhist monks are completely shameless and speak out to defend the truth. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Master Jizhen is superb in Buddhism, how can he be as unbearable as you say?"

"That's right, didn't Master Jizhen also announce Tang Bohu's victory just now? Where did the favoritism come from?"

"Joke!"

"If it weren't for the Qilin genius Xin You'an's timely response, wouldn't the extremely true bald donkey change his words?"

"Buddhism bald donkey, there are few good things!"

"Amitabha, the benefactor's words are slanderous words of Buddhism, which is really sinful, sinful. "

On stage, Ji Zhen turned a deaf ear to these remarks, and since he did such a thing, he was naturally mentally prepared.

He spoke slowly and continued: "Compared with Master Xuezhou, Tang Bohu's painting is inferior, especially ......"

Before he finished speaking, Jizhen stood on the spot.

Just now, he just glanced at the canvas out of the corner of his eye, and he stood there motionless as if he had been struck by lightning.

In the eyes of the Buddha, the Buddha in this painting seems to have come to life, it glows with a golden light, and its eyes are fixed on him.

Clang~~!

A mighty bell rang in his ears, and immeasurable golden light swept through the sky.

At the time of the sky, a huge Buddha statue with a golden body appeared, which was the West Heaven Rulai Dharma Phase!

"Extremely true, are you guilty?"

The ethereal voice of the Buddha cleansed the heart, and I really felt my sins in an instant, and regretted everything I had done!

As a disciple of Buddhism, what did he do for Dongying's treasures, spiritual grass, elixirs, and the position of the national teacher promised by the Iron Courage God Marquis?

distorting the facts, favoring injustice, and helping those who brutalize the people of China to win.....

All this, all this, where is there still the slightest sign of a Buddhist disciple?

Poof.

Jizhen knelt on the ground, grabbed the ground with his head, and cried: "The Buddha is above, the disciples are greedy and angry, and the three poisons are riddled with great sins, and the Buddha is also asked to punish him." "

While talking, Ji Zhen kowtowed loudly.

And this picture will make everyone present stupid......

As for the others, naturally, they don't understand what's going on.

"Is this really monk crazy?"

"Why did you suddenly kneel in front of Tang Gongzi and kowtow, crying and howling?"

"I don't understand, I don't know ....."

Some of them were confused and completely confused.

And at this moment, many Buddhist disciples who were watching the battle also howled and cried.

"The Buddha is above, and the disciples are deeply sinful, please punish the Buddha. "

"Please punish the Buddha. "

A Buddhist disciple slammed his head against the ground, even if his head was broken and bleeding, he didn't care, and his mouth still howled: "Disciple is deeply sinful, sinful, please Buddha save me from the sea of suffering." "

The monks and nuns at the scene were at least nine out of eight crazy.

Only the Master of One Light, as well as a few monks, did not react at all.

"The disciples have deceived believers over the years, defrauded a lot of incense money, on the surface to get a high monk, but behind the scenes, they lingered in the Qinglou Fengyue Field, and secretly raised more than a dozen concubines. "

"The disciple is really guilty, please Buddha save me from the sea of suffering....."

Hearing this voice, Yue Laosan, one of the four evildoers, glared at him: "Wouldn't it?"

"Isn't this the presiding Guibao Master of the Holy Buddha Temple?"

"The monk Guibao is famous all over the world, and he is a high-ranking monk in the Buddhist sect, so he actually did such a thing?"

After today's incident, the Ming geniuses had a terrible impression of Buddhism, and Yang Shen said coldly: "Hmph, Buddhism bald donkey, how many good things are there?"

"Confession in front of the Buddha" ......"

Yang Shen's eyes lit up, and he stood up and exclaimed, "I understand!"

"Bohu's painting, like the sound of his piano, can also affect the mood!"

"It's just that it only affects the disciples of Buddhism!"

"Anyone who has committed a sin will be annoyed and repentant when they see this painting. "

"That's why the reaction of these Buddhists is so great!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Wan'er and the others were all moved!

"Bohu he ......"

"He actually incorporated Dao Yun into his paintings?"

Xu Weixiong's eyes were a little stupid, and he muttered, "Has his Danqing Dao reached this level?"

Wei Zhuang's eyes widened like light bulbs: "Integrate Dao Yun into the painting?"

"Don't you mean ......?"

"If you can ask him for a painting and watch it day and night, your understanding of martial arts will improve day by day?"

The purple girl sneered: "At the beginning, you said that people were moaning without disease." "

"How's it going?"

Wei Zhuang snorted arrogantly: "That's it." "

The purple girl shook her head and chuckled, muttering: "The boiled duck has a hard beak ......"

Many people in the martial arts had their eyes shining and their mouths wide open, as if they were going to devour Tang Bohu alive......

And at this moment, Jizhen returned to reality from that state.

The moment he got up, the whole person's bearing changed dramatically!

Before, he was a high-ranking monk, but he always gave people a flashy feeling.

But now his temperament is ordinary, and he looks like an ordinary old monk.

"Amitabha Buddha ....."

Ji Zhen pronounced a Buddha horn, looked at Tang Bohu and said slowly.

"The poor monk is deeply guilty, please forgive Tang Gongzi. "

"If it weren't for the son, the poor monk would still be sinking into the sea of misery, and it would be difficult to extricate himself, so the son would like to accept my worship. "

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and performed the highest etiquette of Buddhism.

Tang Bohu was stunned for a moment, his own "Confession Picture in Front of the Buddha" had such a profound impact on this monk?

After bowing, he slowly got up, took a step forward, and said loudly: "Everyone, please listen to the words of the poor monk!"

"This competition is a trap from beginning to end!"

"It's a trap set by the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu who ignored and colluded with Dongying!"

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