In the simple living room, I sat opposite a man in white and bald head.

This person has thin eyebrows and thin lips, his eyes are red and gold, and his exposed skin outside his clothes also shows a faint golden color. He sat on a chair with his back straight and his eyes sharp, and he was as aggressive as a sharp sword.

His name is Sikong, and he is also one of the true disciples of the Dharma Image and the one with the most fierce and easy-to-kill subordinates of the Dharma Image. You should know that the Dharma Image is passed on to the Dharma Image and are all authentic Buddhist mental laws, so each of the Dharma Image disciples has a bit of the Buddhist primordial and peaceful spirit.

The nature of the Four Kowloons is actually an alien under the Dharma image.

"How is that Wukong?" Sikong slowly turned the white porcelain teacup in his hand and asked leisurely. The white porcelain teacup contained cold water, but after turning it in his hand a few times, a slight heat came out.

Sikong grabbed a little tea on the table and threw it in. The curled tea leaves quickly spread out in the boiling water, and the tea fragrance also spread.

When doing all this, Sikong looked relaxed and skillful, without any sign of exerting force. Yikong praised: "Sikong's Junior Brother's unmoving Ming Wangli is becoming more pure and congratulatory."

Sikong waved his hand and said, "Yikong, don't care about him. I'm stuck at the top level of the fourth level, and I'm only one line away from breaking through to the fifth level of joint force. This time I came here to find Wukong to borrow the Five Elements Return to Yuan Jade Belt for use."

Yikong shook his head slightly, "I don't say anything about it. Senior Brother Sikong asked me that I was just a waste of effort."

Sikong sneered, "Whether you borrow it or not, you can do it. Master asked you to take care of him, so I will naturally ask you for your opinion."

Yikong said, "I have no objection. I don't care about your affairs. I will not take the initiative to tell Master. However, if something happens, I must tell the truth."

Sikong raised his thin eyebrows and said with some disdain: "As long as you don't meddle in other people's business, I will take it myself if my master asks."

Dangdangdang, before Sikong finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside.

Yikong sighed and thought to himself: "It's not that I don't help, it's that Wukong, you're so lucky." Yikong's cultivation level only requires improving his attention to the ability to sense who the other party is from the breathing, footsteps and other details of the outsider. Without looking, Yikong will know that the person coming is Gao Huan.

The knock on the door sounded, and before he could speak, Sikong brushed his long sleeves and opened the door, revealing Gao Huan who was leaving the door.

Today, Gao Huan changed into the white clothes of the true disciple. The white clothes of the true disciple were woven by ice silk. Because its ice silk was fine and tough, and special secret techniques were used when weaving, it not only cools and avoids dust, but can resist swords, but also resists low-level five elements spells. It is a third-level middle-grade magic weapon.

In the temple, only true disciples are qualified to wear it. Others, such as deacon disciples and law enforcement disciples, although they have responsibilities, are absolutely not qualified to wear this kind of ice silkworm white clothes.

The white ice silkworm clothes are not only a magic weapon, but also have the softness and smoothness of silk and the texture of cotton silk. Gao Huan has a slender and symmetrical figure. She wore this wide-sleeved white dress and barefoot and hemp shoes under her feet, and suddenly she showed a bit of floating and dusty aura. Especially his clear black and white eyes, which made Gao Huan feel a peaceful and indifferent Zen.

Gao Huan's outstanding temperament made Sikong slightly stunned. Even though he planned to seize the Five Elements Return to Yuan Jade Belt, Sikong had to say that Gao Huan had a charm that made people feel close.

However, no matter how pleasing Gao Huan is, he is far from the important thing brought by the Five Elements Guiyuan Jade. Sikong's thoughts turn and said, "Come in." Sikong's greeting was extremely rude, and his tone was closer to command.

Gao Huan was originally trying to find Yikong to ask something, but who knew that as soon as the door opened, he saw someone else in the room. Gao Huan didn't know Sikong, but he knew that Sikong's tone and eyes were all right that this person had bad intentions towards him.

In an environment like Honglian Temple where the strong prey on the weak is the most normal thing, but it is most normal for someone to bully you. If you are not strong enough, these troubles will never be missing.

Gao Huan knew that the trouble was coming, but he couldn't retreat, and he didn't want to retreat. He stepped into the yard and bowed to Yikong from a distance, saying, "I've seen Senior Brother Yikong."

Yikong stood up politely and greeted: "Junior Brother Wukong, come in quickly," he introduced to Gao Huan again: "This is Senior Brother Sikong..."

Sikong sat on the chair with a big look, and said with a smile: "You are Wukong, you can win the first place in the competition, and you are lucky." There is indeed a certain part of luck in the competition. But Sikong said this, Gao Huan obviously looked down on him, thinking that he won the first place was just a lucky chance.

Gao Huan was not angry and bowed and said calmly: "It is all the master's teaching that he can win the first place, and it has nothing to do with luck."

Four empty words were speechless, and Gao Huan pushed the merits on the Dharma image. He did not dare to say that the Dharma image was wrong, and of course he did not dare to refute it. His aggressive momentum suddenly weakened.

Yikong never expected that Gao Huan, who looked peaceful, would be so sharp, and choked Sikong with just one sentence. Yikong didn't expect the atmosphere to be too awkward, so he opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Wukong has something to ask me for?"

Gao Huan nodded and said, "I have something to ask for advice from my senior brother, but I won't disturb you if you have a guest. Please allow me to say goodbye first..." Gao Huan turned around and left after bowing again.

Sikong couldn't sit still, and he moved his feet and stopped Gao Huan, "I'm looking for you for something, don't leave." Sikong was fierce, his eyes shining like a sword, his inner energy was full of energy, his whole body was full of powerful majesty, and in a simple sentence, he had a strong power that could not be disobeyed.

Gao Huan said calmly: "If you have something to do, tell me."

Sikong is already a top-level master in the fourth level, and has an advantage in suppressing Gao Huan at the same level. At this time, he released the power of the Mingwang with almost all his strength, and had already suppressed Gao Huan's breath to the lowest level. If he had to use force, the battle would burst out uncontrollably.

I thought Gao Huan would be suppressed by his momentum and became panicked. But Gao Huan was still so calm, which was beyond the expectation of Sikong. You should know that his power of the Unmoving Mingwang took the Unmoving Mingwang's intention to sweep away all obstacles and suppress all evil deeds. It is the most domineering and fierce magic trick in Buddhism.

Of course, what Sikong practiced is just the remnant arts, but even this remnant arts is enough to make Sikong have two unmoving majestic power that the Ming King cannot shake. This power is not only reflected in the changes in vital energy, but also a change in the outward shooting of the divine mind.

For a low-level warrior like Gao Huan, even if he can barely resist his cultivation, the huge oppression in his divine mind is unstoppable.

The wrathful divine thoughts of the Unmoving Ming King of Sikong can burn all demonic obstacles, which put Gao Huan in immense pressure. However, Gao Huan has been reincarnated for two lifetimes and is determined to be tenacious. Although Sikong's divine thoughts are strong, they are just external forces and cannot shake Gao Huan's original heart at all.

"Borrow me for the five elements to return to the Yuan jade belt." Sikong could not directly suppress Gao Huan, and he was polite to speak for two minutes. Otherwise, Sikong would not say the word "borrow".

Gao Huan smiled and said simply: "Don't borrow." For people like Sikong, any verbal strategy will only make him more rampant. Gao Huan used the shortest words to show his most resolute attitude.

The emotions that Sikong had accumulated for a long time were stimulated by Gao Huan and suddenly burst out. "Today, let me guide you in your practice. In addition, the teacher teaches you how to respect your senior brother."

As he spoke, Sikong had already started to move his hands. Sikong stepped out his fist and hit Gao Huan's chest. He rushed fiercely. Before the fist arrived, the fist wind had already stirred and roared, and Gao Huan's breathing was cut off.

Sikong's movements are not too fast, and the moves change are simple. However, relying on the cultivation level of the fourth-level top-level, it seems that there is a thousand pounds of force with one blow. If you are hit by this punch, even Gao Huan's Vajra body will inevitably cause internal injuries.

Gao Huan had expected Sikong to take action, but Sikong's arrogance still surprised him. Facing the fist, Gao Huan bowed slightly, looked forward, his face became solemn and fierce, and his whole body was like a tiger going down the mountain, with a sudden aura rising to the extreme, his five fingers of his right hand were bent like a tiger's claw, and he grabbed Sikong's fist.

A trace of disdain flashed in Sikong's eyes. A disciple who had just entered the True Legend actually dared to take over his move, the Vajra pounding cone was pushed by him. Under the power of Ming Wang, his arms were harder and stronger than the real iron cone. If Gao Huan dared to take over, his fingers and arms would be shattered by his punch. Although Sikong was cruel, he still dared not kill the true disciple at will. However, it was not a big problem to only destroy Gao Huan.

Before Gao Huan's tiger claws grabbed Sikong's fist, his hand shrank like lightning, allowing Sikong's fist to pass Sikong. The sudden change of moves made Sikong, who was exerting force, suddenly hit Sikong's fist, and the force on Sikong's fist could not be greatly reduced. Gao Huan's hand tapped again, turned his claws into palms, and gently pressed on Sikong's fist.

The force of this press rotated softly, like a vortex in water. Sikong's fist was slightly tilted by this force. Sikong quickly noticed something was wrong, and with a low growl, his vitality erupted again.

Sikong is a top-grade warrior of the fourth level. His vital energy penetrates the eighteen acupoints and a breath of vital energy surges out. No matter how wonderful Gao Huan's changes are, the gap in power is irreparable.

The fist that was originally led by the deviation was weak and its speed increased several times. Gao Huan felt that the other party's potential was coming like a mountain, and all the changes in his strength in his hands were crushed unreasonably.

Gao Huan suddenly realized something was wrong, and withdrew his hand, his body bent and twisted like a snake, leaning in against Sikong's fist. Long Youba's body movements were incredible. Gao Huan not only let Sikong's fist pass, but also squeezed Sikong's arm with the force of his body twisting, trying to push Sikong.

But the cultivation level of the fourth-level top-level is far beyond Gao Huan. The four-kun move failed, his arm suddenly shook, and a fierce and powerful force burst out in a short distance and immediately pushed Gao Huan's body away.

Sikong succeeded with one move, and was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue him, a sharp roar suddenly burst out in his ear. Sikong felt the crisis coming, and gave up the attack without thinking, holding his arms across his chest.

A long leg that was whipping like a whip was whipping at the intersection of Sikong's arms. However, although this kick came with the turbulence of wind and thunder, it was like a feather and a breeze, and it was soft and light without any power, making Sikong, who had gathered all his energy to defend, feel sad and vomit blood.

Sikong was confused by Gao Huan's changes one after another and made various wrong judgments. He was already extremely angry and suddenly exhaled. The Ming Wang was not motivated to make a fuss and destroy his hateful opponent.

But Sikong's mouth was opened, Gao Huan's calf was almost boneless, and his instep was already thrusting into his temple.

The loud and powerful roar stopped abruptly. Sikong's thin eyes turned pale and he fell down with a straight bang.

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