Chapter 829 The Buddha Is in My Heart, and I Give It All

Some people suddenly burst into great potential when faced with the danger of death.

Sun Mo used to read the news and read some, but he had never seen it. Today, he finally saw it.

The momentum of Xian Yuwei's collision was so fast and violent, like a chariot, before Sun Mo could comfort her, her fist had already smashed into the ghost's head.

Yes, the magic lamp ghost never thought that someone would hit it, and then the next moment, the whole head exploded.

boom!

The aura was scattered, and the magic lamp ghost was not only a brain, but his entire neck and even half of his shoulders were shattered.

call! call!

Xian Yuwei was panting heavily, and after the punch, half of her aura was lost. What's more, she saw the ghost's lower body, which was like a spiritual energy, connected to Sun Mo's body.

Got it, wrong person.

Xian Yuwei thought so, and with a thud, she knelt on the floor.

"Teacher, I was wrong, hit me!"

Xian Yuwei was frightened, and after speaking, he added: "But can you not slap your face, your face is swollen, and you can't eat."

"You get up first."

Sun Mo didn't blame Xian Yuwei, and then performed the ancient massage technique again.

This time, the process of condensing the magic lamp ghost took a lot longer, but as soon as it took shape, the guy slapped Xian Yuwei's neck.

Snapped!

"I was wrong!"

Xian Yuwei shrinks her neck and apologizes.

"You lie down on the bed."

Sun Mo looked at the angry appearance of the magic lamp, sighed, and prepared to do it himself.

This guy has never liked women, and now his head was smashed for no reason, he must be very angry, but just as Sun Mo stepped forward, just as he was about to attack, the magic lamp ghost suddenly lit up and pushed Sun Mo away.

clap clap clap!

The magic lamp ghost slapped Xian Yuwei's muscles,

In the eyes, the light of discovering the treasures of the world flickered, and then, it pinched Xian Yuwei's neck with both hands, pinching it hard.

"what!"

Xian Yuwei's tears came out at once, and she looked up at Sun Mo, her eyes full of grievances.

It hurts!

She felt like she was going to die.

"Hold on!"

Sun Mo scolded him. After getting along for so long, he had some understanding of the magic lamp ghost.

This guy is a muscle man, and the stronger the guy, the more dynamic he presses.

"Her potential seems high?"

Plum fish asked.

"More than high!"

Sun Mo said in his heart that Xuanyuan Po's physical fitness was already inhuman enough, and he could be said to be the favorite teenager of the magic lamp ghost, but he didn't work so hard when he massaged it.

Recalling Xian Yuwei's strength value, this is the only person he has seen so far who has broken through the current state.

Of course, according to the overall quality evaluation, Xuanyuan Po is still the strongest, while Xian Yuwei is purely invincible.

But this is enough. As the saying goes, if Xian Yuwei learns the skills 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, and only screamed like killing a pig.

It was very painful, but in the pain, there was a sense of relief, which was indescribable and difficult to give up, so her face was twisted into a ball because the expressions kept changing and intertwining.

The magic lamp ghost disliked Sun Mo's interference, grabbed the small bottle in his hand, and poured the ancient whale oil on Xian Yuwei's body. When he found that it was not enough, he stared at him.

"Shit, still use it?"

Sun Mo took it, this one that was not mixed with water could actually consume one bottle at a time?

The magic lamp stared blankly.

"Okay, okay, here it is!"

Sun Mo is speechless, the guy who eats inside and outside, am I your master?

"This guy actually has self-will?"

Mei Ziyu was startled. As a top student at Jixia Academy, she was also well-informed, but she had never heard of a practice method that could summon a servant.

The hand of God is truly amazing.

"Sun Mo, didn't the examiners say that you are not allowed to use your signature skills?"

Mei Ziyu remembered one thing: "Don't violate the rules and be deprived of the qualifications for the assessment, then you will lose a lot."

"fine!"

Sun Mo asked carefully, and the examiner group forbids the use of signature stunts in public, private use, and confidentiality, which is fine.

This massage can be said to be the longest one after Sun Mo's ancient massage, which lasted for half an hour.

If it wasn't for Sun Mo's spiritual energy being almost drained, the magic lamp ghost would still want to continue.

In the end, it licked its lips unfinished, pinched Xian Yuwei's muscles, and then dissipated contentedly.

"Drumsticks, don't run!"

Xian Yuwei pursed her lips and slept soundly, the halazi flowing down her neck along the corner of her mouth and dripping on the ground again.

"Wake up!"

Sun Mo pushed it and found that Xian Yuwei was indifferent, he simply squeezed her biceps and suddenly exerted force.

"Ah!"

Xian Yuwei screamed and sat up like a corpse, then looked around at a loss.

who I am?

am i there?

what did I do?

Why is it so comfortable?

Because of her fat body, Xian Yuwei always feels dead and dead, and suffers when she walks, but now, her whole body is relaxed.

It felt as if I had become a feather, ready to ride the wind at any time.

"Don't be in a daze, hurry up and do your exercises again, activate your qi and blood, and consolidate the effect of massage."

Sun Mo urged.

"Oh!"

Xian Yuwei didn't dare to neglect, and immediately pulled out the machete and played with the sword.

A few minutes later, Xian Yuwei shouted happily.

"Teacher, I feel my body is very light, and my knife skills are definitely improved. Teacher, what kind of fairy massage you are, it's amazing!"

Sun Mo couldn't stand it any longer.

"What's the use of improving this kind of broken swordsmanship?"

Sun Mo frowned: "And you didn't choose the right weapon, right?"

In the northern grasslands, machetes and longbows are often used, but Xian Yuwei's tonnage, no matter how you look at it, is the master of using halberds or warhammers.

No matter how bad it is, I have to change the tomahawk.

"Teacher, I am a middle-grade celestial practice, handed down from my ancestors."

Xian Yuwei pouted the corners of his mouth in aggrieved.

"North Shore Sword Art?"

Mei Ziyu covered his mouth and chuckled, this level of practice, Sun Mo would be ashamed of, and would never teach students.

"Let's not talk about the level, the key is that she is still wrong."

Sun Mo was speechless.

"Incorrect?"

Xian Yuwei scratched her hair.

"Alright!"

Sun Mo pulled out the wooden knife and immediately started playing.

Among the holy-level exercises he got, there was just this one, so he could be sure that Xian Yuwei didn't practice it right.

"Wow!"

Xian Yuwei exclaimed.

The sword technique Sun Mo used was familiar yet unfamiliar. Most importantly, it was much more powerful.

"Is this really the North Shore Sword Art?"

Xian Yuwei doesn't believe it, the teacher's tricks are more powerful than my father who has practiced swordsmanship for 20 years.

However, if I learn it, wouldn't I be able to get the top ten in the grade?

Xian Yuwei immediately widened her eyes.

It's just that Sun Mo lost interest when he was halfway through.

"Eh? Why don't you practice?"

Xian Yuwei really wanted to see it and was anxious, but she didn't dare to urge Sun Mo.

Not to mention that he is not yet a direct disciple of Sun Mo, even if he is, such a precious exercise cannot be learned immediately, at least it will take a few years to prove his loyalty.

"You are most suitable for using halberds, but I don't know such exercises, so I will teach you boxing techniques. With your strength, you can fight with your bare hands, and you can be very powerful."

Actually, the Liaoyuan Fire Spear Technique was not bad for Xian Yuwei, but it was Xuanyuan Po's unique skill. Although Sun Mo knew how to do it, he would not teach it to others indiscriminately.

"Open your eyes and watch."

Sun Mo started to punch.

boom! boom! boom!

The fist wind is like a wave, and the thunder bursts.

"this……"

When Mei Ziyu saw Sun Mo's boxing, he knew that he was punching Dharma Zhentian, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

As far as she knows, this girl has not officially worshipped a teacher, and even if she did, she should not immediately teach the secret skills...

Xian Yuwei couldn't take his eyes off of it, especially behind Sun Mo, an ancient Buddha condensed from time to time, which was even more solemn and majestic.

From this point of view, it is an extremely profound exercise.

A quarter of an hour later, Sun Mo stopped his fists: "How much have you learned?"

"Uh, three... three percent..."

Xian Yuwei lowered her head, her face full of shame, feeling like she was a waste.

But she didn't know that, if she could read it once, she would learn 30% of a holy-level superb technique, which was quite a genius.

"Play it again!"

Sun Mo took a few steps back, ready to correct him at any time.

"Um!"

Xian Yuwei took a deep breath, her chubby face became serious, and she started punching, but because she had just received the ancient massage, and because she was nervous, she was afraid that she would be scolded by Sun Mo if she made a mistake, so she felt a little urgent to urinate.

"Teacher...I...I..."

Xian Yuwei is hard to say.

"What's the matter? Is there something you don't understand?"

A straight man like Sun Mo wouldn't understand this kind of thing, but Mei Ziyu was careful and whispered a few words in Sun Mo's ear.

"Go!"

As Sun Mo opened his mouth, Xian Yuwei ran away as if receiving a pardon.

"Although she is fat, she is a good seedling."

Sun Mo was very satisfied.

In Fulong Academy, there are many students with extremely high potential, but there should be only one student whose strength is beyond the table.

"I trust your vision."

Meiziyu was curious: "Are you going to accept her as your apprentice?"

"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, and you teach the students the holy-level superb exercises casually."

Mei Ziyu sighed, she doesn't have such courage anyway.

Xian Yuwei didn't dare to make Sun Mo wait for a long time, so she went to the thatched hut very fast. When she was about to go back to the house, she heard these four words and stayed on the spot.

What the teacher taught me is holy-level superb boxing?

No way?

Even if he's insane, he wouldn't do that, would he?

In the Middle-earth Kyushu, good things are passed on to men and not women, so even a father who loves him will not teach himself the best exercises.

"Teach her this practice, so that she can become famous in the world and not be humiliated."

Sun Mo chuckled: "It doesn't matter whether she is my personal biography or not."

"You are also very good at fighting. This exercise is in your hands, and it is its most honored destiny."

Meiziyu disagreed with Sun Mo's statement.

"Xian Yuwei has a pure heart and invincible strength. Instead, it is suitable for practicing this kind of Buddhist boxing with a pure mind and few desires. I can't do it. I have too many desires."

Sun Mo knew his shortcomings.

A Buddhist fist like this must have a corresponding state of mind in order to exert greater power. The world Sun Mo has seen is too complicated.

To put it bluntly, it means that the mind has been polluted by the world, and there is no Buddha seed.

"But this is a monk's boxing technique. She practices with a girl, is there any problem?"

Plum fish is worried.

"There are also nuns and female bodhisattvas in the Buddhist family, Ziyu. The so-called Buddha is in my heart, not gender, but heart."

Sun Mo laughed at Popular Science, and then he heard the system prompt.

Ding!

The favorability from Xian Yuwei is 10000, respect (10500/100000).