#969 - The Tiger Karma Fire King's Art, Maha Karma Sea View (two in one)

"Little King, save me!"

"The little king was arrested! The little king was arrested! The little king was unable to protect himself!"

The bats hang upside down on the tree shout.

"Boss King! Boss King save me!"

The hedgehog continued to scream.

"The boss is in seclusion, the boss is in seclusion, and I can't hear the little one wailing! The forest is crying! Our Weihu Mountain is over!"

"Done!"

The hedgehog hugged his head, and the deaf-pulled thorns fell out all of a sudden.

Thump.

Wild strawberries, mulberries, loquats, mountain jingzi - yellow and red purple, geckos like broken tails, fruits rolled down one after another and sank into the haystack.

"It's interesting."

With the tip of the shoe, a mountain jingzi fell into his hand.

After smelling the Liangqu, the wild fruits are fragrant, and rub the fruit frost on the belt.

Kapy!

"Well, sweet!"

Liang Qu praised it very much and handed it to Long Eying.

Long Eying lowered her head and bit her bite it down. Unexpectedly, a stream of green berries sour exploded from the tip of her tongue, making her facial features wrinkled and twisted.

She looked calm and said, "You can eat it all!"

Liang Qu handed back his wrist, but was blocked by a "resolute" force, and his aftermath was swept away.

"Well, Long Yao, let me eat it for you! Good stuff."

"So sad!" Long Yao smiled with her arms, "Silly plan, go and go!"

"I am the smart dragon girl in the clan who is second only to Sister Eying! Long Yao is not fooled, and she can't deceive me." Long Li retorted dissatisfiedly.

The little mirage dragon I wanted to eat said it was sour when I heard it, shut up immediately and put on a wooden dragon.

"If you don't know the good people's hearts, you can't eat the fruit and say that the fruit is sour." Liang Qu ignored it and ate the sour fruit himself.

Wo Shui's big hand shook the golden-retriever tiger, "There are no names in the back mountain. Tell me, what kind of monster are you from the White Tiger King of Hanging Temple?"

"The White Tiger King is my mother." The golden-retriever tiger voice was muffled.

"Isn't it the White Tiger King?" Liang Qu looked up and down.

"My father is Jin, I will follow my father, hey-"

After saying that, the golden tiger sighed to the sky,

"Hero! What a good female hero! Today is my little king of Weihu Mountain. I don't know the great king of Mount Tai. The king of the king borrows precious treasures and injures the king's subordinates. I have committed taboos and kills them. I will listen to the emperor. I hope only one, spare my life for the young people in the Weihu Mountain!”

"Okay! The little king is so good! Let's go back and divide the luggage quickly!

"Let's go! We will set up a house for the little king and burn paper every year!"

"I will make gold ingots!"

"I can origami boat!"

The mountains are grieving.

The bat strode a handful of green leaves, flap its wings and fly, and scatter it while flying.

Scarface hugged the big stick bone, helpless, and always felt that it seemed to make things worse.

hateful!

It's all caused by the devil!

Liang Qu was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it, he simply went straight to the point, "Two questions, what are you doing when you hide it? Why are they not monsters, but they can speak out?"

"Ming Wang's disciple borrowed my golden bell. I was worried that something would happen, so I came over and saw that they were my devils. Just like forging a sword, I could speak up after suffering from the fire of karma. ”

Karma burns the ghost?

Liang Qu was stunned.

The word "despairing for a tiger" has existed since ancient times, and is not a false statement. It is like the remnants of the master. It is not easy to survive in the world by relying solely on the spirit. Therefore, it can only seduce and cannot force it. It is not possible to live in a fashionable way. After death, it will be better. How can it be.

but--·

After browsing around, all the monsters in the bamboo forest appeared vividly, rolling around in the mountains and forests.

"They are clearly living things, how do you say they are for a miserable ghost?"

The golden-retriever tiger's face was shining.

"This is my talent. I don't need to eat it all, I can drink blood and stools. I only need to drink twice on one day. When I drink most of the weight, I can turn it into a demon."

Good guy!

It is similar to Zeding's rule!

It's hard to get blood twice a week.

If you drink until most of your weight, your genius will be able to withstand it.

"What is karma fire? Is it related to this thing that you are so anthropomorphic?" Liang Qu asked again.

Don’t see the golden-retriever tiger being grabbed by Wosui’s big hand, like a cat, but in fact it has a very big body.

It doesn't count its tail, it is three feet long, and it can't be hidden in ordinary woods. It has knots of muscles and stretches its arms. It has both the fierceness of a tiger and the flexibility of a human being. It has a very high degree of "anthropomorphism".

The monster has always been a favorite of the novel of monsters, such as the nine-tailed fox, the pure white cat, the jade-horned dragon girl, the jade-horned dragon girl is real, in short, it is diverse, vivid and fragrant, and the mouth and tongue are salivating. , but that's just a weird novel.

Don't say anything next to you.

A big monster with a head of more than ten meters or dozens of meters has become a person of more than one meter. Where can I hide the extra flesh?

The demon can only "anthropomorphize" and produce limbs.

The essence of Dragon Girl is a natural subrace.

Therefore, Liangqu can rely on the seamless switching between white apes and humans, and this cognition that breaks through the world's upper limit is prosperous.

Monsters can be anthropomorphic, but they also love to be anthropomorphic.

There is no reason for this. Human structure is most suitable for grasping, using tools, and easily chopping up eight streets with a big knife.

At similar levels, it is far less likely to be injured and more efficient than using claws and fangs.

With anthropomorphism, human martial arts can also be used as a reference, which is much more convenient than studying three or two kittens.

According to Liangqu’s current experience.

The Pingyang sturgeon demon I met for the first time in my life is the worst level of anthropomorphism, with a tangible and spiritual power, and a huge force, which changes, and does not increase but decreases. I can't even walk, so I give Master Yang a knife, and this belongs to The normality of wild monsters,

That is, there is no corresponding method.

The second is the iron-headed fish encountered when Tianshui Chaolu, which has a tangible and a little spirit, and can wield weapons. This means that the clan has grown to a certain extent and geniuses with martial arts emerge.

The level of the golden-retriever tiger is no worse than that of the iron-headed fish, which makes Liangqu vaguely guess.

"The "The King of Fire and Ming" practiced by this king was left by the eighth ancestor of the Hanging Temple, and was also passed down to me by my mother." The golden-retriever tiger dropped its ears and was honest.

really!

The magic of the monster!

As the true dynasty, the biggest foundation of Hanging Temple is actually a vast classic that is second only to the regime!

Even for monsters!

Liangqu had never thought about this before.

Today I went out for a walk and saw the golden tiger. I suddenly woke him up and had an idea in my mind.

A rare opportunity.

Since I came to the Hanging Temple, can I put a set of fat catfishes?

Anthropomorphism.

Go ashore!

You can only move in the water, which is too restricted to your own water beast's performance.

Fat catfish, unmovable and finless porpoises should have a broader world!

"The "Tiger of the Fire King's Art" will be written for me."

"I can't write it out, I can't remember it."

"How can you remember how to practice the exercise you practice?"

"My mother calls it a fool's skill, no need to remember it. Just practice the seeds of karma. The seeds are given to me by my mother.

If you remember it twice, it will be gone, but there is it in the cave in Weihu Mountain. ”

"Do you know who I am?"

The golden-retriever tiger raised its head, turned to look at Eying again, and thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "Ninth Buddha?"

"How did you guess?"

"You have the smell of fragrant land on your body. You are my own people. There are only a few masters in the Hanging Temple. I recognize them all. Recently, there are many strangers on the mountain. The hero next to you is fair and tall, and his appearance is according to the human standards. , you should be at the same level as my mother. If you listen to your words, you should be a husband and wife, probably the ninth Buddha."

"Smart big cat, save me the verbal talk. Take me to your cave to see. Today, the matter of hurting my subordinates will be settled."

"Take it serious?" The golden-retriever tiger pricked up his ears.

Liang Qu smiled: "You are the child of the White Tiger King, the little guardian of the Hanging Temple, and I am also half of the Ming King's personal teachings.

At best, I will heal my injuries in two days. To put it bluntly, I will beat you up. I have never been fighting in my life. ”

The golden tiger was overjoyed.

"Okay! I'll show you!"

Wosui's big hand loosened the back of the golden retriever tiger's neck.

The mountains cheered again, and the hedgehogs formed a thorn ball, rolled over and rolled, piercing the fruit again.

The bat threw out all the leaves in one hand.

"The little king lives in the second life! The ninth Buddha brightens the Buddha!"

"The little king lives in the second life! The ninth Buddha brightens the Buddha!"

The golden tiger fell to the ground, picked up the golden bell thrown out by scarred face, wiped the dust with his palm, straightened his chest and raised his head, hooked it to his neck with satisfaction, and adjusted repeatedly, as if he was wearing a bow tie for a suit.

Scar's face dropped down his head, feeling very ashamed.

After all, today's events arose because of it.

Eliminate the devil.

Too impatient.

Sudden.

The shadow fell.

The thick tiger palm fell on the scarred head and patted it gently.

The golden tiger doesn't care.

Be king.

You must have the power of a king!

Its golden-retriever tiger is the male among the males and the Beast King!

Bright!

"The ninth Buddha, the ninth Buddha, is this place!"

The bats grabbed the torch, scattered in height, and lit the candlesticks one by one.

The dark cave was illuminated by fire.

The little mirage dragon dragged the coma otter and threw it on the ground. Long Yao and Long Li picked the fruit from the hedgehog's back and ate it. Liang Qu and Long Eying held the candlestick and looked at the golden characters on the wall together.

"The "Take of the King of Fire and the King of Fire" is a little Bodhi blood to achieve the complete Vajra karma.

On the night of the moon, he was in a silence of the tiger, stepped into the "Rebirth Formation" naked, his tail dangled to the Beidou, silently recited the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha's Original Vow", his mouth contained Bodhi blood, and led the karma fire to go up from the tiger spring acupoint at the bottom of the four feet, burning The meridians around the body are rolling, and the karma fire is burning chains—..."

"Something!"

Today's outing is a surprise.

Liang Qu sighed silently.

The core of this exercise lies in karma fire. Karma fire text can expand the form to forge ghosts and form an unbreakable ruling system.

With just one opening, he judged that it was at least a high-quality technique and the operation was very simple. In the early stage, combined with the formation, as long as there was an auxiliary, it was easy to help the tiger beast "go on the road" and put it in the court, with the lowest value of the great achievement!

"Do you want to give A Fei and the others?" Long Eying asked.

"Well, I don't know if there are any of them for catfish, crocodiles, and porpoises. Look more, maybe it can be understood by the same.

I had this idea before, but the court had to make great contributions and it was rare to come to the real throne to see if there was any trouble. ”

The imperial court's classics must be richer than those in the Hanging Temple.

The disadvantage is that it requires "money".

The larger the organization, the more order is.

The good things collected themselves cost huge costs and cannot be given to others easily, otherwise the whole organization will not be able to maintain it and it will easily lose its competitiveness.

Even if Liangqu shows strong talent, at most he will give relevant preferential treatment and support, such as breakthrough help, other irrelevant good things will still be exchanged for merit.

Monsters are very different from monsters. If you let your demons go ashore, you need at least several books. If you can go ashore, you need to have corresponding "martial arts" and weapons.

Liang Qu Pu has been promoted to Zhenxiang until now, and his great achievements have not yet been so abundant.

on the contrary.

The Hanging Temple has a small size and in addition to resources, there are not so many rules for renewable exercises, but its foundation has a certain scale with the help of history. In addition, Buddhism has always had the tradition of relieving monsters, and it is more focused.

If you want to arrange a complete set for fat catfishes, it is the best time to do so.

Silently recite the entire exercise in my heart.

The golden tiger sat on the stone bed and pulled the golden bell, listening to the crisp sound, and was bored.

suddenly.

A breeze blew.

The golden-retriever tiger's ears sniffed the smell, looked happy, and jumped out of the ground.

"Mom! Why did you come out of seclusion?"

"Help, help, help, I keep shouting, you've taken away a group of little kids and made me feel a headache."

The clear sound is like a clear spring in the mountain stream.

The bats hanging upside down above the cave screamed.

"Boss King! It's the Boss King!"

Wow!

The monsters in the cave cheered like a tide.

The hedgehogs who gave Long Yao and Long Li fruits were balls and rolled out in a ball.

The white tiger stepped into the hole and swept out the golden-retriever tiger that jumped up and rubbed its head, all disgusted.

"I have lost my hair again. I haven't taken a shower for a few days?"

"It's hot." The golden tiger sat up embarrassedly, swung his fingers and counted, "Is there a month and a half?"

"Dirty! After saying that, what happened on the mountain? I want me to save you? I won't eat it."

The tiger's tail moved away the hedgehog offering fruit.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's okay, I forgive them!" The golden tiger patted his chest and borrowed the magic weapon from Scarface. As a result, he beat the Ninth Buddha's subordinates. It brought the matter of watching the martial arts and shook them clean. "Mom, Mom," As you said, the world has the greatest life. As soon as the ninth Buddha said, I will give it to him quickly."

"Silly!" Baihu scolded, "It's better to let him beat him up if you are such a baby! You're so thick-skinned."

The golden-retriever tiger smiled, squeezed its head and rubbed it, and was then thrown away by its tail.

When the fight at the door was in danger, I couldn't hide it from the two masters in the cave, and waited for the mother and son to walk into the cave.

"I've seen the White Tiger King."

Liang Qu and Long Eying saluted respectfully.

Another great monster in the third realm.

Long Yao and Long Li even lit up their eyes, such a beautiful white tiger.

The golden-retriever tiger is anthropomorphic, while the white tiger is still a four-legged beast, with white hair as white as snow, and its roots are slender. It floats quietly as it walks, and the whole body looks through the elegant atmosphere of a noble lady.

It's a bit like the Haifang Lord, not as gentle and friendly as the Haifang Lord, and it reveals a little bit of alienated arrogance in its elegance.

One looks like a daffodil and the other looks like a chrysanthemum.

The key is super big one!

Want to touch it!

"Are you the ninth Buddha?"

The White Tiger King walked around the two of them, and his head was lowered from time to time and smelled lightly.

"I will defeat the Buddha after fighting and fighting, and I dare not be the ninth Buddha."

The long tail swept away, and the dust was shaken away. The white tiger crawled down, and its claws overlapped: "What is the purpose of watching my tiger and beast technique?"

"See if you can understand it by nature. There is also a group of fish demons under the motorcycle, with different types. Find a way to teach them to personify the landing."

Turn the white tail.

A lazy tone came out.

"In the case of Zhenxiang, a disciple borrowed magic weapons and hit the follower of another disciple, and then went to ask for an explanation with his left hand and his right hand. It must be a deliberate question, and it would be lighter to kill him.

However, all the beasts in the world, humans, tigers, elephants, and pigs——all regard the strong as the most respected, who made the Ming King enter the Heavenly Dragon?

If you have the word "ancestor", you are also the Count of the imperial court, I have to swallow this breath, think about it, and point a direction.

Make a good relationship with you. ”

"Well, it's a misunderstanding."

"The third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, the third row of bookshelfs, contains eight "Mahahahahahahahaha" including eight kinds of beasts and five fish.

Three insects and three birds, look at that, it is more effective than looking at me. ”

Liang Qun originally wanted to explain and restore the image of the old monk.

"Hu'er, take the guests away."

The golden tiger scratched his head and spread his hands to Liangqu, indicating that it had no choice.

"Thank you, Senior Baihu. Today's incident is indeed a misunderstanding. The two river otters were old enemies. When April came-" Liang Qu originally wanted to say that everyone witnessed the three-day battle, and saw the white tiger yawn again. All the words seemed too burdensome. Finally, Swallowed back, "Senior, if you have any trouble in the future, I will definitely help you."

"Um."

,

The white tiger responds lightly.

Liangqu waved.

Long Yao and Long Li are very regretful.

The circling mirage dragon swooped down, grabbed the otter and the otter's neck and went out, and the white mist turned into a hand, grabbed the hedgehog's back and took out a mountain jingzi.

"Uh~ It's so sour! Bah bah bah bah!"