Chapter 461 I wish there were no teammates in heaven
The Golden Bodhisattva passed away peacefully.
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When the giant golden palm suppressed Li Chu, for a brief moment, the Golden Bodhisattva thought he was going to succeed.
boom--
Because the touch of the giant palm landing was solid, Li Chu was under the palm.
As the rumbling sound was heard, the golden light on the giant palm quickly faded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a towering mountain from bottom to top. This is the world of the Golden Bodhisattva, and all the rules are controlled by him. This mountain is like a diamond, and its weight is more than tens of millions of kilograms, just to crush the little Taoist priest underneath.
The Golden Bodhisattva planned to put another seal on the mountain to suppress him for 500 years, and then let another young monk come to release him. If he was still alive, he would let him protect the young monk and travel west together.
Naturally, I am waiting for him to come and pay homage in the West.
Thinking of this, the Golden Bodhisattva almost smiled triumphantly.
But in the next second, he suddenly felt a piercing pain.
It was scalded.
He finally felt it, as if something thick and long suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. It was so hot that he couldn't hold it down!
laugh--
The Golden Bodhisattva shouted loudly, trying to suppress the thing! "Ah!"
But he couldn't suppress it, it burst out in an instant!
"roar--"
A red dragon pierced through the back of his hand and attacked the face of the golden Buddha fiercely. Compared with his huge Buddha body, this sword energy red dragon was not big. But the power contained in it was something he could never imagine.
A fiery shadow was reflected on the face of the golden Bodhisattva.
Some light and shadow began to appear in those golden pupils.
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He was originally a young monk in Yunfu Temple, the Pure Land of Southern Heaven, and was of the same generation as Jiang Yirong.
Strictly speaking, Jiang Yirong is still his junior fellow apprentice.
There were 36 courtyards in Yunfu Temple at that time, and a few were selected to enter the Shenxu for training. Because entering the Shenxu required teamwork.
Therefore, Yunfu Temple decided to form a team of five people from each academy to participate in this competition.
At that time, Little Golden Bodhisattva had already emerged as a leader among his peers. He attached great importance to this opportunity to become famous, so when he stood on the martial arts stage, he looked at his teammates very seriously.
"This match is extremely important, and the opposing team's strength should not be underestimated. Now let me arrange the tactics. The five of us... Eh? Why is one person missing?"
After asking, he saw his teammate pointing behind him and said, "He has already rushed up."
Turning around, I saw that at the other end of the distant martial arts field, the teammate who rushed forward to fight five people alone was being beaten by the five people on the opposite side.
"Idiot!" Xiao Jin cursed, ignored him, turned around and continued: "The four of us must... huh? Why are there only three?"
Just as I was beginning to wonder, I heard a voice from the other side: "I'm here to save you!"
Then I saw a new teammate rushing over, while the previous teammate had already fallen on his back with foam at the mouth and lost his combat effectiveness, and the situation once again became one against five.
"We can't do this!" Xiao Jin gritted his teeth and quickly reached out to grab the two people beside him, "The three of us must stick together..."
But his right hand grabbed the person, but his left hand grabbed nothing.
He weakly fished in the air twice and muttered silently, "No way..."
Sure enough, someone shouted "Attack", and the teammate had quietly approached the enemy team, and then suddenly attacked the five opponents.
Then the situation once again turned into a tragic one-on-five situation.
He looked so brave when he charged, and he cried so loudly when he was beaten.
Xiao Jin turned to look at the last teammate he had held onto, and almost begged, "We two must unite..."
Unexpectedly, the last teammate shook off his hand with disdain and started to scold: "All the teammates went up to start the team fight, but you didn't follow them and are still holding me back. You have no sense at all."
Xiao Jin's eyes almost popped out. He never thought that the other party would say that to him. He defended himself by saying, "They were going to deliver it..."
"So what?" The teammate snorted, "Do you want to be a hero for a moment, or a coward for the rest of your life?"
After saying that, the teammate held his head high, roared, and rushed towards the five opponents.
"Da Me Yo..." The Golden Bodhisattva looked at his back in despair.
The result is beyond doubt.
When the five strong men on the opposite side came to him, Golden Bodhisattva suddenly discovered.
When you are in a team with four orphans, even if you are not an orphan, you will become an orphan.
This is probably the orphan's rounding theorem.
In the end, he still managed to resist tenaciously with his superb skills. If there wasn't a man named Jiang Yirong in the opposing team, he might not have been able to fight five alone.
In the end, his monastery unfortunately lost.
The other four teammates unanimously agreed that it was Xiao Jin's responsibility and began to curse him.
No matter how eloquent Xiao Jin is, he can't defeat four mouths with his two lips. How can he scold that group of people better?
All that was left was to plant a seed of revenge against the world in the young heart.
Just at this time, fate brought a turning point.
Although Jiang Yiran's monastery finally won the qualification to participate in the Shenxu training, one of the disciples was unable to participate in this training due to a hemorrhoid attack.
Jiang Yirong chose Xiao Jin, who had left a deep impression on him, as his teammate for this training.
That was also the first time Xiao Jin realized that hemorrhoids are indeed the lifelong enemy of Buddhist disciples.
The story that followed was that he and his fellow disciples obtained the Buddhist treasure in the Ruins of Gods, and eventually they stole the treasure, killed people, and defected to the Demonic Sect.
This may be because he had been hurt before.
teammate?
It's useless.
The equipment I got is still real.
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As time passed, he became the leader of the Five Dharma Kings of the Demon Sect, the dreaded Golden Bodhisattva.
Originally everything was fine, until some time ago, when the Feather Emperor suddenly released news that he would be coming out of seclusion soon, and ordered the Five Dharma Kings to mobilize the power they had cultivated for so many years to wreak havoc on the world and create momentum for the arrival of the Demon Sect.
The Golden Bodhisattva joined forces with the Five Dharma Kings and said that it would be safer for everyone to act together.
In short, seek grouping.
Grandma Liehuo was the first to refuse.
Because the ancestors of her family were sworn enemies of Suzaku, and the battle had reached a critical juncture, she had absolutely no way of withdrawing. The most she could do was send her grandson Huo Zhuge to help.
This grandson is certainly not worthy of playing with the big guys.
The Golden Bodhisattva didn't understand why the wild monster was so easy to kill? They had been fighting it for so long, and it wasn't enough?
Bai Shigong was the second one to refuse.
He said that he also wanted to practice in seclusion and develop for a period of time, and would come out to cooperate with the Feather Emperor after he had mastered his magical powers.
But Golden Bodhisattva knew that he was just timid and afraid of trouble.
Retreat and practice?
He only knew how to practice his Yin-Yang art with his three thousand concubines.
development?
Bullshit!
Canghaijun was the third one to refuse.
He said he had reasons why he had to destroy Shenluo City.
But what is Shenluo City? It is the second largest city in Heluo, the heartland of the dynasty. What is the difference between going there to cause trouble and destroying the tower alone in front of everyone? Sure enough, Lord Canghai became the first of the five Dharma Kings to die.
Although the Wooden King agreed to form a group, he had different opinions from the Golden Bodhisattva.
Jin Bodhisattva believed that the North was close to the Golden State and that the Heluo Dynasty had weak control, making it a suitable place to raise the flag.
However, the Wooden King felt that southern Xinjiang was a wild and remote place, more suitable for the development of the Demon Sect.
In fact, there has always been competition between the two French kings with the highest status. Finally, due to the struggle for command power, the two went their separate ways and fought each other.
In a trance, the Golden Bodhisattva had a sense of déjà vu.
How similar is this scene to the martial arts arena back then? ...
In the North, he made a careful plan and recruited reliable teammates.
According to the plan, he, King Wanshi and Cao Pan divided their troops into three groups, with the ultimate goal of dominating the entire northern land.
But he didn't expect that while his side was still advancing smoothly, the other two groups were wiped out in an instant without leaving anything behind.
Those two guys didn't even give me a chance to curse. They just fled to the Western Regions without saying a word, quit the game, and never came back.
And now, the enemies they provoked have actually found them.
oh.
It turns out that they got into trouble, and I am the one who is going to die?
It's really outrageous.
If he could go back to the past, he only wanted to say one word to the King of All Time.
Why the hell are you messing with that little Taoist priest for no reason?
Fuck you.
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When the blazing sword energy finally penetrated his Buddha's golden body, when this golden world began to shatter and collapse, the sword energy that could not be suppressed by any rules was destroying everything, and the huge golden body broke into pieces.
There is no golden statue in the world that will never collapse.
The golden fragments floated in the air, and one could vaguely feel a sense of sadness.
May there be no teammates in heaven.
(End of this chapter)
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