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Episode 1: Fantian Disciple 1.9 Fighting in front of the palace, speaking like a lotus flower Part 2

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    Biting his ears, the master wiped his sweat and picked up the important things to say. Wu Ming nodded as he listened.  ¡°That¡¯s it.¡± Wu Ming rolled his eyes and smiled with a mouth full of white teeth.  "National Preceptor, I also want to take the six exams." "Please give me some instructions." The Imperial Preceptor opened his hands solemnly.  Wu Ming stretched out his hand and pulled a row of fakes and said: "Master, you came to take the test at the same time before, so I will test you in the same way." "That's wonderful." Although Wu Ming didn't know what his intention was, the Master was still happy  promise.  ¡°You¡¯re just kidding, I¡¯m a Baji!  If you say no in front of a half-grown boy, won't you lose your reputation?  Wu Ming scratched his head, "Master, should I speak Sanskrit, Tubo or Mandarin?" The Imperial Master smiled slightly, "Since I came to the East, I naturally spoke the Mandarin of the Central Plains." Wu Ming gave a thumbs up.  He glanced at the red-robed monks who were standing in a row again. He was so angry that he took a long breath, raised his left foot, and stepped heavily on the ground, making a sumo wrestling ring.  A row of men in red robes quickly followed the same example and got up their horses.  Wu Ming raised his palms high above his head, drew Tai Chi from left to right, and patted his hands all the way from his calves to his chest.  The whole place then burst into a chest-beating sound.  After seeing no movement for a long time, Nan Fengning behind him couldn't help but glance at Wu Ming.  I saw the bad boy staring directly at the beautiful girl with rippling breasts, and his eyes were about to pop out!  ¡®Damn it!  ¡¯ The goodwill that had just existed was overdrawn in an instant, and Nan Feng was furious.  I was about to twist his ears, but unexpectedly, the little naughty guy came up with another trick.  "Uu la~uu la~uu la~uu la~uu la" The tongue flicked back and forth, as flexible as the clear waves on a red carpet, and like a whip whipping around. If you have good ears, you can even hear the tip of the tongue beating the air.  Voice!  The tips of Nanfeng Ning¡¯s ears felt hot, and the thought of pulling them could no longer arise in her heart.  Although the monks in the row opposite tried their best to keep up with Wu Ming's frequency, the chaotic beat became more and more harsh and could not be covered up no matter what!  After a long time, they no longer thought about the outcome. The monks clenched their fists and stared angrily. Their faces were flushed as if they were constipated, they were sweating profusely, their throats were smoking, and their tongues were so stiff that they could make iron.  ¡®Hehe, my whole body has been transformed by spiritual energy, so don¡¯t let the hypoglossal nerve become too developed!  ¡¯ Suddenly, Wu Ming retracted his tongue into his stomach with a sound of ¡®chiliu¡¯.  The red-robed monks rolled their eyes and were about to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly the curse started again: "A lama came from the west, carrying five kilograms of sole fish (flounder) in his hand, and a mute came from the east.  Holding a trumpet; The lama holding the toad in the west wants to exchange the toad for the dumb trumpet of the other trumpet in the east; The mute is unwilling to exchange the trumpet for the lama's toad, but the lama insists on changing the trumpet of the dumb toad; The lama picks up the toad  The mute took off the trumpet and hit the lama who was holding the toad. I don¡¯t know whether it was the lama who was holding the trumpet who whipped the mute who didn¡¯t use the trumpet or the mute who didn¡¯t use the trumpet.  The lama holding the toad played the trumpet; the lama stewed the toad, and the mute blew the trumpet! ""Lamatrumpetmutethe toadga-ga-ga" It's long ago  The hard tongues could no longer bear the torture, and they all broke down in tears.  The saliva emperor's once turbulent cock had finished squirting long ago, and his throat was dry but he didn't scream out.  Anger rushed into his heart, and he stood up suddenly: "I didn't play the trumpet, no, I didn't play the mute!" "Hahaha" As expected, the whole hall burst into laughter.  Wu Ming took advantage of the victory and pursued: "One thought of three thousand, have you thought about it?" "No!" "Monks don't tell lies!" "I drink wine and eat meat, and live like a bird!" "One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, young man,  I see that you have a strong body and a strong back, and you will become a great person in the future You have to think clearly before speaking!" "That's so good! There is a hidden meaning in Xiaoling's fairy tale. I lose this game."  He is worthy of being a member of the Baji. If you lose, you lose. If you can afford it, you can let it go.  When the cheers calmed down, Duo Jinba Zhong asked with a pleasant smile: "Can you take me to see Abbot Kirigakure?" "I have won two games in a row, so I have done enough."  ' Wu Ming was about to borrow the donkey down the slope, but unexpectedly, Shui Di, whose throat was split in half, roared: "One more contest!" Before Wu Ming could answer, Shui Di tore off his robe and revealed his majestic figure of mountains of black iron.  physique.  "It's noisy, we are all men who carry the burden. If we don't imitate the old women's talk, we will see who we are with our fists and feet!" "?If you can't fight, you should fight with force?  Amitabha, I will accompany you!  "The eminent monk, whose arms had just been wrapped in gauze, was also impatient. Although he was completely defeated by the Tantric Mahamudra, that was probably because he didn't know the details of the first encounter. Then, he was very confident to use the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to regain the situation! The eminent monk finished speaking.  Staring at Wu Ming, as if waiting for his order. The monks of Jiming Temple also turned their attention to him. Could it be that the boy from Fantianmen became the backbone of everyone in the room.  Did he really answer the question: "A foreign monk can recite sutras?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes in confusion and stared at the monk.  "Seeing Wu Ming coughing lightly and taking two steps forward, the swollen Shui Emperor felt a little tight! "What the hell! I am born with supernatural powers. I have been able to tear apart tigers and leopards since I was a child. I have been killing people and setting fires all the way to this day, and I have never done it before.  I¡¯ve never fooled anyone! Wu Ming glanced at his towering chest and said with a smile, ¡°Have you ever killed anyone?  "    "certainly!  "    "is it a lot?  " "I can't even count them!  "It doesn't sound like bragging. "Then have you ever saved anyone?  " "Saved!  "The Shui Di Emperor beat his chest heavily. "Do you kill more people or save more people?  "Wu Ming continued to ask. "Killing to save others, walking in hell with compassion!  " "Presumptuous!  You don¡¯t have the slightest bit of Buddha mind, how dare you compare to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?  !  "The gray-robed monk was angry. The Shui Di Emperor laughed loudly: "That's why I told you to listen!  " Damn, your name is Diting (Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mount). Doesn't that mean that your master is Ksitigarbha? The monks immediately turned their anger on the Tubo master, and Xiaoqiang's brother sang the Buddha's name indifferently. Wu  Ming also secretly flattered him, "The national master's Buddhist and martial arts are the best in the Western Region, and I think Ksitigarbha can do it as well.  " "Gerong Xinlawu" It's really stinky. "Then Tingting, what kind of martial arts do you use to fight against the enemy?  ¡± ¡°The Tantric Mahamudra.  " "What are you so angry about?  " "The mighty fire!  " "How is this fire?  " "Incomparable power!  " "Compared to Samadhi True Fire?  " "Wellit's no different!  "After thinking about it, Di Ting finally became humble. Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile: "Is it better than the fire of the three realms?  " Concubine Ming, who had been silently watching Wu Ming's every move, couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and simply pointed out her words, "Little soul boy, what exactly do you want to say?  " "Oh here's the thing" Wu Ming added more fuel and told him about Master Kirigakure's treatment for his poison. Several men in gray robes behind him secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Ming said this in a tactful way.  The reason why Master Kirigakure couldn't see the guests was that it was time for him to pack up and leave. "That's it" Imperial Master Tubo nodded slowly, looked at him without saying anything, and then smiled.  : "Little soul boy, since it's not convenient for Master Kirigakure to see guests, how can we compare?  " Wu Ming subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the fire clouds that filled the sky, and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter, I have a compromise"
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