"Don't say anything." Bai Ze said, carefully looking at the Arhat stone statues. The more he looked at them, the more he felt something was wrong. The postures of these Buddhist stone statues clearly showed a set of boxing techniques.
If Bai Ze had not obtained the "Liuhe Boxing Manual" and had been practicing boxing since entering the Kunlun Secret Realm, he might not have noticed the weirdness of these stone statues. But this boxing technique and swordsmanship reach the same goal by different paths. Although there are hundreds of differences between them, if you look carefully, there are always similarities.
As soon as the big red bird saw Bai Ze's appearance, he knew that he would not be able to leave for a while. Originally, he wanted to leave, but before that, Ning Jing summoned the evil ghost Shura and the Buddhist angry-eyed Vajra to fight against each other. The power was so powerful that it shook his sea of consciousness to the point where it is still roaring.
After thinking about it, Big Red Bird decided to stay with Bai Ze.
I'm new to this place. If anything goes wrong inside, I can find someone to back me up. Otherwise, given his condition, he would probably be caught and thrown into a pot to be boiled.
"Mother, the humans who came this time are even more fierce than the previous ones." The big red bird thought, looking at Bai Ze, "I originally thought that this kid would punch through the primeval forest and shock the forest overlord with great force, but I didn't expect that this kid would punch through the primeval forest. That bitch is more powerful than this kid! She actually cut open the gate of the underworld with one sword, it’s really evil..."
Bai Ze was fascinated by the stone statues and was completely unaware of the rainwater dripping into the temple. But he always felt that something was not right. Although the postures of those stone statues were very similar to the boxing methods, but looking closely, there was something missing. The movements between the stone statues were not coherent.
It's as if this set of boxing techniques only intercepted part of it and did not present it as a whole.
"Ignore him, let's practice and see." Bai Ze pondered, observed the posture of the stone statue, and began to practice the movements.
"What the hell?" The big red bird saw Bai Ze's nondescript boxing, and laughed strangely, "I said to you, kid, even a monkey dances much better than you! You also said what kind of boxing technique this is, haha, Master Bird, I can see it clearly It’s just the bald man who is trying to fool you idiots. If this is boxing, Master Bird, I can also teach you how to box."
Bai Ze ignored him and practiced a few times, his brows furrowed unconsciously.
Although I feel uncomfortable in my heart, it is exactly what the big red bird said. The movements of these stone statues are indeed nondescript and not like boxing methods at all.
"Am I overthinking it?" Bai Ze thought, looking at the stone statues again, sighing, and made up his mind to leave the Buddhist hall and go somewhere else.
At this moment, Bodhizi, who had been silent in the golden spring of Bai Ze's soul sea, suddenly woke up, jumped out of the soul sea, suspended in front of Bai Ze's eyes, and started spinning.
Bai Ze was startled and grabbed Bodhi before the big red bird made a move.
"Flapping mother, Master Bird, let me see, what are you so anxious about!" The big red bird swooped down and failed to grab the bodhi seed. It almost grabbed the ground with its head, flapped its wings and landed on the stone statue, cursing, "Is it possible? Master Bird, can I still steal your treasure?"
After saying that, he stared straight at Bai Ze's hand holding Bodhi.
Bai Ze was too lazy to break up with him and held on to the Bodhi seed tightly, fearing that the treasure would turn into a golden light and escape away while he wasn't paying attention.
This baby was staying well in the Golden Soul Spring, why did he suddenly run out?
While Bai Ze was astonished, the Bodhi tree released warm Buddha light in his hands, which was not dazzling, just like the bright moon among the pines and the clear spring and stone flow.
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