A stick reached the sky and the earth, standing in the middle of two groups of people.

It is under the Dinghai, Dinghai stands with a stick, without a word, and the bearing is majestic.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

"Dumb monk?" "Dinghai?" "Is it?" "It's him!" "It's him!" "It's him!" "It's him!" "Dumb monk Dinghai!" Among the people, there are not many people who recognize Dinghai, but the name of the dumb monk Dinghai is as loud as Nanshan Zen Buddhism, and everyone exclaims for a while, and everyone is moved for a while! Everyone is looking at Dinghai, Dinghai is not moving, Dinghai stands upright between the two groups of people with clear barriers, and one person and one stick are turned into a Dinghai Divine Needle -

Dinghai hasn't made a move yet, and the wind is calm immediately.

This is the power of the dumb monk Dinghai, even if he has retired for many years, Dinghai is still Dinghai.

In this martial arts, in this rivers and lakes, in this world, no one has forgotten him, and no one can ignore him.

But that's not all.

Today's matter, if Dinghai can solve it, then the Luo family and the Qi family will not do it-

"The Dinghai god monk arrived, and the old man was far away. Uncle Luo clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully: "Please also ask the monk to wait for a while, and when this is over, my Luo family will come to pay homage to the monk again." ”

"Dinghai Divine Monk, rude and rude. Aunt Qi pulled her knives upside down, and generally clasped her fists and saluted: "The old body should have visited the monk a long time ago, but the deceased husband is focusing on filial piety, and he is really distressed, so he dares to invite the monk——"

It is said to be respectful and polite, and there is no doubt about it!

What the two of them said is general, that is, you don't have to worry about it, you don't have to care, this matter is not over today!

Dinghai did not move, closed his eyes and was silent.

Meaning: I want to take care of it, and yes, it's done!

Aunt Qi raised her knife again-

Uncle Luo raised his hand again-

The hands of the Luo family and the Qi family took a moment to breathe and bandage, and once again looked at each other angrily, and the swords faced each other-

No one spoke, they were all fierce in their hearts, their eyes were spewing fire and they were clenching their teeth tightly, just waiting for that order—

"Hey—"

A long and deep sigh came from the bottom of Dinghai's heart, and Dinghai slowly opened his eyes and lifted the stick.

Gently, danced two stick flowers.

It's generally useless, Dinghai knows it, but since he is here, he has to do something.

Dinghai was still silent, and Dinghai spoke with a stick: "Woo-"

Without warning, in the eyes of everyone, Dinghai raised his arms, and the Buddha stick suddenly took off his hands and rose to the sky.

Decide!

Like a dragon going out to sea, one hand on its tail.

It must be moved and condensed, time and space also seem to be frozen, people are fixed, sticks are fixed, one person and one stick point straight to the sky.

"Boom!"

It was sharp and piercing, like a sharp blade breaking through the air, and the stick stood upright in the sky and struck the ground in an instant.

"Tong!" the dust settled.

Dinghai got up, lifted the stick, closed his eyes, and was still silent.

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone was shocked and inexplicable, knowing that he intended to establish his authority, but they didn't know where this might came from-

That stick is fast, that stick is fierce, but that's all.

Of course, it doesn't stop there.

"Boom!" The thunder rose from under the feet, the earth was also trembling, and the ground was like an ancient beast roaring and raging to break through the ground, and the power of the stick was only now revealed: "Boom! Boom!" Everyone panicked, everyone retreated, and the earth cracked in the eyes of everyone! The longer and wider, the winding forward like a giant snake ambushing, and for a moment countless sand and dust and haze and a large piece of loess cracked down: "Hum-"

Shocking, the aftermath is endless.

This stick penetrates into the majestic and domineering internal force of Dinghai, and this stick is not within the power of the gods and Buddhas! The gods and Buddhas are also acceptable, and who can be the one? For a while, they were speechless, and everyone present lost their voices, and finally knew that the name of the dumb monk Dinghai was by no means vain, and it could not be taken lightly! A chasm stretched across the scene, separating the two people, and Dinghai held a stick in the middle, and the meaning was obvious.

If the sea is there, you won't be able to fight!

Demonstrate, stand up, speak with strength, this is the way to set the sea.

"Wow! It's so deep! It's bottomless!" The peony girl leaned over and praised loudly in surprise: "It's amazing! It's amazing!

"Uncle Taishi!" Wu Chan smiled and shouted excitedly: "Crazy Devil Stick Method! Crazy Devil Stick Method!"

"Dinghai Divine Monk - Dinghai Divine Monk - " The matter has come to this point, the Luo family and the Qi family have nothing to say, and they are less likely to praise a few words and sigh a few words, and they are generally helpless to retreat.

It's a long ditch, it's a big ditch, it's an insurmountable gap!

The matter was finally resolved satisfactorily, Peony and Wuchan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Dinghai with admiration on their faces: "Uncle Taishi-Boss-"

"Hey—" Dinghai let out a long sigh and pointed.

The people of the Luo family, the people of the Qi family, and the people of the two families bypassed the ditch, and faced each other again, swords glaring at each other angrily-

Can't afford to provoke, can afford to hide, this is the way people do.

Dinghai is sighing, and Peony is also sighing, this is not a problem that can be solved by force in the first place.

Wuzen's eyes widened, and he said strangely: "Huh, what's the matter, it's fighting again?"

Aunt Qi raised her knife again-

Uncle Luo raised his hand again-

"Duh!" Dinghai was full of anger, and strode forward with a stick!

is still a stick, separating the two sides, Dinghai is to make a final effort, Dinghai will not give up easily!

"I said, are you finished?" Peony was also impatient, and roared urgently: "All of them have broken brains, and they know that they will fight and kill all day long, and they will not die!"

"Amitabha, sin and sin!" Wuzen put his hands together and frowned: "This is really, very sinful!"

If you are disobedient, you are disobedient, and it is useless to chant the scriptures, no one pays attention to Zen, and no one pays attention to the peony.

But Dinghai is still there, and no one can ignore the sticks of Dinghai's people and Dinghai-

People stand beside them, sticks in front of them, simple and clear, everyone knows.

Dinghai still didn't speak, and there was still only one meaning: no!

This stick shot, it doesn't mean that the sky is hitting the earth, whoever wants to do it, first hit a stick!

One person and one stick separated the two families, and the two sides became a stalemate.

"Husband, husband!" suddenly let out a terrible roar, Aunt Qi looked at the coffin with tears: "How cold it is on Huangquan Road, I will accompany you!"

Talking and waving a knife rushed forward, it was resolute and fearless: "Kill!"

At that time, people were in front of the stick, and the sea was closed.

At that time, one person shot and everyone rushed up, like a dam bursting, and the two sides were killed in one place in an instant!

At that time, the stick was empty and powerful, just as heroes were useless.

At that time, the stick couldn't be beaten at all, and it was useless to beat the stick at that time, Dinghai knew it.

At that time, what can it be?

What should we do at this time?

Fierce as a peony, brave as no Zen, as good as Dinghai, but also generally helpless.

Three people, can only watch, the battle continues, and the tragedy repeats itself.

Frustrated, lost, where there are people, there is fighting, and the three of them are generally powerless, and they can't manage it.

This is the rivers and lakes, this is the grudge.

The hatred has entered the bones, the resentment is soaring, and the untiring knot of death cuts through the constant mess -

Nor can gods and Buddhas save.

"Ha! What a big ditch!" a man walked slowly, and his mouth was full of voices: "Heh! What a big battle!"

It is a man in gold, a jade belt in gold clothes.

―People, come slowly.