Simultaneous travel: I am rampaging in the domestic area

Chapter 82: Believe in Science (Part 2)
The Bodhi seed is the size of a walnut, with a bald and kind face engraved on its surface. It is the seed of the elixir of immortality.

It is also suitable for use as a finger-snapping magic skill.

Locke blinked. This was true, but he remembered that the Bodhi seed contained the divine consciousness of Sakyamuni.

It’s hard to say whether there will be any major consequences, but when he thinks about his future cultivation, there is a high possibility that he will be stared at by an old bald man with a smile.

He felt a chill and goose bumps appeared on his skin.

Moreover, the greatest function of Bodhi seeds is to help people increase their understanding, understand many imperial scriptures, and practice secret techniques.

But he is different, he has a lot of Locke, and his talents can be stacked unlimitedly.

The increase in understanding brought by the Bodhi seeds may very likely be less than the mutual help between them, Locke, in the future.

"Useless." Locke shook his head.

"Useless?" Pang Bo had never read Buddhist scriptures and was only vague about the importance of Bodhi seeds.

But the purpose of his coming here was not for the Bodhi seed. He rubbed his hands and said, "Locke, how do I learn the flower-picking and leaf-flying technique?"

What kind of Buddhist instruments do you want?

He came directly to learn flying leaves.

"What are you flying for?" Locke asked, blinking.

"Leaf." Pang Bo said with a chuckle.

"Oh, Ye Fan, someone wants to take you away." Locke suddenly shouted mischievously.

Ye Fan who came out from behind had a very dark look on his face. He came out to look for treasures, so why was he suddenly abandoned?

"I'm not trying to fly you." Pang Bo quickly explained, gesturing with his hands, "It's martial arts, picking flowers and flying leaves."

Pang Bo pointed to the ten-meter-long mark on the ground. Ye Fan's eyelids jumped when he saw it. A thirty-meter-long crack and you tell me this is martial arts?
However, when he saw this destructive power, he was also attracted and wanted to learn it.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Locke said with a smile.

Pangbo's eyes lit up.

"But you have to find a leaf first. If you don't have a leaf, you can use a piece of stone." Locke said.

Picking flowers and flying leaves is just a technique; throwing hidden weapons is not something that great.

He broke off a dead branch from under the Bodhi tree, broke it into pieces, and demonstrated to Pangbo how to exert maximum force when throwing things.

One teaches, and the other learns seriously.

Ye Fan looked at it and felt it was a dream. What was this?

He sighed and saw the Bodhi seed hanging on the Bodhi tree. He found that Locke and Pangbo didn't seem to care about this treasure.

The fruit of wisdom, the Bodhi seed which occupies a very important position in Buddhism, can bring people supreme wisdom and great enlightenment.

In the possible world where mythology is revived, this is definitely one of the best treasures in the Great Leiyin Temple.

Ye Fan reached out and took it off, and the Buddhist sound suddenly became rich, "Om, Mani, Padme Hum..."

His mind was clear and his wisdom increased greatly. Problems that he could not solve in the past could now be solved quickly.

He watched Locke demonstrate the technique. Space slowed down and paused, and he could see every movement of Locke's fingers clearly.

Is this stealing skills?

Ye Fan thought about it, and Locke also talked about the use of Qi and blood. "You haven't practiced yet, so you can't do what I do, but you can use Qi and blood instead."

Locke pressed Pangbo's muscles and acupuncture points to help him sense his qi and blood, then put the wooden block on his fingers and signaled him to throw it.

boom!
Pangbo threw it with force, and the piece of wood exploded into the ground, creating a huge crater.

Locke's eyelids twitched violently. What he taught was picking flowers and flying leaves, which was a hidden weapon technique, but why did it feel like throwing a grenade?
Do people with special physiques have such an advantage?

Pang Bo has the blood of a demon god and is born with a strong physique.

"Hiss, Ye Zi, look, you are flying so fast when I fly." Pang Bo also said in amazement.

You really want to fly me.

Ye Fan's face twitched, but this hidden weapon technique was really powerful. Is Locke a folk martial artist? Is traditional martial arts real?
The loud noise at the door attracted many people out. Zhang Wenchang and others ran out with various Buddhist instruments in their hands, and they couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw the big hole on the ground.

What is this? Is there a meteorite crater falling from the sky?

Pangbo chuckled triumphantly.

This is a victory for martial arts, and is no worse than Buddhist weapons.

At the door, thirty people were standing there marveling at the sight of each other. Liu Yunzhi and the other two were among them, their faces gloomy.

Because of Locke's warning, the three of them lost the initiative and ended up finding nothing in the ancient temple.

"This is called traditional martial arts..." When Pang Bo proudly introduced it to everyone, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the reddish-brown ground.

The empty earth began to shake, as if thousands of troops were galloping, or as if raging waves were surging.

"Sandstorm...a super storm on Mars!" Cade, who was beside Li Xiaoman, changed his expression drastically and started shouting in unfluent Chinese.

Mars is shrouded in a huge storm for a quarter of every year, which covers the sky and is endless. Not to mention people, even a Mercedes-Benz will be blown away in it.

In an instant, the bright moon was obscured by the reddish-brown storm, and the sky was covered. Zhang Wenchang and the others were terrified.

"Hurry up, go back to the coffin, the world outside is too dangerous." Locke shouted.

With such a huge sandstorm, even if he has a great talent for wind, he can’t do anything about it.

When Locke called out, everyone rushed towards the Nine Dragons Coffin.

wind.

Locke floated forward, grabbing his marble fighter with both hands, his eyes scanning the female classmates around him.

Because he remembered that the crocodile descendants of the crocodile ancestor would appear soon. They were many thumb-long divine crocodiles, as sharp as swords, which could drill into people's foreheads and kill people ferociously.

The first person to die was the female classmate who did not have any Buddhist instruments.

He's not that kind, but he doesn't mind helping out if it's convenient.

"what!"

A scream was heard, and someone was killed by the crocodile. But something was not right, none of the female classmates he was staring at were dead.

Locke wondered.

"It's Liu Yunzhi. There is a hole on his forehead. There is indeed an evil marble fighter here. Let's run away!" others shouted in horror.

Locke looked over hurriedly and saw Liu Yunzhi lying dead on the ruins with a bloody hole in his forehead and a look of resentment in his eyes.

It was a mistake. Locke didn't expect that this person would die first.

He looked to the side and saw that his two followers, Wang Yan and Li Changqing, also died instantly, falling down with screams like straw.

Three of the thirty Daben students died instantly.

"Run away!"

"Locke, have you seen the evil pinball fighter? Help!" Someone shouted to him in horror.

Locke suddenly attacked, aimed at him and pulled the trigger.

call out!
The man's eyes were filled with fear. Suddenly, a divine crocodile was knocked out. It was as long as a thumb and its snout was as sharp as a sword.

It was it that killed Liu Yunzhi and three others.

"Don't overthink it. There's no evil marble fighter here. It's just a crocodile. You have to believe in science."

Locke said, he grabbed the marble fighter with both hands and fired another marble, killing the crocodile completely.

"Yes, yes, yes." The man nodded hurriedly.

The others were similar, running even faster towards the Nine Dragons Coffin, but this couldn't be called scientific at all.

Everyone couldn't help but think so.

(End of this chapter)