Comprehensive Wu: I, King Daming, Ma Taijianghu!

Xuan Cheng is dead! You also deserve to be called Buddhist martial arts?

Xuan Cheng looked at the Tianwen Sword in Zhu Zixuan’s palm, and greed flashed across his eyes.

If it’s just magic weapons like Xianglong Saber and Yitian Sword, it may not be able to arouse his interest.

But the Tianwen Sword can easily break through the golden Buddha statue, and one can imagine the mighty luck in it.

Now Xuan Cheng isThe supreme master, at this level, he faintly felt that luck is extremely important if he wants to break through heaven and man in this life.

If he can obtain this sword of luck, his chances of breaking through to heaven and man will increase a lot.

Furthermore, even if he killed King Xiaoyao, it wouldn’t change the fact that the Shaolin monks in Ming Dynasty were extinct.

Xiaoyao Wang’s talent is indeed astonishing. If he can convert to Shaolin, it will be far more useful than killing him directly.

Hearing Xuan Cheng’s words, a trace of unwillingness flashed across the faces of all the monks in the temple.

As far as they are concerned, they naturally hope that Xuan Cheng can kill King Xiaoyao.

Especially when they thought about just now, the monks of Daming were deceived by King Xiaoyao’s sword, misjudged his strength and committed suicide collectively, they felt extremely resentful towards King Xiaoyao in their hearts.

Everyone inside and outside Shaolin Temple turned their attention to Zhu Zixuan.

If Zhu Zixuan is really in the realm of a great master as Xuan Cheng said, he should have no other choice now.

Only eight hundred arhats were broken, and that was the sword in the hands of King Xiaoyao. It was a battle of luck with the Golden Buddha in Shaolin Temple, so King Xiaoyao was able to take advantage of it.

But if it’s a real fight against a supreme master, no matter how powerful the sword is, it probably won’t be of much use.

Zhu Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: “Blackmail me? Are you worthy?”

Before Master Xuancheng could speak, the monks in the temple were already making noise.

“King Xiaoyao, Master Xuancheng is merciful, that’s why he is willing to give you a chance.”

“But you are so ignorant of good and bad, you are simply asking for your own death.”

“Master Xuan Cheng, this devil will never repent, master, let’s do it directly!”

“It’s not a pity to die for such a monster.”

Xuan Cheng smiled slightly, raised his palms and said, “Amitabha, the benefactor may have misunderstood.”

“The old monk is not coveting the sword in your hand, it’s just that this sword killed eight hundred monks today, and it is tainted with a heavy hostility.”

“Whether this sword is in the hands of the benefactor or other people, it will inevitably be affected by the hostility in the sword.”

“Because he became cruel and easy to kill, his mind changed drastically.”

“Only the 21 disciples of my Buddhist sect can maintain their original mind, and can even wash away the hostility in the sword with the Dharma.”

“If the benefactor is willing to take refuge in Shaolin, he will return the sword after the old monk washes away the anger of the sword.”

Inside and outside the Shaolin Temple, seeing Xuan Cheng’s appearance, they couldn’t help but praise him secretly.

Master Xuan Cheng, as the supreme great master, did not bully others, and was still willing to give King Xiaoyao a chance.

It is true that he has the demeanor of an eminent monk.

In contrast, Xiaoyao Wang’s behavior is extremely domineering.

Just now, the Shaolin monks had already made concessions, and the Daming monks all committed suicide, but Xiaoyao Wang still refused to let go.

In the arena, it is not unreasonable to be called a devil.

However, everyone guessed that Xiaoyao Wang should feel somewhat regretful now.

If he had chosen to stop after Monk Daming committed suicide, perhaps Master Xuan Cheng would not have appeared in trouble.

Zhu Zixuan looked at Xuan Cheng, and said lightly: “It’s not impossible for the old bald donkey to want this sword.”

“As long as you are willing to leave Shaolin and submit to my king.”

“If you kill all the Shaolin disciples in front of you, I can lend you the sword for a few days to observe.”

The Shaolin monks couldn’t help but burst into an uproar again, cursing one after another.

Xuan Cheng showed disappointment, raised his palms and said, “Amitabha.”

“Originally, the old monk saw the extraordinary aptitude of the benefactor, so he was moved to love talent for a while.”

“Since the benefactor is stubborn, the old monk can only break the precept of killing today.”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a Buddha’s light shining in his eyes.

He said in his mouth: “Shaolin Xuancheng, ask the benefactor for advice.”

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Cheng’s aura suddenly changed!

In Shaolin Temple, Buddha’s light flourished in an instant.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see that there was an invisible and colorless big Buddha, which was purely condensed with ample momentum, sitting upright behind Xuan Cheng.

Xuan Cheng’s monk robe fluttered, and there was a sacred meaning in his face, and his momentum was rising steadily!

Zhu Zixuan loosened his hand and inserted the sky question in his hand into the ground.

Seeing him abandoning his sword at this time, everyone couldn’t help guessing.

Xiaoyao Wang saw the power of the Supreme Master Xuan Cheng, and wanted to abandon his sword and surrender?

Xuan Cheng’s imposing manner could not help but pause slightly. If King Xiaoyao is willing to convert to Shaolin and become his disciple, then there is nothing wrong with keeping him alive.

But Zhu Zixuan said indifferently: “Since you are anxious to die first, then this king will give you this chance!”

All the monks in Shaolin were ridiculed. King Xiaoyao dared to speak quickly when his death was imminent!

Hearing these words, Xuan Cheng’s eyes froze.

Anger rose in my heart.

I saw him slowly raising his hand, and golden lights full of Buddha charm flowed from all parts of his body to his fingertips!

In an instant, the golden light from Xuan Cheng’s fingertips was as blazing and bright as a scorching sun!

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhu Zixuan!

Between heaven and earth, suddenly there was a faint sound of Buddha.

In the eyes of everyone, apart from this finger, nothing else can be seen.

It seems that everything in the world has become dim under this finger!

One of Shaolin’s seventy-two unique skills, Wuxiang Jiezhi!

Everyone watched from a distance, and felt suffocated for breathing.

Inside and outside Shaolin Temple, countless people’s faces were happy or worried.

But Zhu Zixuan just smiled faintly, put one hand behind his back, turned one hand into a palm, and greeted Wu Xiangjie with all his fingers!

When he formed a palm with one hand, in the world, suddenlyHowever, the situation has changed!

Rays of golden light broke through the clouds, forming a dazzling golden body behind Zhu Zixuan!

The shape of the golden body is like the Great Sun Tathagata sitting cross-legged with eyes downcast and finger fingers down, but the appearance of the golden body is clearly the appearance of Zhu Zixuan!

“Om! Well! What! Yeh! Meh! Hum!”

The extremely grand and solemn Buddhist mantra resounded between heaven and earth!

The golden body suddenly appeared, and Xuan Cheng’s blazing masculine fingers were instantly reflected like the light of fireflies!

The imposing Buddha statue behind him also collapsed and dissipated in an instant!

In front of the real Buddha, how can we allow the false image to make mistakes!

Zhu Zixuan pushed forward with one palm!

Behind him was the golden body of Da Ri Tathagata, his eyes were slightly opened, and he also stretched out his Buddha’s palm, and patted Xuan Cheng!

Tathagata’s divine palm, Buddha’s light first appeared!

All the monks behind Xuan Cheng lost their minds at this moment.

In a trance, it seemed that he was already in bliss, but he angered the Buddha.

All the monks couldn’t help dripping with cold sweat, they all knelt down towards Zhu Zixuan!

Even Xuan Cheng broke out in a cold sweat, because he actually had the idea of ​​kneeling down!

In the next moment, Xuan Cheng’s fingers intersected with Tathagata Buddha’s palm!

In the mighty golden light, countless ripples crazily stirred up.

Then, everyone saw Xuan Cheng’s finger force disappear in the Buddha’s palm!

The next moment, there was a sudden darkness between the sky and the earth.

Zhu Zixuan had already retracted his palm, put his hands on his back, and looked at Xuan Cheng in front of him lightly.

The golden light in the sky dissipated, and it was clearly still daytime, but everyone felt that the sky was already dark.

Xuan Cheng’s complexion was ashen, his figure was even more precarious, and his eyes were full of horror.

Zhu Zixuan put his hands on his back, and said lightly: “Only by you, are you worthy of talking about Buddhism to this king?”

All of a sudden, there was silence inside and outside Shaolin Temple.

Until now, everyone has not recovered from the shock just now!

How could Xiaoyao Wang be so strong?

Is this really the level that a great master can do?

What surprised everyone even more was that the palm technique used by Xiaoyao Wang just now was clearly Buddhist martial arts.

The world’s martial arts come from Shaolin.

Buddhist martial arts, of course Shaolin is the most important.

But just now, Shaolin’s seventy-two unique skills, under the hands of King Xiaoyao, are as powerless as a baby punching a fist!

With the cultivation base of a grand master, defeat the supreme grand master with one palm!

Section 152

In the world, how can there be such a terrifying Buddhist martial arts?

More importantly, how could such a terrifying Buddhist martial art fall into the hands of King Xiaoyao?

After Xuan Cheng lost his mind for a moment, he came back to his senses.

Putting his palms together, he saluted Zhu Zixuan respectfully.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, “Thank you benefactor, for letting Xuan Cheng know what real Buddhist martial arts is before he dies.”

“Xuancheng has no regrets for being able to die with this palm.”

He was originally a martial idiot. In Shaolin, he only practiced martial arts, not Buddhism.

It wasn’t until later that my cultivation was no longer advanced, and under the guidance of an eminent monk, I didn’t know that I was going the wrong way.

Shaolin martial arts, if you want to practice to the peak, you need to go hand in hand with Buddhism and martial arts.

After that, he began to practice Buddhism hard, and finally, in just a few years, he broke through and became the supreme master.

After that, although Xuan Cheng never made a move again, he was extremely proud of his Buddhism and martial arts in his heart.

Except for the old monk who taught him, he has never convinced anyone in Buddhism and martial arts!

Until today, I met Xiaoyao Wang.

Only now did he realize how ridiculous the pride in his heart was!

Xuan Cheng turned his head and glanced at the monk who was still kneeling behind him, and sighed in his heart.

Then, everyone saw a faint crack appearing on Xuan Cheng’s face.

In the crack, there is a dazzling golden light blooming!

“Crack!”

“Crack!”

There was a strange cracking sound, and Xuan Cheng sat in lotus position with a smile on his face.

In an instant, the cracks on the face spread to the whole body like a spider’s web!

Xuan Cheng clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

The next moment, countless golden lights burst out from the cracks.

Xuan Cheng was completely reduced to dust!

Inside and outside the Shaolin Temple, there was complete silence.

No one thought that this battle would end like this.

At this moment, Zhu Zixuan looked at the group of kneeling Shaolin monks.

Everyone couldn’t help but sigh in their hearts.

Even Xuan Cheng, the supreme master, died at the hands of King Xiaoyao.

At this moment, who else can save the Shaolin monks?

Today, all Shaolin monks have been punished, it is a foregone conclusion!

King Xiaoyao never acts with mercy.

All the monks in Shaolin came back to their senses at this moment, their faces were either terrified or sad.

They knew that Master Xuan Cheng was dead, and it was their turn next!

Immediately, many monks burst into tears and begged King Xiaoyao for mercy.

Many people also began to show their loyalty frantically, expressing their willingness to surrender.

There are also monks who ran straight away, but they were killed by Dongfang Bubai, Luo Wang and others before they ran two steps!

Most of the monks have completely lost their courage at this time.

Just now, the golden body of the Great Sun Tathagata behind Zhu Zixuan had too much influence on them. If the Buddha’s heart is not firm, his spirit has already collapsed at this time.

No matter what you do, it’s not surprising.

“Amitabha!”

“For a layman to be able to practice such martial arts, he must have also practiced Buddhism very deeply.”

“Today’s battle, deathThere are enough people. ”

“I don’t know if laymen can show mercy and forgive them once?”

Between heaven and earth, an old voice sounded again.

Everyone couldn’t help showing shock. Could it be that there are still masters hiding in this Shaolin?

All the monks in Shaolin had hope in their hearts.

Master Xuancheng passed away, but this person still dared to speak out. At least it can show that this person’s cultivation level is definitely higher than Xuancheng’s.

It’s just that when everyone looked around, they didn’t see anyone appearing!

That old voice seemed to come from all directions, and it seemed to sound directly from the bottom of their hearts.

The old voice continued: “I don’t mean to blame lay people, and I don’t want to get involved in disputes in the rivers and lakes.”

“It’s just that too many people have died today. I want to ask the lay monks to give them a way out?”

At this time, among the Shaolin monks, someone’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he said loudly: “Senior, are you the eminent monk who instructed Master Xuancheng to break through?”

The old man’s voice paused for a moment, and replied: “I’m just a serving monk in Shaolin, I’m not worthy of the title of senior master.”

Outside the Shaolin Temple, the rest of the world were surprised.

This old monk can only hear his voice but not his person, even the masters of the Grand Master realm can hardly find out where he is.

147 Such a master, how could he be just a serving monk in Shaolin?

You must know that although the serving monks are also Shaolin monks, they only get ordained and do not worship teachers. Shaolin does not teach martial arts or practice meditation.

In addition to chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, they only do some rough work such as lighting fires, farming, sweeping, and civil engineering.

All the monks in Shaolin became excited after hearing the words.

“That’s right! It was rumored at the beginning that Master Xuancheng was instructed by a hermit monk!”

The old voice sighed, and said: “Master Xuan Cheng’s misfortune today is really caused by the old monk.”

“The temple’s seventy-two unique skills, each of which can injure people’s vital organs and kill people, is fierce and ruthless, and strives for peace. Therefore, each unique skill must be resolved with corresponding compassionate Buddha Dharma.”

“Back then, Master Xuancheng only practiced martial arts, not Buddhism. I saw that if he continued to forcefully practice martial arts, he would end up with all his tendons broken and no cultivation base.”

“The old man was confused for a while, so he pointed him out and taught him to concentrate on practicing Buddhism.”

“I thought that after Master Xuancheng was enlightened by Buddhism, his desire to practice martial arts would fade.”

“Who would have thought that after his cultivation base has improved greatly, his aggressiveness will become stronger.”

“If it wasn’t for the old monk’s talkativeness and broken tendons that day, Master Xuancheng might have become a generation of eminent monks.”

“It won’t be the same as it is today.”

Everyone could not help admiring the old voice’s sincerity and sincerity.

At this time, Zhu Zixuan had already confirmed the identity of the old monk.

Shaolin’s nameless sweeping monk.

At this time, Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly and said, “Old monk, since you want to ask for mercy, why don’t you go to Shaoshi Mountain?”

Originally, everyone was still looking for the old monk’s trace everywhere, but they couldn’t help showing surprise when they heard this.

This old monk, isn’t he in Shaoshi Mountain right now?

Then how did he know what happened in Shaolin Temple? And how did you talk to them?

The old voice said: “I don’t want to conflict with the layman, and I don’t want to cause misunderstanding. It is inconvenient to intercede in person, so please don’t blame the layman!”

Inside and outside Shaolin Temple, everyone couldn’t help being shocked.

If the old monk is really not in Shaoshi Mountain, but he can communicate with them without hindrance.

Doesn’t that mean that he has to be at least half a step into the realm of heaven and man to be able to do it?

It’s even unknown that it’s already in the realm of heaven and man!

The hearts of the Shaolin monks were immediately filled with hope.

Although the mysterious old monk did not go up the mountain, his actions and words can be said to have given King Xiaoyao enough face.

The old voice continued: “If the layman is willing to let them go down the mountain, it will be considered that I owe the layman a favor, and there will be repayment in the future.”

Everyone looked at Zhu Zixuan with envy in their eyes.

It is needless to say how precious a half-step celestial being, or even the favor of a celestial being, is precious.

All the Shaolin monks also stood up one after another. This senior eminent monk has already given him enough face. King Xiaoyao should have no reason to refuse.

Zhu Zixuan smiled faintly and said, “Old monk, what this king says is more important than your favor.”

The old voice paused, and said slowly: “Does the layman know that you are already in disaster?”.