I Evolved The Heavens

Xuan Bei's eyes brightened upon hearing this, and he stood his palm with one hand and said: "The benefactor is so Huigen, but you just have no demons in your heart now, and you may not be without demons in the future. In order to prevent you from falling into Devil Dao in the future and endangering the world, Lao Na thinks you should follow. By the side of the poor monk, using Dharma to dissolve the killing intent is the best solution."

Yang Yi frowned, and said solemnly, "Master is so domineering, is this the tolerance of your Shaolin Temple? Just because I may be enchanted in the future, you are going to surrender me now?"

"Amitābha."

Xuan Bei shook his head and said, "The benefactor is serious. The poor monk is not trying to surrender you, but for your future. The Realm of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng is too high for me and other ordinary people to reach. Bodhi Tree, the heart is like a mirror table. Wipe away from time to time, don’t let the dust get on the right way."

Yang Yi sarcastically said: "Although the Sixth Patriarch Huineng's Realm is high, you can't reach it. How do you know that I haven't reached it? Judging people by their appearances, and those who have lost their son Yu, the masters of this principle don't understand."

"Bold, you dare to compare yourself to the sixth ancestor Huineng!"

Xuan Bei didn't speak, but the four monks behind him were shocked, angry, and extremely angry.

Yang Yi glanced at them and said: "The Sixth Patriarch Huineng is also a human. Since I am a human, then why can't I reach his Realm, even if I surpass it? You treat him as a Buddha, and it will always surpass. No way, he is pathetic."

The four monks blushed. They were monks. They practiced martial arts on weekdays. They just read and read Buddhist scriptures casually. They knew Dharma wherever they knew it, so facing Yang Yi, they didn't know how to refute them.

Just instinctively felt that they were greatly insulted.

Xuan Bei was still full of compassion, and said: "The donor Huigen is born, and if he can say this today, his future achievements will be comparable to the sixth ancestor Huineng. Please also follow the poor monk, and the poor monk will be yours. Teach each other."

Yang Yi was angrily laughed, but the old monk couldn't say that he just came to cross it.

He sneered: "So, old monk, are you insisting on'crossing' me today?"

Xuan Bei bowed his head slightly, and he proclaimed the Buddha's slogan: "Amitābha, the benefactor is serious. The poor monk just doesn't want you to be buried in the dust because of the roots of wisdom."

Yang Yi said coldly: "In that case, it's useless to say more, let's judge the victory with fists. In the Martial Forest, the strong is respected. If you can beat me, what about your side?"

Xuan Bei said with joy, "So, then it's offended, please."

He emptied his right hand and pointed to Yue Yang downstairs.

With their Cultivation Base in the Xiantian realm, if they fight here, this ancient building will be destroyed.

Yang Yi stepped out, he fell like a feather and landed by the Dongting Lake.

Xuan Bei followed closely, his buddha robe was hunting and hunting, stepping in the void, also landed on the bank of Dongting Lake.

Yueyang Tower is a famous building through the ages, and there are naturally many tourists on weekdays.

When they saw the two flying from the top of the building to the shore of Dongtian Lake, they couldn't help but exclaimed. Many of them looked at Yang Yi from a distance, and their cheeks were blushing with beautiful eyes.

"It's Master Xuanbei, that's Master Xuanbei, I've seen him from afar before!"

Among the tourists, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"It turned out to be Master Xuan Bei, but that is the Shaolin monk. Wait, what is he going to do, is he going to compete with that young man, who is the young man?"

"Hey, hey, what a handsome boy, my old lady's girlish heart."

"Everyone, haven't you heard of the name of Yumian Killing God? No one knows his name, but he is 15 or 16 years old. He is very handsome. In my opinion, this person must be him."

"His, it was actually a jade-faced killing god. It is said that this person is jealous and kills the green forest thieves. The entire green forest underworld in Dali has almost been handled by him. How can he fight with Master Xuan Bei?"

"Who knows, it may be that he is arrogant and deliberately finds fault with Master Xuan Bei."

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The surrounding tourists talked a lot.

Yang Yi looked solemn and looked at Xuan Bei sharply, his chest boiling over.

He stepped out one step, and people rushed to Xuan Bei's body, punching violently, like a cannon popping out of the chamber, it was the cannon punch in Five Elements' fist.

During this time, although he has learned a lot of Martial Skills by stealth.

But in terms of power, it is not as good as his four Internal martial arts Fist Technique.

boom!

The air was blown up, and it turned out to be a white mist.

In order to reach the fist, the wind of fist had already rolled out, blowing the mysterious sorrowful buddha robe and hunting.

"What a fierce Fist Technique!"

Xuanbei was secretly startled, his five fingers gripped virtually, as if holding a magic pestle, and smashed towards Yang Yi.

This is Shaolin's 72 stunts, the Great Wei Tuo Chu, and also his fame stunt.

The Great Wei Tuo Pestle is also fierce.

Rumble!

The two fists intersected, and a large swath of air exploded directly.

The ground shook violently, then sank deeply, and a large cloud of dust flew up.

Yang Yi's footsteps were vacant. He stepped out and came to the right back of Xuan Bei, turning his fist into a palm, rushing out like a normal sharp blade, and poking at Xuan Bei's right back waist, which was the Eight Trigrams palm.

Xuan Bei's eyes were sharp, and he waved his long sleeves like a banner, blocking the hands of Eight Trigrams.

Yang Yi stabbed the long sleeve with a palm, as if it had been stabbed on the cotton, without any force.

He stepped out again, his figure swayed and appeared behind Xuan Bei's back, his elbow came out horizontally, and he thought of Xuan Bei's back, sturdy and domineering.

Xuan Bei was secretly startled, he quickly rushed forward, avoiding Yang Yi's blow, then suddenly turned around and punched out again, his arm slammed down like a magic pestle.

Yang Yi didn't dodge, pushing his elbow out.

The fists and elbows intersected, exploding a large area of ​​air again, and the violent counter-shock force made him retreat again and again, but he used his strength to use Lingbo's microsteps, instead turning around to the retreating Xuanbei's side in an instant.

The Xuanbei expression finally became dignified. He found that although this person was only able to break through the Xiantian realm, the Cultivation Base was far inferior to him, but he possessed a fierce brute force and exquisite footwork.

With the combination of these two, it turned out to be a little difficult for him to cope with.

Xuan Bei knew that he had to make a full shot, otherwise he would have the possibility of defeat.

"Amitābha."

Xuan Bei drank, and golden light appeared all over his body, and the majestic Xiantian True Qi spewed out, and as his five fingers scratched it, it turned into a magic pestle.

"Qi Condensation Transformation!"

This is a very clever True Qi technique in the Xiantian realm, and only clever Martial Skills like the 72 Stunts of Shaolin Temple can be used.

As soon as Jiang Mo pestle came out, Xuan Bei's momentum soared.

He seemed to be incarnate as Vedic Bodhisattva, and he wanted to subdue the demons and smash them down towards Yang Yi.

The wind howled, bursting with energy.

Yang Yi felt his breathing stagnate, and a heavy depression was enveloped in his heart.

He roared, Xiantian True Qi gushing out, and as his right fist swung out, it gathered the vitality of the world and turned into a phantom dragon, entwining his arm.

Yang Yi used Xiantian True Qi to spur the dragon fist, which unexpectedly appeared in this unexpected vision.

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