Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The two middle-aged men in green shirts showed a smile.

This is their true ability. It was just a test before. No matter how strong the body-protecting skills of Kongang Temple are, they can't stop their own swords.

As long as you can't block your own sword, everything will be easy.

The martial arts of the Vajra Temple are outstanding in their fierceness and domineering, and their amazing body-protecting skills are extremely difficult to control and kill.

The Tianhai Sword Sect's swordsmanship is agile and sophisticated enough. As long as it can break through the body-protecting magical skills of the Vajra Temple, it can kill the masters of the Vajra Temple.

When he couldn't break through the defense before, his heart sank slightly. Now that he found that he could break through, his heart suddenly felt lighter and his confidence suddenly increased.

As long as the defense can be broken, killing them will be easy.

He suddenly started to play like a cat and mouse.

Isn't it that King Kong Temple is so arrogant? This time it falls into my hands, let's see how arrogant they are? They must beg for mercy!

He smiled jokingly and said: "Two masters, will you no longer consider my previous suggestions?"

"Amitabha, if you want to fight, fight!"

"Hey, you are indeed a master of the Vajra Temple. Your tenacity is really admirable. You would rather die than give in. Look at the sword!"

"Buzz..." The sword light surged, even stronger than before.

Fajing and Faguo looked solemn and waved their palms to form a palm shadow to protect themselves.

"Ding ding ding ding..." It's like the sound of gold and iron.

They activated the Great Vajra Palms, and their palms were like iron stones. The sword tips could only leave white marks, but could not break through their Vajra Palms.

But the Tianhai Sword Sect's swordsmanship is even more exquisite, and it can always stab their bodies through their palms, leaving little red dots.

After a while, the upper bodies of Fa Jing and Fa Gu's gray monk robes were filled with holes and tatters.

The skin on their upper bodies was densely covered with small red dots, but they were made of drops of blood.

But they were in high spirits and showed no sign of decline. Instead, their faces were glowing red and their eyes were getting brighter and more eye-catching.

Although the swordsmanship of the two-day Sea Sword Sect masters is strong, they can still break through the body-protecting magic, or they can only break through it.

If the tip of the sword penetrates the skin, it will be blocked by invisible force and cannot penetrate any more. The scars caused will be like needle pricks.

"Two donors, let's stop here." Monk Fajing said slowly: "Continuing is just a waste of energy."

"Hey!" The two snorted coldly, and the sword light became brighter.

Fa Jing and Fa Kuo shook their heads.

It is true that they could not completely block the sword, but they were not afraid of the sword's stab. They were just cautious and did not relax because of this, and their guard was suddenly hit hard.

"Tsk!" The sword tip suddenly lit up, penetrated Fa Jing's palm, pierced Fa Jing's right shoulder, and pierced Fa Jing's back.

Fa Jing's eyes widened, his left palm flashed gold, he suddenly accelerated, and hit the opponent lightly.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man in green shirt flew ten feet away with his sword in his hand and staggered to the ground.

The tip of the sword to half a foot of the sword was dyed red.

The middle-aged man in green shirt spat out a mouthful of blood, but his face was full of smiles.

He looked down at his left shoulder. A charred palm print clearly appeared on his left shoulder, as if it had been branded with a soldering iron.

Fajing looked down at his right shoulder.

Blood was pouring out of his right shoulder, making the shoulder of the gray monk's robe wet in the blink of an eye.

"Amitabha." Fajing raised his head and proclaimed the Buddha's name. He looked at the middle-aged man in green shirt opposite and said calmly: "Good swordsmanship."

His eyes returned to calmness, the bleeding on his right shoulder quickly stopped, and the gray monk's robe bulged and then slowly fell down.

Fajiu, who was taking action, knew that Fajing was really angry.

The middle-aged man in green shirt wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a proud smile: "The body-protecting magical power of Vajra Temple is nothing more than that!"

Fa Jing looked at him calmly.

The middle-aged man in green shirt said with a smile: "How many swords can Master hold against me? Every next one of my swordsmanship will be the same as before."

"Please!" Fajing said slowly.

"Another sword!" The middle-aged man in green shirt shot at Fa Jing.

Fajing's palms were dyed with a layer of gold powder, and his palms changed from the previous heavy and heavy palms to light and elegant, with a light slap.

"Ding..." The sword flew out.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man in green shirt flew out.

Fazhu suddenly clapped both palms together, and his opponent was also swatted away.

"Bang bang!" The two middle-aged men in green shirts stumbled to the ground respectively, took a few steps back, and stared at Fa Jing and Fa Kuo in disbelief.

This is different from the news they received!

These two monks from the Vajra Temple are not of average cultivation. As long as they can break through their defenses, they can be killed.

The two of them were ordered to destroy the two monks and anger the Vajra Temple, which made the Vajra Temple take action angrily.

Tianhai Sword Sect counterattacked again.

In this way, the emperor had nothing to say.

Because this sneak attack and plot must be kept secret, it must be unnoticed and not discovered by others.

Therefore, we deliberately chose this secret place where there are few people coming and going and we will not be discovered.

Even if Kongji Temple said that it was attacked, it would be useless because there would be no witnesses.

The two of them acted cautiously. They had already seen in advance that there was no one around the two monks to respond, so they found this place to take action.

However, unlike what the news said, these two monks were actually hiding their secrets. The level of the Great Vajra Palm was far from the fourth level.

I was deceived by the news within the sect!

Monk Fajing Junyi's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "The two donors, I have offended you."

He stepped forward slowly.

"What are you going to do?!"

The two middle-aged men in green shirts retreated, blood pouring from the corners of their mouths, and their long swords had been inserted into the far wall.

"Are the two benefactors going to destroy this poor monk?"

"……good."

"That poor monk has ruined the cultivation of both of you, so we are even." As he spoke, he suddenly clapped his palm.

The right palm was like being coated with gold powder, and it turned golden in an instant, and it slapped the middle-aged man in green shirt who had been talking with extraordinary speed.

The middle-aged man in green shirt did not retreat but advanced, and a short sword flew out of his sleeve and turned into a white light to pierce Fajing.

Fajing's palms fluttered, and he slapped the short sword away with one palm and the middle-aged man in green shirt with another palm, easily and freely.

"Ding..."

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man in green shirt flew out and hit the wall of the alley, like a painting hanging on the wall, sticking tightly to it without slipping off.

He widened his eyes, blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and a layer of gray and white gushed out of his face, which was a serious injury to his internal organs.

The power of the Vajra Palm was amazing after it entered the room.

Fagou followed the method and also hit another middle-aged man in green shirt into the wall.

The two middle-aged men in green shirts were neatly attached to the wall, their bodies were stiff, and only the blood gushing out of their mouths could move their bodies.

"Amitabha." Fajing and Fagou put their hands together at the two people, turned around and left.

"Wait..." the middle-aged man in green who had spoken earlier shouted hoarsely.

Fajing and Fagu stopped and turned to look.

The middle-aged man in green said with difficulty: "You..."

Monk Fajing said calmly: "You injured Junior Brother Fahuan before, now we are back at each other, and there is no need to entangle anymore, Amitabha."

"...This is a trap." The middle-aged man in green reacted and widened his eyes.

"Even if it is a trap." Monk Fajing said calmly: "Those who are willing to take the bait will be caught."

"...Fakong." The other middle-aged man in green said with difficulty: "He was the one who did it, wasn't he?"

Fajing and Fagu looked at each other, smiled at the two middle-aged men in green, put their fists together, and turned away.

"Fakong..."

The murmurs of the two middle-aged men in green floated in their ears.

They had left Nanhua City and continued to head north.

"If it weren't for Junior Brother Fakong helping us advance the Great Vajra Palm to the second level, we would have really fallen into their hands."

"The Tianhai Sword Sect... is really vicious."

"After this time, I will prepare to enter the Grandmaster level." Fagou said.

"So fast?"

"I have learned something from the Great Vajra Palm." Fagou said.

Fajing nodded: "I am almost there too... The martial arts of our Vajra Temple are indeed mysterious. Each part contains the supreme meaning. As long as you practice it to the right level, you can understand its mystery."

They all inexplicably understood the trick to enter the Grandmaster level because they practiced the Great Vajra Palm to the eighth level.

This is obviously because of the Great Vajra Palm.

"But the martial arts of our Vajra Temple are also difficult enough." Fagou shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for Junior Brother Fakong, I'm afraid we would never be able to practice the Great Vajra Palm to the eighth level in our lifetime."

It's only one level away from perfection.

If you can practice it to perfection, you will enter the realm of the Grandmaster, so this step is extremely difficult.

But it's not just this step that's difficult, the previous levels are all extremely difficult. In the entire Vajra Temple, the only ones who can practice the Vajra Palm to the eighth level are the elders.

They are all elders who have entered the Grand Master stage.

Disciples who have not entered the Grand Master stage really don't have enough time to practice the Vajra Palm to the eighth level, and even the sixth level is rare.

The further you go, the harder it is to practice, and it's hard to make any progress. In desperation, you turn to practice other unique skills, and make up for the purity through breadth.

"Now I finally know that the elders' words are true." Monk Fa Gu glanced at the city gate, walked out slowly, and sighed: "Buddhism is like sharpening a knife. If Buddhism is not refined, it is difficult to deepen martial arts."

When they were practicing martial arts, the master and the elders would repeatedly say that Vajra Temple is based on Buddhism and supplemented by martial arts.

If Buddhism is not refined, martial arts cannot be profound.

Almost all the disciples of Vajra Temple ignored them, because in this world, although Buddhism is exquisite, it is useless, and martial arts are the foundation.

The one who has the deepest understanding of Buddhism is Fakong, who can perform Buddhist mantras and possess supernatural powers, but they all know that this is Fakong's natural talent, not entirely due to Buddhism.

Otherwise, there have been many people who have studied Buddhism in the past dynasties, but they do not have supernatural powers.

The root of Vajra Temple is still martial arts.

But this time, after Fakong performed the method of initiation and poured martial arts experience and wisdom into their minds, they practiced the Vajra Palm to the eighth level in one breath, and then they suddenly realized that what the master and the elders said was true, and Buddhism is the root of Vajra Temple's martial arts.

If Buddhism is not refined, no matter how hard you practice, no matter how good your aptitude is, a certain martial arts will be difficult to advance at a certain level and cannot be broken through.

Once you are proficient in Buddhism, you will naturally know the method to break through the limit, and your martial arts can reach a higher level.

The reason why they have been practicing hard but cannot break through is that Buddhism is not enough.

From Fakong's initiation, they realized some of the wonderful principles of Buddhism, and then gained the insights and experience of practicing the Vajra Palm. The two confirmed each other, and thus truly understood the wonders of the Vajra Palm.

He practiced the Vajra Palm to the eighth level in one breath, and was only one step away from the ninth level, and one step away from the Grandmaster.

And this time, the fierce battle with the two masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect made them have a deeper understanding of the Vajra Palm, and they were closer to the Grandmaster.

Fakong was standing in the courtyard of Monk Huinan at this time, retracting his gaze and nodding with satisfaction.