Martial Arts: People in Beiliang, kill enemies and become stronger

Outside the Sharpening Hall

Gu Santong, who was teaching the tiger to practice the sword, raised his head, looked at the sky, his brows were slightly wrinkled, as a strong man in the Land God Fairyland, he could feel that above Shuiyun Mountain, there was a pure Buddha power that was like nothing.

This Buddha power was no less than the power within the Buddha Bone Relic that he had refined.

"The land god fairy land of the Buddha Gate?"

The ancient three links spoke, and interest came from the bottom of his heart.

"Who?"

"Dare to trespass into Yanhou's mansion."

In the sharpening courtyard, in the seven-story stone tower, a strong aura erupted, Helian Bo carried out the knife, and the broken army followed.

Followed by the one-armed old man, six or seven figures rushed out from the stone tower, stepping on the void, walking in the wind, rolling the flying snow, towards the rain watching lake.

The entire Yanhou Mansion was alarmed by this sudden sound, and the guards carried long knives to protect the various small courtyards.

On the lake of watching rain, a figure descended from the sky, stepping on the waves, wrapped in a white monk's robe, burly figure, ruddy face, eyebrows and beards, all white color, two feet stepping on the waves, hanging without falling.

With his hands behind his back, with an amber Buddha bead hanging from his neck, his eyes slightly closed, ignoring the guards of the Houfu around him.

The look was indifferent, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the wind and snow that had been torn closed again, splashing, and the wind was fierce, wrapped in flying snow and falling from the sky, submerging the entire Shui Yun Mountain.

The wide Hou Mansion stands on the top of the mountain, bathed in wind and snow, snowflakes fall into the lake, instantly melt, and disappear without a trace.

"Do you know what is the crime of trespassing into the Hou Mansion?"

The big plate was wrapped in a long white skirt, stepping on the waves, the sleeves were unfolded, like a fairy in the sky, on the charming face, there was no slight smile, cold as Xuan Bing, murderous, she looked at the white-eyed old monk not far away, and her heart was a little dignified.

With Dapan'er's cultivation, he couldn't see through the realm of the old monk, like an ancient well, an abyss.

The old monk stood on the lake like this, but it seemed to be integrated with this heaven and earth, and if he didn't see it with his eyes, he wouldn't be able to sense his presence at all.

Such a realm

It's really profound

Heaven and man are one, and the Dharma is natural

"Amitabha."

The old monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and looked peaceful: "The old monk came here just to see Hou Ye." "

The corners of Dapan'er's mouth raised and he sneered: "My family's Hou Ye, every day has every opportunity, one shoulder picks 200,000 iron horses in Yanzhou, and the other shoulders pick millions of people in eight counties, how can I have time to see you as an old monk." "

"It won't take long for poor monks."

The old monk said, "All it takes is a blaze of incense." "

"Nope."

Dapan'er raised his eyebrows: "Let's leave quickly." "

The old monk shook his head and sighed, and there was a lot of compassion in his eyebrows.

In front of the side hall

Lin Xuan was standing under the eaves, holding his hands to his chest, watching this scene with interest.

"Watana."

Without looking back, he asked, "Which sect, which temple?" "

"An old monk of the previous generation of Heart Zen Buddhism."

He thought for a while and said, "I heard that this person's Dharma is extremely profound, and when he was young, he went to Wudang and Dragon Tiger Mountain to debate the Buddhist path. "

"Heart Zen."

He muttered, stepped out, and appeared in the pavilion by the lake, and the cold wind swept the flying snow, blowing on his face, turning into a faint chill that spread throughout his body.

The gaze fell on Du Xin's body, who seemed to sense Lin Xuan's gaze and looked over from a distance of hundreds of zhang.

"The poor monk has seen Hou Ye."

On the Lake Guanyu, the Duxin monk of the Heart Zen Sect bowed slightly, but Lin Xuan did not open his mouth to respond, nor did he say anything.

"The old monk is overboard."

The big plate spoke, the sleeve robe waved, and the rain-watching lake under his feet set off waves in an instant, and the snowflakes in the sky floated over, gathered together, and went towards the old monk.

Every piece of flying snow, every wisp of cold wind, contained extremely sharp sword qi, and in the void, there seemed to be a sound of sword clanging.

"The female benefactor is so handsome kendo."

The old monk opened his mouth to praise, the wind and snow blew on his face, but he stood tall and motionless, like a mountain.

Let the wind and snow fall on the body, not moving, but the monk's robe whistling, failed to leave any scars on his body.

Dapan'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the bottom of his heart was dignified, his right hand was stretched out, his five fingers were spread, and the lake under his feet rose into the air, instantly shattered, turned into a little droplet, suspended in front of him.

With a thought, the water droplets whistled, overwhelmingly hitting the old monk, such a method, it can be called a miraculous skill.

But he still couldn't hurt the monk Duxin by half a point.

"Sister Dapan'er, take the piano."

The crisp sound sounded in the ears, and Gingni stood by the river, throwing out the lyre he was holding in his arms.

The big plate was a little on tiptoe, then swept back, clinging to the surface of the lake, the sleeve robe was thrown out, and a celestial silkworm ribbon flew out from the sleeve robe, spanning seventy or eighty zhang, and rolled the lyre back.

Holding the piano in his arms, sitting cross-kneeled on the surface of the lake, moving with the waves, his beautiful eyes are shining with a little soul-catching essence, and his fingers are flat, plucking the strings.

".buzz"

The strings fluttered, as if heaven and earth thundered, and a thunderbolt exploded on the Shui Yun Mountain, and heaven and earth trembled.

The originally sparse snow suddenly became bigger, and the wind howled, rolling the flying snow, splashing and splashing down from the sky.

Injected into the top of the Water Cloud Mountain, poured into the huge Hou Mansion, the ripples visible to the naked eye centered on the big pan'er, towards the old monk.

"Bang bang bang"

Everywhere the ripples went, the lake beneath it exploded, the waves were rough, and a swimming fish jumped out of the water.

In an instant, it was cut off by the ripples, turned into two, fell into the lake, and then a little water.

"Buzz"

In front of the old monk, the air exploded, he clasped his hands together, held the rosary, his eyes slightly closed, and let the ripples fall on his body.

Seeing that a move could not be accomplished, the ten fingers of the big plate moved in unison, and the sound of the ringing piano echoed in the Hou Mansion, like a sword vibrating.

"Huh"

"Huh"

In the void, one after another invisible sword qi derived, heading towards the monk Duxin, tearing the air and bursting out with a high-pitched sword sound.

"Shh

"Shh

Thousands of sword qi raged in the lake of Guanyu, cutting open the surface of the lake, tearing the wind and snow, the old monk was overwhelmed by countless sword qi, and the whole person seemed to be sleeping.

"Bang"

The sharp sword qi stood on the monk's robe, but it was bounced off, and it seemed that it was not the monk's robe that was cut, but a copper wall and iron wall.

"Boom"

Another sword qi slashed head-on at the old monk's eyebrows, the sword qi shattered, and the old monk did not move.

"Buzz"

"Buzz"

Watching the rainy lake, the rhythm of the big plate plucking the strings is getting faster and faster, urging the Tiangang sword qi and invisible sword qi to the extreme.

The mighty cold light flooded most of the Guanyu Lake, and the sword qi was layered on top of each other, densely packed, and the cold light flickered.

The master in the sharpening courtyard fell outside the pavilion, and when he saw this scene, he only felt that his scalp was numb and his heart was terrified.

They know that the big market is strong, but they have hardly really seen the big market shoot.

That overwhelming sword qi, life and death, the edge is domineering, if it is beaten together, I am afraid that the kung fu will be torn apart in the blink of an eye.

But I saw that the old monk was in the midst of the rolling sword qi, allowing thousands of sword qi to slash, but he was unharmed, and he didn't even frown.

"Hiss"

Helian Bo and the others couldn't help but gasp.

"What kind of physique is this?"

The one-armed old man spoke, and the shock in his tone could hardly be concealed.

Cover the sun was silent for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "If I am not mistaken, this old monk should have cultivated the Donkey Kong body of the Buddha Gate." "

"Donkey Kong physique?"

Helian Bo looked horrified.

"Really fake."

Donkey Kong Realm belongs to the supreme realm of Buddhism, representing the perfection of the King Kong realm, once entering the Donkey Kong realm, the sword and gun are invincible, the poison is inviolable, the body is perfect, clean and dustless.

Even among the Buddhist sects, there are very few who can cultivate the Donkey Kong physique.

"Really."

Lin Xuan spoke, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "This old monk has cultivated the Donkey Kong physique." "

"Under the Land God Fairyland, almost no one can break through his defenses."

"I'm going to try."

Cover the sun shook his head, stepped out, stepped on the rain lake, stepped on the waves, volleyed, the black robe stirred, tiptoe, and went towards the heart.

"Shhhh

The ancient sword in his arms was unsheathed, the cold sword light bloomed in the wind and snow, and the long sword pierced horizontally, tearing the air, across a hundred zhang, straight to the heart.

The fierce sword qi erupted, and the mighty sword qi roared, emitting a deafening roar.

Heaven and earth trembled, and in half a breath, they stepped into the billowing sword qi that Dapan'er triggered.

"Buzz"

The white jade fingers plucked the strings, and the sword qi parted to make way for the sun.

"Boom"

The ancient sword of the covering sun broke through the air, and within ten zhang of the old monk with white eyebrows, the sword qi destroyed and decayed, and the ancient sword buzzed.

Instantly appeared in front of Du Xin, the blade pointed directly at his eyebrows, but stopped at a short distance.

The cold blade was no more than a fraction of the old monk's eyebrows, but it was difficult to penetrate. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Amitabha."

The old monk spoke, chanted the Buddha trumpet, and a golden light flashed on his body, shattering the sword qi, bursting out vigorously, sweeping out, shaking the sun back.

Holding the long sword, he landed twenty feet away, his feet stepped on the waves, and his face was grim.

"I'll come too."

Jiang Ni looked at the rise, the cold frost sword came out of its sheath, soared up, urged the cultivation of the King Kong Realm, crossed the rain watching lake, and slashed towards the old monk Duxin.

"Buzz"

Before the sword qi could get close, it was shattered, the old monk did not move, and Jiang Ni was also shocked back by the invisible force.

"Is this the Donkey Kong Realm?"

She landed on the surface of the lake, her beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face was shocked, and she only felt that the palm holding the sword was slightly numb.

"Come again."

The long sword in Jiang Ni's hand vibrate, and the heavenly frost in his body urges, injecting into the long sword, prompting the ultimate cold qi.

The long sword was raised, and in an instant the heavens and the earth trembled, and the rolling wind and snow poured down, pouring into the lake of Guanyu.

The majestic wind and snow came towards Gingni and lingered in all directions.

"Chop."

This sword, Jiang Ni's ten percent skill, under the blessing of the wind and snow, the power skyrocketed.

Stepping forward, the long sword fell, and the wind and snow howled, drowning the old monk.

The sword qi fell, cold and piercing, and when the wind and snow cleared, the old monk and the ten zhang water surface under his feet were all frozen and wrapped in thick frost.

"Dead?"

Cover the sun frowned, but saw that in the ice, the old monk looked peaceful, and a moment later, the frost on his body melted, and a hot wave of qi pervaded.

The old monk showed his true face, still unharmed.

"Amitabha."

"Miss Jiang's sword technique is the master of a hundred families, it is really exquisite, and the internal strength is extremely cold, under the whole world, such strange exercises, the old monk has only heard of the Hou Ye Society."

"Presumably, Miss Jiang's sword technique was also taught by Hou Ye."

The monk Wataru said softly with a smile on his face.

Although he asked again, his tone was extremely affirmative.

"The old monk has a good eye."

Jiang Niliu's eyebrows raised, and he raised his sword again to kill.

Almost at the same time, the sun also stepped out of the sword, the big plate plucked the strings, and thousands of invisible sword qi fell, flooding the entire Guanyu Lake.

So that the power of Jiang Ni and the sword qi of the sun can be increased by several times out of thin air.

On the edge of the gazebo by the lake

Lin Xuan leaned on the railing and turned around, "What are you all stunned to do, don't you want the sandbags you picked up in vain?" "

"Give me all to practice."

"In the future, I met the Donkey Kong Realm cultivator of the Buddha Gate, and I also had confidence in my heart."

"That's exactly what I mean."

The broken army nodded slightly, and rose up in the air, like a big peng flying into the sky, and the narrow swallow knife was unsheathed.

A volley of swords, rolled with a hundred zhang sword light, overwhelmingly slashed towards the Duxin monk.

The sword light tore through the wind and snow, fell into the center of the lake, and the rolling lake water was split from the middle, leaving a huge ravine, the knife qi was pervasive, and the lake could not heal for a long time.

"Kill."

The white-eyed old monk was slightly surprised.

"A bit of an eyesight."

The broken army spoke: "In Qingzhou City, the first seat of the Shaolin King Kong Courtyard died under my sword. "

"Amitabha."

The old monk shook his head, closed his eyes, did not fight back, and let the killing knife of the broken army cut down.

"Boom"

The sword light was close to the body, cut on the top of the head, the long knife shattered, the old monk was still not injured, but the Yan knife in the hands of the broken army shattered.

"Boom"

The broken army looked indifferent, using his hand as a knife, and in an instant, he cut out hundreds of knives, each of which went to the heart of the old monk.

But the sword qi did not even cut off the white monk's robe.

"I'll come."

Helian Bo carried a big knife, together with the seven or eight knife slaves in the sharpening hall, and for a while, in the lake of watching the rain, it was extremely lively, the sword qi was rampant, and the sword qi was flying.

The old monk allowed the siege of many masters in Hou's mansion, neither fighting back nor moving, and stood in the center of the lake.

The sword light and sword qi are split on the body, the monk's robe is not destroyed, and the fist is coming at the face, not dodging or dodging.

"Boom"

"Boom"

A thunderous explosion echoed on the Shui Yun Mountain, and for a long time, the wind and snow soared.

Jiang Ni induced the snow and cut out the sword qi, but the old monk's Donkey Kong physique was like a stubborn iron.

The cold frost sword in her hand cut at his body, not to mention hurting people, but shocking her tiger mouth and wrist pain.

After slashing dozens of swords, tired and panting, he withdrew back to the lakeside pavilion, his red lips opened slightly, and said helplessly: "Can't move, this old monk is the same as a turtle shell, he can't cut at all." "

Put away the cold frost sword, slumped on the steps, although the snow was flying and the cold wind was howling, her forehead was sweating, her white skirt was also soaked with sweat, and the top of her head was constantly bubbling with white heat.

"Hurry up and wash up, lest you get cold later."

Mu Qing'er and Lingxi walked over and spoiled, "Master Duxin's Donkey Kong physique, how can you hurt it now." "

"Hee-hee, I haven't been active for a long time, so my hands are itchy." (Money is good)"

She blinked and trotted to her room.

"You're here too."

Lin Xuan looked at the second daughter and grinned: "Qing'er, you can be interested." "

"Not interested."

Mu Qing'er shook her head: "I don't want to be bored." "

"The Heart Zen Sect is a great sect of Buddhism with a rich heritage, and Master Duxin, who has been famous for a long time, can be regarded as a figure of the same generation as the old sword god."

Lingxi said softly, "Does the husband know about this Duxin Master's fame battle?" "

"Madame, let's listen."

He was curious.

"Before Jiazi, the old sword god once went to the heart of Zen to ask for a sword, and it was Master Duxin who made a move, and he took the old sword god several swords, and he was unharmed, and he became famous in a battle since then."

Lingxi explained

It has been a long time since she was married, and this princess's body has become more and more plump, and her eyebrows are a little noble and majestic.

"Kind of interesting."

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand, grabbed his waist, held it on his lap and sat down, Lingxi Qiao's face was slightly red, and whispered: "Husbands must not come nonsense." "

"Ahem."

"Don't come nonsense, don't come nonsense."

"Tell me, what happened when you came to the Hou Mansion?"

"Mostly for those Buddhist masters imprisoned in the dungeon."

She said softly: "It's just that this old monk doesn't know yet, he is going to run for nothing." "

"Madame is more and more demeanor, the head mother of the Hou Mansion."

He sighed.

"That's not it."

Mu Qing'er next to her said with a smile: "In the past year or so, Sister Lingxi has not only managed the inside and outside of the Hou Mansion, but also added many industries, adding a lot of silver income to the Hou Mansion.

Several of our sisters in the yard have followed with a lot of light. "

"Sister."

The girl broke free from his embrace, grabbed Mu Qing'er's arm, and coquettishly said, "That's not because of the help of Qing'er's sister." "

Around the pavilion, the entire Guanyu Lake was surrounded by the guards in the palace, the crossbow was wound, and the swallow knife was unsheathed, but it did not alarm the garrison Mao under the mountain.

"Hou Ye."

The ancient three links came over with the tiger idiot.

His gaze fell on Du Xin's body: "Is it that he trespassed into the Hou Mansion?" "。