The narration system of Wuxia Journey

The man in gorgeous robes and with hair hanging down over his ears said unkindly, "Who are you three? Why are you causing trouble in my Vajra Sect?"

Ah Niu clasped his fists and said, "We want to see your sect leader. Please inform us."

Wei Yixiao's mouth twitched behind him, thinking, "Your posture when visiting is too different. People who don't know would think you are here to challenge the sect."

Ah Niu felt that he was very polite. The gatekeeper dared to point a finger at Zhu Yuchen, and he only broke one of his fingers. He didn't beat him to death on the spot, which was a great respect for the Vajra Sect.

The man with a head full of pigtails laughed and mocked, "If you want to see the sect leader, you can, but you have to get through us first."

As he spoke, the man stepped on the stone slabs under his feet, and his right palm was already slapping Ah Niu's cheek. The two sides were already separated by a threshold, and at this time the man suddenly attacked and stepped in front of Ah Niu.

The right palm was about to hit Aniu in the face, but Aniu's expression did not change, and his eyes did not move. He suddenly raised his foot, kicked the man in the chest.

The man with a head full of braids had not reacted yet, and flew backwards with a "whoosh". He knocked down four or five people in a row before the man stopped.

With just this one move, the gap between the two sides can be seen.

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The man angrily pushed away the person who supported him, stomped his right foot, stepped with his left foot, and with two "cracks", the stone slab under his feet broke into pieces.

The man stretched out his right hand to invite, and clenched his left hand to his waist, which was the first move of the Vajra Palm, "Crouching Star and Subduing Tiger".

Aniu crossed his hands and waved, and the man's eyes were calm and unmoved. He stepped on the Bagua, like walking on mud, interlaced left and right, and the shadows of his hands flew.

The upper and lower body is stable, and the footwork and moves are coordinated seamlessly, without any flaws. It is obvious that he is proficient in this martial art.

After a few steps, he has arrived in front of Aniu. The man slaps his right palm forward, and the power is incomparable with the sound of "whoosh". The palm wind is strong and overbearing, and it makes a whirring sound.

At the same time, his left hand hits Aniu's chest directly, and his palms are flying like flowers, and the air is blowing. It is the second move "Force Penetrating Thousand Jin".

Aniu's footsteps do not move. When the palm power comes to him, he takes a deep breath, and his chest and abdomen suddenly collapse and shrink back to avoid the man's palm power. At the same time, his hands are bent and the claws are circling clockwise, using the force to rebound and turn back. With a turn of his wrist, his claws have already grabbed the man's wrist.

With his claws pulled outward, the man's empty door is wide open. Aniu takes advantage of the situation and rushes forward. During the step, his shoulder hits the man's chest. The man just has the momentum to fly backwards, and Aniu grabs his arm with his claws and pulls him back.

Taking advantage of the moment when the man paused, Aniu put his palms together on his chest, exerted force with both hands, and hit the man's chest with two "bangs".

The man took a few steps, put his right hand on his chest, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Before he could continue to move forward, the man with short hair next to him reached out to stop him...

"Ba Yadi, okay, retreat. I have already held back. If I had held your claws and used force, your hands would have been useless."

"The two palms that hit your chest were even more gentle. If it was the strong energy that could split mountains and rocks, you would have died twice."

The man named Ba Yadi wiped the corner of his mouth in anger and retreated unwillingly into the crowd.

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The man with loose hair came forward and clasped his fists and said, "Gerile, a disciple of the Vajra Sect, please teach me!"

While speaking, he gathered his energy with his palms, and his palms showed a metallic color. The energy in his palms flowed, and it was obvious that he had cultivated a strong and fierce true energy from the outside to the inside.

Gerile had already reached Aniu in one step, and his palms were fired in succession, as fast as thunder. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder when he waved his palms, leaving only a trail of afterimages.

Aniu raised his energy and exercised his skills, and his hands were full of purple energy. His claws clasped his arms and shoulders.

The two fought fast, with palm shadows flying and fingertips whistling, leaving dense afterimages in front of them in an instant.

Gerile was by no means a mediocre player. His palms attacked like a tidal wave, and were continuous; his defense was like a copper wall, and it was airtight. The two sides came and went, and in a small space, they fought for a flaw.

The two men used their bare palms to make a "bang bang" sound of metal. As the moves became faster and more powerful, the Qi energy spread all over their bodies, forcing the others to retreat.

A hint of gold gradually appeared on Geerle's bare palms, and it was obvious that he had pushed the Vajra Palm to the extreme. As he accumulated more and more Qi energy, he suddenly used the "Vajra Pai Shore" move, and the palm power was like a landslide and a tsunami, surging and rushing straight to Aniu's chest.

At this point, Aniu no longer held back, and used both hands to move his palms, using the move "Kang Long You Hui". Two purple shadows flashed, and both palms came out at the same time, exerting great strength, and with a "bang" sound, the four palms hit each other.

The palm winds of the two men were fierce and domineering, and the overflowing Qi energy smashed the threshold to pieces.

Geerle's body shook, and his face flushed abnormally. He onlyIt felt like the palm power of the other side was like the tide, wave after wave, the palm power was endless, one after another, and it broke the meridians.

Aniu closed his palms, clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry!" Then he passed Geerle and went to the door.

It was not until Aniu and the other two left that the others gathered around. Bayadi gently pushed Geerle, and only heard his arm make a "crackling" sound, and I don't know how many sections it broke into.

Geerle's body swayed, his arms drooped, and he had fainted in Bayadi's arms. Bayadi picked up Geerle and rushed to the backyard, obviously to treat him.

Aniu and the other two had crossed the square. At this time, at the door of the main hall, a bald man wearing a monk's robe stood there with his hands clasped together. Seeing the three people, he asked, "I don't know where you are from and what you are doing?"

Aniu took a look at him and knew that this man's martial arts was comparable to his own, and he was not comparable to the few people at the door.

He stepped back, revealing Zhu Yuchen in a green robe. Zhu Yuchen pointed at Wei Yixiao beside him and said, "My servant is injured and needs your 'Black Jade Ointment'."

The bald monk said 'Amitabha' and took out a flat brocade box from his sleeve. With a flick of his finger, the brocade box fell into Aniu's hand and said, "This is the 'Black Jade Ointment', which is enough for this donor."

After that, he looked at Wei Yixiao and suddenly said, "I wonder when the Green Winged Bat King, one of the Dharma Kings who protect the Mingjiao, became someone else's long-term attendant?"

Wei Yixiao smiled, and was not surprised that the monk knew him. He turned his head and did not reply. The monk bowed his head and chanted a Buddhist name, and did not speak again.

Zhu Yuchen carefully looked at the bald monk. The monk felt as if he was completely clear-headed, as if he had been completely seen through. He put his palms together and asked, "What else do you want, donor?"

[The leader of the Vajra Sect knew that he was no match for the enemy. He happened to meet a Buddhist from the Jokhang Temple as a guest, so he specifically asked him to send you away. In return, the Vajra Sect will provide a batch of black jade intermittent paste to the Jokhang Temple at cost price]

[The Buddhist from the Jokhang Temple, Jixiang Dekang, has practiced the secret art of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung and has reached the seventh level. He may enter the ninth level before the age of forty-seven]

Listening to the narration, Zhu Yuchen looked at the carved beams and painted buildings around him, and the Buddha portraits all over the courtyard, and asked, "Monk, have you practiced Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung? You are quite skilled, and you have at least reached the seventh level."

The bald monk froze for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "This donor is very good. I am practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung. But I am dull and have only reached the seventh level. "

Zhu Yuchen smiled meaningfully and said...

"Monk, don't be modest. With your age, you are only over 30 years old. You can practice to the seventh level, which is already a rare genius!"

"As far as I know, there was only one person who could practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung to the tenth level before the age of 50. Your qualifications are not inferior to him."

"I want a complete copy of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung and the prescription of the Black Jade Ointment. You may ask the leader of the Vajra Sect."

Zhu Yuchen was smiling, but in the sunshine, the Buddhist disciple Jixiang Dekang of the Jokhang Temple felt cold in his heart, as if he had encountered the deepest winter, freezing his blood...

"Amitabha, donor, wait a moment."