Chapter 797: The Little Disciple (Part II)
"I didn't expect that the abbot and uncle even passed the Great Sun Falun to him. Yuantong stared at the ring, and suddenly sighed softly.
With the wind in his eyes, he can probably guess that this Dari Falun must be a great stunt in Shaolin, and this Yuantong monk should be disappointed in his heart at this time.
Sure enough, I listened to the Yuantong monk say: "This Dari Falun is a unique study in Shaolin, except for the abbot, only the first seat of each academy can practice." Even me, I won't. ”
As soon as he said this, he understood with the wind. In the future, it must be this phase to inherit the mantle of the Shaolin abbot, which is equivalent to the meaning of succession. It's just that what makes Sui Feng feel a little strange is that the so-called Great Sun Falun in front of him looks a bit like the turning Falun that Ji Jian used when he was in the Dao Realm at that time. Is there a connection between the two?
No matter how powerful your sword light is, you will definitely not be able to break this Great Sun Falun. It's just that I don't know what secret method he has learned, and the true qi is like an endless stream. When the two of us can't hold each other, I'll take the initiative to back down. In this way, it can be regarded as not disobeying the master's advice, Wuxiang looked at the proud wind in front of him, and thought that before coming here, the master had told him not to fight bravely with others in this battle, and when the time came, he would take the initiative to retreat, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate.
Just as Wuxiang was secretly thinking, he suddenly heard a broken drink coming from in front of him.
That drink sounded to him like cutting gold and jade, full of strength, so that his eardrums shook and his heart trembled. Hurriedly came back to his senses and raised his head. The giant sword in front of him shone brightly. If the Great Sun Falun in front of him was a scorching sun, the light on that giant sword was even brighter than the scorching sun.
Countless sword qi were split from the edge of the giant sword, shuttling back and forth, as if it was swallowing a great river. The space on the edge of the giant sword couldn't stop letting out bursts of roaring sounds under the cutting of these countless sword qi, as if the entire space had been cut apart.
Wuxiang's originally confident heart suddenly became empty, and the Great Sun Falun, which had always been his reliance, seemed to have lost its effectiveness today.
In the distance, Yuantong shook his head and sighed, "Wuxiang, he is defeated." ”
With the wind on his back, his hands are on his back. Smiled faintly. "Although this Great Sun Falun is incomparably powerful, it is a little less variable, and it still seems a bit simple just for self-defense. ”
Yuantong pondered silently and did not answer.
"The sword breaks the mountains and rivers!"
A sword light swirled. The wind shouted loudly. The iron sword in his hand seemed to understand his intentions. He trembled with it. The sound of the sword roar, like a sonata announcing Liliang and victory, struck Wuxiang's heart one by one.
For the first time, Wuxiang, who had always been deeply stored in the Buddha's heart, felt that he was so fragile. He is like a mayfly flying in the sky in the autumn evening, and even a terrible evening breeze can easily take his life.
No, I am the son of the Buddha chosen by the Buddha, representing the will of Shaolin and the Buddha, I can't just lose! Wuxiang's brain was shocked, and countless fragmentary memories came to my heart, most of which were memories of myself alone in the candlelight of the main hall at night, silently reciting various Buddhist classics throughout the ages, yearning for the appearance of the Western Heaven Bliss Shijie depicted in the book.
"Are you worried?" asked in a low voice as he turned his head to look at the Yuantong monk standing beside him.
"Well......" It took a long time for him to answer in the same deep voice, "yes, I'm worried about the unphased disciple, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand such a blow." ”
"It's just a competition, so it won't be a big blow, right? After reciting Buddhist scriptures for so many years, can't he even see the outcome of a momentary competition?" asked calmly with a chuckle.
It is precisely because he has recited a lot of Buddhist scriptures that he may not be able to see the victory or defeat this time. Yuantong seemed to think of something and sighed.
Sui Feng didn't answer, quietly waiting for his next step.
According to legend, the origin of this Dharma wheel is a Buddha light on the body of the Bodhidharma patriarch who founded Shaolin. Later, this Buddha light was sacrificed into the Dharma Wheel, which was passed down by the abbots of Shaolin Temple for generations. ”
Sui Feng nodded secretly, since it is called the Great Sun Falun, it must be inextricably linked with the Great Ri Rulai, which is not difficult to guess.
Yuantong then said: "Regarding this Great Day Falun, my Shaolin Temple has left ancestral teachings, and all my Shaolin disciples must chant in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for three years before inheriting the Great Day Falun. During these three years, no matter what happened, he was not allowed to leave the cabinet, except for resting and practicing, he recited the scriptures day and night and listened to the Buddha's teachings. After the completion of three years, you still need to fast for one month before you can practice the Great Day Wheel of Dharma. Donor, if it were you, what would you think after practicing the Great Sun Falun?"
Sui Feng was extremely smart, and he guessed the meaning of his words at once. nodded and replied: "If it's me, it's okay if you don't have to use this trick when fighting with people, but if you really force this trick to use it at the juncture, you must defeat the other party." Otherwise, wouldn't I be sorry for the three years I spent reading the scriptures?"
Yuantong folded his hands together and sighed, "Good, that's exactly what the old man is worried about. ”
Sui Feng also pursed his lips slightly, as if he had expected the end of the phaseless.
At this time, Wuxiang didn't know where the belief came from, obviously under the heavy pressure, his body was already shaky, and he clenched his teeth and stabilized again. The seal in his hand was pinched extremely tightly, and his nails were deeply immersed in the flesh, and the dripping blood flowed down his nails.
With his actions, the golden Falun hanging in front of him suddenly jumped, as if it was filled with endless vitality, and the golden light soared, and the momentum suddenly increased by a few points. At this moment, the sword light above also fell, and the two collided together.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", like a meteorite crossing the sky and falling to the earth, and the collision of this Falun and the sword light was so vast and vast.
The golden light and sword qi rushed in all directions, not only the ring where the two of them were standing, but also the entire mountain shook slightly with this impact.
The crowd of people watching around was also unsteady on their feet, and many of them were forced to close their eyes under the dazzling bright light. The naked eye could not bear such a dazzling and brilliant light, and the sound of "click" was endless, and the hill where the ring was located cracked under this strong collision and shaking. Deep cracks appeared on the bluestone where everyone was standing.
Rao is standing in the distance looking at the wind in the arena, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly, "This sound is indeed a bit amazing." ”
At the same time, suddenly, a soft "ding" sound came from the middle of the collision between the two. Although the voice was not loud, it had an undeniable power, and it overwhelmed all other movements at once. Listening to the sound, it was like something was broken.
There is indeed something broken, and Wuxiang looked at the Great Sun Falun above his head that was shocked into tiny points of light, and only felt that his heart was also broken. His eyes were lost for a moment, as if it had become difficult to even gather his gaze.
His tight teeth couldn't help but loosen suddenly, and at the same time, his very weak body was paralyzed.
"Hum-" The sword light fell quickly, but it suddenly dissipated above his head, turning into a rushing sword qi. Except for the crisp wind blowing on his scalp, he didn't feel anything else.
"I lost. ”
Wuxiang's voice sounded a little strange to him, and he hurriedly arched his hand towards the proud young man in front of him, turned around and jumped out of the ring.
"I conceded. Feng Wuyi looked at the somewhat embarrassed figure in front of him, and unconsciously even the corners of his mouth curved. I was a little surprised in my heart, the first day of the dignified Shaolin Temple was lost like this? He only had seven successes, and he didn't even notice it, and quietly there was an indescribable taste of happiness in his heart.
The crowd under the ring was silent for a while, and for a long time, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted. Under the hall in the distance, Li Xu and Ling Chi stood side by side, looking at the young man standing in the ring, and no one spoke.
"There's nothing to see in tomorrow's competition, do you still want to come?" Zuihou, or Li Xu broke the deadlock.
"If you want to come, weishenme will not come. Tomorrow there will be another opponent between you and me. Ling Chi's face was still as flat as ever, and he couldn't see the slightest ripple, as if he hadn't seen a sword that had just stunned the audience.
"In that case, let's come here together tomorrow. Li Xu smiled faintly, as if he had long been accustomed to his indifference.
"No, it's our turn the day after tomorrow. Too much contact is pointless, and you should not do anything else. Ling Chi turned his head and looked at Li Xu deeply.
Li Xu didn't care, and when he saw that he didn't agree, he didn't mention the matter anymore, and said again: "Brother Ling Chi is a senior disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, I don't know what he thinks of his earth-shattering sword just now?"
"From the point of view of power, that sword has already achieved eighty or ninety percent, but from the perspective of sword intent, it is only fifty percent. Presumably, even if it was you just now, you should be able to easily block it, right?" Ling Chi did not shy away from it, and directly said the truth.
Li Xu Haha smiled, "Brother Ling Chi is looking down on it, if it is changed, it should be not much different from that." (To be continued......)
PS: Yesterday was later, and today I added a new chapter