Lingshan Bridge.

In the middle is the driveway, which is on top of the roadbed on both sides and can be walked by pedestrians.

There are many tourists here every day.

If you wake up early, you can look east from here and see a bright sun slowly rising.

A figure, at this moment, is not in a hurry, walking on the bridge deck step by step, as if to measure the bridge with footsteps.

This figure was dressed in a gray monk's robe.

In his hand, he holds a rosary and gently recites the scriptures in his mouth.

He is Huijue.

Leaving the Buddhist hall last night, after he simply cleaned up, he went out and walked towards Lingshan Lake.

From Qixia Temple, to Lingshan Lake, one south and one north, across the Lingjiang River, dozens of kilometers.

And he walked very slowly.

One night, it was dawn, and he had not yet crossed the bridge.

And his brothers, masters and uncles, took a car early in the morning and rushed here.

They took a step ahead of Huijue and arrived at Lingshan Lake.

Compared to yesterday's self-confidence of the Confucian Temple.

Today's Qixia Temple is obviously more cautious.

"The people from Qixia Temple are here. ”

"Hey, there are a lot of people here, I'll count, one, two, three...... Sixteen?"

"I guess I was scared by the Confucian Temple. ”

"I don't know, which monk of Qixia Temple made a move. ”

Everyone also woke up from their rest, first glanced at the center of the lake, and then looked at the group of monks.

After the monks came to the shore, they immediately looked for Chen Yang's figure.

However, nothing was found.

"What about Chen Xuanyang?"

"Didn't he say he was going to stay here for three days?

"I think he just said it casually, and we really took it seriously. ”

Several middle-aged monks said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wang Jing raised her hand and pointed to the center of the lake very understandingly: "Chen Zhenren is there." ”

"Huh?"

They all looked away.

When he saw Chen Yang sitting in the center of the lake, his pupils shrank.

There is no difference from the reaction of the people who watched Chen Yang walk on the lake for several hours yesterday.

"He... What is he doing there?"

Wang Jing said: "Didn't Chen Zhenren say it, he wants to swing here, and before the first of next month, if you want to challenge, you can come at any time." ”

"But ......"

The monk said, "But he's on the lake..."

"Oh, yes. Wang Jing seemed to remember something, and said: "Chen Zhenren came yesterday afternoon, and then stayed in the center of the lake until now. ”

"How is that possible!"

Don't say that these monks in their thirties are their masters and uncles, and when they heard this, their faces were also full of shock.

"Nothing is impossible, he did stay there all night. The other monk said.

Although, many people are reluctant to admit it.

But there is no point in avoiding this fact.

"How many eminent monks, I don't know which one is going to fight him?" someone asked.

After a long time, the long-eyebrow monk and others came back to their senses.

Hearing the inquiry, the long-eyebrow monk said: "The disciple of the poor monk, Huijue." ”

The crowd swept over their faces one by one, and someone asked, "Which one is Master Huijue?"

Someone said: "Huijue has not yet arrived." ”

"Not there yet?"

Someone has a strange face.

The challenger didn't come, but the teacher came quickly.

Isn't it going to run away?

It's not out of the question.

At least, these people present have seen Chen Yang's methods, and they don't have any idea of challenge.

That is, the group of men in suits in the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion couldn't think about it.

Feel like you can pick up the slack.

"Huijue is here. A monk said.

The long-eyebrow monk looked.

The crowd followed suit.

A monk of medium stature and gentle face walked towards him while twisting a rosary.

His body is full of peace, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"It's not easy. ”

"This monk is probably also a monk with Buddha nature. ”

"Yesterday, the Confucian Temple suffered a loss, and Qixia Temple will not eat it. ”

Hui Jue walked forward: "Master." ”

"How's the preparation?"

"The disciple is ready. ”

"Go ahead. ”

"Yes. ”

Huijue slowly walked towards the observation deck.

And as he walked, some people from a distance also looked over.

"Coming?" Jiang Xiaoming looked and saw this group of monks.

"It should also be the opening of the seven tricks, Qixia Temple is still a bit of a bottom line, and the great monk who built the foundation was not sent over. ”

Yang Shan said: "It's not really fighting for the dojo again, it's just a simple touch, so as not to go so far." ”

"In today's scene, Xuanyang doesn't know how to solve it. ”

Although he said that he was not worried, in his heart, he was still worried.

Chen Yang's performance yesterday was too eye-catching.

As a result, Qixia Temple will definitely be cautious.

The disciples sent out will not be too weak, at least they will be the same as Chen Yang.

And, there must be a hole card that can be drawn.

One is well prepared.

The other, it seems, did not prepare anything.

They didn't know what Chen Yang had prepared.

After all, he came to Lingshan Lake directly from Xuanwu Lake yesterday, and he didn't even return to the Taoist Temple in the middle.

"Qixia Temple, Huijue, please Chen Xuanyang real person to fight!"

Huijue stood at the front of the observation deck, the breeze was blowing, a ripple was on the surface of the lake, and he was dressed in a monk's robe, which was blown backwards.

And his voice spread in the huge Lingshan Lake in an instant.

Lake Center.

Chen Yang opened his eyes leisurely.

"Coming?"

He smiled softly, his heart moving almost casually, and in an instant, a column of water surged out from under him, holding his body and rushing into the sky.

Like an angry dragon out of the water, it soared into the sky for dozens of meters.

The sudden huge movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

They looked at the water column that reached dozens of meters into the sky, and looked at Chen Yang standing on the water column, and couldn't help but be shocked.

In his dantian, how majestic is the true qi?

To be able to control such a terrifying amount of water so easily?

"Jiangnan, Chen Xuanyang, fight!"

The words fell.

Huijue kicked the ground, jumped his body, and landed on the roof of the gazebo of the observation deck.

He held the rosary in his left hand, pinched the handprint with his right hand, blinked his fist mark, and smashed it towards the huge water column at Chen Yang's feet.

For a while, the lake splashed, the waves surged, and the power of the fist mark was terrifying.

The water column broke up, and Chen Yang's body fell straight into the lake, disappearing for a while.

The crowd was amazed.

But no one spoke.

Hui Jue's face was expressionless, one finger tapped the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes closed and opened, like a flash of light.

In the next second, the Lingshan Lake in front of him was undoubtedly visible in his eyes.

In the lake, schools of fish are surging.

Chen Xuanyang is among the fish.

"Beast control, a Taoist priest, is actually a means of Confucianism?"

Huijue was secretly shocked.

Confucianism is close to nature, and the so-called array is to communicate with the power of nature.

It can easily control the beast, control the wind, and shake the ground......

It's a pity that Cao Yun didn't show any tricks yesterday and was defeated by Chen Yang.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, a dragon rushed out of the water.

Everyone was amazed.

Many people rose from the ground.

"Is there a dragon in Lingshan Lake?" Ye Qiufang's voice trembled.

The women who were traveling with her were also full of horror.

"That's not a dragon. ”

"It's a school of fish. ”

A casual cultivator's eyes burned.

It can be clearly seen that the dragon of white light is formed by the heads and tails of fish.

But what is shocking is that these fish can transform into dragon shapes.

Moreover, the posture of the dragon is vividly embodied.

"I once heard that Chen Xuanyang is the god of Lingshan Lake and has suppressed torrents. I thought it was a hype joke, but now it seems that it is really true. ”

"Even if it's not the god of the lake, this kind of means is enough to shock the world!"

"Whew!"

Chen Yang stepped on the faucet, and the dust fluttered.

He looked at Huijue lightly, smiled, and the fish and dragon under his feet rushed towards him.

"Flashy. ”

Hui Jue snorted lightly, in his opinion, Chen Yang consumed such a large amount of True Qi, just to make such an effect, it was really useless and flashy.

Except for attracting attention, there is no use.

With a flick of his wrist, a rosary peeled off the rope and flew into the lake.

He immediately jumped towards the lake, stepped on the rosary, walked on the lake, and made fist marks again, one after another fist prints continued to burst out.

"Seven tricks!"

Chen Yang judged that Huijue's mana was almost the same as Cao Yun, and there was still a gap between him and Wuji.

With yourself, the gap is even greater.

"You lost. Chen Yang's voice suddenly resounded in Lingshan Lake.

The crowd was puzzled.

Huijue frowned.

Just after the fight, you dare to assert that you lost?

So much confidence.

He didn't say a word, his handprint changed, his mouth repeated Sanskrit, and a layer of faint golden light flashed on his body.

Then he rushed towards Chen Yang with his fist.

His body touched the ichthyosaurus, and in just an instant, the huge dragon formed by the fish was broken up by him.

He is like a thousand troops, no one can stop him, no one can be defeated.

The fist print flashed with golden light, and it went straight to Chen Yang's chest.

Chen Yang smiled faintly, raised the dust and waved it lightly, and his fingers tapped the void.

Suddenly.

On the surface of the lake, there are columns of water rising into the sky.

In this second, dozens of water columns rose at the same time.

Chen Yang was dragged into the air by the water column.

Huijue was surrounded by these water columns and lost his purpose.

In the water column, there were huge fish that jumped out and crashed towards Huijue.

Huijue slapped it away casually and looked up, but he couldn't find Chen Yang's figure.

All around him were surrounded by columns of water, and there was no way out, as if he was in a desperate situation.

"Huijue... Lost. Seeing this, the long-eyebrow monk sighed faintly.

The disciple on the side said: "It's just the beginning, and Senior Brother still has a lot of spells that haven't been cast..."

The long-eyebrow monk shook his head: "You don't need to cast it, no matter how many spells you have, it's useless." Chen Xuanyang has not made a move so far, he just controls the lake at will, which makes him so embarrassed, if he really does it, Huijue will only lose even more. ”

"However, the winner has not yet been decided!" the disciples still did not want to accept this fact.

The long-eyebrow monk did not speak again.

in the lake.

Huijue finally sensed that something was wrong.

These schools of fish may seem ordinary, but hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of fish will collide with him at the same time.

Not to mention him, even if he were anyone on the shore, it would be difficult to parry.

Anything, once the numbers reach a peak, will trigger a qualitative change.

"Bell!"

Suddenly.

Hui Jue pointed at his chest, and there was a sound of metal colliding.

He said aloud: "One of everything, one knows everything, equality is like coming, and all the laws of the three worlds are like!"

The fish fell into a momentary stupor, and he took this opportunity to quickly rise into the air with his rosary on his feet.

"Chen Xuanyang!"

He saw Chen Xuanyang at the highest point.

He knew he had to do it quickly.

So without any further hesitation, the rosary wrapped around his hands, and then he pushed it.

"Woohoo!"

The prayer beads, like high-speed flying bullets at this moment, shot towards Chen Yang.

Each rosary carries the power of Buddha.

If it is used for transcendence, influence, it has incredible power.

If it is used against enemies, it has great power.

"Huh!"

Chen Yang waved the dust and swept along his body.

Seventeen prayer beads, all of which were blocked by him.

Stretching out his hand and dragging it, the Buddha bead that was dissipated from its strength was held in his hand.

Chen Yang asked lightly, "Are you still fighting?"

The people on the shore were shocked to see it.

The Buddhist magic weapon, in front of Chen Yang, did not show the slightest power.

Compared with yesterday, Chen Yang's performance today is not worse at all, or even better.

"I lost. ”

Huijue's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head to admit defeat.

Chen Yang raised his hand, the rosary flew back, Huijue grabbed it in his hand, his face was slightly pale, and the rosary under his feet seemed to be unable to support it.

He had just shot out this rosary, and he had consumed not much of his true qi.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thrown in the towel so simply.

He pursed his lips, supported himself as best he could, and flew towards the shore.

But suddenly I felt lighter.

When he looked down, there was a school of fish surging under his feet, dragging his body towards the shore.

He turned around and saw Chen Yang smiling at him.

For a while, the emotions in my heart were complicated.

He returned to the shore, turned around and folded his hands, and bowed his head slightly to Chen Yang in the lake: "Thank you, the poor monk is convinced." ”

"Master. He walked over: "The disciple lost." ”

"Let's go back. The long-eyebrow monk shook his head and didn't say anything to blame.

Victory or defeat is unpredictable.

Although he hoped that Huijue would win, Chen Yang was too strong, so it was not so easy.

It's just that after today, his Chen Xuanyang's fame will skyrocket again.

Consecutive battles, winning streaks.

World War I against Confucianism.

Fight again against the Buddha Gate.

Now, it depends on whether the Yanghu faction can keep the final bottom line tomorrow.

If even the Yanghu faction loses, the first confrontation with Daomen, the three of them, the loss is simply distressing.

Chen Yang returned to the center of the lake, gently put one hand into the water, and the fish swam over and circled around him.

The second of the three wars has gone.

Only the last one remains.

In fact, he hopes that someone will continue to challenge.

The more people who challenge, the greater his fame will be.

But in just two games, he's already shown such a strong side.

I don't think anyone will challenge it anymore.

After all, no one is stupid.

Knowing that he was invincible, he rushed up to send people to the head, and normal people couldn't do this.

"Two days to go. ”

Two days later, the dojo was built.

Until then.

Even if no one comes to the war again, it doesn't matter.

War book, he's coming!

Nineteen dojos in Jiangnan, he wants to take them all one by one!

Everyone looked at Chen Yang in the lake, and looked at the departing figures of Qixia Temple, and for a while, they were a little annoyed.

It doesn't matter who they're standing for.

When the dust settles on the dojo matters, it's time to settle old accounts.

At that time, those of them who stand in line in advance will definitely be targeted by the victors.

Someone began to waver.

Or, it is not unavoidable to support the Daomen.

At this time.

In a compound in Lingshan.

A group of men and women wearing practice uniforms stood in the courtyard.

"Qixia Temple, lose!" an old man, standing in front of them, said in a deep voice.

Everyone was amazed.

"How could Qixia Temple lose?"

"Who are they sending? Did they deliberately lose to the Lingshan Taoist Temple?"

Don't blame them for thinking so.

After all, the fame of Qixia Temple is so great.

Among them, there are countless geniuses.

How could he be defeated by a young Taoist priest?

The old man said: "Chen Xuanyang is very powerful, he is afraid that he has stabilized the realm of immaculate, and under immaculateness, no one is his opponent." ”

"Tomorrow, we will go to the battle, and I don't have much hope for the end. ”

"Master!"

"How can you be so depressed before it starts?"

"Master, I'm willing to fight him!"

"I'll go!"

The disciples were in high spirits.

It is unimaginable for them that the head of the company, who has always been strong, is now defeated before fighting.

The head looked at one of the women: "Zhu Min, tomorrow, you will join the war." ”

Zhu Min walked out of the crowd: "Yes, boss!"

The head said: "You have just entered the Seven Apertures, if you wait for him to perform the Dao Method, you will definitely not be his opponent." Therefore, in a battle tomorrow, you must not fight him in the lake. ”

"Lead him ashore, and don't give him a chance to perform the Dao Fa!"

"In this way, there is a glimmer of opportunity. ”

The head of the house was helpless.

If it weren't for the foundation, he really couldn't find a disciple who could match him, so how could he use this method?

The purpose of sending female disciples is to make Chen Yang despise him, so that he can't let go of his hand.

led him ashore, and then punched him with Yanghu fist, without giving him any strength to resist.

If they had seen the video of Chen Yang and Cao Yun fighting, they would probably not have gone to such great lengths.

can break the sound barrier with one punch, no matter from which aspect, under the foundation, I am afraid that no one will be able to compete with Chen Yang.

Confucian temple.

in the council chamber.

A group of people are deliberating.

They just got the news, Qixia Temple, lost.

"Tomorrow, he will face the Yanghu faction. ”

"The Yanghu faction is also a strong opponent, even if he wins, it won't be too easy. ”

It was an old man who spoke, and he said, "Didn't he give a war letter?

"Morning light!" the old man said: "The day after tomorrow, you go to Lingshan Lake and fight!"

Xu Chenguang frowned: "Uncle Shi, this... Is it appropriate?"

"Is it appropriate that he won a battle and went to war?" the old man snorted, "Since he wants to fight, fight him." The day after tomorrow, only victory, not defeat!"

Xu Chenguang was still about to speak, and the old man said: "Don't have a psychological burden, although this battle does not touch the battle of the dojo, it is also very important." Our Confucian Temple has not been out all year round, and we are used to keeping a low profile, but now that we are born, if we come up, we will hang the name of being suppressed by a junior, how can we compete with them for the dojo in the future? I am afraid that everyone will think that the people of the Confucian Temple are weak and can be bullied, and they will come to rob our dojo!"

"Yes. Xu Chenguang nodded and said, "The day after tomorrow, I will go." ”

He was reluctant to go because he was not a fish leaping into the dragon gate, nor was he in the realm of immaculateness.

He has already laid the foundation twice.

Despite all failures.

However, the two foundation building has already made him infinitely closer to the foundation building.

Even if not really a foundation-building monk.

But under the foundation, he dares to call the second, and no one can call the first.

With his realm, fighting with Chen Yang is really not good.

But what Uncle Shi said made him realize the importance.

Even if the reputation is bad, he must go this time.

Night fell quickly.

Chen Yangpan sat in the center of the lake.

He closed his eyes and reflected on today's fight.

Won.

This was to be expected.

He's just, a little greedy for this feeling of being almost in control.

He can even say arrogantly: Lingshan Lake, I am invincible!

The man in the suit was a little restless.

He was a little annoyed.

Why do you want to boast about Haikou in front of Jiang Xiaoming?

He's just a seven-trick monk.

Even if you pick up a bargain, you don't have a chance at all.

Chen Xuanyang, the strength is a little outrageous.

He didn't even need to do anything, just raise his hand, and the terrifying lake water would be overwhelming.

The power of the individual, in the face of the forces of nature, seems so small.

Time passes minute by minute.

Soon, the sky, bright.

Ten o'clock.

The Yanghu faction, a group of five people, appeared on the shore.

Dressed in loose practice clothes, with his hair simply tied into a ponytail and tied behind his head, Zhu Min stood on the shore and hugged his fists and said, "Yanghu faction, Zhu Min! Chen Zhenren dares to go ashore to fight?"

As she spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Everyone also looked over, obviously, to see through her purpose.

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