Jiang Zhenwu listened to his master's words, his expression was calm, but in his heart he was guessing the strength of Monk Yongping and the strength of his master.

One move determines the winner or loser, and it must be possible to do it with a crushing advantage.

Jiang Zhenwu has absolute confidence in the master's strength, and also believes that the master will not do things that he is not sure of.

On the other side, Yan Cheng had a trace of anger on his face, feeling that his master was insulted by the old Taoist priest of Zhenyang opposite, and just wanted to speak, he was held down by Monk Yongping on the shoulder, so that he couldn't speak.

"Dao Chief, please take action!"

Monk Yongping folded his hands and recited a Buddha name in a low voice: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Together, a heavy and powerful aura suddenly poured out from his body, condensing a layer of pale golden light around his body, and the halo gradually contracted and condensed, turning into a circular golden light in the blink of an eye, enveloping his whole person.

Monk Yongping is in the golden light cover, his hands are folded, and the treasure is solemn, as if the Buddha descended to earth.

"Master......"

Monk Yancheng saw the majesty of his master, his expression was slightly excited, he took a step back slightly, and looked at the two of them with a defiant gaze, the true martial arts Taoist and Jiang Zhenwu's master and apprentice.

This is the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar, who in the world dares to say that one move can break it?

There are no more than a few masters in Shaolin who have practiced this defensive technique.

Among the defense secrets of several major sects, the strength of the Golden Bell Jar can be ranked in the forefront.

As soon as Monk Yongping came up, he directly used his most powerful defensive secret method, and he didn't believe that he couldn't take a single move in front of the True Yang Daoist.

However, he also put himself in the position of defender all of a sudden.

Jiang Zhenwu carefully stared at the golden bell jar of Monk Yongping, and had a trace of curiosity about this legendary divine skill, but he could only feel a thick and sharp aura rushing towards his face, this was not just a pure defense secret method, but also a hidden killing intention.

"Ready?"

The True Yang Daoist was still sitting there, looking at Monk Yongping, and asked lightly for a long time.

The Yongping monk in the golden bell jar squatted slightly, took a horse step, stretched out his hands slightly forward, and a stream of true qi erupted from the body, fusing with the golden bell jar outside the body, integrating inside and outside, and said in a voice like a bell: "Dao Chief, please!"

Yan Cheng stood behind his master, his eyes fixed on the True Yang Taoist priest sitting there.

He heard the master say on the road that this reclusive Taoist priest is extremely powerful, and he definitely belongs to an existence that cannot be easily provoked, so he must be low-key when he comes here.

Therefore, he was very curious, this old Taoist priest sat there without getting up, how to crack the golden bell jar mastery that his master had cultivated for decades?

Also, the apprentice of the old Taoist priest, thinking of a bamboo pole, seems to be very ordinary?

Yan Cheng's eyes swept over Jiang Zhenwu, flashing a hint of contempt, and then continued to stare at the True Yang Daoist.

I saw that the True Yang Taoist priest slowly stretched out his palm, looked at Monk Yongping and said lightly: "Your golden bell jar is indeed good, but it is far from reaching the peak and running the realm of yin and yang, and there are many flaws. However, I won't explore your flaws, otherwise I will say that my old way is not good and bullies the younger generation. ”

"I'll break the law with my strength!"

The True Yang Daoist's voice was loud, like the dull sound of a sledgehammer hitting the earth.

Then, in the stares of Yongping and Yancheng Master and Apprentice, the True Yang Daoist suddenly flipped his palm, palms facing down, and pressed suddenly.

There are no bells and whistles, just flip the palm of your hand and press it in the air!

Yongping and Yancheng Master and Apprentice were slightly stunned for a moment, not knowing what the True Yang Daoist was doing.

But the next moment!

The Yongping monk in the golden bell jar suddenly changed his expression, and a majestic and boundless force appeared out of thin air above his head, suppressing him to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Rumble......

There was a muffled sound.

Monk Yongping lay directly on the ground, and the golden bell jar emitted a golden halo that shattered in the air, but there was still a layer of tough pale golden halo clinging to his body, protecting his body.

But!

The palm of the True Yang Daoist fell again, and with a bang, it slapped directly on the table.

Monk Yongping over there also made a loud noise, the whole person was pressed into the soil by a huge force, the golden bell jar on his body was completely shattered, the whole body trembled and could not move in the soil, and the monk's robe on his body was already broken, revealing the bronze muscle skin inside.

However, the bones and joints of his limbs were more or less strangely twisted, and they were actually crushed by the huge force.

Burst!

Monk Yongping lay on his back in the dirt and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of shock and a hint of misery.

This is his own death!

Yan Cheng next to him saw that the master was so miserable, and the True Yang Taoist priest never got up from beginning to end, but he hit his master into the dirt with a volley of palms, the golden bell jar was broken, his limbs were twisted, and he couldn't get up again at all, he was already stunned by shock, and at this moment, he suddenly woke up when he saw the master vomiting blood, shouted "master", and then pounced and helped the master up.

"I, I, I'm fine, just go back and recuperate with a little injury. ”

Monk Yongping said to his apprentice with a trembling voice.

Yan Cheng nodded vigorously, then glanced back at Daoist Zhenyang and Jiang Zhenwu, there was a resentment in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Dao Chief, thank you for your mercy. ”

Monk Yongping looked at the True Yang Daoist and said very self-knowingly, with a hint of gratitude in his tone.

Because, he knew that if the True Yang Daoist wanted to kill him just now, that palm would be enough.

"No, bring a word to the line. ”

The True Yang Daoist said in an indifferent tone: "Don't covet things that don't belong to you, otherwise, it may bring you great disasters." ”

Monk Yongping looked bitter, he didn't dare to say a word at the moment, nodded and said, "Yes, I will bring back the words of the Taoist leader!"

"Let's go, then. ”

The True Yang Daoist waved his hand and said like a fly.

"Master!"

Monk Yancheng looked at the master with some unconvinced.

However, Monk Yongping glared at his apprentice and said in a deep voice, "Go!"

Monk Yancheng didn't dare to refute, quickly put the master on his back, and then hurried down the mountain.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

In the courtyard, only the True Yang Daoist and Jiang Zhenwu Master and Apprentice were left.

"These monks always want to plot something that doesn't belong to them. ”

The True Yang Daoist said coldly, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Zhenwu didn't dare to comment on this casually, he hadn't experienced those things, and he hadn't had too much intersection with Shaolin monks, so he just asked curiously: "Master, how many people are competing for this Kyushu Ding this time?"

The True Yang Taoist priest poured a cup of tea, calmed down his emotions, and said in a solemn tone: "I have seen those who have come here, there are Wudang, Qingcheng, and Shaolin just now, this is considered that those three old guys gave me face." However, there are still many that don't give me face. For example, Longhu Mountain, Quanzhen Sect, Wutai Mountain, and Kunlun will inevitably participate, but none of them have ever come to see me. ”

"Also, the Shenzhou government will not sit idly by, so this matter is very complicated. In this way, it can also ensure that this treasure of Shenzhou will not be lost overseas, and I am too lazy to come forward, but I don't know who will end up in the hands. You can just show your face as you like, and it's your chance to prove yourself to those people!"

Jiang Zhenwu felt a trace of pressure, those were all thousand-year-old sects, and there were also holy places of Buddhism and Taoism.

"Master, who is the seller?"

Jiang Zhenwu asked.

He didn't think that the seller would not know the meaning of this treasure, but he actually chose to sell it abroad, so the seller is the scourge on the land of Shenzhou, and if it is not eradicated, it will inevitably cause endless harm in the future.

The True Yang Daoist shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know, I haven't walked down the mountain for a long time, this matter is something that an old friend came to tell me, I just knew, such a person will exist at any time, and anything can be sold for his own selfishness." ”

"You recently went to the provincial capital? I see that your breath is calm, and it seems that you have made a breakthrough again, which is good. ”

The True Yang Daoist glanced at Jiang Zhenwu carefully, and his tone was delighted.

Jiang Zhenwu smiled and said: "It's a breakthrough, I recently got two flavors of medicinal materials in the provincial capital by chance, so I specially sent them to the master, maybe the master will use them in your alchemy!"

As he spoke, Jiang Zhenwu took out two medicinal herbs from his arms, both of which are specialties of the Iron Ridge Mountain Range, one of which is an iron root grass, and the other is a cold medicinal material that is diametrically opposed to the herbal properties of the iron root, the cold star fruit, and the medicinal properties are definitely more than a thousand years old on the land of Shenzhou, which can be called a miracle medicine here.

Seeing these two medicinal materials, the True Yang Daoist also widened his eyes slightly, and his emotions were a little excited, he had used the iron root grass last time, and he had specially refined a bottle of elixir for Jiang Zhenwu, and the Cold Star Fruit was the first time he had seen it, but with his keen sense, he could naturally clearly feel the essence and condensed cold breath in it, which was an excellent magic medicine that was not lost to the Heavenly Millennium Mountain Snow Lotus.

He picked up the Cold Star Fruit, and after careful induction, he said in admiration: "Okay, good, good! With these two medicinal materials, I can refine the pill that I want to refine, but I haven't been able to use." ”

Jiang Zhenwu was also slightly stunned, then thought for a moment, frowned and asked, "The master wants to refine the Mixed Yuan Pill?"

This elixir, he also saw the pill from the ancient books of that sect, its main medicine is to be an excellent elixir with the two attributes of yin and yang, and then mix the two qi of yin and yang into one, and finally become a chaotic breath, condensed into an elixir.

However, this Dan recipe was extremely difficult to refine, and Jiang Zhenwu had never thought of it.

However, if it is refined, then it can get great benefits.

The Mixed Yuan Pill, its greatest effect, is to allow the cultivator's body to be tempered into an existence like the Mixed Yuan attribute, which can hold more true qi, and at the same time, it can also make the true qi more pure, and it is the best elixir to break through the bottleneck after cultivating to an extremely high realm.

With Jiang Zhenwu's current realm, he is far from being used!

He just planned to use these two medicinal materials to mix the hearts of the five fierce beasts to refine the beast body pill, the best pill that boiled the foundation of the body.

Unexpectedly, the master would actually use it to refine the Mixed Yuan Dan!

Could it be that the master wants to use it to break through the bottleneck?

Jiang Zhenwu looked at his master, Daoist Zhenyang.

The True Yang Daoist carefully inspected the two medicinal materials again, they were definitely the best magic medicines that met the requirements, his eyes flashed with a halo of rapid thinking, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, it's the Mixed Yuan Pill!" Old Dao, I originally thought that I would have to stay on this Hongquan Mountain for more than ten years to break through that layer of realm, but I didn't expect you to give me such a big gift, if I can successfully refine the Mixed Yuan Pill, I will be able to break through within a year, and I will be able to go down the mountain with confidence when the time comes!"

Jiang Zhenwu asked curiously, "Master, if you can't break through the realm, you can't go down the mountain?"

He didn't understand much about it, did this mountain restrict the master's actions?

The True Yang Daoist quickly put away the two herbs, suppressed his excitement, and said calmly: "It's not that you can't go down the mountain, but once you go down the mountain, maybe the accumulation of previous cultivation will be discounted." You also roughly know that my Hongquan Mountain is not an ordinary place, and the aura on the mountain is more intense than in the world, although it is not as good as the blessed land of those thousand-year-old sects, it can be regarded as a rare treasure land. I have been cultivating on this mountain for decades, and I have adapted to this spiritual energy concentration, and my strength here is also stronger, so it is best to break through the realm in one go, so if I can not go down the mountain, I will not go down the mountain!"

Jiang Zhenwu's expression was sudden, and he couldn't help but think of the Land of Runes, where the entire heaven and earth were full of spiritual energy, far surpassing this Hongquan Mountain.

If the master can go to the Land of Runes to cultivate, he may be able to break through the realm in a very short period of time, right?

It's a pity that he can't bring the master over.

"After you have been training in the world for ten years and have cultivated to a certain level, you can also choose to come to the mountains to cultivate. ”

The True Yang Daoist looked at Jiang Zhenwu and said, "You may not feel it now, but when you break through to the advanced realm in your cultivation in the future, you will find that it is difficult to break through in the world, not only because there are many people there, but also because there is not enough concentration of spiritual energy for you to comprehend the realm." ”

"So, every top master like you, Master, will choose to cultivate and escape the world?"

Jiang Zhenwu asked.

The True Yang Daoist nodded: "Yes, this is the main reason why they can't escape from the world." However, you are still very close to that state. The hegemony boxing method you practice is mainly horizontal training, majoring in the body and tapping the potential of the body, so the requirements for aura energy are not high. After I refine the Mixed Yuan Pill, there should be more than two, and I will leave you one, and you can take it at the critical moment when you break through the realm in the future!"

Jiang Zhenwu smiled and said to the master: "Thank you, master, but I don't need the mixed yuan pill, master, if you have more, just keep it for later." ”

"Hehe, I'm old, won't everything be yours in the future?"

The True Yang Daoist also smiled and said lightly: "Let's stay and eat today, you will have to go to school in other places in a while, but I am afraid that there will be few opportunities to see you by then." ”

Speaking of which, the True Yang Daoist was a little melancholy, and he was also very reluctant to leave Jiang Zhenwu.

However, he didn't say anything more, got up and went to cook.

Jiang Zhenwu also suppressed the emotional beating in his heart, said hello to the master and went to the basement to look at the ancient books inside!

Yamashita.

Yan Cheng ran down with his master Yongping on his back, put the master on a business car, looked at the master and said in a firm tone: "Master, don't worry, I will avenge you!"

Monk Yongping overflowed with an ugly smile, shook his head and said, "Disciple, you don't have to be so persistent in hatred, the Taoist chief has already shown mercy to his subordinates, and you have no chance to take revenge in this life!"

Yan Cheng thought of the picture of the True Yang Taoist just now beating his master into the dirt and not being able to turn over, and his heart was still shocked, knowing that he probably would not be able to find the True Yang Taoist for revenge in his life.

However, the True Yang Daoist also has apprentices!

Yan Cheng said in a deep voice: "Master, don't worry, I'm not looking for that old Taoist, I'm looking for his apprentice!"

Monk Yongping was slightly stunned, and the figure of an emaciated and calm young man standing beside the True Yang Taoist just now flashed in his mind.