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Looking at Wang Chengyan's expression and some immature faces, Monk Mingde flashed a trace of complicated feelings. He didn't immediately answer Wang Cheng's words, calmed down his breath, and said lightly: "What about the old way?"

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, and replied truthfully: "The master should still be inside, did you come over and notify my master in advance?"

Monk Mingde shook his head, strode in directly, and said as he walked: "I came here in an emergency, and I didn't contact your master, how is your master's health recently?"

"The master is in good health, thank you for your concern. ”

Wang Cheng replied without humility or arrogance.

Monk Mingde was in front, Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu were behind, and walked in together.

Yang Qingyu clenched his fists and still didn't relax. Her delicate mind felt that this Mingde monk was exuding great danger all over her body.

It seems that a casual punch by Monk Mingde can kill her and Wang Cheng!

This kind of intuition from the bottom of his heart about danger, Yang Qingyu has never ignored it, and will only be more vigilant and vigilant.

However, Wang Cheng seemed very relaxed, he knew that Monk Mingde would not do anything to him.

Along the way, none of the three spoke, only the sound of steady footsteps. The cultivation of the Mingde monk was unfathomable, and he could already hear the breathing movement of the Changhe Taoist, so without Wang Cheng's guidance, he came directly to the small courtyard where Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu lived.

This made Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu even more shocked in their hearts, such an internal cultivation was something they couldn't imagine now.

Walk into the courtyard. I saw that the Taoist priest of Changhe was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea slowly. See the monk Mingde. His expression was still calm, and he just waved his hand casually and said, "The monk is here, sit down and drink tea." ”

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu both knew in their hearts that Monk Mingde could sense the breath of the old Dao, so the old Dao would definitely be able to detect the breath of the monk Mingde, so the two of them had already known that each other was nearby.

Monk Mingde walked over calmly and sat down according to his words. Picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, before he said in a deep voice: "You know I'm coming?"

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu came to the back of the Changhe Taoist priest and stood quietly, there were two seniors here at this time, and the two juniors had no chance to speak.

The Changhe Taoist priest waved his hand casually and said, "Wang Cheng, Qingyu, don't be so restrained, the monk is not an outsider, sit down and drink tea together." Then he looked at Monk Mingde and said, "I'll count the time." It's almost fast. I asked you for a dragon elephant fist, and you lost it to me. So I don't owe you anything. And you want to rob my apprentice who has been waiting for me all my life, hehe, monk, your abacus is also fine. ”

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu glanced at each other, did not sit down, and still stood behind the old Taoist.

Monk Mingde raised his eyes and carefully condensed Wang Cheng's eyes, looked at Taoist Changhe again, and said in a loud voice: "Old Dao, we have known each other for so many years, and the Ming people don't say dark words, and after a month, I want to borrow your apprentice Wang Cheng to use it, and you say it's okay?"

The teacup in the hand of Taoist Changhe stopped in mid-air, looked at Monk Mingde, and said lightly: "I said no!"

Monk Mingde's breathing slowed down instantly, becoming extremely long, and his eyes also met the gaze of Taoist Changhe, and he said in a deep voice: "If you can't do it, you can do it, this matter is related to my master's inheritance;

Daoist Changhe shook his head firmly, and said sternly: "You ask Wang Cheng himself, if he goes, then I have nothing to say." ”

Monk Mingde looked at Wang Cheng, let his voice be as calm as possible, and said: "Wang Cheng, in a month, I need you to do me a favor, and there will be a heavy thank you at that time, and your holiday with my nephew will also be written off, how about it?"

Wang Cheng had many questions in his heart, and asked quietly: "Master, boy, although my strength has improved recently, there is still a huge gap between you and my master, so I shouldn't be able to help you, right?"

Between the words, Wang Cheng vaguely refused.

Monk Mingde's eyes suddenly froze, and he suddenly stretched out a hand, and the big palm of Pu Fan seemed to cover the sky and grabbed Wang Cheng. And the weird thing is that when his arm was straightened, there was still a foot away from Wang Cheng, the arm suddenly vibrate, the bones made a crisp sound, and then the arm that extended to the limit suddenly stretched out again incredibly, pushing the palm in front of Wang Cheng, with a scorching wind!

Call......

The Changhe Taoist priest had already taken precautions, and he also waved his hand closely, and his palm blocked in front of Wang Cheng, and he touched the palm of the monk Mingde firmly.

Bang......

The collision of the two worlds, which is rare among the top masters, did not make an earth-shattering movement, but only made a faint sound of air explosion.

Then, Monk Mingde's arm was quickly retracted, and the arm bones made a crisp sound again, restoring their normal length, and looked at the Changhe Taoist priest with eyes like electricity, and said: "The Wusheng Mountain Tiangang Fist Technique is really extraordinary, Old Dao, you can now truly say that you are the first in the world." ”

The Changhe Taoist shook his head expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Don't dare to be, there are not ten or eight people in the world who are better than me." Monk, just speak well, don't do it. Your bone expansion method can still be used so smoothly, and I also admire the old way. ”

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu were both shocked when they heard it.

It turns out that this is the internal method of bone contraction, so magical.

Just now, Wang Cheng was confident that Monk Mingde's palm couldn't touch him, so he stood there as steady as Mount Tai and didn't move. But he didn't expect that the palm of his hand suddenly stretched out of thin air incredibly, and came to him in an instant, which scared him a lot at that time.

However, the secret method of the monk Mingde seems to be even more magical, because it can not only be shrunk, but also extended! Of course, the legendary king Cheng has never seen it, and he does not dare to say which is better or worse.

But. Wang Cheng also saw the information that his master, Daoist Changhe, knew.

That is. Monk Mingde was at least eighty or ninety years old at this time. The bones of the body are already very old, and they rely entirely on the unfathomable inner cultivation to maintain the vitality of the body. But he still used this bone expansion method so skillfully, almost ignoring the aging of the bones of the body, which shows that the strength and strength of the other party's qi and blood have reached an incredible level.

Terrible!

There were only these two words left in Wang Cheng's heart.

Recently, because he has comprehended many martial arts mysteries one after another, his strength has greatly improved, which has bred some conceit in his heart, thinking that he can already stand in the forefront of the world's martial artists. And now, he knew he was still far from it. These conceited psychology has gradually disappeared in his heart, leaving only some awe and a higher pursuit of martial arts.

"My sect is now called the Vajra Sect, but you don't know it, a thousand years ago, the name of my sect itself was called the Dragon Elephant Sect, and the source was a mystical martial arts school from India. ”

Monk Mingde didn't pay the slightest attention to what he had just done, and continued to say calmly: "The Dragon Elephant Boxing method that Wang Cheng learned is a necessary basic boxing technique that my master has learned. Only by comprehending the mystery of the dragon elephant can we cultivate the supreme mastery of my master, this fist method. It's something that can't be passed on......"

Lao Dao laughed, and his expression turned cold. He shouted without showing weakness: "So what? Old monk, this is a promise you lost to me back then, if you lose, you will lose, and if you give, my apprentice has also practiced, and now you are saying this, do you want to play tricks? Old monk, I can tell you, this matter is in front of me, there is no way." ”

"I have indeed handed over the boxing technique to Wang Cheng, and it is naturally impossible to recover this matter. It was true that I volunteered at first, but now I need to be sure of one thing......"

After saying that, Monk Mingde suddenly shot again, still stretching out a palm, covering Wang Cheng like a cloud. This palm technique seems to be as ethereal as a cloud, but it is very powerful, and the power is absolutely terrifying.

How could the old Taoist priest be defenseless?

Drink......

Immediately, the fiery temper of the Changhe Taoist couldn't help but explode, and with a low shout, he was not afraid to punch out head-on.

Lao Dao's punch is a real Tiangang boxing method, as soon as the boxing method comes out, the surrounding is the condensation of Gang Qi accompaniment, mighty and mighty, such as the way of heaven is clear, such as the avenue is invisible, shrouded in the monk Mingde.

Rumble......

The fists and palms intersected, and this time the movement was not small.

Under a roar, the old Taoist priest's strength exploded, blasting out the breath like a cannonball exploding, and the surroundings were surging in an instant.

And the palm of the monk Mingde is also very good, and he forcibly took the old Taoist's strong outburst, but he didn't move, and still waved his palm again.

Bang bang......

The two of them kept colliding with their fists, making a sound of explosions, and after a few times, the entire courtyard was already in chaos, the glass of all the rooms was shattered, and the doors and windows were blown back and forth by the air current.

Wang Cheng hurriedly pulled Yang Qingyu back, and retreated to the corner of the wall to stabilize his figure. Then he blocked Yang Qingyu behind him, staring at the old Taoist priest and the Mingde monk with his eyes, and his heart was full of doubts and shock.

He didn't know what Monk Mingde wanted to do, and at the same time, he was shocked by the strength of these two people, and he asked himself if he couldn't take any of the two of them at this time.

Yang Qingyu leaned on Wang Cheng's ear and asked in a low voice, "Wang Cheng, are they really fighting?"

Wang Cheng also shook his head, saying that he didn't know if these two old guys were really fighting, or they were joking, so he could only protect himself first.

Looking at the movements of the old monk and the old Taoist priest, it didn't look like they were not joking, but Wang Cheng found that the two were still sitting on the bench and didn't move. Regardless of the surrounding movements, the wooden chairs underneath the buttocks of the two were not damaged in the slightest, and the table between the two was intact.

Obviously, these two top masters still have their hands and deliberately keep the tables and chairs intact.

Wang Cheng's eyes were like torches, staring at the shots of the two, and found that the palm of the monk Mingde could actually confront the master's Tiangang fist head-on, which was obviously an extremely profound and powerful palm technique, and it had not yet been cohesive.

I only saw the big palm of the Pu fan of the monk Mingde condensed and dispersed like thunder in the sky, and the power was very terrifying, and there was no trace to be found.

I went to school every afternoon, and there were no surprises.

Wang Cheng added some inexplicable awe to his heart.

That's when it happened.

Monk Mingde suddenly stomped his feet on the ground, the ground shook slightly, and his body rose to the ground with a snort. Jumped seven or eight meters high at once. Then his body fell towards Wang Cheng like a meteorite. The palm of his hand was like a dark cloud suppressing the majesty of the sky, enveloping Wang Cheng's whole body.

The Changhe Taoist priest was taken aback. I didn't see that the old monk's target was still his apprentice. Immediately, he roared angrily, and suddenly his feet exerted force, shaking the chair under his ass into sawdust powder and scattering it, and his whole body rose into the sky like a cannonball, and his fist brought a roar that tore through the air, smashing it into Monk Mingde, shouting: "Monk, you dare!"

Wang Cheng just stood in the corner of the wall to avoid the rampant air current, but he didn't expect to put himself in a disadvantageous situation. Palm facing the sky falling. He had no way to retreat at all, so he could only hurriedly push Yang Qingyu behind him to the side, and then landed with both feet, and naturally took a horse step that did not move like a mountain, and his hands rotated out, the injured right hand was behind, and the left hand was in front, and the performance was still Tai Chi silk winding hand.

Among the defensive techniques, the one he was most familiar with at this time was Tai Chi, and his right hand could not exert force. You can only use Tai Chi.

And the next moment.

Monk Mingde landed in front of Wang Cheng, and the big palm of Pu Fan directly held Wang Cheng's hands together. The huge force pushed Wang Cheng directly backwards, and with a bang, the wall behind him was directly smashed, and the two entered the room one after the other.

The Changhe Taoist priest followed him to the ground, his face was red, his eyes were like angry eyes of Tianzun, and the moment his feet stepped on the ground, Gang Jin came out with the shaking of his feet, and the ground of the entire courtyard shook, and everything on the ground was shaken off the ground.

Yang Qingyu, who was not far away, felt that his feet were numb for a moment, and his whole body was shaking with qi and blood, and in an instant, he lost control of his qi and blood, and his body suddenly lost the strength to act, so he could only try his best to lean against the wall without falling, his eyes were full of horror, but he still reluctantly shouted loudly: "Dao Chief, save Wang Cheng." ”

Rumble......

The purpose of the old Taoist priest was naturally to save Wang Cheng, he rushed into the room, and the Gang Qi condensed around him accompanied him, and a stream of air rushed out of the room, and all the doors and windows fell directly and flew out.

He saw that the gray monk Mingde was still suppressing Wang Cheng to retreat, and immediately took another step, directly stepped out of a distance of ten meters, came to the back of the monk Mingde, and unceremoniously swung a punch.

Roar......

At the same time, Wang Cheng, who was suppressed by the palm of one hand of the monk Mingde, also tried his best to protect himself at this time, Daomen Taiji was interpreted by him to the extreme of his comprehension, and the qi and blood in his body almost burned, and then his breathing and boxing methods continued to change, Daomen Pure Yang, Earth Evil Fist, Earth Pulsation, Tiger Nine Styles, Tiger Heartbeat, True Dragon Fist, Dragon Elephant Fist, Dragon Elephant Breath, Divine Elephant Pace......

The roar of the tiger and the chanting of the dragon complement each other in this small room, but they still can't stop one of the palms of Monk Mingde!

Wang Cheng felt that his numb right hand seemed to be able to move under the full flow of qi and blood, but he still restrained himself and did not move, so as not to leave lifelong wounds like his master.

I saw that he was the same as the Taoist priest of Changhe at this time, his whole body was full of qi and blood, his face was extremely red, his body seemed to have grown a little bigger, his left hand slowly came out, and he exerted a trace of Tai Chi silk winding hand with the greatest strength in his life, and slightly flicked the palm of the monk Mingde to the side a little distance.

It was the distance from this point that Wang Cheng hurriedly seized the opportunity, and the pace of his feet changed, and he passed past the side of the monk Mingde with an extremely slippery and inexplicable pace, leaving a series of clear footprints on the ground, and the floor was shattered.

A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of Monk Mingde, although he did not go all out against Wang Cheng, but at least he also exerted sixty percent of his strength, even if Yang Youde of Jiangzhou Yang's Taiji was here, he had to deal with it with all his strength to get out.

Wang Cheng can even use Tai Chi to find a gap to get out?

Mingde carefully stared at Wang Cheng's steps, flashing a hint of joy. He didn't pursue, but quickly retreated, and slowly pushed out his palm, because the fist of the Changhe Taoist arrived, and the fist that suddenly rushed out of his palm collided.

The huge Gang energy exploded in an instant, and the tall body of the monk Mingde was directly beaten upside down and flew out, and he hurriedly shouted in the air: "Old Dao, stop, stop fighting." ”

When the Changhe Taoist priest saw Wang Cheng going out with a steady pace, his heart was relieved, and he shouted: "If you don't fight, you won't fight? ”

Then, the old Taoist priest chased after him in one step, and with a wave of his fist, there was a bang, and the air turned into clearly visible ripples and stirred away.

Wang Cheng's steps did not stop, every step was extremely calm, when the soles of his feet grasped the ground, he suddenly felt as if the adhesion was greater, as if the body and the earth were integrated, not only the toes could grasp the ground, but the soles and heels of the feet seemed to be able to grasp the ground and exert force.

This is not the earth pulsation of the Earth Devil Fist Method!

Wang Cheng's heart was shocked, his breathing changed rapidly, and a trace of realization flashed in his heart, knowing that this was the pace of the gods!

Elephants are the largest animals on the ground, on all fours, and they are the most powerful animals with the paws of their feet in contact with the earth.

Wang Cheng's divine elephant pace did not stop, and at a critical and not critical moment, he suddenly comprehended some of the mysteries of the divine elephant pace in the dragon elephant boxing technique, and he was very surprised.

Therefore, he took a direct step and stepped out seven steps of the Divine Elephant in succession, the same step as the last time he comprehended in the provincial capital of Shonan Province. However, at this time, he still had strength left, he was not exhausted like last time, the qi and blood in his body were still churning, and the skin on his body was as red as a soldering iron, and the eighth step slowly fell, which seemed to be slow, but when he landed on the ground, it was extremely powerful, making a slight roar, and at the same time sputtering a piece of dust.

Yang Qingyu saw Wang Cheng walking out, and was about to take a look, but saw that Wang Cheng's body seemed to become unusually tall, and then raised his steps extremely slowly. She also immediately stopped her steps, and looked at Wang Cheng with her eyes moving, knowing that Wang Cheng might have comprehended something, so she didn't rush up to disturb Wang Cheng.

The ninth step, the last step, is only the last, the most crucial step. Once this step is completely taken and the soles of the feet are fully touched to the ground, a huge change will occur, and the core mystery of the Dragon Elephant Fist will be thoroughly comprehended.

Wang Cheng's breath was like an elephant's breath, very heavy, and the breath he exhaled turned into a white exercise, blowing up the dust that had just fallen on the ground again. He felt that his right foot seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds at this time, and even if he used the strength to feed, he could only slowly lift a slight distance.

However, he could not stop, his breathing continued to maintain a huge conformity, and his right foot continued to slowly lift little by little. A majestic idol gradually appeared in his mind, and this idol was slowly stepping out of a thick paw.

In the back room, the old Taoist priest of Changhe did not stop, and continued to pursue the monk Mingde, the two continued to fight, the movement was earth-shattering, the whole house was crumbling, and a violent air flow came out of it.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyu hurriedly ran over to guard Wang Cheng's back, wanting to resist the impact for Wang Cheng when the house collapsed. (To be continued......)