Wang Cheng looked at the bright light monk and did not answer.

"Old monk, my apprentice has an agreement with Mingde. It's not a beacon with you, you pretend to be Mingde to calculate me, I didn't settle accounts with you, you have already earned. ”

The Changhe Taoist stared at the bright lamp monk and said in a deep voice: "Don't think that my old Taoist priest is at your mercy. ”

Monk Mingdeng shook his head and said, "Daoist, you are too worried, I will return to the Central Plains this time, first, to take revenge, and second, to open the mountain gate of my Vajra Sect." There won't be any disadvantage to your apprentice, he is now carrying my Vajra Sect's Dragon Elephant Fist Technique, and it is not necessary that my Vajra Sect will rely on him to inherit it in the future. ”

"He is a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain. ”

Daoist Changhe said undoubtedly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Now, the apprentice Wang Cheng is what the Changhe Taoist priest values the most, and he also thinks that the biggest gain in this life is the strongest hope of Wusheng Mountain.

If anyone wants to beat Wang Cheng's attention, then the Changhe Taoist priest will fight the other party to the end at any cost.

"Of course, he is your Martial Saint Mountain disciple. ”

Monk Minglan said slowly: "However, his Dragon Elephant Fist is still passed on by me. Therefore, this time I just want to rely on the true intent of the dragon elephant he comprehended to open the mountain gate of my Vajra Sect. Everything I promised before is still valid, and I will help him solve the problem of reversing qi and blood. ”

Wang Cheng's heart shook slightly, and only then did he remember that the qi and blood in his body were still reversing. He had recently broken through in his cultivation again, and he had an adventure, the super superb jade stone had melted and fused into his body, and he could no longer feel the discomfort caused by the retrograde movement of qi and blood, so he had unconsciously forgotten such an important matter.

Although, qi and blood retrograde is immortal. The strength has increased greatly!

But. Wang Cheng still wants to be a returner. Starting from people and becoming immortals naturally step by step is the royal road.

"I'm afraid that the master will have a bigger plan when he returns to the Indian Buddhism, right?"

Wang Cheng looked at the bright lamp monk and asked calmly.

A wry smile overflowed from the corner of Ming Deng's mouth, knowing that none of the people he was facing were stupid people, and said bluntly: "I have also been dying for a short time, but I have an obsession and want to go back to Buddhism to do something." I hope you'll see it for Matilda's sake. Help me this time. ”

Wang Cheng didn't speak anymore and looked at his master.

Rumble......

The Changhe Taoist suddenly stretched out his palm, slapped the head of the Ming Lantern monk with one palm, and a layer of Gang Qi condensed on the palm.

Wang Cheng and Bale were both slightly surprised, they didn't expect that Daoist Changhe would suddenly make a move.

However, the monk of the bright lantern faced it calmly, just folded his hands and did not make any movements, allowing the Taoist priest to slap it down, as if he didn't see it.

Call............

The palm of the Long Crane Taoist priest stopped on the head of the Bright Lantern Monk. A palm wind blew on the face of the bright lamp monk. The palm of the Changhe Taoist priest stopped, and there was only a slight gap between the head of the monk of the bright lantern.

A little further. With the strength of the Changhe Taoist, he is definitely able to smash the head of the bright lamp monk with one palm.

"Dao Chief, the old man has already solved life and death. ”

Monk Minglan clasped his hands together and said in an indifferent tone.

Wang Cheng said in a low voice: "Master, I can go to the Western Regions with Master Minglantern." ”

"Thank you for your forgiveness. ”

As soon as the monk's eyes lit up, he immediately hit the snake and said on the stick.

Daoist Changhe was not ambiguous, and immediately said, "Okay, since my apprentice has agreed." Then I will accompany you with my apprentice to the Western Regions Vajra Sect. Old bald donkey, if you dare to calculate us, I don't mind letting the Vajra Sect really wipe out. ”

"Don't worry, the old man won't let you suffer. ”

Monk Minglan immediately agreed with a full promise: "Wusheng Mountain and my Vajra Sect have no grievances, and I have no reason to harm you." ”

Bale, who was next to him, said, "Changhe, then you and your apprentice should go." I won't go, I'll go back to Wusheng Mountain first and wait for you. ”

The Taoist priest knew that Balak was now completely disheartened and wanted to go back to rest and stop moving. He didn't say much, took out a black jade plaque from his coat pocket, handed it to Bale, and said, "You go back to Wusheng Mountain, give this to Changxu Dao Chief, and he will arrange for you." ”

This is a token of the Changhe Taoist priest in Wusheng Mountain.

Bale nodded, he knew this thing, put the jade plate in his hand, and said to the Changhe Taoist priest: "Then you take care." As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Cheng deeply and said, "Wang Cheng, you are optimistic about your master." ”

Wang Cheng solemnly promised: "Senior, don't worry, I won't let my master have anything to do." ”

Wang Cheng is most clear about the situation of the master Changhe Taoist, and he also knows that the master will be fine in a short time, but after a long time, it is difficult to say.

Moreover, once something happens, it is a major event that cannot be recovered.

The Taoist priest Changhe looked impatient and didn't want to mention it, so he waved his hand at Balak and motioned for him to hurry up.

Balak smiled bitterly, knowing that he was disliked. At that moment, he didn't drag the mud and water, turned around and walked towards the south, a person, a shadow, very relaxed and chic.

Wang Cheng patted the red snow beside him and looked at the west.

To be honest, he's always been curious about the northwest direction.

Because it is a meeting place, a place where Chinese martial arts and Indian martial arts meet, and at the same time, there is also the culture of the Arab people, and there will be some martial arts inheritance.

It is the place where the three major Asian cultures meet.

When he cultivated the Dragon Elephant Fist and reached the second realm of touch, he felt a deeper mystery. This supreme fist method from the Vajra Sect naturally contains the secret cultivation method from India.

It also shows that the Vajra sect was indeed transmitted from Indian Buddhism.

At this moment, in the breath of the second realm god elephant that he comprehended, when the heart veins were transporting qi and blood, there was a trace of a secret method to drive the lungs to breathe.

The deeper the cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Fist Method, the more secret cultivation methods of Indian Buddhism will be. Wang Cheng has a hunch that this boxing method is cultivated to the end, and it is likely to be an internal boxing method that integrates many martial arts mysteries of China and India.

This also explains why this method has so many incredible effects in the end. Neither the heavens nor the earth are comprehended. I don't understand everything else. You only need to cultivate your own qi and blood. If you comprehend the mysteries of the dragon elephant, you will naturally enter the innate realm, and even enter the higher realm above the innate in the end.

Go to the Vajra Sect to have a look, even if you can't solve the problem of qi and blood retrograde, you can also find some mysteries of Indian Buddhist martial arts.

This is Wang Cheng's plan.

Monk Minglan stood up, and was about to grab the bag on the ground and try to resist it on his shoulder, which contained Na Ye's body.

Wang Cheng took the initiative to say, "Master, I'll help." ”

The bright light monk looked at the sweaty BMW beside Wang Cheng. He looked at the Taoist priest again. After he got the nod of permission from the Changhe Daoist, he handed the bag containing the corpse in his hand to Wang Cheng and said, "Pay attention, this corpse is very heavy. He has already stepped into the innate secret realm with one foot, comprehended the mystery of innate breathing, and his body began to be reborn, which is a relatively long process, but it is a pity that he died in our hands, a master who is about to achieve the innate karma, just disappeared. ”

said. There was really some regret in the tone of the monk Minglantern.

This is the regret of one warrior for another.

Wang Cheng took Na Ye's corpse with a hint of curiosity, and indeed felt a sinking in his hand. Na Ye is a big guy. With a height of more than one meter and eight meters, although he is not full of bulging muscles, his body is estimated to be at least about 100 kilograms, but Wang Cheng can feel that the corpse in his hand is at least nearly 250 kilograms.

In this way, Na Ye's body is nearly twice as heavy as an ordinary person of the same size!

Something magical.

Moreover, Wang Cheng also touched the bones and veins of Na Ye's corpse. After all this time, he could still feel the temperature of his body, and the blood was still running very slowly without a heartbeat.

So amazing?

Wang Cheng opened the bag and looked at Na Ye's face with his eyes closed, looking very calm and serene. He reached out and touched it between his snorts, and instead of touching it away, he felt it for a full dozen breaths, and then his fingers suddenly trembled......

Because, he was sure he felt a hint of nothingness!

In an instant, his face became extremely serious, and he put Na Ye's body on horseback, and then caught up with Master and Master Minglantern.

"Master Minglantern, what kind of boxing technique did Na Ye practice back then?"

Wang Cheng asked curiously.

Monk Mingdeng was stunned for a moment, then slowed down and thought about it carefully, and frowned: "The old man doesn't know either. Ming Ye started after me, and by that time I had already gone to the Indian Buddhist sect, and I had never met him. However, according to the information I know, he is practicing the most powerful fist technique of the Vajra Sect. ”

"Didn't the master say that the most powerful thing in the Vajra Sect is the Dragon Elephant Fist Technique?"

Wang Cheng asked rhetorically.

The bright lamp monk looked at the Taoist priest of Changhe.

The Changhe Taoist priest spoke: "The Dragon Elephant Fist Method is too difficult to practice, and the King Kong Sect has already regarded the Dragon Elephant Fist Method as a foundation building fist method. The Vajra Sect also has another powerful boxing method, but all along, the rule of the Vajra Sect is that this boxing method is only passed on to the head of the sect, which may be the main reason for Ming Ye's rebellion back then, because he can't become the head. In order to get the inheritance of this boxing method, he can only sentence the master and snatch this boxing method. ”

"So what is this boxing technique, and what is the effect?"

Wang Cheng was even more curious.

Daoist Changhe shook his head and said, "I knew Mingde back then, he was the head of the inner decision, and he didn't know it himself. Because, only after you really become the head can you know and start cultivating, and no one else knows the secret of this boxing method, or even the name. ”

So mysterious?

Wang Cheng looked at the bright lamp monk again.

The monk also shook his head and said: "What the Taoist chief said is right, this boxing method can only be contacted by one person in the past generations, and no one else knows, we only know that there is one of the most powerful master boxing methods, but what is the boxing method and what magical effects it has, no one knows." ”

"However, as far as I know, this fist method is a supreme fist method inherited from the Indian Buddhism, and the secret method of the Eight or Nine Buddhas is collectively known as the two supreme fist methods of the Buddha Sect, one inside and one outside, there is an incredible wonder!"

Wang Cheng didn't ask any more, and looked back at the corpse of Monk Mingye on horseback, and his brows furrowed even more.

The secret method of the eight or nine Buddhas is in his pocket, but he doesn't have time to study it now. Moreover, he didn't want the Bright Lantern Monk to know that he had obtained the secret method of the Eight or Nine Buddhas.

He has already practiced the Dragon Elephant Fist Method, which makes him dissatisfied, if he still lets this old monk know that the secret method of the Eight or Nine Buddhas is in his hands, he is afraid that this old monk will have evil thoughts in his heart.

The three of them walked slowly in the northwest direction, leaving a series of footprints on the snow-white hills.

Every step Wang Cheng takes, he is experiencing the true meaning of the gods, and at the same time running the pulse of the earth, always experiencing the breath of the earth, a stream of cold breath from the earth to the feet, and then spread to every inch of the body, this is the pure earth's veins of the evil qi, with the earth to quench the body.

The magic of cultivating the power of the two elephants of the Dragon Elephant Fist and the evil qi quenching body of the Earth Evil Fist is that you have to keep walking and keep using your feet to understand the mysteries of the earth.

Wang Cheng is in this process at the moment, and the power of the two images in his body is growing all the time, and at the same time, after being quenched by the evil qi, it is integrated into the limbs and hundreds of bones, and the five internal organs.

It's a wonderful cultivation process.

When the three of them reached the afternoon, there was still an empty area around them, there was no place to stay, not a single mountain, only the endless snow white, and the bitter cold wind.

However, none of the three were ordinary people, and the cold had no effect on them.

Therefore, even when night fell, the three of them did not stop, and still walked quickly towards the northwest.

The monk walked as if the grinding wheel was moving, and every step was extremely solid, and the steps were deep, like a Buddha Vajra walking in the world.

And the Changhe Taoist priest, every step seems a little ethereal, and at the same time a little heavy, very contradictory. This is because the old Taoist priest did not fully comprehend the mysteries of Tiangang and Disha, so he could not fully control the artistic conception of Tiangang and Disha, and could only use them reluctantly. He can only suppress this internal contradiction in his body with strong qi and blood, and once it gets out of control, he will have endless troubles.

Wang Cheng walked a little more magical than the two masters, stepping on the deepest every step, as if an elephant was stepping on the earth fiercely, but the steps were very fine, as if his feet had never left the ground, and there were no footprints left on the snow, but two lines......

The howling cold wind in the dark night did not cause any obstacles to the three of them, but instead walked faster and faster, so that the flow of qi and blood was so fast that it could be lower than the severe cold.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the sun was rising, that the three of them walked hundreds of kilometers before they saw a figure appear.

It was two black-faced men riding red horses, both with long-barreled shotguns in their hands, chasing a yellow sheep.

Bang......

One of the black-faced men had good marksmanship, and with a single shot hit the yellow sheep in the thigh, the yellow sheep let out a low scream, and then fell to the ground struggling to get up.

Another big man caught up, scooped up the injured yellow sheep, punched the yellow sheep in the head, knocked him unconscious, and then fell on the back of the horse and tied it up, laughing and said: "Good marksmanship......

The laughter came to an abrupt end on the snowy field.

Because, the two of them saw Wang Cheng and the three of them, as well as the sweaty BMW that the horseman couldn't take his eyes off at a glance. (To be continued.) )