Yun Hua jumped out of the formation with a long sigh of relief, first made a bag to the origin, and then hugged his fists towards the twenty-eight monks one by one, and said slowly: "The kid was rude for a while, and he broke the formation with the advantage of the aura of cultivation, and invited you Haihan." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

He was right. If it were in the past, even if its own internal force was majestic, it would not be able to exert the golden bell jar to the extent that it is invulnerable today. It is even more impossible to perform a long period of time without interruption. Thinking about it like this, this Western Heaven Buddha Cloud Formation is really a treasure of Honghuang Martial Arts.

A monk in the formation shook his head slowly, and looked at the people around him, even if the monk was hit by the iron blocks that were ejected back and forth, he was only hit by the acupoint, and temporarily lost his combat power, not a dead hand. For a while, he had a great impression of the young man in front of him, and he clasped his hands together and said: "Where and where, the donor is well versed in my Bodhi Temple's Heart Sutra, and even if my senior brother is galloping, he is beyond his reach." ”

Ben Yuan nodded and said: "There are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, although you rarely meet opponents in formation, but you will eventually be exhausted." Today, we must practice hard, not only for the Bodhi Temple, but also for the world. ”

All the monks claimed that they were, with a magnificent and uniform spirit, and there was no tendency to fall after defeat.

The people of Shangxuanyuan were secretly frightened for a while, the monks of this Bodhi Temple were not arrogant or impatient, and the abbot master borrowed his strength from this battle to kill two birds with one stone, and the end was worthy of his reputation.

Yun Jing straightened his chest and hugged his fists and said: "I don't know what the kid has done, can you dispel the suspicions in the host's heart?" ”

Ben Yuan glanced at the people in the Upper Xuanyuan, and wanted to nod to welcome the guests, but after thinking about it carefully, what the young man said before was illogical, and he was silent for a while.

Seeing that he was still worried, Yun Jing grinned at the moment and said slowly: "If the kid is not mistaken, the footwork used by the Elder Benjing of the Luohan Hall is the 'Tama Ga Night Venerable's 'Eighty-one Thunder Sound Visualization Bu Gang', which is known for its flexibility and changeability among the seventy-two stunts, is there a mistake?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like thunder roaring, and his face was shocked, and his heart was pounding. And the Benchen Elder beside him was full of surprise.

"This set of footwork is the secret of my Bodhi Temple, even if you look at the current temple, the number of people who practice it is only two hands. I don't know where the little donor heard it? Ben Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the rosary in his hand fluttered quickly.

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Yun Jing breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. When he practiced back then, he had read all the seventy-two stunts of the Bodhi Temple. However, as the so-called too full is a loss, the rigid is easy to break, some stunts conflict with each other, and some cannot be carried out at the same time, but each one needs to consume a lot of time to practice. At that time, he had never seen or heard of anyone in the temple who could use seventy-two stunts at the same time. Although he knew this set of footwork back then, he didn't learn it, and only saw a senior brother use it from a distance. After all these years, the memory is blurred. When I saw it today, with his superb understanding and bold speculation, I still guessed it at a glance.

The young man shook his head and smiled, thinking about it. Thinking about it, since he called himself "Duyi" before, the cheap disciples and grandchildren of this whole temple naturally couldn't run away. If you are timid at this moment, it will be even more difficult to convince the monks. At that moment, he suddenly stepped forward and hummed: "I am not a disciple, I am ashamed of my ancestors." This footwork has been passed on to your generation, and it is really a pearl covered with dust, and it is smiling and generous! ”

Ben Chen's face was furious, and he was about to frown and ask, but Ben Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, but his eyes were fixed on the young man, and he said slowly: "I don't know what the little donor means?" ”

Yun Jing said: "Elder Benjing's steps seem to be exquisite, but in fact, one of them is missing. Thinking of the dignified Tamagaya Venerable's eighty-one thunder sounds, every step is as if stepping on a leaf and a mustard seed, and the end is extremely mysterious and unpredictable.

However, what the elder has stepped on seems to be smooth, but in fact, the steps are not simple enough, as if they were added by themselves, which is suspected of adding snakes; Although the place he stepped on every time was wonderful, it was not strange, as if the peerless chapter had been abruptly interrupted, which was very regrettable.

The so-called one flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, each of these steps is wonderful in stepping on the power of the world, and people can't guess where the next step will be. But now I can see it without bias, isn't it in vain to disgrace this peerless footwork? In my opinion, this step is very tight for hurrying, but against the first-class masters, it can only be beaten. ”

As soon as his voice fell, an angry proverb came from behind the main hall, and he suddenly shouted: "The boy is crazy and looks down on my Bodhi Temple stunts. ”

Everyone looked at it, and it was indeed the Luohan Hall Elder Benjing who had just left.

Yun Jing said: "Back then, it was peerless, but now it can only catch small fish and shrimp." ”

Benjing said: "Since you said that you can see through this footwork, the little monk also has the courage to ask the immortals for advice, to see if the hero has this ability, and can break my footwork without bias." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he flew towards Yun Jing.

Yun Jing took three steps back to open the distance, shook his head and smiled: "Stupid, stupid." Twenty-eight monks have formed the West Heavenly Buddha Cloud Array, and they can't subdue me, how can you behead me under the horse? ”

Benjing was stunned when he heard this, although he was unwilling, but the young man in front of him seemed to be reasonable. Thinking that he is an elder of the Luohan Hall, although he is conceited and his martial arts are also superb, he also asks himself if he is not the opponent of the monks. As soon as he thought of this, he was stunned in place, unable to advance or retreat.

Yun Hua laughed and said, "Besides, as an apprentice, isn't it a great disrespect to the ancestor with swords and soldiers?" ”

He glanced at Baili Yan, Baili Yan comprehended, and saw the young and old-fashioned Hengqiu with his childhood sweetheart posing with the ancestor of the seniors, and he felt a novelty for a while, and smiled.

Immediately after that, a three-foot long sword with a blue body and an infinite sword sound and glow flew out from the girl's palm. This sword was clever and tactful, flying back and forth around everyone, and the sword gang carried rubbed against the air, emitting the sound of the morning sun and phoenix, which made everyone present stunned.

It is the peerless magic sword 'concentric' that transcends the shackles of the fairy sword.

As soon as the concentricity came out, the monks of Bodhi Temple noticed the fairy spirit treasure in it, and they didn't dare to make a mistake, and they were silent for a while.

Seeing that the deterrence had been achieved, Yun Jing laughed and said: "The monks should be in a hurry, let's slow down and make things clear." ”

Ben Yuan said slowly: "It's the junior brother of Benjing who just took the liberty of it, please say it to the donor." ”

Yun Jing nodded and said, "We, the cultivators of the Sanqing Upper Xuanyuan, will never use our power to bully others and discredit our own sect. It was not a wise choice for the elder to use mortal martial arts to confront the cultivators. ”

He paused, "I know that Elder Benjing is not convinced, so let's make a bet, what do you think?" ”

Ben Jing shook his head and said, "Monk, how can you make a joke about the gambling appointment?" ”

Although Yun Hua had only been in contact with this mirror for a short time, he also saw that the old monk in front of him was simple and hot, and his thinking was wooden, so he spread his hands and said: "In this case, let's change the way we put it and make a gentleman's agreement." The young man grinned, "I don't use the Dao method, and I don't use internal force. He looked around, "I don't know which monk borrowed a Qi Mei stick to use it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a monk in the formation who was the same as Yun Hua threw the long stick with his eyebrows in his hand and Yun Hua.

Yun Jing took the stick and saluted, and then said, "I only use this stick to hit the place where the elder's footwork will appear next. Similarly, the Elder can only use footwork, and other stunts cannot be used. In this way, it can be regarded as fair and fair, so as not to say that I am bullying the small with the big and cannot convince you. ”

Benjing nodded, and Yun Jing continued: "If I win, you can borrow the genealogy of the monks of the previous sects of the Bodhi Temple and read it again." If I lose, I'll be at the mercy of the masters. ”

Originally, he wanted to say, "Borrow the 'physical training method' for a look." But the words came to his lips and he swallowed again.

At this moment, it is a sensitive node, and everyone has not yet proved their identity, if they rashly export to refer to the mastery, they are afraid that the monks will be more suspicious. However, if you have confirmed the identity of the patriarch of your sect, let alone practice the physical method, even if you want the moon in the world, I am afraid that the monks will not dare to say a word. Moreover, I am also extremely concerned about what Ben Yuan said, so I opened my mouth to ask for the genealogy of the sect, which has to be said to be an extremely smart choice.

As soon as his voice fell, Baili Yan asked in a low voice: "Xiao Jing, I see that they have deep internal strength, and the steps just now are very tight, are you sure?" ”

Yun Jing said: "Although I haven't learned this step, I saw my senior brother use it back then. Now what they are using seems to be missing a piece, and they have changed from a top-notch martial art to a first-class martial art that does not know how to change. You can rest assured. ”

On the other side, Benjing looked sideways at the abbot and the old monk, Ben Yuan nodded, and Ben Jing said: "So, please teach the little benefactor." ”

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly turned into a gust of wind, and the whole person disappeared on the ground, flashing behind the young man in the next moment.

His figure appeared, and the speed made people frown.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the main hall.

Everyone looked at it, and the young man Yun Jing stood in place, not moving at all, but the eyebrow stick in his hand changed from standing vertically to holding it horizontally. One end of the long stick was the thick palm of the young man, and the other end flew away through the air, but it seemed to be a mountain, and the stick body did not tremble in the slightest.

What's even more surprising is that the head of the stick is pointed directly at the forehead of the mirror, and the two are only half an inch apart.

A trace of cold sweat trickled down the old monk's head and into his eyes. Benjing's heart chuckled, although the wooden stick in front of him was unremarkable, but if the young man blessed the internal force, or the incomparably mysterious spiritual power, a stick poked, and he made it clear that he wanted his head to bloom, where would he still have his life? This stick is like a ray of inspiration, piercing a world in an instant, impartially and completely predicting its own route and body. Benjing's eyelids jumped, and he gasped.

But once it may be a coincidence, this mirror does not intend to admit defeat immediately, and the whole figure flashes again, this time as fast as a shock, leaving an afterimage.

Rao is like this, the young man stood still, didn't even use his eyes, turned his wrist lightly, and sent his palm away, stop! The end of the eyebrow-raising long stick once again stopped exactly half an inch in front of the forehead of the mirror.

Seven or eight times on his face, when the last footwork was completely seen through, Benjing's face turned red, and he took a few steps back and said, "I lost." ”