Venerable Panlong clasped his hands together, urged his true qi, and slapped his left hand towards Ji Yang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A dazzling golden light flashed, ordinary people couldn't see its form clearly, but Ji Yang could see it clearly. It was an extremely condensed golden palm, with clear and lifelike lines on it.

The two sides were ten steps apart, and the golden palm attacked in front of Ji Yang in the blink of an eye, and was scattered by him. Ji Yang didn't urge Zhenyuan, and simply used his body strength to shatter the palm of the Panlong Venerable, effortlessly.

Venerable Panlong was shocked, his move was called the Great Buddha Hand, and the power of the Ninefold Realm could open the mountain and crack the stone. Ji Yang smashed it casually, and his martial arts were obviously above his unknown realm, and it must be above the innate level. The congenital master belongs to the Dharma king level in Tibetan Buddhism, that is, the leader of Tibetan Buddhism, and there is a Dharma King in Ta'er Temple, the Four Venerables.

"You're doing a good job, what's your name?" Ji Yang asked, he was quite interested in Tibetan martial arts.

"Tantric Martial Arts Great Buddha Hand." Venerable Panlong said.

"Well, what else will His Holiness do, you can use it together, I want to see it." Ji Yang said.

"Master Ji's miraculous skills are world-famous, and the little monk is ashamed of himself." Venerable Panlong knew each other very well, and his tone became polite: "You want to see the senior monk of this temple, the junior monk can introduce you, please go here." ”

He never mentioned the matter of asking for advice, because the strength shown by Ji Yang was too strong, and he knew that he would only bring humiliation on himself if he made another move. Venerable Panlong opened the door of the meditation room and led Ji Yang and the two to the Mingwang Courtyard at the highest point of Taer Temple, where the glazed window flowers, jade floors, and pillars and beams were gold-dusted. The big Buddhas and arhats are all pure copper, and the largest bronze Buddha is as high as five zhang, and it is estimated that it weighs tens of thousands of catties.

Walking all the way in, Ji Yang secretly said in his heart: These Dharma kings sealed by the imperial court are majestic and solemn on the surface, and secretly use their privileges to oppress the local people, otherwise how could they get so much money to build such a magnificent temple.

However, corruption is good, if these lamas are not corrupt, it will be difficult for Ji Yang to deal with them in the future.

"King Dawei Ming, disciple Venerable Panlong asks to see." Venerable Panlong saluted to the inner court.

"Come in." Hundreds of paces away, but the sound was clear.

Walking into the main hall, there are hundreds of lamas meditating and chanting scriptures, and the throne above is a big monk with a slightly fat body. This person's throne is full of gold, surrounded by colorful gemstones, red, green, blue and yellow are extraordinary.

King Dawei Ming opened his eyes, and all the lamas stopped chanting.

"King Weiming." Venerable Panlong saluted again.

"Venerable Panlong, please sit down with the two benefactors." The fat monk said, and immediately someone took three futons and put them underneath.

"You're welcome, I'm not used to sitting under other people." Ji Yang replied.

This Great Wei Ming King is sitting too high, if Ji Yang sits below, it is equivalent to his feet. Hearing Ji Yang's words, the lamas showed displeasure, and King Dawei Ming waved his hand and asked someone to remove the futon.

"The two donors have their names?" King Dawei Ming was still sitting cross-legged, and he had no intention of talking to them equally.

"King Dawei Ming, Ji came here this time to learn Tantric martial arts." Seeing that he looked high, Ji Yang naturally wouldn't be too polite, and stood up with his hands.

"King Ming, Master Ji is the innate realm." Venerable Panlong reminded.

How could King Dawei Ming not feel that Ji Yang and the others had extraordinary martial arts, but he didn't care. Tantra has a profound heritage, and King Dawei Ming cultivates several peerless martial arts, and the internal and external skills are extremely powerful, and ordinary innate masters cannot compare.

Just like two mortals, there is a distinction between thin and strong, the thin scholar has no power to tie the chicken, and the strong soldier can fight ten. Innate masters are also strong and weak, ordinary innate masters are more powerful than the ninefold realm, and innate masters with profound cultivation can kill the ninefold realm in seconds.

King Dawei Ming holds his own tantric martial arts, and unless the other party is also born in a famous family, he can't afford the same realm.

"Tantric martial arts, not everyone can see it, if you want to test martial arts, I advise you to go somewhere else." King Dawei Ming's expression was indifferent, and his tone was calm, but he revealed a sense of superiority that was difficult to hide.

"King Da Wei Ming, it is really powerful." Ji Yang smiled, no longer hiding his momentum.

He didn't deliberately explode his momentum, but just returned to normal, and the Great Wei Ming King and the Panlong Venerable both changed their expressions. Ji Yang's momentum rose sharply, elevated to his normal state, and the king's aura instantly surpassed all the monks present, including King Dawei Ming.

King Da Wei Ming, who was sitting on it, seemed to fall to his feet after being suppressed by Ji Yang's momentum.

"The little monk has just been rude, what kind of sect is it that dares to be the master of Ji?" King Dawei Ming got up and stepped down from the throne, came to Ji Yang, folded his hands and saluted respectfully. Some people are like that, standing high in the face of the weak and groveling in the face of the strong.

This is not the case with Chinese culture, where the Han people pay attention to neither humility nor arrogance, nor arrogance. does not despise the other party because it is weak, and does not despise itself because the other party is strong, so Ji Yang's expression has not changed in any way.

"Ji Mou is the head of the Xingzhu faction, and when he first arrived in your land, he still hoped that King Ming would give him some advice." Ji Yang has only one purpose, to teach tantric martial arts.

"If you don't dare to give advice, we can discuss it with each other." The fat monk smiled.

Xiaolongnu watched the changes in the other party's front and back beside her, her expression was indifferent, and she was quite disdainful in her heart.

Then the two sides walked out of the treasure hall and came to the outside of the Ming King's courtyard.

"Master Ji, the little monk practices the four great martial arts of Tantra, one is the seal of the Ming king, the second is the vajra finger, the third is the big Buddha's hand, and the fourth is the great compassion." King Dawei Ming walked to the center of the courtyard, stood ten steps away from Ji Yang, and proudly introduced: "King Ming's seal is one of the best body refining kung fu, vajra finger is the ultimate finger kung fu, the big Buddha's hand is a subtle palm technique, and the great compassion Fu is a peerless qigong." ”

"Master Ji, why don't we compare the trial body, finger skills, palm techniques and qigong one by one?" King Dawei Ming proposed, but he thought in his heart: Although this person is extraordinary, he may not have practiced so much kung fu, if he doesn't dare to compare, he will be weaker than me.

"Okay, please make the first move." Ji Yang said calmly.

King Dawei Ming's expression changed slightly: Could it be that this person also practices body qigong and is good at finger gong and palm techniques?

Palm Qigong is good to say, as far as he knows, most of the Central Plains martial artists practice Qigong, and palm techniques are also very common. However, refining the body and finger skills are relatively rare, and the vajra finger and the Ming King Seal have always been the finale secret techniques of the Great Wei Ming King.

The thought turned sharply, and King Dawei Ming replied: "Okay, let's compare qigong first." ”

He didn't use any tricks, and after urging the innate true qi, he pushed it out towards Ji Yangping. A thick pale golden true qi rushed towards Ji Yang, like a turbulent wave, and everyone in the audience felt the power of the qi wave, and they all changed color.

But seeing Ji Yang's calm demeanor, he used the Five Qi Chaoyuan with one hand, and the Xuanhuang Qi counterattacked, suppressing the opponent's qi waves, and quickly pushed it to the Great Wei Ming King. King Dawei Ming only lasted for three breaths, and as soon as his arms loosened, he was almost knocked down by the air wave, and he took seven steps back before stopping.

Leaving seven deep footprints on the ground, King Dawei Ming looked at Ji Yang in shock, and then said with a little decadence: "Ji Shi's qigong is world-famous, the little monk is ashamed of himself, and there is no need to compare the palm method, let's compare the body refining kung fu and fingering." You and I don't use qigong, just rely on the body to perform fingering, how about it? ”

Ji Yang nodded and said, "No problem, King Ming, please strike first." ”

After King Dawei Ming calmed down his breath, he no longer urged his true qi, and attacked Ji Yang with only his physical strength. His refining realm was extremely high, running as fast as lightning, and the index finger of his right hand pointed to Ji Yang's middle acupoint.

Ji Yang has obtained several fingering techniques on Xia Ke Island, the most powerful is the Ten Absolute Fingers, followed by the Two Finger Zen. In addition, Ji Yang's finger flicking magic power that he used to use in the past does not necessarily have to urge the true qi, but he can also use his body power to pop out air bullets or stones, or directly play the opponent's body vital points.

King Dawei Ming's vajra finger was hard and fast, Ji Yang was not invincible, his right hand was interspersed under his armpit, and he used the first form of the Ten Absolute Fingers "endless like a wisp". One of his fingers pierced like a silk thread, and his breath was low and weak, intermittent and imperceptible. King Dawei Ming's fingertips were still a little short of Ji Yang's acupoint, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the muscles and bones under his armpit, and his right arm jerked back.

"King Ming be careful." Ji Yang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but smiled faintly.

King Dawei Ming was shocked and frightened, looked around at the disciples who were watching around him, and gritted his teeth to attack Ji Yang again. With so many disciples watching, King Dawei Ming wanted to save face, so he attacked with all his might.

His finger skills were strong, his index finger was as sharp as a sword, his thumb was as hard as a horn, and his knuckles were as tough as iron, and he was constantly interspersed with Ji Yang's vital points, and the disciples could hardly see his offensive clearly. They could only see the phantom of King Daweiming's hands, and the air rattled as he pierced.

Refining the body to such a realm shows that the Tibetan Dharma King does have some ability.