Facing the sword that pierced the eyebrows, Zong Jing actually smiled at Jiang Xiaolou who fell from the sky, and then closed his eyes indifferently and peacefully......

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "dang" in everyone's ears, and Jiang Xiaolou had already flipped upside down in the air and landed firmly on the ground; However, Zen Master Zongjing still maintained the posture of Fang Cai, asking the Buddha with one hand, holding the Vajra of Veda upside down, facing the sky; It's just that between his eyebrows, there is an extra sword mark, but not a drop of blood flows out!

"Amitabha, Jiang Shi's master moves the magic and cultivates profoundly, and he is worthy of being the disciple of the Qingmang Sword God. But Yue's predecessors were in front of the East Customs that year, and the sword retreated to the north of the small night, and the name shocked the Huayu continent; As a disciple of Yue's predecessors, Zunjia should also have a chivalrous heart and sympathize with the suffering of the common people. Why do you want to be a tiger and try to stop the poor monks and others to pacify the world where this group of demons are dancing? ”

Jiang Xiaolou looked at the blood-dripping wound on his eyebrows, and his heart sank: I didn't expect that this Zongjing great monk of Nanquan Zen Buddhism had really cultivated the body of a golden-bodied Arhat! Since he can practice an ordinary "hard qigong" to such an unthinkable realm; His people, his heart, his talents, and his wisdom are by no means comparable to Lu Ruiniang and his ilk!

Zen avenue, 84,000 methods; There are countless branches of genre that have been derived and changed in various places; It is by no means a matter of words, but it can be said in a few words. But in the eyes of secular people, the monks of the Huayu Continent are only divided into north and south: the monks of the northern school refer to the Nanlin Zen Buddhism that participates in Zen enlightenment and purifies all sentient beings; And the monks of the Southern School refer to the Nanquan Zen Buddhism that tempers the body and subdues greed, that is, the master of the great monk Zongjing.

As for the way to distinguish the two types of monks, it is also very simple: the monks of the northern school hold a wide range of precepts, and most of them are thin monks, peaceful eyes, friendly to others, and have no quarrel with the world; Such monks usually accumulate merit by doing good deeds and convert their followers. Therefore, it is also widely loved and followed by good men and women, and the folk reputation is naturally excellent.

However, the monks of the southern school of Nanquan Zen Buddhism, due to the need to practice martial arts and self-cultivation, only hold the precept of "three pure meats" in terms of diet; As for the precept of drinking, it is not as strict as that of Nanlin Zen Buddhism: they can also drink some of the vegetarian wine that is brewed from the fruit and has already been worshiped by the Buddha.

Due to the difference in living habits and practice methods, the monks of Nanquan Zen Buddhism seem to be strong and strong, not angry and self-threatening; In addition, people who practice martial arts have high voices and strong hearts, so the timid and fearful common people rarely dare to deal with the disciples of Nanquan Zen Buddhism. However, fortunately, the teachings of Nanquan Zen Buddhism are to only cross one's own body, and not pay attention to the universality of sentient beings; Therefore, the monks and laymen of the Minjiang generation have always respected each other and did not disturb each other; And these martial monks often take the initiative to fight against the pirates who attack the border for the purpose of verifying their kung fu, which can be regarded as protecting the territory and the people and accumulating virtue in another sense.

Nanlin Zen Buddhism pays attention to Zen enlightenment, so when the great virtuous monks sit down, they will leave the Buddha bone relics that represent the boundless merit of Buddhism; Nanquan Zen Buddhism pays attention to the cultivation of itself, so where there are high monks who sit down, they will leave a golden body of Arhat that is neither corrupt nor corrupt.

Jiang Xiaolou also couldn't figure out which of the two different forms of the Buddha's treasure was the "Great Dao"; But he had also witnessed the whole process of his mentor Yue Haishan, who had fought with a senior monk of Nanquan Zen Buddhism. In that battle, Yue Haishan turned seven swords into seven and slashed the monk with seven swords; However, the Xuanzi monk that day was also like Zongjing, silent, not dodging, not evading; In the end, the seven sword qi only left seven sword marks, and the wound was still today, but there was no blood......

The blade used by his mentor Yue Haishan that day was also the Qingmang Sword in Jiang Xiaolou's hand!

It was precisely because of these seven swords that he returned in vain that Yue Haishan returned to the sword pool and grounded himself for a year; And the golden body of the Arhat left behind by the Xuanzi generation monk after sitting down is also engraved with clearly visible seven sword marks.

Today, under the city of Hedong, which is full of corpses and blood, the same play is staged again. Today's Jiang Xiaolou is not inferior to Yue Haishan back then; And the scar on the center of Monk Zongjing's eyebrows was far shallower than the seven sword marks he had witnessed back then......

To put it simply, Jiang Xiaolou's cultivation is basically the same as Yue Haishan's; But the great monk Zongjing, compared with his Xuanzi ancestors, is even more blue!

The sword that almost sneaked up on returned in vain, and Jiang Xiaolou, who was dressed in white, still looked fluttering, but he was secretly complaining in his heart: the hard qigong has been cultivated to the point where he has cultivated it, and the ordinary way of capturing the door and breaking the gong is no longer meaningless. His sword qi could only pierce the opponent's flesh and skin, but his internal breath was like a mud cow entering the sea, disintegrating the ice, and he couldn't invade the opponent's meridians at all!

And Zong Jing, who was born with a sword in his eyebrows, let out a long sigh at this time, and said to Jiang Xiaolou:

"The poor monk was born by the sword of the Jiang donor, and the right to use the poor monk's order to resolve the previous covenant between the two parties; Next, the poor monk is willing to follow the example of the sages of your and my two families, and then be honored to drive the six swords, and the right should be the punishment for the poor monk to break the vows and enter the world, be contaminated with red dust, and receive the punishment before the Buddha drives. However, as long as Jiang Shizhu's seven swords have been slashed, the poor monk will rely on the Wei Tuo Demon Pestle in his hand to meet the ancient sword Qingmang in his hand for a while! This battle was not a dispute between the poor monk and Jiang Shizhu's personal martial arts cultivation; The poor monk just wants to borrow Jiang Shizhu's head to end this war as soon as possible......"

The words of the great monk Zongjing sound polite and courteous, and the reason is very tenable; But Jiang Xiaolou felt harsh no matter how he heard it, and he also gave birth to a disgust that went deep into the bone marrow: Yes, your monk Zongjing is a compassionate monk, and he can't bear to see the two armies facing each other and bleeding like a river; Then why do you have to come to the east of the river and stir up the troubled waters of this pool of Qin-Yan disputes? Turn back to your Nanquan Zen Buddhism to serve the Buddha, isn't it more pure and at ease than anything else?

Dare to be in your compassionate heart, the fate of people in this world is fate? Isn't my Jiang Xiaolou's life a fate? Your great monk Zongjing doesn't look like a monk, but like a shrewd tent man!

Jiang Xiaolou forcibly restrained the right hand that was thrown on his trembling hand, and deliberately swaggered as if he pulled out a dazzling sword flower, and the tip of the sword pointed at the compassionate monk Zongjing:

"Master Zongjing is worthy of being a Taoist monk, he can't bear to see the common people fall into suffering, he does not hesitate to throw himself into the hell of murder, and he is willing to suffer the eternal reincarnation, which is really a model for the disciples of Shimen and a model of Huayu morality! The master wants to borrow Jiang someone's head to calm this troubled world, and it makes me an ordinary man like him admire! Except for the masters, who can look at the whole world, throughout the ages, and put down a war with the head of a mere man? I, Jiang, am also willing to believe that with the master's boundless interpretation of the Fa cultivation, killing me alone will definitely save the people in the world; But Jiang someone's head is also born and raised by his parents and educated by his teacher, not given by the common people, and it does not have to be returned to the people! So, I'll give you a definite answer below...... Don't borrow! ”

Hearing this, the great monk Zongjing sighed deeply, his eyes reopened, and two sharp golden lights shot out, looking directly at Jiang Xiaolou:

"After all, this matter is about the people of the world, how can it be abolished because of the wish of one person? Since Jiang Shizhu was unwilling to lend his head, the poor monk had no choice but to take it himself...... Jiang Shizhu, pick up the poor monk's move! ”

On this high-profile battlefield, Jiang Xiaolou publicly expressed his unwillingness to "sacrifice himself" and obediently stood on the opposite side of "benevolence, righteousness and morality"; The previous cliché has been paved and stable, and Zong Jing has no worries in his heart! As for the scenes such as "let the recruit not let the recruit, and not talk about the old" as agreed before, they were all left behind by him.

Zongjing's right palm holding the single pestle moved, changed his attachment to support, and the tip of the pestle rested firmly on his right shoulder, which was a standard Wei Tuo ting pestle style; And the two thighs as thick as stone pillars moved unhurriedly in the direction of Jiang Xiaolou; The two wide barefoot boards stepped on the soft and bloody earth, splashing with a "chirp, chirp" sound......

At this moment, Jiang Xiaolou's fluttering white clothes were also stained with a little blood and mud at the corners of his clothes, and he looked somewhat embarrassed; He clenched the hilt of the Qingmang Sword and stared at Monk Zongjing's waist with his eyes, intending to capture a relatively good opportunity, so he immediately stepped forward to attack!

In the eyes of the monks, the Vedic pestle is just a protective weapon; However, among the weapons of the Jianghu people, they should be counted as Qimen blades; Similar to the "strange guys" such as the judge's pen and the point point, it is good at hitting the enemy's meridian points, and can also use a solid pestle to attack the relatively fragile bones and joints of the human body, which is a typical short and medium blade for defense and counterattack.

Most of the people who make good use of the pestle method on the rivers and lakes are from the Nanquan Zen sect; However, those lay disciples, often after learning a little fur, will choose to enlist in the army and go to the battlefield to fight for a great future; And this kind of Qimen blade, which is not very lethal, is often changed by them to a shallow gun move all the way, or simply changed to a pestle and a mace, which can be regarded as a good play. Although this way of martial arts, it is vulnerable to real masters; But if you put it on the battlefield of the two armies to protect yourself and kill the enemy, there is no problem!

But this kind of Qimen blade, which is easy to learn and difficult to master, once it falls into the hands of the monk who has cultivated the power of Vajra to subdue demons into a positive fruit, it is possible to release its true power!

Unfortunately, Zong Jing, who is standing in front of Jiang Xiaolou today, is such a high monk; And behind him, there were seven or eight martial arts people, each with a sword in his hand; There is even an old man with a hunched waist and a strong back, and he has begun to wrap "talisman silk" around his arm!

This is a ritual that must be held before the Divine Fist Sect moves with people; For Jiang Xiaolou, even if he can defeat Zong Xian, there will be a wheel battle waiting for him after that!

sighed again in his heart, "bitter", Jiang Sanye's right arm moved, and his body pounced straight and straight towards Zongjing, who was constantly approaching!