Chapter 38: Artistic Conception

The cold wind surged, the hideous fist wind, and even the air condensed into ice. Xu Jun's golden jade lock trick became more and more proficient, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

However, any martial arts, if you can't beat people, it's. The demon monk's shoulders trembled slightly, and the whole person floated to the side like catkins in the wind, and Xu Jun's expression changed greatly.

Since he practiced the first layer of the Golden Guan Yu Lock Technique, he has not competed head-on with a real master. Kill, he can escape by not martial arts at all, but the unique talent of women.

Although the strength of the demon monk can only rank second to last in Heavenly Court, only one step higher than Ziwei, he is also a master in the rivers and lakes. If Xu Jun hadn't dissolved the medicinal power by chance and cultivated the ultimate body of the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Body, he would not have been the opponent of the demon monk at all.

"Donor, are you so skilled, it's too disappointing for the poor monk. Donor be careful, the poor monk is about to make a move. ”

The palm shadows in the sky, layer upon layer, Xu Jun was horrified, and he was busy protecting his vital points. Although the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Body is a first-class domineering external skill in the world, there are several key parts of the body that cannot be protected by any exercises, and he doesn't want to do too much. Supervise.

The demon monk sneered disdainfully, and his feet suddenly exerted force, bringing out an afterimage, which kept circling around Xu Jun. Xu Jun was dazzled for a while, and he couldn't see which was the demon monk's deity.

"Your uncle, he grows so strong, but he is so fast, there is no mistake"

Xu Jun cried bitterly, it was difficult for this dead monk to take stimulants, how could it be so fast. If he hadn't had the protection of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Body, he would have died a long time ago.

"I'm your uncle, you dare to kick the second young master" Xu Jun howled miserably, retreated again and again, and covered it. The body rolls on the ground. The terrible cry was simply shocking and crying, and the demon monk's scalp was numb when he heard it.

"Amitabha, sin and sin. The donor is not a demon cultivator, but he has practiced the world's first hard skill Ten Thousand Soul Blood Body, and the poor monk is really helpless to come up with this trick."

"Your sister's is still talking about the wind and cold, I'll kick you and try it. Rub your uncle, fortunately, this young master reacted quickly"

Xu Jun gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, his eyes were about to burst into flames. Shi Ke can't bear it, dare to kick his life, this is to make him cut off his children and grandchildren. Fortunately, he blocked it with his hand and unloaded most of his strength. Imprisoned.

The killing intent that rushed to the sky, covering the sky and closing the moon, Xu Jun coldly posed out the starting style of Tai Chi. When he is strong, he shows his true character as a man, and the strength of the demon monk arouses all his fighting spirit. He is cynical on the surface, but in fact he is stubborn and abnormal in his bones. It doesn't matter why he fights anymore, the important thing is that he can't lose because he doesn't want to die.

"Donor, you have a body of spiritual power, but you don't know martial arts, and you can't beat the poor monk. Let's go to Western Elysium in peace."

The demon monk clasped his hands together and looked at Xu Jun coldly. The eyes are staggered, and the murderous aura is horizontal. There was a strong smell of gunpowder wafting in the air, Xu Jun's pupils twitched, and his heart kept thinking about how to win.

If you can't suppress the speed of the demon monk, you can only be beaten passively, and you can't use your spiritual power to use it. But the Jin Guan Yu lock technique is the most yin and soft exercise, and it is not known for its speed. Moreover, the Jin Guan Yu Lock Recipe is just a method of absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, converting the aura into spiritual power storage, and then releasing it, without even a move. He hasn't learned martial arts, he can only set a set of tai chi, how can this be good?

The demon monk looked at Xu Jun's fist curiously, and his right hand suddenly shook non-stop, using the secret palm mudra of the Lei Yin Temple. Xu Jun gritted his teeth, thinking that he would die, so he simply closed his eyes and hit the white crane with its wings out.

The demon monk almost laughed out loud, such a slow punch can hit someone, when he is disabled. However, his smile quickly condensed on his cheeks, and there seemed to be a force in the air that made him feel extremely restrained, and he somehow met his face. He screamed, covered his eyes, and retreated.

"Grass, it turns out that Young Master Ben is such a cow." Xu Jun stared at his fist in astonishment, and his mouth was so big that he could stuff an egg. He looked at the panda eyes of the demon monk, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and his face was happy as if he was enchanted. The demon monk was suddenly confused, thinking that this kid was laughing at the poor monk, it was just a villain, it was too hateful.

"What kind of kung fu is this, it's a bit interesting, but the poor monk doesn't have the patience to play with you."

The ghosts were heavy, overwhelmingly sweeping towards Xu Jun. Unexpectedly, Xu Jun suddenly raised his hand and said, "Slow, this kind of fight has your sister's meaning, do you dare to make a bet with Young Master Ben?" ”

The powerful aura was overwhelming, and the demon monk was shocked for a while, subconsciously stopped attacking, and looked at Xu Jun in surprise and said, "What does the donor want to bet on, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Xu Jun's eyes are firm, as if he has been reborn, and his body exudes an aura of confidence, which is undoubted.

The demon monk frowned, and his expression became a little solemn. However, he didn't believe that Xu Jun's martial arts would enter the realm in such a short period of time, and he sneered: "Crooked and heretical, it's not the behavior of a righteous gentleman, and I was almost bluffed by you as a gentleman." ”

Xu Jun snorted coldly, his nose was almost crooked, what kind of person is this, who is crooked, there is still heavenly reason.

"Stinky monk, don't talk nonsense, if Young Master Ben can defeat you with his eyes closed, then you will tell Young Master Ben the name of that woman. If not, you can do it. ”

The demon monk was amazed and said, "Donor, you are so arrogant that you want to defeat the poor monk with your eyes closed." However, the poor monk has one thing to understand, the donor painstakingly fights for life and death, but just to know the name of a woman, what is the relationship between this woman and the donor? Who is the benefactor's mother? ”

The demon monk looked at Xu Jun nervously, his eyes were quite complicated, there was anxiety, expectation, and a little excitement.

Xu Jun's heart was frightened for a while, and his scalp was numb: "Dead monk, don't think nonsense, this young master has a red seedling root, and it has nothing to do with you." Everyone has a heart for gossip, and your consciousness is too low, and it is estimated that it is difficult to understand. ”

The demon monk let out an "oh", and there was an unconcealable disappointment in his expression, and then he became a little angry. When people are disappointed, their temper is usually not very good.

Xu Jun took out a handkerchief and blindfolded himself. Absolute arrogance is absolute strength. In the battle of masters, if you can't go all out, it is the biggest insult to the other party.

"Donor, be careful." The demon monk roared angrily, constantly rotating around Xu Jun, waving tens of millions of palm shadows, and attacking Xu Jun densely. At this time, Xu Jun was intoxicated with unimaginable artistic conception.

The characteristic of the demon monk is fast, and the characteristic of Taijiquan is to fight fast with slow and overcome rigidity with softness. Xu Jun suddenly realized that he was very stupid, and he didn't even understand the truth of promoting strengths and avoiding weaknesses. Since the demon monk is fast to the extreme, then he will go the opposite way and be slow to the extreme.

Once, he mistakenly thought that he had changed in martial arts. In the ancient martial arts years, the moves of Taijiquan were too thin and useless. But the moment he hit the demon monk's eye socket, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked an important issue, that is, Tai Chi is not heavy on form, and the moves are not important at all.

"Tai Chi" is a term in Chinese philosophy that refers to the origin of all things. Tai Chi is a kind of "seeking movement in stillness", so as to achieve advanced kung fu in stillness. The moves are secondary, and the most important thing is to have the artistic conception of the clouds.

Moreover, the reason why the martial arts in his previous life were limited was because he did not have the support of spiritual power, and now that he has spiritual power, those martial arts are naturally reborn, and they may not be able to become a mastery of killing.

He closed his eyes, completely gave up his defense, focused on keeping one, his aura was as smooth as one, and the whole person was integrated into all things in heaven and earth, and it seemed that there were flaws all over his body, but in fact he was in a state of inexplicable agility.

The demon monk vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He swayed his palm shadow all over the sky, flying up and down around Xu Jun, constantly probing, and did not dare to attack rashly.

As the minutes ticked by, there was a rustle of wind and grass all around. The demon monk suddenly felt a burst of irritability, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But he would rather die than believe that this gentleman could become a master in such a short period of time, he gritted his teeth and slammed a palm into Xu Jun's heart.

Xu Jun couldn't see the demon monk's attack, but even if he wasn't blindfolded, he couldn't tell which palm wasn't a phantom. But when the demon monk's palm touched his clothes, his heart suddenly collapsed back weirdly, and his back bulged hard, and the demon monk's palm seemed to hit him, but it actually hit the air, and it didn't touch his body at all.

The terrifying power suddenly emanated from Xu Jun's body, and when the demon monk's palm was exhausted, Xu Jun's concave heart suddenly swelled, exuding a powerful force, which shook the demon monk's wrist painfully. But his nightmare had just begun, and just as he wanted to put away his palm, Xu Jun's right fist danced in the wind and landed lightly on his chest.

The fist is like the sea, gushing endlessly. It seems to be an insipid punch, but it has a terrifying and strange effect. The demon monk's body kept shaking, as if he was resisting wave after wave of monstrous water. Xu Jun forgot the moves of Taijiquan, but integrated its artistic conception into the Jinguanyu lock technique, obviously only punched the demon monk, but the demon monk had to bear the pure yin palm power of one weight higher than the other, with a total of nine attacks before and after.

"What kind of kung fu is this, what kind of vicious martial arts that woman is called Mu Ling'er, if you see her one day, return this string of Buddhist beads to her, and ask her why."

Nine mouthfuls of frozen blood spurted out of the demon monk's mouth, he clutched his chest, stumbled back again and again, the bones of his whole body made a terrifying piercing cracking sound, and the expression of fear froze on his face, and he stood there motionless like a statue.

There were no scars on the surface of his body, but in fact, all the internal organs, the blood in his veins, and the bones in his body were all frozen and cracked, and he could no longer die.

To kill, you only need to put the tip of a knife on your throat to do it. Wielding a large blade to slash flesh and blood, it seems to be extremely happy, but in fact it is extremely stupid. People's strength is limited, and a real master will never waste any of his strength. In the past, Xu Jun would freeze people into ice mounds, wasting a lot of spiritual energy. And now, his killing skills have obviously made a qualitative leap and improved a lot.

Xu Jun stared at him in shock, and his eyes almost fell to the ground. Tai Chi is indeed the ancestor of all things, even in another world, the artistic conception of Tai Chi is still so speechless. It's obviously extremely weak water, but the damage caused is shocking. He just wanted to defeat the demon monk, not to kill the other party.

At first, he did think about killing the demon monk, but when he heard the tragic story of the demon monk, his stomach was full of sympathy. A man full of hatred took the Buddha as his only sustenance and vented his dissatisfaction. It made him feel a sense of sympathy, and wasn't he full of hatred now?

Maybe the demon monk didn't find the woman, but he didn't want to find it in his subconscious. Because sometimes it's much happier not to know the answer than to know the answer.

"Don't worry, Young Master Ben will definitely find that woman for you." Xu Jun closed the demon monk's eyes, took a string of crystal clear, but extremely hard Buddha beads in the demon monk's hand and put it on his hand, and the signature cynical smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Revenge must be avenged, but a person full of hatred will only regard everyone as an enemy.

People can't live for hatred, and when you think that everyone else is an enemy, one day, everyone will really become your enemy.

The death of the demon monk made Xu Jun figure out a lot of truths, and the anger in his body was resolved a lot. The lesson was in front of him, and he didn't want to become as crazy as the demon monk because of hatred.

The more sad he is, the more he has to live well, he is a gentleman, no one stipulates that a gentleman cannot take revenge, and no one stipulates that a gentleman must be a waste.

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