Chapter 360: Grandmaster
The dust and smoke were piled up, and on the mountain of Shao Room, the shouting of killing shook the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The original Buddhist quiet holy place has turned into a hell at this time.
Shaolin and the Central Plains martial arts side was originally understaffed, not to mention the opponents of top masters such as Tianshan Tong Ma, Jiu Mozhi, Ding Chunqiu, Murong Bo, etc., when this critical moment, the Shaolin abbot was ruined again, and he really couldn't even find a person who gave orders.
The original bluestone floor has been stepped out of deep footprints, which are the traces left by the internal strength master to compete with the internal force.
"Little monk Xuanci! If you don't surrender again, grandma will set fire to the monk's temple! ”
Tianshan Tong waved her hand, and the demons immediately lit the torch pine, and there was little smoke, and they were about to burn this Shaolin Temple into a white ground.
Xuan Ci and other monks were all seriously injured, and some of them lay directly on the ground to gasp.
"Xuqing, what are you doing!"
A middle-aged monk suddenly shouted, it turned out that only between life and death, there was a great terror, as soon as he saw that the enemy outside was going to set fire to the temple, some of the Central Plains heroes were trembling, secretly climbing out of the wall to surrender, seeing that the Shaolin monks did not stop, the more they fled, and finally even the original monk could not stay.
"Amitabha, leaving people at this time is to kill people, save people's lives, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter, let them go!"
Xuan Ci sat in the hall of the Great Hero, and he was already determined to be martyred.
Listening to him, there were not only the little monks of the imaginary generation next to him, but even most of the wise generation escaped.
"Xuzhu, you can go too!"
Xuan Ci looked at the void bamboo next to him and closed his eyes.
"Obey ......" Xuzhu couldn't say anything after saying halfway, and he didn't know whether he should be called Daddy or Abbot.
The monks suddenly rolled their eyes in their hearts: "At this time, you are still just remembering this illegitimate child...... Alas, father and son nature, this is human nature, but you are our abbot......"
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"It seems that the remaining monks are unrepentant!"
Tianshan Tong looked at the prisoners kneeling in a row, and there were many grizzled monks in the middle, and immediately shouted: "Burn it for me!" ”
"Donor, slow!"
At this moment, a loud shout, like a lion's roar and a dragon's roar, came from the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, and the sound shook the four fields, and even suppressed the noise of thousands of people.
The peaks echoed in all directions, rippling back and forth, making Grandma Tong feel a sigh in her heart: "I don't want to have such a master in the world except for Duan Xiaozi!" ”
Gu Mozhi and the others looked around, only to see a gray shadow falling from the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, not to the ground, a few ups and downs across dozens of zhang distance, the whole body seemed to have no flesh and blood, like a big paper kite flying in, the wonder of light work, it is really never seen in life, as if there is evil magic.
"Good! Good! Good! Grandma has lived in seclusion for many years, but she didn't expect that in addition to the spiritual gate in Shaolin Temple, there is actually an old monk like you! Do it! ”
Tianshan Tong's grandmother shouted, and the Tianshan Liuyang palm slapped out lightly.
On the other side, Gu Mozhi even used the flame knife, and Ding Chunqiu performed the poisonous skill, but Murong Bo's eyes flashed, he took two steps back, and his hand was full of empty points.
The gray shadow fell, revealing the appearance of a sweeping monk, and at this time, his sparse and sparse long beards were all white, and he said weakly: "Donors, slow down!" ”
As everyone knows, in the duel, the most important thing is to strike first.
Tianshan Tong's grandmother saw that he was like a ghost, and he was a monk, but he was today's enemy, and he was besieged as soon as he made a move.
This is the first time in his life, but he cooperates seamlessly, and the palm power, knife strength, poison, and the finger wind are looking at the gray monk's landing point, and he is really going to kill him with one blow.
At this time, it is to be replaced by a free son to come back to life and move places with the gray-clothed monk, I am afraid that he will have to be seriously injured and die.
Who knew that the old monk just folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the Buddha is good, and you donors must not be ignorant." ”
As soon as his palms were so closed, it seemed that a force turned into an invisible wall, blocking everyone in front of him. The overwhelming palm power of Tianshan Tong's grandmother hit this wall, and it disappeared without a trace, disappearing invisibly, and the rest of the people's knife strength and finger strength were all the same.
"Is this a human or a ghost?"
Tianshan Tong's grandmother looked at each other, and her face was full of shock.
"I ...... Of course I'm human! ”
The sweeping monk moved slowly, and saluted slowly: "Please also raise your noble hands and show mercy...... Let the old man go and let this place of refuge! ”
His eyes slowly swept over the faces of Tianshan Tong, Gu Mozhi, and Ding Chunqiu, and he paused on Gu Mozhi's face, until he saw Murong Bo, he nodded slightly, and shook his head again.
Murong Bo saw that the old monk's eyes were blank, and he didn't look like he had martial arts, but the magic skills just now were terrifying and terrifying, and when he saw that his eyes were staring at him, he immediately said, "What are you looking at?" ”
"Amitabha!" The old monk shook his head slowly: "Murong Shi practiced the seventy-two stunts of my temple, and the lesions were entangled in the body, but it was more serious than the other master, and the catastrophe was right in front of him!" ”
"The little monk has arrived as promised, and please ask the donor to give me a meeting!"
After seeing Murong Bo, the sweeping monk raised his eyes and looked at Fang Ming's shoulder.
"Stinky monk talking nonsense!"
Murong Bo coveted Shaolin stunts and secretly learned them, which was a great secret, and few people knew about it, but this time he was actually broken by the other party, but he was shocked in his heart.
It's just that he is a rebellious person, and after being frightened, he becomes angry, and smashes his fist at the sweeping monk with a strong fist, which is one of the seventy-two stunts, the 'Great Vedic Pestle'!
Unexpectedly, this punch came out, and two feet in front of the old monk, it suddenly seemed to hit an invisible wall of qi, and it was even more like crashing into a fishing net.
Murong Bo retreated in shock, but the old monk slowly stepped forward, stretched out a palm, and slapped it on the top of Murong Bo's head.
Murong Bo didn't care when he saw the old monk approaching at the beginning, and when he saw him stretch out his palm and slap his Tianling Gai, his left hand was busy lifting Xiangge, and he was afraid that the other party's martial arts were too powerful, and after raising his hand, his body floated backwards.
His Gusu Murong family martial arts, is already extraordinary, and then delved into the Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, it is like a tiger with wings, this raised hand, a floating body, seems to be ordinary, but it is a palm to block all kinds of attacks in the world, a retreat to flash any pursuit in the world, the defensive position is strict and elegant, it can be said that it is exhaustive, contempt to add. The onlookers were all martial arts masters, and when they saw him use these two tricks, they all secretly cheered, even Tianshan Tong's grandmother couldn't help but admire.
Unbeknownst to him, the old monk slapped down lightly, and the sound of the wave hit the "Baihui Acupoint" in the middle of Murong Bo's head, and Murong Bo's retreat was ineffective. "Baihui Acupoint" is the most important place in the human body, even if it is encountered by people who do not know martial arts at all, there is also a risk of injury, the old monk hit with a blow, Murong Bo's whole body was shocked, and his breath was closed, and he fell backwards.
"Daddy!"
Murong Fu screamed and stepped forward, struck out with both palms, and the whole person was bounced away by an invisible huge force, rolling on the ground, embarrassed, but fortunately he was not injured.
He was a scheming man, and immediately pretended to be seriously injured, screamed loudly, and waited for an opportunity to move.
"Please also show up to see the donor!"
The sweeping monk looked old, as if he was going to die in the next moment, but every step he took was more than ten zhang away, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of his shoulder, stretched out his bony palm, and wanted to lift the curtain.
Gu Mozhi, Ding Chunqiu and the others wished that Fang Ming would be killed by the sweeping monk, and made a state of being unable to catch up, but there was a certain indescribable and unclear desire in their hearts.
"The old monk is really anxious!"
Whoa!
The curtain was lifted, revealing a white jade palm, slightly touching the dry hand of the sweeping monk.
Click! Click!
The sweeping monk retreated a few feet, but the star disciples near the shoulder were screaming, and they were bounced away, and the shoulder fell straight to the ground.
"I don't know how to read the scriptures, I don't sit in meditation, hunger comes to the wind, thirst comes to the dew. Yin and Yang point break the eyebrows, and the party wins the heavens! ”
In the sky full of white yarn like butterflies flying, a young man who is as rich as jade walks out, and it is Fang Ming!
It's just that at this time, Fang Ming seems to have some kind of indescribable, inexplicable changes, and his eyebrows and appearance are very different from before, but more like the true appearance of the main world!
"You...... You...... You ......"
Grandma Tong screamed: "Who are you?" What about Duan Boy? ”
"Can't Grandma Tong recognize me?"
Fang Ming smiled, when he was Duan Zhengchun, in order not to be surprised by outsiders, he also deliberately made himself look a little older, but he didn't expect that after advancing to the Grandmaster, his whole body was reborn, and he even reshaped his flesh with the spirit of the Ancestral Aperture of the Eyebrows, which not only made him return to the peak of this body, but also moved closer to the deity of the main world.
"It should not only be an advanced grandmaster, but also the effect of Changchun True Qi!"
Fang Ming looked at his hands that were as bright as jade, and a smile bloomed on his face.
At this time, he is already a true grandmaster!
"In the realm of the grandmaster, the eyebrows and ancestors are always open, and the nature is really like sitting in the town, always taking everything?"
Fang Ming felt all this carefully.
After advancing to the Grandmaster, his original total amount of internal qi had not changed at all, but everything was different! The feeling of being in control of everything and being able to bring out the smallest details is intoxicating.
It's not about power, it's about absolute control!
Control the 'Yin God' with your own 'Consciousness God', so as to gain full control over the flesh!
At this time, Fang Ming looked inward a little, and saw that his body was like a huge universe, the meridians were like the Milky Way, the acupuncture points were like stars, blooming with uncertain brilliance, and the eyebrows were the lord of the stars, the star god of Zhou Tian, who ruled everything.
"Heaven is endless, people are endless, and sure enough, the human body is a big treasure trove!"
All the reactions of this body, even the use of each acupuncture point, and the consequences of stimulating the acupuncture points, immediately appeared in Fang Ming's eyes, and at this point, countless qigong methods could be drummed up casually.
There had never been a moment when Fang Ming could grasp 'himself' so accurately!! (To be continued.) )