Chapter 195: Sumeru Mountain Palm

Following the aroma of wine, Wu Ji came to a mountain col outside Jiaxing City.

Before he got closer, he heard a burst of dragon groans in the distance, obviously Shi Huolong was casting the eighteen palms of dragon descending.

Wu Ji used the Pure Heart Technique to cover up his breath, and then quietly approached.

A wave of qi rushed towards him, making Wu Ji's skin tingle for a while, and the entire mountain col was completely as if it had been plowed through a layer.

At this moment, in the col, the dust is all over the sky, and the two figures are coming and going, and they are merciless.

On one side, it is naturally Shi Huolong, arrogant, raising his hand is a dragon-shaped gang qi soaring into the sky, fierce and uncasting, the dragon chanting Daze, the fierceness of the eighteen palms of the dragon is in its hands but it is not discounted.

On one side is a strange monk, the treasure is solemn, sometimes smiling, sometimes turning into angry King Kong, all of them are Shaolin stunts, Zhengda bright, Zen singing again and again.

"Sure enough, it's Cheng Kun." Seeing the monk in front of him, although Wu Ji had never seen Cheng Kun, he still affirmed his identity at a glance.

Although there are some subjective assumptions, there is nothing strange in fact. The beggar gang is now in a semi-crippled state, and Shaolin's top priority is to deal with Wudang, which has long lost the demeanor of the world's largest gang back then, and it is not a threat to Shaolin at all, so without a fundamental contradiction, it is impossible for Shaolin to deal with the beggar gang.

And the monk in front of him clearly shows that there are many Shaolin and no masters, and it is not the kind of state that can only be shaped, it is obviously impossible to be a person from the King Kong Gate of the Western Regions, and in addition to these people, there is no one else who can have such a cultivation except for Cheng Kun, who is hidden in Shaolin and has the pseudonym Yuanzhen, has such strength and motivation.

"Which Shaolin monk is this master, and I don't know why he is embarrassed by the old beggar?" As he made a move, Shi Huolong asked.

I heard that someone actually raided the beggar gang's Gong Gong elder, Shi Huolong can be said to be angry, although the beggar gang has declined, but it is not something that anyone can bully if they want to, and he didn't think that there was anything wrong, so he followed.

But when I came here, not only did I not see the elder of the Gong, but even the little beggar who passed the message disappeared.

Shi Huolong realized that he seemed to have been calculated, and just as he was about to leave, the monk blocked himself in the mountain col.

"Amitabha, it's not that the poor monk wants to embarrass the Shi Gang Master, it's really that the Shi Gang Master is too much of a hindrance." In the face of Shi Huolong's attack, the monk smiled slightly and said unhurriedly.

Although Shi Huolong only got the inheritance of the eighteen palms of the dragon, he is also a first-class master, even if the eighteen palms of the dragon are fragments, it is also a rare stunt, relying on this set of palms, he has also broken through the name of a gold and silver palm on the rivers and lakes.

And in the face of such an attack, he didn't put much pressure on the monk, and he was able to talk calmly, obviously this monk is not simple.

"Oh, I wonder the old beggar is next to the master?" Shi Huolong asked as he attacked the monk, wondering where the monk had come from.

The master of Shaolin Temple on the bright side is the smell, wisdom, sex, and see the four great monks.

But Shi Huolong was conceited, even these people were not necessarily able to deal with it easily under the attack of his own eighteen dragon palms.

And the strength shown by the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him is also the best choice among the four great monks.

"The beggar gang has been committed to resisting the imperial court since the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, so much so that in Xiangyang, the Mongol army has not been able to go further south for more than ten years."

Cheng Kun replied while dealing with the attack, "Even now, under the leadership of the Shi Gang Master, he still jumps from time to time, although for the imperial court he is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and it has nothing to do with the overall situation, but after more than that, it will inevitably affect people's appetite, and you will not be in the way in the end." ”

"What's going on with me, it turned out to be a lackey of the Tartars." Shi Huolong originally thought that there was some misunderstanding, but after listening to Cheng Kun's words, he immediately snorted coldly, "I didn't expect that the famous Shaolin Temple has also become a Tartar's dog claw." ”

"Those who know the times are Junjie, think about what a beautiful beggar gang was when they were the largest gang in the world, and now they are lonely, who remembers your benefits." Cheng Kun didn't care about Shi Huolong's sarcasm at all, anyway, he was not a real monk, but persuaded him, "It's better to take refuge in the imperial court, not only will you enjoy endless glory and wealth, but it is also unknown to restore the former glory of the beggar gang, how can you be compared to the struggle now?" ”

"Hmph, there are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, and there is no speculation in more than half a sentence, you don't need to say more." Shi Huolong didn't appreciate it, and said with a cold face, "Although my beggar gang has declined, but the backbone has not been lost. ”

"In that case, I'll give Shi Gang Master a ride." After Cheng Kun listened, he sighed and said compassionately.

Although he said that he was merciful, he was merciless.

"Amitabha."

Before anyone saw it, they heard it. Although Cheng Kun's voice was not wavering, it seemed to carry infinite compassion, but when it fell on Wu Ji's ears, it was like the torture of Arhat King Kong, and his internal force was surging, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

He knew that Cheng Kun was using the sonic skill of Shaolin Lion Roar, so he hurriedly used his skill to bet on his ears.

In the face of Cheng Kun's sonic attack, Shi Huolong did not have the slightest intention of dodging, his internal force agitated, and he raised his head to the sky with a long roar, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and the dragon chanted Daze, although he did not use the sonic wave gong, but it also counteracted Cheng Kun's attack.

Without waiting for him to fight back, Cheng Kun's attacks had already followed.

But seeing him step out, as if shrinking into inches, he appeared in front of Shi Huolong in an instant, raised his hand and punched, and the qi surged, from small to large, and in an instant, a golden mountain ridge was formed on the fist, and there were heavenly maidens scattered flowers on it, the Buddha preached, there was Leiyin Temple, and there was the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which was nothing else, it was the holy land of Buddhism, Mount Meru.

Cheng Kun is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Sumeru Mountain palm method, this palm is very difficult to practice, relatively speaking, the Prajna palm is the deepest palm method, and this palm is the same as the strong King Kong palm has its own strengths, but it is also difficult for people to refine the strong and strong palm method.

This palm method is a magical long-range palm power, the threshold is extremely high, once it breaks through, it can be as far as you want, and the palm power outside a zhang is not reduced at all, and the power is stored in the void, such as the palm of Sumeru.

It turned out that in the trajectory, Du Nan had used this palm technique to attack Zhang Wuji at the lion slaughter conference, Zhang Wuji took a few steps back and felt that his palm power had not decreased at all, so he carried out the Jiuyang Divine Skill and the internal strength was sealed.

And at this moment, Cheng Kun exerted it, but the power was not reduced at all, and for a while, the Buddha's light surged, like a heavenly river pouring down.