Yang Xingzhou walked forward with his hands, the hilt of the Qiankun long sword was tied with a sword spike by him, he was dressed in Confucian clothes at this time, walking on the street, it was the appearance of a rich boy who reads, and he was also a long and jade, chic and uninhibited, the whole person was like a green lotus out of the water, clean and mixed in the crowd, no matter who saw him, he would have a feeling of brightness.

He wandered the streets, buying a lot of things from the drugstores and grocery stores, which were ordinary things that he used to make the disguise mask.

For Yang Xingzhou, only by cheapening the disguise technique can it be called success, and if he has to buy many rare items to make a Chéng Rén leather mask in order to make a Chéng Rén leather mask, it will be considered a failure for him.

Just like the medical concept he has been adhering to, the same is to treat diseases, the cheaper and more streamlined the drugs used, that is called real medical skills, and some doctors prescribe drugs to patients, large bags and small packages of people decoction, a prescription is dozens of big medicines, all by the power of the medicine hard top, at a glance is quack, medical skills are definitely not high.

In the treatise on typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases of the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, the medicinal materials in the prescriptions for treating diseases are basically within the ten flavors, and there are very few that exceed the ten flavors, and there are not many precious medicinal materials.

It can be seen that Zhongjing has careful consideration and consideration when choosing drugs, and the use of each drug has considerable significance and effect.

Yang Xingzhou is also pursuing this kind of realm, whether it is medicine or disguise prescriptions, what he pursues is this kind of "cheapening" and "simplification", the more common things used, the more powerful he is.

So after wandering around the streets for a while, I already had a few bags of things in my hand, and I wandered around the street to enjoy the scenery around me.

There are many ancient temples in Jinling City, there are many scenic spots, Yang Xingzhou walked while watching, slowly deviated from the city center, and came to the front of a big temple on the outskirts of the city.

Looking up at the plaque at the temple gate, it turns out that this temple is called Xuanmu Temple, at this time this big temple is hidden in the bamboo grove forest, half hidden and half exposed, there is a unique scene.

Yang Xingzhou walked forward and came to the Xuanmu Temple, only to see that the courtyard was wide, the ancient trees were inserted into the sky, the shade of the trees blocked half of the courtyard, and the sunlight passed through the gaps between the branches and leaves, sparsely sprinkled on the ground.

Yang Xingzhou flicked his right hand slightly, and the large bags of things in his hand flew into the air, hanging on a few branches, and looked at the statue of Xuanmu Niangniang in the empty hall in front of him, and said lightly: "Come out!" ”

Half an hour ago, he had already sensed that someone was secretly peeping at him, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger, and there were more and more people following him, knowing that these people should be here for his identity as Xue Mingyu.

He didn't want to do anything with these people in public, so he came to the Xuanmu Temple on the outskirts of the city, mainly to see who these people were, and at the same time to explain to them about himself pretending to be Xue Mingyu.

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

A Buddha's name came down from the high roof, and someone chanted: "The Buddha said all the Dharma, in order to save all the minds, if there is no all the mind, how can all the Dharma be used?"

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and smiled: "Interesting!" It turned out to be a monk! ”

Looking up, I saw a long figure, with his back to Yang Xingzhou, on the back of Zhuo Li Temple, indescribably elegant, although he saw the other party's bald head and gray monk's robes, but he couldn't know the other party's true face, but only by the white beard that fell from his temples, he knew that this person was extremely old.

Yang Xingzhou has seen many masters in his life, and he is a person who has fought with Pang Ban and Lang Chuyun, defeated the three major grandmasters outside the territory, and Li Ruohai, Qianluo, Feng Han and others are also considered to be friends of the same way.

But after the old monk appeared on the roof, his eyes still narrowed slightly, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

This old monk's cultivation is a little more clever than Qianluo, just standing there, he shows a detached grandmaster bearing, full of energy, and strong inside, not much worse than Li Ruohai.

Although the other party was separated from him by more than ten zhang, the momentum was faintly covered, if he wanted to escape, the other party would be able to come first and intercept himself on the spot under the traction of the qi engine.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, but Yang Xingzhou knows that this old monk does have some cultivation, if he is Xue Mingyu, he really can't escape from his qi induction.

Among the monks in the world who can have such cultivation, in addition to the Eagle Yuan and the Red Sun Dharma King, it can only be the Zen master of Pure Meditation Zen Buddhism and the thoughtless monk of Shaolin Temple, and thinking of the upcoming meeting of the eight alliances in the capital today, the identity of this old monk is about to come out.

"It turned out to be a thoughtless monk!"

Yang Xingzhou said with a smile: "Great monk, are you here to arrest Xue Mingyu?" The real Xue Mingyu is dead, I have already told Yan Yanru that Xue Mingyu has been killed by me, a certain Yang Xingzhou, and now this mask is from Xue Mingyu's body, I am just wearing it for fun. ”

The soft and nice voice of the monk recited again: "The body is the Dharma body, the phase is the Prajna, the use is liberation, if the view is stopped, it becomes the wisdom, the wisdom is the clear heart, and the virtue is round." ”

This person didn't seem to hear Yang Xingzhou's words at all.

In the distance, there was a long howl full of true energy, and it couldn't help but approach.

Yang Xingzhou was a little helpless: "Great monk, do you think I should praise you or hurt you?" You can challenge Pang Ban, which shows your courage, but it is difficult to tell whether my Xue Mingyu is real or false, which shows that you have a huge loophole in your meditation practice. If Pang Ban and Lang Chuyun were standing here, I'm afraid they would have known my identity long ago. ”

The Shaolin Wuxiang Monk's cultivation is extremely high, and together with the immortal immortals of the Changbai faction, he is the most prestigious master of the Eight Sects Alliance of the White Dao, second only to Pang Ban and Lang Chuyun.

The immortal immortal is okay, although the name is loud, but after all, he has not done anything earth-shattering, and the Shaolin Wuxiang monk has challenged Pang Ban twice, although both times ended in failure, but in the past twenty years, the only top master who can survive under Pang Ban is that even Pang Ban is greatly admired and can't bear to kill him.

Regardless of Zen mind and internal cultivation, Wuxiang monks have reached the realm of Mahayana, and their achievements have surpassed the Shaolin holy monk who was killed by Pang Ban back then, and the master of the precepts is the teacher of Wuxiang monk and reluctance.

Compared with the pride of the thoughtless monk challenging Pang Ban, the immortal is too life-saving, so in terms of momentum, there is a lot worse than the thoughtless monk.

After listening to Yang Xingzhou's words, the monk stood on the roof, motionless as a mountain, and said leisurely with the Buddha's name: "This heart is true, delusion begins to cover, ignorance is reversed, life and death are long, and a blind person walks alone in the night, never seeing the sun." How long will Lord Xue be obsessed? ”

Yang Xingzhou was a little unhappy: "Fuck, what kind of Zen machine are you playing?" Angered Lao Tzu, in a few days I will go to Shaolin Temple and set a fire to burn you bald donkeys! ”

The thoughtless monk turned around slowly and looked at Yang Xingzhou condescendingly: "Good, good, Lord Xue has been poisoned by stupidity, of course he can't understand what greed and stupidity are, and he doesn't know the great truth of our Buddha's compassion!" ”

Yang Xingzhou finally saw the appearance of the old monk clearly.

The old monk's face is full of strange charm, exerting a terrifying divine light, and his face is as tender and smooth as a baby, but the pair of delicate and restrained eyes hide unfathomable intelligence and a bosom that has seen through his temperament.

leisurely, but with an irresistible momentum and demeanor, condensed with the demeanor of everyone who has nothing to say.

He spoke in a calm tone, but anyone would have a submissive heart for him.

In terms of bearing alone, this thoughtless monk is no longer inferior to Li Ruohai.

The sound of the wind sounded from the left and right sides at the same time.

Yang Xingzhou smiled, knowing that his innocent "Xue Mingyu" was trapped in the siege of the Jade Hunting Army formed by the Eight Factions Alliance.

Twenty or thirty figures appeared on the rooftops near and far, forming an encirclement network that made it difficult for him to fly.

Seeing that Yang Xingzhou was not nervous, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Lord Xue has such a strong concentration, no wonder he can be free from the rivers and lakes for decades and it is difficult to fall into the legal net." ”

Yang Xingzhou said: "Concentration? Fixed, determined, determined! ”

The body floated up suddenly, came to the monk without thinking, laughed, and slapped down with his right palm: "Don't think, eat my palm!" ”

His palm is the first move of Buzhou Mountain's palm, the sky is tilting to the northwest!

The majesty of the palm and the astonishing momentum are unprecedented.

The air within a radius of one zhang seemed to be evacuated by his palm, and even the sky within a radius of one zhang seemed to be condensed within this palm, and the dome was like a dome covering the top of the head of the thoughtless monk.

The indifferent expression of the monk turned into a frightened color, and his palms were raised, facing the right palm that Yang Xingzhou patted, and the palm was only pushed halfway, and suddenly turned into dozens of palms, and in an instant, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, the palm shadow flew and slapped Yang Xingzhou's whole body.

But these dozens of palms have just been shot, the palms of the two sides have just touched, and the monk knows that it is inappropriate, and the opponent's palm power is as strong as the sky collapsing and smashing, it is definitely not human power to contend with, although his palm is wonderful, but the force is scattered if he moves more, and the speed seems to be a little worse than the other party, I am afraid that if he does not hit this Xue Mingyu, his head will be broken by his palm.

Between the thoughts and thoughts, although the monk was not shocked, dozens of palms suddenly turned into two palms, and the two palms worked together, and they really caught Yang Xing's proud palm move.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the ridge of the roof under the feet of the monk suddenly exploded, and the roof within a radius of one zhang was all exploded into a cloud of powder, and the body of the monk smashed into the temple hall like a meteor, and after landing, a sound of the Buddha was issued: "Amitabha, cough cough, Lord Xue is so strong." ”

Yang Xingzhou's body was also shocked, the person flipped in mid-air and volleyed, and flipped three somersaults in succession, before he turned the palm power of the thoughtless monk, and his body turned in the air, not falling but rising, and said with a long smile: "Good guy, the thoughtless monk really lives up to his name!" ”

This is the third master he has met who can take his own palm, Shaolin Wuxiang Monk, and it is really good.

In the long laughter, I swept my eyes around, and found that there were men, women, old and young, monks and Taoist aunts on the roofs around them, and all of them were not bad, and I was also shocked in my heart.

Although his cultivation is high and his skills are strong, he thinks that if he fights with these people, he is afraid that it will be difficult to resist, especially most of these people are white masters, if he really kills them, it will not be too much of a problem, the difficulty is that he is not good at killing people at will, and under the shrinking of his hands and feet, many means are restricted, and these people have the intention of killing prostitutes, and they will definitely not keep their hands.

In this way, if you want to be more passive, you will be more passive.

Now, even if he reveals his true identity, it will not help. As long as people point out that it is pretending to be Xue Mingyu to pick flowers, this crime can make him jump into the Yangtze River and cannot be cleared.

For the sake of today's plan, I can only escape, but I am really unwilling to flee like this.

Suddenly, a woman screamed, "It's really him, I can recognize him when he turns to ashes." ”

When Yang Xingzhou was about to sink in the air, he turned around and looked at the roof of another house outside the temple wall on the left. I saw five or six women standing on the roof, all of them looking beautiful and beautiful like flowers, among which Yan Yanru, who I had just seen in the morning, was also standing among these women, with a look of incomprehensible meaning in her eyes.

The onlookers were shocked to see that Yang Xingzhou actually knocked the thoughtless monk off the roof with one palm, and his body turned one after another in the helpless air and did not fall.

A pleasant and vigorous voice said: "The old man from the scholarly family Xiang Cangsong, Brother Xue is now unable to fly, is he tied up, or does he want to see the real chapter?"

Yang Xingzhou's body was in the air for another turn, looking at the place where the voice originated behind him, the Wudang faction's Tiyun Zong had been used by him to the extreme at this time, the air was ventilated, and he couldn't fall one after another, I am afraid that Zhang Sanfeng of the Condor World had to sigh to himself after seeing it.

The head of the scholarly family Xiang Cangsong, the back of the house behind Zhuo Li, a gorgeous dress fluttering in the wind, freehand and elegant, with five willows and long beards, at a glance, you can know that you are a Taoist person.

At this time, his eyes flashed, his face was rarely solemn, just looking at Yang Xingzhou's palm power and light skills, everyone at the scene counted one by one, and they were all awe-inspiring.

Xue Mingyu has been picking flowers for many years, and he has never been caught, although everyone knows that this person's cultivation must be good, but now seeing him so skillful, it is still a little unbelievable.

It is incomprehensible that a prostitute thief is so powerful, with such cultivation, even if he can start a sect, how can he still do such a tasteless thing as a flower thief?