But it was said that the night wind left the valley, and it was not until dozens of miles later that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect this old Taoist's martial arts to be so high!" said, reached out and touched his chest, just now it seemed that he had won, but the victory was extremely reluctant, not to mention that the old Taoist's martial arts were basically on par with him, of course, this is also the reason why the night wind can't use a sword, just in terms of palm skills, the two are indeed difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, although he injured the old Taoist priest with one palm, but the old Taoist priest's counterattack when he was injured also made him suffer a slight injury, of course, compared to the old Taoist, it is much lighter.

With his current injury, it was only a few more days of recuperation at most, but it was nothing compared to the harvest.

Just after a fight with the old Taoist priest, he found that he had a comprehension of the true meaning of the eighteen palms of the dragon, as long as he could spend a few more months and think carefully, he believed that he could raise the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon to another level, and at that time, the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon in his hands may not be inferior to that of Hong Qigong back then.

It is also more secure for future actions, as a rebirth plus traverser, he is proud in his heart, and his heart is also extremely high, since he learned that he was reborn in the world of Xiaoao, his first goal is to help Yue Buqun revitalize the Huashan faction, and now he has done it, and the rest is just the accumulation of time, and his second goal is the idea that he has always had in his heart, but he has only recently figured it out, that is, he hopes to be able to create a book of martial arts, which can be inclusive, accommodate ten thousand martial arts, and achieve any martial arts artistic conception as he wants, moves, and strength can all be changed, reaching a state of omnipotence, omniscience, and omnipotence.

Although he didn't know that he had this idea at first, the bottom of his heart prompted him to try his best to collect all the martial arts he knew, not only for the Huashan faction to accumulate heritage, but also to prepare for his idea.

Therefore, when he knew that the "Zixia True Sutra" that he had been taught by God still had such a big hidden danger, his mood could be imagined, which was why he had to make up for this exercise.

Not only because of self-blame and unwillingness, but also because of the ultimate reason is to achieve this goal by understanding the martial arts of the world, enough to create a peerless school that has never been seen before or since.

After all these years of battle baptism, Yefeng's martial arts have actually reached the realm of "no moves", and he can do the legendary sword in his hand, but he has a sword in his heart, but because he has always liked swordsmanship, so the palm has always been in a situation where he is not up or down, and this time he went down the mountain in order to hide his identity, he had to switch to the palm method, but he didn't expect that it was the first time to use the palm method to fight against the enemy with a master of the same level, and he gave him such a surprise.

He believed that if he was given some more time, he would definitely be able to raise the power of the palm technique to the realm of no less than the sword technique, as for now, it was still important to heal, looking at the lush jungle around him, Night Wind casually found a cave and began to heal his wounds.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sun was shining and cloudless, and the entire Zhongnan Mountain was full of vitality under the sunshine.

Suddenly, a booming sound exploded. Then a black figure rose into the sky like a divine dragon with broken stones, flipped his palms in the air, and followed by a dragon groan.

"Ssangyong Water Extraction"

Two huge suction forces suddenly came out from both palms, and a strong gust of wind increased with the attraction, and in an instant, countless flowers and plants on the grass seemed to be swept up by a strong wind, turning into two giant pillars, and instantly appeared in the palms of the night wind.

Then with a push of both palms, two gusts of wind rushed to the ground with an invincible momentum along with the flowers and plants.

"Boom!"

Two loud bangs sounded, and two large pits large with one person suddenly appeared on the flat grass, and countless stones flew wildly, and the earth flew up.

The night wind fell from the air, with a slight smile on a handsome face, after three days of retreat, the night wind's injuries have been completely healed, and the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon has also increased by a few points, although it is not up to the level of Hong Qigong in the original book, but he believes that in time, he can reach or even surpass.

Looking at the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, he was still quite satisfied, since the injury was healed, it was time to leave, and now that he had stolen all the martial arts and scriptures of the Qingyun Temple and the Tianshan Sect, where should he go next?

Thinking of the Tianshan Sect, his eyes became indifferent, and the figure of a monk suddenly appeared in Night Wind's mind.

"Damu, our account should also be settled, but I don't know how many people will die in your Vajra Temple to appease my anger?"

As he spoke, a hint of a murderous smile appeared on Night Wind's face, making people shudder.

Ten days later, on the official road leading to the Western Regions Snow Mountain, a black horse was galloping, and immediately a big man in a white robe was drinking wine with a comfortable face, holding the reins in one hand and a wine jug in the other.

His eyes were slightly hazy and he glanced at the snow-capped mountains in front of him, and said with a smile on his face: "Haha! As soon as the words fell, I felt a flower in front of me, and the big man had already got off the horse, staggered to the horse and said: "Horse, you have worked hard all the way to bring me to the snowy mountain, and I will walk the rest of the way by myself, you go back!"

As he spoke, he patted the horse's head a few times, and then the figure swayed towards the snow-capped mountain, stepped out, and in a blink of an eye it was already three feet away, and disappeared into the vast snow in a blink of an eye.

The temple is located on Mount Borokonu in the Tien Shan Mountains, with snow falling all year round, and if you don't have a strong martial arts, you can't resist the cold here.

On this day, the annual Dharma Conference of Buddhism in the Western Regions is about to begin, and before the conference starts, believers from all over the world come to the gate of King Kong Temple on foot.

Countless believers knelt outside the gate with pious faith, constantly chanting the Diamond Sutra in their mouths, and the sound of Zen continued to surround the King Kong Temple.

"Dangdang!"

With the ringing of three bells, the calm gate suddenly opened, dozens of monks lined up neatly on both sides, and a monk about fifty years old walked out of the door wearing colorful monk's robes.

A gentle aura emanates from the monk's body, giving one a power full of tranquility.

Seeing many believers kneeling in front of the gate, the monk chanted: "Amitabha!" The voice was full of holiness, which made the faces of the surrounding believers more pious, and kowtowed to the monks: "I have seen Master Rushan!"

"Fellow believers, please get up, this Dharma conference will be held in the Dharma Temple, and you believers can go with the old monk!" said the old monk, and then went down the steps towards the bottom of the mountain, and countless believers got up and followed the old monk step by step towards the Dharma Temple with firm faith.

Night Wind stood in the distance and watched all this, his eyes narrowed, the wine jug in his hand was raised, and he couldn't help but take a sip, although he was extremely disdainful of the hypocrisy of Buddhism, but he was vigilant against the actions of the King Kong Temple, no matter from the old monk just now or dozens of monks, the King Kong Temple really deserved to be above the Qingyun Temple, just the old monk's cultivation just now has reached the peerless middle stage, and dozens of the accompanying warrior monks are not weaker than the first-class masters, which makes him not vigilant.

Especially these believers, it is even more terrifying, although they are just ordinary people, but because they are ordinary people, they are terrible, and they have long known that the power of demagogy in Buddhism is very powerful, and he has never had an impression, and now it seems that it is not only powerful, but also perverted.

His hands tightened slightly, looking at the figure of Master Rushan leading the believers away, Yefeng breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, he can disdain the Buddhist scriptures, but for martial arts, Yefeng is still extremely jealous in his heart, not to mention the strange methods of Buddhism, just to say that martial arts are also extremely perverted, just like the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" in the Condor , After practice, there is the power of the dragon elephant, not to mention the reincarnation of the legendary living Buddha, all of this shows that the martial arts of Buddhism are not as simple as he imagined, but no matter how simple it is, the night wind does not break through to give it a try, he is extremely unwilling.

Since walking the rivers and lakes, he has only suffered a big loss in the hands of Buddhism, if he does not retaliate back, how can his thoughts be reached, thinking of this, his eyes looked at this golden and brilliant King Kong Temple with a sneer, he let out a sneer.

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened, and a bright moon had hung in the sky at some point.

The night wind opened his eyes, flashed with a strong murderous intent, began to prepare for action, the figure flashed, came to the gate of the King Kong Temple, the night wind figure was like electricity, directly over the wall to enter, as soon as he landed, he saw four patrolling monks coming head-on.

"What... ”

Before he could speak, the night wind passed in front of the four like ghosts, and the four monks suddenly fell to the ground with their eyes wide open, but they were killed on the spot by the night wind in a blink of an eye, leaving only one of them, and after using the soul transfer method to ask the location of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and the location of Damu, the night wind fell with the palm of his hand and hit the monk's heavenly spirit, directly killing him.

Cleaned up the corpse, the night wind body instantly turned into a wisp of breeze and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the King Kong Temple, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the southwest of the King Kong Temple, the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is divided into two layers, of which the upper layer is where the martial arts secrets are located, the lower layer of my Buddhism Sect Sutra, the night wind came to the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, stomped slightly under his feet, and instantly flew on the beam.

As soon as the divine consciousness was released, the entire scripture pavilion was reflected in his mind, and the divine consciousness swept the books in the scripture pavilion in a blink of an eye like a violent wind, and endured the slightly uncomfortable head, flew up directly, and headed towards the residence where Damu was.

According to the monk, Master Rushan, who went out today, has always been the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Because the Dharma Conference is only one day, Master Rushan will return to the temple tomorrow morning, so the abbot did not arrange for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find someone to guard again, but he didn't want to be cheaper, as for Brother Damu is a disciple of Master Rushan, martial arts is also one of the best in the entire King Kong Temple, and the place where he lives is located on the pagoda in the backyard.

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