"Rain-Covered Sword Technique" is not well-known in the rivers and lakes, and even few people on the rivers and lakes have heard the name of this sword technique.

Because this is created by the Ouchi master, he is locked in the Ouchi arsenal on weekdays, and ordinary people can't see it at all, and only by becoming a Ouchi guard can he have the opportunity to practice.

However, there is a drawback to this sword technique, that is, it requires the practitioner to have strong internal strength, otherwise let alone fighting, you can't get started.

But this point, Wan Qingshan has already solved it for Lin Pingzhi, he had internal force before, and later Wan Qingshan spent a hundred points to exchange for a kind of heavenly and earthly treasure, which increased Lin Pingzhi's pure internal force for more than 20 years.

With his original, it's been almost thirty years.

You must know that the so-called 30 years does not mean that you have cultivated internal strength for 30 years, but that you do not eat or drink water, and concentrate on cultivation for 12 hours a day.

And Zuo Lengchan is almost this internal force, so Lin Pingzhi has the qualifications to practice this sword technique.

And "Rain-Covered Swordsmanship" is also worthy of his name in the second middle school, the swordsmanship is endless, like a downpour, both the courage of flooding all things, and the continuous offensive.

And the blade in his hand is also a divine weapon in the arsenal, with the cooperation, Lin Pingzhi is simply fighting with a ring.

The rain swordsmanship was wielded, and the monk held the Zen staff to keep resisting left and right, and every impact was accompanied by sparks.

And he also felt a faint pain in the tiger's mouth of his two hands, as if the next time he took the sword, it would completely crack.

But even if he wanted to ask for Rao, there was no way to speak at this time, because the rain covering sword is like this, if you learn the three flavors in the sword, you will know that this sword technique is all in one word.

The pouring rain is endless, one move is one move after another, although it is not as fast as the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, and the speed of those swords in the Sunflower Treasure Book is fast.

But the victory lies in the complete connection, the aftermath of the previous move has not yet dissipated, and the next move has already come to the elbow.

The mad wand method of quitting anger has already been introduced, and it is extremely profound, but it is a pity that no matter how strong the mad demon is, how to resist Tianwei, not to mention whether it is internal force or the weapon in his hand, Lin Pingzhi is even better.

Practicing martial arts is a strong line, it is strong and invincible, and under the accumulation of advantages, the stronger side will eventually win.

What's more, no matter what Lin Pingzhi compares to, he is stronger than quitting anger, especially in terms of morale.

Backed by Wan Qingshan, the imperial court, is naturally invincible, and with that anger, the anger is basically half gone.

And it would be good to say if he could injure Wan Qingshan, but he didn't even touch a single hair of Wan Qingshan, so he was stopped by one of his subordinates.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion!

The momentum of quitting anger fell into disadvantage in an instant, coupled with the conversation between the abbot next to him and this dog official, he also knew that his reckless impulse might bring disaster to Shaolin.

Originally, he did not have an advantage in force, and even his momentum was restrained by Lin Pingzhi, and he couldn't exert eighty percent of his strength.

So after more than 30 moves, the Zen staff in the hand of the monk was knocked away by Lin Pingzhi, and he was slapped hard by Lin Pingzhi in the chest.

Spit blood from his mouth and flew back to a group of Shaolin monks.

And Lin Pingzhi was still aggressive, Wan Qingshan said that if he wanted to take down this monk, he would take him down, and defeating and wounding him was just a subsidiary condition.

The other monks saw that Jiezhi was beaten and vomited blood, but they blocked in front of Jiezhi one by one, especially a few senior brothers who were good friends with Jieqi on weekdays, and they glared at Lin Pingzhi angrily.

Lin Pingzhi was not intimidated by the number of their people, and still walked firmly in the direction of abstaining from anger, Wan Qingshan's order was a holy decree to him.

Behind him is Wan Qingshan, the forbidden guard, and the Ming court, and these monks dare to rebel unless they don't want to live.

If he was injured in a category other than the normal martial arts competition, it would hurt the court officials, and then this thousand-year-old temple that had been inherited for thousands of years would eventually turn into dust.

"Amitabha, Lord Dudu, I don't know how to forgive this scoundrel and give him a chance to mend his ways. ”

Master Fang Zheng stopped in front of Lin Pingzhi, but he spoke to Wan Qingshan.

"Pingzhi, step aside!"

Wan Qingshan said.

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi glanced at Fang Zheng, and then slowly retreated to stand behind Wan Qingshan.

"Master Fang Zheng, I won't force you too much, so let's hear that Master your martial arts are also among the best masters in the martial arts, I will sit on this chair, if the master can force me to get up, or move half a step, this matter will be over today." ”

"But if the master uses any means and still can't get me up or move, then I will not only pursue this matter, but even, master, you have to restrain your disciples to complete the regulations I just said, how about it?"

Seeing that Wan Qingshan was so big, Master Fang Zheng hadn't spoken yet, but the other people from Shaolin Temple had stopped, which was completely contempt for the martial arts of Shaolin Temple.

"Just as the Governor said. ”

Before the Shaolin monks could refute it, Master Fang Zheng shook his hand and agreed.

As Master Fang Zheng nodded, Wan Qingshan raised his hand lightly and waved away the ten people standing behind him.

And these ten guards who stood out from the forbidden guards and were trained by Wan Qingshan, did not have a trace of emotion in their eyes, and they did not think that Wan Qingshan was supporting the great.

Anyone who has seen Wan Qingshan's force will not think that Wan Qingshan is talking big.

Then Master Fang Zheng walked ten steps away from Wanqing Mountain, made a Buddha salute, and took off his robe.

Then the whole person swooped towards Wan Qingshan.

Thousands of hands are like palms, and suddenly the palm shadows in the sky are all over the sky, and they are full of shadows, and they can't tell which one is a real palm and which one is illusory.

It's a pity that Wan Qingshan didn't even look at it, and directly bounced his fingers, and the wind flew out.

The face of the Fang Zheng Master who rushed towards Wan Qingshan changed, and he pounced forward, and then flew backwards.

The palm shadows in the sky were also merged into one place, and they blasted towards the vigor that popped up casually at Wan Qingshan.

"Boom!"

The loud noise kept ringing, and Wan Qingshan's fingers were endless, this was just a flick of his hand, and it didn't matter what skill was spent.

However, Master Fang Zheng resisted very embarrassedly, and the yellow monk's robe on his body was cut several times by the energy, and even a little blood hole appeared in the palms of his hands.

No matter how advanced his internal strength is, it is only equivalent to the force of the beggar gang leader in the Tianlong World, but Wan Qingshan is no longer what it used to be.

The energy that pops up casually is not something that today's Fang Zheng Master can resist.

Then Wan Qingshan put down his hand, looked at Master Fang Zheng, and the Shaolin monks who were already stunned, and said slowly: "Master, is it okay?"

"Amitabha, the martial arts of the governor are already inhuman, the old man is willing to bow to the wind, and promised the governor what happened, and the old man should obey. ”

Master Fang Zheng calmed down the qi and blood that was stirred up by Wan Qingshan's energy, and after about a cup of tea, his face turned slightly pale.

"Quit anger, you go with the Governor of Wandu, rest assured, the Governor of Wandu is a scholar of heaven and man, and his martial arts have reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and his vision is so high that he will not do anything to you, go!"

Master Fang Zheng turned his head and said to the precepts who had already stopped his injuries.

After speaking, he looked at Wan Qingshan again and said, "Dudu, I still need you to arrange for someone to stay and make wooden plaques and verify the directory for us." ”

"There is no need for the master to worry about this, this official has already made arrangements, and it will not be long before someone will come to handle this matter, and the master will not refuse people to leave the door at that time. ”

"Don't dare!"

"Alright, take the Master of Resentment, and let's go to the next place. ”

Wan Qingshan got up and turned around and left directly, while the forbidden guards behind the sides bowed their heads, as if they were greeting their king.

Wan Qingshan's appearance fell in the eyes of the Shaolin monks, just like the Bo Xun Demon King written in the Buddhist scriptures came to the world to destroy the Buddha and destroy the Tao.

When all the guards had left this Shaomu Mountain, these monks gathered around Master Fang Zheng.

"Abbot, do you really want to follow what this dog official said, in the future, our Shaolin Temple will really only be able to eat fasting and chant Buddha? ”

"What's the other way to do it, didn't you see people coming here in full armor?"

"But we also have the Shaolin Arhat Formation, so we may not be afraid of these guards. ”

"Idiot, let's not talk about whether our Shaolin Arhat Formation in Shaolin can win, do you really want to openly fight against the imperial court?"

Everyone was arguing with each other, but Master Fang Zheng didn't say a word, his face suddenly flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The crowd was shocked and shouted loudly.

"Abbot, what's wrong with you, Abbot?"

One by one, they were in a hurry, some helped Fang Zheng to measure their internal strength, and wanted to help Fang Zheng heal their injuries, and some hurriedly stuffed Shaolin's Da Huan Dan into Fang Zheng's mouth.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Zheng's breath calmed down: "Amitabha, that governor's martial arts are the best in the world, no one can compete with him, our Shaolin will close the mountain gate from today, except for worshipping the Buddha and offering incense, no longer pay attention to the mundane things of the mortal world." ”

And when the imperial court sent officials to record the list of personnel, they also tried their best to cooperate, don't make trouble, if not, expel Shaolin. ”

Then he got up and went back to his own Zen courtyard, and his figure was a little more rickety.