There is one day left until the lion slaughter!

It was night, Ning An turned back to the left from the north of Shaolin Temple, walked to a small peak, and quickly climbed to the peak.

On the top of this mountain, there are only a few vigorous pine trees, the works are arranged in a zigzag, and the branches are inserted into the sky, like a dragon!

Ning An stared at it and was taken aback, it turned out that the trunks of the three pine trees were all concave into a hole, and the size was just right for one person.

In the hollow of each tree sat an old monk, holding a long black cord in his hand, closing his eyes and meditating, as if he was contemplating something.

As if sensing someone coming, the three long ropes moved in response to the sound, as if they were slow and urgent, but there was no sound of the wind.

At the right time, the thunder and lightning roared, under the torrential rain, on the lonely peak in the dark night, the three long ropes were like ghosts, indescribably weird.

The three long black ropes attacked, Ning An was not in a hurry, and a layer of hazy golden yellow qi appeared around his body, no matter how the three long ropes were whipped, they could not break through Ning An's defense.

That is, Ning An is polite, if Ning An uses the Chixiao Sword at the beginning, then these three long ropes will be cut off in a few minutes.

After a stalemate for a long time, perhaps the other party found that he was not at peace, so he put away the attack.

"Amitabha! Whoever is here is here, please show up! ”

An old and powerful voice came to Ning An's ears, and the latter smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and his toes fluttered.

When he got closer, Ning An saw the faces of the three monks clearly, and the monk sitting in the northeast corner had a dark face, like pig iron; The monk in the northwest corner is as yellow as a tree; The monk in the south was as pale as paper.

The three monks all had deep-set cheeks, so thin that they had no muscles, the yellow-faced monk squinted, and the three old monks' five eyes reflected lightning, which made them even more shining.

"In Xia Ninh! See the transition difficulty, cross the doom, and cross the three monks! I came here this time just to meet King Xie Fa! ”

The three old monks were surprised that Ning An could call out in one breath, the names of the three people, since they had been practicing dry meditation here for more than 30 years, they had long since stopped asking about the world.

"Which faction are you from, what do you do to see Xie Xun?"

"I am Ning An, the thirty-fourth generation leader of the Ming Sect, and it is natural to meet King Xie Fa! And why do you need to explain it to the three? ”

Ning An said unceremoniously.

The three old monks have unique skills, but they have been in prison for decades and do not know about the world, but they vaguely feel that Ning An's internal force and Shaolin Jiuyang Gong seem to be all the way, but the majestic and subtle places are far less than the Lin School's divine skills.

Hearing Ning An's self-reported name, it turned out to be the leader of the Ming Sect, and the admiration and surprise in the hearts of the three old monks turned into anger.

Not to mention anything else, the yellow-faced old student is blind in one eye, it is the previous leader of the Ming Sect, Yang Ding Tiangan, these three old monks have sat here for more than 30 years, together for more than 100 years!

In order to find Yang Dingtian for revenge one day, but unfortunately, Yang Dingtian died, and the new sect leader Ning An was even stronger than Yang Dingtian.

The yellow-faced old monk said leisurely: "Yang Dingtian is dead, and the deep hatred of the three of us has to fall on the current sect leader.

Besides, our master and nephew, Kongjian and Kongxing, both died at the hands of your sect, since you have come here, you have no fear, and we have made a decision on martial arts for decades. ”

Ning An was stunned for a moment, "Xie Xun is only four points at fault for the death of emptiness, but what does that death of emptiness have to do with my Mingjiao?" ”

The yellow-faced old monk said again: "Then Zhao Min naturally colluded with your Ming Sect, otherwise how could you rescue the six major factions so smoothly?"

I saw my nephew in the air, obviously died at the hands of Xie Xun, how could I be at fault? Sect Master Ning is not very old, but he is very good at quibbling! ”

Ning An laughed, and his voice actually reached below the dry well guarded by the three of them, and Xie Xun heard it clearly!

"Xie Xun killed him, that's because he didn't hide, who is to blame for his death? I'm afraid that you don't know anything about it, and you just listen to Yuanzhen's nonsense!

As for rescuing the six major factions, I didn't expect the deity to be kind, but some people don't know what to do, so you can give me back the life of empty wisdom and empty wisdom! ”

After Ning An finished speaking, he violently used the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and with just one move, the dragon regretted, and there was a dragon-shaped force hovering in the air!

The three old monks' eyes were shining, their eyes were boiling with battle intent, and they naturally heard the name of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the dark long rope twitched, and it was entangled with the dragon-shaped strength!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three loud bangs, the three old monks' bodies that were originally as stable as Mount Tai moved back half a foot at the same time, hitting the trunk of the tree behind them.

"What a handsome kung fu! It's the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, right? Why did the Ming Sect Leader even do it? The yellow-faced old monk was shocked by Ning An's strength and asked.

Ning An explained while using other means, "Divine skills are mastery, in this world, everyone can learn it, it's just a chance!" Three, and look at my yang finger skills! ”

Ning An ran his internal force and shot out three finger forces in the air, the speed was amazing, if it weren't for the deep offensive power of the three old monks, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to react!

The three old monks glanced at each other, and finally said in unison: "Amitabha, Kurong Zen Gong!" ”

Shakyamuni was destroyed in the city of Kusana, east and west, north and south, each with two trees, and the two trees on each side were one prosperous and one withered, called the four withered and four glorious.

The tree of luxuriance and glory signifies the true nature of Nirvana: constant, happy, self, pure; The withered and withered tree shows the world: impermanence, no joy, no self, no purity.

It is said that the World-Honored One is extinguished between these eight realms, which means that it is neither dry nor glorious, neither false nor empty, which is also the highest meaning of Kurong Zen Gong!

In just an instant, Ning An could almost feel that the breath of these three old monks was constantly disappearing, like a stubborn stone, and Ning An could use his means at will!

The finger power of a yang finger can't hurt the three people at all, this is because as soon as the finger force reaches the three people, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, which makes Ning An quite surprised!

"What a miracle! I think this dry glory god function is on a par with your temple's vajra incorruptible body divine skill! But I still have a miraculous skill that has not yet appeared, so I will sacrifice the three of you today! ”

The yin and yang in the body have changed, and the original nine yang true qi that was to yang to rigidity has been transformed into another kind of true qi that is yin and soft, which is the nine yin true qi!

"Nine Yin Divine Claw!"

Ning An's five fingers were vigorous, and the true qi in his body swirled, and the place where he exerted was invincible, destroying the enemy's head like the Nine Yin Divine Claws that pierced the rotten soil!

"Nine Yin True Scripture!"

If the prestige of Jiuyang Shengong is not obvious in the world, then the name of the Jiuyin True Scripture, who does not know the number of masters in the world?

Even if it is the three crossings that have been in the world for more than 30 years!

After only listening to three muffled snorts, the three old monks spit out a mouthful of blood in unison, and at the same time ran the exercises, and the true qi in the body stabilized.

Ning An did not take advantage of the danger of others, although the three of them were a little paranoid, they were already people who escaped from the world, and there was no need to hurt their lives.

"Three, can I meet King Xie Fa in person!"

After the three of them finished pranayama, Ning An opened his mouth and asked, Sandu sighed, and only said one word, Amitabha, and opened the dry well.

Ning An did not hesitate and jumped down.