The five monks of Xixia came from Bailu Temple and Chengtian Temple respectively, and when they saw the precepts and sages a few feet, they still looked as usual, their posture was relaxed, as if they were taking a leisurely walk, and their eyes showed a touch of solemnity.

Master Huanhai of Bailu Temple laughed and took a step forward: "Master Jiexian's kung fu of debating scriptures, I have already learned it, so I am ashamed!" It's just that when it comes to martial arts, your Xiangguo Temple is really loose and tight, the previous two battles and two defeats, the martial arts between my Xixia Buddhism and your Central Plains Buddhism are superior and inferior, it is already clear at a glance, I don't think there is any need to compare. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused the anger of the monks of Xiangguo Temple.

"Hurting the two masters of Jieneng and Jiekong, and still despise my Xiangguo Temple so much, it's just too deceitful."

"If you win, you don't dare to compare? They must have seen the fate of the first sage, so they were scared! ”

"Shameless!" Zhan Zhao was even more indignant, holding the fine iron short stick tightly in both hands, eager to rush up and fight.

Jiexian frowned, and for a while, it was a little difficult to ride a tiger.

He has always followed the path and never exceeded the rules, and when the other party explicitly refused to fight, he forced his shot, and then it became a battle of will, which violated the Dharma.

But if you stop here, the other party will publicize this battle, and it will also greatly damage the prestige of Xiangguo Temple.

What's more, the other party also raised the result of this battle to the level of the advantages and disadvantages of the Western Xia Buddhism in the Central Plains.

Seeing that Jiexian's expression was hesitant, and he no longer had his previous calm appearance, a touch of pride appeared on the corner of Master Phantom Sea's mouth.

At the same time, another bearded Xixia monk laughed and said: "Senior Brother Huanhai, although the martial arts of Xiangguo Temple are mediocre, but Master Jiexian has stood up, it is reasonable to give him a chance to challenge...... ”

Jiexian turned his gaze to the person who spoke.

This monk's legal name is Yinguang, from the Chengtian Temple of Western Xia, is a high-nosed and deep-eyed Hu monk, but can speak a straight and round Chinese.

The Silver Light Mage paused, and his tone changed: "It's just that this simple martial arts competition is really not very interesting, why don't we wait for the two sides to add a colorful head?" In the previous two battles, you have already lost two games, and there are still three people on our side who have not made a shot, so it is better for you to pick out three more games and compare three more games, with a limit of three wins in five games. If you lose, please take out the 'Great Day Nyorai Mantra' for our reference, and if we lose, we will also present a secret book of 'Go to the Uncertainty Fingering'. ”

Enlightenment, enlightenment for the two old monks were shocked in their hearts, and they changed color, and finally understood that these Xixia people suddenly came to Xiangguo Temple today, not at all to debate the scriptures and participate in Zen, to demonstrate Buddhism, and it was a sword pointing at the 'Great Sun Rulai Mantra'.

"The Great Day Nyorai Mantra? What is that? ”

"Unheard of, maybe it's a profound Buddhist scripture?"

The onlookers of Xiangguo Temple disciples exchanged their heads and "buzzed" to discuss, with doubts and surprises on their faces.

Even in Xiangguoji Temple, only a very small number of monks have really heard of the name of the 'Great Day Nyorai Mantra'.

Zhan Zhao, as a disciple of Master Yan Penitent, is also one of them.

His face was ugly, and he said lightly: "Damn, it is simply wishful thinking to want the 'Great Sun Rulai Curse'." ”

"Little monk, what is the 'Great Day Nyorai Mantra'?"

A sweet female voice sounded in his ears, revealing a hint of curiosity.

Zhan Zhao was stunned and looked back, but saw Song Mingjing and Chen Ruoni coming close at some point. At this time, Chen Ruoni smiled, leaned over, and leaned over to ask.

Zhan Zhao still had a good impression of this kind-looking young lady, but when he saw Song Mingjing, he snorted again: "This is the secret of Xiangguo Temple, why should I tell you?" ”

Chen Ruoni squinted her eyes, suddenly stretched out her slender jade hand and twisted the tender flesh of Zhanzhao's cheeks, and chuckled: "You little monk, you are very unbehaved." ”

Zhan Zhao was startled, like a cat with fried hair, slapped her hand away, and shouted: "Haven't you heard of whether men and women give or receive kisses?" ”

Chen Ruoni smiled and said: "I've heard of it, but in the eyes of the monks, it shouldn't be the equality of all beings, let alone the difference between men and women?" I just pinched your face, and you reacted so much, little monk, you are not clean! ”

Song Mingjing said lightly: "After all, he is a master of color abstinence!" ”

Chen Ruoni was stunned, and then laughed out loud, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and she said a little angrily: "Quit sex, poof, haha...... Originally...... It turns out that the little monk, your Dharma name is 'Quitting Color', haha! ”

"Ahh Zhanzhao's face darkened on the spot, his expression was extremely crazy, one hand scratched the back of his head, and glared fiercely at Chen Ruoni and Song Mingjing.

"Alright, alright, I won't laugh anymore, Master of Chromatography! Poof! Seeing that Zhanzhao was about to be annoyed, Chen Ruoni hurriedly covered her small mouth, her delicate body was still trembling faintly, and she hurriedly looked at Song Mingjing: "Brother Song, do you know the 'Great Day Rulai Curse'?" ”

Song Mingjing said with a smile: "The 'Great Day Rulai Mantra' is just a Buddhist scripture, just because the master of repentance got enlightenment from it and created the empty Ming palm in combination with what he learned, so it was falsely rumored by some people in the rivers and lakes who knew it and didn't know why, and it was considered to be a peerless martial art." ”

Chen Ruoni suddenly realized, and looked at the Xixia monks: "It seems that these people are the ones who covet the 'Great Sun Nyorai Mantra'. ”

"They are also all Buddhists, what they can do with repentance, they may not be able to, if they really get the 'Great Day Nyorai Mantra', they may be able to understand some martial arts from it."

Song Mingjing said calmly: "Of course, it is more likely that you have found nothing or gone crazy. And there is a sword scripture that I passed on to you, and when you cultivate to the fullest, it may not be inferior to Kong Mingzhang. ”

Chen Ruoni said with a smile: "What Brother Song taught is the best. ”

"Nonsense!" Seeing that they despised Yan Repentance, Zhanzhao, who had always respected his master, was annoyed, and he didn't care about going to the senior brother of Jiexian in the field, so he beckoned to Song Mingjing and the others: "You come with me to see." ”

Lining up the crowd, Zhan Zhao led the two to the left corner of the martial arts arena, but saw a boulder more than three feet tall standing.

In the middle of the boulder there is a sword stuck upright, the body of the sword has completely submerged into the stone, leaving only the hilt outside, rusty and mottled.

And right next to this sword, there is a slender hole, I don't know how much to enter the stone.

Chen Ruoni looked up at the hilt of the sword, and followed Song Mingjing to practice swordsmanship, her eyesight also increased, her pupils shrank, and she took a breath and said: "Such a deep internal force, could this sword have been entered by Master Yan Confession?" ”

Zhan Zhao snorted: "Nine years ago, Long Qianshan, the number one master in martial arts, came to challenge my master, Master Yan Confession, and the two fought for a day and a night, and finally Long Qianshan inserted the sword into it!" ”

He raised the fine iron rod in his hand, pointed to the hole in the boulder, looked at Song Mingjing, and said proudly: "But my master's sword has all been driven into the stone." Now, do you still think you can challenge my master? ”

Song Mingjing just smiled and didn't speak, he walked slowly to the boulder, his fingers touched the cold and hard stone wall, and his figure suddenly rose up, and he had reached the center of the boulder, and flicked his fingers towards the hilt of the sword.

With a flick of your fingers, you can make a thousand moves!

When!

Only a rapid and crisp trembling sound was heard, and sparks sputtered and scattered.

"Buzz!"

The hilt of the sword shook, like a chisel through tofu, "whoosh" pierced into the boulder, and then heard a "poof" sound, stone chips flew wildly, and an iron sword shot out from behind the thick boulder.

As if waiting for the iron sword to land, Song Mingjing's body was like lightning, changing shape, and at the same time he reached the other side of the boulder, stretched out his hand and copied it, and the iron sword reached his palm.

Immediately, the figure flashed, and Song Mingjing turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the center of the martial arts arena.

At this time, he was listening to the precept sage's face was cold, and he said to the monks such as Phantom Sea and Yinguang: "How can a monk have a reason for gambling, not to mention that the 'Great Day Nyorai Mantra' is the fundamental ...... of this temple. ”

Before he finished speaking, a fierce wind pressure swept over, causing the six people in the field to hunt and hunt, and the smoke and dust swept away.

"That's the end of the children's play!" Song Mingjing's figure flew down in the air, and a sword slashed down in the wind, sweeping towards the Phantom Sea, Yinguang and other Western Xia monks, and the cold qi forced them to chill all over their bodies.

"I, Song Mingjing, have come to Xiangguo Temple to ask for advice from the master of repentance, and please show up."

The sound is like waves, wave after wave of surging and rolling, and it spreads all over the temple in an instant.