Chapter 15 Quit Idleness
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Between the two of them, they stood still, one was haggard, and his face was pale, and the other seemed to be a little better, but it was extremely gloomy as if it was about to drip, and the eyes were extremely cold.
Poof!
Zhou Qilang suddenly knelt on one knee, trembling and covering his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the bluestone bricks, he only felt that the meridians in his body were spinning, and the aura was chaotic.
And the martial arts over there are also uncomfortable, the sleeves of the entire arm have long been shattered and blackened, and the arm is also bloodstained, constantly dripping with blood, drop by drop dripping on the bluestone bricks.
"Hehe, you have no aura now, look at how you use the exercises just now!" Jiewu's face was gloomy, revealing his teeth, he walked towards Zhou Qilang, raised his left hand, and the palm was a little red aura condensed, although it was not much, but it was enough to seriously injure Zhou Qilang for three or four months with one palm!
Zhou Qilang raised his head, twisted his brows, wiped the blood marks on the corners of his mouth, stood up tremblingly, and the resolute coldness in his eyes swept through the scene.
"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, don't hold on, just admit defeat!" Over there, he jumped straight up, clasped his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly.
The senior brother of the martial arts also looked a little heavy, and the martial arts seemed to be a little too much, but the rules of the Shangwu Hall challenge were like this, and no one was allowed to interfere if one party did not admit defeat.
"Senior brother, you quickly think of a way, Senior Brother Xiaoqi has no aura anymore, if he goes on like this, he will die!"
"Hey, this can only be decided by Senior Brother Xiaoqi, if he doesn't admit defeat, there is no way, and the lawyer over there is also watching. Holding the Buddha's hand, he glanced at the martial arts hall over there, that guy had just come, and he was a monk sitting in the Shangwu Palace.
Who doesn't know, the precepts and precepts have always been at odds in the temple, and today the two of them are also fighting against each other, and neither side is allowed to make a move.
On the shore cliff, the host of Xuanqing squinted his eyes, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, stroked a handful of gray beards, and said quite profoundly: "Quit leisure, you go and see, they are all Buddhist disciples, you don't have to live or die, my Buddha is compassionate." ”
After listening to the abstinence, he recited the Buddha's name, and then his figure disappeared in the back mountain bank cliff in a flash.
The tiger ancestor of the temple was staring at the tiger, with his hands behind his back, his black hair was like a snake dancing wildly, and the sound of Hong Zhong looked at the crowd in the Shangwu Hall in the temple, and said: "Is the little doll worthy of our protection?"
"Lao Qu once promised the owner of Zhou Zhuang that if something happened to Tianquan Villa, he would definitely save his life, and the Buddhist family would not be able to break his word. The host of Xuanqing raised his head slightly, looking through the void at a glance, and there was a Buddha light behind him.
"Haha, then again, I owe him a favor, and the little guy is quite pleasing to me. Hu Zu suddenly raised his neck and laughed loudly, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, he was able to break through the eighth layer of Yuanying and enter the coveted ninth layer, it was really a loss to the little guy in the temple.
The spirit of the martial arts palm was full of energy, and he walked towards the opposing Zhou Qilang step by step, the monk's robe was rolling, the corners of his mouth were sneering, and his right arm was dripping with blood.
"I'll teach you what strength is, since you have three layers of condensation, it is impossible to drive you down the mountain, so it is okay for you to lie down for a few months and experience the caress of your senior brother. ”
"Why are you targeting me?" Zhou Qilang swept his eyebrows away, frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, looking at the aura red ball in the heart of the martial arts, he was also constantly mobilizing the aura in the sea of qi, but unfortunately there was no trace of it.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm not targeting you, I just want to say that everyone here is the garbage of Xuanzhen Temple!" Jiewu said with a grinning on the corner of his mouth.
When the monks who had just entered the temple heard this, they all immediately exploded, pointing at the martial arts and scolding.
And on the side of the warrior monks of the Shangwu Palace, they all really had mocking smiles, and they didn't take it seriously.
"Kneel down and kowtow, maybe I'll let you go. Jiewu suddenly changed his attention and gave Zhou Qilang a choice, he wanted to make the guy who injured him lose face.
"Martial arts! Believe it or not, I'll go up and kick you to death!" Jiese exploded in anger, glaring at the meat fist and shouting fiercely.
"How do you choose?" Jie Wu ignored the threat of Jie Se at all, and looked at Zhou Qilang with a sneer on his face full of anger, he enjoyed this expression very much.
Zhou Qilang's face was gloomy to the extreme, if it was changed to before, he could slap him away with only one hand, where was it this guy's turn to shout in front of him.
But now, Zhou Qilang's strength is not as good as before, and it took him nine deaths to recultivate to the third level of condensation, he deeply understands the importance of strength, and only when he is strong can he dominate everything!
Only if you are stronger than others can you gain respect and control your own life and destiny!
Zhou Qilang took a deep breath and let himself kneel?
He inhaled invigorately, and when he closed his eyes, the decadent momentum of his body disappeared suddenly, and the whole was unremarkable, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.
Jiewu trembled, looking at the guy in front of him who suddenly seemed to have changed people, that tangible look made him tremble for a while, and almost forgot that he was the master now.
"Hmph, look for death!" Jiewu shouted in a deep voice, and slapped out his palm, and the red aura in his palm surged, and it was printed straight on the chest of Zhou Qilang, who was immovable.
It seemed that the next moment Zhou Qilang could be seen flying sideways on the spot, blood spilled in the air, and Jie Wu Senran sneered.
"Quit martial arts, you've broken the precept!"
Suddenly, with a low sound of punishment, a yellow-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Qilang out of thin air, raising his hand and gently pinching the slap.
Syllable!
Jiewu was stunned for a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, his wrist was pinched, and the spiritual qi in his palm dissipated directly, and he just wanted to raise his eyes and shout angrily, when he heard the sound of punishment, his anger was suddenly extinguished.
"Senior Brother Quit Leisure!"
Jiewu said in a low voice, and after a breath, he knelt on the spot, and the master of Jiexian hung a string of Buddhist beads in one hand, and the Buddha beads did not move at all, and pressed a palm on the top of Jiewu's head.
Zhou Qilang was also shocked, and was frightened by the yellow-robed monk in front of him, who turned out to be the monk who kidnapped him that day.
"Senior brother. ”
"Uncle Shi. ”
The monks present, whether they were new monks, warrior monks, or precepts, all bowed their heads and chanted with Buddhist rituals.
Quit leisure, the first disciple under the presiding seat of Xuanzhen Temple, a body of cultivation has already broken into the realm of Yuanying, Buddha cultivation is unpredictable, three years ago I heard that it is the sixth layer of Yuanying, is the first master of Xuanzhen Temple in addition to the host, deputy host and tiger ancestor of the temple, in the Longyang Empire that is a well-known monk master.
He cultivates Buddha in the red dust, which can be said to represent the Xuanzhen Temple, and everyone in the world admires such a high monk and master. Even the vast Central Plains has the reputation of the first monk presided over by Xuanzhen Temple, which can imagine the strength of the master of the precept.
"What do people who practice Buddhism pay the most attention to? What are the precepts of Buddhism? What are you?"
Jiewu was frightened, folded his hands, knelt on the ground, looked at the pair of Qingbu monk shoes in front of the ground, couldn't answer, and the cold sweat wet the monk's robe.
Zhou Qilang stood behind the master of the abstinence, knowing that today's matter was over, but he was happy to see how the master of the abstinence in front of him practiced the Dharma.
"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, come here. Over there, he waved his white and tender arms and called out to Zhou Qilang.
Zhou Qilang just glanced back and smiled lightly, still standing there, he glanced at the expressions of the new monks around him, and he seemed to be still resentful, and the dissatisfaction was still hanging on his face.
"Yes, the dignified Xuanzhen Temple is so powerful, and there are even people who commit murder and evil in front of the Buddha, but you can imagine how dark the cultivation world in the outside world is. Zhou Qilang thought to himself, not shocking the idea of urgently needing to strengthen his strength, that desire became stronger and stronger, not only for revenge, but also to survive in this cruel world of cultivation, and to have the basic qualifications to talk about revenge!
"Senior brother, senior brother knows that he is wrong. Jiewu finally gritted his teeth and replied with a Buddha salute, although he lowered his brows, but his tone was indeed gloomy and cold.
"What's wrong?" asked Jie Xian lightly, like a master outside the Dao.
"You shouldn't embarrass your junior brother, you shouldn't break the precept of killing, desire, or anger. "Jiewu came one by one, and what he said was quite sincere.
"Punish you for thinking about the cliff for three months, and if you don't understand the true meaning of the precepts, you can't take half a step out of the cliff. The master said coldly, took the palm of his hand, and hung the bright Buddha beads between his fingers.
"Quit Kong, are you satisfied?" The master of quitting leisure suddenly turned around, looked at Zhou Qilang with a light smile and asked.
Zhou Qilang returned the Buddha with a smile and said, "Obey the decree of Senior Brother." ”
Jiexian nodded and showed a rare smile, then glanced at the monks around the Shangwu Palace, and raised his voice: "Today's matter is over, and in addition, in view of the fact that the third layer of the Martial Arts Hall has met the requirements for entering the Shangwu Palace, you will be allowed to enter the Shangwu Hall to practice from today on." ”
As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Qilang, wanting to see the little guy's reaction.
"Senior Brother Xie's hand-picked, the abstinence from the void must be a good student to practice, but I don't know, presiding over the master's deacon," Zhou Qilang owed a one-handed Buddha seal, and said intentionally or unintentionally.
"Haha. Quit idle flicked up the monk's robe, strode out of the meteor step hundreds of meters, disappeared in the eyes of everyone, and the next moment Qu Xian disappeared into the fog in the sky.
"Shrink the ground into inches!" Zhou Qilang was taken aback, his eyes were full of differences, and he saw that the footwork of the master of the abstinence was actually shrinking into inches!
Shrinking the ground into inches, in the record of the cloud step exercise, it is recorded that the cloud step practice to the realm of Dacheng is comparable to the world's first speed exercise - shrinking the ground into inches, you can escape into thousands of miles, and you can chase the stars and the moon
"Senior Brother Xianxian's cultivation has improved again, and it seems that he is about to become an inch of land. The precept nodded and said with a light smile in his eyes, as if he was happy for the senior brother of the precept.
And a group of new monks, including warrior monks, all looked at the direction where the master of the abstinence disappeared with envy, their eyes were full of heat, and they only increased their envy, how good it would be if they could have that kind of cultivation.
Look at the world, hear the monks!