The sweeping monk chuckled: "It's very easy to treat." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" before the words fell, the thin figure suddenly disappeared in place, the palm of the hand towards the blank Chen Fei as a mask, the thick and condensed breath on the five fingers flowed erratically, and the gradually stretched palm seemed to be not anywhere in this world but seemed to be everywhere, like a palm piercing all things in this world, rolling red dust, straight to the other side, showing the pure beauty of Buddhism!

Shaolin seventy-two stunts - Prajna palm.

Holding Prajna in your hand, you can see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will get rid of the suffering of the red dust!

The speed of the sweeping monk's palm is extremely fast, Chen Fei has not yet reacted, this palm has already reached the front of his body, and the strong wind blows up the broken hair on his forehead slightly, and the thin palm in his eyes seems to occupy the heaven and earth, constantly enlarged in his field of vision, not up and down, left and right, not bound by the past and future, and gently falls towards his forehead, perhaps because the speed is too fast, Chen Fei's own consciousness has no time to react, and can only watch the palm get closer and closer to him, but the cold fighting qi in his body is like an enraged beast that runs spontaneously without being driven, A trace of blue light flashed in his eyes, and the increasingly condensed ice-blue dragon behind him appeared almost instantly, and the cold and cold breath swept away with the domineering of subduing the world, but it caused the old man to sigh lightly, and the palm momentum that was originally rushing to attack Chen Fei converged, and the palm turned into a finger, and he was like a meteor and connected a few points on Chen Fei's several key points, and then he didn't see how to exert his strength, and his body suddenly rolled upside down, and once again sat back on the original boulder, took a slight sip of the tea he had just put down, and looked at Chen Fei in front of him with a smile。

"Senior, what does this mean?" Chen Fei's face was a little ugly, and the fine beads of sweat made his face a little pale-those few fights just now were like lightning and flint, if it weren't for the "Ice Dragon's Breath", I am afraid that he would not be able to resist even a single move, and the serious injuries on the spot would be light in the end, with the skill of the sweeping monk, it is unknown whether he can survive or not! At this moment, there was inevitably some aggressiveness in his words, and he only thought that if he couldn't give a reasonable explanation, it would be a big deal to make a fuss on this Shaomu Mountain, anyway, he had the "Ice Dragon's Breath" Thinking of this, the young man's eyes became more and more unkind, like a knife shooting straight at the elderly monk, the ice dragon phantom behind him seemed to sense the master's mood, the wings that were originally slightly curled up suddenly opened, casting a black shadow on the ground, the hideous dragon head slowly raised, and a tyrannical momentum began to rise gradually. Tension permeated the two men facing each other.

The momentum is like a bow and crossbow, and it is about to explode!

"Did the donor think that if it weren't for the inheritance power of that senior, this time it would have been folded in the hands of the old monk? Seeing the face of the donor, I'm afraid I still want to play a majestic role in my Shaolin Zen Temple, right?" The sweeping monk raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chen Fei, and said leisurely. Chen Fei, who was still imposing on the other side, stiffened his face, and looked at the thin monk in front of him as if he had seen a ghost - he could even know what he was thinking in his heart, could it be that martial arts had the power of ghosts and gods in such a situation? He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the sweeping monk took out something from his arms tremblingly, made of brass all over, with a soft yellow light, it could be seen that it was valued very much by its owner, but despite this, it could also be seen that there was an obvious trace of time, a lot of vicissitudes, but it was a walker's headband!

Glancing at this walker's headband with a little nostalgia, the sweeping monk gently placed him on the ground, as if he was holding a treasure in his hand, sighed slightly, and said softly: " If you are willing to seal all the skills of this body from the predecessors, you can be safe within ten years, if you are willing to inherit the mantle of the old monk, the old man is willing to teach what he has learned, but he does not have to shave as a monk, he is a walker, the old monk is waiting for you in the Buddhist hall under the mountain. If the donor is unwilling, he will leave on his own. Amitabha...... After speaking, he didn't look back at Chen Fei, and whispered a Buddha horn, staggering down the mountain like an ordinary old man, and his restrained figure had a kind of inexplicable vicissitudes of loneliness. Behind him, Chen Fei looked at the lonely figure of the old man, his face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, and he wanted to ask several times, but he didn't say a word until the back of the sweeping monk disappeared at the corner of the mountain road.

Shaking his head in frustration, Chen Fei even had the idea of intercepting him and asking him clearly, but he felt that the scene of the old monk coming down the mountain was harmonious, as if he was in harmony with heaven and earth, and if he dared to act rashly, he would be the enemy of this piece of heaven and earth. Even the ice dragon transformation behind him had just changed from his usual cold and tyrannical nature, and was honestly curled up in a ball like a domestic fat cat.

This is the so-called unity of heaven and man. With a sigh of emotion, Chen Fei slowly closed his eyes, although he couldn't look inward, he could clearly feel that there was an air mass between his chest and abdomen, and immediately urged the fighting qi in his body to run towards this air mass - whether he wants to enter the Buddha Gate or not, this time bomb-like heart trouble is better solved first!

Fighting spirit, in fact, is very similar to a sword, it is like a powerful and special weapon, no one will have a trace of vigilance against their fighting spirit, even those frenzied warriors are extremely trusting of their fighting spirit, Chen Fei is the same, but it still happened.

The fighting energy in his body not only did not enter the seal according to Chen Fei's control, but also constantly impacted Chen Fei's fragile internal organs!

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, and Chen Fei looked at the ice dragon transformation in front of him with some disbelief - a pair of eyes looked down at Chen Fei coldly and indifferently, and the threatening emotional fluctuations were clearly conveyed to Chen Fei - move again, die!

Feeling the sharp pain coming from the internal organs, looking at the ice dragon's indifferent and contemptuous eyes, a trace of madness quickly appeared in Chen Fei's eyes.

"Evil obstacle dares!!" The young man's tyrannical roar and high dragon roar resounded at the top of Shaolin Houshan at the same time, but it strangely did not attract anyone's attention, only a thin old monk in the Buddhist hall at the foot of the mountain showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared, and the low chanting sound sounded again.

。。。。。。。。。。

Time is fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, the sky is full of stars, but the chanting in the Buddhist hall has never stopped. Until......

“。。。。。。 Therefore, there is no ignorance, there is emptiness, so there is no appearance, and there is no awareness. Sariputta, non-color and emptiness, non-emptiness and color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true of thinking and knowledge。。。。。。。 You're here?"

"The disciple has arrived, and I ask the master to give him the Dharma name. ”

"The six senses are far away from each other, and the name is far away. How?"

"Disciple Jueyuan, thank you!"

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