Today finally saw blood, the monk covered his broken arm and cried continuously, and all the monks guarded him, looking at Huangfu Xiaoyuan and Lu Hanjiang with hateful eyes.

The sadness in front of the old monk Lingyi became more and more intense, and he raised his cloudy eyes, which seemed to be asking something.

Lu Hanjiang shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Old monk, you are allowed to bully more and less, why can't this son help his sister?" Besides, old monk, you can also do it, but this son didn't stop you. ”

When the words fell, Lu Hanjiang not only did not take back the Heavenly Machine Sword on the old monk's shoulder, but began to increase his strength little by little, but the old monk Lingyi never changed his face.

Lu Hanjiang was slightly surprised: "Abbot Lingyi, it's hidden deeply." ”

The old monk Lingyi, who was as old as a withered leaf, remained immobile under Lu Hanjiang's sword, but the floor under his feet had been shattered into a piece of debris, and the terrifying cracks still spread further around, and everyone watched this scene with bated breath.

"Amitabha."

Just when the beam above his head let out a slight mournful roar, this old monk Lingyi finally spoke, his complicated gaze fell on Lu Hanjiang's body, and he sighed: "The vision of the Daoist friend of the Northern Hell is really extraordinary, and he can actually teach the dragon and phoenix among people like the Moon Shi. ”

"Passing the prize."

The corners of Lu Hanjiang's mouth raised, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and the right hand holding Tianji suddenly increased a little more force, Lingyi's old monk's eyes changed, he immediately let go of his closed hands, and tightly grasped the scabbard of Tianji, and at the same time, his feet were also pressed into the floor in an instant, directly shortening Lu Hanjiang by a large margin.

"Abbot!"

"Senior brother!"

The surrounding monks were nervous, and at this time, the floor was already level with the knees of the old monk Lingyi, and if he looked at it according to this posture, he was afraid that Lu Hanjiang would directly press him into the soil.

Lu Hanjiang looked down at the old monk Lingyi, and said curiously: "Old monk, why do you bother, don't you Buddhists say that everything is empty, and the Buddha statues in this temple are all things outside the body, what is the point of protecting these mundane things, what is the point of protecting these mundane things, doing this, isn't it contrary to the scriptures you read." ”

In this battle, only Lu Hanjiang and the old monk Lingyi in the field knew that they were competing with internal strength, as long as the old monk Lingyi took a step back, the entire hall would collapse, but he himself would never fall into such an embarrassing situation, and it was impossible for him to fight back.

And the current situation is that the old monk is reluctant to give up the golden Buddha of this temple, and forcibly transfers all the pressure given by Lu Hanjiang to himself, and he will not let go.

The old monk Lingyi was silent, the lower half of his body was lost to the ground, Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows, let go of his hand a little bored, and took the sword back: "Don't play, you old monk is really not interesting at all." ”

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"Amitabha."

The bones of the old monk Lingyi were as if they had been knocked by a hammer, and at this moment they seemed to be still creaking, but the calm between his eyebrows did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"The moon donor's martial arts are strong, the old man admires, the lotus temple is small, and the donor is asked to raise his noble hand." The old monk Lingyi didn't care about the embarrassment of half of his body being buried in the soil, so he straightened his upper body and folded his hands in salute.

Lu Hanjiang flipped a sword flower in his right hand, hung the heavenly machine back on his waist, looked down at the old monk Lingyi and said, "Abbot Lingyi, where did Senior Brother Ling's Blood Demon Sword Technique come from, now you can tell you directly." ”

After being silent for a long time, the old monk Lingyi said slowly: "This is an ugly matter in my Buddhism, and I ask the Moon Donor to listen to it, don't spread it." ”

Lu Hanjiang smiled and didn't answer.

But the old monk Lingyi didn't care, he paused, and then said to himself: "Senior brother Lingcheng, originally a disciple of the Lotus Temple with high hopes, he worshiped Buddhism when he was young, and his talent is amazing, and he has become famous before the age of thirty. ”

Lu Hanjiang nodded slightly: "The name of 'Tyrant Sword King Kong' is indeed extraordinary, and my son has also heard of some of the heroic deeds of your junior brother." ”

"Lao Wei is already an ancient age, he should have stepped down from the position of abbot of this Lotus Temple early, although Lingcheng is young, but his martial arts are extremely good, with him taking over the position of abbot, Lao Qu can also feel at ease."

When the old monk Lingyi said this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, and the immeasurable future of Lingcheng's junior brother has all been ruined on this magic skill...... With the ability of the moon donor, it should be seen that the martial arts that Lingcheng junior and junior originally practiced were the precept-breaking sword method of Buddhism. ”

Lu Hanjiang bowed: "Yes, Lingcheng's Ring Breaking Sword Technique is indeed powerful, but what does this have to do with the Blood Demon Sword Method?" There is no resemblance between the two. ”

But the old monk Ling Yi shook his head and said: "Lord Yue is wrong, the Blood Demon Sword Method is actually the top martial art of the unity of form and spirit, and the Breaking the Ring Sword Method is quite similar to its shape. ”

"Oh? Is there such a thing? ”

Lu Hanjiang frowned, he didn't see any similarities between the two at all, but the old monk Lingyi said firmly: "Although the Ring Breaking Sword Technique is similar, it has no gods, but because of this, when Senior Brother Lingcheng first came into contact with the Blood Demon Sword Method, he did not suspect it, and mistakenly recognized it as a new chapter in the Ring Breaking Sword Technique, and practiced the martial arts in it. ”

Lu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes slightly, listening to the old monk's words, he had a conjecture in his heart, and immediately asked: "The seventy-two stunts all exist in the north and south of Shaolin, the abbot of Lingyi, if my guess is right, if your junior brother wants to cultivate new martial arts, he should also find it from here." ”

"What Lord Yue said is right," Old Monk Lingyi did not hide it, he said bluntly: "The first time Senior Brother Lingcheng came into contact with the Blood Demon Sword Technique was in the Northern Shaolin Scripture Pavilion. ”

"In this way, this peerless magic skill is actually hidden in this quiet place of Buddhism, which is quite interesting."

Lu Hanjiang didn't suspect that the old monk Ling Yi was talking, even if what he said was really amazing, at his level, if he didn't want to say it, he could shut up, there was no need to use lies to make people.

"Thank you Abbot Lingyi for solving your doubts, and my son will leave."

After getting the answer he wanted, Lu Hanjiang immediately turned around and left, followed by Huangfu Xiaoyuan, and walked away amid the angry eyes of the monks.

Looking at the back of Lu Hanjiang's departure, the old monk Ling Yi lowered his eyebrows slightly, silent.

After leaving the Lotus Temple, Huangfu Xiaoyuan couldn't help but ask: "This matter is simply incredible, how can the Blood Demon Sword Method be in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Northern Shaolin, that Lingyi monk, maybe he just wants the fox and the tiger might." ”

Lu Hanjiang didn't think so, he said: "Don't underestimate him, this old thing is deliberate, the old monk's bones are very hard, if he doesn't want to say it, he will use all the methods of the eighteen edicts, and he won't confide in half a word, he is so honest today, but he actually wants to cause trouble." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan immediately thought of the angry scolding of the Lingcheng monk that day, squinted her eyes and said: "In this way, the Lotus Temple really has a festival with Northern Shaolin. ”

"I'm afraid it's not a festival, but a big grudge," Lu Hanjiang touched his chin and said: "If the old monk didn't exaggerate, then this sword King Kong may indeed be the next abbot cultivated by the Lotus Temple, but unfortunately it was completely ruined by the Blood Demon Sword Technique of Northern Shaolin, tsk." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan nodded, but then wondered: "But if this matter is true, with the temperament of Ghost Li, how could he put martial arts in Northern Shaolin, which is not against him?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Hanjiang's eyes gradually became deeper: "Xiaoyuan, have you ever thought that such a possibility is not the Blood Demon Sword Technique that Ghost Li got first, but the Northern Shaolin held this magic skill, and then handed it over to him because of a certain opportunity?" ”