At that time, we will have to find a way to get the dragon elephant prajna gong, and at that time, the dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, both internal and external cultivation, will definitely be able to achieve the pinnacle of martial arts! At that time, even the legendary Bodhidharma Patriarch and Xiaoyaozi will no longer be their opponents!

Zhang Wuji didn't want to miss the Dragon Elephant Panruo Gong, after all, for his own martial arts, the more martial arts he fused, the stronger the final martial arts.

.........

Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min rode horses and stood in front of the Tantric Gate.

Looking at the majestic treasure hall in front of him, Zhang Wuji lost his mind for a while, he always thought that Shaolin monks were extravagant enough, but he didn't expect these tantric monks to be even more presumptuous, as a Buddhist, he kept saying that he was compassionate and not greedy for red dust, but he lived such a luxurious life, which was really different!

In front of the hall, a little monk in a red monk's uniform held a wooden stick and shouted at the two of them, "Who is coming?!" ”

Zhang Wuji jumped down, "Mingjiao advocates that Wuji come to worship the sect!" ”

"You're Zhang Wuji?" The little monk was shocked, "Wait, I'll go through it." ”

Zhao Min was worried, "Now that we are in the other party's territory, no matter how strong your martial arts are, you can't stand the other party's many people." ”

"Don't worry, I won't." Zhang Wuji smiled compassionately, reached into his arms with both hands, touched it, and was immediately full of confidence, and at the same time did not forget to mutter, "I hope they don't force me!" ”

Zhao Min looked at Zhang Wuji's smile, and couldn't help but feel creepy, why is this kid laughing so madly!!

While the two were talking, four or five sturdy men walked out of the door, their bodies were bronzed, and they looked extremely strong, and Zhang Wuji looked extremely small and helpless in front of them.

In fact, Zhang Wuji's height is also one meter eight, but these tantric disciples have practiced physical skills since childhood, and their physical development is far beyond ordinary people, especially the height, all of them are two meters, and they look like stone pillars one by one, which is extremely bluffing.

Among them, the leading disciple lowered his head and looked at Zhang Wuji with contempt, "You little white face, is that what Mingjiao advocates Wuji?" I can't look at it! "From the point of view of their tantric disciples, the stronger and taller their stature, the more advanced their cultivation is, so seeing Zhang Wuji's weak appearance, it is inevitable that there will be a trace of contempt.

Zhang Wuji didn't care, who said that cultivation depends on body shape? And if he makes his limbs developed for the sake of cultivation, like a second fool, Zhang Wuji would rather not practice this kind of kung fu, nothing else, it will affect his appearance!

"I see that you are not as miraculous as the news says, it seems that I can solve you by myself without the Holy Son!" The first person laughed wildly, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant like that of an old cow.

"You're so annoying, shut up!"

Among these seven words, Zhang Wuji directly used the lion roar skill given to him by his father-in-law, and the strong internal force directly penetrated, shaking the man back a few steps, and his brain was also a little dazed, and he shook straight away.

"Don't know how to be polite to guests? If you don't know, I can teach you! ”

The man was immediately furious, in the Tantra, except for the Holy Son, the younger generations were invincible, and now he was trained by a hairy boy, how could he hold on to his face?

"Boy, you're damned!" After speaking, he rushed directly towards Zhang Wuji with a roar, stepped on the ground suddenly, and then popped up, and the place where he was standing was directly shaken and cracked, spreading in all directions.

Zhang Wuji shook his head when he saw it, when a real master uses internal force on his feet, he should only leave two footprints, without hurting the slightest of his surroundings, and this brainless monk actually uses this low-level operation to intimidate himself, it is really unbelievable! Zhang Wuji also planned to give this great monk a dismissal.

Immediately the index finger of the right hand bent, the internal force surged, a stone was directly sucked into the finger, and then the finger flicked, with a yang finger technique popped out, the stone bounced towards him like a bullet, the monk is also the head iron, seeing the stone is coming, he didn't want to dodge, but straight up, the iron palm actually wanted to directly grab the stone that came from the catapult.

With a "poof", the monk's palm was suddenly shot through, leaving a small hole in the palm, and this was not the end, the stone shot straight at the man's head again, grazing his head and slashing it.

Everything happened in a split second.

At this time, he was already sweating and was forced to stop in place, he really underestimated Zhang Wuji's strength, a small pebble just now almost killed him, and suddenly he felt a pain in his scalp, and he couldn't help kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with his left hand, caressing his temple with his right hand, and a wave of heat spread to his palm.

Subconsciously looked at the palm of his right hand, and found that it was already covered with blood stains, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and saying, "Your Excellency is really a good skill, but in my tantric place, isn't it too presumptuous?" ”

"You deserve it too?" Zhang Wuji sneered, "What qualifications does a mid-acquired cultivator have to bark in front of me?" ”

Zhao Min's face suddenly turned pale, well, as a first-class scumbag, he was insulted to φ (* ̄0 ̄)!

"Didn't you think you were lucky enough to escape just now?"

Hearing this, the great disciple of the Tantric Sect already knew that it was Zhang Wuji who spared his life just now, otherwise he would have died at this time.

But it's better to kill yourself like this, as a great disciple of Tantra, if you lose your temper in front of so many disciples, what majesty will you have in the future?

"Your Excellency is really a master of art and boldness, I admire it!" gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Zhang Wuji with a gloomy face.

"Sect Leader Zhang came to the appointment, he should have been hospitable, but he just injured the people of my sect, isn't it too much?" Before Zhang Wuji could reply, he heard a voice full of energy coming from far and near, full of internal strength, and he was a congenital master!

"Where and where, in the lower heavens, the people of the upper state, for those who understand etiquette, they naturally treat each other with courtesy, and turn into barbarians, they are naturally treated with barbarian methods!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, you see, if you're not careful, I didn't mean yours!" Zhang Wuji said casually, and these people with developed limbs in Ren Tantra also heard the ridicule in Zhang Wuji's words, and couldn't help but step forward.

"Stand down, aren't you ashamed today?" Hama shouted angrily, and everyone really retreated in fear of Hama's majesty, and changed their faces again, "Sect Leader Zhang is not strange, it's just that I have always heard that Sect Leader Zhang's martial arts are world-famous, and it turns out that his verbal kung fu is also so strong, I hope you don't let me down!" ”

"Now that I'm here, where are my parents?" Zhang Wuji was too lazy to make a false deal with the other party, he originally came to compete in martial arts.

"Sect Leader Zhang is really filial!" Hama couldn't help but smile with his palms.

"Your Excellency's parents have been well received, so I'll take you there."

"Tired to lead the way!"