Although Zhizang is young, he is quite personable, and he deliberately reminded Li Daoxuan of his magical powers.

"The so-called elephant throwing supernatural power, taken from the allusion of the Buddha throwing the elephant, it is said that the Buddha was a prince when he was a giant elephant when he worshipped the Buddha for a day, and the Buddha lifted the trunk to throw it, and the three days fell, and the giant elephant fell into a pit, which means the power of Buddhism." There was a hint of confidence in Jizang's eyes.

"The poor monk's elephant magic power, although it is not as powerful as the Buddha, but it can also carry the mountain and reclaim the sea, but I don't know how the real person wants to compete?" Li Daoxuan smiled and said, "You are a guest from afar, and you will be sure of the method of the competition." Zhizang smiled slightly, as if he had already made up his mind.

"The poor monk has been smelling the good wine of real people for a long time, so he wants to invite real people to drink." Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and said, "Interesting, where is the wine?" Zhizang stretched out his hand and took out a huge bronze tripod from the storage artifact, which was full of crimson wine.

Winter! The bronze giant tripod fell to the ground, and the entire Anren Hall seemed to shake.

"This tripod is the holy tripod of my tantric lineage, immortal after thousands of years, from the legendary Nalanda Temple, heavy over the mountains, real people, be careful!" Zhizang said, reached out and grabbed a kick of the bronze giant tripod, and then exerted his strength on the ground, the arm muscles were like dragon elephants, and the infinite divine power was like a volcano erupting, and the stars burst out.

Airplanes! The bronze giant tripod was actually raised by him with one arm, and not even a trace of the wine inside was spilled, which showed the subtlety of its power control.

"Real people, Dingzhong is the best grape wine in my Tubo, and I hope that real people will drink it quickly, don't waste it!" With that, he stretched out his hand and patted it on the body.

Clang! It's like a giant tree hitting a golden bell! The bronze giant tripod as high as more than a zhang rotated and flew towards Li Daoxuan, like a roaring mountain, as if there was a wind and thunder, stirring Zhou Tianxingdou, and the violent wind set off made the surrounding ministers restless.

With this blow, Zhizang has used the magic power of elephant throwing. Shakya throws the elephant, three days do not set, it can be seen that the horror of this supernatural power, on the strength of the strength, I am afraid that it is not under the seventy-two supernatural powers, coupled with the Yang God cultivation of Zhizang, this tripod is really like a thunderbolt, unstoppable!

Seeing this scene, the ministers in the palace were all taken aback. When some people saw the giant tripod that hit like a mountain, their faces turned pale with fright, their bodies trembled, and their hearts and gallbladders were lost.

The Tibetan envoys were proud. It is said that when he was born, his mother dreamed that the sun was in the womb, and there was a rainbow in the sky for three days, which attracted Master Huikun.

Guru Huikun only glanced at him, and knew that this was his future successor, the next generation of tantric masters!

Later, Master Zhizang did not disappoint them, as soon as he stepped into the Yang God, he awakened the three major supernatural powers, which are extremely rare throughout the history of Tantra and belong to the Heavenly Wealth.

When Master Huikun was still alive, he prophesied that Zhizang was an immortal genius, and he would be able to revitalize Tantra and become a Buddha in the future!

Some people's hearts are hot, although Li Zhenren of the Tang Dynasty is strong, but if he is defeated by Master Zhizang, then Tubo will raise his eyebrows, Maha has achieved Li Daoxuan's prestige, why can't Li Daoxuan achieve their prestige of Tubo?

Rumble! Facing the bronze giant tripod that swirled and flew in, wrapped in boundless power, Li Daoxuan was silent on the surface, but in fact, his heart sank slightly.

It is worthy of the Yang God Realm, and none of them are simple. Zhizang's hand is very clever, Li Daoxuan not only has to take over this tripod, but also can't let the wine spill a slight, otherwise it will undoubtedly fall into the disadvantage, after all, when the other party threw the giant tripod over, he didn't spill a penny.

This makes the difficulty soar several times over! If he casts the Fa Heaven and Earth, it will not be difficult to take it, but there is no guarantee that the wine will not be spilled.

If it was before he cultivated to change stars, he would probably lose, but now...... Li Daoxuan's eyes suddenly became extraordinarily deep, as if he had read all the vicissitudes of the world, and had seen the sun, moon and stars, the breath on his body had also become ethereal and vast, obviously he was in the main hall, but it made people feel as if he was thousands of miles away.

Zhizang's eyes froze, staring at Li Daoxuan tightly. That's it! It was this kind of breath that made him unable to see through his heavenly eyes, and he was very jealous in his heart.

In front of everyone's eyes, Li Daoxuan suddenly raised his hand, raised the giant sword that was still peeling the skin just now, and swiped lightly at the surging bronze giant ding.

There is pear juice flowing on the Juque sword, which looks like an ordinary peasant kitchen knife, and Li Daoxuan's sword has no tricks, neither shocking sword intent nor sharp sword energy.

However, the crowd heard a certain sound, such as a broken silk. Zhizang Tong Kong froze, revealing a look of surprise.

I saw that there seemed to be a strange sense of distortion around the bronze giant tripod, and the body of the tripod was still rigid and domineering, menacing, like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, bombarding thousands of miles.

But...... No matter how fast it is, it doesn't seem to be able to reach Li Daoxuan's body, it is obviously as fast as lightning, and it is only a few steps away from Li Daoxuan, but it prefers to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, the ends of the world.

It seems that Li Daoxuan's ordinary stroke suddenly added some distance between him and Tongding. When the bronze giant tripod flew for a moment, the speed became slower and slower, and finally it finally came to Li Daoxuan's body, but anyone could see that the momentum of this tripod had exhausted, and it was not as good as before, almost the end of the strong crossbow.

Zhizang lost his mind slightly. Li Daoxuan smiled and said: "Little monk, Shakya throws an elephant, but the sun does not set for three days, why do you throw the bronze tripod, only fly for a moment and then it can't work, it seems that the cultivation is not at home." He continued to lower his head and peel the pears as if nothing had happened, as if everything he had just done was just a casual act.

And the flying giant tripod was held by a slender jade hand. Airplanes! The bronze giant trembled and obediently stopped on the fair-skinned soft wattle, with slender and slender fingers, and skin like mutton fat and jade, which seemed to flow with a glass-like luster under the surging sun.

Everyone was shocked, because the woman who caught the bronze tripod turned out to be the mediocre-looking maid next to Li Zhenren!

At this moment, they suddenly discovered that although this maid had an ordinary appearance, her hands were the best in the world.

At the same time, they were also shocked in their hearts, although the prestige of this bronze giant tripod has dropped greatly, but it still weighs more than 10,000 catties, not to mention a weak woman, even three or five strong men may not be able to lift it, but this maid is so easy to catch!

In an instant, the faces of the Tibetan envoys were hot. They also thought that Master Zhizang could defeat Li Daoxuan, but in the end, not to mention Li Daoxuan, even the maids around them could take it...... The maids are so powerful, so how strong should Li Daoxuan be?

"Amitabha!" Zhizang clasped his palms together and looked at Li Daoxuan and Tsing Yi Niangniang, with both loss and admiration in his eyes.

"Real people are good means, the poor monk has heard, there is a mythical allusion in the Central Plains, called the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the legend is that when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met in the Heavenly Palace, the Queen Mother of the West pulled out the hairpin and stroked it gently, and there was an extra Milky Way between the two, which seemed to be late, but it was far away, and it could only be seen on the Magpie Bridge." After a pause, he sighed: "The poor monk thought that the saying of waving a hairpin into a river was just a myth, but now it seems that it is the poor monk sitting in the well and watching the sky. ”