"The people of the sacred mountain?"

"After a farewell for decades, Master Li still remembers the old monk!" The old monk with white eyebrows and red robes bowed.

"The kindness of the master back then, the younger generations have always remembered it!" Li Fazu straightened his clothes, bent down to salute, and fell to the ground. Then he straightened up again and said, "If it is the matter of the Li family in Ganxi, the master will come forward, and the younger generation should retreat." But it's about Longshan colleagues, the younger generation doesn't dare to abolish the public for personal gain, so they have to fight, and I hope the master will forgive me!"

The red-robed old monk frowned slightly: "Let the old monk come and learn Master Li's tricks!"

After a short interruption, the three monks, two white and one red, retreated in a hurry, leaving the battlefield to Li Fazu and the sacred mountain.

The storm is up again!

The height has not been able to restrict the two of them from exerting, although these two people are old acquaintances, they do not give in to each other in the battle, and they are not willing to show mercy at all. The battle was as fierce as the previous two. When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent. Fight from the ground to mid-air, and then fight back to the ground from the air.

Watching the two fight, Zhang Yan said in his heart: "Looking at the number of exercises of the old monk in the red robe is very similar to that of the Master Wushuang, wearing ...... It's the same color. It's not the same lineage, it should also be the master of the same lineage inside the Snowy Realm Buddhism......"

The Snowy Buddhism has one law and three transmissions, and the upper, middle and lower three precepts and laws are the same but different. They are the same as the Dharma, but with different emphasis. The upper part of the monk's clothes is white, starting from the king of Dapeng Ming, to the eight venerables, all the masters, and the names are mainly animals.

The monks of the Central Seat wear red robes and robes, and their names are taken after hurricanes and rivers, alluding to the great power of nature. Qi Wu Wen He is really titled "Supreme Mighty Sumeru Master". Supreme and vigorous because he is far superior to his peers, and he has an honorific title.

The basic title "Sumeru" is the sacred mountain recorded in the scriptures. It is the same as the people on the mountain.

The first title he obtained, "Gasha", is also a mountain.

Both of them belong to the same central seat, and they also have the same avenue of enlightenment. Watching this old monk fight will be of great help to the Venerable Master again.

As for the lower seat, the representative figure today is the Equal Venerable Kab. Wearing a yellow monk's robe, the number is taken from the wishes of the people. For example, among the 24 Venerables, equality, majesty, wisdom, and great virtue...... All belong to the Yellow Venerable of the lower seat.

Zhang Yan, who had been hiding in the sky and peeping, also cheered up and paid a little more attention.

The language and script of the mountain people living in the Gasha Shamen Mountain area are very different from the common language of the ancient land of Longshan, Hushan, Shuiyun and other places. But when you get to the upper echelons of the Snowy Buddhism, everyone knows the common language, and everyone recognizes the Chinese characters that are commonly spoken.

The disciples of the five sects of Longshan also have a tradition of learning the language of the snowy region, and the three people present can also listen and speak.

A series of conversations, sometimes in snowy dialects, sometimes in common language. Sometimes the lingua franca is used while the dialect is used.

Qi Nanqing, Li Fazu, Wan Hongchang, and all the monks present heard that there was no hindrance. Only Zhang Yan, the digestion of these secondary memories is not complete, and he doesn't understand it half-well, and he also needs a small assistant to match the subtitles, which is very boring.

It was only then that I felt a little uplifted.

"This lama's comprehension of gravity is even more extreme than that of the Unequaled Venerable

Far from the gap...... However, I know that from this and the other, with my increased strength after another transformation, as well as the addition of the lack of heaven, the destruction of the sky, and the absoluteness of the sky. If I meet the Peerless Master again, I will have a good chance of winning!"

Just completed the third change, Zhang Yan had such an idea, and now referring to the old monk in red, he is more sure in his heart.

Li Fazu and the old master in red clothes and white eyebrows turned over and over, fighting dozens of faces, and was secretly anxious in his heart: "The old monk is indeed kind to me, but I can obviously win, if I delay like this, I will definitely lose, isn't it wronged?"

"Heavy mountains and waves" is good for quick wins.

With the passage of time, the true element, physical exertion, and the backlash that the body can bear also continue to decline. It is equivalent to the strongest blow he can deliver, and the power is constantly weakening.

Awakening to this, Li Fazu immediately made a decision and no longer hesitated.

More than 150 years have passed, and he will not be merciful in the midst of people's hearts and ghosts. When it should be ruthless, don't say that it is an old monk who was kind to him decades ago, even if it is his own children and grandchildren, it is not that he can't clean up the portal, just see if it is necessary.

Of course, "retreating" is not a lie.

Fame and credibility cannot be directly converted into cultivation, and in some cases, they are still quite useful.

If it weren't for the fundamental conflict, of course Li Fazu would let in the general trifle.

But at this time, everyone can make it clear that there is a regional interest behind each other, similar to a war between countries. Both sides are not exactly fighting for themselves. In such a situation, even if he doesn't talk about personal relationships, others can't blame him!.

Thinking clearly, Li Fazu Qingqi progressed, and the old monk opposite shouted in a low voice, and pushed with both hands.

The green shadow is heavy, and the flag wind is gusting!

Eighteen overlapping waves, the strongest blow he can hit at the moment!

The layers of defense of the red-robed old monk cracked, shredded, and quickly fell backwards under the sharp spear edge.

"How daring!" Venerable Rhodo in the main hall saw that the old monk in the middle seat was in crisis, and sighed lightly. The white robe flashed, and he turned around and punched out.

Rumble!

Li Fazu's body bent and suddenly accelerated and retreated.

Wan Hongchang took a roll of long flags, took a punch from the White Elephant Venerable Luo Duo for him, looked solemn, and asked, "How does Li Xian's nephew feel, do you still have the strength to fight again?"

Li Fazu spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a wry smile: "It's not too good! I first used the eighteen-fold 'Heavy Mountains and Waves', and it was when I was weak that I was punched hard by the White Elephant Venerable...... With half an hour of luck to heal my wounds, I was able to temporarily recover eighty percent of my combat strength, but it was just ......"

"Then immediately use your skills to heal your injuries, now you and Miss Qi will deal with it! In today's situation, if you want to get back the face of the Longshan monk, you still have to fight!"

Wan Hongchang was majestic, blocking in front of Li Fazu, standing sideways, blocking the way of the White Elephant Venerable Luo Duo.

"Amitabha!" The color and ornamentation of the monk's robe are seven or eight points similar to Nanluo, and the middle-aged white-clothed monk who is only slightly different in detail has a sad face, and he can't see any place that matches the name "white elephant". With a wave of both hands, he threw eight heavy punches in a row.

was waved left and right by Wan Hongchang's long flag, and all of them were resolved.

"Hahaha~

The White Elephant Venerable of Gasha Shamen Mountain only has this ability!" Wan Hongchang laughed wildly and provoked on the surface, and secretly complained bitterly in his heart. The White Elephant Venerable's eight heavy punches just now, which looked unremarkable, landed on the "four-faced divine flag", but it made him suffer a lot of impact, not only his wrists and arms were numb, his five fingers were unconscious, and even his viscera was shaken.

As soon as he looked at his face, he suffered no minor or serious internal injuries.

Siping Taoist people, his family inheritance exercises are inseparable from the "four-faced divine flag".

By refining the divine flag, you can open the four gates of advance, retreat, tendency, and stop on the battlefield, which can act on the enemy and apply it to your own body. Shuttling between the four gates, elusive, the most elusive, suitable for group battles.

In just eight punches, he had exhausted his strength. He wanted to calm down the eight heavy punches that the White Elephant Venerable had thrown, or guide the True Yuan of the Fist to turn to attack the rest of the Snow Masters present.

The two powers are like stones sinking into the sea.

He didn't know how much the White Elephant Venerable felt, but he was sturdy and took the White Elephant Venerable's eight punches.

The two forces of convergence and cessation do not work.

Wan Hongchang's specialty is only two powers: advancing and retreating. Cast on yourself, advance and retreat without a trace, and be elusive. Or there's still a chance to get close to Rodo, smash the cold and strike with all his might, and maybe a chance to win. Not utterly hopeless.

It's just that he has just boasted about Haikou, so that Li Fazu can rest assured that he will resist everything in the outside world. can't dodge, is in a dilemma, and suddenly puts himself in an embarrassing situation, and there is nothing to do.

"I, Wan Hongchang, also have times when I fall into such a situation!" Wan Hongchang smiled bitterly in his heart: "So far, I can only hard-top! Lose my life together, see you underground, Li Boy can't blame me!"

Let him go back on his word and give up Li Fazu to escape alone, Siping Daoist can't do it!

Behind him, Li Fazu's breath suddenly disappeared, and Qi Nanqing's voice came faintly, sending it straight into his ears: "Ten thousand seniors can respond to the enemy with peace of mind, and the safety of Li seniors will be taken care of by the juniors." ”

The burden behind him disappeared, and Wan Hongchang's heart suddenly lightened.

Laughing loudly, the long banner in his hand swayed, and his body suddenly disappeared from the place, not retreating but advancing, breaking into the main hall.

The titled masters who were still in the main hall suddenly let out a series of shouts, and all kinds of law powers, magic weapons and light pierced through the hall and shot out of the hall.

A tall and majestic hall dedicated to the three Buddhas, in the blink of an eye, it is full of holes. With a "boom", it collapsed.

The broken wood, masonry, and glazed tiles were thrown into the distance or blasted into powder by several masters before they could hit the ground.

"Long An, Yang Shu, how about the old man's current strength?" Wan Hongchang's words came from the smoke and dust.

Except for the previous white-eyed and red-clothed Divine Mountain Venerables, there are still as many as seven Titled Masters in the main hall, along with thirty-two ordinary Masters outside the hall. Nearly forty masters shot out in unison, but they still couldn't help it!

Zhang Yan in the clouds was amazed and exclaimed.

"The four-faced god last time, it wasn't so fierce!"

Little assistant slightly

Microsearch, in less than 1 second, has already sent him the answer.

"It turns out that there are more 'four-faced divine flags'! No wonder it was not Mu Yuda who accompanied Qi Nanqing to visit back, but Wan Hongchang and Li Fazu. No wonder with the ferocity of the Li family in Ganxi, the reputation of the past was still slightly inferior to Wan Hongchang!"

Holding the family heirloom flag, Wan Hongchang advances and retreats freely, like a ghost and god, it is really irresistible!

"The 'Four Gates' divine power is really extraordinary, and the four-faced divine banner is powerful enough!"

This battle simply subverted Wan Hongchang's previous impression in his heart.

The Four-Faced Divine Flag's Tendency and Stop Gate have no effect on the White Elephant Venerable, but it does not mean that it cannot also work on the Guru and the Titled Guru.

When the dust settled, the huge hall disappeared completely, and only the statue of the Buddha of the third generation, which was ten zhang high, was preserved by the efforts of a group of Venerable Masters.

Wan Hong advances, retreats, tends and stops, and gives full play to the functions of the four gods and flags. Eight majestic faces, coming and going among the thirty-nine masters, like gods and demons!

(End of chapter)