Chapter 195, Chongyang War Holy Monk, Real Emperor Fighting Master!

"Brother Zhang Dao, Li Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for many days, but it's good lately. ◢ With the * dream ◢ small * .lā this living Buddha will be handed over to the poor road. ”

Just when Li Lin and Zhang Sanfeng were polite, the breath of pure yang in the void was all over the place, and ten thousand starlights shot at the heavens and the earth, creating all things, washing living beings, and Wang Chongyang came from afar.

Behind him, dozens of figures moved and leaped horizontally, and suddenly came, like a northern beggar, riding a dragon, like an eastern evil, stepping on the blue sea, and if a southern monk, the golden clouds floated...... After a while, they came to Li Lin and the others.

"I've seen my ancestor!"

The two brothers, Yang Kang and Yang Guo, came up to greet him, and the little beggar secretly ran behind Li Lin, glanced at the crowd, and then quickly dodged to cover his thin body.

Li Lin smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that Xiao Huang Rong was afraid of seeing someone.

The Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master seemed to feel something, and glanced in the direction of Li Lin with deep meaning, but he didn't say much.

"Amitabha, Chongyang Zhenren, in the past battle of the Potala Palace, you have been defeated, not my opponent. The bald young man's words were very light, but the arrogance was spontaneous.

This living Buddha is a young man who looks no more than 20 years old, with a huge wheel of light on his head, as if he is one with the great sun in the sky.

In the bright halo, there seems to be a Buddha sitting on his face, which is very similar to that of a young man, and the great sun hangs in the void, shining on living beings, breeding all things, and destroying the heavens.

"Living Buddha, the Potala Palace is your main land, occupy a favorable location, and there, you will be a god. The defeat of the poor road is not a crime of war. Now, when the poor road leaves Zhongnan, you are no longer in the west, and you can fight!" Wang Chongyang said lightly.

This sentence is not unreasonable, the living Buddha has been in the west for many years, and the Potala Palace can be said to be full of Buddha's light and has the advantage of location; just like Wang Chongyang's position in Zhongnan Mountain, there is a geographical advantage.

"Well, the poor monk will convince you!"

The living Buddha silently recited the Buddha's name, his steps were empty, and the ** sun behind him became more and more dazzling, more and more bright, and the scorching waves of air could burn the void, as if the real sun was coming.

Wang Chongyang's white hair was flying, stepping on the pure yang qi, the sword qi was strong, and he rose into the air to fight with him.

"The Great Day is like the true scripture, and the Buddha is like the palm of the gods!" The living Buddha drank lightly, and slapped down with one palm, as if a Buddha's palm fell with a bang.

"Innate skill, pure yang sword!" Wang Chongyang was indifferent, a long sword in his hand slashed towards the Buddha's palm, the pure yang qi was pervasive, the sharp sword light was vast, there was the power of cutting the sky, and there was the potential to split the sky.

"Boom!"

The sword qi was raging, the Buddha's light was shining, the entire void, the chaotic clouds were shattered, the void was cracked, reflecting the Dao Dao divine light, and the terrifying momentum almost shook the heavens and the earth, as if it was going to destroy the entire capital.

"If you come to the Dharma Phase, the Great Sun Shrine!"

"Pure Yang Law Phase, Ten Thousand Swords Heaven and Earth!"

Wang Chongyang and the Living Buddha fought a real fire, no longer left their hands, each of them cast the magic of refining the gods, unfolded endless visions, the sky was broken, and one black hole after another was torn out, black, more terrible than the abyss.

"This is the Great Ri Rulai Sutra, the peerless classic of the Potala Palace in the west, no one has ever succeeded in cultivating, only today's living Buddha!"

"Yes! This is our living Buddha in the west. When he was three years old, he awakened the memories of generations, went to the Potala Palace alone, and with his supreme wisdom, he overthrew many Dharma kings and became a living Buddha of the present day!

"O Buddha who walks the world, your light will shine on the whole world and suppress all heretics!"

Under the void, more and more warriors gathered over, and the warriors on the western side were in a surging mood, kneeling on the ground, kneeling three times and bowing nine times, bowing and worshipping, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

In this way, it can be seen that the status of the Living Buddha in the land of the West!

Chongyang Zhenren sits in Zhongnan, is one of the three Dao Venerables of Daomen, with profound martial arts and unpredictable Taoism, and is a first-class figure of immortals. How do you compare to a mere living Buddha?!"

"That's right! The battle of the Potala Palace was completely a conspiracy of the Mongols! If the Living Buddha in the West dared to come to Zhongnan, he would definitely be suppressed by the real person. ”

The warriors from the Song court also boosted Wang Chongyang's morale, and their expressions were extremely convinced.

"The national teacher is here!"

At this moment, there was a commotion on the Mongolian side, an avenue was divided, and a kind old man slowly walked out.

He was ordinary, very ordinary, like a drop of water in the boundless sea of people, there was nothing peculiar, and the only thing that impressed people was the eyes that shone with wisdom.

Pasippa, the fifth-generation patriarch of the Sakya school of Tibetan Buddhism, is also considered to be one of the previous lives of the ** lama;

Historically, this person was the first emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, plus the Great Treasure Dharma King, even in this world, he was also the first emperor of Mongolia, a generation of supreme pride!

"Zhang Zhenren, I haven't seen you for a long time. Emperor Ba Si Pa seemed to know Zhang Sanfeng and said hello.

He smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, like ten thousand flowers blooming, ten thousand trees growing, and the warriors around him seemed to be infected by his smile, unconsciously showing a smile, even the heavens and the earth were cheering.

"Another terrible monk!" Li Lin was shocked.

Although these people have only opened one Purple Mansion Acupoint, they are strong and weak, and the strong can compete with the Tiangang martial artists in the Shenzhou Continent, even the weakest God Refining Strongman can compete with the martial artists who have condensed three or four acupoints.

It's horrible!

Zifu acupoint is worthy of being one of the three major dantians of the human body!

"Mongolian Emperor Ba Sipa, you are not dead?!" Zhang Sanfeng looked at this person quite solemnly and said in a deep voice.

Emperor Ba Si Pa smiled faintly and said: "Zhang Zhenren, Mongolia's domination of the world is the general trend, and it is impossible to reverse it by relying on you alone, so why bother with it? If Zhang Zhenren can retreat from here, the poor monk can call the shots, let go of the Wudang Sect, and the Wudang Mountain is thousands of miles away, and Zhang Zhenren can decide with a word!

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Ba Siba, you have a good plan. It's a pity that since Lao Dao is here, he won't retreat so easily. ”

"Anyway, if Zhang Zhenren doesn't dislike it, the poor monk can have a fight with you. Emperor Ba Sipa bowed his head and whispered, "If Zhang Zhenren wins, everything can be decided by the real person; if the real person is defeated, then ask the real person to retreat, and Mongolia can also release the disciples of Wudang, but Wudang needs to be closed for a hundred years!"

"I've done a lot of talking. ”..

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were majestic, he shook his long sleeves, and slowly took a step towards the distant void.

This step, stepping in the air and climbing the stairs, seems to have an invisible staircase, dragging Zhang Sanfeng towards the sky.

"Xuanhuang Shixi worships the Master, and I can do it when there is chaos...... Purple Qi comes 30,000 miles from the east, and the first 5,000 years of Hanguan!"

With Zhang Sanfeng's chanting, as Zhang Sanfeng stepped into the void, above the sky, a ball of purple qi came out, surging like a tide.

The purple air comes from the east, stretching for 30,000 miles!

Li Lin was dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Sanfeng, who stepped into the sky step by step, fused with the purple qi of thousands of miles, like flying to the immortal realm, and was almost speechless.

He highly estimated Zhang Sanfeng's strength, but now it seems that he is still underestimated, the law has not yet appeared, and with this boundless atmosphere, he can suppress the universe!

"Is this the real strength of the master?" In Wudang, Zhang Wuxia and everyone were shocked.

"Since ancient times, only when Taishang sent a letter to Guguan, there were 30,000 miles of purple qi to accompany him. Zhang Zhenren has lived in Wudang for decades, but he didn't expect to come to this point!"

"Look up to the high, drill the strong, look ahead, and ignore the back. "The Three Sages of Kunlun, He Zudao, Kongtong Seven Wounded Mu Lingzi, Emei Fengling Shitai, and Huashan Feng surnamed Sword Saint looked at Zhang Sanfeng's supreme demeanor, and sighed, "Zhang Zhenren is the same generation as me, but he has come to this point, which can be called the ultimate in the world, and I am ......."

"Amitabha!" Emperor Pasipa closed his eyes slightly, put his hands together, and silently recited a Buddha name, like a compassionate Buddha.

In the void, ten thousand golden lights flashed, the sound of the Buddha's chanting resounded through the void, and a divine building swayed, swaying the light of the sage!

The holy light of the gods envelops Kyushu and covers the world!