"Ground Surge Golden Lotus!"

At this time, many practitioners in the Quartet are not ignorant, this is the famous light body method of Buddhism Lianhua Temple, step by step to give birth to lotus, fate to birth and extinction. The way of reincarnation of Buddhism, the profound and mysterious, looking at the many first-order supernatural exercises in the world, are rarely available.

Step on the chaotic qi and give birth to lotus flowers step by step!

Wang Qingyuan saw through it at a glance, this empty monk has not yet built a foundation, but his cultivation of foundation building is not weaker than him, and he has already penetrated three hundred and sixty-five secret points in the human body, attracting the ancestral qi of heaven and earth into the body. Condensed out the chaotic qi and blood.

Thinking of moving, Wang Qingyuan stepped on "Endless Steps", he took one step at a time, looking plain, but as the footsteps fell, the long street seemed to condense under his feet, and his toes landed, and he was more than ten zhang away.

This......

The cultivators were dumbfounded, and the empty monk was growing a lotus step by step, and that Beidou Shaojun seemed to be really a person in the Immortal Dao. One step at a time, as if the Taoist shrunk into an inch, the two of them went one after the other, and they disappeared in a moment, becoming two tiny black dots.

"What a deep footwork!"

After a long time, the foundation building monks hidden in the crowd sighed, they saw some clues, Wang Qingyuan stepped forward, faintly echoing with heaven and earth, but the breath was mysterious. It's not something they can understand, even if they have been in the realm of Dao Ji for many years, if they do their best, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch up with the footsteps of the two.

Many Kyushu people are annoyed. But they also understand that this is the two young masters who are unwilling to fight in public and show them a show.

Call!

Wang Qingyuan's feet were extremely fast, the wind was whistling, and the robes and monk's robes of the two were hunting, and they left Dukou County in less than half a cup of tea. Arrived in the wilderness of the countryside.

In front of a clear stream, on the pebbled shallows, the two stopped almost at the same time, standing thirteen feet apart.

The empty monk turned around, looked at Wang Qingyuan, and exclaimed: "The young monarch is chaotic and powerful, his body is outstanding, and he is secretly in the avenue, and the little monk admires it." ”

"The master praises falsely, and the master's Diyong Golden Lotus is worthy of its name. ”

"The little monk is looking forward to Shaojun's "Ziwei Heavenly Knife", but he doesn't know the forty-nine knives, how many knives has Shaojun realized now?"

Wang Qingyuan understood when he heard this, this empty monk really understood the "Ziwei Heavenly Knife", and the forty-nine swords were completed, which was not recorded in the historical records of Xuantian Dao, only the inheritor of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" knew, which shows that he was in the same vein of Ziwei Peak, and he may have really had some entanglement with this Buddhist Lianhua Temple back then.

And as soon as his spiritual power filled the void and captured many sounds, he deduced that since his crape myrtle peak was cut off five hundred years ago, the "crape myrtle heavenly sword" was lost, and the "Innocent Prajna Knife" of this Buddhist gate Lianhua Temple, the real town temple, was also hidden, and was replaced by another top supernatural power exercise "Jiaye Finger".

Among them, whether it is as the empty monk said, then "Innocent Prajna Knife" needs his crape myrtle peak's "Crape Myrtle Heavenly Knife" to polish and feed moves, in order to reach the peak of perfection, I believe it will be revealed soon.

As soon as he thought of this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Wang Qingyuan's mouth, and he said: "How many knives have been understood, the master will know as soon as he tries it." ”

"Shaojun, the little monk is offended. ”

The Void Monk nodded, and his right hand slowly lifted up, landing on the inky hilt behind his back.

"The name of the sword is impermanent, treasure soldier. The empty monk paused his palm slightly, and said again.

Wang Qingyuan understood what he meant, although this descendant from Buddhism Lianhua Temple was young, but between his gestures, Wang Qingyuan had considerable virtues, not in vain.

"The master can rest assured that he will be able to use the knife. ”

This time, the palm of the empty monk finally slowly grasped the handle of the knife, and he didn't see the slightest movement, but in Wang Qingyuan's eyes, the empty monk who had a dusty temperament revealed a sharp edge on his body.

The edge of the sword!

Really!

Wang Qingyuan's eyes also showed a solemn look, if the empty monk in front of him did not comprehend the edge of the sword, he would not have the slightest fighting intent.

Airplanes!

As time passed, the sword behind the empty monk trembled, and the sound of the knife was long, and it seemed that it could illuminate the nine heavens.

This is an extremely mysterious illusion, but Wang Qingyuan understands that it belongs to the knife realm of "Innocent Sword", or the true meaning of the knife technique.

The seeds of time trembled slightly, and before they could fight, Wang Qingyuan felt that the green iron long knife behind his back that had been impregnated with the true meaning of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" for many days was ready to move, and his spiritual thoughts became incomparably clear at this moment, and the true meaning of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" flowed in his heart, and he gave birth to a strange kind of enlightenment, which was indescribable, unclear, and the battle intent in his heart surged, and he almost wanted to boil.

Raising his hand, Wang Qingyuan's right hand also fell on the hilt, belonging to the majestic and vast "Ziwei Heavenly Knife", and the incomparable sharp qi broke out of the body.

The blue iron long knife trembled, and at this moment, Wang Qingyuan and the empty monk were separated by thirteen zhang, with the two as the center, and on the shallows with a radius of thirty zhang, thousands of pebbles trembled and beat lightly.

Recite!

With the passage of time, the trembling sound of the two long knives became longer and longer, and after thirteen breaths, the sound of the two knives climbed to the extreme, and on the shallows, thousands of pebbles slowly suspended as if imprisoned by an invisible force.

The two remained unmoved, and it seemed that two stone statues were standing.

However, the invisible blades of the sword path were intertwined in the thirty zhang void, and as soon as the thousands of pebbles were suspended, they were crushed and turned into stone powder, and the two of them were like being in the gray mist, and their figures were hidden.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, half an hour, one hour.

Until the sun sets, the moon rises, the sun and the moon alternate, hanging in the east and west high heavens.

Boom!

There was a sound of unsheathing, and two wisps of sword light rose at the same time.

On the shallows, the dusk was torn apart, a ray of sword light hung high like an emperor star, and the chaotic light was blazing, while another ray of sword light was like a spiritual mountain in the world, and the chaotic qi was cold.

In an instant, it seemed that the light of the sun and moon above the nine heavens had dimmed.

Bell!

Immediately afterward, there was a series of golden and iron sounds, as magnificent as the Heavenly Divine Bell rang, and pale vacuum cracks filled the void, and the invisible sharp qi plowed out terrifying knife marks of different depths on the shallows.

"Second cut!"

Wang Qingyuan smiled, in the distorted air, his figure was blurred, but his voice was as loud as a knife.

"Great Brahma!"

The empty monk opened his mouth like a Sanskrit song, the chaotic sword light was cold, and in an instant, in Wang Qingyuan's eyes, it seemed that the entire heaven and earth had dimmed, but it was not darkness, but the vast starry sky, the long night of immortality.

Such a broad and vast sword technique, Wang Qingyuan saw it for the first time, as the empty monk knife light rose, the blue iron long knife in his hand turned, and naturally regenerated and changed.

Thundered!

There was a thunderous sound, and with the light of Wang Qingyuan's sword, a lightning seemed to appear in the void, lightning crossed the sky, and the chaotic light illuminated the heavens and the earth, wanting to pierce the Great Brahma.

This is the third knife of crape myrtle!

"Good knife technique!"

The empty monk shouted, his steps moved, and a chaotic lotus flower appeared under his feet, and he gave birth to a lotus step by step, and he briefly ascended to the void nine zhang high.

"Immeasurable Buddha Light!"

The third knife of "Innocent Sword"!

The great Brahma starry sky, with the Buddha living above the nine heavens.

The empty monk slashed down, and the pitch-black blade burst out with chaotic sword qi, like a Buddha born, falling for nine days, and crushing down.

Wang Qingyuan's mind was fluctuating, his spiritual power was unprecedentedly keen, the true meaning of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" was boiling, his spiritual power penetrated into the blue iron long knife, and the impermanence knife was coming, and he gave birth to many enlightenments faster and more than in the past.

The next moment, an ancient god appeared in his mind, looking up to the sky and roaring, awakening from the ages, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Without thinking, the light of the blue iron long knife in his hand changed again.

In the Ancestral Divine Court, as Wang Qingyuan took out the sword, the calm sea of chaos suddenly churned, and a wisp of invisible qi burst out again, injecting into the blue iron long knife.

Rumble!

In the haze, the eyes of the empty monk changed slightly, and in the bright sword light that belonged to Wang Qingyuan, he seemed to see a statue that had awakened from the ancient years, born from chaos, reigned in the starry sky, fought for nine days, and commanded the stars.

King's Landing!

This is the fourth knife of crape myrtle!

In the chaotic sword qi, the gods roared, wanting to destroy the immeasurable Buddha light.

At this moment, the eyes of the empty monk were bright, and there seemed to be a lot of floating slaughter reflected in his eyes, and the pitch-black ring knife in his hand suddenly bloomed with immeasurable light.

"Innocent Bodhi!"

As soon as the Sanskrit chant was sung, the brilliance that had been captured by the gods cracked, and an ancient Bodhi tree pulled out its branches, and faintly, the Buddha's light could be seen like spring water, bubbling out.

This is a style full of Zen fixed state of the knife technique, with a new breath, Bodhi tree grows, branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, come to the nine heavens, the Buddha's light hangs high, like a Bodhi seed, falling on the treetops.

Wang Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged, and at this point, he felt that "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" was more mellow than before, and the knife that was half-lived in the Yuanshen World earlier should not be the fourth knife, but the fifth knife.

Rumble!

The blue iron long knife slashed in the air, in the depths of the boundless void, the ancestral qi of heaven and earth fell, and the tip of the knife swallowed out the chaotic knife qi that was six inches long, and as this knife fell, the chaotic qi gathered, and the wisps of silk were wrapped around the blade like a pattern, and fell into the eyes of the empty monk, as if the entire heaven and earth were turned upside down, turning into a chaotic furnace, what nine heavens, what Bodhi ancient tree, what immeasurable Buddha light, were swallowed into it, to be refined into ashes.

In an unprecedented crisis, the eyes of the Void Monk also became unprecedentedly quiet, until the Chaos Sword Qi was about to approach, he turned his knife and the void slanted upward.

There was no magnificent sword qi, only a faint heaven and earth ancestral qi circulating on the body of the ink-like sword, but as the ring knife was pulled out, the broken air healed, the vacuum calmed, and the chaotic knife qi that slashed in front of him also disappeared with this knife.

Bite!

The blades clashed, and with a soft roar, Qingxi more than ten zhang away seemed to have fallen thunder. The stream exploded suddenly, making a huge splash several feet high.

Looking at the chaotic and distorted air, it calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the figures of Wang Qingyuan and the empty monk gradually appeared.

Boom!

Put the knife back in its sheath. The empty monk clasped his hands together, said a Buddha name, and said: "Little monk, thank you Shaojun for your success, build the foundation in the future, and then come to find Shaojun." The little monk retired. ”

After speaking, the young monk in the withered yellow monk's robe turned around, and he gave birth to a lotus step by step, and his body was extremely fast, and he crossed the stream in an instant, and disappeared into the dark night wilderness.

Wang Qingyuan put away the knife and took a deep breath, this battle was of extraordinary significance to him, he already believed that the "Innocent Panruo Knife" of the Buddha Gate Lianhua Temple needed to be polished with the "Crape Myrtle Heavenly Knife" of his crape myrtle peak. In fact, fighting with this empty monk is not a kind of polishing of himself.

This battle not only allowed him to consolidate his gains, but also realized the fourth sword, corrected the past, and the fifth sword also came out.

He was a little curious, such as his crape myrtle peak, what was the cause of this Buddhism Lianhua Temple in his early years, a Buddha. Why can the two knife techniques sharpen each other and continue to improve, the truth in this will return to Ziwei Peak later. But I want to enter the world of the original god and ask for advice.

However, for this empty monk, Wang Qingyuan is also extremely concerned, and he has never dared to have any reservations just now, this is definitely the top master of the young generation who have not yet built a foundation, and he is full of chaos and blood. is not below him at all, and even the grasp of the subtleties of the sword technique is better than him, which shows that the understanding of the opponent's basic sword technique will most likely enter the Dao realm and go further than him.