Only then did the old monk realize that he had indeed looked away before.

"The master's words just now are amazing, isn't it that the cultivation of the Linji Sect has no Buddha Heart Sutra?" Bai Yujing originally heard Jiuyequan say that this Buddha Temple is a Zen Taoist system, but now he saw this old monk scolding at the gate of the mountain, and suddenly knew that it was the Linji Sect.

I can't help but think of Jiangxi hero He Xinyin said that in addition to the true heart sutra can think of the false as true, there are several similar heart sutras in the world.

The Buddhaless Heart Sutra of the Rinzai sect is one of them, destroying the Buddha in the heart and taking oneself as the Buddha. The mad monk who created this Buddha-free Heart Sutra once left four Buddhist verses: The sky is as big as the Buddha, and the temple on earth is peaceful. How big is the Buddha's heart, the Buddhas of the heavens are all nonsense.

It's just that this Heart Sutra is said to have been lost for a long time, and Bai Yujing didn't expect that there would still be a inheritance in Japan.

"The donor has a good eye. The old monk was surprised that this young man from the Ming Kingdom could see his inheritance.

When Bai Yujing saw him admit it, he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Just as the poor Dao Fang just said, if the master wants the poor Dao to enter your Buddhism, it is better to give it a try." If you are poor and do not learn the Tao, you are naturally willing to abandon the Tao and follow the Buddha. ”

The donor smiled, and the old monk was speechless just now. The donor is already the best in the world, and the old monk is ashamed of himself!" the old monk said slowly.

"The master can rest assured, even if the master loses, the poor road does not need the master to abandon the Buddha and follow the way, as long as the Buddhaless Heart Sutra borrows the poor road to take a look. ”

Bai Yujing said this very confidently, Kitahara Chiaki had never seen such a sharp Bai Yujing.

Along the way, she only felt that Bai Yujing was light when she walked, sat and lay down, and there seemed to be nothing in this world that could make him feel excited. But the current Bai Yujing seems to have changed people, like a dusty sword suddenly unsheathed, and the edge shoots straight at the bull fight, sharp and dry.

Undoubtedly, for the Japanese Warring States people who are accustomed to respecting the strong people below, Bai Yujing at this time made Kitahara Chiaki even more heartbroken.

And Jiuye Quan also felt the change in Bai Yujing, but he glanced at the old monk. He didn't notice any difference between the old monk and ordinary people, but Bai Yujing, who was still indifferent in the face of hundreds of monks and soldiers, actually had a fighting spirit at this time, which showed the terrible old monk.

The old monk's brows furrowed deeply, he never thought that his casual words of praise would provoke such a character. In his opinion, this young man from Daming is not very old, but he seems to have reached the realm of returning to the basics, and he thinks he has only set foot in recent years.

But Bai Yujing looks so young, and the Ming Kingdom is worthy of being rich and rich, and it has given birth to such talents.

If he had known that Bai Yujing was such a person, how could he dare to speak wildly and let Bai Yujing enter his Buddhist gate. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, let alone a person who is close to becoming a Buddha and attaining enlightenment like him.

"That's it!" The old monk sighed secretly in his heart, and chanted to Bai Yujing: "Amitabha, since the donor wants to give it a try, it is better to come with the poor monk." As soon as he finished speaking, several warrior monks rushed over: "Where is the Yimei monk, let me go, wait for us to catch him back......"

The chaotic sound came from afar, and when those warrior monks saw the old monk, they were all fierce and vicious, and they were about to throw the old monk to the ground. I saw that the old monk's wide robe was like a cloud that was scattered, and after a few sounds, those warrior monks flew out upside down.

This scene fell in the eyes of the others, and they were all stunned.

Especially the young monk who knew the guest, he never thought that the monk Yimei, who was about to go crazy from time to time, would have such a method. The young highness who was standing on the sidelines and watching couldn't help muttering, "Could it really be a Buddha in the world?"

Then I saw the old monk with his big sleeves fluttering, and his feet were like walking on a wave, heading towards the side of the mountain. Obviously, the speed is not fast, but in the blink of an eye, the kung fu man is already more than ten zhang away.

"Master, don't leave. ”

When the young highness heard the voice, he saw that a figure had rushed to the old monk at some point, stretched out his right hand, and his five fingers fell towards the old monk like a pillar of optimus.

"This ......" The young highness asked himself, who had worshiped under the ghost sword hero Kuriyama Koizumi, and had also seen many kendo masters. But compared with the two in front of him, it seems that one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, and there is no comparison at all. In terms of light skills alone, his master, known as the ghost shadow, seemed to be inferior to the old monk.

Not to mention the young man from the Great Ming Kingdom.

When the young highness was shocked, the old monk's heart was even more shocked.

He had already overestimated Bai Yujing, thinking that although Bai Yujing was still young, he had reached his current realm. But as soon as Bai Yujing made a move at this time, he knew where he overestimated the other party, and clearly underestimated the other party far and far underestimated.

Bai Yujing's five fingers fell, like the vast sky collapsing.

Whether it is strength or momentum, it can be called the strongest and strongest, but if this is the case, the old monk will not be surprised, but the strongest palm strength clearly contains countless kinds of soft energy, the slightest secret buckle, like a thin needle, with unparalleled strength fell together.

In the past few years, Bai Yujing has long understood the Eight Scenes and Meditation Method, and the Eight Scenes and Eight Phases are even more enlightened. In his spare time, he created a lot of tricks with the artistic conception of the eight phases, which is the "heaven and water life" derived from the heavenly phase and the water phase.

The water becomes rain in the sky and falls into the sky. Bai Yujing takes the palm of his hand as the sky, turning the clouds and covering the rain. The sky is strong and strong, and the rain is soft and dense, like water drops and stones.

Even if you can withstand the power of ten thousand jun, you can't withstand the drop of water.

Such a trick is close to the Tao, combining yin and yang, and the attainment of combining rigidity and softness is simply superb.

In an instant, the old monk's body seemed to be a little shorter. But his wide robe seemed to rise with the wind, as if the Buddha had come to earth. This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and everyone felt that the old monk seemed to have become much bigger out of thin air, and he greeted Bai Yujing's five fingers without fear.

Except for Bai Yujing, no one noticed that the old monk's body had slipped out of his wide robe. Bai Yujing's palm touched the wide robe, and he suddenly felt that the robe was like a balloon full of air, with a continuous true qi inside, and one wave was stronger than another.

If Bai Yujing's move was only strong, if he collided with it, he was afraid that the entire robe would explode like a bomb.

But Bai Yujing's hand "Tiansheng Water" not only has unparalleled strength, but also contains yin energy like a cow's drizzle, and the swollen robe suddenly seemed to be pierced by countless fine needles, and it dried up without making a sound.

It's a long story, but it's really just a blink of an eye. The robe fell to the ground, and the old monk appeared on Bai Yujing's left side.

At the same time, the old monk pinched his fist mark and slowly swung it out.

It looks like a childish fist swinging, without any strength, but in Bai Yujing's opinion, it is obviously a punch but it seems to be made out of nothing, a fist mark is born out of a fist mark, and there are countless dense and countless in an instant, and the entire void seems to be a fist mark.

"Is this the wonderful use of the Buddhaless Heart Sutra?" Bai Yujing was stunned!

What he doesn't know is that the Heart Sutra of No Buddha emphasizes "sex is the heart, and the heart is the Buddha", and this trick is the heart and heart!

In terms of boxing, this old monk is enough to crown the world with this hand, if it was Bai Yujing a few years ago, I am afraid that he would have to retreat.

But today's Bai Yujing, looking at Ming Japan, there are only a handful of people who can match it. Although this old monk is also considered a leader among the super-first-class masters, he is three points inferior to Bai Yujing.

I saw Bai Yujing pinching the sword finger in his hand, and his breath was awe-inspiring. The sword fingers are linked, as if a pair of wings are spreading, which is the "Feather Flying Immortal" derived from the two phases of wind and thunder.

Everyone faintly heard a soft groan, like a clear spring in the mountains, and like a sword roaring. And the old monk seemed to see a sword, a sword that was extremely fast. He had always thought that the sword that cut off his left eyebrow twenty years ago was the fastest sword in the world, but today he had seen countless swords that were not inferior or even surpassed.

The sword qi rose, and the Heavenly Fist Seal dissipated one by one in the Heavenly Sword Qi.

The sword qi that was sharp enough to penetrate everything made the old monk stop any movement, and he didn't have the slightest confidence in the face of this sword qi in the sky.

It seemed like a long time in an instant, and it seemed that the old monk had spent a few springs and autumns in an instant.

He had to throw in the towel!

Even if he used his life's trick, it was far less than the charm of that moment just now.

Suddenly, several bells and drums rang out from the temple in the distance, and the heavy sound of bells and drums "Knock-knock-" signaled the setting of the sun.

The old monk took out a yellowed booklet from his arms, saluted Bai Yujing, and respectfully handed it to Bai Yujing with both hands. Fortunately, although the old monk cultivated the Zen of the Rinzai sect and practiced the Buddha-free Heart Sutra, he was Japanese, and the respect for the strong was almost imprinted in his bones.

Otherwise, if you change the martial arts people in the Central Plains, most of them will not hand over their mastery even if they die. After all, this lineage must never be revealed to others.

"That's it?" the young highness didn't quite understand, but a glimmer of excitement flashed in Jiuyequan's eyes. When he saw Bai Yujing coming, the excitement was hidden in the depths. He really didn't misunderstand Bai Yujing, Bai Yujing could defeat this old monk so easily, and maybe he could also defeat his master Tsukahara Buchuan.

When the time comes, he can return to Kashima Jingu in the open and meet his little sister.

"Let's go!"

Bai Yujing said towards Kuno Izumi and Kitahara Chiaki.

"Your Excellency, please stay......" Seeing that Bai Yujing and the three of them were leaving, the young highness hurriedly called.

But how could Bai Yujing listen to him, this time it was a surprise to get the Buddhaless Heart Sutra. How could he still be in the mood to deal with the young highness, beckoning Jiuye Spring and Kitahara Chiaki to leave directly.

The samurai entourage behind the young highness still wanted to stop Bai Yujing and the others, but the young highness hurriedly restrained them. What are you kidding, the martial arts of the young man of the Ming Dynasty are simply unfathomable. Just because he and his samurai followers can be defeated, it really annoys the other party, which is very bad.

The bells and drums in the temple were still ringing, and the young highness suddenly remembered a chant in his ears: "The heavy bells and drums are not urging, and there are green lights shining on me." The affection in the world can't be kept, and the three thousand troubles have long been gray......"

His Royal Highness couldn't help but be happy in his heart: "This old monk is also a master, so it is better to ask him to be my master." ”