Zhongyue Song Mountain, under the five milk peaks at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, in front of Shaolin Temple.

A handsome man in a brocade robe stood quietly with an indifferent expression, with a pair of drum urns and golden hammers in front of him. This man is the world's number one warrior, Brother Wanyan. Behind him, dozens of Jin Kingdom warriors looked arrogant and unkind.

After a while, dozens of Shaolin monks went out to greet each other, and their expressions were calm.

An old monk dressed in a robe with bright eyes folded his hands and said with a pleasant face: "Wanyan monks come to this temple, and the poor monks have lost sight of it, and please forgive the sin!"

Brother Wanyan hugged his fists slightly, and said: "Master Kongwen doesn't need to be polite, I came here today just to teach Shaolin mastery, and I hope that the master will be perfected!"

Kong Wen sighed lightly and said slowly: "At the Heroes Conference, Wanyan Jushi overwhelmed the crowd and won the title of 'No. 1 Warrior in the World', which is known to the world. Being so humble today really tormented my Shaolin monks. ”

Brother Wanyan shook his head slightly, and said regretfully: "The Buddha has a cloud, and the monks don't lie." Master Kongwen is a generation of high monks, why is he so untrustworthy?"

"Presumptuous!" Hearing this, a tall middle-aged monk was furious and reprimanded.

Kongwen said slightly angrily: "No phase, Hugh is rude!"

Wuxiang's mind calmed down for a while, and he hurriedly said: "The disciple is reckless for a while, and I ask the head master to punish him!"

Kong Wen sighed slightly, looked at Brother Wanyan Gu, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk is not strict in discipline, and I also ask Wanyan to forgive his sins!"

Brother Wanyan Gu chuckled and said, "Master Wuxiang is outspoken, what is the crime? I'm just afraid that the other senior monks in your temple don't pay attention to it at all and disdain to make a move." ”

Kongwen chanted a Buddha trumpet, and said in a deep voice: "Wanyan layman is serious, and the monks in this temple have no contempt. ”

"Then why don't you avoid fighting?" Wan Yan Guge's face changed slightly.

Kongwen Zhengse said: "The people in the Buddhist sect want the four major ones to be empty and the six roots to be pure, but they really don't have the heart to win, and please forgive me after Yan Jushi!"

Brother Wanyan sneered: "It is said that Shaolin is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, and the master of the empty news is so vain and wronged, which is really chilling." ”

At this time, a young monk dressed in a moon-white monk's robe with angular facial features folded his hands, bowed to Kongwen, and said lightly: "Master Master, Wuhua wishes to fulfill this wish for the completion of Yan Jushi." He looked calm, not sad or happy, and had a temperament of not being angry and arrogant, and he was the first master of the young generation of Shaolin disciples, Wuhua.

Kong Wen bowed his head slightly, and said softly: "Everything is natural, don't force it." ”

"Obey the teachings of the master. ”

In front of Shaolin Temple, in the center of the open space, Wanyan Guge and Wuhua stand opposite each other.

Brother Wanyan smiled indifferently, his arms scrambled, and he threw a punch, which was like thunder and lightning fast. It's just speed, it's the stimulation of instinctive potential, and it's terrifying.

Wuhua is calm and unhurried, waving his palms to meet him, as steady as Mount Tai.

The bodies are staggered, and the fists and palms are striking.

Brother Wanyan Guge danced with his fists, flying up and down, the tiger and the tiger were in the wind, and a fist shadow shrouded towards the flowers, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and the momentum was pressing.

Wuhua's gaze is calm and waveless, waving his palms, like mountains, like flowing water, rigid and soft, and there is faint true qi between his palms and fingers, which is also real and illusory.

The shadow of the fist shrouded down, unstoppable. The palm shadow calmly greets it, as steady as a mountain. The two figures were constantly changing, and the fist shadows and palm shadows were criss-crossed, and they were evenly divided for a while.

Brother Wanyan became more and more courageous, like a god descending into the world, majestic and majestic. Unconsciously, a burst of kingly domineering emanated from him.

This kind of kingly domineering spreads everywhere and goes straight to the depths of everyone's heart.

The people present couldn't help but be afraid, and their expressions were blank.

The eyes of the flowers are as clear as water, neither sad nor happy, and the four are empty, like the reincarnation of the Buddha. Unconsciously, a sense of peace and tranquility emanated from him.

This sense of tranquility and tranquility spreads everywhere and goes straight into the depths of everyone's heart.

A burst of warmth flowed into the heart, and the people present came back to their senses.

Brother Wanyan Gu was full of energy, constantly improving his internal strength, and condensing his true qi on his fists. Suddenly, there was an arc of lightning between the two fists, which was terrifying.

Wuhua smiled happily and raised her internal force to the extreme, without reservation. True qi is constantly condensing all around the body, as if the Buddha was in the world. There was a serene and serene power in his eyes, as if it could transform everything.

Brother Wanyan Gu is determined, he is the only one in heaven and earth, and he is not afraid of this quiet and peaceful power.

Kongwen sighed slightly, and his eyes revealed a trace of unbearability and regret.

The arc lightning and the formless true qi were entangled with each other, suppressing each other, and there were constantly thunderous sounds, strange and terrifying.

A moment later, the arc of lightning dispersed the formless true qi and submerged into Wuhua's body.

Wuhua froze for a moment, then flew backwards. Three feet away, he stabilized his body, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He chanted the Buddha's horn lightly, and then muttered: "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, it's a pity that my Dharma cultivation is not enough, and I can't complete the transformation of Yan layman." The voice fell, and breathing stopped. He still stood proudly, like a golden-bodied Arhat.

The Shaolin monks chanted in unison: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

Brother Wanyan Gu looked solemn, gave a deep salute to Wuhua, and said: "Master Wuhua is a person with his body, and he is ashamed of himself!"

Kong Wen sighed lightly and said slowly: "Can Wanyan Jushi understand the good intentions of the deceased?"

Brother Wanyan nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The Buddhist family uses itself to treat people, and it has benefited a lot. I heard that the Dharma of the first master of emptiness in the Dharma Academy of your temple is profound, I don't know if it can be transformed into me?"

An old monk with a gray beard and a strong spirit folded his hands, walked out slowly, bowed to Kongwen, and said lightly: "Senior brother in charge, since Wanyan is dedicated to the Buddha, how can we refuse people thousands of miles away?"

Kongwen looked indifferent, and said softly: "Senior Brother of Empty Phase, everything goes with the flow, and you can't force it." ”

The empty phase nodded slightly, and said indifferently: "Obey the teachings of the senior brother in charge!"

In the center of the clearing, Brother Wanyan stood opposite to the void, his eyes were sometimes blurred, sometimes empty.

Unconsciously, the two of them went out of their bodies and were actually above the Nine Heavens.

The empty phase looked as clear as water, and said lightly: "Wanyan Jushi can peek into the mystery of the artistic conception at such an age, it is really a genius, if it can benefit the world, it is really a blessing for the people." ”

Brother Wanyan Gu's expression was calm, and he smiled lightly: "Heaven and earth are not kind to all things as dogs, and the master of the void phase is obsessed, it's a pity!"

The empty phase smiled slightly, and said softly: "Obsessed or not, why care? Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness." There are no distractions, no desires, no desires, only to enter the Buddha, and to purify all sentient beings......"

The sound of the Buddha sounded, and in an instant, the clouds were clear, the sky was clear, the grass and trees grew, and the flowers were blooming, a quiet and peaceful scene. The sound of the Buddha is like a heavenly sound, going straight into the depths of Brother Wanyan Gu's heart, washing his soul.

Brother Wanyan stood proudly, and laughed wildly: "Heaven and earth, I am the only one, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, dominates the world, only I ......"

The voice resounded in the sky, smiling proudly for nine days, and the sound of the Buddha in that day was-for-tat, and it was incompatible.

Brother Wanyan Guge's face became hideous, and he was suffering greatly. He is arrogant and noble, rather than yielding, and his will is extremely firm. In a matter of moments, sweat was drenching all over my body.

The emptiness is peaceful, not sad or happy, just like a Buddha.

"Ah......h

The empty phase smiled indifferently, his eyes slightly closed, and he was already dead.