The immortals divide the flood, and the young man wields a knife.

The human knife is one, and one move is unsheathed!

The knife is invisible, a thin slash mark, everywhere it goes, silently, everything is everything, everything is in half.

Thereupon......

The golden body is shattered, and King Kong bows his head!

Outside the King Kong Temple, a clear cut mark was left on the ground, separating the Jianghu Alliance and the King Kong Temple.

Monk Fang Xuan was lying on the ground, King Kong's body was densely covered with knife marks, cracked pieces, and he was already unconscious.

Under the residual power of the sword, the ground was littered with rubble, and the walls of Kongoji Temple also collapsed.

The power of a sword, the horror is so.

The onlookers were also shocked and speechless.

Among the present, only Lu Chunliang had expected it, sitting on the back of the green ox, not panicking, as if he didn't realize it.

"!! in vain"

Seeing this scene, Zen Master Zhengang shouted angrily, jumped down the steps, and pounced towards Monk Fangxu.

In the circle, Sun Bairen swung out a knife, only stood in place and remained motionless, and the next moment, he fell forward.

Lu Chunliang's fingertips hurriedly shot out a wisp of true qi silk, wrapping around his body, and he had already grabbed it back in the air.

His state just now was the epiphany recorded in his martial arts practice.

Once an epiphany, it progressed by leaps and bounds.

In the end, he finally used the charm of his original sword.

It's just that no matter the mind, qi or strength required for that sword, it is far from being something that a seventh-rank martial artist can afford.

The sword splits King Kong, and the enemy is defeated with one sword.

He himself was freed and passed out in a coma.

Lu Chunliang smiled slightly.

It's just because this is a catastrophe for Sun Bairen, but it is also an opportunity.

If he couldn't hold on, then the forced knife just now would definitely hurt his foundation.

But if he survives, then he will be able to ride on the knife path from now on, and his cultivation will rise greatly.

"Wake up!"

Zen Master Zhengang hugged Monk Fang Xuan and shook it a few times, but Fang Xuan did not move at all.

"Amitabha, what a domineering sword!" The Vajra monk on the side silently recited the Buddha's name and stepped forward, with a sad face.

"Senior brother, quickly feed him this Vajra Heart Protector Pill!"

After that, there was already a relic-shaped elixir in his palm, which was fragrant and made people smell the blood surging.

Seeing this, Zen Master Zhengang hurriedly fed Monk Fang Xu.

I saw that his face immediately flushed strangely, and his breath stabilized.

Fang Xu's nephew was injured by a knife, and then he fainted. Let him rest for a while, and he will naturally get better. The true pure monk said with palpitations on his face.

There are a number of masters in the rivers and lakes, others can't recognize the power of that knife, how can he not understand it!

If this can't be seen as powerful, then it is really in vain to be the host of the Kongo Temple.

From that knife, he felt the meaning of being like a fairy and a saint, ethereal and traceless, not a mortal knife.

If it weren't for the fact that this black-faced young man's cultivation was still weak, it would be difficult to use the true meaning of this shocking one-ten-thousandth of a sword.

Otherwise, this monk of this temple is only afraid that he will really be divided by this knife.

Even so, Monk Fang Xuan was still cut off by this knife, his heart was reversed, and he was completely unconscious.

Now it seems that it is really scary to think about it!

"We won!

"As long as you win one more game, Kongoji Temple will have to obediently admit defeat!"

"The King Kong Temple is doing evil in the city of rest, and such a demon temple should not exist in the world!"

......

Many Jianghu people were boiling and shouting.

Zen Master Zhengang didn't answer at all, his eyes suddenly turned red, he stood up, pointed at Lu Chunliang and drank coldly: "Demon Dao, I will fight next, do you dare to stand?"

Seeing that he looked murderous, he was actually planning to fight to the death with Lu Chunliang.

Fang Xuan entered the King Kong Temple since he was a child, he grew up with his own eyes, although there are no heirs in Buddhism, but in Zhengang's opinion, Fang Xuan is his biological son.

Now the disciple is seriously injured, although it was Sun Bairen's doing, but he put this account on Lu Chunliang's body.

Before Lu Chunliang could answer, the host of the King Kong Temple on the side spoke.

"Senior brother, do it slowly, let the brother go first!"

"Senior brother......" Zen Master Zhengang was stunned and didn't know what he meant.

The True Pure Zen Master smiled, and between his lips opened, there was a sound of true qi.

"Just a boy under this demon throne has such a terrifying sword technique, how terrifying will he be! Senior brother, you are the pillar of my Vajra Temple, and you can't afford to lose it! Let the senior brother go up and give it a try. As long as the junior brother can defeat this demon path in the end, who of these rabble will dare to damage my Vajra Temple! What two wins in three games, all the rules are just for the weak!"

When Zen Master Zhengang heard this, he also calmed down and nodded heavily.

The pro-disciples were hit hard, but the Kongo Temple was the greatest.

He can still tell which is more important!

"Senior, please take action!" Speaking of this, the Zhenjing monk stepped forward and said directly to the bull rider in front of him, his body tense and ready to go.

In the face of his radical words, Lu Chunliang's face was indifferent, as if he had not heard it.

At this time, the Zhenxiu monk on the side had already raised his head and folded his hands: "Amitabha, to deal with the senior brother, why do you need the seniors to take action? ”

Monk Zhenxiu had been keeping his head down before, and Zhenjinghe had not yet paid attention to it, but when he saw it at this time, his face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhenxiu Buddha, it's you! I treat you well in King Kong Temple, why do you want to be in cahoots with this demon Dao? You must know that my King Kong Temple and Shaolin Temple are in the same line, and the Buddha acts like this, doesn't it make the relatives hurt and the enemies happy!"

"Amitabha, the matter has come to this, and the little monk does not need to hide it. You King Kong Temple training monks, trying to rivers and lakes, will be a disaster in the Central Plains in the future. For the livelihood of the world, the little monk came here to resolve this difficulty. It is also in order to recover the lost secret method of Shaolin, King Kong is not bad. ”

When Monk Zhenxiu said this, Zhenjing didn't understand what he meant, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "I see! I knew that the Buddha must have come here for a reason, but I didn't expect that it was actually an attempt at the fundamental Dafa of my temple!"

Facing the monk, Monk Zhenxiu was full of compassion and said, "The monks are compassionate, the six roots are pure, and all greed is a big obstacle on the path of cultivation.

If you want to practice, you need to comprehend the profound Dharma, otherwise it is very easy to go mad.

Kongoji Temple has gone astray. Senior Brother Zhenjing, the little monk wishes you to put down the butcher's knife and return to the source!"

"There is no immortal Buddha in the sky, and the world is transformed into King Kong!

This is the foundation of my Vajra Temple's founding sect, how can you shake it in a few words!

At the beginning, King Kong was not bad and the magic was dusty in Shaolin Temple, and it was really a tyrannical thing.

Only this temple can carry forward!

Buddha, you say this, it's okay to deceive ordinary people, but for you and me, what is the use of words?

You still need to see the real chapter in the fists and feet!

You must know that in this world, the truth is the greatest, and after all, it is no bigger than a pair of fists!"

"Evil obstacles, evil obstacles! Since the senior brother is obsessed, the junior brother can only be offended today!" Monk Zhenxiu was helpless, and could only sigh with his palms together.

Zhenjing sneered, and his body burst out: "Come, it's exactly what I want." ”

The words fell, and immediately fell to the ground like a golden stone.

The two monks walked out of the formation and confronted each other from afar, and they were angry for a while.

One side is a Shaolin monk, who is called a Buddha at a young age.

On one side is King Kong, who dominates the Western Regions as a giant.

Before the two monks could fight, between the drumming of the robes, there was an invisible qi machine that burst through the air, hedged from afar, the air was distorted, and the light was confused.

The audience was silent for a while, only the desert wind outside the gate was howling and whining.

Everyone unconsciously held their breath and stared at the field tightly, not daring to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the earth-shattering battle.

Bang!

The next moment, the Zhenjing monk stepped heavily on the ground and took the lead.

The fluffy robe bulged up, the muscles are like blocks, and the bald monk with a height of more than eight zhang swoops down, covering his body with dazzling golden light, like King Kong descending into the world, Arhat descending to earth, so not majestic.

The seemingly burly body swayed from side to side, erratic, and the distance between the two of them was quickly shortened.

The bluestone floor has been shattered in the battle, and only gravel is left on the ground, and the method of drawing a circle and making a table naturally cannot be used.

And the power of these two people's moves is not something that a mere bluestone floor can withstand.

As the abbot of the Vajra Temple, the true pure monk is naturally a great achievement, and the golden qi around him is as hard as iron.

But the monk Zhenxiu is a Shaolin Buddha, so he naturally has unique skills.

Shaolin Temple 72 stunts, famous all over the world.

As a Buddhist genius, the monk Zhenxiu has cultivated eighteen magical powers by himself.

Shaolin stunt, if you want to practice, you need to practice Buddhism first.

If the Dharma is not refined, it is naturally difficult to find a way.

The true show monk can be called the Buddha, and the profundity of Buddhism can be seen.

The cultivation of Shaolin stunts is supported by Buddhism.

The deeper the Dharma, the more powerful the Kung Fu will be.

"Matchless Fingers!"

The index finger and middle finger of the monk Zhenxiu are entangled, and there is a great heat in it, and there is a vicious force in the heat.

On top of the true pure monk, it turned out to be a little scorch mark on the golden body of the Buddha that made the sword difficult to hurt.

The strength is deep in it, which makes the breath of the true pure monk decline.

But King Kong is not bad for magic skills, every move is powerful.

Monk Zhenxiu was also not happy, and before he made a move, his face turned a strange red.

These two people are at war with each other, but they don't let anyone let each other, and they collide together in the field for a while, with great golden light and a beautiful sound, which contains the profound Buddha's principles.

Outside the court, Lu Chunliang saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

This Zhenxiu and Zhenjing two monks, one has cultivated the magic of King Kong, and the other has obtained the eighteenth of the seventy-two Shaolin Absolute Learning, both of which are the essence of Shaolin martial arts.

He couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

The Wudang Taoist system is passed on from the Three Madness, while the Buddhist Taoist system is from Bodhidharma.

Legend has it that when the patriarch of Bodhidharma faced the wall and participated in Zen, he sat for nine years, and left a figure on the wall.

Since then, he has created the Shaolin school, which has been passed down to this day.

What did Patriarch Bodhidharma realize back then, the world either doesn't know, or get one or two.

For thousands of years, there have been countless Shaolin monks, or they can get four or five.

And now, the Buddha and Zhengang are at war, which contains the Buddha's principles and is taken by Lu Chunliang, at this time the Sanskrit sound in his ears is bursting, with the majestic momentum of heaven and earth.

The moves that seemed to be fast and shadowless were clearly reflected in Lu Chunliang's eyes that were as bright as a water mirror.

Before going down the mountain, I saw the jade tablet of the three crazy ancestors in the Zhenwu Palace, and got the three mad teachings from it.

And now, the voice in Lu Chunliang's ears sounded, more like Bodhidharma personally taught.

Lu Chunliang's body gradually had Taoist clear air around him, and many Hu people around him suddenly felt cool. In a trance, they seemed to have seen an immortal in the sky, and there was a supreme truth in the pure air, which made them think.

But just when they wanted to catch it seriously, they found that it was just a bamboo basket for water.

This made many Hu people can only smile helplessly, they have no gain, not because of the truth contained in it, but because their realm is too low to understand.

If you forcibly perceive it, not only will you not be able to gain something, but it is very likely to damage your mind.

In the field, the battle between Buddha and Zhengang became more and more intense.

I saw a burst of golden light in the sky, and a sound sounded when it collided, like a Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Such a spectacle made countless martial artists around sit down quickly, wanting to capture a little bit of the truth of the Great Dao and improve their strength.

When fighting, naturally there is a qi machine leaking out, revealing its true form, and those who have talent can perceive the cultivation path of this qi machine master.

But when they wanted to perceive it, they found that the truth contained in it was empty.

This made everyone suddenly puzzled, even if the Zhengang Zen master worshiped a fake Buddha, then the Shaolin Buddha cultivated a true Zen, why would they get nothing?

They looked around suspiciously, but suddenly found that opposite them, Shangxian Zhendao, who was sitting on the broad back of the green ox, had a golden light around him.

Or, more rigorously, it would be more appropriate to call it the Buddha's light.

But at this moment, the Buddha light on Lu Chunliang's body became brighter and brighter, and finally gradually gathered above his head, gradually turning into the appearance of a Buddha.

What's going on?

Is this immortal a double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism?

......

In the face of the statue of the Buddha, everyone in the rivers and lakes was in awe and bowed to worship.

Even those bald donkeys in Kongo Temple couldn't help but bow to the ground.

But as the portrait gradually became clearer, they were shocked to find that this was a Buddha incarnation, but a Taoist priest holding a dust.

Carefully identify it, it turned out to be the patriarch of the Daomen, Sanqing Taishang.

Lu Chunliang, who had fallen into a state of calm not long after the battle between the Buddha and Zhengang, finally opened his eyes slowly at this time, and said softly: "Buddha is the Tao. ”

The light of the Buddha around him gradually dissipated, and in the epiphany just now, he realized that the Buddha was the source of the Dao system.

It's just that the reason for this is not enough for outsiders.

As the scene around Lu Chunliang's body gradually dissipated, everyone recovered from the shock just now, and their eyes fell on the battlefield of the Buddha Zi Zhenxiu and Zhengang Zen Master.

Before they knew it, the battle between the two men was gradually coming to an end.

After the initial temptation, both of them have understood that each other's skills are only between the best and the best.

It's just the level of the means on the spot.

For a while, the two stood apart, but they didn't move at each other.

The breath of the whole body is collected, and the mountains and water are not visible!

Like the calm before the storm, brewing and accumulating strength, once it erupts, it is a thunderous blow.