A true word is transmitted, and a false word is passed on to thousands of books!

The scripture says: When the World-Honored One speaks the Dharma, all beings gain immeasurable wisdom and become enlightened once they are!

This is already a legend!

Penance, how can you become a Buddha?

A torture of the soul, today I have to hear the words of the little uncle of Wudang, the nameless monk has been speechless for a long time, such as seeing the Buddha, the confusion is completely gone, and the heart is immeasurable.

"Please be merciful and compassionate, enlightened monks!" The nameless monk once again performed the great gift of throwing himself to the ground with five bodies, and bowed sincerely, "How can I become a Buddha?"

Lu Chunliang's lips moved slightly, his voice was like a thin line breaking through the air, and the five characters and five tones echoed in the void, and the words were full of pearls.

"Fundamentally repair!"

"What is the fundamental?" the nameless monk seemed to have an understanding, but he couldn't distinguish it for a while, and his mind was uncertain.

"Foolish monk, foolish monk, don't you still understand? The heart is the root!" Words are realized, like an invisible pestle beating, the head is like a wooden fish, buzzing, deafening and deaf, pointing to the true meaning.

"Nan, Wu, A, Mi, Buddha!" The body of the nameless monk was shocked, and he suddenly raised his palm on his chest with one hand, chanted a Buddha name, sat cross-legged, and there was no anger on his face, but he smiled from the heart, as if he had realized a great understanding, and his heart was immeasurably happy.

Puff puff......

The body shook violently, and the mud shell collapsed, revealing a bronze slender body, like a golden Buddha statue in a Buddhist temple, blooming with dazzling brilliance from the inside out.

There was nothing in the first place, where was the dust!

Once enlightened, the prosperity is washed away, and there is no longer a trace of dirt, and the original innocence is restored.

"Thank you for the enlightenment of your predecessors! The little monk has a sense of guilt, but he can only repay him in the next life!" The nameless monk bowed his head and bowed nine times, smiling heartily, but there was an ominous meaning in his words.

"Huh?" As soon as these words came out, Lu Chunliang's eyes froze, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

In the perspective of the Yuan Shen, which is difficult to see with the naked eye, he actually found that the nameless monk was strangely revealing a shallow burst of treasure light from the inside out, colorful and colorful, like a flying rainbow, which disappeared into the air.

And the aura around him weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rainbow death?

It is said that the people of Buddhism have cultivated to a certain level, and when they are dying, their minds will break through the shackles of reality and enter an incomparably mysterious dimension, where the physical body is not rotten, and the rainbow vision will be generated.

Lu Chunliang suddenly felt bad, this nameless monk was seriously injured, but with an obsession, he refused to let go, so he managed to get here!

Now that the obsession has been released, the last breath has begun to be released.

Obviously, this nameless monk is also a great achiever of Buddhism, and he can only initially evolve the vision of rainbow transformation when he is dying!

Lu Chunliang admires and admires, but ......

Death?

Have you asked me?

I've wasted so many words, is it to send you to die and be detached?

Said good fishing rivers and lakes, what about the mountains and villages?

It doesn't matter if you are round or not, but I, Lu Chunliang, must not lose!

Without my permission, you bald donkey want to die?

Give me a good life!

......

Lu Chunliang suddenly stood up on the top of the mountain and made a thunderous roar.

"Nameless monk, let me ask you, you have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, can you know what martial arts in the world are the most invincible?"

The sound is like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, shaking the void, like thunder and piercing the ears.

The nameless monk was already in a flurry of consciousness, feeling that he was flying in a void space, above the sky, below the ground, drifting at will, completely detached from the world.

Suddenly shocked by this roar, his body slammed into a wit, and the flying soul seemed to have weight again, and it suddenly fell down.

With a whoosh, the soul possessed the body again.

He was about to die and was so frightened that he woke up again, and a strange flush appeared on his face, and he forcibly returned to the light.

Who is the little monk?

Where is the little monk?

What is the little monk doing?

......

He forcibly raised his eyelids, his expression was indescribable, and he was confused with endless grievances.

The little monk is about to pass away, do the seniors still want to test me?

But the point of saying is better than the grace of reconstruction.

It is difficult to repay in the next life.

He had to desperately take his last breath, desperately with the last bit of withered brain, and meditate hard.

But I couldn't think of a perfect answer for a long time.

His thoughts went blank, and he gradually forgot about the things he was about to die about for the time being.

The wisdom of the predecessors is as deep as the sea, and it is difficult for the little monk and a mortal to know what he means, so he can only reluctantly answer.

The nameless monk had no choice but to speak.

"The little monk has traveled to the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and there is no shortage of fighting masters, so I think that there has never been the strongest martial arts in this world, only the strongest people!"

The top of the mountain was silent for a long time, and did not respond.

Aren't the seniors satisfied with this answer?

Could it be that he tested the little monk's views on the martial arts of the world?

Pregnant!

The nameless monk was shocked in his heart, thought about it carefully, and thought about it for a while, and then said: "Light skills are fast, horizontal training is hard, and fists and feet are strong...... But the little monk thinks that if a kind of martial art is the most unguardable, and among the same level, it is the most lethal, then it has to be an invisible hidden weapon kung fu that hurts people!"

Secret weapon kung fu?

When Lu Chunliang heard this, he also had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

How did I forget this stubble?

Compared with the light gong body, the body is as fast as the wind, the moves do not stick to the body, the dexterity is more than enough, but the lethality is not enough, and the horizontal kung fu sword is difficult to hurt, but it is too bulky, it is inevitable that there will be flaws in the dead holes, and the fists and feet are unpredictable, but the flesh is mortal, and the melee combat is dangerous, only in an instant, if you are not careful, you will be in danger of life......

In terms of lethality alone, among the martial arts of the same level, as the unknown monk said, the secret weapon is indeed the first.

Hidden weapon kung fu, hurting people with hidden arrows, pursuing concealment, missing a hit, thousands of miles away, unable to prevent it.

Among them, the formless and phaseless is the best, and the face is broken by points, and it is extremely vicious.

The lethality and concealment are the first in the same level of martial arts.

And the most important thing is that there is not much threshold for entry, even if there is no internal cultivation, you can initially control it.

Isn't there an old saying in the rivers and lakes, how can you say it?

If the hidden weapon is good, the first in the world will have to fall!

If I want to practice the strongest method in the world, Secret Weapon Kung Fu is indeed the most suitable choice.

Thinking of this, Lu Chunliang couldn't help but nod secretly.

Sure enough, none of the people in the rivers and lakes can be underestimated!

As a junior uncle of Wudang, he stands too high, but it is easy to ignore some unknown means.

If it weren't for this anonymous monk's reminder, I don't know when I would be able to figure out this stubble?

I didn't have time to think about it, seeing that the breath of this nameless monk was getting weaker and weaker, Lu Chunliang spoke in a deep voice, "You have passed the test of this seat, say your wishes, what kind of martial arts do you want to learn?"

"Learn martial arts?" The nameless monk tried to squeeze out a smile, full of wry smiles, "The little monk's meridians are broken, he is no longer human, and he can't learn any martial arts anymore?"

"Whoever said that if the meridians are broken, you won't be able to learn martial arts!" a chuckle, not caring at all.

"What?" the nameless monk, who had already reached the limit of returning to the light, was really awakened this time, and shouted in a lost voice.

The meridians are the airways of the human body, and once broken, it is difficult for the vitality to travel, which will greatly damage the life expectancy.

The terrible broken meridians are known to everyone in the rivers and lakes, and it is almost an incurable disease.

But this little uncle of Wudang said, this is not a big deal!

He didn't believe it when he heard it, but when he thought of this Wudang little uncle's magical act of being like a saint, he instinctively raised a glimmer of hope.

Unconsciously, one breath condensed again.

If he could, he really didn't want to die.

There are still too many regrets in this world, he has not made up for it, let alone washed away his grievances, how can he be willing to do so......

Have you finally risen to the will to survive?

Lu Chunliang was condescending, looked at the expression of the nameless monk in his eyes, and chuckled.

Broken meridians?

It's a bit of a hassle!

Lu Chunliang frowned.

After all, this is also a dilemma that stumps him!

It's just that he is because of his majestic true qi, every time he releases it, his meridians will be broken inch by inch, and it is useless to repair it.

After all, how can a small river accommodate the water of the four seas?

But if it's just a one-time meridian break, it's not difficult for him!

Case......

"Nameless monk, take it!" Lu Chunliang shouted softly, and his voice was like thunder.

The nameless monk's eyes widened, and then he saw that the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain suddenly parted from it.

Whoosh ......

Crystal silk threads hung down, pure purple qi, incomparably noble, condensed like an entity, turned into a fishing line to fish down......

There are immortals in the sky, fishing in a straight line on the earth.

Everyone in the world is like a fish, and those who wish will take the bait.

Immortal fishing, the figure is like a figure, unfathomable, infinite ethereal and far-reaching.

The next moment, the nameless monk tightened his body, and found that he had become the fish in the world, and he had been heavily bound by silk threads and hung into the air.

Sometimes the limbs are outstretched, sometimes the head and feet are in a circle, and sometimes the large characters are upside down......

True qi into silk, seemingly a thin one, but extremely tough, even if the golden body of Buddhism is under the heavy rope constraints, there is no resistance, and it is put in various shameful postures, which seems to be some kind of luck.

Creak......

The spine was folded in half, and the nameless monk's face suddenly turned red, his body was upside down, and his ass seemed to be forcibly squeezed on his head.

Afterwards, the majestic and vast Yang True Qi poured into the whole body along the silk threads, diagnosing the meridians, retrograde the True Qi, repairing the broken body, expelling the dead qi, and rebuilding vitality.

Outside the sky, the voice of the Admiralty resounded.

"Jiuyang Divine Skill is the first, the meridians are retrograde, and Jiuyang is beginning to appear!"

The nameless monk was shocked in his heart and scanned his whole body.

This is......

Diagnosis of the pulse of the suspensory filament, transmission of the method in the air!