Chapter 23: The Boring Monk
Chapter 23: The Boring Monk
The sword technique is without a shadow, without a trace, it is the sword technique of Yang Huaxu, the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Lin Yu used this kind of sword technique at this time, but he can do the sword technique without a trace, and the body shape cannot be without a trace, Lin Yu saw Yang Huaxu perform this sword technique back then, it was really without a trace, and the ghosts were unpredictable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
There was a bright light in Mo Yourong's eyes, she was a little curious in her heart, she had also heard that Lin Yu had practiced sword in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for eighteen years, and the swordsmanship he practiced every day was different, but she couldn't understand how he had practiced this well-known swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to such an extent.
Lin Yu put away his sword and stood up and said, "Senior sister, you can see it clearly."
Mo Yourong reined in his mind and nodded, "See clearly."
Lin Yu couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect this junior sister to be so smart, but after reading it once, he understood the true meaning of this swordsmanship.
However, Lin Yu still smiled and said, "Senior sister, shouldn't you pass on the bright moon and breeze to me?"
Two days, in the small courtyard for two days, Lin Yu completely mastered the light skill of the bright moon and clear wind, he didn't expect that there was such a light skill in this world, it is said that this light skill can be transformed into the wind when practiced to a high depth, and it is nowhere to go.
Lin Yu closed his eyes and felt the flow of the wind, and then his figure disappeared into the small courtyard, and came to the avenue of Guijiang City, listening to all kinds of selling in his ears, even Lin Yu also gave birth to an unreal illusion, and then his figure disappeared again, and returned to the small courtyard.
Seeing that Mo Yourong was still practicing swords, Lin Yu didn't bother, the shadowless swordsmanship coupled with the light skill of the bright moon and clear breeze would definitely make him like a tiger.
Lin Yu didn't ask Mo Yourong why she had a courtyard in Guijiang City, nor did she ask how her reputation spread in the rivers and lakes, was it really because of its beauty that there was that poem, everyone has their own secrets, Lin Yu didn't want to get to the bottom of it.
Lin Yu left the small courtyard, he didn't say hello to Mo Yourong, Lin Yu was the person who didn't like to be separated, since he didn't know how to say goodbye, so he didn't say goodbye.
In ten days, Lin Yu's injuries were all recovered, and he practiced the vajra body of the two Zen temples, learned the bright moon breeze of Mingyue Peak, and cultivated to the seven realms of self-cultivation, and the progress was not small.
But that's it, he was still surrounded by people in a forest outside the city, these people were wearing pale gold clothes, looking like a mold carved out, their faces were expressionless, and they were holding a scimitar in their hands, Lin Yu always felt that these people were a little familiar, but he couldn't remember that he had seen them there.
But Lin Yu didn't take these people in his eyes, although there were many of them, there were no people who cultivated to the highest level, and the person who cultivated the deepest was just the Seven Realms of Self-cultivation.
But they didn't make a move, and Lin Yu didn't do it either, until a Buddha horn sounded "Amitabha", and the group of people gave way to a way.
A monk dressed in a monk's robe and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand walked ten meters in front of Lin Yu, who had six ring scars on the top of his head.
Lin Yu kept a smile on his face, and when he saw this young monk at this time, a dignified look appeared on his face, because this monk had a murderous aura, a very heavy murderous aura.
I only heard the monk clasp his hands together and say, "Donor, you are willing to go back to the two Zen temples with me."
When Lin Yu heard the young monk's words, he took a closer look at the monk and found that he looked very peculiar, his eyebrows were very thick and long, which made him look indescribably flamboyant, while his ears were big and drooping, and he looked extremely gentle.
"You don't think I'm destined for the Buddha," Lin Yu said with a smile.
The young monk said, "In the benefactor, the killing is too heavy, and it needs to be resolved by Buddhism."
Hearing this, the smile on Lin Yu's face was even stronger, and he said: "I hate you hypocritical monks the most, you just say that you are avenging Hua Wuzhi, but Hua Wuzhi's death is really deserved, monk, you don't know."
The young monk whispered the Buddha's horn again and said, "Although Senior Brother Wuzhi has committed sins, it is all cause and effect. Naturally, the two temples will deal with this matter."
Lin Yu said with a smile: "What you mean is that if he kills others, it is cause and effect, and it is not okay for others to kill him."
The young monk whispered the Buddha's horn again, and then said, "Since the donor is obsessed, then I am offended."
As soon as the words fell, the figure of the monk came to Lin Yu's side, and grabbed Lin Yu with both hands into claws, which was one of the stunts of the Liangzen Temple, "Dragon Claw Hand". It is said that when you practice to the realm of Dacheng, you can even catch dragons and slaughter phoenixes.
However, Lin Yu obviously would not be caught by him, only to see Lin Yu's body retreating rapidly, and the broken sword in his hand stabbed out sharply forward, the young monk quickly changed his moves, and actually dodged Lin Yu's long sword sideways, and punched Lin Yu with a simple horse step.
Ma Bu Chong Boxing is just the simplest boxing method in martial arts, and almost everyone knows it above the rivers and lakes, because everyone will practice this boxing method where they learn martial arts, and there are really not many people who can use it to fight the enemy.
However, it is obvious that the monks of the two Zen Temples have reached the realm of doing whatever they want, and when Hua Wuzhi used this move, Lin Yu was a little difficult to deal with, and at this time, the monk made Lin Yu feel that he could not parry, because the monk's timing was too accurate.
If Lin Yu hadn't practiced the King Kong body, he would not have been able to deal with this punch, but at this time, Lin Yu resisted the young monk's punch, but the broken sword in his hand also cut off a piece of clothing on his chest.
As soon as the young monk punched Lin Yu, he felt as if the punch had hit a boulder, and he couldn't help but be shocked and said, "You actually practiced the vajra body, so you can't leave it even more."
The rosary in the monk's hand was instantly struck out by him, and the long sword in Lin Yu's hand was even more dismantled, and for a while, the sword shadow was vertical and horizontal, and the sound of breaking the sky was endless.
When the two figures separated, they saw that Lin Yu's hair was slightly messy, but the rosary in the monk's hand was scattered all over the ground, and the monk whispered a Buddha horn and said: "Since the donor is unwilling to go back to the two Zen temples with me, but the Diamond Sutra is the sutra of our temple, I don't know if the donor can return it."
A smile appeared on Lin Yu's face and said, "I didn't expect you to be a very interesting monk, but if you can't beat me, you want to go back to the scriptures."
The monk whispered the Buddha's name and stopped talking, and Lin Yu then said with a smile: "Monk, I can tell you that I haven't seen any scriptures, don't frame good people."
It was at this time that a voice came from the depths of the woods, "Master of Boring, since you can't subdue the demons, then you have to do it for you."
A young man dressed in fancy clothes walked out of the woods, with a smile on his face, but when his eyes met Lin Yu's face, a hint of resentment appeared on his face.
This person is the young gang of the Xiangjiang Gang, advocate Yunhai, only to hear him say in a cold voice: "Lin Yu, today is your death."