Chapter 4: The First Battle

After everyone left, Zhao Zhijing took advantage of light skills, restrained his breath, and chased the traces left by the monk. The monk was injured in the battle, and he thought that he knew that someone might take advantage of his injury to attack him, so he was extremely careful along the way, and did not forget to erase his traces while leaving. However, Zhao Zhijing's Jin Yan Gong is the supreme light skill key in the world, and his martial arts skills in the practice of the Nine Yin General Outline and various records in the "Nine Yin Fragments" are growing day by day.

I saw that the monk ran his internal force and left quickly, like the magic power of Buddhism, he went to a distance of Zhang Xu Yuan with a step and a leap, but Zhao Zhijing followed him far away, and his body was like a wild goose flying high in the sky, with a little treetop on his toes, the treetop trembled slightly, without any sound, and the figure flashed to a tree far away. In this way, one person ran in front, and the other chased after him to a mountain temple ten miles away, and watched the monk quickly enter the temple and close the temple door. Zhao Zhijing didn't enter the temple with him, it was not early to see that it was dark, and the bright moon at night was about to replace the sunset in the evening, "That monk must be healing at this time, it's better not to fight with him now, save him to do the battle of the trapped beast, give him a little hope, and consume his true qi, why not?" After thinking about it, he found a secret place on the edge of the temple to operate internal force cultivation to adjust his state to the peak, "This is the first battle in the true sense of my coming to this world, this is not like the contest between the brothers and sisters of Zhongnan Mountain, it is a battle of life and death, and you have to pay attention to it." ”

When Zhao Zhijing woke up, it was already a sparse moon, and the cold moonlight shrouded the earth, and the heaven and earth seemed to be covered with a white veil. At this time, he was already at the peak of an unprecedented age, and his true qi was surging in his body like a surging river. Carrying a long sword to the temple door, he gently pushed the door but did not push it open, and it was always the monk who locked the door with a deadbolt, and the bolt with the thickness of an adult's arm broke in the middle. The monk in the temple sat in front of the statue, and the four-foot-long fine iron and copper mace was placed next to him. At this time, when I heard the sound of the door bolt breaking, I opened my eyes, and it seemed that I was really in the eyes of Zhao Zhijing, and the two did not speak, as if they knew what was going to happen.

Zhao Zhijing's left thumb holding the sword flicked slightly, "Cangchang" a sword has been unsheathed, people jumped up with the sword on tiptoe, and the right hand held the sword and chopped down, the monk picked up the bronze mace, and the person stood up with the momentum, shaking the long mace in his hand. I only hear "ding", "ding", "ding", ?????? The sound of this lightning and flint between the two has been fighting more than a dozen times. In this battle, neither of them left room for each other, and they fought for their lives, Zhao Zhijing only felt the blood boiling in his body, and couldn't help but think that this was the real battle, and it was no longer the pediatric competition on Zhongnan Mountain. In this way, after the time of tea, Zhao Zhijing gained a lot, the true qi in his body was more handy, and the swordsmanship he had learned was also credible, and there was no darkness at hand, at this time, I saw Zhao Zhijing use a sword to turn into three clears, and the three sword shadows were all real and pointed directly at the throat, heart, and dantian of the monk, and the three key points of the monk's throat, heart, and dantian, and the bronze mace of the monk was like a pillar of heaven, blocking the throat and the two sword shadows of the dantian, but it was still cut through the skin by a sword in the heart, so that the previous wound was cracked and blood flowed horizontally. I only heard the monk shouting "dragon elephant strength" and made a move, and his body was like a dragon elephant, and his power was infinite. The sword clash made a loud "boom" sound, and the two of them were knocked down and slid backwards several feet away. Zhao Zhijing secretly shouted "It's over", "Instant Nine" and nine swords stabbed the monk's heart, the monk waved the long sword impermeable, and the water splashed into the "bell" The sound of the exchange of blows but only heard seven sounds, failed to stop the "Instant Nine" This move of the instant nine swords, "poof" A long sword pierced into the heart and broke the heart, the monk was stunned and fell to the ground, Zhao Zhijing did not pull out his long sword, but used the dementor on the "Nine Yin Fragment" ** The eyes of the dementor ** The eyes were like electricity into the eyes of the monk, and controlled it to "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" said, and then found a book of martial arts secrets that recorded "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" on the monk's body, but it was not all about the first nine mental methods, but fortunately, the general outline was also there. Then he drew his sword and left, and lit a fire to burn the mountain temple and erase his traces.

It has been five or six days since that day and the monk Zangbian fought, and in these five or six days, Zhao Zhijing finally realized that martial arts is not something that can be achieved by hiding in the deep mountains and old forests for decades, and it is not feasible to work behind closed doors, and only progress can be made through exchanges. After digesting the harvest of this time, he felt that the tricks of the two veins of Ren Du, which had been unshakable in the past, had loosened when he was running the internal force to rush the acupoints, and he couldn't help but think of how important the experience was!

On the way to Xiangyang, Zhao Zhijing is also constantly studying the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", this exercise is the supreme protector of the Dharma in Tantra, contained in the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra", a total of thirteen layers, no one has cultivated this skill to more than nine over the years, after practicing this skill, the external power is strong and fierce, one has the great power of a dragon and an elephant, each move has the power of a thousand catties, and the power is incomparable. This kung fu is gradual, no one can practice it in the first place, and if you want to practice it to the thirteen-fold realm, that person must have a thousand years of life. Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but think of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, how powerful he should be when he practiced the ten-fold "Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm". The reason for the slow cultivation of this skill is that the body is not bad because his body cannot produce enough true qi to refine the body. Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but think: "If I can create a technique like the Northern Spiritual Skill, combined with the cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, then I should be able to speed up my cultivation, but the most important thing to do now is to hurry to Xiangyang to find the sword mound and the Persian snake that can speed up my cultivation." After thinking about it, he patted the donkey named "Xiao Hei" under him with his hand, and said, "Let's go, Xiao Hei, and then go on like this, our brothers will only have to stay in the mountains and forests overnight." The donkey glared at Zhao Zhijing dissatisfiedly, and then sped up and walked, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the figures of the two were often pulled, and Zhao Zhijing set foot on the road to Xiangyang with a golden figure.