Everyone wants to be a master, but not everyone can be a master. If you want to become a master, in addition to being able to endure the loneliness before becoming a master, you must also have the heart of a master.

What is the heart of a master? Throughout the ages, there are different opinions, but there is only one point, the heart of a master is different, the road, is also different, walking your own way may not be able to succeed, but this is the only way to the master.

The great monk's kung fu is very high, how high is it? At least, Jiang Feng would never be able to rely on the tossing and turning of the size of the land to avoid Huang Rong's fifty-four hands falling Ying Divine Sword Palm.

"Dangdangdang......"

The wooden fish in the monk's hand was very light and steady, and the time between each syllable was exactly the same.

Stillness is a kind of movement, a movement that is exactly the same, and a movement that contains countless forces.

Two stationary people, a boat speeding along the river, between the interweaving of movement and static, is the two of them entangled qi. Although the two did not make a move, the more dangerous competition had already begun.

"In the past, I Shaolin Changxiang Master studied Buddhism for many years, and suddenly one day, I realized the miraculous skill of Yin and Yang, which is a rare achievement in martial arts. This exercise is the culmination of the internal strength of Buddhism, profound and subtle, and it is necessary to screen all mundane thoughts when practicing, but the practitioner should not be too slow in practicing, so as not to be close to "greed" and violate the Dharma. Therefore, only talented people who are smart and simple can be expected to achieve a little success in this achievement.

The little donor's skill has been cultivated to a perfect realm of mellow and flawless, not empty and dirty, and has achieved a world of martial arts. It is enough to see that the donor has a wisdom root and is a person who is destined for my Buddha. If the donor can put down the sword in his hand, he will definitely be able to find the place on the other side in the boundless sea of suffering. ”

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back may not be the shore, I have a sword in my hand, so I can overcome thorns and thorns and move forward bravely!"

"The Zen machine has not arrived, but the reason is that the poor monk got up, and he shot ......"

"Please!"

Taking a step, Jiang Feng suddenly felt a circle of strange fluctuations coming from the monk's feet. The river turned over and over, but with the monk's foot, it was like a Buddha standing on the surface of the river, eternally motionless.

Stability, comfort, and tranquility are the beauty that they are willing to do everything to exchange for the toiling people in the world who are eager for a well-to-do life.

However, for Jiang Feng, the stability brought by this layer of fluctuations is not what Jiang Feng wants.

Masters fight, time, location, people, all three are indispensable.

Although every master has the belief that a person will win the day, it is undeniable that the right time and place can often affect a peak duel between masters.

"Bang, bang!" stepped out in two steps.

It's two steps, but each step is only half a step. Before each half-step out, Jiang Feng's figure shook suddenly, as if a fairy was drunk, and like a giant elephant shaking its nose.

These two feet stepped out, and when they boarded, the boat that had been calm was bumped again.

The breeze blew across the river, the corners of Jiang Feng's eyebrows raised slightly, and his heart moved, and the green python sword in his hand had turned into a cyan match, and he strangled towards the monk.

The wind passed, the sword passed, appeared together, crossed the sky together, the same sudden, the same did not touch the sky.

When the wind arrives, the sword arrives, and if a person's sword can be as swift as the wind, then the person who can't dodge the wind will definitely not be able to dodge his sword.

"Ding!"

It was still a light send, without any speed, without any strength, just a light send, and the wooden fish had already appeared where he should have appeared. That position was exactly the direction that Jiang Fengqing's python sword was pointing at.

The sword is light, the wooden fish is heavy, the brake is static, the clumsy is clever, and the slow is fast.

It wasn't going to be an easy thing to do, especially since he wasn't facing an ordinary sword. It was a fast sword, and there are not many people in the world today who don't know this fast sword.

Even with Nan Siqi, Ding Busan and other characters who have been powerful for many years, before this fast sword, they can only wait, waiting for the verdict of their fate.

However, what was almost impossible to do was done by this monk who didn't seem to be famous. There is no need to kill people, no other earth-shattering events, as long as the scene that just happened is walked to the rivers and lakes, he will immediately become another celebrity and master in the rivers and lakes.

This is the rivers and lakes, as long as you have real strength, becoming famous is just an easy thing.

"Buzz ......"

Again, Jiang Feng's long sword was unsheathed, but it failed to return to its sheath quickly after a single blow. The huge anti-shock force made the green python sword have been bent into a full moon, obviously, this sword is absolutely impossible to achieve the effect he deserves.

When the wind blows, the clothes of the river wind move with the wind.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's right hand suddenly stood up, and under the surging internal force, the originally curved long sword suddenly trembled like a snake letter.

"When ......"

With a long sound of wooden fish striking, Jiang Feng's long sword suddenly trembled straight. However, the trembling sword still failed to affect the monk in the slightest.

Not only that, Jiang Feng's figure suddenly jumped back in this exchange between the two sides.

One blow was ineffective, and he shot again, but was shocked out by the opponent in the contest of internal forces. The world-famous Qingxuan Sword is no match for an unnamed monk's iron and wood fish.

"Good!"

In the face of such an ordinary character, even Jiang Feng had to praise a good word.

"The master is so kung fu, he really shouldn't be a nameless person, dare to ask the master's name!"

"Dangdangdang......"

The sound of the wooden fish sounded softly, and the monk's eyes opened slightly at this time, and he said to Jiang Feng: "The title of master, I dare not be ashamed, poor monk Lu Zhu!"

"Lu Zhu!"

Jiang Feng thought about it for a while, suddenly smiled, stretched out his long sword, and said: "Okay, there is no deficiency under the fame, I am fortunate to meet the master today, and the Shaolin lineage Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is indeed true." It's just that there is another swordsmanship in the next, and if the master can win, he will be convinced. ”

"Amitabha, whether you win or lose, it's all attachment, it's sin, it's an obstacle. It's better to go back, it's better to go back......"

Monk Lu Zhu at the age of six went to Nanjing Yunhe Temple to listen to the master of the "Diamond Sutra", at the age of ten to live in South Shaolin, with the hair to practice Buddhism and martial arts, a residence for more than 20 years, the monks of the South Shaolin Temple are allowed to be, South Shaolin Temple for 40 years, Buddhism and martial arts first.

Such a character, when he was alive, was already a legend of a generation. Although Jiang Feng's fast sword is fast and ruthless enough, it is far from enough to deal with such a character.

Holding Yuan Shouyi, holding his breath and concentrating, the internal force in Jiang Feng's body suddenly became slower and slower. But every time it turns, the internal force will be condensed by a point, but after seven or eight weeks, it has become a slow speed that seems to be visible to the naked eye.

But at this time, Lu Zhu's calm eyes were more cautious.