"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

On the north bank of the river, Song Que sang the song affectionately, blocked Yue Shan's way, held the handle of the knife, and said with a vigorous fighting spirit: "In today's battle, the world knows who is the number one knife player in the world!"

Contrary to Song Que's expectations, Yue Shan did not respond to the battle immediately, but was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I am about to complete a long-cherished wish in my life, otherwise I will not be able to fight a decisive battle with all my heart, if you are willing, you can walk with me, and I will compete with you when the matter is over!"

Song Que saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, nor was he avoiding war or fearing war, so he immediately let go of the handle of the knife and said in a deep voice: "I'm curious, what makes you so worried, why not go with you?"

The two walked straight along the river, and soon came to the Jozan Temple, which is known as the "first dojo of Bodhidharma" and the head of the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, and is also the birthplace of Chinese Zen Buddhism and one of the original ancestral gardens.

Yue Shan slapped the scabbard with his backhand, and the sound of the dragon's roar and the roar of the tiger rolled and spread, shaking for several miles, "Yue Shan has come to visit the Dade Zen Master, I hope to beg to see you!"

Song lacked latent luck skills to protect his body, so as not to be injured by the domineering internal strength carried by the sound waves, and was secretly shocked by the depth of Yue Shan's skills, but his eyes still flashed with confidence.

Seeing his expression from the corner of his eyes, Yue Shan also secretly concluded that Song Que was a rare enemy in his life.

Both of them faintly sensed the stagnation of many breaths in the temple, and knew that it was a warrior monk with shallow skills who was shocked by the sound waves.

As soon as Ma Wei came out like this, it was not Yu Dade Zen Master who did not "give a meeting"!

Sure enough, after a while, a calm monk greeted him, and said to the two of them: "Dade Zen Master is waiting for the two masters in the back garden, please come with the poor monk!"

The monk led the two into the temple, through the corridor through the door, until a secluded single-courtyard meditation residence in the back garden.

Yue Shan stared at the great virtue that he hadn't seen for nearly ten years, but he saw him sitting on the futon in the courtyard in a moon-white monk's robe, as young and handsome as ten years ago, as plump as jade, gentle and holy, it seemed that the sharp time had never left even a trace on him.

For a while, Yue Shan was in a complicated mood and was inexplicable.

On the contrary, Song Que only shrank his eyes the moment he saw Dade, and then he turned his gaze away casually, looked at the four monks sitting on the other side, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: The four holy monks!

The four monks sat silently, like four more Bodhisattva statues, but they did not feel abrupt visually, as if they had melted into the space of an empty courtyard.

A stick of incense is lit and inserted in the middle of the enshrined Ding furnace, sending out the fragrance and filling the garden.

Song Que was not intimidated by this oppressive sacred atmosphere, took a step forward, and saluted respectfully: "The four masters are safe and sound, and the younger generation Song Que has come to see it." ”

"Amitabha!"

The four monks are the same as the Buddha.

The voices of the four monks are different, the tone is different, the letter is soft, the wisdom is long, the emperor's heart is strong, and Jiaxiang is hoarse, but the voices of the four people are combined, but they are like the morning bell of the twilight drum, shaking the hall, and the people who are deeply fascinated in the bitter sea of the world as their spring and autumn dreams can wake up, and realize that life is just a spring dream!

Yue Shan and Song Que both had strange feelings.

Master Jiaxiang said in his low and hoarse voice, but the words were clear and loud: "The two donors came with anger, and if they can stop the fighting, it will be even more meritorious. ”

Yue Shan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "It's rare for a master to be willing to point out, how can I, Yue Shan, miss this long-hesitant opportunity to fight on behalf of the disciples?"

Master Daoxin laughed and said, "It's not necessary. ”

Dade saluted to Yue Shanhe, "The cause of the past, the fruit of today, the poor monk's lack of cultivation back then, and the right and wrong caused by his youth and vigor must be received by the poor monk himself after all." ”

Yue Shan snorted coldly, his hand on the hilt of the knife, the knife was not out of the sheath, and a steady stream of Senhan knife qi had gushed out, and wave after wave was pressed towards Dade, "Monk, get up and fight!"

The entire courtyard was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

Dade sighed lightly, "It's not necessary to engage in battle. ”

Yue Shan's eyes were cold, "What do you mean by monk, isn't it that Yue is still not worthy of your shot?"

Song Que looked moved for the first time, and had a hunch that the development of things was completely different from the wonderful battle he imagined, and the four holy monks also looked at each other, feeling the same surprise.

Dade spoke slowly, his voice was very calm and calm, "Master Yue, the poor monk said that he slapped you three times, but in the end he only slapped you once, and now if you want to get back the field, if you want to cut the poor monk with one knife, three knives, thirty knives, or three hundred knives...... The poor monk receives it here, and he can't fight back until the donor is satisfied!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at each other again, wondering what he was crazy about?

If it weren't for the sake of maintaining the demeanor of a holy monk, Daoxin almost couldn't help but pluck his ears and ask him if he was tired of being alive, how could the knife of a senior master like Yue Shan be easy to handle?

In case Yue Shan goes all out, he guarantees to send him to the Buddha with a knife!

Yue Shan laughed angrily, "Is the monk a golden-bodied Arhat?"

Dade said lightly: "Yue Shi mainly chops and chops, if you don't cut, go to the canteen to eat a vegetarian meal, and then go out of the temple." ”

Yue Shan shouted violently: "Then let's see, let's see if Yue's overlord knife is vegetarian?" The thick-backed knife suddenly came out of its sheath, cutting through the space of two zhang, and directly hit Dade's bright and bald head.

The blade didn't bring any sound of breaking the wind, but Song Que, who was outside the court, clearly grasped Yue Shan's sword qi that covered the sky, and Dade had no other choice than to fight hard.

At the same time, Yue Shan's eyes were bright, his eyes were full of great virtue, and he secretly thought: Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you are really being hacked, as long as you make a move to block, it will be a battle!

"Bell!"

It's like a symphony of gold and iron.

With the meditation of the four holy monks and the cultivation of Song Que's scholars, he still couldn't help but be stunned for a while - the moment the blade slashed Dade's white scalp, a trace of golden light flashed at the intersection, and there was no other vision, but Yue Shan's thunderous knife turned invisible, and even Dade's scalp was not cut!

What kind of horizontal kung fu can block the full force of a grandmaster-level master with a divine weapon? Could it really be the golden body of an Arhat?

Not only were the Four Great Holy Monks and Song Que incredulous, but Yue Shan was also unacceptable, so he shouted again, drew his knife and turned around, and slashed at Dade's chest with all his strength.

"Bell!"

The roar of gold and iron rang out again.

The clothes on Dade's upper body burst open, turned into a fluttering butterfly and scattered, revealing a white and tender body, which is better than a woman's snowy skin, and the blade is just outside the skin of the chest, and it is difficult to even sink into the skin for a penny!

With their brilliant eyesight, the Four Great Saint Monks and Song Que once again captured the flash of golden light on the skin of the Great Virtue Knife.

"No way! No ......"

Yue Shan shouted angrily, and couldn't help but swing his knife at the key points on Dade's body, as if he was crazy.

Song Que saw that his teeth were sore, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and at the same time, he also felt sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox: If it were me, would I be able to cut through the incorruptible golden body of the great master with all my strength?

After a long while, Yue Shan was really weak, staggered back a few steps, and muttered to himself: "Impossible! Impossible......

Dade raised his fingers, which were as white as jade, and flicked the place where his left chest had been cut the most times, making a sonorous sound of gold and iron impacting, only to make the four holy monks and Song Que speechless for a while.

"Is it enough? If it is enough, please go to the cafeteria and eat a vegetarian meal, and then go out of the temple." ”

"Poof!"

Yue Shan looked up to the sky and spewed a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky.

Song Que's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly held him up, and bowed his head to the four holy monks and the great virtue, "I'm bothering the five holy monks, Song said goodbye!"

Out of the temple gate.

Yue Shan slowly pushed Song Que away, took a deep breath, and said miserably: "What is the first knife in the world, even the slippery and tender girl's skin can't be broken!"

After a pause, he looked directly at Song Que, "We don't have to fight this battle, whoever can cut through the incorruptible golden body of that stinky monk is the undisputed number one knife in the world!"

Song Que was silent, knowing that the name of Zen Master Dade would remain on the whetstone of his sharpening hall for a long time, for a lifetime!

......

(To be continued.) )