Chapter 118: Fighting Buddha

"Mr. Yang is so powerful!"

Master Jiaxiang saw his wooden fish explode into a ball of powder in the air, and his deep voice showed a sense of consternation, "Mr. Yang's martial arts cultivation is so good, it is really the only time in Lao Qu's life!"

Among the four old monks, Master Jiaxiang's martial arts cultivation was the most skillful, and even he, after the wooden fish in his hand was shattered, was shocked by Yang Yi's martial arts achievements. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

actually used laughter as a medium to attach the internal force to the wooden fish through the sound, and blew up the wooden fish in his hand, this kind of attack method is simply unbelievable and whimsical, but now it really appeared in front of him.

At this time, Master Daoxin had already flown up, and kicked Yang Yi with a big foot, "There is a road on the avenue, but there is no door in the void, Mr. Yang, why do you want to meddle in the matter between me and this criminal?"

He stepped down with this volley, which seemed to fill the entire sky, pressing towards Yang Yi's head like a big mountain.

Yang Yilang laughed loudly, "The avenue has a road, the road is in the heart, the void has no door, it is to break the void that we can get the right result!"

He slapped out with one palm, and after slapping the wisdom master into a rolling gourd, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked it, just in time to meet the big foot stepped on by the master of Daoxin.

"Bang!"

Master Daoxin, who had a big belly and a leisurely and chic appearance, suddenly changed his face in the air, his body shook suddenly, and he suddenly rose into the air like a cannonball, and was kicked high and far away by Yang Yi, spinning endlessly in the air like a big meat ball, and instantly arrived at the big tree in the nearby woods.

"Boom!"

After his body smashed into a big tree, it really rebounded like a leather ball, stretched out a palm the size of a pu fan in the air, and slapped it at Yang Yidou's head.

At this time, Jiaxiang's, Wisdom, and Emperor's Heart had already shot at Yang Yi at the same time.

Although the three of them were taken by Yang Yi's reputation, they didn't dare to be careless at the beginning, but at that time, they still had the idea of keeping their hands in their hearts, and they were afraid that the four of them would work together to injure Yang Yi, which was against mercy. But just now Yang Yi attacked, and none of the four could block Yang Yi's move, which made the four old monks shocked, and now let alone the idea of keeping his hand, even the idea of retreating with his whole body dare not have it again.

A thought arose in the hearts of the four of them at the same time, "Today's battle, I'm afraid it's the time when the old monk dies!"

In the field, when Master Daoxin was blown away by Yang Yi, Master Jiaxiang's face remained unchanged, and he chanted in a low voice, "Dry as a dry well, full of oceans, the Three Realms and Six Daos, all from the heart!"

He stretched out his skinny palm and slowly slapped it towards Yang Yi, "Mr. Yang, please take the old man's palm!"

Among the four holy monks, the dry Zen Xuangong of Master Jiaxiang of the Three Treatises Sect is crowned, and the Great Perfection Staff of the Emperor Heart Venerable is second, and then it is the turn of the Dharma hand of Daoxin and the heart of the wisdom master.

Now seeing that Yang Yi is so good, Jiaxiang no longer dares to keep his hand, and the dry Zen Xuangong is running to the extreme, condensing the strength of his whole body to shoot Yang Yi.

After Yang Yi kicked Fei Daoxin, he turned around and said with a smile: "There is impermanence, the two trees are withered and glorious, the north and the south, the west and the east, it is not false or empty!"

The palm of the hand stretched out and greeted Jiaxiang's palm.

When Jiaxiang heard Yang Yi's words, he was very surprised in his heart, "He even saw the origin of my set of exercises, this person knows so much about the Buddhist scriptures!"

According to the Buddhist scriptures, the Eastern Twin Trees mean 'constant and impermanence', the Southern Twin Trees mean 'happiness and no happiness', the Western Twin Trees mean 'self and no self', and the Northern Twin Trees mean 'pure and unclean'. The tree of prosperity and glory signifies the true state of Nirvana: permanence, happiness, self, and purity, while the withered and withered tree shows the state of the world: impermanence, no happiness, no self, and no purity.

If the Buddha enters and dies between these eight realms, it means that it is neither dry nor glorious, neither false nor empty.

Nowadays, Jiaxiang's dry Zen Xuangong is practiced to the realm of "dry", but it is still difficult to get involved in the realm of "glory", so his exercises can only be called dry Zen Xuangong.

But the withering and glory alternate and reciprocate, the party is the way of heaven and earth, Jiaxiang is only withered and not glorious, just like yin and yang, only half of the cultivation is completed, no matter what, he has entered a fork in the road.

Now when I heard Yang Yi reciting the Buddha's verses, my heart was awe-inspiring, and I was also worried, "This person's martial arts are profound, and he is so proficient in my scriptures and righteousness, is it true that Master Kong was said to die by him?"

When he was spinning in his heart with such thoughts, he saw that Yang Yi's palm was about to intersect with his palm.

Just looking at Yang Yi's palm dignified and solemn, such as pushing Sumeru, Jiaxiang was shocked, and his intuition told him that he could not catch this palm with all his strength.

After this cross was drawn, it seemed that there was a bottomless dry well in the void, and the power of Yang Yi's palm was all introduced into the ten voids.

After he drew this cross, he still felt that it was difficult to parry Yang Yi's palm, so he hurriedly lifted his breath and lightened his body, floated and retreated, at this time Yang Yi's palm had already been patted, and he couldn't stop Yang Yi for a moment when he drew the well in the void just now.

"Boom!"

After Yang Yi attacked, Yang Yi's body shook slightly, took a few steps back, and immediately stood firm, with a surprised face, "Good guy, Master Jiaxiang's hundred-year skill is really extraordinary!"

Master Jiaxiang was stimulated by his palm, and the whole person flew out, his feet drew a deep ravine on the ground, and his body leaned back, flying back obliquely.

In this Tang world, there may be many people who despise the strength of the four holy monks, but they don't want to think about it, if the strength of Jiaxiang and Daoxin is low, why would Shi Zhixuan go to steal the teacher and learn the arts?

Why didn't he go to another sect to steal the teacher?

Why did you go to Huayan Sect and Santai Sect?

The so-called famous teacher produces a high apprentice, in Shi Zhixuan's vision, he wants to steal the master to learn the arts, naturally he wants to find a teacher who he thinks is qualified to be his master, and only his own cultivation is profound, can he explain the essence of the door to the apprentice in simple terms, only the teacher is smart, and the apprentice who teaches is not so bad, which is more obvious in the martial arts.

These four old monks are qualified to be Shi Zhixuan's teachers, and for this reason alone, you can know how powerful they are.

Just when Master Jiaxiang and Master Daoxin were both knocked away by Yang Yi, the wisdom master next to him sighed: "Three thousand worlds, three thousand Buddhas, I am the one who cultivates me, and only then can I get the right result." Mr. Yang, be careful!"

The string of sandalwood beads in his hand shook suddenly, and dozens of beads suddenly exploded, rushing to Yang Yi's body.

At this time, Master Daoxin, who was like Maitreya, had already reached the top of Yang Yi's head, stretched out his palm, and shouted Buddha in his mouth, "Verdant bamboo, all true, lush yellow flowers, all are like Prajna, Mr. Yang, why do you have to take such cause and effect!"

(To be continued.) )