Coming out of the broken temple, Wang Yue traveled all the way.

However, when I walked through a mountain road, I heard the sound of chanting, which seemed to come from not far away.

Wang Yue frowned, and then seemed to think of something, and when he looked at it, he happened to see a huge temple not far ahead, so he quickly rushed there.

In less than a moment, Wang Yue came to the gate of the temple.

The outside is full of glazed colored tiles, the color is as new, and the mountain gate in front of the temple is even more magnificent and brilliant, gorgeous and atmospheric.

Pure Zen Temple!

On the plaques on the two vermilion gates, there are four large characters in gold lacquer.

When Wang Yue saw this, he couldn't help but sneer.

A temple with decorations comparable to that of an imperial palace, you can imagine how many means of amassing wealth behind it can build such a temple.

"It is also ironic that a group of monks who eat fasting and recite Buddha live in this magnificent monastery. ”

Claiming to be one of the leaders of the white road in the world, he is the same as Cihang Jingzhai, what is for the world, what is for the world, what is for the common people in the world, but it is just for the interests of his own sect, and he is just looking for a high-sounding excuse.

From their own point of view, they may not feel wrong, but Wang Yue just doesn't like them.

With a high-minded face, Kou Zhong had the opportunity to compete with Li Shimin for the world, but it was these guys who claimed to be righteous, who were hypocritical and unscrupulous, and finally Kou Zhong had no choice but to withdraw from the competition for the country.

Although Wang Yue knew what history was like, he was really disgusted by the so-called white road leaders who were sanctimonious.

Generally, the people who make Wang Yue disgusted, their fate begins to be doomed. There will not be a good outcome.

Wang Yue stepped forward. A palm fell on the door.

There was a bang. The two vermilion doors were forcibly broken, and Wang Yue stepped in.

At this time, the chanting inside suddenly stopped, and several monks who were in charge of cleaning were shocked when they saw Wang Yue breaking in, guessing why this person came.

Wang Yue looked around, taking in his surroundings.

"Donor. Why did you break into this temple?"

More than ten monks walked out of the inner hall, led by a peaceful-looking young monk, and more than ten around him were all white-bearded old monks.

However, those old monks embraced the young monk in the middle, stood behind them without saying a word, and just watched quietly.

Wang Yue glanced at everyone, and then moved his gaze to the young monk, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"This one, presumably the Zen master of the Pure Mind Zen Temple, is empty?" Wang Yue said lightly.

The young monk clasped his hands together. Looking at Wang Yue, his face was flat: "The old man is empty." I don't know why the donor wants to damage the mountain gate of my temple, please give an explanation. ”

The voice made by this monk was not from his mouth, but in ventriloquist and then to Wang Yue.

couldn't help but amaze Wang Yue, the other party's closed-mouth Zen magic skills.

Just looking at his young face, you would never think that this person is already over ninety years old, he is the only person who can cultivate the kung fu of closed-mouth meditation to the realm of rejuvenation, it is this miraculous ability, Shi Zhixuan will also bow down.

"What do you want?" Wang Yue sneered.

He came this time to smash the field, and he didn't need any excuses at all.

As soon as he heard it, he felt that this person was deliberately looking for trouble, and said in a ventriloquist language: "Donor, it seems that he is looking for trouble on purpose." ”

"You guessed it. Wang Yue said loudly.

A terrifying momentum suddenly dispersed from his body, spreading in an instant, and all the monks present were shocked, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

It's empty, and the same face changes.

"If you don't lose in my hands, I can leave your Pure Meditation Monastery. Wang Yue smiled coldly.

This kung fu has already dodged out, but with it, there are countless sharp sword qi, which swept like a storm, quickly enveloping Kong and the others.

"Donor, slow down!" said on an empty stomach, already anxious, wanting to stop Wang Yue from making a move, but it was too late.

In the face of countless fierce sword qi, he was able to deal with it, the key was that those sword qi had a wide range, and the monks around him were also affected, but he couldn't save so much.

In an instant, many monks fell, and those old monks' martial arts still had a lot of grandmaster realms, and they were barely able to take one or two sword qi, and then they died tragically under the sword qi.

One move cleared the redundant people, and some old monks who were lucky enough to escape also escaped.

Of the people present, only Wang Yue and Kong were the two. The other people of the Pure Mind Meditation Monastery are not strong enough to intervene in this hand at all.

"Donor, I have no enmity with you in the Pure Mind Meditation Academy, why do you come in and kill and injure the monks of my Zen Academy!"

The other party is like a robber, he will do it when he comes in, and he is not reasonable at all.

"Don't talk nonsense, you just can't get used to you monks and bald donkeys, and deliberately make trouble for you!" Wang Yue said.

Before the words fell, he shot again, approached the empty body, and slowly slapped it out with a palm, which seemed to be slow and fast, and the palm contained a strong true qi.

Hearing Wang Yue's words, he was finally angry.

"The donor deceived people too much, and the old man had to be offended!"

With a solemn face, he gently pushed out with a palm and met Wang Yue's palm.

The two palms were facing each other, but there was no loud sound of exertion, as if two ordinary people were palming each other, and they didn't even make any sound.

Wang Yue's face was calm, but he was a little heavy.

The opponent's swordsmanship is powerful, and even the true qi cultivation is unfathomable and vast.

The two palms were separated, and they were palmed again, and faintly, it was Wang Yue who had the upper hand and kept retreating.

After a while, the empty face became more and more solemn, and slowly he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

"Empty, show your true skills, or you won't be able to beat me. Wang Yue said as he made a move.

Fighting with him in the air, he never showed his killing intent, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, he couldn't exert all his strength, maybe because of his character, he never killed people, which was in response to the compassion of the monks and did not kill.

Wang Yue just wanted to force him to show his strength, and the kung fu of closed-mouth meditation did not deliberately break it, that is, to keep the other party in full state.

"Since you don't go all out, then I'll have to beat you to death. Wang Yue said in a deep voice.

Wang Yue's moves, more and more ferocious, the yin and yang true qi in the body swirling around the body, is already the power to urge to a very high level, as soon as the offensive comes out, it is with the power of yin and yang Taiji, from that "longevity recipe" to comprehend the things, but also the two forces more perfect fusion, more powerful than the previous three points.

A palm shook back into the air, and then the five fingers rose together, and at three feet of the fingertips, a sword condensed by yin and yang true qi was uncertain, and there was a killing aura around it.

"Yin and Yang turn into one!"

This yin and yang sword gang glowed with gold and white brilliance, and in an instant, it pierced into the opposite air, like the momentum of thunder, the power of the wind! )

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