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Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to glance at Zhao Min, and then glanced at the eight monks, they were fair-skinned, they seemed to be pampered, and they had not suffered from wind and rain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He noticed that the palms of these people were much larger than ordinary people's, and they were not rough, and the martial arts of the whole body were all on these hands, and they were the kung fu of the inner family.

Tantric mudra, there is an unfathomable power, if you can practice to the realm of transformation, you can surpass the level of martial arts, Xiao Yuesheng has carefully studied it, and is also proficient in this technique.

Just looking at the appearance of their palms, it was obvious that the kung fu of the Mahamudra was still too far behind, and he almost didn't bother to reach out to them.

But Wang Baobao's eyes were sharp, and he wanted to teach himself a lesson, which made Xiao Yuesheng quite unhappy, so he nodded and played with them.

"It's okay, I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time, and now I can see a few foreign masters, who are quite itchy, and I want to learn from them. Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to stroke the black mustache and said with a smile.

Wang Baobao was overjoyed, hurriedly hugged his fists, turned to the eight people and ordered: "A few masters, let's compare with Mr. twice." ”

The eight red-clothed monks nodded their heads, were silent, and their attitudes were calm, neither humble nor arrogant.

They turned around and looked at Xiao Yuesheng, but still didn't speak, their bodies moved suddenly, like eight red clouds, quickly surrounding Xiao Yuesheng, just standing around the stone table.

"Girl, let's go out and watch, don't get in the way of them here. Wang Baobao smiled, turned his head and smiled at Zhao Min.

Zhao Min glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "Big brother, you are really ......!"

"Don't worry, you have your own plans for your brother!" Wang Baobao patted his chest and said with a smile, he didn't dare to slack off on this extremely smart girl.

Zhao Min took two steps back, leaned on the Zhu railing, turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, and Wang Baobao had no choice but to follow her.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the two people in front of him, the formation formed by these eight people was quite simple, just to be able to attack from all directions, there was no mystery.

He slowly lifted the placket of his clothes, pinned it to his waist, showing a bit of ability, stretched out his right hand, and the palm gradually changed color, from warm and white to red.

At first, it was faintly pink, and as his palm was pushed out, it slowly deepened, and when he straightened his arm, it had turned into a red like blood, extremely vivid, and it looked a little more weird.

Then, he slowly withdrew his right palm, and the color of his palm changed again, slowly turning from red to light, which was the opposite of just now.

"Big mudra!" The monk opposite Xiao Yuesheng exclaimed, his face as calm as water changed sharply, and his eyes were extremely surprised.

The reason why Tantra is called Tantra is that it is the secret of its inheritance, and it is the principle pursued by Tantra that it transmits the heart to the heart, and the Dharma does not pass on the six ears.

Moreover, the martial arts of Tantra are contrary to the orthodox theory, and even if outsiders steal the martial arts of Tantra, it is difficult to cultivate, and they have to go through the empowerment of the Guru to build the foundation.

Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng actually used this powerful and unruly big mudra, how could they not be surprised?

"This gentleman, but he is a member of Tantra?" the white and chubby monk titheed and asked leisurely, quite with the majesty of Buddhism.

Xiao Yuesheng put one hand together, put his right palm on his chest, condensed but did not speak, and smiled faintly: "I am not a disciple of Tantra, I just have a little knowledge of the methods of Tantra, and I will use this big mudra to meet the tricks of the great lamas!"

After that, he didn't give them a chance to speak, his figure flashed, he shook to the big lama, his right palm was gently pushed out, and his face was slightly smiling, like a smile on a flower, with a unique Buddhist aura of compassion, without any murderous aura.

The chubby big lama had a solemn expression, seeing Xiao Yuesheng's abnormal appearance just now, he knew that the heat of his big mudra could not be compared with it, although he was surprised in his heart, how did he practice, was it a real big mudra.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly took out the golden cymbal from his back, drew a golden light, and slashed at Xiao Yuesheng's wrist with great speed.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, his fingers were vertical or combined, open or open, and made a strange gesture, which was half a clumsy seal in the Buddhist handprint, turning his wrist to meet the golden cymbal.

Seeing this, the great lama couldn't help but smile secretly, the golden cymbals in his hand were faster, and although the great mudra of Tantra was powerful, it could not reach the point where the sword was invulnerable.

The sound of "dang" was like a symphony of gold and iron, and Xiao Yuesheng's middle finger and index finger hit the side of the golden cymbal, narrowly avoiding the sharp perimeter of the golden cymbal.

The red-clothed lama's slightly chubby figure flickered, took a step back, his fair face flushed, and then took a step back, Fang stood firm, the hand holding the golden cymbal trembled slightly, and the golden cymbal seemed to fall to the ground at any time.

"Go up together. Xiao Yuesheng's right hand was slowly withdrawn, erected in front of his chest, in the shape of a single palm, and smiled slightly.

The big lama in red closed his eyes slightly, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell violently, whirring, as if the sound of a strong wind passing through the woods.

When the rest of the monks saw it, they were shocked, this is the secret breathing method, which is extremely difficult to practice, strong and domineering, can stimulate the potential in the body, suppress the injury, and multiply the strength, but it needs to be recuperated after the fact, ranging from several months to a few months.

Since the senior brother has already urged this secret method, he must have suffered extremely serious internal injuries, or the opponent is really powerful, and it is difficult for the eight of them to clean it up.

The other seven people all looked at the senior brother, looking at the red-clothed lama in front of Xiao Yuesheng whirring and gasping, and remained silent.

Xiao Yuesheng has only heard of this secret method, but has never seen it, and when he has the opportunity to see it, he will not let it go, concentrate on the exercise, and perceive the route of its movement.

Tantric magic, sure enough, there is no world, Xiao Yuesheng secretly sighed in his heart, quite happy, he didn't expect to plant flowers unintentionally, but there was such a harvest.

"Brother, what is he doing?" Zhao Min saw that they were all looking at the big lama in a daze, the whirring panting sound was like a cow's gasp, he was very curious, and pointed to the red-clothed big lama and asked Wang Baobao.

"I don't know if it's a brother. Wang Baobao shook his head, although he was proficient in the art of war, he didn't attach importance to martial arts, and he was only a one-man enemy.

"These people, they are weird, and their martial arts are far behind, why bother looking for them?!" Zhao Min snorted lightly and glanced at Wang Baobao.

"Sister, do you think masters are so easy to find?!" Wang Baobao glared at her angrily, shook his head and sighed: "Your luck is that you can recruit those top masters, today's martial arts masters, most of them are very hard-hearted, and they rarely serve the imperial court!"

Zhao Min was silent, the court was unpopular, she had faintly felt the omen of the collapse of the country, and she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

The whirring panting sound gradually subsided, and the red-clothed lama slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of lightning burst out, so bright that it was difficult to look at directly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly, he was quite happy in his heart, he had already figured out this secret method, the greater its power, the more he liked it, and after he improved it, the Shuiyun Sect also had one more miracle skill to save his life.

"Great Lama, let's start!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, put his right palm on his chest, his eyes were warm, and his face was full of compassion, like a Buddha's light covering his body.

"Please!" The red-clothed lama let out a deep sigh, like a thunderbolt exploding in everyone's ears, shaking Zhao Min and Wang Baobao, and their blood and qi rolled.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, although the other party's skill was doubled, he couldn't completely control it, as if a child was wielding a big hammer, and his power enhancement was limited.

He slowly pushed it out with one palm, still the great mudra of Tantra.

The red-clothed lama stared at him, his essence flashed violently, he put the golden cymbal back behind his back, and slowly pushed out his right palm, and the palm quickly changed color, quickly turning red, as if it had been dyed with cinnabar, but it was an authentic big mudra kung fu.

The two palms seemed to slow down, and they intersected in the blink of an eye.

There was a "bang", as if the revolution had collided, and the sound was dull, but with a strange force that shocked the heart.

Xiao Yuesheng spun under his feet, took a step back, secretly surprised in his heart, and nodded, the internal force of Tantra is really different, it is different from ordinary internal force, and it needs to be resolved by himself.

The red-clothed lama stood still, his face was as usual, as if his internal strength was better than Xiao Yuesheng's, which made all the monks happy.

But they were quite dignified, and they didn't make a sound, but they raised their eyebrows, their eyes showed joy, and they looked at the senior brother intently.

"Great Lama's good skills!" Xiao Yuesheng exclaimed, smiled kindly, and slowly pushed out his right palm, and pressed it without hurrying.

The big lama's expression was calm, there was no joy, and when he saw the palm that was slowly pressed, he stretched out his hand and took out the golden cymbal from behind his back, flicked his wrist slightly, and shot out a golden light, and the golden cymbal was already out of his hand, shooting towards Xiao Yuesheng like a hidden weapon.

At this time, the distance between the two was only one step, and the speed of the golden cymbals was extremely fast, and it was really vicious and abnormal, which obviously violated the rules of the Central Plains martial arts.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure flickered, and two figures suddenly appeared, and the golden light hit a figure, and it passed away without hindrance.

He reappeared, still in place, unharmed.

The golden light shot out not far away, and suddenly with a soft roar, an arc was drawn in mid-air, and it suddenly turned around and shot back again.

This time the distance was not close, Xiao Yuesheng's right hand slowly reached out, his five fingers were stretched, and when the golden light approached, he shook it and slapped it with the back of his palm.

With the sound of "ding", the golden cymbal was in the middle of the palm back, and a golden light turned into eight paths, shooting out in all directions, which was extremely fast.

"Uh......" A few moans sounded, and the eight monks around Xiao Yuesheng trembled, covering their chests, looking surprised, as if they didn't believe it.

"A few lamas, rude and rude. Xiao Yuesheng clenched his fists, his body turned, and he apologized.

"You ......" Zhao Min saw it clearly, couldn't help but snort, rushed over, and pointed at Xiao Yuesheng, with a delicate face and anger.

The eight golden rays of light had already shot into the bodies of the eight lamas, and although Zhao Min didn't see it clearly, he also knew that it must have been the golden cymbals that had been shattered, and the fragments had hit the eight people.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Min, who threw himself into the net, and grabbed her willow waist with his big hand, so that she couldn't move, and smiled at Wang Baobao: "Brother Wang, if you save them quickly, there is still a glimmer of life." ”

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared with Zhao Min.

(To be continued)