Chapter 42 Eight Throws

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the word evil king came out, and the whole hall was shocked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As the evil emperor Xiang Yutian disappeared, the most qualified to inherit his throne, the evil king who unified the Holy Gate, has great achievements, not to mention anything else, just the fact that the four holy monks have repeatedly encircled and suppressed the attempts, it is enough to make people frightened, Ning Daoqi is also blunt, he may not be able to take this person, he can be called the first person in the Demon Dao.

"Is that the evil king Shi Zhixuan?"

"I heard that the four holy monks can't hold him, but they have damaged many of their fellow Daoists!"

"If the two demons join forces, will our thousand-year-old Zen Monastery have to break the inheritance?"

The four King Kongs got up together, their faces changed slightly, but at this time, there was a melodious and melodious outside the hall, and a somewhat cheerful male voice came: "Dao is friendly and interested, the old man has a treasure here, if you don't dislike it, you might as well come and have a look." ā€

The voice seemed to be far and near, fluttering, obviously not loud, but penetrating the temple of more than ten floors, Xiang Yushan smiled: "Since the real person has spoken, the kid is naturally willing to go." ā€

Bu was a little angry: "Master, that's ... ā€

With a wave of his hand and an invitation, Xiang Yushan smiled, and immediately after, everyone walked through the corridor and came to a bronze hall, which seemed to be nothing special compared to the rest of the halls, except for a vermilion lacquer door and four small holes, there was no place for ventilation.

The four small holes are like four chimneys, constantly gushing out suffocating clear air, partial and colorful, people can not distinguish, this temple must be hidden and the family Bi, there is nothing else in the world, there is such a thrilling power.

The vermilion lacquer door was opened, and Ning Daoqi and Concubine Xuan walked out side by side, followed by a frightening cold current, as if they were standing in the wind for three or nine days, naked, chewing popsicles in their mouths, and a basin of cold water poured down on their heads, from the top of their heads to the springs under their feet.

The monk with low skill couldn't stop trembling, grunted, fell to the ground, and convulsed.

Ning Daoqi smiled: "Can Daoist friends recognize this thing?"

Looking along his fingers, the four walls of the copper hall are densely placed with 10,000 small Buddha statues cast in copper, all of which are exquisitely cast, set off between the bronze carved railing and the beamless hall wall, resulting in a rich texture, operating a kind of magnificent, golden glittering sacred atmosphere.

A pure white and flawless, shining jade seal is being placed on the bronze table in the center of the hall without a fight. The seal is engraved with the pattern of five dragons and interlocks, the craftsmanship is ingenious, but there is a corner missing, and the gold is made up, which represents the orthodoxy of the world, the thousand-year-old inheritance of He's Bi and Wang Mang's usurpation of the gold inlaid jade.

He's Bi looks ordinary, in fact, it seems to fall into the clouds, the whole hall is filled with all kinds of clear light released by itself, Xiangyushan at a glance, as if penetrating the fog of history for thousands of years, and saw the stupid hanging treasure giver Bian He, the angry Lin Xiangru, the Qin Shi Huang who dominates the world, and the suspicious and treacherous Wang Mang.

Xiang Yushan restrained his smile: "What does this mean by a real person?"

Ning Daoqi stood with his hands in his hands, and said softly: "Buddhism talks about karma, Taoism talks about virtue and prosperity, why do Taoist friends come today, you and I know it, since ancient times, there are virtuous people who live in it, there is no need to kill more, it is better for you and me to limit one hundred moves in front of this palace, if the old man is lucky enough to win a move and a half, please also ask Xiaoyou to go back to the house, and the matter of Shibi has nothing to do with you from now on!"

Xiang Yushan pinched his chin: "What if the real person is defeated?"

Ning Daoqi was full of confidence, and his innocent eyes were shining: "The old man is willing to offer He's hands to him!" And from now on, he will not ask about the world and will not go out of retreat!"

After a pause, he looked at the somewhat shocked Concubine Xuan and Kong, and said softly: "What do you think of Concubine Xuan and Kong Zen Master?"

Empty eyes widened, why did you promise, and now you ask, the two of us refuse, isn't that a slap in the face?

Concubine Xuan took a deep breath: "Everything is up to real people." ā€

Everyone retreated to dozens of zhang away, and said without anger: "Master fairy, Nanhai Immortal Weng Chao Gongcuo can still fight with Ning Zhenren in a hundred moves without falling behind, this kid fights five grandmasters alone with his own strength, presumably his martial arts are far superior to Chao Gongcuo, why did Ning Zhenren set up a defeating situation?"

Concubine Shi shook her head and said nothing, but in the dark, she didn't seem to dislike Xiangyushan.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Ning Daoqi's face was relaxed, but his heart sank to the bottom, this battle is not only to decide the belonging of He's family, but also related to Cihang Jingzhai, Jingnian Zen Monastery and his Ning Daoqi's status and prestige in the martial arts, the god who is high above is not allowed to fail.

The two sides did not rush to attack, but just looked at each other calmly, and for a while, the foot of Xiangyu Mountain was light, and its speed was so fast that the concubine only vaguely saw a phantom.

A punch blasted out, and the White Stone Square was no longer the previous White Stone Square, but was full of solemn aura, that punch seemed to draw into the void, and the vitality and dead qi of heaven and earth were all concentrated in the fist, and the stars and moon in the sky were immediately eclipsed. It feels weird and weird, indescribable, indescribable.

This punch did not bring any sound of breaking the wind, but the concubine Xuan outside the white stone carving fence in the square clearly grasped that this punch covered the sky and the earth, and Ning Daoqi had no other choice except to fight hard, this punch was like a transcendence of cause and effect, locking all of Ning Daoqi's retreat and dodge routes.

At the same time as the fist attacked, Ning Daoqi rushed forward, as if he was pounced, if it was slow or fast, but its speed was unpredictable, which could teach people to see a headache, but it was chic and good-looking, and suddenly Ning Daoqi jumped into the air and pounced down.

Boom!

The sleeves of Ning Daoqi's robe bulged and bent arched, blocking the punch of Xiangyu Mountain's world-shattering creation.

Lao Dao flew up with his strength, and the action of moving through half of the space was completed in an instant, and he stood back to back at the abbot Xu behind Xiangyu Mountain.

Xiangyushan did not look back, but paused, his body retreated rapidly, and his elbows came out together, like two Changge piercing the sky, stirring the heavens and the earth.

Ning Daoqi's right hand pressed on his chest, his left hand was flicked back, his hand poked out from the sleeve of his robe, his palm changed to grasp, he grabbed and changed his fingers, and finally pressed the tip of his elbow with his thumb to smash it.

Finger elbow confrontation, send out a "wave" of vigorous exchange of sound, hurricane from the intersection of the four sides of the wild wind, the momentum is amazing, not far away a Arhat affected by it, bang burst open.

Xiangyushan retreated slightly, his face was solemn, Ning Daoqi deserved to be the first person in the Central Plains, his self-created scattered hands and eight puffs, exquisite, especially with the illusion, ingenious, compared to the immortal seal method and the heavenly knife, there is nothing inferior to it.

Ning Daoqi moved, he stabbed back from the side with both hands, and the middle fingers of both hands sparked at the palm of Xiangyushan at the same time, the latter rotated like a windmill, dissolving Ning Daoqi's indestructible fingers, Ning Daoqi tossed, returned to the original place, put his hands horizontally, and his fingertips were gathered, like a bird pecking at the ground.

Xiang Yushan said with a smile: "The essence of the real person's scattered hands and eight pounces, its essence is to care about a \'virtual' word, the void can be angry, so the void is infinite, pure and void, then this void is real, between the void and the real, although the state is different, it is not the way of nature, the mystery and the mystery, no big or small, the secret of the avenue of heaven and earth, is really the essence of the broken." ā€

Ning Daoqi also smiled: "Although the old man is named the representative of the Daomen, in fact, he is both Buddhist and Taoist, and he does not like Lao Tzu to be quiet and inactive, and prefers Zhuangzi to be free and free to control the world, and act wantonly. ā€

Zhuangzi's philosophy can be simply understood as what to do, do whatever you want, Xiangyushan itself has learned quite a lot, the three worlds of Condor, Tianlong, and Datang, all kinds of martial arts, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, to the turnip, he does not have any specific moves, but the essence of what he has learned, one brain into the Tianshan folding plum hand system.

When encountering the enemy, there is no order, like a wild whimsy, at first glance it looks like a mess, but in fact, every move and every style is hit at the opponent's seven inches, but it is also in line with the way of Zhuangzi, pretending, right.

Xiang Yushan was not shocked by being poked, but laughed and said: "There are still ninety moves, real people please!"

Ning Daoqi smiled slightly, his hands were open, his hands were like a bird's peck, and he posed in a frame pose, although it was beautiful and beautiful, but it was powerful, which did not fit his Lao Zhuang style, and it was in conflict with his principle of scattering his hands and eight flutters.

Zhenyi looked at the ground, his hands turned into two birds playing with each other, fighting and chasing in front, you pounced on me, fought and had fun, and forced to Xiangyu Mountain.

Ning Daoqi's face showed an innocent look like a child's playing with birds, looking left and right at the virtual birds in his hands jumping up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air, Shi Fei Xuan felt that there was an invisible tree, and the birds were in the tree asking lively and business-filled jokes, all the actions seemed to be unintentional, but meticulous, so that he could no longer distinguish what is true, what is false, what is false, what is real?

Xiang Yushan restrained his smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, the distance of several zhang was fleeting, he ran the elixir, the innate diagram behind him was running slowly, his eyes flickered, until the moment when the two sparrows came to the ground, he punched out, and the two birds pecked the back of their fists as if they were shocked that an enemy was coming, kicking off the prelude to a fierce battle.

The two figures chased uncertainly in the white stone square surrounded by five hundred Arhats, and the rabbits were still moving at an astonishing high speed, but the postures of the two sides were still so calm and generous that did not fit the battle situation.

The two sides of the strange tricks one after another, to fast to fast, there is no half of the lag, and the offensive and defensive sides, are as they like to attack and defend, its compact and fierce place and imply the meaning of leisurely and elegant, brilliant to the point that it is difficult for any language to make shape imply the meaning of leisurely and elegant, brilliant to the point that it is difficult for any language to describe the meaning of the pen and ink.

Xiangyushan seems to be full of weapons, eyebrows, nose, hands, shoulders, back, legs, and feet are all his magic weapons to defeat the enemy.

"Ding! Ding"

After two clear sounds, the person returned to the confrontation from afar, as if he had never moved his hand.

Ning Daoqi put his hands behind him, and the two little birds seemed to have flapped their wings and flew away, and he smiled: "The old man can't do it if he doesn't admire it, and Daoyou can block me from more than a thousand bird pecks with a punch, which makes me want to win a move with a thick face is in vain." ā€

Xiang Yushan said with a smile: "The real person is worthy of being the first person in the United States, and his name is well deserved, if he makes a thousand more moves, the kid will definitely be defeated." ā€

Ning Daoqi was silent, for a long time, he pointed to the copper hall, and sighed: "Admit the gamble and lose, and the family, just take it!"

The Four Great Vajra sighed, after today, I am afraid that the prestige of the Pure Mind Zen Temple in the martial arts will plummet, and there is no possibility of confronting the Demon Gate, this is all thanks to the person in front of him!

When he came to the front of the Bronze Palace, Xiang Yushan suddenly laughed and said: "Although He's Bi is good, it's not what I want, everyone!"

He suddenly took a shot with one hand, and He's Bi immediately flew up, and then hit it with a palm, and with a bang, it exploded into pieces.

(To be continued.) )