Kuchan Monastery is a lineage of the treasure tree of the Sakya school in Tibetan Lamaism, and the secret techniques of martial arts focus on the cultivation of physical strength, from which the word "Kuzen" comes from.

There are many versions of the practice "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" practiced by Baoshu Yimai, and it is rumored that it was originally a secret technique of the royal family of the ancient Zhangxiong Dynasty, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

Before dusk, the people of the Holy Fire Sect came to the Xueyin Valley where the Kuzen Temple was located, and the Kuzen Temple, where the mountain gate was closed, was dim and dark.

Huang Fu Yan looked at the three big characters of "Kuzen Temple" erected at the mouth of the valley, suddenly stopped his figure, raised his eyes and looked around, and then raised his left palm, splitting out a gust of wind.

I only heard the sound of "boom!", the dust and sand flew, and the huge tree hanging the temple plaque broke down in the middle of the road at the mouth of the valley, and the plaque on it had fallen into the hands of the emperor.

Ah Zi stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Huangfu smashed someone's signboard without saying a word......!"

The golden pen Confucian said: "What, there is a mystery hidden?"

The corners of Huangfu's mouth twitched: "There is no mystery, but the hard work of Kuzen Temple is indeed good, you see these words, they are all directly drawn with your fingers!"

Jiang He said with a smile: "The old man heard that the housekeeping skills of these bald donkeys seem to be called "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", and the legend is amazing!" He is a local and knows the Kuchan Temple very well, but the family's land was occupied by the monks in the temple in the early years, and he has a great grudge against these good-looking monks.

""Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong"?" Huangfu opened his mouth, but his heart was hot.

"Yes, this martial art has been circulated in the surrounding countries, and the versions are slightly different, but they are similar, but no one has ever really practiced ......" Jiang He shook his head and said, a little disapproving.

Because of the popularity of Tibetan Buddhism, the supreme magic of this tantric sect is also widely spread, Jiang He also practiced for a period of time in his early years, but it was a little thankless, and he suffered enough, but he only cultivated to the fourth layer of the earth. You must know that this dragon elephant is divided into thirteen layers, and the fourth layer is just getting started.

What's even more outrageous is that the former presiding officer of Kuzen Temple had practiced this exercise to the ninth layer without any precedents, and when he was about to practice bravely and diligently to the tenth layer, he actually had a demon in his heart, unable to control himself, and finally danced wildly for seven days and seven nights, and died from the end.

Everyone shuddered when they heard this, and the few Holy Fire Sect disciples who wanted to try their cultivation were even more in a cold sweat.

Huangfu Yan was also stunned for a moment: "Then how many layers has this thousand-armed demon monk practiced?"

"I heard it's the eighth floor!" replied a couple of locals.

Huangfu Yan's heart is hot, only the eighth layer has such power. He had personally fought with the thousand-armed demon monk, and he knew the weight of this eight-layer dragon elephant.

Even if this exercise is not as magical as the legend suggests, it is not to be underestimated.

Thinking of the legend he heard from Jiang He, Huangfu vaguely felt that this rumor did not seem to be groundless. The ancient Zhangxiong's Wang Dongba Xing was the master of the white building of the Son of Heaven in the previous life of Shakyamuni Buddha, and the Buddha's master's cultivation of kung fu could not be ordinary.

While everyone was laughing, they had already come to the temple.

The people of Kuzen Temple are instigated!

Everyone can't see that the movement of the Huangfu Death knocking down the plaque just now is very great, and the people inside don't know.

At this moment, with the sound of the Buddha's horn, the mountain gate opened, and a row of lamas walked out.

The person who came was the abbot of Kuzen Temple, the Living Buddha Zhang Su, and the thousand-armed demon monk was too seriously injured to be cured in a short period of time. The Holy Fire Cult's attack was so aggressive that it barely gave them a chance to breathe.

Neither side took the lead, but Zhang Su Living Buddha knew that his side had fallen behind. Looking at the Huangfu who was surrounded by everyone, his heart was even more shocked, and it was a little hard to believe that this person had such profound martial arts at such a young age. He took a breath, calmed down the doubt in his heart, and asked, "May I ask if the ...... is the honorable driver?"

Huangfu smiled and said: "Under Huangfu." ”

Zhang Su Living Buddha looked back at the monks, and saw that everyone was at a loss, obviously they had not heard of this person's name.

Jinbi Confucian pointed to the four people behind Zhang Su Living Buddha with a calm face and introduced: "These four people are the four demon protectors of Kuzen Temple: Canglong, Blue Elephant, Coiled Snake, and Flying Bear Venerable, and their strength is only under the thousand-armed demon monk......"

Huangfu Yan frowned: "What about this Zhangsu Living Buddha?"

Jin Bi Rusheng was stunned for a moment: "No one has ever seen him make a move, this ......" said, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "This guy is a little tricky......"

Huang Fuyan: "Be more prepared when you do it later, there should be no problem." ”

Zhang Su came back to his senses, and when he saw Huangfu and the others muttering, he didn't put himself and the others in his eyes at all, and couldn't help coughing.

Only then did Huang Fu Yan raise his head: "As a monk, you should have been empty of the Four Great Ones, but now you are making waves everywhere, and we are waiting for the Holy Fire Sect to follow the mandate ......of heaven, inherit the will of the people, and do the right thing for the heavens."

"Making waves?" Zhang Su Huofo had some research on the Chinese language, and could understand the word Huangfu Fu, and shouted: "This ...... We are here to promote the teachings of Lama...... You...... You're bloody ...... cooking."

"......" the Holy Fire cultists.

Ah Zi laughed even more, laughing with flowers, fluffy sideburns, and finally stroking his chest with both hands, almost unstable.

These lamas are all twenty or thirty-year-old monks in their prime of life, and there are also characters with beautiful heads and faces, they take refuge in the Three Jewels, abstain from women's sex, and their ears and eyes are touched, they are all bald monks.

Zhang Su Living Buddha swept his gaze towards the disciples, and did not realize that the color changed slightly, but fortunately, the sky was dim, and it was quite difficult to notice, and a monk not far from him seemed to be stunned, his eyes were straight, and he was not instantaneous.

Zhang Su sighed and shouted: "Fahui, don't retreat quickly, don't follow the way of this demon girl!"

Ah Zi's face sank, reached out and untied the lock of a large bag hanging under the left helper, flashed to the right, and giggled: "Thief monk, you must die!" In the cry, her left hand was thrown forward, and the person floated to the right, and a fishy cyan fire mist erupted from the potbelly pot she took out, and the hot flow hit her face, the smell was nauseous, where the fire mist fell, the sand and stones sneered, the weeds scorched, and then caught fire.

The monks screamed strangely and hurriedly dodged, but Ah Zi shot out again and again, shooting out the hidden weapon poison that had been brewed these days.

There was a careless barbarian monk who couldn't avoid it, and was burned by the poisonous flames, screaming and rolling to the ground, on fire, and the ****'s skin immediately rotted and blistered.

"Demon girl!" Zhang Su was so angry that he wanted to die, and he was about to slap this dead girl to death with one palm.

Huangfu Yan opened his mouth and let out a high-pitched long laugh, the sound was like a cracked silk, straight through Xiao Han, straight like a tip, piercing into Zhang Su's ear drum, making him stagnate, covering his ears and retreating.

The laughter stopped, and seeing that Ah Zi was still reckless, the emperor shouted: "Come back!"

"You...... Hmph!" Ah Zi was a little dissatisfied, but he also knew that if he really moved, he would be the one who suffered.

Everyone in the Holy Fire Sect secretly smacked their tongues, and looked at Ah Zi with some fear, obviously they didn't expect this delicate little girl to be so vicious.

Seeing that Ah Zi was about to come over, he suddenly heard a cold voice say, "If you hurt someone, you want to leave, come back!"

Ah Zi's heart was shocked, and he ran to Huangfu without thinking about it.

As soon as the man's voice fell, he didn't chase after him, but grabbed the void with both hands, and Ah Zi involuntarily took a step back as if he was pulling someone's hind legs.

Ah Zi panicked in his heart, and unconsciously exclaimed, the emperor had already heard the sound.

This monk is the head of the four Venerables Canglong Venerable, the internal power of the volley, the second grasp has been issued, Huangfu snorted coldly, and the strength also came from the air, falling on Ah Zi's body, using the kung fu to firmly "nail" Ah Zi's feet to the ground.

Venerable Canglong was quite surprised when he saw that he couldn't move Ah Zi's body, and he added a little strength at the moment, and grabbed it again in the air, but Ah Zi's body didn't move at all.

The Emperor Fu passed on Ah Zi, Ah Zi slapped his palm back, and a powerful palm force swept towards the Canglong Venerable.

The Canglong Venerable turned his grasp into a palm, and it was also slapped out with one palm, and it was also faintly carrying the sound of wind and thunder.

The two splitting palms collided, and the hateful robe of the Canglong Venerable was like a full sail, and Ah Zi's body was also shaking.

Standing up and down, everyone in the Kuzen Temple was shocked and inexplicable.

"Come to the back and stay, why are the girls so willful!" Huangfu said helplessly, helping Ah Zi.

Ah Zi had a cold face: "I will leave by myself, I don't need you to accompany me!" said as he shook off the emperor's death and entered the crowd of the Holy Fire Sect.

Huangfu sneered, turned his head and said, "Great monk, what kind of hero are you for bullying my family's maidservant!"

Ah Zi was stunned and almost died of anger, and the three of the green elephant, coiled snake, and flying bear were already standing side by side with Canglong, and they all shot at Huangfu.

"Shameless!" Ah Zi scolded, not knowing who he was talking about.

As soon as Huang Fu Yan saw the four people waving his palms out, he immediately dodged away and moved three steps away. His body is extremely fast, how can he know that the other party's tantric Mahamudra skill is even more ingenious.

The length of the arms stretched out by these four people was just enough for the Emperor Fu Death, and at this time, the Emperor Fu Yan moved away, and their arms also burst forward, as if they had grown a foot in the air.

This is one of the mysteries of the tantric mudras, where the hands and arms complement each other, like the Tongjian of Middle-earth.

Huang Fu Yan knew that these people had all cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, and he wanted to avoid the edge for a while, but who knew that the other party's palm was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it followed closely.

Immediately, he didn't retreat, snorted coldly, his body was slightly sideways, his right palm drew half an arc, and he slapped it obliquely.

Venerable Canglong's two palms touched the Emperor's Death, and there was a sound like thunder, and then they were glued together. The palm power of the other three also hit the Huangfu body like an overwhelming force.

Everyone in the Holy Fire Sect scolded, no matter how powerful the Emperor Fu died, his fists were also difficult to defeat with four hands, not to mention that at this time, there were eight palms pressed on the Huang Fu Yan.

Just as they were about to help, the monks of Kuchan Temple who reacted over there had already stopped them, and there was an unfathomable Zhangsu Living Buddha, and the golden pen Confucian did not dare to make a move easily for a while.

At this moment, Venerable Canglong suddenly let out a muffled snort, his robe shook for a while, and his arm trembled slightly.

The faces of the other three Venerables were even more frightened, staring at the Emperor Fu as if they had seen a ghost.

Their dragon elephant prajna skill is the realm of the seventh layer, and it is only a step worse than the thousand-armed demon monk, not to mention that under the combined attack of the tantric mudra of these four people, the strength that fell on the emperor's body should be increased by more than three points, and the dragon elephant prajna skill has been brought into full play, it is really like a raging wave, one wave is higher than the other.

Venerable Canglong can defeat the emperor at his own expense, and he is proud, and suddenly finds that the strength handed by the other party is endless, and he wants to withdraw, but he finds that he is actually stuck together by the other party, and he can only be attacked by the endless strength into his arms, and he is miserable!

The other three even had bitter words. While exerting a powerful internal force to deal with the Canglong Venerable, the Emperor Fu Yan had already secretly used the unloading sticky method of the Great Shift, absorbing the true power emitted by the palms of the three people together and turning it into the ground.

The earth is all-encompassing, although the internal force of these three people is not weak, but it is also a piece of cake for Huangfu Yan, through his body, into the ground, like a sea of mud cows, there is no reaction at all.

This situation will not be long, as long as it continues for half an hour, these four people will collapse all over their bodies, and their skills will be completely wasted. A person who practices martial arts regards his martial arts cultivation as more important than his life, so it is no wonder that the four of them look like ghosts and are extremely afraid. But in this situation, everyone can't even open their mouths to find someone to help, and if they open their mouths, their true anger will be discouraged, and they are simply asking for their own death.

Although the people in Kuzen Temple noticed the expressions of the four people, they didn't think much about it, and the four Venerables could only stand up in a corner, holding on to their deaths, and putting their hopes on the emperor's own exhaustion.

Zhang Su Living Buddha was the first to notice that the situation was not good, Huangfu Yan smiled, and the four venerables actually began to tremble all over. He had never seen it before, and he had never even imagined it.

didn't have to think about it, Zhang Su, who had never made a move, jumped up and rushed towards the emperor.

At this moment, Huang Fu suddenly let go of the four people, most of the skills of these four people were wasted, and before they could recover their senses, they felt a fierce sword aura swept over.

This kind of strong momentum is something they have only seen in their lives, and they can't resist it at all.

Zhang Su Huofo shouted, the Qingluan sword almost crossed his chest, and his flying body spun in the air, and suddenly jumped out upside down.

Under the moonlight, the emperor's palm was raised flat, and the long sword was turned back into his hand.

Edgeworth flies into the air!

What kind of swordsmanship is this, the monks are terrified. This kind of mental blow immediately made the people of Kuzen Temple lose the courage to continue attacking.

Huangfu said in a deep voice: "Believe it or not, if I want to kill you, it's just a gesture." ”

Zhang Su Living Buddha stopped the bleeding from the wound and nodded forcefully.

Canglong and the other four great Venerables all fell to the ground weakly.

At the moment when Zhang Su nodded, Huangfu had already put away his sword and moved a few feet away. I only heard the sharp sound of the whistle, and a cyan sword shot out, and a sand dune that landed outside Zhang Xu Kai burst open, and the sand splashed in all directions.

Everyone was terrified, and those with extraordinary insight had already exclaimed, "The sword is the legendary sword!" )