Sikong Zhan's cultivation spell finally made a decisive breakthrough, even though it was only the simplest dust removal technique, it also made him extremely happy, and for the next two days, his mood had been in a state of excitement.

It made Zhou Botong and Quan Zhen Qizi wonder, but they all liked to hear it, including Dongfang Sheng, who was a guest, and they were happy about Sikong Zhan's changes.

Because, Sikong Zhan, who was in a good mood, was kind to them, not only gave them a great guide to the martial arts of the seven sons, accompanied Zhou Botong Dongfang Sheng to practice, but also extended the time.

Tenryu Temple, Houshan Zen Temple.

A lamp runs the internal force, from the dantian to the shoulder and arm acupoints, with the cold abyss to the patio in the elbow bend, and even down to the four desecration and three yang network sect outside the Guanyang Pond in the Zhu injection door, condensing the true qi, from the ring finger of the Guan Chong acupoint.

His mind was highly condensed, and the internal force was constantly compressed on his fingertips, and dozens of times the internal force was finally transformed into a wisp of sword qi, which shot out from the ring finger of his right hand, and with a snort, it directly penetrated a pine tree with a thick bowl mouth three feet away, and the hole was smooth and fine, which was sharper than the cut formed by the sword.

"The junior brother is really extraordinary, and his talent is outstanding, in just two days, he has cultivated the Yimai Guan Chong Sword to such a point. Ichikong clapped his hands in praise with a look of respect.

Yideng concentrated on practicing, and suddenly heard the sound of talking, only to realize that the three masters appeared in the Zen monastery at some point.

"I have seen three senior brothers, and the poor monk is ashamed. Yilan said modestly.

Yijing walked to the pine tree, stretched out his hand and touched the entrance of the cave, and said: "Senior brother doesn't have to be humble, your talent can only be compared with the Kurong Patriarch a hundred years ago." ”

Yideng shook his head and said: "This vein sword technique has many changes, and the poor monk is only the first to condense the sword qi, and he can't do it at will." ”

The thumb of the left hand of the six-vein divine sword - the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian - Shaoshang Sword, the sword road is strong, quite a stone-shattering, wind and rain to the momentum. The index finger of the right hand - the large intestine meridian of the hand Yang Ming - the Shang Yang sword, ingenious and flexible, elusive. The middle finger of the right hand - the hand and the yin pericardial meridian - the middle punch sword, wide open and closed, majestic. The little finger of the right hand - the hand less yin heart meridian - less rushing the sword, light and fast. The little finger of the left hand - the sun and small intestine meridian of the hand - the sword of Shaoze, comes and goes, and the changes are subtle.

The ring finger of the right hand - the hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Jing - Guan Chong sword, won with clumsiness and simplicity, even if a lamp is extremely talented, it is difficult to grasp the true meaning in just two days.

Yi Neng said: "The six-vein divine sword is alone in the world, it is really not urgent to achieve it overnight, and it is really commendable that the junior brother can initially practice the Guan Chong sword." ”

Yideng said with a smile: "Senior brother doesn't need to say much, even if the poor monk doesn't cultivate the six-vein divine sword, his own strength is enough to deal with Chi Dezan, so he can't please him." ”

"The junior brother can not be negligent, a hundred years ago, the great wheel of the Ming King Gu Mozhi in my temple with his own strength, alone to the six patriarchs of Tianlong Temple, presumably his disciple grandson ...... "although a net is full of confidence in a lamp, when it comes to the end, it is inevitable to suffer from gains and losses."

Yideng knew that this senior brother was concerned about the chaos, and said confidently: "Senior brother don't have to worry too much, the top of Huashan, seven days and seven nights of fierce fighting, Chongyang Dao Chang can defeat the four uniques of the southeast and northwest when he suffers from internal diseases, and his martial arts are no less than the Jiu Mozhi of the year, and the poor monk thinks that he can support more than 100 moves under it. ”

Yikong also said to Yijing: "Senior brother is too worried, Chi Dezan does not talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, why should I be pedantic in Tianlong Temple, protect the scriptures and protect the temple, our four senior brothers join forces, and I am afraid that he will be a Tibetan monk." ”

Soon, the night passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the second day, the four masters of Tianlong Temple sat in the Muni Hall, each closed their eyes and recuperated, and the abbot could order down early, and if Chai Dezan came as promised, he took it to the front of the Muni Hall.

At the end of the hour, the sun hangs high.

The little novice led Chittsen to the Muni Hall.

"It's coming. Yideng suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly.

The other three masters were stunned for a moment, but after a dozen breaths, they heard a burst of footsteps, one after the other, the former had messy steps, heavy breathing, and shallow skills, and the latter walked easily and breathed long, obviously with extremely high attainments.

The little novice brought Tridetsen to the front of the hall, folded his hands, bowed and said, "Abbot, the man has been brought." ”

"Stand down. ”

"Yes. ”

Chi Dezan stepped into the hall, and then sat four monks, I can't help but wonder, he clearly inquired clearly, Tianlong Temple can only get a clean three monks, how to have an extra one out of thin air.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he bowed to the four masters and said, "Dalun Temple Chidezan, see the senior masters." ”

"The master is far away, the old man is not far away, and the master is merciful. "One can return the gift.

"Tianlong is famous, the little monk admires, and today he is very happy to see the solemn treasure. ”

"Master, please be seated. ”

Chi Dezan thanked him and sat down, and said directly: "The little monk admires the long-standing six-vein divine sword of your temple, and he is very bold to come here to compete with the masters to discuss the law, if he is lucky to win, he hopes to be able to refer to the six-vein divine sword scripture, and the little monk swears that he will never leak the sword sutra and others." ”

Yijing sneered: "Your Excellency is so big, you really think that you will win. ”

"Master misunderstood, why did the little monk come to this point, I have heard that the six-vein divine sword scripture of your temple has been destroyed, I don't know if there is a copy?"

Yi Neng said: "The monks don't speak, and the sword scripture has indeed been destroyed back then, but it was recorded afterwards and stored in this temple." ”

was verbally bullied by Chide Zan, but he didn't see the slightest annoyance, he didn't speak in a hurry, and his voice was calm.

The four masters of Tianlong Temple in the hall, except for the one who ridiculed each other before, the other three are all old gods at ease, Chi Dezan can't help but secretly praise, not because of his words and reckless thoughts, Tianlong Temple is very prestigious, and it deserves its name.

Yi Neng continued: "The master reads the sword scripture of this temple, presumably the martial arts are at the top, and our temple will definitely not raise his hand to offer the sword scripture, only to teach His Excellency the high moves." ”

"All the high monks show their skills, and now the little monks have opened their eyes and are willing to accompany them to the end. ”

Chai Dezan pushed out with both palms, and the palm power was divided into four shares, attacking the four Tianlong people respectively.

The power of his palm is called the "Flame Knife", although it is ethereal and unpredictable, it can kill people invisibly, which is really powerful.

The four of them felt a scorching internal energy coming towards them, and each of them used a yang finger to force the attacking energy.

One empty and one can are all Xiao Zhoutian's masters, and they easily dissolved Chide Zan's palm power.

Because the difference in Yijing's strength was too great, Yideng was worried that he would be invincible, so he took out two fingers in a row, not only blocking the attack in front of the two, but also counterattacking Chidezan with one left and one right.

Chide Zan's heart was shocked, the monk on this side was really hidden, and his strength was released, dissolving the two-finger finger power of a lamp.

"Dali Yiyang finger, the little monk admires, I don't know the master's name?"

"One light. ”

"Take another move from the little monk. Chitzan slashed out with a palm in the air, and an even more fiery energy quickly slashed towards a lamp.

One light holds the palm of the hand in front of the chest, the index finger is extended, and the other four fingers are bent, and the lightning point is in the air.

Hum -

The forces intersected, making a dull sound.

Chide Zan's expression was solemn, knowing that he had met his opponent, his palms slowly pushed out, and eight different internal forces were intertwined, rushing towards a light like a mountain of mountains.

"Amitabha!" shouted loudly, and his strength frantically vented forward.

The power of pure yang and the fiery power continued to surge between the two, and the wind blew fiercely, blowing and flying, falling to the ground, and staggering back and forth.

Crash!

The entire Muni Hall was torn apart, and Yideng and Chitzan took two steps back one after another, staring at each other, breathing heavily, obviously, the competition just now consumed a lot.

Chide praised his face and said: "Okay, I didn't expect that in addition to Nandi Duan Zhixing, Dali also has a master like you, and the little monk is worth the trip." Seeing that things were difficult, he was relieved.

"Wait!"

Yideng suddenly said: "Come if you want to come, leave if you want to go, what do you think of Tianlong Temple." ”

"What's the matter? You Tianlong Temple still want to bully more and keep the little monk?" Chi Dezan said sarcastically with a wary face.

"Come and be rude, don't you want to see the six-vein divine sword, the poor monk will let you see and understand. After Yilan finished speaking, a finger stretched out, and a sword qi instantly attacked in front of Chitzan.

So fast!

Chitzan swung out his left palm, and the strength in front of him was clothed, but he was not able to defeat the sharpness of the sword qi, he retreated one after another, and it took a total of five strengths to resist this sword qi.

"Six-vein divine sword, the little monk has learned and said goodbye. Chide Tsang was really scared, jumped up, took a few ups and downs, and disappeared into the distance.

In the distance, on the top of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the middle-aged monk with a cold face retracted his gaze, looked in the direction of Tubo in the west, and muttered to himself.

"Kumachi. ”