Master Zhenghui recited a Buddha horn and said: "A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way." Since the sword spectrum is a family heirloom of Lord Duan's family, Master Yi should not have the heart to snatch again. Besides, Yi Shizhu's martial arts are already earth-shattering, ghosts and gods, what is the use of this incomplete sword book?"

Yi Shuihan looked impatient and said, "Old monk, you have to be long-winded. This sword book is bound to be obtained by the old man, I'll see if you can stop me. After saying that, he grabbed it to Master Duan.

Master Zhenghui unhurriedly stretched out his right hand and slapped it towards Yi Shuihan's vest. This palm seems to be an understatement, and the palm is slow, but in fact, it is clumsy and clever, heavier than Mount Tai.

Yi Shuihan knew that it was powerful, so he let go of Master Duan, and turned around to greet Master Zhenghui. At the beginning, Yi Shuihan's palm technique was fast and strange, and then he used a tiger and leopard-like fist technique, a sharp and fierce fingering technique. And Master Zhenghui's back and forth is just a few simple palm techniques. But no matter how his tricks changed or how fierce his offensive was, when he met Master Zhenghui's casual slap, it was all invisible.

Duan Yuntu was happy to watch it from the side. Master Zhenghui is really a high-ranking monk, and he is extraordinary. His palm technique seems simple and does not change much, but in fact it is very clumsy and clever, and it is not coincidental. The random palm is simple and direct, but in fact, it is a collection of thousands of exquisite palms, combined into one formula.

Could this be the legendary trick without a move?!

After more than 100 moves, Yi Shuihan's palm technique changed, hiding the complicated changes, and also became dignified and simple. But at the same time, there is also a cold atmosphere in the palm. Duan Yuntu stood two zhang away, and he felt a gust of cold wind coming, cold and biting.

Duan Yuntu's eyes were tightly fixed on the palms of the two of them, trying to see every move and style clearly. But the palms of these two people were too exquisite, and Duan Yuntu could only catch a faint artistic conception in the palms of the two people.

But this is not easy, he knows that even this ethereal and vague artistic conception has already made him infinitely useful. In Duan Zhijun's eyes, he only saw a few simple palm techniques of the two of them, which were simple and direct, and there were not many changes. But I can't appreciate the hidden artistic conception at all, even if it's just a flash of feeling in my heart.

This Yi Shuihan is really powerful, and he has been fighting with Master Zhenghui for so long without being defeated, and his entry moves account for seventy percent.

But it can be seen that Master Zhenghui did not use all his strength, maybe he wanted Yi Shuihan to retreat.

After fighting for a while, the two have already fought for nearly a thousand moves. Yi Shuihan tried his best, but he still couldn't take advantage of it. While secretly praising Master Zhenghui's profound skills, he also used his magic skills. Suddenly, a palm slapped out, and there was a cloud of white gas in the palm of the palm.

Master Zhenghui's body sank slightly, and he greeted it with one palm, but there was a ball of purple qi in his palm.

The two of them put their palms together, stalemate. Yi Shuihan urged the internal force three times in a row, but Master Zhenghui was still motionless. Then Master Zhenghui, who was only listening, shouted, "Go!" and his palm slammed forward.

Yi Shui Han took three steps back, and his face changed color. Then he smiled and said, "The master's magic skills are really powerful!" With a wave of his sleeves, he hit the incense burner on the altar and flew towards Master Zhenghui.

With a flick of the back of his hand, Master Zhenghui knocked the flying incense burner to the left. I heard a bang, and the incense burner knocked a big hole in the wall and burst out.

The incense ash that had been silent in the incense burner for many years was sprinkled out at once, and with a slight wave of Master Zhenghui's sleeve, a strong wind blew out, blowing the sprinkled incense ash far away.

Yi Shuihan took advantage of this opportunity, stretched out his hand and grabbed Duan Zhijun, broke through the roof like lightning, and flew out. The broken wood and tiles of the roof fell to the ground with a clatter.

Master Masae rushed over, jumped onto the roof, and returned to the temple after a few moments. He stretched out his right index finger and separated the void point, only to hear a snort, Duan Yuntu felt that the sealed acupuncture point jumped, and his internal breath ran as usual again. As soon as he raised his hand, his movement was no longer hindered, and Master Zhenghui really solved the acupoint for himself with a raise of his hand.

Duan Yuntu went to see Master Zhenghui in the past. Master Zhenghui looked at Duan Yuntu and nodded: "Yi Shuihan's ice and snow palm is really powerful, I want to do it for a while, and you will protect the Dharma for me." ”

Duan Yuntu said respectfully: "Yes!" and stood three steps away.

Master Zhenghui sat down cross-legged, put his two hands on his knees, and without much effort, Master Zhenghui's whole body was covered with a layer of white mist.

Waiting for the white mist to dissipate, Master Zhenghui stood up and said, "It's okay now." ”

Duan Yuntu asked in surprise, "Could it be that Yi Shuihan actually injured the master?"

Master Zhenghui said: "It's not that it hurt me, it's just that it was infected by his cold internal force, and it will be cleared after a while." Yi Shuihan didn't know how powerful my Ziyang True Qi was, and he should have suffered internal injuries. However, he robbed Duan Gongzi, and this matter was a little tricky. ”

At this time, the owner had recovered and stood up. He first thanked Master Zhenghui for his help, and then said: "The master is cultivating in Buddhism, and he shouldn't have been disturbed, but when the matter is urgent, I really have no choice, so I took the liberty to ask for help." Because of this, I really felt guilty for disturbing the master's Qing Xiu. ”

Master Zhenghui said: "Where did the donor come from? The donor was kind to the old man in the past, but the old man has never had a chance to repay him, and no matter how clean he is, he always has grievances. However, Lord Duan gave Lao Wei a chance today, so that Lao Ke could end this earthly entanglement. It's just that there are still important things in the old temple, and I can't help the donor find Ling Gongzi. ”

Master Duan Zhuang said: "The master is serious, find Jun'er's matter, don't dare to trouble the master anymore." ”

Master Zhenghui recited the Buddha's name twice, then got up to say goodbye and went back to the temple. Before leaving, he said: "Master Duan, your disciple is injured and lives in the Three Pagoda Temple temporarily, but don't worry, the old man will definitely take care of him." With that, he turned around and walked out of the Thunder Temple.

Duan Yuntu and Duan Zhuang walked out of the temple and saw that the heavy rain had stopped at some point. But it was even darker, and there was silence. I really don't know where Yi Shuihan took Duan Zhijun.

Duan Yuntu suddenly remembered something, so he asked Master Duan: "When Duan Gongzi saw Yi Shuihan before, he said that he had seen Yi Shuihan before, and there was something strange in his words, I don't know what it means?"

Duan Zhuang said: "Jun'er mentioned this matter to me. It was the night of the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, and it snowed heavily that night. Jun'er was enjoying the snow in the yard when she suddenly heard the family's hound barking out of the door. ”

(End of chapter)