quick!
Too fast!
From sitting cross-legged to getting up and bowing, it seemed that it was less than a tenth of a moment. Not to mention the onlookers, even Yin Yue, who was fully focused, seemed to have lost the capture of the person in front of her in an instant.
When we saw each other again, the white and crystal-like palm was almost on the verge of his palm.
Then, it was the roar that resounded like thunder!
And the source of this huge roar was his stomping his feet gently!
Boom!
Just a light tap on the toe, the earth, no, is the square in front of the hanging view, surging violently, mud, sand, soil and rocks surge like a tide.
This square that can accommodate hundreds of people to sit in seems to be trampled over!
What a huge power this is?!
There is no blood and energy to induce it, nor does it fluctuate true energy, but this terrifying scene still shocked all the bystanders.
Step on the mountains, rivers, and the country!
Suddenly, such an idea appeared in Lu Qingting's mind.
"This person?!"
Chu Tianyi's pupils contracted violently.
He was always focused on him, which was clearer than anyone else's sight. He just stood up and looked at him. Such a tiny movement seemed to be earth-shaking when he was present in his eyes!
In a trance, he seemed to hear the long-lasting sound of the dragon roar. He saw the roar of the dragon and the divine elephant raised his nose. The pure and vast power made his scalp numb.
A moment ago, it seemed like an ordinary young man, but a moment later, it was like a god who held the sky in ancient myths!
Such amazing changes are more than earth-shaking?!
Hurry!
Blood boils like boiling water.
With the help of this stepping force, Yang Yu fell to his shoulders and elbows, relaxed his waist and lowered his arms, lowered his arms to his waist, and raised his hands with his hands up without reservation.
On the palm that seemed to be in a hurry, the power of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants gathered!
The magical powers that Yang Yu has come into contact with are not surprisingly different from other magical powers that Tongyou and Rongjin Body Refining are more ordinary than magical powers like Tongyou and Rongjin Body Refining.
However, this magical power does not need to be urged to blend with flesh and blood and grow in the bone marrow.
Bang!
The two of them met much faster than anyone imagined. Before the thrilling thoughts flashed through the hearts of the bystanders, the violent collision had already exploded.
boom!
Under the huge sound that could almost pierce the eardrum, the earth with two people as the center suddenly collapsed in a radius of dozens of feet, and there were still more sinking feet.
The dust that Yang Yu stepped into the sky was instantly flattened by invisible huge force and could not fly.
The exterior wall of the hanging view, along with the house slightly closer, collapsed instantly, as if the cooked cakes crushed by a sled hammer were stuck tightly to the ground.
And above the sound wave, the actual force of force kept echoing like a concentric circle, and the sky was like a sea for a moment, and the craze hit all directions.
This is a collision of pure power, the intersection of Zhihard and Zhiyang!
At this moment, there seemed to be a fire of violent friction between gold and iron, like two hot meteors colliding on the top of the mountain!
"This old Taoist priest?!"
Yin Yue's expression moved.
He bowed down to the mountains and seas, and asked himself that even if it was a small hill, it could be crushed into pieces, and steel bars and iron bones would be crushed into mud.
But the raised palm seemed to have the power to rake mountains and cross the sea, stopping his bow.
Not only that, the Taoist in front of him seemed to be a bottomless black hole. His all his strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.
And there is no sound!
But how is this possible?!
After eighty years of hard work, his strength was already the best in the world. He asked himself how he could be the best master of the same level.
Even if you can't beat this sloppy Taoist just by just one prayer, how could you be so smoothly followed?!
"impossible!"
The raging wind could not blow the burly body of the iron pedal. As the only person present, who had not retreated and was closest to him.
He saw clearly and was even more shocked.
At the moment when the two met, countless scenes of the two colliding appeared in his mind, but he never expected that it would be the scene in front of him.
‘When Yin Yue bowed, at least 50% of the force disappeared out of thin air…’
Before Chu Tianyi could think of it flashed through his mind, a loud and loud dragon roar sounded in his ears.
"By again!"
Exhale like thunder, sound like a dragon's roar, Yin Yue's chest fluctuated violently, and the breath that overflowed between her mouth and nose was as fierce as magma.
In less than a moment, he straightened his back with the help of this huge recoil force and bowed again, and the terrifying force gushed again.
It was like an active volcano that had been squeezed for countless years and had completely erupted.
Hurry ~
All kinds of sounds meet and travel far away.
The fierce wind pushed out all the external objects wherever they passed. The sharp wind knife was on the ground, leaving hideous scars on the wall.
This time, the collision was much more violent than the first time. The whistling wind seemed to flatten the entire mountain.
Even the iron stepping method had to take a step back to avoid being surrounded by two people directly.
"Who is this person?!"
It was not until the second collision that the two disciples of the Hanging Mountain True Tripitaka who were in a trance came back to their senses. Looking at the ruined square, they felt a little astringent in their throats.
Even an incredible idea came into being: Could this person be the ancestor who is reborn?!
"it turns out……"
The bright red blood dripped from Yin Yue's eyebrows, and she fell into a huge shock.
This worship, just like before, was still muddy into the sea without splashing any water.
The Taoist, who was more than three shorter than him and was old, was as unshakable as the legendary sacred mountain.
This scene had a huge impact on him, so that the trance that shouldn't have appeared on him appeared.
The strength I rely on for becoming famous and proud of was actually lost to him?!
"Do you still want to worship?"
The black martial robe moved, but Yang Yu withdrew his palm. He put his hands in his back, and his left palm wrapped around his slightly trembling right hand.
Cover the wound that burst out because the mustard seed space cannot bear it.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! His horizontal training is far inferior to the great monk in front of him. Even though the power of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants can reach mountains, the power of the recoil is really unbearable.
If it weren't for the mustard seed space to remove the force, it would be impossible to take these two bows so easily.
"Amitabha."
After a brief silence, Yin Yue's hands, which were shivering open, closed slightly tremblingly, and his expression instantly dimmed:
"What if God doesn't bless me in Buddhism?"
A breath of turbid air was exhaled, and Yin Yue's burly body seemed to be three points shorter, with extremely strong frustration and unwillingness biting his heart.
Since the day he entered Dachan Temple, his master said that he was the most talented Buddhist martial arts talent after Master Bodhidharma for more than a thousand years.
He did not disappoint everyone's expectations, but he learned everything, and he was so sophisticated and pure. He also practiced all kinds of martial arts and extraordinary skills, but he could achieve great success.
He once thought that he would surpass Maida Mo and become a monument of Buddhism until he first encountered the old Taoist in front of him...
He could feel it vaguely.
The Buddhist fortune that has been prosperous for thousands of years has come to an end with its own decline. I am afraid that Dachan Temple will fall apart in the future.
"The greed of a gentleman was killed for five generations. It was already 1,400 years ago that Master Bodhidharma opened the Dachan Temple..."
Yang Yu said:
"The sun and the moon still have ups and downs, who can last forever?"
Yu Yang felt something.
The monk in front of him was really a figure with the best martial arts. He was not sure if he really wanted to start.
The sloppy Taoist is ten times better than him and is known as the supreme master who comes out every thousand years.
But so what?
Thousands of years later, Dachan Temple has long been reduced to the second-rate, not as good as the Lanke Temple, which is divided. The Hanging Mountain is now at its peak, and by then, it will eventually decline.
"Today's defeat is actually because Yin Yue is not as good as the real person, but my martial arts in Dachan Temple are not as good as your Hanging Mountain! You are not even better than Master Bodhidharma!"
Yin Yue's breath calmed down.
Looking at the old Taoist who seemed to have not even had a few hairs in front of him, he slowly closed his eyes, opened himself, and turned around and left:
"On the day, Buddhist disciples come to worship the mountain, Zhenren Zhang, you will definitely see that day!"
As the voice echoed, all the monks of Dachan Temple with ugly expressions went down the mountain, and many of the people in the martial arts world who were watching the fun also dispersed.
There are many experts among them, and they have gained a lot today, and they are about to find a place to digest it.
"puff!"
Not long after going down the mountain, Yin Yue suddenly coughed up blood, and the monks were frightened.
"Thousand years of Buddhist fortune, self-destruction..."
A mouthful of black blood could not spit out the depression in his heart. Yin Yue held a Zen stick in his hand and was flew with a monk's robe. For a moment, he wanted to rush up the Hanging Mountain and die for his martyrdom.
Can……
As if he felt something, he forced the monks who were trying to support him back, stepped forward, climbed over a hill, and suddenly stopped.
It was winter, and although the weather was not yet very cold, everything had already returned to silence.
But in front of him was a scene of early spring with flowers, trees and springs flowing.
"This is……"
Yin Yue murmured.
His eyes wandered and landed on the bank of the stream, where a woman in red sat cross-legged, and a nine-foot-high sword stood beside her.
"Amitabha!"
...
...
"No wonder the Dachan Temple split into Rotten Ke, Dachan, and Wuliang Sans..."
Looking at the backs of the monks leaving, Yang Yu felt silent.
In the illusion of Bodhidharma Fulong Picture, he witnessed the Dachan Temple from scratch.
At that time, all the monks led by Bodhidharma, who were ascetic in Dachan Temple, from the smallest land to the renovation of mountain gates and carving Buddha statues, what kind of fake hands were there for others?
In the final analysis, the teachings of Bodhidharma are not only martial arts, but also Zen.
Today, Dachan Temple is still Dachan Temple, but it can no longer bear the word "Zen" and loses the Zen spirit. Even if there is no hanging mountain, it will eventually fall apart.
After his thoughts changed, Yang Yu glanced at the crowd of later generations who wanted to get close, but were stopped by disciples of the Hanging Mountains outside the mountain road.
With the departure of Monk Yin Yue, the first node of the "Sloppy Taoist Escapes of the Demon Record" has also been completed.
But what he cared more about was that at a certain moment before, he felt the trembling of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword.
Chapter completed!