Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

"In Buddhism, there are bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, and there are also vajras with glaring eyes!"

Seeing that many Shaolin disciples were stunned or even killed by Xiao Yuanshan's roar, Xuan Cheng's invisible primordial power erupted, forming an air shield with his true energy, blocking the subsequent power of the lion's roar.

"Since the two benefactors are obsessed with obsession, this old man will come to convert you two!"

"Don't talk too much!" Xiao Yuanshan yelled angrily, mobilizing the power of ten feet of heaven and earth, and the palm strength suddenly doubled!

boom! ——

Murong Bo's palms turned into claws, exuding brilliant golden claws, like dragon claws, ruthless, no way to tear it, the air made a sharp whistling sound like airflow being compressed in a thin tube, fierce wind Straight to Xuan Cheng.

He knew very well that with the old monk's body skills and the ever-present Primordial Spirit's lock, he would never be able to escape, seeing Xiao Yuanshan make a move, he also followed in order to beat the old monk back and make another plan.

Swish!

Murong Bo's claws tore out, and the shadows of extremely fierce claws filled the air, overlapping one after another, full of a sense of strength and powerlessness, and the sound of crackling and crackling wandered around endlessly.

This dragon claw hand has undergone a qualitative change in the hands of a master who condenses true energy. Even if the dragon claw hand is back to the basics by the master of emptiness, he will not be able to match ten strokes due to the large gap in realm strength!

However, when the multiple claw shadows tore in front of Xuan Cheng.

Xuan Cheng clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"

There was a loud bang, and a huge golden bell suddenly appeared, standing between the sky and the earth.

It turned out that Xuan Cheng stood still and used the unique art of the golden bell cover, and the old monk under the golden light looked solemn.

This is the image of Dacheng in the eleventh level of the golden bell cover!

It is also the highest state that people who practice this technique can achieve except for the patriarch Bodhidharma throughout the ages.

At this point, the whole body is covered with only half an inch left. The muscles of the whole body are as hard as steel when they are hard, and as soft as cotton wool when they are soft. They are invulnerable to fire and water.

Xuancheng recited the six-character mantra silently, and activated the golden bell air shield formed by his whole body's internal energy, how terrifying the defensive power is!

boom! ——!

The two claws were torn, and the golden bell was chaotic and sensational, making bursts of explosions like cannonballs.

Murong Bo only felt that his claws seemed to be torn in the extremely thick and dense molten steel, the more inward they were, the more resistance and even rebound force they were full of.

The turbulent air waves seemed to viciously bounce off his claws.

Fist light, strong wind...

All kinds of light exploded in an instant, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's frightening energy spread out in a circular shape, and the area with a radius of more than ten meters centered on Xuancheng sank.

However, Xuan Cheng's figure just paused, and he was not affected in any way, which made the eyes of the people present wide open, it was unbelievable.

But at this time, Xuan Cheng also had an extremely solemn expression.

How could it be so easy to catch the attack of the two masters who condensed the true essence with all their strength? In just a few breaths, the tendon-yielding true essence in Xuan Cheng's body has already consumed three layers.

His clasped palms were tightly pressed together, his monk robe was billowing endlessly, and the vigor rolled the dust on the ground.

"The poor monk offended!"

Xuan Cheng stretched out one hand, the palm was filled with immeasurable true energy to form a palm, and the incomparably dazzling Buddha light bloomed, it seemed that there were three thousand arhats and eight hundred Bodhisattvas chanting the Mahayana Dharma together to purify the evil in the world.

Tathagata God's Palm - The first appearance of the Buddha's light!

The moment Xuan Cheng made a move, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo felt that their bodies were under extreme oppression, and the vitality of the surrounding world repulsed them at this moment, making it difficult for them to breathe.

not good!

At this moment, the two felt the coming of great terror, and looked at Xuan Cheng with shock and anger in their eyes.

This was the first time the two of them encountered such a big danger after they practiced seventy-two unique skills and condensed their true energy.

As soon as the palm of the Tathagata came out, it blocked the power of the surrounding heaven and earth with the supreme Buddha light in an instant, causing Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo to lose the blessing of the power of heaven and earth. Only then did he dare to attack Xuan Cheng.

At this moment, there is no increase in the power of heaven and earth, and the gap in strength between the two sides has widened again. How can they be against each other?

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo realized that if they let Xuan Cheng take it down, they would have no chance of surviving, so they burst out with all their zhenqi and forcibly broke free from the oppression of the supreme palm.

boom!

The stars are moving!

Turning the stars is the Murong family's unique skill, at this moment when Murong Bo is using his full strength, it is enough to remove three parts of the palm force, the rest of the palm force is difficult for him but not fatal.

"Master can't!"

Feeling the killing intent hidden in the soft Buddha light, Xiao Feng, who was still watching the battle and was inconvenient to make a move, had no choice but to make a move.

With a long whistle, he threw out both palms together, and struck out the sixteenth palm "Frost and Ice Arrival", and punched Xuan Cheng in the chest with all his strength.

The strength of the subduing dragon fluctuates from strength to strength, swallowing and vomiting suddenly, from the rigidity emerges the utmost softness, the two strengths of rigidity and softness merge into one, unparalleled in bravery.

"Don't be stubborn!"

Xuan Cheng's eyes were calm and unwavering, the strength of his palms increased again, and his palms crushed down, it was the second form of the Tathagata's divine palm, Buddha asked Jialan!

Om~well~ne~ba~mi~hum~

A halo of blue, white, and yellow colors emitted from Xuan Cheng when he hit the palm of the Tathagata. Behind him, the image of the Tathagata has a Sanskrit sound, accompanied by the power of the primordial spirit, which is hard to guard against.

"drink!"

Xiao Feng pronounced "Hongjian Yulu" with his left hand and "Kanglong Yougui" with his right hand, and joined forces with Xiao Yuanshan to play unparalleled strength!

It's just that the pure blue palm is so powerful, it is rumored that it is a peerless magic skill passed down by the Buddha to the world, and its power is beyond imagination.

"Wow!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng worked together, and even Murong Bo's star shift became vulnerable in front of Zhang Gang, he was wiped out in an instant, and Zhang Gang also fell on the three of them.

puff!

When Zhang Gang approached him, Xuan Cheng withdrew some of his strength, but even so, it fell on the three of them and immediately spit out blood from their mouths, and their bodies backed up repeatedly.

Xiao Yuanshan only felt his internal organs vibrate, and the severe pain made his forehead drip with cold sweat.

Murong Bo's internal strength was shaking, as if being continuously beaten by endless waves, his figure was shaking.

Because the first two faced Xuan Cheng directly and lost most of their strength, the corner of Xiao Feng's mouth was bleeding, but his injury was the lightest.

With just two palms, all three are invincible!

Several golden lotuses came into being as Xuancheng stepped down from the sky, he closed his eyes tightly, and let out a long sigh, "Amitabha, the three benefactors should put down their butcher knives, otherwise the poor monk will practice the way of the vajra to subdue demons! "

In fact, Xuancheng's body is empty of true energy at this moment, the power of Tathagata God's Palm is unstoppable, and the amount of true energy consumed is also huge. Although he blocked the three masters with his own strength, he has no strength to fight anymore at this moment.

Unless disregarding the lock of heaven and forcibly mobilizing the power of heaven and earth...

"Abbot Xuanci!"

Murong Bo clutched his chest, and suddenly shouted in a certain direction.

Hearing the words, Xuan Cheng turned slightly to look over there, unexpectedly, Murong Bo suddenly performed lightness kung fu, and in the next moment he appeared seven or eight feet away, this distance is nothing to a master like Xuan Cheng.

It's just that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's true energy invaded his body, as well as the domineering and fierce subduing dragon palm power, he stood still in order to suppress the three different forces, but he didn't pursue them.

"Okay, so it turned out that the old man was also seriously injured, no wonder he didn't go after him!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed loudly, but spit out another mouthful of blood, his mind was impacted by the power of Xuan Cheng's primordial spirit, and he was a little unconscious.

"Good boy, kill him quickly!"

Xiao Feng was the least injured, he hurriedly went to help Xiao Yuanshan, and looked at Xuan Cheng again, "Master Xiancai spared his hand, he couldn't bear to hurt our lives, Xiao Feng is a man, he won't make trouble. Master, just leave now!"

After all, he didn't care what Xiao Yuanshan said, he pulled him away like a monkey.

a long time.

Swish Swish Swish...

A gust of wind swept away the dust, Xuan Cheng looked at an old monk in Tsing Yi who was sweeping the floor, "Master, why don't you keep them?"

The skinny old monk wearing a green robe slowly raised his head to look at Xuan Cheng. Although his face was hale and hearty, his eyes seemed to be dazed and devoid of energy: "Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, and Tubo Imperial Teacher... Alas, these People came and went, turned the scriptures in the pavilion into a mess, and fought violently, making a mess, and I don't know why, but it made me, the white-headed monk, very busy."

"Xuan Cheng, since you have entered Buddhism, you don't have to mention the past." The sweeping monk sighed and looked in the direction where the three of them left, "Buddha's predestined people, if they want to go, let them go. "

"Buddha's predestined relationship..."

Thinking that those three people have all been hit by his Tathagata palm, under the universal light of Buddha, the hidden dangers of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's practice of Buddhist martial arts will gradually appear.

At that time, they will have nowhere to seek medical treatment, so why worry about them not coming back.

After reading this, Xuan Cheng understood the meaning of Sweeping Monk, and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, if you don't get it, you don't feel happy, and if you go, you don't feel hated. Uncle Master is very wise."

Take the infinite as the limited, take the impossible as the law, turn it into the invisible, and turn all laws into one.

The martial arts of the floor-sweeping monk are no longer limited to moves, but light on form and emphasis on intention. They are formless and invisible. Their movements are like water, their silence is like a mirror, and their responses are like ringing. They seem to be sweeping the floor, but they are actually practicing martial arts.

Sweeping the floor is not just sweeping the floor, it is to sweep away the dust in the heart. The heart is like a mirror, and it will not be blinded by the appearance of things.

The ability to see nothing is the real seeing.

The sweeping monk threw away all the martial arts moves he had learned, and swept out his own Buddha with the broom in his hand.

Practice hard and reach the pinnacle.

——

Xiao Feng is very familiar with the road in Shaoshi Mountain, he ran to the back of the mountain, he chose the steep and narrow road, ran for several miles, he heard that there were no Shaolin monks chasing him, so he calmed down a bit.

He put Xiao Yuanshan down on the ground and said: "Father, how are you hurt?"

Xiao Yuanshan's resolute face was completely pale, he took a few breaths before saying: "Don't stay here, if you let those bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple chase you..."

"Brother Joe..."

The two were talking when they heard a faint voice coming from not far away.

Xiao Feng was startled, and flew towards the direction where the sound came from, found a person, stretched out his hand to detect his breath, only felt that the breathing was faintly present, very weak, and when he tried to take his pulse, it was also beating very slowly, it seemed that he was breathing immediately I will die.

Xiao Feng thought to himself: "Could it be that this person is the thief who stole the Yi Jin Jing? Shaolin Temple also has this family thief." He stretched out his hand to the monk's chest to feel his heartbeat, but felt his hands softened, this monk was actually a woman!

He hastily withdrew his hands, becoming more and more curious: "He...he was dressed by a woman!"

Xiao Feng is a bold and open-minded person, he doesn't care about trifles, he raised his heart against the monk and shouted: "Who the hell are you? If you don't tell the truth, I will strip you off to find out the truth."

The woman's lips moved a few times, and she wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound. It was obvious that her life was dying, like hanging by a thread.

After a while, Xiao Feng sighed deeply: "Today, the master of Buddhism spared his life. There is a saying in Buddhism that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This person still recognizes me and has to be saved... This Yi Jin Jing is from Shaolin Treasure, this time I made a big fuss in Shaolin and disturbed the purity of the Buddhist sect, so keep it well first, and it will not be too late to return later.”