Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 667
Hearing the word "Hongchen Yimai", most people's faces were blank. Only a few extremely old people couldn't help but change their expressions. The eyes looking at Chi Hantong were full of disbelief.

Zen Master Chengjing walked onto the ring slowly, staring at Chi Hantong with a pair of sharp eyes, but Chi Hantong was also fearless, staring at the former Shaolin No.1 without showing any weakness.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Under the Chi Hantong!"

"Did this technique be passed on to you by your master? Or did you find it yourself? Or did you have another teacher?"

When Chi Hantong heard this question suddenly, he couldn't help but startled. Before he could answer, Xiao Qianli had already come to the stage slowly, and said with a smile: "Your apprentice has his own destiny, and has nothing to do with others!"

Although Zen Master Chengjing didn't have the slightest attitude, he has been in the top position for a long time and has been in charge of the martial arts leader for decades. The enemy must also forcibly calm down.At this time, seeing the master came to the stage, and lightly and delicately took over the opponent's overwhelming momentum, he couldn't help but relax, bowed and saluted: "Master!"

Zen Master Chengjing's eyes were fixed, and Xiao Qianli's eyes were cold when he looked at Xiao Qianli, but Xiao Qianli waved his hand casually at Chi Hantong, and said with a smile: "You have performed well. After returning to the mountain, I wish you to read Sit and forget to make up for a day!"

Chi Hantong was overjoyed immediately, and happily left the stage.Only then did Xiao Qianli turn around, his gaze turned stern, and he said coldly: "Monk, you can fight as soon as you want, don't be hypocritical! Hongchen's lineage slaughtered half of Shaolin in the past, if you want to get angry with Xiao Disciples, I will take them all for him!"

Zen Master Chengjing frowned, and the slits in his slender eyes were even brighter, and he snorted coldly, "Since you know about that, it's good!"

The conversation between the two was not loud, but there were many first-class martial arts masters around the ring, who had already heard it clearly. They were able to slaughter half of Shaolin? Why has there never been such a rumor in Jianghu?"

Many people turned their attention to Ming Jian and Ming Yi and Monk Ming, but they saw that these two people were also at a loss, and they didn't know that Shaolin had encountered such a calamity.

Xiao Qianli turned a deaf ear to it, and said with a light smile, "So what if you know? If it makes me angry, it's okay to repeat the old things!"

Zen Master Chengjing said coldly: "You can try it! Today's Shaolin is not the era of Abbot Xuanzheng thousands of years ago!"

Xiao Qianli snorted, and said with a sneer: "Is this seat a relic of the past, you might as well give it a try!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena was becoming more and more tense, and there was a danger of breaking out.Seeing that the two sides were at war, Chan Master Chengjing laughed instead.

"This generation of descendants of the world of mortals was born in Chunyang Palace, and I don't know if Zhangjiao Xiao can control it?"

"The secret of the world of mortals lies in refining the mind. My Taoism is natural, and I can see all kinds of living beings, so why do I need to control them?"

"The world of mortals refines their minds. Once they are refined, they become saints. Once they are refined, they become demons. The disciples have laid the foundation for all living beings. Where will they go in the future? The poor monk will have to wait and see!"

Xiao Qianli smiled slightly, but did not raise his beak.Instead, he said loudly: "Since it's a ring battle today, I still have important matters to attend to. How many members of the Buddhist sect haven't participated in the ring yet? Let's decide the outcome!"

As soon as this remark came out, both sides were in an uproar, the Buddhist monks were inexplicably angry and accused Xiao Qianli of being arrogant and domineering, but the Taoist sect burst into laughter.

At this time, Chan Master Chengjing calmed down, put his palms together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, suppressed all the noisy voices, and said in a deep voice: "The benefactor is so arrogant that he wants to fight three with one?"

"So what if one is against three?" Xiao Qianli's eyes fell on the Jinding Ming Wang Fanpan of Quanzhou Qingjing Temple and Bodhi Fazang of Jinguang Temple, and said lightly, "In the past, a single sword fight against the three ascetic monks of Jinshan Temple, compared to Who is higher and lower among you today?"

The monks who were still making noise suddenly fell silent.

Kuxin, Kuyin, and Kuyi in Jinshan Temple are all eminent monks of the previous generation in the Pure Land. They are superb in Buddhism and profound in martial arts.The flaming glass, the Buddha's approach to the Tao, and the Bodhisattva's drive are the true meaning of the immortal Dharma body of the three thousand people in the Pure Land.The fire of karma tempers the golden body and turns it into a glazed body; when you explain the mantra, you become a Buddha immediately;The three stages represent the triple magic of Bodhi's true nature, the most profound and unfathomable, but was overthrown by Xiao Qianli with a single sword.

This battle was widely circulated in the world, and Xiao Qianli's name of Sword Master Chunyang was also determined by this battle.Zen Master Chengjing frowned, he was confident that his martial arts were far better than Kuyi, but Fanpan and Fazang were not necessarily higher than the three monks.Xiao Qianli's nonsensical statement that one is against three is not without reason.

"One-on-one, neither of these two is the enemy of this seat!" Xiao Qianli's tone was calm, his expression was indifferent, as if he was describing the most ordinary thing, but his words almost made people explode , "As for you, I have to spend some effort anyway. Instead of fighting slowly, it's better to have a good time, and the outcome will be determined in one battle. So what if the Buddhism takes over this cheap?"

No matter how good-tempered the old monks are, they couldn't help getting angry at this moment. Fanpan and Fazang looked at each other, and they both frowned, but Zen Master Chengjing said coldly: "Benefactor Xiao, you got lucky." A little reputation, so arrogant and conceited, it should be prosperous and decline! Anyway, don’t you want to show off? It’s what you want!”

He paid his respects and said in a loud voice, "Two sorcerers please act, and we will defeat this madman of condolence together!"

The seniority of Chengjing is second to none in the huge imperial city, and Fanpan and Fazang naturally dare not make any distinctions, so they all joined hands to salute, and stepped onto the ring.

Xiao Qianli didn't say much anymore, he slapped the sword box with his right hand, and the four peerless weapons of Jue, Slaughter, Trapped, and Jue turned into streamers of light and soared into the sky. Hidden in the air of chaos, it may appear or disappear, or rise or fall, up and down repeatedly.

He stepped into the formation slowly and shouted: "Three please!"

Although Chengjing, Fanpan, and Fazang have high and low martial arts, without exception, they are all eminent monks and great virtues in the Pure Land. There is a sword of killing immortals, a sword of killing immortals is hung on the south, a sword of trapping immortals is hung on the west, and a sword of immortality is hung on the north.

When the three of them saw the Zhuxian Sword Formation clearly, they couldn't help but feel a sudden bump in their hearts, Chan Master Fazang frowned and said, "No wonder this man speaks wildly, he really is a man of great ability, this poor monk has never heard of or seen this sword formation, it's really hard to tell. "

Zen Master Chengjing had extensive knowledge and said, "I only heard that this formation is called Zhuxian, but I really don't know how deep it is. In the past, the three masters of asceticism were defeated by this formation, which shows that it is extremely powerful."

Zen Master Fanpan pondered for a moment, and said: "The poor monk will explore the way first, and the two of you will look for opportunities to move!" Straightforwardly, he drew up his true energy to protect his body, and slowly stepped into the formation.

Seeing a monk heading straight in from Zhengnan, Xiao Qianli smiled slightly, and waited for him to enter the formation for more than ten steps. Then he waved his sleeve, shook the sword, and the brilliance of the Sword of Immortal Slaying flashed, and a bright sword light like snow training shot at him. arrive!
(End of this chapter)