The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 320
How could it be, how could it be defeated...

The man in black coughed up blood. At this moment, his meridians were filled with fiery sword energy, causing wanton damage. Although it was not fatal, it was by no means a minor injury.

He looked at the young man standing opposite with a sword, and still couldn't believe that he was injured by him.

Killing ghosts and gods, one of Qingyun's four great secrets, has not appeared in this world for many years.

For such a young disciple, even if he is born with Dao body, but in just two years, if he wants to display such a fierce and fierce sword art, his Dao deeds may have already entered the realm of the supernatural.

The realm of the supernatant!
He spent a full two hundred years of effort, and others only spent two years!
Thinking of this, the injuries on his body didn't hurt anymore, only endless shame remained.

Compared with this young disciple, what is he, a monk of Qingyunmanmen, what is he?
And if such a disciple joins Qingyun, is it true that Qingyun sect's luck is still alive?
No, absolutely not!
The Qingyun Gate hides filth and filth, it shouldn't exist in the world long ago!
The man in black looked at the high-spirited young disciple in the green shirt, and suddenly returned to that year, back to the dangerous years when he went westward to the wild and dangerous. At that time, he must have been equally high-spirited.

"Like, really like."

He stood up and muttered to himself, but suddenly he pinched the formula, and a black air went straight towards Mo Li. In the black air, there were noisy screams, and there was a faint fishy smell permeating the air!
Mo Li's expression was serious and he didn't dare to be careless. He gathered all his spiritual energy and once he pinched the magic formula, the magic weapon in his hand flew out. The red brilliance illuminated the night sky again, and the sword light suddenly fell!

puff...

The scorching sword light swept over the black air, and the violent fire-type spiritual power instantly turned the black air into nothingness. A stream of blood splashed, but there were two more corpses on the ground, but it was the seven-tailed centipede.

At this moment, the centipede had been split into two halves, and it kept twitching on the ground, obviously unable to survive.

It's just that not far away, a sword light shot up into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was submerged in the dark clouds, and it was difficult to find the other party's shadow.

run away?

Li Li wanted to chase after him, but after thinking for a while, he put down his plan.

That person is of noble status and profound morality, the reason why he was able to win the attack of killing ghosts and gods was thanks to the blessing of Monk Puzhi.

He memorized the six-syllable mantra, which has already wiped out most of the power of thunder, and Slaying Ghosts and Gods is a first-class stalwart sword art. A touch-and-break scene.

If it was a head-to-head confrontation, it would be a tyrannical weapon of his. With the opponent's skills, I am afraid that killing ghosts and gods may not be effective.

He picked up a leak.

But he was the one who missed it.

As one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, monk Puzhi is not much weaker than the other party. As long as Puzhi is not dead when he arrives, with two enemies and one, the one who will lose will only be that person.

"Master, has there ever been a serious problem?"

Mo Li stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Amitabha."

Puzhi recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, struggled to sit up from the ground, and said with a wry smile: "Unexpectedly, the old monk pursued a long life of half a hundred years, but today he will pass away here."

passed away?

Mo Li was startled, and looked at the old monk carefully, only to see that his cassock was torn, his whole body was scorched black, and his whole body was injured, but a black air lingered between his eyebrows, getting thicker and thicker, and he looked lifeless.

"Seven-tailed centipede, the most poisonous in the world, extremely rare, the old monk never thought that one day he would die under this poison."

Pu Zhi said: "Thanks to the little benefactor's help, don't you know the name of the little benefactor?"

"My servant, Mo Li, is Da Zhufeng Tian Buyi's seventh disciple, who has met the master." Mo Li bowed his hands.

"The seventh disciple of Tian Shouzuo?"

Pu Zhi asked: "Dare to ask the little benefactor, I have been worshiped in Qingyun sect for several years, it seems that I have never heard the name of the little benefactor in the last Qimai Martial Arts Competition."

The last Qimai martial arts competition was already more than [-] years ago.

Li Li didn't hide it either. It's not a secret that everyone knew about his initiation. Besides, the old monk had already been attacked by the poison of the seven-tailed centipede, and there was no medicine to heal him. It can be said that he would surely die.

He said: "This disciple only joined Qingyun Sect two years ago."

"Two years ago, you said two years ago?!"

Rao Puzhi has experienced countless dangers in his life, and he has seen many masters of righteousness and evil. Hearing this, he was also horrified in his heart, and looked at Li Li with an unimaginable look.

How could it be possible to cultivate to such an extent in only two years? !

The power to slay ghosts and gods that he just displayed, he must be a master of the supernatural realm!

Two years, really just two years? !
He couldn't believe it, but as Li Li nodded slightly, he couldn't believe it.

There is no need for the other party to lie to him about this kind of thing.

"The teacher said that the disciple is born with a Taoist body, so his cultivation speed is a little faster than ordinary people." Mo Li explained.

Master Puzhi froze in place.

Natural Dao Body...

The person in front of him turned out to be a natural Taoist body!

This kind of aptitude that only exists in ancient records, and no one has ever seen it in this world, actually appeared? !

No wonder, no wonder it only took two years...

With Zhong Tiandi's outstanding aptitude, it's not surprising how fast he cultivates.

On the contrary, the four characters of Tiansheng Daoti gave Monk Puzhi a reason to relax, and his mentality suddenly calmed down.

People always do.

When you see someone who is a little better than you, you will still work hard, but when you surpass you so much that you can't see the back, apart from admiration, it is difficult to even think of chasing after you.

This is the case with Puzhi right now.

Innate Dao body? Even Qingyun sect founder Qingye Zhenren didn't have the qualifications, no matter how successful he is in the future, it should be taken for granted.

It's a pity that such a talent is not a disciple of Tianyin Temple...

He sighed regretfully, if there is such a disciple who inherits the mantle, he may not be able to understand the mystery of longevity in the future.

Suddenly, Puzhi was shocked all over, and muttered in his mouth: "Natural Dao body, natural Dao body..."

A strange idea suddenly appeared in his mind, if, if he had this person's help, he might not be able to understand the mystery of longevity in the future, and with his way and deeds, he would never be easily discovered.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Pu Zhi looked up to the sky and laughed, with a hint of madness in his laughter.

Li Li looked at the crazy old monk, but secretly became vigilant.

He came here on purpose, whether to save the old monk's life is the second priority, the key is to prevent him from going crazy.

In the original book, it was he who went crazy for a moment and slaughtered hundreds of people in Caomiao Village, laying the foundation for Zhang Xiaofan's tragic fate in advance.

He didn't want this tragedy to repeat itself.

"Little benefactor Mo, have you ever heard of my name, Dafan Prajna in Tianyin Temple?" Monk Puzhi asked with a restrained smile.

Dafan Prajna, Tianyin Temple Town Temple Kung Fu, which cannot be granted unless it is passed down from the direct lineage, together with Qingyunmen Taiji Xuanqingdao and Fenxianggu Fenxiang Jade Book, are also known as the world's three great magic formulas, a peerless skill that many monks can only hope for Law.

Mo Li nodded, and said: "Da Fan Prajna is really a magic formula that is not inferior to my Taoist profound kung fu. I have admired it for a long time."

"How about the old monk pass on this formula to you?"

Puzhi said with excitement on his face: "With your natural aptitude of Taoism, you will be able to unravel the mystery of longevity and open up a new path for fellow practitioners in the world."

Hearing this, Mo Li couldn't help frowning, he is not Zhang Xiaofan, he is easily fooled by this old monk.

This is different from Xuanhuojian, it was given to him by the fox demon, and he didn't steal it, even if Fenxianggu knew about it, he couldn't say anything.

However, Dafan Prajna, as Tianyin Temple's town temple practice, if other monks practice it, the whole Tianyin Temple will be greatly shaken, and they must seek him out for an explanation.

As a disciple of Qingyun, he received others' teachings privately, and it is still a true Buddhist method that is completely different from Taoism. Even if Daoxuan knew it, he would not protect him.

Once the matter is exposed, he, Qingyun and Fomen will not be able to explain it.

Seeing him hesitate, Puzhi's heart tightened, his time is running out, if disciple Qingyun refuses to agree, who can teach him the great Dharma like him?

I saw that the person didn't care about his identity at all, changed his posture, knelt down directly, knocked his head on the ground with a bang, and said: "I also ask the little benefactor, Mo, to fulfill the wish of the old monk before he died!"

Mo Li was startled when he saw this, he hurriedly avoided, went to support Puzhi, and said: "Why do you have to do this, master, please get up quickly."

"If you don't agree, the old monk will never get up!"

Puzhi said with a pleading look on his face: "This is the last wish of the old monk when he was about to die. Little benefactor Mo is so cruel, can't he satisfy the old monk?"

Mo Li looked helpless.

What is it all about...

In the past, there was a six-tailed demon fox who threatened him with death and insisted on accepting the Xuanhuo Jian. This time, a monk Puzhi came and insisted on teaching him the supreme Buddhist skills. , but he really didn't want it.

Eat people with short mouths, and take people softly.

Xuanhuojian has already taken responsibility for cause and effect, and he wants to go to Fenxiang Valley to save people, and this Dafan Prajna directly wants him to understand the mystery of longevity. The problem is that in this world of Jade Immortals, longevity is illusory.

It's not that the people in this world are not wise enough, but the rules of the world limit it.

The general trend of the way of heaven is difficult for ordinary people to reverse.

However, Li Li doesn't care about such general trends. As long as he completes the task and breaks through the world, he will eventually find a world with gods and demons. At that time, longevity will not be difficult.

"Little benefactor Mo..."

Just when Mo Li was hesitating, the old monk begged again, and when Mo Li saw this, his heart became more and more helpless.

I can't, I really want this old monk to kneel and die here.

What's more, if you have obtained Dafan Prajna, you can practice the three dharmas together, and your progress in cultivation will definitely be faster than before.

As for longevity, it is difficult for other monks, but for me, it is something that can be achieved in the future.

He sighed, and said: "Master, please, you are willing to teach your disciples the Buddhist Dafa. If it is too late for disciples to be grateful, how can you allow such a great gift from you, Master, please hurry up, please hurry up."

Hearing that he answered, the old monk immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and even dissipated a lot of the poisonous black air on his face. He turned his palms and took out a black pill the size of a longan from his bosom, saying: "This It is the three-day certain death pill, which the poor monk obtained from the ghost doctor of the strange man in the southern wilderness. No matter how serious the injury is, within three days of taking it, it will definitely save your life. Rescue."

After all, he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Mo Li didn't stop him, he refused to take the Three-Day Death Pill, the old monk's heart was poisoned, and he was seriously injured, and he probably wouldn't be able to survive for an hour or two.

The elixir entered the stomach, but within a few breaths, the old monk's vigor visibly improved, and even the blackness on his face disappeared, as if, as if he had never been injured.

At that moment, he recited the Dafan Prajna formula word by word. This Dafan Prajna has no more than a thousand words, but it is dry and difficult, and every word is perfect. Only after reading it twice can I remember it all.

It has to be said that Tianyin Temple deserves to be known as the orthodox sect alongside Qingyun. This piece of Dafan Prajna is a different way, but it has unique Zen principles. The practice method is compared with the Heavenly Book and Taiji Xuanqing Dao. Mo Li only feels that the harvest is good. many.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had important matters to attend to at this time, he might not be able to bear it anymore and went to retreat to practice.

"Have you remembered it?"

Puzhi asked with concern.

Mo Li nodded, and sighed, "Buddhist Dharma is really extraordinary. I thank Master for giving me the Dharma."

Different from Zhang Xiaofan, he is a cultivator in the supernatural realm, his eyesight and insight are all top-notch in the world, of course he can see through many things.

"I also hope that little benefactor Mo will practice seriously, take the lead of Buddhism and Taoism, and enter the realm of longevity in one fell swoop. At that time, at the place where the old monk's bones are buried, he will tell one or two. Even if the old monk is from the Western world, he will be grateful." Pu Pu Wisdom and sincerity.

This is his biggest obsession in this life, for this reason, he did not hesitate to violate the temple rules of Tianyin Temple, and passed on the temple town skills to an outsider.

"Student, please remember." Mo Li replied.

"One more thing, please don't teach this method to anyone else, little benefactor Mo, otherwise, the old monk will really have no face to face the founder of Tianyin Temple and senior brothers." Pu Zhi made another request.

The matter of Dharma Jue is the root of the whole lineage, Qingyun's thousand-year prestige, relying on it is nothing more than the Taiji Xuanqing Dao created by Qingye Patriarch, why not Tianyin Temple?

Therefore, although Puzhi complained a little in his heart that senior brother and Daoxuan Daoxuan were self-preserving, but he understood this approach very well.

After all, it is hard to say whether the mystery of longevity can be broken through, but revealing one's own fundamental formula is a major event that can shake the foundation of the sect.

This was also the reason why Li Li refused at first.

"Master, don't worry, I will never pass on this great Brahman Prajna to anyone else. If you violate this statement, heaven and earth will punish you!" Li Li swore an oath without hesitation.

Puzhi nodded in satisfaction, and said: "The old monk doesn't have much time left, and he has to rush back to Tianyin Temple to explain his funeral, so he won't accompany the little benefactor. The matter about the man in black might involve Qingyunmen High-level, small benefactors should be more careful."

How many people in the Qingyun Sect can use the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Art?

Not to mention, someone who can defeat him with universal wisdom.

If it wasn't for his being injured by Li Li in the end, Pu Zhi really almost doubted that Daoxuan Daoxuan had personally acted!
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(End of this chapter)