Journey to the Heavens from Wudang

Chapter 524 The cassock
"What condition?" Zhang Yange asked with raised eyebrows.

He could feel the terrifying power contained in the old monk's body.And he can also see that this old monk is not a human being!

"Fight with me!"

"That's really what I wished for." Zhang Yange suddenly laughed.

The old monk is also the path of the monk.

However, his moves are all instinctive, which is different from Fa Hai's ability to contain the supreme Dharma in each punch.

And this old monk is much stronger than Fa Hai.

Even the current Zhang Yange didn't dare to speak lightly of victory!

In the beginning Zhang Yange fought him with soft strength, but the old monk couldn't use his terrifying strength at all.

He said angrily, "It's not fun to fight like this."

Hearing these words, Zhang Yange's moves changed, opening and closing immediately.

The two fought so hard that the world changed color!
Zhao Ruyi knew that Zhang Yange had become stronger, but she didn't expect him to be this strong now.

Su Taibai put the Qinglian sword back into its sheath, and he was sure to kill Zhang Yange when they met for the first time.

The second time, he is sure to die together!
Now he is not sure, he feels that he cannot grasp it.

"I'm afraid the island will be sunk, let's go to sea to fight." Zhang Yange said excitedly.

"Let's go!" The old monk said excitedly.

The two went directly to the East China Sea, and even split the East China Sea into two with one move!
This time Zhang Yange was firing on all cylinders, and no longer had to worry about any moves.He also punched as he wanted, and the old monk was evenly matched with him.

"Benefactor, I'm going to do my best!" said the old monk.

"Go ahead!" Zhang Yange raised his elbow and threw the old monk directly into the bottom of the sea.

Suddenly the sea was raging.

A moment later, a black old dog appeared in front of Zhang Yange.

This black rod is more than ten feet long.

Su Taibai, who was watching the battle from a distance, drank a big gulp of wine, thinking that he should drink less and concentrate on studying swordsmanship.

Zhao Ruyi couldn't help but said, "Let's look for the whereabouts of those two things."

"Yan Ge fought that old dog to the death for you, I'm afraid it's too much for you to steal those two things now." Su Taibai said dissatisfied.

Zhao Ruyi was speechless for a while.

Then his mother doesn't seem to be beating life and death, but it's like meeting opponents.

The old monk showed his original shape, but Zhang Yange was not afraid at all.

However, he didn't throw punches as he wanted, he condensed his punching intentions to the extreme.

Every move has endless strength.

The old man was a little miserable, he could somewhat see the real martial aura in Zhang Yange's body.He wanted to compete with this person, but he didn't know that he was completely suppressed.

"Benefactor, let's decide the winner with one move." Lao Yan didn't dare to tangle with Zhang Yange anymore.

This guy's physique is not inferior to him at all.

It is the blood of the spirit beast under Guanyin Seat.

But I didn't expect to be inferior to this mortal in terms of physique. I really don't know how this guy cultivates.

"Come on!" Zhang Yange laughed.

One person and one bear blasted out the strongest move.

Xiong Wei gathered all his strength in one place.

The ancestor said that what can convince others is the Dharma, so he feels that his fist is also the Dharma.

This trick is called Buddhism!

Zhang Yange used a simple version of Zhenwu!
If it is a complete version, he is afraid that the nearby island will be shattered.

After all, this is not a devil's island, so there is no need to sink it.

After one move.

Heavy rain continued on the sea.

Fortunately, there was no one living nearby, and the old man looked like an old monk again.

He kept coughing, Zhang Yange shook his hands.

"Master, that thing is in the southeast direction." The old monk kept coughing.

"Thank you." Zhang Yange said with a smile, "I don't know the Master's Dharma name?"

"Little monk's Dharma name cassock!"

"This dharma name is really unique." Zhang Yange said with a big laugh.

"Benefactor, how much strength did you save for the last punch?" The old monk couldn't help asking.

"Six points!"

"Impossible!" The old monk was anxious.

He coughed violently again. "I'm asking how much strength I have left!"

"It's really six points." Zhang Yange didn't want to lie to him about this kind of thing, this old monk is a respectable opponent.

"Hey!" The old monk looked at Zhang Yange helplessly.

"There is something wrong with your path." Zhang Yange couldn't help but said.

"Oh?"

So they ignored Zhao Ruyi who came anxiously, and the two chatted directly.

Finally Su Taibai also joined the discussion.

He also talked about some problems when the two were fighting, and the advantages and disadvantages of the two.

The two of them chatted like this for a day.

Zhao Ruyi rushed to get it by herself, but she couldn't find it at all.

"Are you guarding the Purple Bamboo Forest?" Zhang Yange asked in surprise.

"My ancestor is the God of the Mountain!"

"I know him. He is the one who gave you your dharma name." Zhang Yange asked with some amusement.

"Yes." The old monk nodded.

"Being able to give you this name shows that he attaches great importance to you."

"Hey, but I have to recite the scriptures for 500 years!" The old monk smiled wryly.

"Chanting scriptures can also be regarded as practice." Zhang Yange pointed out that he had a good impression of the old man.

"How to practice chanting scriptures?" asked the old monk.

"You practice martial arts by instinct, so the advantage is that the starting point is higher than us, but the disadvantage is that the end point is lower!
In Buddhism, there is also the meaning of boxing, and there are also boxing moves. " Zhang Yange said to the old monk.

The old monk still didn't understand.

Zhang Yange slapped the old monk hard on the head.

"understand!"

Both Su Taibai and Zhao Ruyi were stunned.

What the fuck is this way of teaching?

"One more slap should make it clear." The old monk was not angry but happy.

What kind of her mother's learning attitude is this!

"It's too late." Zhang Yange said.

The old monk saluted Zhang Yange respectfully.

After another night of chatting with the old monk, the three of them went looking for those two things.

The old monk waved his hand and the small temple reappeared.

This time he calmed down, sat in the temple and began to chant Buddhist scriptures.

He only felt that his impetuous heart had become different.

A very majestic man appeared, but the old monk ignored him.

The man slapped him on the head, "If you understand the benefits of chanting sutras, you don't have to recite them for 500 years. After 500 years, who will guard the purple bamboo forest for me?"

"Isn't it okay to have a golden hoop?" asked the old monk.

"He's so stupid." The man laughed, "Is that person strong?"

"Strong, but not as good as our ancestors." The old monk said truthfully.

"If he finds that thing, I won't be worthy of carrying shoes for others." The man said cursingly, "You are lucky, I have been a great guardian of the mountain for so many years.

That monkey has become a goddamn Buddha!You kid read the Buddhist scriptures well, even if you are not as good as that monkey, you are still better than Lao Tzu. "

The old monk bowed his head and remained silent.

"No anger, no anger." The man said immediately.

"But being able to form a fate with him shows that you are blessed."

The old monk looked at the man helplessly.

"Then I'll go back with you?"

"Well, he is not him yet, wait until he is him! Your boy Fuyuan will come."

"But I think he is him." The old monk couldn't help but said.

　The third more...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)