Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 126 Scripture dripping from the cliff! Understand the general outline of martial arts!

The vast mountains and rivers are transformed into paintings by splashing ink!
In this primitive and wild wilderness, a spiritual deer is running freely.

Whoosh!
Suddenly, a spear shot from high in the sky, its sharp edge surged, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard.

It stabbed Linglu to the core.

"Honored One, sin, sin."

"Little deer, little deer, little monk is too late to save you."

Xiaoheshan Jiaheng appeared and hurried to Linglu, silently reciting the Buddhist sutra of salvation.

At the same time, a young figure also walked up high in the sky.

He frowned and looked at the young monk in surprise. Without saying a word, he pulled out the spear from Linglu's body.

"Little bald donkey, where did you come from? The Western Regions, or Dayong?" the young man said rudely.

"The young monk comes from the Buddhist land of the Western Regions."

"hypocritical."

When he stopped, the young monk stopped too.

The spear pierced the air and intertwined with streaks of thunder.

He took one step, and the little monk took one step.

The young man felt confused and frowned, "Why are you following me?"

The young monk Jiaheng was confused and shook his head, "The young monk has not yet achieved the status of Bodhisattva."

The young monk clasped his hands together, and golden light bloomed from his body, turning into the light of the Buddha protecting his body.

The reincarnation of a Bodhisattva and Arhat.

Even the young monk Jiaheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He suddenly activated his true power and left in an instant.

It is unlikely that the young monk is the former, but it is almost certain that he is the latter.

"Young monk can't say that." Xiaoheshan Jiaheng shook his head.

"It turns out to be a bald donkey from outside."

He asked in a deep voice, a little apprehensive.

"Eat?"

Pei Wushuang was also upset when he saw the young monk Jiaheng acting foolishly.

The young man's voice reached his ears.

"Humph, you are fooling me in front of me." Pei Wushuang was slightly angry, "I don't care who you are, but don't follow me."

After he was satisfied with his hunger and satiety, he set off on the road again.

Based on his understanding of Buddhism, generally speaking, a bald donkey with such golden Buddha blood is anything but ordinary.

"Young monk can't say that."

Or, it is the reincarnation of Bodhisattva Arhat.

"do not know."

"Buddhists do not kill or eat meat." The young monk Jiaheng quickly shook his head and refused.

Like a lightning bolt.

Then he turned around and saw the golden light flowing on the little monk's body, and his speed was not weaker than him.

When he is really pushed to the point of life and death, the power that explodes will be extremely terrifying.

"Then what's your purpose of following me?"

Pei Wushuang took a closer look, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

The young man snorted again and tore off a piece of venison.

This little bald donkey? The strength is not bad!
Pei Wushuang picked up the spear in his hand, wisps of lightning wrapped around the spear, and then suddenly threw it at the young monk.

"Golden Buddha Blood!"

But when he turned around, he saw the little monk following him closely.

He recalled his spear and moved on.

"Sin, sin, sin." He closed his eyes and muttered silently.

"Little bald donkey, which Bodhisattva reincarnation are you?"

The young man was cold and raised his hand to pick up the spirit deer, walked to the lake to skin it, and cleaned the internal organs. Then he roasted it over fire and sprinkled it with ingredients. Within a moment, the smell of meat could be heard.

But the Buddha's light was shot through the hole of the thunder spear, and it persisted for about ten breaths before shattering. The young monk was unable to dodge, and was entangled with the remaining spear and penetrated sideways by the thunder, and the golden Buddha's blood flowed.

"you know me?"

Either he is an eminent monk and will achieve the state of Bodhi.

However, the little monk still followed him very persistently.

When asked about the reason and purpose, they kept silent.

Let Pei Wushuang's resentment accumulate.

....
This way!

Zhang Yuqing is still leisurely taking advantage of the real person's blessed land to make up for the shortcomings of his own Yuyang blessed land.

Others were working hard to find opportunities, but he was forced to come here to purchase goods.

Of course, with his continuous efforts to restock.

Now there are many traces of spiritual beasts in Yuyang Blessed Land.

Swimming in the water, walking on land, flying in the sky, drilling in the earth...

It added a lot of life to Yu Yang's blessed land.

"It's a worthwhile trip!"

In fact, Zhang Yuqing was mostly satisfied.

After all, he is not very interested in the inheritance of Qi Tianren.

I have a real treasure house of genealogy, and I don’t have any extra time to practice the techniques and scriptures, so I don’t need the inheritance of martial arts masters.

Is Zhang Sanfeng’s Pure Yang Wuji Gong so fragrant?

Or is Zhang Jue's Taiping skills not up to par?

It's better to just buy some goods and go back.

About half an hour later, when Zhang Yuqing was purchasing goods, he accidentally broke into a cliff.

It was extremely lively under this cliff.

About a hundred warriors sat cross-legged in front of the cliff, immersed in watching the words floating on the cliff. They were all ugly for a while, some closed their eyes in deep thought, some scratched their heads, or some were dejected.

No one is making any noise.

Zhang Yuqing stood in front of the mountain wall with his hands folded, staring at the words that appeared on the cliff.

These words are shining brightly and are imprinted on the cliff.

The neat arrangement should be artificial and cumbersome.

He looked carefully...well...he couldn't understand any of them.

It's not Dayong's writing, it should be much older, and it carries an indescribable Taoist rhyme.

At the very front of the cliff, there is a young man with disheveled hair, sitting like a golden bell. The energy and blood in his body are surging, and the sound of ancient dragons and elephants is heard piercing the air, giving people a palpitating sense of wilderness.

Zhao family, Zhao Longxiang!

Zhang Yuqing didn't know him, but he had seen the painting.

Exactly the same as in the portrait.

Didn't expect to encounter it here.

He converged his gaze, without any unnecessary expression, and just like other warriors, he quietly watched the words on the mountain wall.

Of course, he quietly opened his Yuan Shen Dharma Eyes and captured more Tao Yun existences.

In his eyes, these unfamiliar words began to come alive, evolving into scenes.

It can turn into mountains and rivers, clouds and smoke, fish, Kunpeng, dragons, or even an ancient sage.

Although I don’t know the word, I know its meaning.

The scriptures on this cliff are really not simple.

Zhang Yuqing felt that all these incomprehensible words had profound meanings.

The composed scriptures are even more mysterious than words can express.

When he was studying the scriptures on the mountain wall, more and more warriors came.

"This should be the first mountain wall of the mysterious scripture."

From their words, we can tell that there are not only one side of the mountain wall with this mysterious scripture engraved on it, but six sides.

And the cliff here is the beginning of the scripture.

Without this article as a guide, the other five articles would not be able to gain entry.

Then I found that the warriors from other cliffs came to this first cliff one after another to study the scriptures.

"Who knows the origin of this scripture engraved on the mountain?" someone asked.

"Never seen, never heard."

"It's possible that this is the inheritance of Qi Tianren."

"The real person was a warrior who was active thousands of years ago. Why did he engrave the scriptures into lost ancient characters?"

The warriors discussed one after another.

This kind of writing is too ancient. Even if the warriors present have studied ancient era writing, they can only understand a very small part and interpret its meaning.

Because it is too profound, it is difficult to understand its meaning.

The warriors under the cliff gradually began to discuss with each other, their voices slow.

Another moment!
Suddenly seeing Zhao Longxiang in front of him, his eyes opened and closed, and two rays of light shot out. With him as the center, an aura that could swallow up the whole world came out, sweeping in all directions. He stood up, looked around in all directions with an unruly expression, and said coldly,
"You guys are really noisy. You only know the true meaning and dare to teach others. You miss the opportunity for others."

"Let me tell you fools about the origin of this scripture. It is a general outline of martial arts compiled by countless ancient martial arts masters in a dynasty that spanned tens of thousands of years."

"One article is the first of all dharmas."

Zhao Longxiang snorted coldly and said proudly,
"Of course, what kind of martial arts can be understood from it all depends on the innate understanding. Some people can only understand the three-legged cat's moves, while some people can understand the peerless true skills."

All the warriors were ashamed and angry when they heard Zhao Longxiang's words.

But after all, the other party is Zhao Longxiang of the Zhao family, so how dare he get angry and refute.

Furthermore, what Zhao Longxiang said makes sense.

He also informed them of the true origin of the scriptures.

They also looked at each other, looked at each other and then fell silent.

Start thinking about your own.

Because according to what Zhao Longxiang said, this scripture is the general outline of martial arts, and one article is equivalent to ten thousand methods. If we discuss it further, we will be led into a deep ditch by other people's ideas.

Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and this is also true for martial arts.

After Zhao Longxiang finished speaking, he glanced around.

A bunch of mediocre people.

He held his head high, rolled his sleeves, turned and left.

Obviously, he has understood the true meaning of the scriptures on this cliff and realized a martial art.

But just before he turned around to leave.

On the back foot, Zhang Yuqing also restrained his breath, followed, and walked towards the second cliff.

"Ok?"

Zhao Longxiang felt this and turned around.

He looked at Zhang Yuqing very unexpectedly and suspiciously.

"I didn't expect you, a vulgar and reckless man, to have such understanding. Let me ask you, what martial arts have you learned from that general outline of martial arts?"

When he opened his mouth, he said something vulgar and reckless, with a tone of disdain and surprise.

It's just that this title is suitable for Zhang Yuqing who looks like him now.

Other warriors who were still studying the scriptures on the cliff also looked curiously.

That's it for Zhao Longxiang, after all, the talent is there.

But the first impression given by Zhang Yuqing's current face is that his head is full of muscles.

There is also such understanding and wisdom.

Unlikely!
"Why do Sajia tell you?" Zhang Yuqing pointed her nostrils toward the sky.

"No one dares to talk to me like this in Hanyue Mansion, please stay here."

Zhao Longxiang looked cold, he held the five fingers of his right hand into claws, and looked towards Zhao Yuqing with the force of catching a dragon.

Domineering and arrogant.

"This rough guy is as reckless as ever."

"The thick man's brain is really full of muscles. Even the Zhao family dares not to give him face."

"Does anyone know the origin of this person?"

The warrior in front of the cliff exclaimed, also frightened by Zhao Longxiang's brazen attack.

Even from a distance, they could feel Zhao Longxiang's majestic surging energy and blood.

This Zhao Longxiang is also good both internally and externally.

It is conceivable that its combat power is terrifying.

It is said that not even Tiangang warriors can kill him.

Zhang Yuqinghuo turned around, swung one arm to block Zhao Longxiang's dragon-capturing hand, and then made a fist with his right hand and swung it forward. It was invisible to the naked eye and even the air was torn apart.

"boom!"

There was a crashing sound that echoed.

"How brave, how dare you resist when I hit you."

Zhao Longxiang's breathing was up and down, and the fluctuations were extremely astonishing, like a vast ocean sweeping over him, like an ancient ferocious beast breathing.

The next moment, his loose black hair was dancing.

The surging Qi and blood spurted out, and the momentum was frightening.

"I will use the Dapeng Fist I just learned to kill you."

Zhao Longxiang thrust out his arms, evolving into the form of a Tianpeng, possessing unparalleled momentum and speed.

The fist seal came, like an ancient roc swooping down.

Just the surging fists made the warriors feel like they were cutting with swords.

"This is the first time that the Sa family has met such an arrogant warrior like you."

"You must know that there is a sky beyond the sky!"

Zhang Yuqing gave a cold shout, and the energy and blood from his whole body poured into his fists.

A mysterious fist spirit evolved, seemingly carrying the power to cut through the universe.

boom! ! !
The two punched each other with fists, the roar continued, strong winds were set off, and all the vegetation was bent.

Zhang Yuqing continued to move forward, and with a touch of his empty hand, he grabbed Zhao Longxiang's arms. The scene seemed like a living Buddha suppressing the Dapeng, a horizontal attack of true meaning and appearance.

"Who are you? Hanyue Mansion has never heard of you?"

Zhao Longxiang's face darkened, he raised his arms and used his legs to break the attack.

He immediately took a few steps back and stared at the unfamiliar face of Zhang Yuqing.

"Sajia Wudang Tongxuan, the people in the world gave him the nickname, Ba Quan."

Zhang Yuqing opened and closed.

Take a step, then punch.

“Bang bang!!”

The sky trembled, like a tiger roaring, like a dragon roaring, like a turtle hissing, like a phoenix chirping!

With one punch, it seemed as if the four gods of heaven and earth were suppressing him.

Zhao Longxiang was frightened. He no longer used the Dapeng Fist. Instead, he used the Dragon Elephant Fist with one hand and the Sun and Moon Seal with the other, using both internal and external force to the extreme.

When the two clashed, all the warriors felt the violent wind.

They were also surprised by Zhang Yuqing's terrifying combat power.

He could actually rival Zhao Longxiang.

No wonder you can understand the mystery of the scriptures of the general outline of martial arts!
People's heads are not all muscles, they are also full of wisdom.

He is really wise and foolish!

"As soon as you hear the nickname of the Sa family, you will know that Baquan means domination in boxing skills. I am the only one who dominates."

"You little dragon elephant is not qualified enough."

Zhang Yuqing was extremely domineering, and his fists fell like rain.

Hundreds of punches were fired in succession, causing the wind to roar.

Unconsciously, even Zhao Longxiang's tiger's mouth was cracking, and drops of blood were flowing.

He looked extremely gloomy, staring at Zhang Yuqing with gloomy eyes, silently lowering his hands on his back,
"I underestimate you, a brute. What kind of boxing technique are you doing?"

"What I just realized, let's call Sixiang Dog Boxing!"

Zhang Yu said coldly.

Not to mention, this boxing technique was just learned from that cliff.

He was also surprised.

I am the master of swordsmanship, shouldn't I understand the swordsmanship first?

Somewhat outrageous.

Zhao Longxiang's face was ashen, he clasped his fingers together, made a rattling sound, and said ferociously, "You'd better not die too early."

From the preliminary battle just now, he had a rough idea of ​​Zhang Yuqing's true combat power.

Not inferior to himself at full combat power.

If it were at any other time or place, he would have fought with Zhang Yuqing, even to the point of life and death.

But it's different now.

He wanted to compete with Shangguan Hongxiu of the Demon Slayer Division in this blessed land of the cave.

In this battle, he had bet his future on it.

Never lose.

Therefore, he needs to maintain his peak condition to face Shangguan Hongxiu.

If you argue with Zhang Yuqing at this time, even if you tell the difference, it will be meaningless, and you will easily get injured, which will affect the next battle.

"Hmph, the thing that the Sa family fears the most is threats. You and I will fight for another 300 rounds."

Zhang Yuqing snorted coldly, probably guessing what Zhao Longxiang was thinking.

Stepping forward, the Four Elephants Fist was launched and struck out horizontally.

"enough!"

Zhao Longxiang shouted angrily.

Zhang Yuqing suddenly felt palpitations, as if he was blocked by a terrible force, and was forced to stop and close his fists, frowning and staring at Zhao Longxiang's whole body.

There should be a power similar to the Red Emperor Flag hiding in this person.

It is indeed a true family background.

(End of this chapter)