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Chapter 144: Dragon-Elephant Prajna, the Mad Tantric Monk

Quiet room.

Only the crackling of the burning candle could be heard intermittently.

Murong Bo disguised himself as a wealthy businessman and while drinking tea, he would occasionally glance at Hong Chen.

Hong Chen is reading a book.

Strictly speaking, it's a piece of skin.

As to whether it was the legendary human skin, he wasn't sure and didn't want to know.

What he cares about is the words on this piece of leather.

It is completely different from the Central Plains writing system, but Hong Chen can understand it.

There are many scriptures written in different languages ​​in Shaolin Temple. Hong Chen does not specialize in Buddhist scriptures, but it happens that he always likes to learn some unique skills in different worlds. This will not only make him less lonely and empty, but also enable him to make better use of the different lifespans in different worlds.

for a long time.

"Very good, it is indeed the thirteenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra." Hong Chen rolled up the blackened leather scroll, "Our deal is done."

Murong Bo nodded: "Boss Hong, are you interested in making another deal?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "I just took over yesterday. How come you found out so soon?"

"I have worked hard all my life to restore my country. Although I have not achieved anything so far, I have many eyes and ears."

"Hehe, tell me about your deal?"

Murong Bo put down his teacup and said seriously, "Now that Xixia is about to go to war with Song, I would like to ask Gang Leader Hong to help me kill someone."

"kill?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Killing someone is a simple matter, but what do you think you have to show me to deserve my killing?"

"How about it be because of my internal strength?" Murong Bo answered without hesitation. At the same time, he released the restrained aura around his body. In an instant, his body swelled up like a balloon that was being inflated.

After two breaths, he quickly raised his hands and tapped his shoulders and heart, and the dough-like body immediately shrank back.

He took a few deep breaths, looking quite bad, but still looked at Hong Chen firmly.

"The North Sea Divine Art is indeed the best in the world. Over the past few months, I have been traveling and searching, and have drained the internal energy of more than 120 people!"

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "So you have several hundred years of internal strength now?"

"Four hundred and eighty years!" Murong Bo said in a deep voice.

Hong Chen took a deep breath and said, "Hiss~ My nephew is so awesome!"

Who in my family could understand that the leeks actually grew into big trees by themselves and came to my mouth on their own!
Hearing the title of nephew again, Murong Bo couldn't help but twitch his lips.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "In the past, I always yearned for a deeper inner strength, but now, this nearly five hundred years of inner strength makes me feel unprecedented pressure."

If it is a bucket, it can only hold as much as it can. If there is more, it will overflow.

But the human body is not a bucket. It has elasticity and tension, but this has its limits.

Judging from what he had just experienced, Murong Bo had obviously used his body to the limit, to the point where any more would have almost blown him into pieces.

"Rather than feeling like a peerless master, I feel like an ordinary old man. Even if I take a few quick steps, I am out of breath. I dare not use my full strength when fighting with others, so I was chased by that crazy monk for nearly a thousand miles. What's worse is that I feel that my limited life span is also rapidly depleting."

Hong Chen looked at him with a click of the tongue and said, "Why are you telling me all this? I didn't ask you to suck people's inner energy like crazy. Besides, you should have noticed the abnormality a long time ago, but you still persisted. In other words, have you thought of using yourself as a bargaining chip a long time ago?"

Murong Bo did not hide it and nodded directly: "Yes, my bargaining chip is myself. Besides, do you dare to say that you didn't have such thoughts in mind when you gave me the Beiming Divine Art?"

Hong Chen also laughed: "It seems that we are thinking the same thing. Your 480 years of internal strength is indeed very attractive to me, but you have become like this, do I have to follow in your footsteps?"

"You can imprison me, and take as much as you need, whenever you want."

"Is it such a big deal?"

"If we don't give it a try, when will we be able to restore our country?"

Hong Chen thought for a moment and asked, "Who do you want to kill?"

"Li Liangzuo!"

"What?" Hong Chen was really surprised. "Even if you told me that you wanted to kill Zhao Xu, I wouldn't find it strange. But what's there to kill about Li Liangzuo?"

Murong Bo smiled and said, "If I ask you to kill Zhao Xu, will you go?"

"Yes, why not?"

Hong Chen blinked his peach blossom eyes, his gaze was extremely clear.

Murong Bo couldn't help but choke.

"You...are you serious?"

Hong Chen nodded without hesitation: "Of course it's true, Zhao Xu and I are not familiar with each other."

"But he is the Emperor of Song."

"I know, but I don't know him."

Murong Bo looked strange: "Aren't you from Song? Would you kill the emperor of Song?"

"Oh, you see, what you said is irrational. If I can't kill him just because he is the emperor of Song, then why did Zhao Kuangyin add a piece of clothing to himself in the first place?"

"..."

Murong Bo was speechless, and at the same time he believed that what Hong Chen said was not a lie.

After all, not everyone can say the three words "Zhao Kuangyin" so lightly and clearly.

Haven’t you seen how many heroes and heroes the Beggars’ Sect has sacrificed throughout the ages for the so-called purpose of helping the country and the people?
"This kid is really evil!"

After calming down, Murong Bo said, "Forget about Zhao Xu. The royal family of Song is large and the government is stable. Even if Zhao Xu dies, there are other royal children who will take over. It will not help me. But Li Liangzuo is different. As far as I know, he will lead the army in person this time and will go to the front line. If we can kill him in the battle, Xixia will be in chaos, and I can take advantage of the situation and gain a foothold!"

"So that's how it is." Hong Chen looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Murong Bo said expectantly, "Boss Hong, this matter is also good for you. Xixia has launched an invasion, and although Song is well prepared, according to past records, it may not win. Boss Hong may not care about what happens to Song, but if you can kill Li Liangzuo during this period, you will definitely be able to reverse the misunderstanding of you in the world and become a hero for all Song people!"

Hong Chen couldn't help but laugh: "Why do you think I care about how others see me, and why do you think I want to be a hero?"

Murong Bo was stunned again.

Fortunately, Hong Chen’s next words made him very happy and he felt relieved.

"However, considering my 480 internal strength, I can help you with this."

"Okay! I have found out that Xixia will attack Xiaoguan the day after tomorrow, and Li Liangzuo will also appear at that time!"

"Then kill him the day after tomorrow."

Murong Bo took a breath and said with a smile, "Then I will wait for good news."

Hong Chen nodded and asked again: "Do you know where the crazy monk is?"

When he mentioned this person, Murong Bo's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said, "Five miles west of the city, there is a ruined temple in the mountains. He couldn't find me, so he stayed there. But the strange thing is that as long as I left the city, he seemed to know where I was immediately."

This is magical.

"I'll deal with him tomorrow. You can go to Xiaoguan and wait for me first."

"That's fine too."

After seeing Murong Bo off, Hong Chen sat in the room and thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

This is really a series of tricks within a trick.

However, it was exactly what he wanted.

This is a good opportunity to complete Murong Fu's main task.

As for Murong Bo's big power bank, although he couldn't use it all by himself, he could take it back to help Wang Yuyan and the others increase their skills. The next day.

Hong Chen walked out of the city to the west and into the forest.

Soon, they found the ruined temple.

Before entering, he saw a lot of messy footprints and some animal skeletons.

Tantric Buddhism does not prohibit meat and fish.

As he stepped into the ruined temple, Hong Chen immediately saw a figure squatting on the ground with his back to him.

His long, messy hair was naked from the waist up, and his thin body made his spine and ribs stand out with distinct shapes.

He was wearing only a pair of tattered pants and his feet were bare and black.

He seemed to be busy, moving his head left and right and making grunting sounds.

"Hey!"

Hong Chen spoke.

But the other party seemed to have heard nothing.

He turned forward to check it out curiously, but after just one glance he frowned and pursed his lips.

This guy is actually chewing a mouse!

And eat it raw!
His wrinkled face revealed his old age, and the blood mixed with gray hair stained his hands and cheeks, making him look like a demon.

Hong Chen called out a few more times, and even waved his hand in front of him, but the other party still did not respond.

Not wanting to wait for him to finish eating the mouse, Hong Chen changed his mind and took out the leather scroll that recorded the thirteen levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra and placed it in front of the other party.

Instantly.

The crazy monk's body shook and all his movements stopped.

Swish!
He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the scroll, but Hong Chen withdrew his hand faster.

The crazy monk looked up, and Hong Chen saw his eyes that were almost soaked in blood red. He really looked like the legendary demon!

Suddenly, the crazy monk disappeared from where he was, and a pit exploded where he had just squatted.

boom! boom! boom!
Continuous vibrations continued to erupt, and shock waves visible to the naked eye continued to spread!

The already dilapidated temple soon collapsed into ruins amid a series of rumbling noises.

And Hong Chen is still continuing to fight with this crazy monk!

In other words, in order to test how powerful the Mad Monk and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra are, he can choose to stand still and fight with the Mad Monk.

He didn't know much about the Mad Monk's martial arts, but the tremendous strength of his fists, legs and feet was enough to surprise him!

It is hard to imagine that this skinny body of the opponent actually contains divine power that is enough to destroy cities and shake mountains!
The opponent's internal strength was obviously mediocre, but he was able to take his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head-on with his powerful, domineering, and unyielding strength. It can be seen that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms should be martial arts of the same level.

Hong Chen suddenly retreated, and sword energy shot out from his fingertips.

The crazy monk dodged quickly.

But Hong Chen's six fingers coordinated in an orderly manner, and the sword energy crisscrossed like a dense net.

With a few hissing sounds, the crazy monk was finally hit by the sword energy and blood oozed from his body.

However, what was different was that the Six Meridians Divine Sword did not directly pierce his body.

Hong Chen's smile became more intense.

The stronger the mad monk becomes, the happier he is.

He then treated the mad monk as a sparring partner, and the fight lasted for a full half hour.

"Hu, hu, hu!"

The crazy monk lay on the ground, as if he was only breathing, and sweat dripped from his body like raindrops.

When he looked up again, the bloodshot in his eyes disappeared, revealing clear black and white.

Hong Chen shook his sore and swollen arms and asked, "Awake?"

The crazy monk gasped and said with difficulty: "I'm awake, but I'm going to die."

"Before you die, can you tell me how you tracked down Murong Bo?"

"Murong Bo, the thief?"

"Ah."

"Did you send him?"

"good."

The crazy monk looked at Hong Chen's left sleeve, where the magical power of Tantric Buddhism that he wanted to retrieve was stored.

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "Can you really sense it?"

The crazy monk sat down, crossed his legs, and pointed to his forehead: "It's the spirit."

"Oh?" Hong Chen followed and sat cross-legged.

"You know the Dragon-Elephant Prajnaparamita, but do you know the Yoga Tantra?"

"I heard."

"Promise me one thing, and I'll pass it on to you."

"What do you think."

"After you memorize the thirteen levels of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna, return the Buddhist scroll and the Yoga Tantra to their original places."

Hong Chen thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

"I will give you a blessing." The crazy monk stretched out his hand towards Hong Chen's head.

Hong Chen slowly lowered his head.

Five fingers like dead branches fell on Hong Chen's head. The crazy monk's eyes suddenly glowed red again, and he suddenly exerted force on his hands.

next moment.

Six sword energies pierced through the mad monk's head at the same time.

The crazy monk's head suddenly tilted back and his skinny body fell to the ground.

Hong Chen curled his lips slightly.

"I don't want to learn all kinds of martial arts, okay?"

Except for the beginning, he is not very keen on the so-called magical skills, otherwise he would have obtained the Shaolin Yijin Jing long ago. If it were not for trying to match it with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he would not want the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra.

Although the spiritual aspects of Yoga Tantra are indeed very mysterious and curious.

But how do you know if I will start practicing Taoism directly next time?

After dealing with the crazy monk, Hong Chen did not return to the city, but went directly to Xiaoguan.

Another day, the sun rises.

The sound of horse hooves outside the pass rumbled like thunder, and the Song army inside the pass, which was ready for battle at any time, immediately set out and occupied the top of the city.

Both sides deployed their battle formations and a war was about to break out.

(End of this chapter)