those years of rebirth

The old monk Suo Luo suddenly made a move.

A palm was swung out in an instant, and it directly slapped Wang Hengxiao in the air. The surrounding breath surged, and streams of air condensed around him, and a looming phantom of a huge bald monk appeared behind Qi. Stretched out a huge palm and landed on top of Wang Hengxiao's head.

"Buddha Dharma image!"

Both Hui'an and Tianxing were full of horror. They had read a few scriptures, which recorded the discovery of the Buddha. It said that if you practice Buddhism and Zen meditation to the realm of the true self, and understand the realm of the Buddha, you will be able to condense the Buddha's Dharma, and the relics will appear immediately. Buddha.

The two thought that this was something in legends and it was unbelievable.

However, the fact happened before their eyes, and they couldn't help but believe it. Moreover, it was still in the old monk who they had been ignoring, who had been hiding in the mountains for decades.

"Qi and blood dissipate without collapsing, condense around the body, and merge with air to become the same existence."

Wang Hengxiao was also shocked. After a little induction, he already knew the real situation of this so-called Buddha's golden body. This is also a powerful skill of applying Qi and blood to the extremely high level of boxing and martial arts.

Unexpectedly, the Indian warriors have researched the condensing of Qi and blood to such an extent that it condenses and does not disperse, and can also attract breath. Sure enough, the inheritance of thousands of years cannot be underestimated.

The few old monks who escaped from New York did not perform such miraculous skills. Presumably they were weak and lacked energy and blood at that time, so it was difficult to perform them.

In this way, the strength of those monks has only been used to less than half. No wonder they were vulnerable at the time and ended up wronged. I don't know whether they are dead or alive at this time.

Oriental boxing condenses energy, while Indian boxing condenses energy and blood.

"I'll also do a big handprint."

Wang Hengxiao also made a volley shot.

The surrounding air suddenly surged and condensed into a huge palm with a diameter of one meter, and it hit the opponent's pressing palm like a substance.

coax!

Because Wang Hengxiao didn't know the depth of the other party, he was [-]% strong.

Unexpectedly, the big handprint of the old monk Suoluo was instantly scattered, and Wang Hengxiao's huge palm of the stellar energy continued to advance, and he came to the old monk Suoluo in an instant. The old monk Suoluo was also surprised, and hurriedly pushed out , under the full of energy and blood, the palm of the hand grew a circle.

bang bang...

With two muffled sounds, Mira's palms finally crushed Wang Hengxiao's mahamudra, but the golden body of the Buddha condensed behind him was shaken and collapsed, turning into streams of air and the breeze blew all around, and there was a whistling sound all around. , there is also some smell with a hint of fragrance, which is the breath of qi and blood dissipating in the air. The qi and blood emanating from the pores of Mira are very essence, so there is a trace of fragrance.

The people around were all shocked.

puff!

Suo Luo's feet sank a foot into the ground, flying sand and rocks, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Hehe, that's all!"

Wang Hengxiao smiled all the way, hehe laughed.

Just now I saw that the opponent's blood is so strong, stronger than myself, and the Buddha's golden body is condensed, which looks very advanced, so when I make a move, I have [-]% strength. The big body handprint is indeed powerful, Wang Hengxiao can feel the power in the volleying handprint just now.

It is no exaggeration to say that if another person came, even Li Hao would be crippled by Miura's slap, and Li Furong probably could take it.

However, for Wang Hengxiao, a non-human existence who broke through the peak of mythology and broke through the limit, it was still a bit short.

In particular, Suo Luo is also not good at condensing strength. His strength is surprisingly great, but it is also brute force. Although some strength skills are remarkable, they are not as good as compared with Dongfang's many strength skills.

And Wang Hengxiao can be said to be a master of the strength of many boxing techniques in the East. As soon as he strikes out, many strengths are condensed in it.

"pity!"

Wang Hengxiao looked at Su Luo and said lightly: "If I can condense such a whole body of energy and blood, I'm afraid that I will be truly invincible. But you can only use brute force to send out energy and blood to pretend to be gods and tricks, and to fool ordinary people .In my eyes, these methods of yours are ridiculous."

"You have received my palm, and then try to receive my punch again. This is a kind of punch I just learned. I can't send and receive freely. If you hurt you, don't blame me."

When Su Luo heard Wang Hengxiao belittle what he had learned, he was still as motionless as a mountain, his feet fell into the ground a foot, and he was still standing steadily. This state of mind was also shocking, although his heart was also churning endlessly , just now Wang Hengxiao's seemingly random palm came over, but it contained a lot of essence of oriental martial arts. He could clearly understand that when he touched it, the palm condensed with qi was extremely hard. The palms that condense the air can be compared, so they are instantly scattered, just like the collision of water and steel.

Afterwards, when he personally touched it with both hands, he felt the power of it even more. In an instant, dozens of strengths erupted together. If it wasn't for his body's toughness and strong energy and blood, he might be shattered by the shock in an instant.In his heart, he was extremely impressed by the application of martial arts techniques in Eastern martial arts, so he did not refute what Wang Hengxiao said, because what Wang Hengxiao said was the truth.

"The benefactor, please make a move!"

Suo Luo put his palms together again, and said to Wang Hengxiao in a deep voice, his voice was not as full of energy as before.

Li Hao, Li Furong, and several masters of the Li family were all fascinated, and when Li Furong heard Wang Hengxiao's words, his heart moved even more. Thinking of Wang Hengxiao's intention to imitate his boxing and kendo just now, could it be that he is thinking now? Exercising this kind of boxing strength to defeat the old monk Miluo?

Wang Hengxiao nodded, closed his eyes slightly, then opened them instantly, a flash of light was felt in the hall, electricity was generated in the void, and sword energy was generated out of thin air.

Without any movement, whirlwinds blew up around Wang Hengxiao. The whirlwinds condensed behind his back and compressed instantly, forming a transparent long sword that seemed invisible.

Everyone was dumbfounded again.

What means is this?

Just now when Sara used the golden body of Buddha in Indian Buddhism, Wang Hengxiao condensed his energy into a sword in an instant. Not only is it so simple, this long sword carries the aura of killing everything, and it becomes real in an instant.

"Fist contains everything."

Li Furong suddenly whispered something moving.

After hearing this, Li Hao thought of everything.

The realm of mythology is to gain insight into the essence of boxing and break through the limit of life. After breaking through the limit, boxing is not the only one, and everything can be deduced by the horizontal development of boxing.

The essence of life can be turned into everything!

This is the artistic conception beyond the realm of myth that Wang Hengxiao comprehended.

Li Furong suddenly said the truth of this sentence without knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

The long sword in the void disappeared in an instant, submerged into Wang Hengxiao's body, and hid in Wang Hengxiao's body. The sword, the sharp aura that soared to the sky unreservedly scattered and rushed away.

chi chi chi chi ~~

A palm-sized hollow instantly appeared on the roof of the hall, and a beam of light shone down.

Wang Hengxiao swung his fist directly, and a white breath rushed out from his arm and escaped from his fist. It was the long void sword that had just disappeared.

This is a sword energy that is infinitely higher than exhaling into a sword.

It is real sword energy.

The Yuqi Chengjian that Wang Hengxiao passed on to Li Yifeng before is called sword qi, rather than the sword-shaped stellar qi, which is shown by the strength of the stellar qi.

At this time, what Wang Hengxiao displayed was real sword energy!

The sword qi displayed by the boxing method condenses the peak sword qi of many stellar qi strengths.

The eyes of the old monk Sala burst into a powerful light, his body suddenly grew two points again, his hands changed a few handprints like two palm-leaf fans, and he chanted a few mysterious Buddhist mantras in his mouth. The speed of speech is so fast that even Wang Hengxiao, who has studied the ancient languages ​​of all countries in the world, did not hear what he was reading for a moment.

But just as he finished a few handprints in an instant, and the moment he finished chanting the mantra in his mouth, the golden body of the Buddha that had just disappeared instantly reappeared in front of him.Moreover, this time the appearance is more condensed, the whole body exudes radiance, and the face, facial features, and shirtless upper body in cassock can be seen, and the breasts are still very vague.

Turning his eyes indifferent, the Buddha's golden body slowly pushed out his palm again, and collided with the long sword of Gang Qi that was in front of him in the blink of an eye!

The figure of the old monk Sala trembled, and the upper body of the Buddha's golden body became illusory again, but the outstretched arm turned into substance in an instant, as if it had become a real arm. The muscles and exposed muscles on the naked arm The raised blood vessels were clearly visible, and the five fingers condensed enormous strength, emitting a blood-red golden light.

Everyone around looked at this scene in amazement, even Wang Hengxiao was very amazed, he didn't know how it happened, if it wasn't for him being a mythical existence, he would have thought that This old monk Suo Luo may have used the means of the gods to invite the gods.

It seems that there are many mysteries in Indian martial arts, which are extensive and profound, and there are many incredible methods. It is no wonder that it has become a country ruled by religion for thousands of years.

ding~~~

The red-gold palm came into contact with the stellar sword, and there was a crisp sound of fine iron striking.

bang bang bang...

All the tables, chairs and benches around were instantly shattered by the shock, and there was a loud explosion. Li Hao and others hurriedly backed away to avoid the storm. Huian and Tianxing also retreated in embarrassment, but everyone's eyes did not leave the palms and long hair in the middle. Sword, this miraculous fight, no one wants to miss the slightest detail.

The long sword stopped for a moment, and then continued to move forward.

The red-golden palm paused slightly, after all, it was no match for Wang Hengxiao's condensed long sword, which contained the real killing sword intent, the red-golden palm gradually became illusory, and in less than a second, It collapsed and disappeared again, and a violent whirlwind swept out, blowing up the robes of the old monk Miura.

drink!

The red gold palm collapsed, and the Buddha's golden body disappeared again. The old monk Suoluo hurriedly slapped down from top to bottom with both hands. On the back, there was a loud bang, the long sword was smashed by the huge force, and the violent qi exploded, shattering Mira's robes and turning them into strips of cloth, and there were wounds on both hands. He woke up with a shock, blood was flowing, but after only staying for two seconds, the bleeding stopped and the wound healed and scarred at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Hengxiao didn't make any more moves, but stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the old monk Miluo, frowned slightly and said: "Yes, you can take the punch I just comprehended, although I don't understand your method, but you are still qualified Standing opposite me, there are not many people in the world who can catch my two moves without dying."

Li Furong listened, and nodded in his heart, even he couldn't get away with that palm and punch just now, especially the second punch, even he couldn't do it, it required a strong control over the stellar energy, and A powerful spiritual realm.

So strong!

This is Li Furong's only evaluation of Wang Hengxiao at this time, especially, until now, he still doesn't know the true depth of Wang Hengxiao, and just now he fought with the old monk Miluo, Wang Hengxiao has been standing still, With a palm, Sara's golden body of Buddha was scattered, and Sara fell into the ground a foot.

The second punch forced out Mira's unique move. The Buddha's golden palm, which is almost curdled in milk, was unheard of before. They have been standing in Nanyang for more than half a century away from home. I don't know how many Indian masters have fought, but they have never seen it like this. Powerful, it can even be said to be a magical master.

But with such a miraculous method, under Wang Hengxiao's hands, he could only stick to two tricks.

Everyone could see that the old monk Suoluo had tried his best, but no one knew how much Wang Hengxiao had put in. Anyway, he must have not done his best.

How powerful is this kid?

Is the realm above the mythical realm so irresistible?

Li Furong shouted in shock.

"Even if the donor's martial arts realm is in the classics I teach, there is no eminent monk who can compare with you."

Su Luo said with admiration on his face, his body became thinner and turned into a normal human body, looked at Wang Hengxiao, and said solemnly: "And the spiritual realm of the benefactor has also reached the peak. I heard in the early years that there is a way of sincerity in the east. I know, I saw it in the donor today."

"The benefactor is in such a state, why is he still busy in the world? So nostalgic for the glory and wealth? If the benefactor concentrates on cultivation and integrates the directors of various schools, he may become the real first god in the entire history of mankind."

Speaking of gods, Sala's tone and expression are deeply longing. As the inheritance of the oldest religion in India, the old monk Sala naturally knows what is going on with the gods in all religions, but they are just deified virtual existences According to the Buddhist scriptures left by Sakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism, when human beings continue to break through the level of life, break the limit of life, and complete evolution, they can become real gods.

The real metamorphosis becomes another kind of life, which is immortal and possesses all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

Among the many Taoist and Confucian classics in China, there are also many such records, the pursuit of a breakthrough in the level of life.

Wang Hengxiao is naturally very clear about his state. He is still a long way from the legendary god, but he has just taken the first step.

"Hehe, old monk, you care too much about the difference between the world of mortals and the world of mortals. The world of mortals is also a kind of practice."

Wang Hengxiao smiled and said: "Forget it, I won't talk to you so much today, you have already lost, and I am willing to admit defeat. Within three years, I will go to your Yunxiang Temple to read the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion, old monk , don’t hide away many classics and scriptures.”

The two monks Hui'an and Tianxing looked very ugly. They encouraged Suo Luo to come over to challenge this time, because there are many forces behind them to support them. If they fail, there will be no good end when they go back. Luo and Yunxiang Temple's face will not be too miserable, but there is absolutely no chance of rising again.

The figure of the old monk Suoluo became thinner again unknowingly, and even wrinkles appeared on his face. This is to run the dead tree Zen method again to hide the blood. Today's consumption , It is very big for him, and it is difficult to make up for the loss of vitality in a few years.

The golden body, the Buddha's golden body, is not so fun, it is cast at the cost of life, energy and blood.

"Since the old man lost, the old man is naturally willing to admit defeat. The benefactor has been to Yunxiang Temple for three years. All scriptures and books in the temple are open to the benefactor, and there will be no privacy."

The old monk Suluo deserved to be a high-ranking monk who devoted himself to practicing Zen. He lost to himself, and he didn't show any shame. Then ask the benefactor for advice, and ask the benefactor to give me some advice when the time comes!"

The old monk Miluo said solemnly, but he wanted to steal the essence of oriental martial arts from Wang Hengxiao.

For great masters like Wang Hengxiao and Li Furong, every move, even every movement in life contains the essence of many oriental martial arts.

It's just that the old monk Suoluo practiced Indian martial arts and Buddhism since he was a child, and he is incompatible with oriental culture, so it seems that there are many mysteries contained in it, but he just can't understand it deeply, and can't use it in his own boxing.

The old monk Miluo agreed with Wang Hengxiao to go to Yunxiang Temple to read the scriptures, and he would definitely have a lot of discussions with Wang Hengxiao at that time, to understand the essence of oriental martial arts from Wang Hengxiao, and even ask for advice in person.

It depends on whether Wang Hengxiao is in a good mood or not. If you are in a good mood, it is okay to give you a few words of advice. If you are in a bad mood, then you will be beaten up directly. Whether you can gain some insight depends on your own luck.

"The two fight against each other, it's an eye-opener for me, an eye-opener..."

Li Hao came forward excitedly, and said: "Both of you must be exhausted, now you can go to the room arranged by me and have a good rest, in the evening our Li family will have a welcome dinner for Senior Wang, we can have a good chat then, If you don’t get drunk, you won’t return.”

"So, thank you benefactor Li!"

Suo Luo was blunt, said something lightly, turned around and walked out with a master of the Li family, Hui An and Tian Xing also followed obediently, not daring to speak again. (To be continued.)