I Honor

Breaking the Future

Shaolin Temple, the Daxiong Hall, many Shaolin chiefs and elders in yellow robes and red cassocks stand.

Kong Wen, with white eyebrows like snow and a long face, held a nine-ringed tin stick, looked up to the west, and sighed: “Amitabha Buddha, who is greedy for sweat and has Buddha’s light in this world. The Buddha’s inheritance cannot fall into the hands of heretics. The old man can only walk in the world of mortals again.”

His face was pale gold, his aura was restrained, he looked ordinary, he looked around and said, “Wusi, please invite Junior Brother Kong Hui to enter the stupa on the back mountain and guard Ananda Dao.”

It is said to be a guard, but in fact, Kong Hui, who guards the Sutra Pavilion, is in charge of the divine soldiers to suppress the sect.

Wusi is the first seat in the Bodhi Court, shaped like a dead tree, with hair and beard falling down: “Master, the master plan is of great importance, so don’t take it lightly. Please also bring your magic soldiers, so as not to be taken advantage of by the great Asura and others.”

Kong Wen shook his head with a smile: “I gain my fate, but lose my life. There is no need to put the mountain gate in danger. Wang’s mind is unpredictable, so we should be more careful.”

Between the words, he seemed to be quite confident about the upcoming battle of the Dharma Body, and he deserved to be the third in the heaven list, who had once sealed or killed an expert with the Dharma Body

“Amitabha, my disciples would like to obey my master’s order.” Wu Si Jian Kong Wen had made up his mind and did not persuade him any further.

Kong Wen whispered a Buddha’s name: “It’s useless for many people to do this. Kong sees junior brother and nephew Wujing. You follow this old monk.”

Although he only named two people, this is more than 20% of Shaolin’s high-level combat power

Apart from Kong Wen, the dharma body, Shaolin ranks among the top forces in the world, and the number of masters can also be ranked in the top three. Outsiders estimate that there are at least seven

Among them, there are six well-known ones in the world, the Sutra Pavilion is Konghui, the first Bodhidharma courtyard is empty view, the Bodhi courtyard is the first Wusi, the precepts courtyard is the first Wujing, and the Bodhidharma president is old and innocent. Elder Xuan Bei, the dean of Bodhi, is also suspected of having an eminent monk of the Kongzi generation who has long faced the wall and practiced dry meditation.

And Kongjian is the pinnacle of exterior scenes, Wujing also has eight heavens, which is better than ordinary masters, Kongwen is obviously more expensive than elite soldiers

“Amitabha, Uncle Wujing is the head of the precepts hall. It is related to the purity of this temple. He should stay in the temple. Master, let your disciples accompany you.” Xuan Bei stood up.

He is tantamount to hearing about it. So I volunteered.

But the reason is correct, as the first seat of the Discipline Academy, it is obvious that it should stay in the temple, unless there is no one to send.

Kong Wen waved his hand: “You have regrets in the entrance, and your foundation is not stable, so you need to retreat more to find a chance for nirvana and rebirth, while Wusi has to help Junior Brother Kong Hui to manage the affairs of the temple, and the other chief elders are not as good as Senior Nephew Wujing. Hehe, it doesn’t matter if you have the chief seat or not, if you care about discipline and don’t care about people.”

He made a decision with one word, and Xuan Bei could only accept it.

“It will be some time before the birth of God’s Palm. Let’s go slowly and observe the changes first, so as not to be controlled by humans.” Kong Wen took a look at the first space of the Bodhidharma Academy and the first Wujing of the Precepts Academy.

Inside a certain ancient tomb full of eerie and dead silence.

A man surrounded by blood-yellow dead mist stood respectfully in front of a huge coffin.

This coffin is two feet long and wide enough for one person. The color is deep black, it looks extremely heavy, and it is carved with the ghosts of the underworld., The pattern of Jiuyou Huangquan.

There is a green lamp placed at the end of the coffin. The lamp body is old and mottled, the flames are like beans, and the green is frightening.

“Sovereign, the target has been dispatched.” The man surrounded by blood-yellow dead mist said respectfully.

An indifferent and majestic voice came from inside the coffin: “According to the plan.”

There seems to be the sound of running water in the words.

There is a touch of burnout between the brows of the “Sweetheart of Ten Hearts”, which arouses curiosity and love, and has a unique charm.

He looked at Jiang Zhiwei’s hand holding the sword, and a sincere smile appeared in his exhaustion: “Girl’s hands are white and strong, and they are not delicate in their delicate appearance. Watching hands is like watching people, and girls should do the same. Why don’t you join the poor monk in joy?” Zen, enjoy the bliss in the world, and realize the supreme way”

His voice is full of magnetism, and he whispers and narrates, making people feel like soaking in a hot spring, with endless comfort and relaxation, and his mind is a little dazed.

Jiang Zhiwei also felt the same way, but immediately woke up, he was still far behind Xuannv’s “mortal world”.

The “Ten Hearted One” saw Jiang Zhiwei standing blankly in mid-air, as if captured by his bewildering Zen voice, the smile on his face became even wider, and he flew over, still saying: “Ten are born with yin and yang, and people are divided into men and women.”

After seeing the “Sweetheart of Ten Hearts”, Xue Lengzhao felt as if he had been hit by a body-holding spell, his whole body trembled, his strength seemed to disappear, and he couldn’t escape. She couldn’t help opening her mouth, trying to wake her up, but the sweetheart looked back at her as if she had sensed it earlier.

His eyes were indifferent, the corners of his mouth curled up, a smile that was not a smile, Xue Lengzhao suddenly lost the strength to speak, the person in front of him seemed to be his master, the master of his own joy and pain, he couldn’t resist, he didn’t want to resist

It was a huge shadow, and I couldn’t get out no matter how I walked

At this moment, a sword light lit up, and the sky was completely dark. It seemed that all the light was absorbed, except that there was nothing in the world, no self and no other.

Even the usual abnormalities such as the vertical and horizontal sword aura and the sympathetic sword aura around it are not there.

There is only purity, only brilliance, only the sword has not yet been struck, and the intention comes first

The Ten Hearted Master only felt a tingling pain between his eyebrows, his soul was frightened, and when he wanted to raise his hand, he became slow, watching the sword light rushing towards him.

Oops, fell for it

sword out of me

He couldn’t care about anything else, the acupoints all over his body suddenly opened, and the light of colored glaze came out, with a little bit of pink in it, and a golden Buddha statue with a hideous face appeared behind him

The near-substantial figure of the Buddha sits cross-legged, with its arms outstretched, embracing a woman.

This woman is covered with skin that is better than snow, her figure is uneven, and her blood vessels are surging. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, but she is always changing, and she is in an illusory state. She sits on the Buddha’s lap and sits face to face.

Only by harvesting a woman of sufficient quantity or quality can she be condensed, thus intertwined with the law and stepping on the second ladder

As soon as the Buddha statue appeared, his eyes opened immediately, and he changed his intercourse position, clasping his palms behind the woman’s back.

Desires are empty, sinking is empty, all natures are empty

The hands of the sweetheart are then lifted up, clasped together in front of the face

Everything is empty, the pure sword light disappears, and the long sword is perfectly clamped by the hands of the sweetheart

Zizz, the sword light is gushing. A series of sword marks appeared on the palms of the golden Buddha statue, and the Ten Hearted Master flew out backwards, avoiding the follow-up attack.

Facing Jiang Zhiwei’s long-prepared “Sword Out of Self”, although his realm was overwhelming, he still suffered a disadvantage.

is her

Absolute Sword Fairy

Thinking of the glamorous appearance in the rumors and the strength of the other party, the anger of the sweetheart turned into lust, burning with joy and true energy

The others did not have their own gains, and all went to the place where the Buddha’s light rose, and it would take a while before returning. There’s no one strong here who can stop me

Su Wuming is indeed terrifying, but he has nothing to worry about. He has been hunted down by powerful men from the Snow Mountain faction and other forces all year round. He is not a dharma body and can transmit power through the air. What should I be afraid of?

In the worst case, after he succeeded, he hid in the vast sea or in the secret place of the God Burying Desert. Su Wuming would still be able to guard it all the time.

This is the difference in doing things between the evil demons in the Nine Paths and the powerhouses of the aristocratic courts, they are even more lawless and unscrupulous

But the sweetheart of ten hearts is obviously also affected by the fire of desire. Otherwise, the abbot of Huanxi Temple would not deliberately provoke someone like Su Wuming, who is hopeful

Jiang Zhiwei failed to succeed with his sword, and without hesitation, he attacked again, holding his sword high. Striking across the sea, the surroundings are filled with sword intent, and the airflow is separated, it seems impossible to resist

The ferocious golden Buddha statue behind the Ten Hearts changed its posture again. With a palm, it touched the right hand of the ten-hearted sweetheart.

This palm is ordinary, and there are no other abnormalities. Only the zhenqi turned into the same big golden hand in front of it, but its five fingers changed, like swimming fish, with some indescribable weirdness, it penetrated Jiang Zhiwei’s sword in the breath, and slapped her chest.

All-pervasive

Huanxi Temple’s Famous Absolute Learning

Once the move was successful, the desire in Ten Hearts’ sweetheart’s heart became more intense, and the movements of his palms were ethereal and varied endlessly, making Jiang Zhiwei unable to defend himself, and there was no way for him to die together.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei’s sword light turned back and swung down in front of him inexplicably, as if blocking something.

heavy handThe momentum disappeared without any changes, revealing a big golden hand, which was slapped forward without any fancy, and was naturally blocked by the long sword.

When Jiang Zhiwei and Ten Hearts Sweetheart flew out at the same time.

How could it be so easy to block my all-pervasive palm? Ten Xinshang was surprised, and suddenly remembered a sword technique:

One of the nine ultimate moves of the Taishang Sword Classic, “Break the Future”

Cut the way to see me, without me, without him, without the past, without the future, and without the present, the nine ultimate moves are all derived from this

Once this sword is released, all changes disappear, and there is no future

It was originally used for offense, but it was just right for Jiang Zhiwei to use it for defense at this time.

“It wasn’t long before she was promoted to the location scene, and she actually mastered the second dharma body sword move.” Only then did Master Ten Hearts know how outstanding Jiang Zhiwei’s talent in swordsmanship is, but thinking that such an outstanding woman would submit to him, his desire became even more intense

Cut all the changes, eliminate the future, if it doesn’t matter, I will head-to-head, and use the realm to overwhelm others

Behind the Ten Hearted Master, the golden Buddha recited Zen sounds in a low voice, and the lotus blossoms emerged out of thin air. The right palm was raised, and it was shot again. There were not many changes, but the power made the sky feel like shaking

Rejoice Buddha’s original vow

When Jiang Zhiwei blocked the palm again with “Break the Future”, but his mouth and nose were bleeding, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

After finalizing the details with Immortal Yunhe, Meng Qi counted the time, walked to the door, and pushed it, only to find that the Sen Luo Wan Xiang door was motionless.

According to the agreed time, it was time for Jiang Zhiwei to take the Vientiane Gate out of the mustard ring.

Did something happen outside?

Meng Qi’s heart moved, and he took a look at Master Yunhe. The acupoints all over his body were opened, and the golden crow and the sun, the stars and the sun appeared, and then returned to the heavens. The heavens went back to the past and condensed in the chaos.

He came to see Master Yunhe naturally as Su Meng’s deity

Dangdang

The sound of palm-sword collisions resounded in the air, Jiang Zhiwei flew upside down again and again, blood flowed out from all seven orifices, it was very difficult to defend against the power of Dharma image and a little blessing of Dharma principles.

Seeing that he was eager to fail, the Master of Ten Hearts worried about the return of the top master of Xijiange, so he secretly shook the void, and sent a voice transmission to Xue Lengzhao: “Zhaoer, what are you still doing, why don’t you come to help the poor monk?”

Xue Lengzhao made a clever move, subconsciously shook his head, but the long sword was aimed at the sweetheart.

While the ten-heart master was attacking with the “Power of Joyful Buddha’s Original Vow”, the spirit spread across her body and swept across her body.

Immediately, Xue Lengzhao’s whole body went numb and weak, his mind was muddled, and seeing the indifferent and ruthless eyes of the Master of Ten Hearts, he could no longer resist, recalling all the joys and pains in the past, turned around, and was about to flank Jiang Zhiwei.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Zhiwei stopped being brave, took out an object from the mustard ring, and threw it at the ten-hearted sweetheart

Sure enough, there is a secret treasure. The ten-heart sweetheart had been on guard for a long time. The sound of the Buddha’s chanting became louder, the light spots entwined, and his arms became extremely thick. He slapped the object with the most powerful and powerful force.

Rectangular, engraved with many patterns, this, this is actually a door

Although the ten-hearted sweetheart is well-informed, he has never seen anyone using a door as a secret treasure.

Could it be defensive

Bang The golden Buddha statue and the hand of the ten-hearted sweetheart hit the gate.

With a creak, the door opened, and the ten-hearted sweetheart felt that the power of his palm was empty, and it disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, he saw a knife light shining, cutting through the darkness, cutting through the chaos, cutting through everything, from which the world began

terrible knife

He was about to turn around to rejoice in the Buddha’s Dharma, but found that he seemed to be entangled in shackles and could not move.

how so

how so

The saber light was on the body, from head to toe, the layers of light could not be stopped, the eyes of the ten-hearted sweetheart were wide open, I couldn’t believe that there would be such a change

Pa, the two corpses fell into the dust with blood all over their bodies.

Xue Lengzhao froze on the spot, watching the ground turned into two pieces of sweethearts, like falling into a dream.

Let yourself be unable to get rid of, the horrible demon who dare not get rid of, just died like this

Let yourself be shrouded in shadows all the time, the terrible demon who often had nightmares died like this

The death is not vigorous at all, it is difficult and tortuous

She looked up, and saw a long knife shrouded in blue lightning, with blood dotted on it, which quickly scorched and dissipated.

Looking further up, she saw a handsome and masculine young man. He was posing, rubbing his chin, looking suspiciously at the corpse with his eyes closed, and asked the woman opposite:

“Who is this monk? I feel quite strong.”

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