One Punch Man: Unlimited Luck

"Xiao Yuanshan, I said that you will definitely die, and you will never escape today!" Xing Tao's figure flashed, and he followed directly.The two of them are both peaks of martial arts, and they have gone a long way in the blink of an eye.All the heroes saw a gray shadow and a black shadow, all of which disappeared between the yellow walls and green tiles of the Shaolin Temple in an instant.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xingtao were one after the other, along a forest path, in the northwest direction, and turned a few turns. Suddenly, the eyes were bright, and only the sound of water murmured. There was a pavilion standing beside the mountain stream. There is a plaque with the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" written on it.

And at the entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xingtao caught up with Xiao Yuanshan.

"Xiao Yuanshan, I said, you can't run away." Xingtao said while looking at Xiao Yuanshan, who was gasping for breath.

This section from the front mountain of the Shaolin Temple to the back mountain, although the distance is not long, but under the pressure of Xingtao, Xiao Yuanshan fled desperately, and even his body was overdrawn.At this moment, let alone Xiao Yuanshan and Xingtao, even a monk of the Xuanzi generation from Shaolin Temple could easily kill him.

"The gang leader Yan really has martial arts... martial arts is unparalleled!!" Xiao Yuanshan said while panting, "But it is impossible for me to be captured without Xiao Yuanshan!!" The second obsession is the whereabouts of his son Xiao Feng.

At this time, an old voice in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion said: "It's good, it's good! In the important place of Buddhism, Layman Yan should not resort to murderous intentions."

This Buddha's horn sounded like a twilight drum and a morning bell exploding in Xiao Yuanshan's ears, causing his blood to surge and his true qi to rush.

Xiao Yuanshan immediately focused and looked around vigilantly.

"Old monk, I already knew you were here, and I came to Shaolin to see you, so I won't come out!" Xingtao said lightly, "Now that I, Yan Nantian, are the supreme of the martial arts, your Shaolin Temple will also honor you. I ordered. You old monk dare to stop me?"

"Amitabha. I don't know how the benefactor Yan found out about the old monk, the old monk is just a sweeper!"

At this moment, an old monk in gray with white men and brows slowly walked out of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, holding a broom in his hand like an old man in the twilight. Step by step, the broom in his hand slowly swept away, cleaning up the ground that did not exist. dust.

Chapter 123

Although the old monk seemed to be about to die, Xiao Yuanshan looked at him as if he was facing a great enemy.

Sure enough, the words of the gray-robed old monk made Xiao Yuanshan change his face.

"I don't know if it was forty-two years or forty-three years when I swept the Sutra Pavilion. When this old layman Xiao first came to read the scriptures at night, I had already swept the land for more than ten years."

Xiao Yuanshan was greatly surprised, thinking that he had come to Shaolin Temple to secretly study martial arts, but none of the monks in the temple knew about it, how could this old monk know?Most of the time he heard his words outside the temple just now, so he talked nonsense and said, "Why have I never seen you?"

"The layman Xiao is devoted to the martial arts classics and has no distractions. I remember that the layman came to the pavilion on the first night to borrow a copy of "The Fingerprint of Wuxiangjie", alas! Since that night, the layman has entered the pavilion. Demon Dao, what a pity, what a pity!"

Xiao Yuanshan's shock was really no small matter. He sneaked into the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion on the first night and found a copy of "The Fingerprint of Wuxiangjie". He knew that this was one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School. At that time, he was overjoyed. Other than that, no one else knew. Could it be that this old monk was witnessing it with his own eyes?For a while, he only said: "You...you...you..."

"The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion. It was a copy of Prajna Palm Law. At that time, the old monk was secretive and knew that the layman was in the devil. One "Lotus Sutra" and one "Miscellaneous Ahan Sutra", I just hope that the layman can borrow it and study it. Unexpectedly, the layman is addicted to martial arts, but he ignores the authentic Buddhism. A book of "The Magic Wand Technique", but I left with joy and encouragement. Alas, I am addicted to the sea of ​​misery, and I don't know when I will be able to turn back?"

Xiao Yuanshan listened to him casually, saying that what he did in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion [-] years ago was not wrong at all. He gradually turned from fright to fear, and from fear to fear, the cold sweat on his back was about to come up. Also stopped beating.

The old monk said: "The martial arts of this school came from the ancestor Bodhidharma. Buddhist children learn martial arts to strengthen their bodies, protect the Dharma and ward off demons. When practicing any martial arts, they always have compassion and kindness in their hearts. As the foundation, when you practice martial arts, you will definitely hurt yourself. The deeper you practice martial arts, the more serious your injury will be. If you only practice the outer martial arts of punching, kicking, and hidden weapons, that's fine, it will harm you. Very little, as long as your body is strong, you can withstand it..."

"However, if you are practicing the superior martial arts of this school, such as Nianhua Finger, Dora Leaf Finger, Prajna Palm, etc., if you don't use the Buddha Dharma of Compassion to reconcile and resolve it every day, then the hostile energy will penetrate deep into the viscera and sink deeper and deeper. The poison is a hundred times more powerful. King Dalun Ming was originally a disciple of my Buddhist school. He studied the Dharma carefully, memorized and discerned it clearly, and was unparalleled in the world. In the end, I can't dispel the hostility that I have cultivated when I practice these superior martial arts."

"There are seventy-two stunts in this temple, each of which can hurt people, kill people, be fierce, and be very harmonious. Therefore, each stunt must be resolved by the corresponding compassionate Buddha Dharma. The truth is not well known to the monks in this temple. It is just that after one person has practiced four or five stunts, his understanding of Zen will naturally be hindered. The principle of 'knowledge and seeing obstacles' of the sects is the same. It should be noted that Buddhism seeks to save the world, and martial arts seeks to kill. An eminent monk who has reached such a state of cultivation is disdainful to learn all kinds of powerful killing methods."

Then the sweeping monk sighed softly and said to Xiao Yuanshan, "Layman Xiao, have you been feeling a little pain in your lower abdomen recently with the 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' acupoints?"

Xiao Yuanshan froze all over and said, "The gods and monks see clearly, that's exactly what happened."

The old monk said again: "Your numbness on Guanyuan Point, how has it been lately?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "Ten years ago, this numb place was only as big as a little finger, and now... it's almost as big as the mouth of a teacup."

After asking Xiao Yuanshan, the old monk slowly turned his head and looked at Xingtao, his face was greatly surprised, and he sighed: "Master Yan, you are amazing! You are amazing!"

"Oh!?" Xingtao raised his brows, "Can you see my kung fu?"

The sweeping monk sighed: "I didn't expect that the donor could practice the "Yi Jin Jing" that no one has been able to practice in this temple for hundreds of years, and on this basis, Buddhism and Taoism have been integrated to achieve the state of yin and yang, and the combination of hardness and softness. , not only that, but Master Yan, you have gone a step further. With your martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that even Patriarch Bodhidharma of this temple may not be able to reach it!!"

"You can actually see that my foundation is the Book of Changes!" Xing Tao was greatly surprised.The foundation of his internal strength is the "Yi Jin Jing", which is an unchangeable fact. Even though he has experienced several epiphanies and changed the attributes of his infuriating energy, the foundation has not changed, and there is still a shadow of the Yi Jin Jing in it. .

"Old monk, even if you can see my roots, do you think if I want to kill Xiao Yuanshan, can you stop me?" Xing Tao laughed.

"The old monk encourages you to give it a try!" The floor sweeper said sternly.

"Exactly, I want to try your skills too!" Xing Tao said, suddenly flicking his sleeves.Suddenly, the gust of wind whistled vigorously, and an invisible wall of air rushed directly towards the sweeping monk.

The monk sweeping the floor folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Buddhism is a good place, Master Yan must not act ignorantly."

His palms only slammed together like this, and there seemed to be a force that turned into an invisible high wall, blocking between him and Xingtao.Xingtao's overwhelming force slammed into this wall and disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, really good skill!" Xing Tao's eyes flashed, and he quickly shot it with a palm.

This palm is domineering and fast, like a flying fairy from the sky, killing it instantly.It was the sudden arrival of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon.

The floor-sweeping monk's pupils shrank, and he didn't dare to rely on the body-protecting qi wall to block such a palm.I saw that his right palm reached forward and quickly printed Xingtao's palm.

"boom!!"

The two palms collided together, and a strong wind swirled immediately. Then, the floor sweeper slammed back, leaving an inch-deep footprint on the ground with every step he took.

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "What a handsome kung fu! Eighteen palms for subduing the dragon, it really is the best in the world."

As soon as the word "one" was uttered, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Old monk, even you can't stand my slap, there is no rival in the world!!" Xingtao sighed, then glanced at Xiao Yuanshan who was about to leave, and said, "Xiao Yuanshan, do you still want to leave? ?"

"Amitabha, please be merciful to the donor." The old monk came up again and said.

"Old monk, are you impatient?" Xingtao said indifferently, "Xiao Yuanshan has done a lot of evil, and I can't forgive him. If this kind of person can be spared, how can he be worthy of the unjust soul who died under his hands?"

"When will the grievances be reported, what if the old monk guarantees that Xiao Yuanshan will not appear in the rivers and lakes in the future?" The sweeping monk continued to plead for mercy.

"No, I, Yan Nantian, as the supreme martial artist, naturally speaks like a mountain. I said that Xiao Yuanshan will die today, and he will never survive. Not to mention you, even if the Tathagata Buddha came to me and pleaded for mercy, it would be useless."

Saying that, Xingtao stepped down and walked directly to Xiao Yuanshan's side. He slapped his palm lightly, and with a bang, it hit the "Baihui Point" in the middle of Xiao Yuanshan's forehead.Xiao Yuanshan's whole body was shaken, he was out of breath, and fell backwards.