Duan Yu quietly purified his skills and integrated the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but Jiumozhi's eyes stayed on the ten words. He always felt that these ten words were not simple, but after looking at them for a long time, he still didn't see anything.

"It's weird. Could it be the monk's illusion?"

He shook his head and simply gave up. After all, his goal was the Zhenwu Palace. The stone palace on the edge of the top was so conspicuous, how could it be hidden from his eyes.

"Who is it that has this magical power?"

Full of doubts can only be answered by climbing to the top.

After making up his mind, Jiumozhi stepped next to Duan Yu, raised his eyes and Duan Yu, who didn't know what he was thinking, used his body skills to run towards the top of the mountain.

Little did he know that Duan Yu almost went crazy this time, and it was with great difficulty that he managed to stabilize the chaotic Qi in his body.

The mountain wind howled, whistling in their ears.

A figure is leaping on the steep mountain road!

Not long after, he had jumped to the top of the platform.

Finally, he could see clearly the whole view of the main hall on the top of the mountain, as well as the man in white standing on the edge of the summit who did not look like a mortal.

"There really is a True Martial Palace, that is..."

The scene in front of them made the two of them think they were dazzled. They blinked several times, but the gleaming light on the hair of the man in white was still shining.

"May I ask if you are from the Zhenwu Palace?"

Jiumozhi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly let go of Duan Yu. Duan Yu was looking at the man in white attentively, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly let go and fall to the ground with a thud.

The platform was entirely made of hard rocks, and upon impact, Duan Yu suddenly felt a surge of pain in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Ouch!"

"hiss!"

"If you let go, can you tell me in advance that you want to throw me to death?" Duan Yu struggled to get up with an angry expression on his face.

Just when he stood firm, he heard a clear voice.

"My little brother is so powerful, but his reaction is really slow."

The voice sounded in his ears like a gentle breeze. Duan Yu followed the sound and saw that the man in white standing at the edge had turned around.

Not only did this man's white hair shine, but his eyes shone like transparent beads, and his appearance was like that of a man in heaven.

When people see it, they can't help but feel like they are looking up at a high mountain.

"this……"

Duan Yu didn't know how to address him for a while.

"I am the master of Zhenwu Palace, welcome you two."

Duan Yu asked: "The palace master has a strange appearance and his demeanor is not like that of a mortal. Could it be that he is a fairy from heaven who has come to this world?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, and it seemed that everyone who saw him would ask almost the same question.

He tied his hands and chanted: "He is neither a god, nor a saint, nor an immortal. He only lives forever in the human world."

"A hundred years of mortal life are like a dream; when you wake up, the sea becomes a mulberry field."

Eternal years in the world? A dream in a hundred years?

Both Duan Yu and Jiumozhi are wise and understanding people. How could they not understand the meaning of the words?

Duan Yu was surprised and said: "Eternal life in the human world? The master of the palace actually has such magical powers. How is he different from an immortal?"

Jiumozhi was half convinced and half doubtful. He was an eminent Buddhist scholar and was respected as a Buddha and Bodhisattva in Tibet. He was the master of the country and King Maharaja. He asked himself that he had seen a lot and had never seen a person who lived forever.

After a second thought, he asked tentatively: "Could it be that the master of the palace is a Taoist Qi practitioner? If the Spring and Autumn Period does not change, the life span will be long?"

Lin Pingzhi said calmly: "No! We are both martial arts students, but Bill and others are a little higher!"

Jiumozhi rolled his eyes and said: "The young monk asked himself that he has made some achievements in martial arts. Can he teach me two moves from the master of the palace?"

"If you have such elegance, please accompany me."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk Jiumozhi of the Tubo Kingdom seeks advice from the master of the palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out a finger with his right hand, and a concentrated force of energy suddenly shot out of his hand. He raised his left hand and slashed in the air, and a searing sword energy flew towards him.

The finger is Mokozhi, and the knife is a flame knife.

The strength of the fingers and the energy of the sword are menacing.

Lin Pingzhi took his time, without moving his feet. He raised his hands and held them empty. Two blasts of astonishing power exploded in the air midway.

"Amazing!"

Duan Yu's eyes widened. He knew very well how powerful Jiumozhi was. Even if everyone in Tianlong Temple worked together to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword, they couldn't do anything to him. But the master of Zhenwu Hall could strike first and crush him easily.

His attacks are evident.

Jiumozhi also felt troubled. This was the first time he saw someone being able to crush his own attack in the air.

Generally speaking, to deal with this kind of finger energy and sword energy, you need to use force to collide and offset. Those who can deal with this method can only do it if their skill is higher than that of the opponent.

This man's skills are truly terrifying.

If it hits yourself...?

His heart tightened, and he didn't dare to get close. He waved his left and right hands continuously, constantly sending out finger strength and sword energy.

In a few breaths, the finger-strength and sword energy formed into one piece, hitting like raindrops.

The attack became more fierce, but Lin Pingzhi waved his hand, and a strange force arose in the field for no reason, and the sword energy of his finger was instantly rolled back.

Suddenly, they all hit Jiumozhi.

"This is... a sudden change of fortune!" Jiumozhi's face suddenly changed.

I also feel that something is wrong. It is impossible to transfer so much Dao finger energy and sword energy at the same time.

What kind of martial arts is this?

My thoughts flashed like lightning, almost in an instant. These moves were made by myself with all my strength, and it was not easy for me to take them all.

What if the other party is taking advantage of this moment to make up for it?

Breaking into a cold sweat.

Immediately shouted: "Little monk admit defeat!"

Youzi's hands kept dancing, trying to block these attacks.

Just blocked one or two of the leading ones.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, these finger strength and sword energy dissipated in mid-air, as if they were weak afterward.

call!

Seeing this, Jiumozhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little frightened.

This man's martial arts skills are so high that it is simply unimaginable.

Not only was he able to deal with his own attacks effortlessly, but he also used them for his own purposes, and the thought was gone.

"The master of the palace has unparalleled magical power, and the young monk is humbled!" Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and saluted.

"May I ask what special skills the palace master used?"

Lin Pingzhi tied up his hands and said: "An unformed martial arts is not worth mentioning. The two of you who are here must be the masters of my palace, so you might as well choose one for yourself."

After a pause, he said to Duan Yu: "As for this little brother, he has already acquired my martial arts at the foot of the peak, but there is no need to look at the books in the palace."

When Jiumozhi heard this, he was greatly shocked. There is really something weird hidden in that cross? Why can't I understand anything? Am I not as good as Duan Yu?

I was shocked and angry, and what I was thinking immediately came out of my mouth.

"Is there really something weird hidden in those ten fonts? How is it possible that even the young monk failed to understand the true meaning? Duan Yu's martial arts have not yet been fully integrated, how can he possibly understand it?"

Duan Yu ignored him, raised his hands to Lin Pingzhi and said, "Young man Meng Lang secretly learned the master's magical skills."

His words undoubtedly confirmed what Lin Pingzhi said.

Jiumozhi looked ugly. Could it be that after decades of hard training, the young monk couldn't compare to Duan Yu?

But I heard Lin Pingzhi say to Duan Yu: "Little brother, don't take it to heart. The martial arts on the cliff are reserved for those who are destined. If you can learn it, it is also your chance."

"As for Maharaja Maharaja..."

Lin Pingzhi looked sideways.

Jiumozhi said: "I dare to ask the master of the palace, why can't the young monk understand the martial arts on the cliff? Is it possible that the young monk has no connection with it?"

At this time, he had completely forgotten about Lin Pingzhi asking him to enter the palace to learn martial arts.

He has always been obsessed with the art of martial arts. He has been practicing hard for decades, and his own qualifications are at an advanced level. Now, the martial arts in front of him can be understood by others, but he cannot. He is really unwilling to do so.

Lin Pingzhi said calmly: "With Prince Ming's talent, it is not difficult to understand the essence of it. But your martial arts has many hidden dangers, and you cannot control Buddha with Tao. It is really harmful and unhelpful to combine it with martial arts.

"

"To understand the martial arts I left on the cliff, one must either have a strong attachment or have no attachment. Although King Ming is attached to martial arts, he only pursues its power and does not see its way. It is difficult to enlighten the heart with the heart and understand the true Dharma.

"

Jiumozhi was disturbed by the secret he told him, and he forced himself to ask: "May I ask the master of the palace what hidden dangers there are in the young monk?"

No one knew about the fact that he used Taoist Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu to control the Shaolin stunts. Others only thought that he was ahead of his time and had mastered seventy-two stunts in one person.

But no one knows that they all rely on a Taoist secret.

Could it be that there are hidden dangers in using Tao to control Buddha?

Jiumozhi thought secretly.

"If I'm not mistaken, King Ming's internal refining method must be Xiaoyao Sect's Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu. You use the Xiao Wu Xiang Kung Fu to use Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, avoiding the disadvantage that the seventy-two stunts cannot be used at the same time. Although

It's a good idea, but you don't know that every Shaolin stunt has a hidden danger that is not a hidden danger, and needs to be solved with matching Buddhist scriptures."
Chapter completed!