Gui Zhong struck out with his palm, and felt a strong and hot breath rushing towards his meridians like a torrent. He snorted coldly, and his internal energy circulated. A pure and continuous internal energy surged from his Dantian, constantly wearing down this energy.
A fierce and hot breath, this is a competition of internal strength, there is no room for trickery, fortunately, Gui Zhong's internal strength is the whole true heart method, such authentic Xuanmen internal strength, fine and flexible, pure and thick, the red sand big handprint
Although the strength was fierce, it was suppressed by him in the blink of an eye.
The situation of Master Bayan is not so good. Gui Zhong's internal energy is so pure and concise as silk, coupled with the feminine strength of Mianzhang, it fully displays the power of his Taoist internal energy. This great lama only
He felt that a soft and dense force invaded his meridians silently, and swam along the meridians like a spiritual snake, spreading into his internal organs in an instant. There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he felt that his internal organs were all numb.
As if it was about to shatter, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground looking up to the sky. His breath was weak and seemed to be non-existent.
All this is a long story, but in fact, the two of them fought with palm power, and the victory or defeat was in the blink of an eye. Gui Zhong took three or four steps back, and each step left a clear footprint on the bluestone ground, but
It was because he directed Master Bayan's fierce and fierce palm power to the ground.
On the other side, Master Bayan groaned miserably, his chest and clothes were stained with blood, and he fell to the ground with a weak breath.
Defeated, Master Bayan was completely defeated with one palm, and his internal organs were severely damaged. It was not easy to survive.
"What a... what a powerful Mianzhang!" Master Bayan fell to the ground, his face sometimes red, sometimes pale, suffering from internal injuries, and he said intermittently.
"Your red sand mudra kung fu is also very good, but unfortunately, you are not a match for Pindao. It seems that you came to Qingliang Temple in the wrong place today."
Gui Zhong said lightly, seeing Master Bayan's whole body trembling slightly, the muscles on his face twisting, and his chest rising and falling violently, he naturally knew how bad his current situation was. That palm strike just now, Gui Zhong
Without any reservation, he used his acquired pure inner strength of the seventh level of Xuanmen to fight. Although Master Bayan has strong muscles and strong internal strength, he is only equivalent to the sixth level of acquired cultivation. How can he withstand it? Now his
The five internal organs are probably starting to break. The reason why I can still speak is because there is a breath of true energy hanging in my body, otherwise my body will die in a moment.
"That's all, your lama's tantric kung fu is not bad. It's a pity. I'll give you relief now."
As soon as Gui Zhong finished speaking, he took a step forward, and amidst screams and roars, he gently slapped Master Bayan's spiritual platform with his palm. With a plop, the great lama died on the spot.
There is no breath of life at all.
"Ah, you actually killed Senior Brother Bayan, I will fight with you!"
"All brothers and sisters, come together and kill this Taoist!"
The monks in Qingliang Temple were okay, but the lamas couldn't bear it when they saw this scene. They roared angrily, with ferocious faces, and rushed forward to fight Guizhong.
"Hmph, do you still want to die?"
Gui Zhong snorted coldly, and the cold voice sounded directly in the minds of these lamas, causing them to wake up from their fanaticism immediately, and they were covered in cold sweat. Only then did they realize that the person in front of them was not a soft persimmon, even the most powerful among them.
Master Bayan all died at the hands of others. Although there were many of them, if they rushed up, the end would not be much better, and they would inevitably die in the end.
With the fear in mind, the desperate energy immediately subsided. Each of these lamas looked gray and a little at a loss.
"Take this Master Bayan and leave Qingliang Temple for Pindao immediately, otherwise there will be no need to leave today."
Gui Zhong glanced at these people indifferently. The indifference in his eyes was as cold as the ice in the far north. The lamas did not dare to say another word after hearing this. Several people hurried over and carried Master Bayan's body away.
In the past, it didn't take long for this group of lamas to be dejected and ready to leave.
"Hmph, Taoist Taiyuan, just wait. Today you killed Senior Brother Bayan. In the future, Senior Brother Sanjie, the top master of Tantric Buddhism, will definitely come to you for revenge!"
One lama suddenly turned around and shouted loudly, saying a harsh word, then turned around and left with all the lamas.
"Sanjie? Pindao really wants to meet this top master of Tantric Buddhism, so we are waiting for him to come!"
Gui Zhong said calmly, with a sharp look in his eyes. If he guessed correctly, the Sangye Lama would have rushed from Tibet to the Central Plains by now, and they would naturally meet each other in a short time.
It wasn't until the lamas came down the mountain and left that the monks at Qingliang Temple came back to their senses. They looked at the pool of blood on the ground and chanted scriptures repeatedly. They all had peaceful faces, and they really looked like eminent monks.
"Although these monks from Qingliang Temple are not very good at martial arts, their Buddhist teachings are quite good. They are much better than ordinary monks."
Seeing the behavior of these people, Gui Zhong sighed secretly. It's a pity that Qingliang Temple was originally a pure place for Buddhism, but today, because of the old emperor Shunzhi, it caused a lot of trouble and even damaged many lives.
"Amitabha, the old monk thanks Taoist Priest Taiyuan for his help. It's just that Taoist Taoist's attack was a bit too harsh. As long as these lamas are defeated, why bother to hurt so many lives?"
The old monk Chengguang came over with the support of this young monk. He first thanked Gui Zhong, and then talked about the compassion of Buddhism.
"Haha, Master Chengguang, compassion is what your Buddhists say. Our Taoist sect does not have these requirements. Our Taoist sect emphasizes detaching oneself, cutting off all thorns with the power of a long sword, pursuing the true path, and killing
A few lives means nothing. Besides, these Yellow Sect lamas have no compassion at all. Didn’t you Qingliang Temple also kill and injure many monks?"
Gui Zhong smiled indifferently and didn't take it to heart at all. He didn't say that Taoists didn't have compassion. Even if he did, he himself could only be regarded as a martial artist. It's normal to lick blood with the blade of a knife. Killing
What does a few lives matter?
"Oh, God has the virtue of good life, and I hope that the Taoist Master will do less evil in the future and have less karma."
Master Chengguang sighed and said no more. This time, Gui Zhong could be regarded as helping Qingliang Temple. It would be unreasonable to ask for so much more.
"Master Chengguang, the person in this small temple should be Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty, right? After so many years, he has caused so many disputes. He is worthy of being the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan."
Gui Zhong looked at the entrance of the small temple that was still guarded by Xing Pian with a half-smile but said something calmly.
"Huh? Is the Taoist priest here today for this matter?"
Chengguang's face changed when he heard this. If Gui Zhong really came here for the old emperor, then today's matter would be difficult. The martial arts Gui Zhong showed just now was extraordinary. Cheng Guang asked himself that even in his heyday, he would not be able to handle it.
He must be able to withstand it, let alone being seriously injured now. As for the monks in Qingliang Temple, they are no match for him. How could he not be shocked in his heart?
"Haha, Master Chengguang, don't worry. Pindao is devoted to martial arts and has no idea about the emperor. It's just that someone wants to see him. Xiaobao, come here."
Gui Zhong laughed loudly and waved for Wei Xiaobao to come over.
"Brother Dao!"
Wei Xiaobao had a smile on his face. He once again saw Gui Zhong's superb martial arts, and he was no match for those fierce lamas. He felt in his heart that he should be able to accomplish this matter.
"Let's go and see the old emperor."
Gui Zhong laughed, led Wei Xiaobao past Master Chengguang, and walked towards the entrance of the small temple.
Cheng Guang's expression changed, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed. He had no choice. He was now suffering from internal injuries. It was basically impossible to stop Gui Zhong. He could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.
"You two stop!"
Monk Xing Dian looked solemn and shouted suddenly. The Arhat stick in his hand trembled and he barricaded himself at the entrance of the small temple with the posture of a door god. Once Gui Zhong and Wei Xiaobao really wanted to go in, he would probably fight with all his strength immediately.
.
"This is terrible. This Taiyuan Taoist has an unknown origin and is extremely skilled in kung fu and swordsmanship. I am absolutely no match for him. What should I do? I can't control that much. If they really want to force their way in, it will be detrimental to the master, even if
I have to risk my life to stop them."
Xing Dian screamed inwardly that it was terrible. He thought that he was no match for the martial arts that Gui Zhong showed just now. Now that he wanted to force his way into the place where his old emperor cultivated, he would have to give it a try.
"Well, you are a loyal man. Don't worry, I won't do anything bad to your emperor and master."
Gui Zhong smiled faintly, and suddenly his body flashed, and his magical movements began to change. The figures overlapped one another. Suddenly, more than a dozen cyan shadows appeared, which was dazzling and could not be seen clearly at all. Xingman roared wildly, and in his hand
He was about to swing the big stick to fight, but suddenly his body stiffened, and four or five acupuncture points on his chest were hit in succession. All the energy and blood in his body were blocked, making it impossible to move.
Naturally, it was Gui Zhong who suddenly tapped Monk Xingdi's acupuncture points to prevent him, a reckless man, from coming up to fight.
Wei Xiaobao followed Gui Zhong and swaggered into the small temple. Naturally, no one could stop him now.
As soon as the light dimmed, the two of them had already entered the temple. The small temple was very simple and small. On the right hand side was an earthen kang, on which two people were sitting on a futon. There was a large Buddhist character painted on the wall.
Among the two people sitting upright, there was an old monk with a white beard and an old face. Next to him was a middle-aged monk with a fair complexion and a hint of grace and luxury. Just by looking at him, you could tell that this man was extraordinary.
"Amitabha, why do you two come to see this poor monk?"
The middle-aged monk opened his eyes and looked at Gui Zhong and Wei Xiaobao calmly. He didn't look panicked at all. He had deep concentration and extraordinary bearing.
Gui Zhong didn't say anything, but Wei Xiaobao who was beside him stepped forward and knelt on the ground, "Slave Wei Xiaobao, the deputy chief of the Imperial Guards, comes to kowtow to the old emperor."
This kid was very proficient in a set of movements. He was obviously used to it from daily drills. Looking at Gui Zhong, he shook his head secretly. If he had to learn these movements and tone by himself, there would be no way he would be able to do it.
"A poor monk is an idiot. As for the old prince and so on, the benefactor doesn't need to mention it anymore. Please invite him quickly."
Monk Xingchi was the Buddhist name given to Emperor Shunzhi after he became a monk. Seeing Wei Xiaobao's actions and title, he already understood his identity and purpose, and stretched out his hands to help Wei Xiaobao up.
"Xiaobao, since you have met Master Xingchi, I will go out first."
Gui Zhong didn't want to listen to these two people chatting here, so he said something, glanced at the Emperor Shunzhi and the old monk Yulin again, and walked out of the small temple in one step. Before going out, he untied the monk Xingdi's clothes.
of acupuncture points.
"Master Chengguang, everything is okay now. Wei Xiaobao is a person close to the current emperor. He came here this time to have something to say to Master Xingchi, so let's go first."
Gui Zhong met Master Chengguang and saw that he still looked nervous. He felt a little funny and said quickly. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piotian.net