Behind the two of them, a dark golden cloud and a white cloud each held up a futon. Monk Yuanjue and Monk Condor sat cross-legged on the futons, looking at their disciples with smiles.
Just like the clouds at the feet of Lu Qian and Snow Cliff Monk.
The dark golden clouds under Lu Qian's feet were dignified, thick, extremely restrained, and full of inexplicable suppressive power.
The white clouds that the Snow Cliff Monk stepped on were clear and spiritual, with wisps of extremely cold snow light rolling inside.
This cloud head is also the external manifestation of the different paths of Buddhism practiced by the two people.
Lu Qian looked up and down at Xueya Monk, who was also looking at him with bright eyes, looking up and down at him.
The snow cliff monk is ten feet tall, just like the condor monk, and the twenty-odd monks from the Dami Jinlun Temple who are traveling with him. His skin is as white as snow, his lips are slightly the color of ice, and his eyes are filled with silver light, awe-inspiring and formidable.
people.
He was tall and strong, and his muscles were extremely obvious under his thin monk robes. He was as imposing as a statue made of steel.
And Lu Qian had just walked out of the pool of merit, and had just recast his body. He was a Taoist, and he had not yet had time to collect the strange signs of his body. He was three feet and six feet tall, like a glaring Vajra, with a powerful body, more powerful than the Snow Cliff Monk.
ten times.
He was wearing the monk's robes and cassocks given by the monk Yuanjue, and the precious light shone brightly.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Lu Qian nodded towards the Snow Cliff Monk: "Brother, please!"
Monk Xueya clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, but he did not move or make a sound.
Lu Qian was stunned, and suddenly remembered the agreement between Monk Yuanjue and Monk Shenjiu. He laughed loudly and took out an ordinary monk's robe made of silkworm silk from Beiming Ring. There was a strong light on his body.
Dasheng, taking advantage of the cover of the light, changed his monk clothes and cassocks.
Well, the two great monks agreed that they could not use any external objects in their fight.
After putting on an ordinary monk's robe without any defensive capabilities, Lu Qian smiled and saluted Monk Xueya again with his hands together: "Now, Senior Brother Xueya, please!"
Only then did the Snow Cliff Monk smile and said calmly: "Junior Brother Fa Hai, after all, Senior Brother ascended a hundred and eighty years earlier than you, so I have taken advantage of you... Therefore, I let you take action first!"
Lu Qian laughed "hehe".
This Snow Cliff Monk is just like his master, the Condor Monk, who is fastidious, stingy and not a generous person.
Lu Qian had just 'forgot' to change his monk's robes and cassocks, so he remained silent and acted inscrutable. When Lu Qian took off the set of items with astonishing defensive power, he started to act mischievously.
Ascension one hundred and eighty years earlier, is that called taking advantage?
Tsk, if Lu Qian ascended for 800 years and Xueya Monk ascended for 980 years, it would be fair to say that he ascended for 180 years as early as possible.
But Lu Qian had just stepped out of the pool of merit and replaced himself with a Buddhist disciple who had ascended to the lower realms. He didn't even have time to replenish his magic power, and he didn't even have time to replace any magical powers. So you rushed to knock on the door!
What do you call taking a slight advantage?
Lu Qian laughed: "You really want me to make the first move? The ugly thing is before me, junior brother, I am in the lower world and have a bad background... I grew up on the street and then entered Buddhism... Junior brother, I have limited qualifications and low understanding.
, I have not read a few Buddhist scriptures, so when I act, it is inevitable that there is still a bit of smoke and fire in the market!"
Snow Cliff Monk waved his hand very magnanimously: "That's all, junior brother, please take action first."
Lu Qian nodded.
In front of everyone, in the clear sky, you said so yourself, then you are responsible for all the consequences.
In his mind, the wind dragon entwined on the prison pagoda suddenly glowed brightly. Lu Yi's body swayed, and his huge body rushed in front of the Snow Cliff Monk at a terrifying speed.
Snow Cliff Monk's pale silver pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were still locked on Lu Qian's original position, where there was still an afterimage of Lu Qian. But Lu Qian's body had already reached him with terrifying high speed.
in front of!
The breeze surrounded Lu Qian, and Lu Qian was flying rapidly in the wind without making any sound!
His whole body turned into a wisp of smart breeze, blending into this world...natural, smooth and harmonious!
Then, the smoky tricks of the market came!
Lu Qian gathered most of his strength and kicked Xueya Monk's vital part with an extremely fierce kick.
The Condor Monk's expression changed, he stood up abruptly and angrily yelled: "How dare you!"
Monk Yuanjue let out a long laugh of "haha" and swayed his body in front of Monk Condor. He didn't say anything and just stared at him.
Monk Condor's expression suddenly changed. He took a deep breath and slowly sat back on the futon.
Lu Qian's kick hit the target firmly, with a loud noise, and the Snow Cliff Monk groaned. His body suddenly bent ninety degrees, his face turned red as if soaked in blood, and his body was kicked backwards.
It flew straight out and flew backwards for nearly a thousand miles with a snap of a finger.
A cloud of silvery and cold Buddha light emerged around him. The Snow Cliff Monk used his magical power to freeze his body, and his bright red face turned pale. He took a deep breath, and his body twisted at ninety degrees, and he couldn't straighten up for a long time.
Body.
His hands were covering his vital parts in an unsightly manner, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead drop by drop.
Different from Lu Qian.
Snow Cliff Monk was in the lower world. When he was just born, he was regarded as the reincarnation of the true Buddha. He was introduced to the Buddhist holy land with the highest status and the most powerful power in the world to receive elite training.
When he was still in the Little Fierce Realm, he traveled around, slayed demons and demons, and accumulated external skills. He was surrounded by at least seven or eight powerful deities and protectors who were secretly and openly accompanying him.
The truth is, even if there is a rabbit that has become a spirit, if it is possible to pose a threat to the Snow Cliff Monk, the whole family of this rabbit will be killed by a group of ruthless people as early as when they are still thousands of miles away from the Snow Cliff Monk.
The great monk was executed by his entire family!
Growing up in such an environment, Snow Cliff Monk had a smooth life. All the demons and monsters he fought against were carefully selected by Buddhist monks.
After ascending to the upper world, he immediately became the true inheritor of the Buddhist lineage of Monk Condor... and the only true inheritor of the Buddha's lineage!
For one hundred and eighty years, he has been following Monk Condor, chanting sutras, meditating, and understanding Buddhism...Had he ever seen such a fierce, brutal, ruthless, and even a bit nasty monk like Lu Qian?
This kick...
Lu Qian gathered most of his strength, but he also used nearly a peng of power!
And during the one hundred and eighty years of hard training, Snow Cliff Monk only accumulated nearly one peng of physical strength!
The physical strength of this Peng is enough to suppress the ordinary Buddhist body cultivation of seven or eight heavens... This is the greatest confidence that Monk Condor and Monk Xueya lead to Dajue Temple to compete for Qionghua Mountain and Liuxia River!
A man was hit somewhere with a vital point by an attack equivalent to his strongest strength... Whoever has tried this sour feeling knows!
The hem of the monk's robe on the Snow Cliff Monk came out, and a ball of blood spread out.
Then, drops of blood continued to fall along the front hem of the monk's robe.
Monk Condor stared closely at Monk Yuanjue beside him.
Monk Yuanjue looked at Monk Condor with a smile.
The faces of the twenty-odd disciples brought by the condor monk turned pale. They all looked fierce and wanted to do something, but looking at the countless monks of Dajue Temple watching from all directions, they all gave up all the anger in their hearts.
Pressed down.
This is the home base of Dajue Temple. If they dare to take action... the consequences will be unimaginable.
After a while, the Snow Cliff Monk straightened up.
A gleam of silver and cold Buddha light swirled around his body, and the Snow Cliff Monk's face returned to its original color, and the large blood stain on the monk's robe disappeared.
After all, he has practiced hard for 180 years in the secret arts of the Dami Jinlun Temple. The body of the Snow Cliff Monk is still extremely strong and strong, and he recovers from injuries very quickly.
He shook his head, eyes spitting out anger, staring straight at Lu Qian, and said very deeply: "Junior brother Fahai is the first person who can really hurt me in so many years... As expected, above
The world is the upper world...Senior brother, I can be said to suppress the world in the lower world, and I have never been able to resist, but today, I can let go and have a hearty battle!"
Lu Qian smiled and nodded. Around him, a large white mist rose.
The hurricane roared, and the fog turned into large clouds, flying rapidly in all directions. At least more than 3,000 figures of Lu Qian were mixed in the clouds and loomed everywhere. The sound of the rapid flow of the hurricane shook all directions, and the long roar of Lu Qian
It sounded from all directions at the same time: "Then, take my second move!"
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Snow Cliff Monk, and kicked towards the injured area where Snow Cliff Monk had just been injured.
The Snow Cliff Monk subconsciously closed his legs suddenly and leaned forward slightly. A large piece of cold Buddha light fell forward like a heavy rain, and then he punched the figure with all his strength.
Almost at the same time that Xueya Monk hit the figure with a heavy punch, Lu Qian himself appeared behind Xueya Monk.
It is still a move that has a very strong atmosphere of fireworks in the market.
Lu Qian stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and the two fingers were flashing with dazzling electric light. He also used the strength of nearly a peng, with the force of thunder, amidst the exclamations of countless monks in Dajue Temple,
The shouts, the wild laughter, and the bursts of laughter hit a very indecent vital point.
With a miserable howl, Snow Cliff Monk's body flashed with electric light. His belly bulged forward, his body bent backward, and his hands subconsciously covered his back.
It doesn’t matter what magical powers you practice.
No matter what secret method you practice.
At this moment, the violent thunder turned into a prison-suppressing force, hitting the vital point with extremely terrifying force.
All the internal organs and intestines were spasming and twitching, and were crushed into a small ball by the prison-suppressing force.
Endless pain struck, and the Snow Cliff Monk's eyes went dark.
Lu Qian stretched out his hands with an expressionless expression, hugged Xueya Monk's head, and turned his head 360 degrees with a 'snap'.
The next moment, Lu Qian's body turned into a strong wind, appeared above the Snow Cliff Monk, and stepped heavily on his lower abdomen.
With a loud noise, Snow Cliff Monk fell to the ground like a meteor, and hit the Vajra Forest outside Dajue Temple. The ground shook slightly, and there was a constant sound of bones breaking in Xue Cliff Monk's body. On the unusually solid Vajra soil, a