The purple bamboo forest is shrouded in clouds and mist, and precious animals are walking through it. Next to the stream in the forest, the clear water reflects the clear shadows, and the lavender bamboo leaves fall in the water and float slowly.
Yin Benchu was dressed in a plain white robe, holding a roll of light green bamboo slips, lowering his head and giving a martial arts lecture to his direct descendants.
As he grew older, he began to gradually delegate his power. He entered the martial arts world at a young age. After becoming accustomed to bloody killings, he preferred to fish and educate children.
If it were in the past, after a period of time, he would have gone to Wangjing, become an official if he was brave enough, and joined the Zhou family, in exchange for the Yin family's layout in Yizhou remaining unchanged.
But now, there are many changes in the world, and Yizhou is as strong as ever, but it is also gradually showing its shortcomings, so it was delayed.
"Martial arts, what is martial arts? Simply put, what is practiced is martial arts, what is cultivated is skills. If you practice martial arts without practicing martial arts, you will be in vain. If you practice martial arts without practicing skills, you will drown in the river. The two are balanced. Which one do you think is more important?"
Yin Benchu asked softly towards the three children and grandchildren in front of him.
When the three children heard this, they naturally couldn't wait to answer.
One person talks about kung fu, another person talks about skills, and another person says it’s both, but that’s the whole story.
"What you three little guys said is correct even if you say it is wrong. It is also wrong if you say it is wrong."
Yin Ben laughed loudly when he heard this.
"For ordinary warriors and grassroots civilians, it is natural to practice martial arts well. If you want to gain fame and profit in the martial arts world, if you only practice martial arts, you will not be able to defeat anyone in the same realm. What can you do to win?
Therefore, we can only practice skills and killing skills! This is also the reason why some wandering warriors are able to cross borders and conquer.
Of course, such a person can only be stronger than a moment, and the road to martial arts becomes narrower the further back he goes.
As for practicing both, it sounds best, but why not eat minced meat? It only adds to the laughing stock."
"But people like us are different." Yin Benchu held the bamboo slips in his hand and glanced at the fish that were playing quickly among the bamboo leaves in the stream.
"Those with strong talents can do both, while those with average talents should focus on practicing. Like you, it is best to practice the skills first, and then refine the skills when you have reached the point where you can't make any progress."
After the words fell, a child became unconvinced and scratched his neck: "How come we are not talented enough? Besides, Grandpa, you have already said it, if you practice martial arts without practicing skills, you will drown in the river.
If you keep practicing, if you go out and encounter a thief, won't you be helpless and become a piece of meat on the chopping board?"
Yin Benchu laughed loudly, "The comparison of talent strength and weakness is not among the people in the clan, but among the people in the world. What do you think your qualifications mean?"
He dropped the bamboo slips in his hands on the ground, stood up, and looked at the stretching sea of bamboo.
"As for traveling abroad, you and other family members have no shortage of anything. Naturally, you will go out to travel when there is no way to get in.
At that time, let alone the integration of skills and skills, just saying that the true skills are perfect, it will be enough to protect yourself. At this time..."
Yin Ben raised his hand slightly at first, then lowered his hand.
The next moment, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the continuous sea of bamboo in the distance seemed to be pressed lightly by an invisible big hand. In an instant, they were all pressed down, and they were shortened by more than ten meters!
For a time, several people had a wide field of vision, and could even see the exquisite white jade tower at the east gate of the Yin family!
"Tell me, grandpa, I have seventy years of skill in this palm. Even if I don't use any skills, how many people in this world can stop it?"
None of the children spoke, they were all staring and motionless. They were still immersed in the amazing scene just now.
"Brother Benchu, you are really quite leisurely and elegant." At this moment, not far away, from the depths of the bamboo forest behind the creek, a figure walked out.
It was a black-faced monk. The monk was tall and tall, with a full body and a red dot on his body. There was a green agate Buddha string wrapped around his neck.
As soon as the monk appeared, his eyes fell on the old man in white shirt by the stream.
"Just now, spies have summoned us. Something happened to the patrol officer who went to Fenqiu Lake. Li Yunhu of the Haoran Sect was beaten to death on the spot..."
"He was beaten to death directly? Haha, it seems that Master Qingliang also has a moderate temperament.
Man, just on this aspect alone, I quite admire him.
But Yinhu still has to deal with it, and I will send someone to explain the situation and make compensation." Yin Benchu waved his hand and drove away the children in front of him, with a smile on his face, obviously in a good mood.
"Not only Li Yunhu, but Zhang Xiuzhi and Nie Wan who were in charge of the patrol, as well as the twelve zodiac killers of the Black Hand Tower that we invited, were also beaten to death..." The black-faced monk rubbed the rosary beads in his hand and paused.
After a pause, he continued.
Yin Benchu's expression froze, his smile slowly disappeared, and his brows began to frown.
"I heard that Zhang Xiuzhi was not well-known, but he actually had a very high status in Jinfang Water Temple and was beaten to death...?
Moreover, the twelve zodiac killers are not weak in strength, and their life-saving methods are even more unique. Some of them have very mysterious backgrounds, how could it be..."
"Yes, according to intelligence personnel and the few surviving juniors, although Lin Junmo is a Buddhist, he also practices new methods. It seems that because of this, his temperament is defective.
However, his strength is indeed so powerful that it is beyond expectations. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is powerful.
At that time, Li Yunhu followed the instructions and spoke to stimulate the other party. The latter was silent at first, then suddenly exploded, and finally showed his terrifying strength, defeating Zhang Xiuzhi and others." The black-faced monk explained carefully.
"According to my concerns, this person's strength may be close to our level. If he breaks through again..." The monk's voice was a little fearful.
"It's not that simple. From enlightenment to the heaven, purity of the Dharma, to holding the destiny star, every step depends not only on talent, but also on opportunity.
And he doesn't have many chances." Yin Benchu said calmly.
"This time he showed his hidden strength, which was indeed beyond our expectations. But after breaking the game, it was a bigger killing game. The chess player also changed from us to the entire Yizhou Wulin.
This is a conspiracy."
After a pause, Yin Benchu said with a smile: "If it were me, there are only two ways to break the situation. One is for Master Qingliang to attain Buddhist enlightenment, and the other is for him to come up with a way to break the Taizhou Jiudu battlefield.
hehe."
The black-faced monk twitched his face, "Are you going to take action?"
"I have withdrawn from the world for a long time." Yin Benchu shook his head.
"If you don't take action, the fifteenth level of hell will be taken by my little Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple." The black-faced monk smiled and said directly.
"The dead grassland is named Yin, Fenqiu Lake can give it to you." Yin Benchu said.
The black-faced monk thought carefully, "What should we do next? You have to do your best."
Although he doesn't want to admit it, at the beginning of the printing process, this person's brain is indeed very clever, and he is very good at conspiracy and conspiracy.
"There is nothing we need to do, but you, Little Wanfo Temple, can take the lead and speak out and reprimand him for his series of actions. At this time, he will either resist stubbornly or run away in panic.
If it's the former, you can rest assured and simply follow the general trend and win both fame and profit. The latter requires more arrangements. Fame can be gained but profit is hard to come by." Yin Benchu said softly.
"Indeed, if a person like this escapes, he will be in serious trouble!" The black-faced monk nodded with deep understanding.
"I have a method. It is said that this person is very concerned about the flaws in the realm, or has a desire for it. If he attacks at this point, with his current temperament, and then uses words to stimulate him, his confidence can increase by 30%." The first answer from the printed version.
"He is worthy of being a great figure in the air back then. With his ability in planning, I'm afraid he will be a tutor again when he joins the imperial court! The fourth and third prince of the Yin family, one more prince!" The black-faced monk touched his palms and laughed.
Yin Benchu said calmly: "This arrangement is partly due to his own self-defeat, being too arrogant and unjust. Most of it is against the general trend, and Yin is just adding fuel to the flames."
The general trend he mentioned was the replacement of the three major Buddhist lines in Chi County.
"The general trend? Haha, indeed, this is the general trend!" The black-faced monk was very excited.
"There can be no accidents this time. Let the killing monk take action. If possible, you can also contact the Prajna Hall of Landa Temple. That will be more foolproof." Yin Benchu reminded.
"No problem. I'm familiar with Qing Deng, so I can ask him to take action." The black-faced monk nodded solemnly. Although he felt it was unnecessary, he still agreed.
Monk Qing Deng is the head of the Prajna Hall of Landa Temple.
To be able to secure the first position in the Prajna Hall in Landa Temple is a terrifying strength!
After he said that, he turned around and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest, disappearing quickly.
When I first saw this, I picked up the bamboo slips at my feet again, sat on the bluestone, and read them from time to time, but my eyes were in a daze, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
Fenqiu Mountain, the sun is just right.
Standing on the top of this active volcano, Lin Mo could clearly see the lava flowing in the huge irregular pool of fire.
It was a mixture of orange-red and black, with rolling bubbles and sputtering flint and magma. Under the terrifying high temperature, even the surrounding rocky ground was filled with crimson spiderweb gaps.
As if pregnant with something terrible.
Wu Ziyang stood behind Lin Mo, looking at the thick back in front of him.
From time to time there was a popping sound in my ears, like firecrackers.
The huge bubbles on the surface of the magma burst, and countless rubbles suddenly flew out, shooting into the air, and finally scattered like fireworks.
"Buddha's head..." He took a deep breath and stepped forward, "The Seven Seas Alliance has now replied to the letter. The content is for us to handle on our own and act at our own discretion...
The imperial court's tone was very strong and meant to hold people accountable. However, recently, there have been a lot fewer rangers practicing in Fenqiu Lake and Dead Grasslands, and some of them have unfamiliar faces..."
The meaning of the Seven Seas Alliance is very simple, that is, it doesn't care and lets you make trouble.
As for the decrease in casual cultivators, it means something big is about to happen.
"It doesn't matter, if we hold this matter accountable, we still use the excuse of the demon An Zi from the Thousand Feathers Realm to block it, saying that Nie Wan is the An Zi. Not only did he bewitch Zhang Xiuzhi of the Jin Fang Shui Temple, but he also invited the five killers of the Black Hand Tower.
The intention was not good for me, and he took the opportunity to occupy Fenqiu Palace, kill the grassland, and disrupt the plan of Ten Thousand Bones Forest. In the end, he found a way to stop it for me." Lin Mo said casually.
"That's...ok." Wu Ziyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Now he was tied to Lin Mo. He was both prosperous and defeated. Naturally, there was only one way to go to the dark side.
"By the way, have you found any traces of flaws on the dead grassland?" Lin Mo asked again.
"This is indeed true. There are several areas where the concentration of vitality increases abnormally, which may be a flaw." Wu Ziyang responded.
"Send more people to patrol those places." Lin Mo reminded, waving his hand to signal the other party to step back.
Wu Ziyang showed hesitation on his face and hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Lin Mo asked.
"In addition to the imperial court, there are rumors that there are masters going down the mountain to Ten Thousand Bones Forest, such as Haoran Sect, Hanjing Jade Gate, Jinfang Water Temple, Shuhou Mansion, Jinghuang Gate, and Xiaowanfo Temple..." Every time Wu Ziyang said a name,
The heart skipped a beat.
These names, in Yizhou, all represent real big forces, which have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Every move can make the world of Yizhou move.
There is no need to say more about the purpose of this trip down the mountain to the Ten Thousand Bones Forest.
One force is terrifying, enough to make people fear and inexplicably fear them. So many forces...
Just thinking about it makes people feel weak all over and their scalp is numb.
"It's okay." Lin Mo was silent for a moment and said calmly.
He looked at the Fenqiu Mountain Flame Pond on the side, and a large ball of magma shot out, leaving behind a rain of fire, like a shooting star.
"I know about this. Don't worry. During this period, you should focus on the flaws."
Wu Ziyang nodded slightly and then left quietly.
Lin Mo stood alone on Fenqiu Mountain, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.
No matter how powerful it is, no matter how bright and beautiful it is, if there is no actual strength to support it, it will be like this magma. It only shines for a moment, and finally has to fall into the dust.
"So everything in the world is false, only power is true."
Lin Mo slowly closed his eyes, feeling the Holy Demon Embryo in his body and the surging energy.
I have to admit that whether it is Zhang Xiuzhi or the last white rat and leopard, their strength is
All very good.
Especially the latter two, their energy and methods were even in his eyes no worse than the old Mr. Minghong.
He used the black dragon to capture all his accumulated wealth, which directly offset his months of hard work.
Golden lava keeps ejecting from behind the forest.
Lin Mo felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart, and the Dharma patterns in his body were constantly being reorganized and outlined. The Dharma Body of Mara was hidden deep in his body, and it was densely covered with terrifying and complicated patterns and symbols.
It can almost be noticed with the naked eye. It becomes more and more solid and quickly becomes like a solid object.
After the Dharmakaya is the Dharma Appearance. Compared with the Dharma Body, the Dharmakaya has a completely different texture.
This process is a process of transformation.
Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes, his whole person was calm and peaceful, which was in sharp contrast to the violent scene inside his body.
"There is still one magic mark left."
He was talking to himself, and after he finished speaking, a strange purple-green pattern appeared on his pale face.
This is Taoism. The long-term transformation of the true spirit is never without side effects. Even if he has the talent beads, tries to practice in the most perfect way, and has the Overlord's destiny, the body of the blue dragon, and the suppression of the holy demon Yuan Fei, there is a limit after all.
of.
This time, his improvement was a bit big. After all, he ate seven people in one breath...
Lin Mo closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then opened them again, and the blue lines on his face disappeared instantly.
"No matter what, the last step of the magic pattern is left. The True Lord will be consummated soon." He looked at the huge lake of fire at the bottom of the mountain, turned around and ran down the mountain.
The last spell pattern is also simple, just take advantage of the imperfections and Yangchao that will come soon, and complete it together.
By then, he also wanted to see what level his combat power had reached among the Great Sages.
After all, since the Second Tribulation of his True Lord, he hasn't made a move with all his strength for a long time.
Now ask yourself, if you encounter characters like Dibarana again, you don't even need to use the Great Destruction or sneak attack situation, maybe you can kill them with just a few moves.
So much so that some of my daily hands-on activities now feel like playing.
Even he doesn't know how strong he is now.
Thinking in my heart, I descended to the bottom of Fenqiu Mountain in one breath.
Just when we were about to change our route to the dead grassland, a cold wind suddenly blew.