What was displayed in front of the void was not a rare treasure, nor a magical secret book, nor a magical weapon that people in the world dreamed of. It was empty, very empty, and the whole attic was empty.
This is a huge hexagonal open space with tightly closed walls. There is no support pillar inside. On the left hand side, in the dark corner, there is a wooden ladder leading straight up, which leads to the second floor.
The only path.
It was so dark inside that nothing could be seen clearly. However, what really surprised Niwu was that in the middle of the empty attic, there was a huge Buddha statue, four or five feet high, solemn and solemn, and magnificent in appearance.
Xuanwu narrowed his eyes slightly. With the internal energy behind him, he could see clearly even in the dark. In front of the huge Buddha statue, he could clearly see three figures.
These three people are all wearing gray robes and have bald heads. They are obviously three old monks, because the beard on his chin is very long and has been pulled down to the chest and abdomen.
There is an old man in the middle, tall and tall, with a broad face. Sitting there, he has a solemn and solemn feeling that makes people pay attention to him.
There is an old man on the left. He is thin and skinny, with dry skin all over his body. His eyes are deeply sunken. Even when he is sitting, he gives people a venomous snake-like feeling. This reminds nothing of Zhao.
The old man named Xu next to Lin.
The old monk on the right has a kind face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a fat face and a slightly fat body. However, he has his eyes closed at this time, and there is no trace of mercy at all.
The three of them sat cross-legged quietly in front of the huge Buddha statue, motionless, as if it were carved from stone. If nothing could be seen clearly, in the darkness and haziness, one would have thought that there were three old monks carved before this Buddha statue?
The three of them sat upright in front of the Buddha statue, with their eyes closed, as if they were listening to the Buddha's wonderful words, comprehending the principles of heaven and earth, practicing Zen there, meditating, and understanding that life is based on the Buddha's Dharma.
But that's not what shocked Xianwu the most. What really shocked Xianwu was that on these three motionless bodies, he felt a strong and powerful force flowing slowly, which was a manifestation of profound internal strength.
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Even when meditating, the strong Qi in the body will flow slowly along specific meridians unconsciously. This is not something that can be controlled artificially, but is an automatic regulation and nourishment of the body after the skill reaches a certain level.
What does this mean? It means that the skills of each of the three old monks in front of me are no less than that of Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.
It is really surprising that in such a remote place in Dali, a small Tianlong Temple actually has three first-class masters who are not weaker than the abbot of Shaolin. Anyone in the world will return in disgust.
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Even if it was nothingness, if his skill hadn't increased greatly recently, he would have had no choice but to turn around and run away when he saw these three old monks. Even now, he had to face and deal with them carefully.
Whoosh
Just when Wuwu was secretly concentrating on guarding, a sharp sound broke through the air, and a sharp sword-like sound wave was drawn in the darkness, which was sharp and shocking.
Xuanwu turned sideways in a hurry, and a powerful finger force passed by his cheek, causing his skin to ache and swell, and a fingerprint immediately appeared on the wall behind him.
He suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The power of this finger was infinitely superior to Duan Zhengming's Yang finger. It was much stronger in terms of momentum, speed, and even strength.
At this moment, another sharp sound pierced the sky, this time from the left. This time the void was ready. He immediately raised his left hand, flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind came out, and the finger
The force collided together, making a slight sound and then the two canceled out.
The previous sword was issued by the fat old monk on the right. His middle finger stretched out, and a strong force was inspired. The Zhongzheng was vast and indomitable. This was one of the Six Meridian Divine Swords.
Zhongchong sword.
The latter sword was issued by the slender old monk on the left. The sword was light and agile, and the speed was extremely fast. Xianwu saw that he was using the little finger of his right hand to issue it, which was among the six-meridian divine swords.
Don't rush the sword.
The two old monks on the left and right have already taken action, so the one in the middle should also take action. I don't know which sword of the Six Meridians Divine Sword he is practicing, Xu Wu thought in his heart.
Huh, a slight sound of clothes came. This time, Xianwu was fully alert and his spiritual sense was fully opened. He heard it immediately and immediately turned his head to look at the burly old man in the middle.
As soon as his eyes settled down, he saw a huge thumb pushing forward. Suddenly, he felt as if a huge mountain was slamming towards him, with a powerful and earth-shattering momentum.
The Shaoshang Sword is the most powerful sword among the Six Meridian Divine Swords, and it is also the sword that requires the most internal strength. It is extremely powerful and comes at you with overwhelming momentum.
Xuanwu's eyes suddenly froze, he clenched his right fist, and with a low roar, he struck hard at the oncoming Shaoshang Sword with a Xuankong fist from his right hand, with all his strength surging forward, like a huge wave across the sky, sweeping forward.
Peng
The fist and the sword energy collided together. The fist of the void was terrifying and boundless. It had the power to smash the heaven and the earth and collapse the sky. Although the Shaoshang sword was powerful, as if there was a strong wind and rain, it was still crushed by the fist of the void.
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Before Xingwu's remaining punch was eliminated, he immediately let out a heavy muffled sound, and a new force surged toward his fist. Suddenly, the force on his fist increased greatly, and his speed accelerated, heading directly towards the old man in front of him.
Beat it out.
The man moved with the fist, and driven by the powerful fist, his body rushed forward, like a cannonball fired instantly, rushing forward.
Opposite, the burly old man standing in the middle snorted coldly. His eternally motionless body suddenly stood up, and his tall body stood up, making him look even more imposing.
With a loud roar, he opened the five fingers of his right hand and slapped forward with a huge palm. The huge palm whistled with the strong wind. The old man's skill was also extremely profound and boundless, just like the five-finger mountain of Tathagata Buddha.
, and pressed hard towards the void.
Peng
When the two struck each other, a powerful wave suddenly surged out, and the light in the void eyes was strong. Even if it was the Tathagata Buddha's Five Finger Mountain, I would punch one through. The iron fist struck forward with boundless force.
Veins suddenly burst out on the old man's arms like iron pillars, and the huge palms were filled with terrifying force, pressing forward. The two faced each other in the air for a short while. During this period, the internal strength and energy of the two people
I don't know how many times they fought. Finally, the old man groaned and stepped back. After all, his skill was not as powerful as the powerful force of nothingness.dd