() "The poor monk's Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique is used for the first time in the Central Plains. Please give me your advice!" Jin Lun Dharma King abandoned the wheel instead. He raised his hands and the gold and silver wheels were nailed to the tree with a "dang".
At the moment when the two wheels flew out, the aura of King Jinlun surged, making people look at him like looking up at a huge beast from ancient times, and they suddenly felt that they were very weak.
Qiu Chuji was frightened by this, and couldn't help but froze. He turned his head hastily, and the feeling of depression in his heart was slightly relieved, which made him even more shocked and confused.
Xiao Longnu and Grandma Sun were a little far away, but they were also surprised. Even people who were not familiar with martial arts would feel like "this person is not easy to mess with" when they saw Jin Lun Dharma King's current appearance.
Naturally, Zheng Xie would not be affected by his momentum and said loudly: "Good Kungfu. Since the King of Dharma has such magical skills, why would Huo Du have to travel thousands of miles to the Central Plains to search for martial arts?"
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is the magical power of my Daxue Mountain Temple. Huo Du has not converted to my Buddha, so naturally he cannot learn this skill." Jinlun Dharma King said this.
Among the four disciples of Jinlun Dharma King, his favorites were the fourth disciple Guo Xiang and his eldest disciple who had been dead for more than ten years. The second disciple Dalba was dull and dull, and the third disciple Huo Du was cunning and cunning, so he did not like them.
Therefore, this magical skill has never been passed down.
Zheng Xie said: "There are such magical skills in other places. It should not be underestimated. Let Zheng learn the dragon-elephant magical skill of Dharma King."
At this time, Jinlun Dharma King had already reached the ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, which was the highest level among the monks who protected the temple in the history of Daxueshan Temple. Since the completion of the temple, no one has practiced it to the tenth level.
At this time, Jin Lun Dharma King used it, and every punch and palm contained the power of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants. It was really moving vertically and horizontally. Its power was so majestic that it was completely like a giant beast from the ancient times, not like a humanoid creature at all.
Zheng Xie didn't dare to hold back anymore and struck out with all his strength.
His air-splitting palm has reached the perfect state, and this palm is no weaker than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms used by Guo Jing. However, the two of them fought with each other, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake. The momentum they unleashed made the onlookers suffocate.
"Crack!"
The two men were fighting fiercely, and a thigh-thick willow tree was struck and broken at the waist.
"Good Kung Fu!" After several moves, Jin Lun Dharma King couldn't help but praise. But he was shocked in his heart. He thought that after practicing the ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, he would be able to dominate the world. He never thought that when he first arrived in the Central Plains, he would be in his early twenties.
The young man actually has a skill that is not weaker than his own, and the feeling in his heart is indescribable.
"The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is indeed extraordinary." Zheng Xie also secretly praised in his heart. The ninth level has skills that are not weaker than the Five Ultimate Skills. If the fight continues like this, without two hundred moves, there is no way to tell the winner. He said: "
Dharma King, be careful, Zheng is going to use a trick."
Jin Lun Dharma King was shocked. Could it be that this person has not exerted all his strength? He immediately raised all his skills and was on guard.
Zheng Xie pointed it out!
One yang finger, this finger only uses the skill of the second grade.
The fourth grade and one yang finger can light five incense candles about ten feet away at the same time, and the second grade and one yang finger is more than five times stronger.
At this point, Jin Lun Dharma King felt chills on his back. This was the most dangerous time he had ever felt since he practiced the Dragon Elephant Divine Art. He immediately released all the strength he had accumulated at once and faced the Yiyang Finger.
Blast together.
Yiyang Finger is a magical skill that uses all the inner strength, spirit and life potential together. It consumes a lot of energy, but it is also infinitely powerful.
Jinlun Dharma King was so shocked that he took three steps back. An unnatural blush appeared on his face. After a few breaths, he returned to normal. Heshi put his hands together and said: "Jun Zheng's magical skills are incredible, and the poor monk admires them. Now he will go back to the temple to rebuild, and he will learn from them."
Once you have achieved something, come back and ask the layman for advice."
"Zheng is waiting here. Your Holiness invites you!" Zheng Xie cupped his fists and raised his hands in vain.
Jinlun Dharma King proclaimed the name of the Buddha, bowed to Qiu Chuji, and walked down the mountain.
Dalba quickly chased after him with a vajra in his hand, uttered a Tibetan greeting in a low voice.
Jin Lun Dharma King shook his head and quickened his pace. It didn't take long before he reached the foot of the mountain. The injuries in his body could no longer be suppressed. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the grass blades were penetrated by the energy contained in the blood.
Dalba was shocked and lost his temper, saying: "Master, it doesn't matter."
As the blood spurted out, Jin Lun Dharma King's face became much rosier and he said: "I have temporarily suppressed the injury. Let's leave immediately to return to Mongolia."
"Yes, Master."
Dalba immediately helped him up and started walking.
Jin Lun Dharma King did not dare to stay longer. He was seriously injured at this time, and his physical strength was only 30 to 40%. He could deal with ordinary martial arts masters, but if there were a few Quanzhen Seventh Level figures, he would kneel down!
"I thought I was the authentic Taoist school, but I didn't expect that I was a frog in the well." Qiu Chuji felt bitter in his heart, and his face was full of complex emotions. He bowed to Zheng Xie and said, "The poor Taoist has gone too."
After saying that, he went back in a daze.
"Brother Qiu, how are you?" When they arrived at the Quanzhen Sect's main hall, Wang Chuyi, Sun Buer and Hao Datong asked with concern.
Qiu Chuji sighed and said: "Jinlun Dharma King suffered a disastrous defeat and has left."
Wang Chuyi and others felt happy, and then became sad again. At this time, they also experienced Qiu Chuji's complicated mood.
"The Quanzhen Sect has suffered a complete defeat this time, and we have lost all face." Qiu Chuji sighed.
"Yeah..." Several people could no longer be happy. They were first frustrated by Jin Lun Dharma King, and then hit by a young man. They were so ashamed that they were ashamed.
Now, he requires his disciples to practice harder.
"Your Excellency, please come out." After Jinlun Dharma King and Qiu Chuji left, Zheng She turned his head and looked into the deep forest and said in a loud voice.
A green shadow flashed, and a slender man in green clothes appeared under the tree. This man had no expression on his face and looked as rigid as a zombie. He held a jade flute in his hand and had a cool demeanor.
At first, Zheng Xie didn't realize that anyone was spying secretly, until he and Jinlun Dharma King fought the final blow. This peak battle made the person hiding in the dark change his face, and he revealed a trace of his breath, and then he was noticed.
arrive.
Seeing this man's appearance, Zheng Xie immediately understood his identity. He had lived on Peach Blossom Island for a while, so he would not fail to recognize him.
Although Huang Yaoshi wore a mask, the jade flute in his hand, the clothes he wore and the Qing Gong he used all exposed his identity.
Zheng Xie cupped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Huang Yaoshi from Taohua Island. Zheng is not welcome."
Huang Yaoshi said: "You know me."
Zheng Xie pointed at his jade flute, chuckled, and said: "There is only one person in the world who has such skill and carries a jade flute with him. I wonder what Huang Yaoshi has to say when he comes to this humble place."
Huang Yaoshi laughed for a while and said: "Huang Laoxie was walking in the rivers and lakes. I heard people say that a great person was sent from the ancient tomb on Zhongnan Mountain. The praise was so great that I came over on a whim to find out what happened.
Now that I think about it, not only were they not exaggerating, they actually had reservations."
"It's a pity that Brother Zheng was born more than ten years late. Otherwise, he would be a perfect match for my Rong'er." Huang Yaoshi sighed. He didn't like Guo Jing very much. Ever since the couple got married and moved to Peach Blossom Island, he was alone.
People ran out to live.
"…………"
Zheng She almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, Damn, in another world, that's not what you said!
