No one expected the outcome of this battle, which ended up being a lose-lose outcome for both parties!

As the figures of Xu Ziyi and Fu Cailin flew backwards from the boulder in the center of the river, Fu Junqiang came first and caught Fu Cailin's body, while Shifei Xuan and the four holy monks behind her went straight to Xu Ziyi.

Master is so hot!

The petite Fu Junqiang hugged the tall Fu Cailin, naturally looking extremely awkward. But before she could stand firm, a burst of violent flame energy from Fu Cailin's body made Fu Junqiang tremble.

Fortunately, the two dragons just happened to support Fu Junqiang and Fu Cailin!

As soon as Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling took it, it was as hot as lava, and they almost had to throw away their hands.

At the same time, the two of them noticed that there was a burnt black palm mark on Master's chest. Apparently, the burning heat on his body originated from here.

After noticing something strange about Fu Cailin's body, the two of them instinctively activated the "Eternal Life Secret" to heal his injuries. Since the two of them practiced the Immortality Secret, Gao Zhong's internal energy was extremely cold, while Xu Ziling's internal energy was extremely hot.

After passing through Gao Li's group and Fu Cailin's guidance, the two of them faced the essence of their own lives, and thus the true energy of their longevity secrets was once again sublimated.

Now that the two of them saw Fu Cailin being seriously injured and defeated, they instinctively used the longevity formula to neutralize the violent volcanic eruption in Fu Cailin's body.

Obviously different from Zi Ling's extreme heat, the proud flame energy flowing through Fu Cailin's body was too overbearing and violent. Even with the two of them working together to neutralize it, it was barely improved.

"Xiao Zhong, Xiao Ling, you don't have to worry about me!"

Feeling the yin and yang power instilled by the two of them, the pale-faced Fu Cailin shook his head.

As a pioneer who understands the secret of life, Fu Cailin understands better than the two dragons that Xu Ziyi's true energy is significantly different now than before.

The violence, which was like a volcanic eruption, was no longer something that the two dragons could resolve together!

"Master!"

However, when Shuanglong heard this, his eyes were filled with tears. Instead, he tried his best to expel the violent energy in Fu Cailin's body.

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At the same time, Xu Ziyi, who was bleeding profusely, was surrounded by Shi Fei Xuan and others as soon as he landed on the other side.

"Your descendant of Cihang Jingzhai is really still haunted!"

Slowly covering the sword wound on his abdomen with his right hand, Xu Ziyi said without any trace of panic.

"If Mr. Xu voluntarily goes to Jingzhai with Fei Xuan to live in seclusion in the mountains at this time, and no longer interferes in the overall situation of the world, Fei Xuan can guarantee the safety of the young master..."

Seeing Xu Ziyi, who was already dyed red all over with blood, the concubine, who looked like a fairy under the moonlight, slowly spoke.

"What a retreat to the mountains and forests, so I have to thank you for your mercy..."

Hearing what Master Fei Xuan said, Xu Ziyi couldn't help but laugh.

"Whether the overall situation of the world has changed or not, how can one family's words count? Guizhai is too overbearing, isn't he?"

Suddenly, an old Taoist with greasy robes appeared in front of Xu Ziyi, and it turned out to be Zhang Sanfeng.

"Taoist Master, I don't know what to call Master Ning of Daomen..."

Looking at the slovenly old Taoist in front of her, Shifei Xuan's beautiful eyes moved, and she seemed to feel that the sloppy old Taoist in front of her was extraordinary, so she deliberately mentioned the "Sanren" Ning Daoqi.

"Little girl, you don't have to use Ning Daoqi's name to suppress the old Taoist. The old Taoist has long wanted to learn his Sanshou Bapu!"

Hearing the implication of Shi Feixuan's words, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled.

"If you want to take Xiaoyou Xu away today, you must first go through the old way!"

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng had already taken a big step forward, and he had unknowingly taken the lead in breaking the encirclement of Shi Feixuan and the others.

"Can the four masters please take action?"

Upon hearing this, Master Fei Xuan could only sigh secretly, then she raised her hands and looked at the four holy monks beside her.

"Amitabha!"

I heard four old monks chanting the Buddha's name silently in unison and slowly stood up.

The names of the four great saintly monks were spread all over the world. Even Zhang Sanfeng, who had just arrived in the Tang Dynasty, had heard about the reputation of the four people. These four people had reached unimaginable levels in both their Buddhist attainments and their martial arts.

Looking around the Buddhist sect, probably only Master Liao Kong of Jing Nian Zen Monastery could hold down the four of them.

Four holy monks stand side by side. The first one from the left is Master Daoxin, the fourth ancestor of Zen Buddhism. At first glance, he seems to be over a hundred years old, because his pair of white eyebrows hang over his ears.

The snow-white long beard hangs down to cover the swollen belly. But if you look closely, your eyes are indeed shining with divine light, but your face is as smooth as a baby's, white and rosy, and youthful. The bald head reflects the bright moon.

Color and light. Although fat, not bloated, he looks leisurely and contented, happy and contented with his life, giving people a feeling of being kind and amiable.

And the second one is the Master of Wisdom. He is wearing a gray monk's robe and a dark brown cassock. He has a tall and straight body, a high and flat forehead, a black and shiny eyebrows, a slender face, and his eyes shine with the light of wisdom.

The eminent monk who attained enlightenment has a kind face with compassion for heaven and earth. He even chants the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Looking at the sloppy Taoist in front of him, Master Wisdom lowered his eyes and said in his heart: "Sin! Sin! This trip is not just an ordinary battle in the rivers and lakes. Please forgive me for joining forces with you to keep the donor here."

Although he said "sin", his emotions did not fluctuate at all. It can be seen that these four Buddhist masters must go all out and show no mercy in order to achieve their ideals.

Master Daoxin on the side laughed and said: "The old monk has to ask the Taoist Master for forgiveness first. As long as the Taoist Master promises not to interfere in this matter, we four old bald men will not stop the Taoist Master from leaving!"

The wisdom master lowered his eyebrows and recited: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in dreams, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

There is no need for you two to waste your words, it seems that today the old master is destined to learn the unique skills of the four of you!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he smiled and shook his head.

The two Buddhist saints felt a sense of surprise in their hearts at the same time. After they appeared, one should chant sutras and chant, and use spiritual power to remotely control the minds of the visitors, but this was the first time they met them.

As a result of people returning without success, they knew that this sloppy old Taoist's state of mind was far more stable than the two of them.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old monk in the middle is holding a Zen staff, has a graceful temperament, a tall and majestic figure, and a white beard. The remaining monk is skinny and deposed.

Black, wearing a thin gray monk's robe, he is Master Jiaxiang of the Sanlunzong Sect, whom Zhu Yuyan once praised as the best in the world for his Kuzen mystical skills.

"Zhang Sanfeng has met four holy monks!"

Seeing four eminent Buddhist monks with profound cultivation, Zhang Sanfeng still smiled and saluted before taking action.

Four monks shouted the Buddha's name together.

The voices of the four monks are different, their tones are different, their Taoism is clear and soft, their wisdom is bright, their imperial heart is powerful, and Jiaxiang's voice is hoarse. However, the voices of the four together are like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, shaking the hall, and can make people who are deeply fascinated by the sea of ​​suffering in the world.

The great dreamer of spring and autumn wakes up and realizes that life is just a spring dream!

Facing the Buddha's call to unleash the power of the four of them, Zhang Sanfeng still looked as usual and quietly stood in front of Xu Ziyi, who was sitting on the ground and adjusting his breath.

Master Jiaxiang said in his low and hoarse but clear and resounding voice: "Since the Taoist Master insists on intervening in this matter, we have no choice but to shamelessly keep the Taoist Master!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said nothing.

"Master please take action!"

Not far away, Master Fei Xuan saw Xu Ziyi adjusting his breath as if no one was around. His breath seemed to be gradually becoming more stable, so he couldn't help but speak.

"Amitabha!"

The four monks once again chanted the Buddha's name silently in unison.

Then he saw a pair of giant palms pushing towards him. It seemed that there was no clever move, and it didn't even bring out the slightest bit of strength. Even with Zhang Sanfeng's insight, he couldn't help but praise in his heart, just because the palm of the other party had reached a huge height.

The ultimate in skill and clumsiness!

Facing that big and clumsy palm, Zhang Sanfeng circled his hands in a circle, like holding a Tai Chi, and an extremely powerful force formed a whirlpool, which only caused the figure to spin three or four times, like a spinning top, like a spinning top.

Spindle.

Fortunately, the person who came here must have good martial arts skills. He finally managed to stabilize his figure, but his face was swollen and red, and he looked very embarrassed.

The person who wields the palm is none other than the Master of Wisdom. The nearly hundred years of Buddhist authentic mystical skills are pouring out like the Yangtze River. Unexpectedly, they are empty and empty without any effort. The Master of Wisdom has the unwavering state of mind.

To his surprise, just when he was about to take back part of his power, a mysterious and mysterious force made him get up involuntarily.

Venerable Emperor Xin shouted the Buddha's name, and at some point the Zen staff had arrived in his hand. At the same time, it rose up and came to the sky in front of Zhang Sanfeng, sweeping the staff with it.

The "Dzogchen Staff Technique" of Venerable Emperor Xin emphasizes the state of freedom and perfection of "making decisions everywhere and being true everywhere". It comes from nothing and returns to nowhere. No matter how tight the opponent's defense is, his Dzogchen

The stick can still flow like a stream through a dense bamboo forest.

"Well done!"

Seeing the "Great Perfection Staff Technique" of Venerable Emperor Xin, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but praise it. He saw that he waved his sleeves with both hands and turned forward in a circular motion. He struck out with both hands in a circular motion.

And this move is exactly the essence of the four words "circle turns continuously" in Tai Chi. Then circle left and right, one circle followed by another circle, big circle, small circle, flat circle, vertical circle, straight circle, diagonal circle, and so on.

A Tai Chi circle was emitted from the air, and the Emperor's Heart was trapped in the air. He immediately stumbled, and his footing was unsteady involuntarily, as if he was in a coma due to alcohol.

As for the Zen staff in his hand, it seemed as if it had become Zhang Sanfeng's arm, not listening to his orders at all.

Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene was shocked, especially Master Feixuan. She originally thought that the sloppy Taoist in front of her was just an alien in the Taoist sect. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he would definitely not be able to compare with the four holy monks.

However, as soon as everyone fought with him, they became more and more aware of the unpredictability of this sloppy old Taoist's cultivation!

In the blink of an eye, two of the four holy monks were defeated by him one after another...

Seeing this situation, Master Jiaxiang, who was regarded as the leader of the four monks, suddenly moved to the front of the two people. The newly defeated Emperor Xin moved back and met with Daoxin and Zhizhi who were guarding the left and right corners of the door. , forming a triangular formation, tightly surrounding Zhang Sanfeng in the middle.

Jiaxiang's withered long face showed no emotion at all, and his withered hands hidden in his belly poked out from the broad sleeves of his gray robe. His right hand was upright, and his left hand was held flat underneath. He said indifferently: "The Taoist priest was defeated today. Due to overconfidence, the four of us have never fought against anyone in the past twenty years, and it is difficult for us to have the desire to fight. But in order to keep you two together, we have no choice but to join forces shamelessly. It concerns the people of the world, so please forgive me for offending. "

Zhang Sanfeng, who had already shown his power, smiled and said: "The matter has come to this, it is useless to talk more, you should show the real results of your martial arts!"

Xu Ziyi, who was behind Zhang Sanfeng, was still adjusting his breath as if no one was watching. He seemed to trust Zhang Sanfeng very much. Others might not understand this master Zhang, but he knew it best.
To be continued...