At this time, Meng Xiuyuan really took a good look at the Zen Master Lingkong in front of him.
I saw that the monk was holding a small golden bell in his right hand, and his eyes were gleaming. Surrounded by many eminent monks, it was still very eye-catching. It can be said that the Dharma is solemn.
What's more worth mentioning is that under Kong's young and handsome appearance, Meng Xiuyuan vaguely felt the weight brought by the accumulation of time.
Obviously, the leader of the Jing Nian Zen Sect is not as old as he appears on the surface, but should be similar to the Tianshan Child Elder in his previous life. He has practiced some magical martial arts that can make people rejuvenate, so he looks so young.
"There's no need to be polite, Zen Master. No matter if it's ten moves or a hundred moves, even if two hundred people from your temple come together, I have nothing to say.
I am not here to compete in martial arts today, nor am I challenging Zen Master you alone.
The dispute over positions is of great significance, so please don’t hold back..."
Meng Xiuyuan was still polite to Zen Master Kong Kong up to this point, and did not say any serious words. He only slightly cupped his hands, then immediately took two steps back, making a gesture of letting Kong take the initiative to attack.
"Mr. Meng is indeed worthy of his reputation as a knight. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Liao Kong heard the determination in Meng Xiuyuan's words and said softly that it was a pity. He put his hands together in a salute and said no more after that.
The next moment, there was a sudden "dang" shock, and the small bell in Lukong's hand rang quietly. Then, the Zen staffs in the hands of two hundred monks around Meng Xiuyuan fell to the ground one after another, ringing in unison like a harmonic accompaniment.
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Although the "symphony" surrounding Meng Xiuyuan is not loud and does not have any murderous intent, it has an inexplicable heaviness, just like the morning bells and evening drums of a thousand-year-old temple, which can't help but make people feel distracted.
"The three realms are based on the mind, and all dharmas are based on consciousness. They don't ask for help from others. They are all created by the heart. There is nothing outside the heart. The eyes are full of black and yellow. Everything is complete..."
He closed his eyes and groaned softly, and then the momentum of the Sanskrit music around him suddenly rose. When he opened his eyes again and looked at Meng Xiuyuan, his eyes were filled with wisdom. There was no oversight or omission, and it seemed that he could see through Meng Xiuyuan's thoughts.
everything.
Meng Xiuyuan looked slightly solemn. He understood that although Ling Kong had not made any moves at this time, the struggle between the two had already begun.
In his spiritual sense, he could clearly feel that at this moment, Zen Master Liao Kong's momentum was being combined with the two hundred monks present through this Sanskrit sound formation, and was rapidly spreading to the surrounding areas.
Although Meng Xiuyuan had never seen such a strange scene, he also understood that this was the accumulation of energy before the ultimate move.
Sure enough, the next moment, this silent, shadowless and huge wave surged back from all directions, all returning to Zen Master Kong.
As soon as this momentum was released and retracted, Kong Kong had undergone a completely different transformation. Not only was it almost integrated with the entire Jing Nian Temple, but it was also imbued with the connotation of the thousands of Buddhas and Arhats in the temple, with the light of the Buddha faintly appearing behind it.
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"Mr. Meng, let me take you down the mountain..."
There was a faint sigh, and the majestic momentum suddenly erupted, like a torrential flood rushing towards his face, and fell on Meng Xiuyuan with great force.
At the same time, Liao Kong suddenly changed his body shape, turning into several figures that were indistinguishable from reality, and using the power of his palms to surround Meng Xiuyuan, who was under the influence of the momentum.
The master concubine Xuan next to her saw Meng Xiuyuan standing still, with no reaction to Kong's offensive. She knew that the "Sanskrit Sound Demon Subduing Formation" that had been used to suppress the temple for hundreds of years in Jing Nian Temple was effective. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. She just felt that today's battle was finally won.
Come down.
"Master Liokong, please hold back and don't hurt Mr. Meng's life. After all, he is not..."
Master Feixuan spoke softly, as if she wanted to intercede for Meng Xiuyuan.
But just in the middle of her words, there was another loud "dang" sound, which not only choked her next words, but also made the Zen staffs of the two hundred monks present suddenly hang in the air and no longer fall.
Looking at the scene again, I saw that Meng Xiuyuan had the white jade divine sword in his hand at some point, and Zen Master Liaokong was dragging the small brass bell in his hand, but it was cut in half from the middle and scattered on the ground.
"Good sword...good martial arts."
Liao Kong suppressed the slightly trembling right hand under his sleeve and robe, raised his head and looked at Meng Xiuyuan, his eyes could no longer calm down.
Just for a moment, he only felt a sharp sword energy rising into the sky, like a stream striking water, splitting the vast momentum he had condensed into two. At the same time, an invisible sword energy also followed, knocking the bronze bell in his hand away.
Just cut it off.
Normally, although this sword energy was fast and concealed, Liao Kong, as a peerless master, would have been able to avoid it, but at this moment, he was fully using the power of the "Sanskrit Sound Demon Subduing Formation" to suppress Meng Xiuyuan, which caused his own spiritual sense to become inaccurate.
Sensing is missing.
He really didn't expect that there was a genius like Meng Xiuyuan in the world, who was so young and mentally profound, that he could withstand his extraordinary skill, which actually put him in an extremely unfavorable situation.
"Zen Master, if you have any clever tips, please continue."
Meng Xiuyuan glanced at the dense crowd of monks around him and said that the invisible battle was over and it was time for a real sword and gun fight. He waved lightly, signaling that the monks could attack together.
When the two hundred monks saw this scene, they immediately became restless. Although each of them had a look of fear on their faces, they still did not freeze. They all raised their Zen staffs and made gestures to surround them.
Unexpectedly, Liao Kongyu suddenly stretched out his hand to stop their movements, then shook his head and said to Meng Xiuyuan in a deep voice:
"No need, Mr. Meng.
The young master just struck me with a sword that could have killed me, but he was merciful and didn't hurt me at all.
Lao Nashi no longer had the shame to start a fight with the young master, and even accidentally injured a righteous man.
In terms of intention and martial arts, I have been defeated in all my thoughts in the Zen Temple..."
As he spoke, he turned to Shi Feixuan, bowed and said:
"Today at Jing Nian Chan Monastery, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the treasure.
One day I will definitely go to the peak to kiss God and apologize to the Lord of Brahma.
Fei Xuan should ask Taoist Master Ning to take action..."
After saying this, Zen Master Lokong waved his hand again, and slowly backed away a few feet with the monks. He lowered his head and closed his eyes in the crowd, as if he had fallen into trance and stopped talking.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this scene, Shi Fei Xuan's face that was originally as white as snow turned a bit whiter. She was stunned for a moment and could only walk up to Meng Xiuyuan in a few steps and said softly
He opened his mouth and said:
"When Concubine Xuan saw Master Meng restraining herself, it was obvious that she did not have unrelenting hostility.
In this case, why won't the young master calm down his anger? Let's sit down and talk about it.
If the young master really wants this He clan jade to be useful, after one and a half months, Fei Xuan can lend it to the young master after informing the master..."
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head and chuckled when he heard this, and immediately interrupted:
"Master, there is no need to say anything, we have nothing to talk about.
I didn't kill anyone, just because these monks had never done anything to harm innocent people, and they never had any intention of killing me from the beginning to the end, that's all.
But we have different positions, but we can't change them.
Girl, please hurry up and invite that ‘No. 1 master in the Central Plains’. I just want to learn his clever tricks and see what the world’s top martial arts master is like...”
Concubine Xuan was startled when she heard this. She had heard the words "on the bright side" in Meng Xiuyuan's words, and couldn't help but be extremely confused.
However, in this form, she could not ask more questions. After pondering for a moment, the fairy-like girl suddenly pulled out the sword from behind and said softly to Meng Xiuyuan:
"After Concubine Xuan left the house, she never made a move with anyone, but today, due to the limited responsibilities of the master, she has to learn a few tricks from Mr. Meng.
This sword is called "Colorful Space", and it is dedicated to wielding the sword with your heart.
Mr. Meng is also a swordsman. I hope that when you and I cross swords, Mr. Meng can use Concubine Xuan's sword intention to understand the helplessness and difficulties that are difficult to express in my words..."
Meng Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then chuckled lightly, and without further entanglement with Master Fei Xuan, he immediately raised the white jade sword in his hand and said:
"Okay, I have had several encounters with contemporary saints of the Yingui sect, and I have experienced the "Great Magic of Heavenly Demon".
Today I will also learn about the "Cihang Sword Code"... Huh!!"
In the middle of Meng Xiuyuan's words, he suddenly snorted coldly for some reason and suddenly threw the white jade sword in his hand with all his strength.
With his unparalleled true energy and physical body, with this full force thrown, the white jade sword instantly turned into a stream of light, shooting straight towards Shi Fei Xuan like a meteor and lightning.
After experiencing this sudden change, Master Fei Xuan became extremely alert. She felt that the force of the sword was so violent and powerful that it was difficult to resist, so she subconsciously dodged to avoid it.
It's just that the sword light was really too fast. With Shi Feixuan's master-level martial arts at this moment, it was still difficult to match its speed. Fortunately, the sword light was slightly deflected when it was shot, and it was not completely aimed at Shi Feixuan, so she escaped in time.
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"Mr. Meng, you..."
Shi Feixuan's eyes were full of resentment. Just when she was about to speak to Meng Xiuyuan again, she heard a loud explosion coming from the mountains and forests far behind her.
When everyone present heard the sound, they couldn't help but follow it subconsciously, because the sound was obviously not just the power of Meng Xiuyuan's flying sword, but also the sound of a series of gunpowder explosions accompanying it.
Sure enough, following the sound, a strange scarlet smoke was slowly rising in the forest dozens of feet away.
What's even more shocking is that the trees, flowers and plants near the explosion are withering and dying in large tracts at an extremely fast speed.
"What a powerful poison!"
"It's gunpowder mixed with poisonous smoke, that's why it's so powerful."
"If this thing was thrown into the temple, it would be fine..."
Seeing this scene, all the monks in the Jing Nian Monastery couldn't help but become agitated. Even Kong Kong, who had already closed his eyes and entered concentration, now looked ugly.
The next moment, a white shadow slowly floated out from the poisonous smoke, attracting everyone's attention, and landed in front of Meng Xiuyuan.
"Miss Master and all the eminent monks, are they only focused on dealing with me today?
The demons from the Demon Sect sneaked into the temple and made such a big noise, but you didn't even notice?"
Meng Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, gently held the still shining white jade flying sword in his hand, and said with a sneer.
All the monks in Jing Nian Monastery were attracted by the flying sword in Meng Xiuyuan's hand. Their faces were full of amazement and a little ashamed.
Only Shi Feixuan was the only one, looking down at the strand of black hair that had been cut off at an unknown time by her feet, and touching her temples, her eyes were complicated and unspeakable.