Even if you don't have great compassion, you can still save people who are in trouble.
Everyone was stunned, their eyes were thinking, and they felt that Xia Mang's words had some profound meaning. Haiyuan of Lingyun Sect looked at Xia Mang, his eyes suddenly brightened, and said to himself: "Yes, who said that only great mercy and compassion can save people in trouble? A hero in troubled times,
Traveling the world with a sword, with a sword in hand, you can kill demons and eliminate demons, and it can also save people from water and fire..."
"As long as you can eliminate demons, protect the Tao, and turn the tide of the world, you are a great chivalrous person!" Haiyuan sighed. As for whether Xia Mang used the Daci Fist or not, and whether he had compassion or not, it seems not that important.
Everyone fell silent, looking thoughtful.
"Amitabha." The Six-wheeled Buddha smiled bitterly and announced the name of the Buddha. Everyone said this, and he couldn't pursue it any further, but he secretly made up his mind to find out where Xia Mang learned the "Great Compassion Fist".
From his eyes, it was not difficult to see that what Xia Mang was performing was the Daci Fist. However, Xia Mang did not understand Buddhism and had no Buddhist power. He could only use other powers to replace the Buddha's power to activate the boxing technique, and it was a power that was inclined to darkness.
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This is also the reason why the Zen spirit of Daci Quan has withered away and is instead filled with dark and violent energy.
"The boxing manual of "Daci Fist" is placed on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion and cannot be stolen."
With Xia Mang's little cultivation, it was impossible for him to break into the Sutra Pavilion and steal the boxing manual. Six Wheel Buddha thought, "Could it be that someone taught it... not many people in Prajna Temple are familiar with "Daci Fist"."
His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were always focused on Xia Mang.
Under the gilded Buddha, Xia Mang punched Lu Nanting away, but he himself seemed to have suffered a backlash. His face turned pale, and his body was trembling, as if he might fall at any time. Seeing this, Shi Tuoling came over quickly,
Support him.
What he was performing was indeed the Daci Fist, but it was a pity that it only had form and no intention. Six Wheel Buddha was right. He did not understand the Buddha's truth and had no Buddhist power, so naturally he could not perform the real Daci Fist, and he used it to activate the moves.
The ones are pitch black lightning and midsummer black fire.
The black lightning realized from the Xuanqing sword embryo, and the black fire of midsummer was the wisp of fire that he ignited in his heart. In order to deal with Lu Nanting this time, he had no choice but to use the "black fire" again, and blended it with the black lightning
, blasted out with the Daci Fist, but it was so powerful that it not only suppressed Lu Nanting with its evil force, but also directly blew him away, causing him to suffer heavy damage.
Of course, Xia Mang still remembered the warning of the strange old man crossing the Buddha. He only separated out a small cluster of midsummer black fire and did not completely use it. But even so, when combined with the black lightning and integrated into the fist moves, it is also powerful.
fear.
Although it was only a small cluster of flames, it was not like destroying the source or cutting himself, but it also shook the source and was traumatized. It was precisely because of this that his body could not stop trembling and shaking.
"puff--"
After Lu Nanting was blasted away, he looked up and vomited blood, staining his brocade robe red. After landing, he staggered and fell. He reluctantly got up, leaned on the ground with his Lingyuan sword, glared at Xia Mang, and hissed: "Xia Mang!"
His face was very pale and bloodless, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured, but even so, he was still unwilling to give in. He stared at Xia Mang, trying to hold on and rush forward, and drew his sword again.
He was defeated so unjustly. Before he could use his ultimate move, or even have time to use the abilities he gained after breaking the shackles of his physical body, he was blown away by Xia Mang. This defeat was too inexplicable, how could he accept it?
"Are you not convinced?"
Xia Mang leaned his sword on the ground, stood in front of Shaktu Ling, looked directly at Lu Nanting, and said coldly: "You have to think clearly, I have spared you once. If you come again, you will not be able to survive."
It’s easier!”
"Who is afraid of whom?" Lu Nanting gritted his teeth. Xia Mang was only at the eighth level of origin, but he had already advanced to the "second transformation". It was too shameful to lose to Xia Mang. He had to get this place back.
"Since you want to die, I will send you to death!" Xia Mang's eyes were stern, "That's fine, this is Prajna Temple, there are so many monks, waiting for you to die, they can help you to save yourself!"
Lu Nanting didn't know how to advance or retreat, biting him and wouldn't let go. Xia Mang didn't bother to fight with him anymore and decided to resort to the Black Fire of Midsummer to avoid future troubles!
"Buzz!"
Two clusters of dark flames suddenly appeared in his eyes, burning and extremely strange, which shocked Lu Nanting who was opposite him.
"Nanting!" Lu Qiushan suddenly spoke and stopped Lu Nanting, saying: "If you lose, you lose. Can't you afford to lose?"
Lu Nanting froze, looked at Lu Nanting, his face turned green and red, and muttered: "Grandpa, I lost..."
"Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is not daring to face failure." Lu Qiushan snorted coldly, glanced at Xia Mang, and said: "Since we failed this time, we can just come back next time to regain the position. Now rush forward.
You have brought shame upon yourself, and I, Jianlu, cannot afford to disgrace this man!"
Everyone was sweating. This old guy actually instigated the younger generation like this. He didn't look like an elder at all. Of course, it made people speechless. It was so shameless!
Next to him, Lu Qing also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly. He was obviously convinced by the old man. At the same time, a ray of light suddenly flashed deep in his eyes. It was so fast that no one noticed it.
Xia Mang was speechless. This old guy was so shameless. In public, he actually instigated Lu Nanting to come back for revenge in the future. He was such a bachelor, so shameless.
"Old bastard!" Xia Mang cursed.
"It turns out that this is how Nanhai Jianlu trains the younger generations. I really saw it today!" A man named Nan Quan in Xuanyi snorted coldly. He was not optimistic about Xia Mang, but he just couldn't deal with Jianlu, so he continued to angrily attack Lu Qiushan.
"Do you have any objections?" Lu Qiushan glanced at him and said, "If you come to Jianlu for a few days, I can help you reestablish your distorted outlook on life..."
"Are you the one who is twisted?" Nan Quan was angry. I have never seen such a top-notch old bastard!
"Young man from the Nan family, you have gone too far!" Lu Qiushan looked at Nan Quan, his face became cold and he said, "I have a good temper, but the sword on my back has a bad temper."
Nan Quan's pupils shrank and he was a little worried. Lu Qiushan's reputation as "Qianqiu Sword" was not for nothing. He couldn't defeat this old man.
Qianqiu Sword, Lu Qiushan!
"Xiao Nanquan, please be careful. The master of the cottage is an elder after all, so he must be respected." In the end, it was Haiyuan who came out to smooth things over. He smiled and said, "Based on his status as the master of the cottage, he won't be as knowledgeable as the juniors, right?"
In terms of seniority, Nan Quan and Lu Qing's generation must behave like juniors when facing Lu Qiu Shan.
"How can I be as knowledgeable as him?" Lu Qiushan glanced at Nan Quan who looked embarrassed, shook his head and said: "In such a big city, Nancheng, there is no one with enough weight. It's really a shame to send you here."
Nan Quan stopped talking. He finally realized the gap between himself and Lu Qiu Shan, not only in terms of status, but also in terms of cultivation. If he really angered this old guy, he would never get any good results.
At this moment, the Six-wheeled Buddha spoke and said to Lu Qiushan: "Lord, can we let this matter go?"
Lu Qiushan nodded, glanced at Xia Mang, and said with a smile: "This young man looks pleasing to my eyes. He is a talent that can be made. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to Jianlu to stay for a few days."
Everyone looked strange. This old guy invited Xia Mang to Jianlu. Could it be that he wanted to take this opportunity to avenge his grandson Lu Nanting?
"With the character of this old bastard, he can really do it!" someone muttered.