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Chapter 167 How do you feel about this?

Dead silence.

The entire Buddha Palm Square fell into an unspeakable silence.

For the monks in the audience, this was a battle whose emotions were too difficult to describe. There were thousands of words in my throat, and I didn’t know how to express them.

Who can say that Jinghai is not strong?

He even experienced Jiang Wang's terrifying combination technique that defeated Yi Tang, and he withstood it without missing any of the aftermath.

Looking at all the strong men from the outer building that Jiang Wang has fought against along the way, Jinghai's defense ranks first.

But in today's battle at the Dragon Subduing Platform, the rhythm was under Jiang Wang's control from beginning to end, and there was not a single deviation...

The Thunderous Flame Bird in the first move was too sudden, too spiritual and too powerful!

The transformation of the real thunder sound directly resulted in suppressive results.

The superimposed Five Senses Hell is also an almost perfect response method, maximizing the power of the Thunder Flame Bird.

As a result, Jinghai had to immediately use the Immortal Dragon-Subduing Golden Body, supplemented by the Six-Path Vajra Curse to protect his body. Otherwise, he would not have a chance to breathe, and there would be no possibility of counterattack.

But on the gambling table, it is always difficult for the person who is the first to reveal the strongest hole card to win.

Jiang Wang took the lead and took the lead in every step thereafter.

After the Five Consciousness Hell, there are fireworks burning the city, and the fireworks burning city directly explodes into the fire realm, and in the fire realm, the fireworks fall again and burn the city.

Then Juedian turned his sword into a herringbone sword.

Seal techniques, eye skills, secret techniques, Tao techniques, magical powers, sword techniques... Everything comes from the heart, and everything is done calmly!

He truly integrated everything he had learned and thought, and turned what should have been an exciting tit-for-tat battle into a one-sided performance.

At the Dragon Subduing Platform, in front of the first Kubing Master of the Dragon Subduing Academy, in front of the old monk Kujue, and in front of all the monks in the audience, he performed his gorgeous, brilliant and smooth offensive, and powerfully defeated the immortal Dragon Subduing Golden Body.

The myth of immortality in the same situation!

Why does he need Jingli to reveal the location of Jinghai’s gate?

He directly faced Jinghai's strongest golden body and strongest defense, and directly defeated the golden body.

From the beginning to the end, Monk Jinghai, who was number one in the outer building of the Xuankong Temple, initially prescribed an Immortal Dragon-Subduing Golden Body and a Six-Path Vajra Mantra.

I originally wanted to use this to gain a breather and free up my hands to counterattack, but I was unable to gain this breath of time.

Even if I try my best, I can only add one sound of thunder and bless the Six Paths Vajra Mantra...

And these, coupled with the power of the Tao he released, were just the result of his exhaustion under Jiang Wang Ruchao's offensive.

His Immortal Dragon-Subduing Golden Body has always been the battlefield between the two sides, and he can only endure it until the string becomes tighter and tighter, even reaching the limit.

The first patient in Jianglongyuan has complex eyes.

The whole battle started with the sound of thunder that he accidentally released.

In other words, his direct disciple was beaten from start to finish, and he also contributed to it... This made him feel very complicated.

Jinghai's paper strength will never be weaker than Jiang Wang's, and he should even have the upper hand because of his mastery of the power of the path.

But the two sides' understanding of the battle is not at the same level at all.

Even with the state of Kubing, he would not deceive himself. Judging from the performance of this battle, even if there is no thunder, the outcome of the battle will most likely not change. At most, Jinghai will show off a few more tricks...

But he couldn't help but think that it would be nice to show off his hands a little more.

Save some old guy from being so proud!

Next to Ku Bing, the old monk Ku Jue smiled so hard that his old face wrinkled up, just like an old camellia in full bloom.

None of them paid attention to Jinghai.

The current situation of Jinghai requires waiting for the self-repair of the Immortal Dragon Subduing Golden Body.

Of course he didn't die, nor did he suffer any irreversible injuries.

Jiang Wang had already sheathed his sword in time after defeating his Immortal Dragon-Subduing Gold.

The bleeding from the seven orifices at this moment seems scary, but it is just a coma. Of course, a few months of recovery is inevitable.

Jiang Wang stood on the stage, turned around, and met Monk Jingli's burning eyes.

He couldn't help but said: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Monk Jingli raised his head with admiration on his face: "Junior brother, you are so awesome!"

For a monk who is in the Divine Realm to show his admiration to a monk who is in the Wailou Realm, it seems to be ironic no matter how you say it.

But here in Jingli, it must come from your true heart and show your true feelings.

Of course he is very strong. With Jinghai's immortal dragon-subduing golden body, he can put a bag on him and start beating him anytime and anywhere. No matter how much people look down on his master, they can't deny his talent. What a glass Buddha, what?

Little holy monk...but his little junior brother is really awesome!

Jiang Wang smiled, turned his gaze and looked at the yellow-faced old monk.

He has seen this old monk many times.

Every time I see him, he looks dusty and has no charm of a real person in this world.

He was scolded by this old monk, beaten by this old monk, and saved by this old monk at the risk of his life.

Naturally, he had complex and unspeakable emotions in his heart.

When he was in Dongwang Valley earlier, Chong Xuan Sheng received another letter. This journey to learn swordsmanship was already complete and he had no intention of going any further.

The reason why we chose Xuankong Temple for the last battle before returning home.

just because of

Outside Qi, the final battle to verify all his training in the Outbuilding Realm.

He...wanted to let suffering witness.

Kujue originally smiled like an old camellia, smiling complacently and triumphantly,

Originally, no matter how cold Jiang Wang was, how he resisted, how he tried to distance himself from the relationship, he could always say with a shy face, this is his good disciple! This is the peerless genius he trained!

He can announce to the whole world that he has left the mountain gate with his front foot, and then rush back with his back foot.

He can announce to everyone that he is the next abbot of the Xuankong Temple, even if he does not hold any position in the Xuankong Temple.

He has nothing to be embarrassed about.

He never knew what dough was.

But at this moment, facing Jiang Wang's eyes.

He suddenly became a little nervous.

"Why are you looking at Lord Buddha like that?" He had a bad expression on his face.

Jiang Wang watched the old monk quietly for a while.

Then he bowed deeply to him on the stage.

"Thank you."

He said: "No matter why you came to me in the first place, or why you took care of me."

"Jiang Wangming is very grateful for your life-saving grace many times."

"Although I have tens of thousands of stones on my shoulders, I cannot enter the empty door. I am always alone and cannot perform the teacher's rituals. But I still have the friendship of the teacher in my heart."

"Jiang Wang's parents are dead and there are no elders alive. Although he often laughs with you, he treats you like a close relative in his heart."

"This journey eastward ends here. My practice, my intention, with this battle, please bear witness!"

The old monk's wrinkled face stretched open for a while and then wrinkled again. It was unclear whether he was laughing or crying.

"My mother's legs." He finally said: "You are so stupid, but you made it quite touching."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, dug around and took out a yellowed torn book: "You said it so sincerely, Lord Buddha, if I don't teach you anything, it will be difficult to end it."

Jiang Wang suddenly woke up and ignored the past emotions: "Ah, no need, no need, this"

Isn’t this just a real master-disciple relationship?!

But Ku Jue was already face to face with him in one step. He didn't even care about what he said. He just stuffed the old book into his arms and lifted it up with a kick!

By the time Jiang Wang reacted, he was already outside the mountain gate of Xuankong Temple.

What a dream!

At that time, the believers at the foot of the mountain were like ants, and they could vaguely hear the ringing of the bell. There were a few clouds in the sky, and their faces were changing in a trance.

Ruyi Xianyi shook slightly to disperse the shoe sole marks on his buttocks. Jiang Wang took out the yellowed torn book in his arms and was speechless for a moment.

He stuffed the old and yellow book back and walked away with his feet on the blue clouds.

In a moment, he left Xuankong Temple and headed towards Qi State.



In the strong wind and flowing clouds passing by, the figure in green shirt holding a sword suddenly stopped.

Jiang Wang stood in the clouds, his expression changed for a while, and finally he took out the torn book that Kujue had forced into his arms. When he opened it, he saw a line of Taoist characters on the title page, which was full of wonderful ideas.

Watch with your ears.

This is the supreme secret method of Guanshiyuan of Xuankong Temple! It is the top method in the world for practicing ear awareness.

These four words.

That is to say, practicing in this life is nothing more than contemplation of oneself.

In other words, this is a pair of ears that "see freedom".

And the method recorded above is the presence of gods from the outer tower, and even leads to the truth! It directly leads to the practice of ear consciousness of real people in this world, and its value is immeasurable.

Jiang Wang looked at these four words for a long time and felt heavy.

Holding this yellowed old book in my hand, I felt a little strange.

Jiang Wang flipped back and found a few pieces of paper torn from unknown places in this old and ugly book.

They were tucked into the pages of the book very casually. They may have been hastily hidden when they were hidden, and they were as messy as the monk's robes.

Very untidy.

Jiang Wang picked up the paper, looked at it briefly, and found that what was recorded on it was the art of sound killing.

It is called the Thunder Sound of the Vajra that Subdues the Outsiders.

It is the art of sound-killing and the method of subduing heretics.

There is no doubt that it is the secret method taught in Jianglongyuan, and it is even very likely that it is the basis of Leiyin, the first Kuiyin in Jianglongyuan.

These two secret techniques are as if they were tailor-made for the current Jiang Wang and perfectly fit his current situation. Once successfully practiced, he will immediately be able to catch up with the level of Yi Tang of Ren Xin Guan and reach this level.

limit.

The old monk Kujue really put his thoughts into it.

But as soon as he learned these two secret techniques, the reality of his and Ku Jue's master-disciple status was already determined.

Although Ku Jue had helped him a lot before, he had never formally learned a single move from Ku Jue. Therefore, he was still able to maintain his self-esteem, and could say favors are favors and portions are portions. He could confidently say that I will not enter Buddhism.

This time he came to Xuankong Temple, and under the witness of Ku Jue, he completed the final battle of this sword trial journey, which was an explanation for all the experiences between him and Ku Jue.

He made it clear that he would treat him like a close relative and that he has a sense of mentorship in his heart. But he should stick to his own path and never seek outsiders or enter Buddhism.

Kujue's response was to throw in these two secret techniques and give him a kick.

At this moment, Jiang Wang stood in the clouds, as if he could see Ku Jue's old, yellow and wrinkled face, smiling and saying to him

I have a sense of mentorship and treat you like a close relative, so I agree.

If you don't enter the empty gate...hehe, I'll try again.

Good disciple, sooner or later you have to realize that everything in this world is in vain.

Jiang Wang thought for a while, took out a Qi Dao coin and threw it high into the sky.

He decided to leave everything to God's will.

If it lands heads, practice. If it lands tails, don’t practice.

But when the knife coin dropped to half.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

He said to himself: "Forget it. Why bother? How can I be a person who depends on God's will?"

There are traces in the sky, traces left in the journey, I am going alone, I don't ask about God's will.

How do you feel about this? Why should you deceive yourself and others?

So I simply opened the book in the clouds and continued to fly while studying this concept.

At this time, he has integrated everything he has learned in the past, and he has enough energy to study new techniques and not waste his time.





In Jianglongyuan.

The giant Buddha remains firm, and his image is still in the eternal clouds and mist.

Everything on the Dragon Subduing Platform is in the palm of the giant Buddha, and it seems to control the world.

The wisdom of the Buddha is beyond comprehension. The majesty of the Buddha runs through ancient and modern times.

Those who practice Buddhism in the world are just approaching greatness throughout their lives.

And those who can achieve greatness, looking at the long river of time, are very few.

The World Honored One was born at the end of ancient times, when the second generation of human emperors, the Xiong clan, built the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

At that time, Taoism was still the mainstream practice, and Confucianism and Legalism had emerged.

He witnessed the horror of the demonic tide destroying the world, and also experienced the end of the ancient era.

After the demonic tide, many ordinary people's hearts had nowhere to take refuge. He saved the world with His supreme compassion and His bare feet.

At the most, there were three thousand followers, and at the least, there was only one person left.

People are constantly following Him, and people are constantly leaving Him.

He passed the end of the ancient era and achieved greatness in the medieval era. He shined brightly in the war between the third generation Emperor Lieshan and the Dragon Emperor across the sea.

Then the tradition was passed down to the present day.

The Buddha's heart and mind are unknowable.

Standing in the Buddha's Palm Square, Kubing stared at Kujue fiercely: "What did you give him?"

"I'm my disciple, I give you whatever I like, do you have any control over it?!"

Ku Jue salivated and felt confident. It seemed that what he gave Jiang Wang was indeed his own secret method, not something stolen from Guanshiyuan. It seemed that what he gave to Jiang Wang was not just stolen from Jianglongyuan.

Steal it out...

The bitter illness really frightened him. He snorted, picked up the unconscious Jinghai and left.

There was a movement of bald heads in the audience, and the sunlight reflected like waves, and all the monks left the stage.

Ku Jue paid no attention to anyone, took a step forward and walked out proudly.

My disciple is better than all of your disciples!

Jingli pressed the bamboo hat on his bald head with one hand and followed him quickly.

"Master, master, junior brother is so awesome!"

"You already said it once!"

"Master, I mean, you teach so well, you are worthy of being the abbot of our Xuankong Temple!"

"Come on, let's talk about it!"

The two bald men walked down the Dragon Platform one behind the other, laughing and joking.

Apart from them, probably no one else would believe in the knowledge of suffering, the experience of suffering, and the wisdom of suffering.

But Sanbaoshan is their home.

Monk.

Looking for "home" in the empty door


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