Chapter 545 I once discussed the Tao with Bodhidharma!
Boom!
The sound waves are empty, rumbling and shaking.
The blood energy surges, and the snow turns into rain.
It seemed like there was a divine front running through it, splitting it in two. Yang Yu was walking like a dragon, sweeping across the land for miles. When he stopped, a strong wind blew up, blowing the rain that melted the snowflakes, and flew all over the sky.
"Tianlongyin?!"
As the strong wind roared, all the masters outside the moat couldn't help but retreat. Only the three monks of Dachan Temple stood as tall as a mountain, but their movements couldn't help but slow down.
This long roar was not enough to scare the three of them away.
However, looking at Yang Yu coming across the row, the three of them couldn't help but feel moved.
In the eyes of others, the person who came here might just be a powerful person, but in their eyes, it was far more than that!
The technique of reverberating sound waves is Tianlong Yin!
The golden light attached to its surface is the indestructible Vajra body, and the technique of exerting force all over the body during its steps actually contains the Buddha's technique of throwing elephants!
This is not specious or superficial, but it is the essence!
And the person he mentioned is...
when!
when!
when!
The exhaust air wave collides with the shadow of the golden bell, emitting a deafening and loud sound. The bell wave echoes and is visible to the naked eye.
, there are strong winds surging within ten miles.
"Grandmaster Yinyue?"
The palm that the old monk Xu Jing was about to reach out dropped, and suspicion and surprise flashed in his eyes.
The secret skills and magical powers of Dachan Temple are famous all over the world, and there has been no shortage of leaks over the past two thousand years.
However, not everyone can practice the martial arts of Buddhism. Not to mention outsiders, even disciples of the branch lineage cannot obtain its essence.
If you want to master cultivation, you must find the ‘secret’ from the vast Buddhist scriptures.
The newcomer’s martial arts has obviously gained the essence, but there seems to be no external disciples of Fighting Buddha Yinyue...
"Where did you learn the magical skills and secret techniques of my Great Toad Temple?!"
Xu Jing was suspicious, and the other two monks couldn't hold it any longer and shouted loudly, unable to hide their shock and anger.
call!
The cold wind blew Xuanyi's clothes, and Yang Yu looked around, his eyes swept across everyone, and fell on Zhang Xuanyi:
"The Northwest King has quite a lot of connections. He even invited the abbot of Dayan Temple."
Henry Zhang didn't answer, glanced at Lu Qingting who was standing in the distance, and his heart sank.
He was not surprised that Lu Qingting's mediation failed. What surprised him was that Ma Longtu died without even the slightest injury.
this……
"That thief Yuan!"
Seeing him, the two old monks became even more frightened and angry. They were about to drink again, but they were stopped by Xu Jing. The voice of the withered and fleshless old monk was frighteningly loud:
"May I ask the donor, where did you secretly learn the magical skills of my Great Toad Temple?"
"The essence of Buddhist martial arts is mostly found in Buddhist scriptures. If all kinds of terms are not passed down orally, who can learn them secretly?"
Yang Yu was not angry and said calmly:
"It is the direct descendant of Bodhidharma."
"nonsense!"
The two monks were furious again, but the old monk Xujing remembered something, and his eyes became intense:
"In the illusion of Dushan Mountain in Baizhou, is there really Patriarch Bodhidharma?!"
The King of the Northwest is certainly kind to Da Chan Temple, allowing him to come all the way, so naturally it is not his letter.
It was the illusion of Ping Dushan that was circulated a few years ago.
According to legend, in that illusion, there were traces of the founder of Bodhidharma, Fu Long, which caused the Buddhist sects to be excited. The people he sent failed to summon him, so he left in person.
At this moment, when he heard Yang Yu say the words 'Dharma's personal biography', he was not angry but happy, and the fighting spirit he had had also faded away.
"Ping Dushan Fantasy Land?"
After hearing this, before Yang Yu could answer, Zhang Xuanyi's expression changed, and he was shocked to realize that this old monk was probably just coming along the way.
Rather than coming for a helping hand...
Yang Yu naturally saw the change in his expression and couldn't help but smile:
"Yes, in Pingdu Mountain, Grandmaster Bodhidharma and Yang met like old friends and sat down to discuss Tao. These martial arts were also passed down by him personally!"
"you!"
Hearing these words, the two grumpy old monks became suspicious of the letter. They suddenly remembered the letter they had received a few years ago:
"Are you, Yang Yu?!"
The two old monks, who were three hundred years younger together, looked at each other and took a deep breath.
At this moment, Yang Yu, who was mentioned in the book a few years ago, and who was famous all over the world because of the wanted order, are actually the same person?!
This was by no means unexpected to them.
Being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the message transmission was always distorted, and the Yang Yu in the message was a junior who had not even lit the furnace.
The person on the wanted list is a master of fighting and killing, an extremely ferocious master.
In just a few years, who would have thought that these two people are actually the same person?!
"Amitabha."
The old monk Xujing clasped his hands together, his hostility gone:
"Donor Fang has such a good fortune, I really envy me..."
Of course he didn't believe that Yang Yu a few years ago was qualified to sit down and discuss Taoism with the great master Bodhidharma, but what he learned was so authentic.
Obviously, he got the guidance from his ancestor.
The ancestors passed down the skills, so the descendants naturally have no room to comment.
"Master Xujing!"
Seeing that the anger between the two people had subsided, Henry Zhang finally couldn't hold it in any longer and spoke in a deep voice:
"Don't listen to this man's nonsense! Who is the Great Grandmaster Bodhidharma? How can he discuss Tao with a younger generation? I'm afraid this man has secretly learned the magical skills of the Great Toad Temple from elsewhere..."
"Why are you so impatient, Your Majesty? Since I promised you, how could I change sides in the face of battle?"
Xu Jing shook his head slightly and said bluntly:
"The prince is addicted to pleasure. Compared with thirty years ago, not only his martial arts have not improved, but he has also lost some of his demeanor...
Duo He Zhixu Jing, even the other two old monks, also heard the meaning of Zhang Xuan's words, and felt slightly dissatisfied in their hearts.
"Concern leads to chaos, don't blame me, Master."
Henry Zhang's breath was stagnant, and his face almost turned red, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to suppress his anger and said with a wry smile:
"There are tens of millions of people in Daocheng. If the city gate is occupied by thieves, it will be a tragedy on earth..."
"Old pig dog! You are worthy of talking about the tragedy in the world!"
Before Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sneer. Yang Yu looked at him coldly, his words full of indifference:
"How did Zhang Yuanzhu, the first hero, give birth to a beast like you that is worse than a pig or a dog?"
"How dare you insult me!"
Zhang Xuanyi was furious, his true energy surged, and his arrogance was like fire.
But immediately, the trembling sound of the earth overwhelmed his roar. Yang Yu stamped his feet, jumped up, swept Li Xu, raised his fist like the sun, and fell with pressure:
"How about humiliating you?!"
boom!
Push your fists to the sky, and your strikes are like thunderstorms.
Unlike any warrior, Yang Yu, who possesses ten dragons and ten elephants, and has almost no worries about lack of energy, will never test others.
Taking action is a decisive collision.
When fighting against others, if you don't win, you will be far outmatched. If you win, it will be a quick victory!
"That's too much!"
Zhang Xuan's beard and hair were spread out, and he glanced at Xu Jing from the corner of his eye. Seeing that the latter was indifferent, he gritted his teeth and took action.
With the seriously injured body, he used the 'Tiangang Divine Fist' again.
boom!
Like a meteorite colliding, ripples are scattered in all directions. When it falls to the ground, the ground will crack. If it falls into the moat, ice water will splash up. Four hundred years ago, Zhang Yuanzhu conquered the world without any resistance. Someone once said that if he were not an emperor,
, must be a supreme grandmaster who can rival the sloppy Taoist, Grandmaster Bodhidharma.
Throughout his life, the magical skills passed down include the ‘Invincible Tiangang’, ‘Tiangang Divine Fist’, ‘Yin Yang Grinding’ and ‘Tian’s Wrath True Gang’.
’ There are as many as nine doors!
And this Tiangang Fist is exactly the means of killing that he relies on to push horizontally.
Zhang Xuan was unable to match his momentum and was seriously injured, but he still resisted Yang Yu's punch, but it also hit the ground like a cannonball and coughed up blood again.
"Too fierce..."
The collision between the two was too fast and too urgent, but Lu Qingting, who was always watching the battle, the big boss could clearly see the iron step.
Everyone felt a little chilly in their hearts.
This person's attack was too fierce, and he was all about killing the enemy on the battlefield, which really made them a little confused.
"Amitabha."
One punch knocked down Zhang Xuanyi, but Yang Yu, who had used the power of his punch in the mustard space, did not even take a step back. When he punched again and was about to hit him again, Xu Jing had no choice but to take action.
The generous and perfect palms were stretched out in front of them. Accompanied by the loud sound of the bell, the two of them stepped back one after another, their eyes solemn.
"Donor Yang has unparalleled supernatural power and profound boxing skills, but his killings are a bit too brutal..."
The old monk was slightly moved.
His careless palm contained the essence of seven magical arts and secrets, including 'Vajra Indestructible Body', 'Buddha Throwing Elephants' and 'Kasaya Conquering Demons'.
He was actually forced to take a step back...
"Killing Kulie?"
When Yang Yu heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head:
"Master, what you said is completely wrong. Yang's ferocity is far, far worse than the one behind you...
Xu Jing glanced at Zhang Xuanyi. The latter's face turned pale, and his already healed injuries were a bit more serious. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer:
"I have not left Daocheng for thirty years, and I have not killed anyone. Compared with being cruel, how can I be as cruel as you being in the streets to harass Shangguan?
Thousands of people were killed in Yanzhou City?!"
"Amitabha."
Two old monks lowered their heads and chanted the Buddha's name.
It’s really hard to believe that such a person would use such inhumane torture as ‘Ling Chi’…
"Yang is not a good person. In the past ten years, not only ten thousand people were killed, but thousands is probably too much. However..."
Yang Yu was very calm and didn't care about the changing expressions of the people.
His eyes fell on the 'snow wall' that was blown away by the strong wind between the two.
As his gaze shifted, everyone's attention also fell on the 'snow wall', and their expressions were moved.
A gathering place where tens of thousands of people live can be said to be large or small, but it can be said to be small. This snow wall only has one side.
There are also more than three thousand corpses!
Under the wind and snow, corpses piled up, including men and women, the most old and weak...
"The wind and snow have been blowing for months, and the people have been frozen to death by the wind and snow. When I see this, I feel heartbroken..."
Seeing the changes in everyone's expressions, Zhang Xuanyi almost bit his teeth:
"You want to put their death on my head, but it is pure slander!"
His voice was loud, but no one listened.
"The Lord of the Way, the King of All Peoples, doing nothing is a sin, let alone you, a non-human pig and a dog..."
Everyone was silent, even if they were silent, they clasped their hands and lowered their heads.
There are countless big cities in the world, the government is in front, parents and officials are in front, but they died of cold and hunger outside the city gate.
How hopeless and painful is this?
"Just now, you mentioned Lingchi..."
Yang Yu raised his hand and held the half-broken two-edged sword:
"It's good that you took the initiative to mention it,