Chapter 706: The Four Symbols of God’s Will, the Initial Formation of Martial Arts!
"The four phenomena of God's will..."
The sea breeze blew slowly, blowing the secret book. With the decision made, Yang Yu's heart suddenly calmed down.
For more than six hundred days and nights, relying on Zhang Yuanzhu's boxing will in the human race bag, he has improved in the practice of various martial arts. Not only the Ba Fist is approaching the ninth level of Dacheng, Tiangang Fist and Shen Fist, and even
The Seven Tribulations Sword Technique has also broken through to the seventh level.
But the martial arts that he has been deeply immersed in and practiced the most in all kinds of martial arts is still the martial arts that he first came into contact with, the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will.
It is true that this archery skill cannot be compared with Ba Fist and Tiangang Fist, and is even slightly inferior to Vajra Indestructible Body and Buddha Throwing Elephant.
But compared to these magical skills, this archery also has incomparable advantages.
That is will!
Excellent martial arts, whether imitating Taoism or imitating predecessors, magical powers, all have a very distinct personal imprint.
But there are no four elephants and arrows of God's will.
The origin of this superior archery skill, whose creator is unknown to anyone, is not derived from magical powers or Taoism, but is modeled after heaven and earth, and nature!
This can be seen from the 12-style arrow formula of the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will.
"Fists, palms, swords, and archery are still very different after all, but all martial arts methods must lead to the same goal in the end..."
Yang Yu thought to himself, and couldn't help but recall what he said more than a month ago when he followed King Zhao of Xifu.
"People in the world are always biased. Even if they are promoted to martial saints, many actually do not have a very broad vision. For example, Nie Longtian, for decades, he has been thinking about creating a unique set of palm skills, but in the end he looked down on himself.
Wasted years, the Dragon Subduing Divine Palm has only reached the tenth level..."
"What do you mean by picking up people's wisdom? Why did I create Hegemony Boxing? Is it because I am claiming to be noble and only want to compare myself with my predecessors? In fact, when I look around the past and present, I see that there is nothing to learn, so I have to do it as a last resort..."
"However, you are different from Nie Longtian. What he has learned in his life is only the Dragon Subduing Divine Palm, which can be seen in his eyes. With only this knowledge, it is difficult to escape the barriers of how to create merit.
What you have learned is quite complex, but it is necessary to integrate it. However, there is no need to deliberately overthrow the predecessors. You need to know that we are climbing on the shoulders of our predecessors..."
…
Yang Yu calmed down and made a decision.
In the month before and after, Zhang Xuanba did not teach him any martial arts, but for him, guidance on the way forward was much more important than one or two magical skills.
With the power of gluttony in his mind, what he learned was inherently mixed.
Boom!
On the sea, the wind was surging and the clouds were thick.
The undercurrent on the bottom of the sea was turbulent, and the big whale let out a high-pitched roar, constantly pushing the waves, trying to push the small boat out of the place shrouded in dark clouds.
"Based on the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will, supplemented by the Six Void Travels, we can draw on the strengths of hundreds of fists and hundreds of skills, maybe not only boxing skills, but also sword skills..."
Yang Yu put away the secret book, but did not enter samadhi. Instead, he stood up, dispersed the Zhengang shield that blocked the wind and rain, and began to travel around the six realms. Amidst the roar of the big whale, he stepped into the strong wind and rain.
between.
Stab!
An electric snake cut through the sky, illuminating the gloomy and dangerous sea.
I saw a big whale coming out of the water, chasing the swordsman walking across the sea.
In the midst of strong winds, showers, and turbulent waves, Yang Yu moved with the wind, leaning on his fists to cut through the waves, or drawing his sword to cut through the wind, and sometimes he held his bow to the sky and fired arrows that looked like thunder dragons.
God has returned to the underworld, and things and I have been forgotten.
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Huhu~
Hundreds of rivers converge and roll into the sea.
In the mountain forest not far from the entrance of Lingnan Road, there was a scene of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. Under the gaze of a group of warriors, a towering tree actually walked like a human being.
With every step he took, the earth trembled, invisible air waves spread, and everyone who witnessed this scene had their hair standing on end.
"Grandma Dryad..."
Taoist Yun was almost frightened to death. He grabbed the disciple who also had hair on end and kept retreating.
However, after taking a few steps back, he was forced to stop along with a group of other martial arts warriors who wanted to run away when the situation was bad.
Because, with the sound of "rumbling", the hard soil on both sides of the estuary cracked, and hundreds of trees and vines that were thick enough for several people to surround them sprouted out of the ground!
In an instant, it had covered the rolling water of the river and blocked all escape routes!
Zheng~!
There was a warrior who couldn't help but draw his sword to chop down a tree. This man's sword skills were superb, and he could use a two-foot sword to cut through gold and jade. But the moment the long sword touched the trunk of the tree, it was completely shattered!
"witchcraft!"
The warrior stepped back in shock, and suddenly froze. Under the gaze of everyone, he was like an old tree coming to life again, pulling out its buds, and was about to turn into a big tree!
"Amitabha!"
The sound of the Buddha's name was heard, and the old monk Xujing suddenly took action, opening up a large green light and rescuing the warrior.
"Many, thank you..."
The warrior was in shock, and before he could feel grateful, he heard a heart-breaking laughter coming from the distance.
"Bald donkey."
It was as if a rough man was holding his throat and letting out a weird female-like laugh, which suddenly turned into a high-pitched voice that could pierce everyone's eardrums:
"I hate bald donkeys! Especially the descendants of old bald donkeys like Bodhidharma!"
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, the entire estuary trembled, and countless thick old vines burst out of the ground with a heart-breaking sound.
The overwhelming force hit the monks of Dayan Temple.
"Um?!"
The monk Jingse was shocked, and he was keenly aware that something was wrong.
It stands to reason that at this moment, Patriarch Bodhidharma has not yet crossed east. How could this tree demon know about Patriarch Bodhidharma? Moreover, with his extremely spiteful appearance, it is clear that his hatred is as deep as the sea.
"Amitabha!"
Xu Jing clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. The true agang rose into the sky like a waterfall against the current, stirring up the wind and clouds and turning into a huge golden bell, beating against the countless vines.
"Brother, don't panic!"
Seeing this scene, many masters from the Great Toad Temple behind him, and even the monks from Lanke Temple, Wuliang Sect, and Fulong Temple, were also targeted, and they all took action.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, these monks who did not belong to each other cooperated with each other with great tacit understanding. Led by the four great masters of Xujing, Jiesha, Wuliang Sect, and Lanke Temple, they turned into a Buddhist sect to conquer demons.
Array.
Boom!
In just a moment, accompanied by a huge bell, energy and sawdust flew together, and sand and vegetation danced wildly.
Under the terrifying collision, everyone present could not survive alone, and they all activated their methods to resist the spreading aftermath and more and more vines.
"ah!"
Almost at the moment of contact, dozens of screams sounded almost simultaneously.
After struggling to withstand the whipping from a vine, the monk turned around in shock and saw that more than thirty people had their heads smashed or their waists were beaten into two pieces. The most brutal ones were even crushed into flesh.
mud!
"Give me freedom, or give me death! Damo, old bald donkey, get out of here, get out of here!"