Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuorun suddenly appeared, leading everyone to kill Xie Xun with their swords, then sang a song and flew away.
Dozens of well-known martial arts masters drew their swords together, and everyone was seeking revenge at the same time.
This feud that had been entangled for more than thirty years was finally settled.
Seeing the two swords of Shengzhuo leaving like gods, the masters and seniors of the seven major sects all felt feelings of respect, admiration or appreciation.
Fan Yao, Yang Potian, Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and others from the Ming Cult were silent, with sad expressions on their faces. Yang Wuji was the first to rush to Xie Xun's body, crying bitterly, and drew his sword to bury him.
At this time, Yang Wuji's mind was already blank. Although he knew that his adoptive father had killed countless people and deserved to be killed for revenge, he could not control the sadness in his heart.
Xie Xun's death was probably the result of his conscience. In addition, Fang Sheng was so quick that Fan Yao and others were unable to help, so they could only watch Xie Xun die.
Fan Yaonai was a powerful figure in the world, and he immediately suppressed his irrelevant thoughts, knowing that half of the grievances between Mingjiao and the seven major sects originated from Cheng Kun. At this time, Cheng Kun and Xie Xun were both dead, and what was left was to fight for the No. 1 position in the world.
A battle of wits ensued.
The purpose of such a war is not to fight to the death, but to determine the rise and fall of each other and the future status of masters and servants in the martial arts world. Naturally, it cannot be a life-and-death vendetta. It must be agreed upon in three chapters.
"Kong Jian Shen Monk, Liu Yun and Liu Shui, as well as Uncle Song, both Cheng Kun and Xie Xun have died at this time. The grievances and disputes between our Ming Sect and other sects in the Central Plains for many years are all due to Cheng Kun's intention to destroy our Ming Sect.
, and his painstaking efforts attracted various major factions to join the game.
Yang Wuji, who I taught last year, has already told all the eminent monks about the reason for this matter. Now that the grudges between Xie Xun and Shaolin Yuanzhen, whom I taught, have ended, it is time for us to have a good fight to determine where the world's martial arts leader will be.
I don’t know how to compare the skills in the second fight? Please ask some senior experts to show me."
Fan Yao's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
Kong Jian's white eyebrows twitched, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name, saying: "I am a pure place of Buddhism. I don't want to use weapons without authorization. It's just about the rise and fall of our martial arts, the honor and disgrace, so I have to do it with all my strength. If I have offended anyone, please forgive me, Master Fan."
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Fan Yao nodded and said, "That's natural."
Kong Jian said in a calm tone: "Although there are many people on both sides, we cannot fight like rogues in the market. In order to demonstrate the world's first-class magical power and determine the outcome, our Shaolin Temple invited nine elders to come out at the mountain gate.
We formed the Vajra Demon-Suppressing Formation in front of us. No matter how many troops your sect dispatches, as long as our temple's Vajra Demon-Suppressing Formation can be broken, our seven major sects will bow their heads and accept Ming Sect as the largest sect in the world. From now on, we will not
Become an enemy of Mingjiao again."
After hearing Kong Jian's words, Fan Yao, Yang Potian and others were all overjoyed. Then they saw the masters of the seven major sects retreating ten feet away on both sides, revealing nine people sitting in the open space directly in front of the two stone lions at the temple gate.
Describes a skinny old monk.
Fan Yao and Yuan Mao are the two people with the highest martial arts cultivation among the Ming sect. They have both reached the highest level of refining energy and transforming into gods. Therefore, they used their spiritual thoughts to bless their eyesight and immediately saw that although the nine old monks seemed to be surrounded by
They sat motionless in a big circle, but the air between the nine people had long been as airtight as glue.
Eight old monks who had cultivated themselves as martial saints also released their true energy under the guidance of the spiritual energy of the old Zen master Du'e. The nine people's true energy filled a radius of ten feet. In the eyes of Fan Yao and Yuan Mao, they were like
A copper wall and an iron wall are intimidating.
For decades, Yuan Mao often practiced magical skills in the illusion of Emperor Qingxuan's Taishi. His soul had already been trained to be extremely strong, and he also understood the power of spiritual thoughts very well. Therefore, although he had just condensed his spiritual thoughts, his speed in practice was far faster than that of his peers.
The level of cultivation in refining qi and transforming into a god is actually higher than that of Fan Yao.
Fan Yao knew that when faced with the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation of the Nine Elders of the Shaolin Heart Meditation Hall, those with cultivation levels below the Great Martial Saint could not get up close. Even if the Great Martial Saint fell into the circle of true energy of the formation, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape.
Thinking that the He Quan Sect would be unable to conquer this formation, Fan Yao frowned and looked at Yuan Mao.
Yuan Mao looked at the formation with sharp eyes for a long time, and suddenly snorted coldly: "This formation is already an immortal magic method, which transcends ordinary martial arts. Nine old monks merged their true energy into one, and unified it according to the schedule of the old monk Du'e.
I am afraid that even the true immortals from the mainland would not be able to gain control of it."
Yin Tianzheng raised his eyebrows and asked: "Maang'er, can you and the leader work together to break the formation? What if we are joined by a few old guys?"
Yuan Maung glanced at Fan Yao and muttered: "After you enter the battle, your soul and true energy will be suppressed by this Buddhist magic. Not only will you be unable to move, you will even suffocate to death. In addition to those who set foot in the immortal stream, you will also have to
Only by condensing spiritual thoughts can we see the clues and resist the magic power of the formation.
Now, in our sect, only Master Fan and I can join the formation, but fighting alone, we may not be able to overcome the adversity. At this time, if they form a large formation, they will be even more powerful..."
Yang Xiao said in a deep voice: "What should we do?"
Yuan Mao clapped his hands and said, "I'll go in and try it first. Although the old monk's formation is powerful, they can't keep me in the cross-legged formation. Maybe I can find a flaw."
As he spoke, Yuan Mao jumped ten feet away from where the nine old monks were sitting cross-legged, and said loudly: "Yuan Mao, the deputy leader of the Mingjiao religion, asked the nine eminent monks to teach me."
Du'e opened his one eye and said: "Vice-leader Yuan has great magical powers. I heard it from my nephew in Kongjian.
Hehe, you fought against the seven major sects alone five years ago and forced the world's heroes to submit to you. You were no less willing to give in than the leader of Yangding Tianyang back then.
We are in our dying years and only wish to meditate. We should not come out to seek death. But seeing my nephew begging for help in vain, and it is related to the rise and fall of the martial arts in the Central Plains, we have no choice but to set up the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.
So that Leader Fan and Deputy Leader Yuan know that this formation is the number one magical power in our Buddhist sect.
It was created by Fang Sheng when he was debating sutras in Daxiangguo Temple. After Fang Sheng broke through it, the nine brothers, Lao Nin and his brothers, had been sitting in meditation for decades. Although they had only cultivated to 80% of the fire level, they could still see the magical power of Buddhism.
Leader Fan and Deputy Leader Yuan are both true immortals in this world, so please give me your advice!"
Du'e's dry voice fell, and the eight old monks, including Du'e, Du'an, Du'an, Du'an, Du'an, Du'an, Du'an, etc., opened their eyes at the same time.
Accompanied by sixteen sharp and electric gazes were eight morning bells and evening drums that beat in the hearts of people, shouting: "Amitabha!"
The sound mixed together is like the rolling thunder in Songshan Mountain, which makes people feel that all the thoughts and evil thoughts are swept away.
The orthodox masters were of course admired in their hearts and felt ashamed. The envoys of the Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect also looked stern and secretly said that they were powerful.
Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others looked at each other with shock. They all knew that it would be difficult for them to bear the Buddhist lion roar of the eight holy monks alone, not to mention that the most powerful one, Duerhe, had not yet worked hard.
After seeing the magical powers of the nine elders of Xin Chan Hall, the envoys and Dharma kings now believe what Yuan Mao said and know that the Vajra Demon-Suppressing Array is indeed no trivial matter.
Not to mention trying to break the formation, it would be a problem for me and others to get close to the magic formation...
Yuan Maung's spiritual thoughts were like arrows, shooting into the circle of the magic circle to observe the changes in the connection between the nine old monks. At the same time, he took a deep breath and used the Tai Su Hua Sheng Gong with all his strength. After three breaths, he twisted his waist and legs.
With one movement, he jumped forward three feet like a swimming fish.
The Vajra Demon Subduing Formation is a Buddhist magical skill created by combining the wisdom and Buddhist martial arts of the monks on the basis of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle. It can be said to be completely separated from martial arts. It can be regarded as the only true Buddhist method created by Shaolin Temple. It is powerful.
The stool is far inferior to ten empty views and the indestructible magical power of Vajra.
The Vajra Demon Subduing Formation can be used by at least three people, and currently it is deduced that the maximum is nine people. The true energy spreads out to a radius of ten feet. The true energy within ten feet is like a sea and a lake. In this sea of true energy, an old man
With just a thought, the monk can lift up a thousand swords and control a feather below. He can understand all kinds of changes and detect the smallest details. It can be said that the body of the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation is like the body of a land immortal, no matter what the coming person does.
It is so powerful that it cannot withstand the endless sea of true energy.
Yuan Mao's skill is that of a monk who has just started to refine his energy and become a god. Although he can be regarded as a land immortal according to the martial arts realm, the power of his spiritual thoughts is naturally inferior to that of Duhe.
However, Yuan Mao has been cultivating under the visions and illusions of the four gods Zhou Botong, Lin Qingxuan, Xiao Longnu, and Li Mochou since he was a child. In addition, he has extraordinary talents in foreign cultivation. Not only is his physical strength far above that of ordinary martial saints,
Even the tenacity of the divine will that had just been condensed for two years was far superior to that of Fan Yao. Even though it was not as strong as Duanhe, its tenacity and sharpness were three points better.
Yuan Mao really relied on the tenacity and sharpness of his spiritual thoughts to find a gap and insert himself into the formation in an instant. However, as soon as the nine elders of the Xin Chan Hall thought, the sea of true energy suddenly boiled and expanded, and endless power squeezed out from all directions.
, the sound of crackling air explosions sounded at the same time, like a thousand artillery being lit at the same time in front of the Shaolin Temple.
More than 200 disciples of the seven major orthodox sects and more than 2,000 disciples of the Mingming sect were shaken by the roar behind them, causing their eyes and ears to bleed and they fainted to death.
Even the masters with the level of a great master were heartbroken and distraught when faced with this explosion. The leaders of the sects and others hurriedly ordered the elders to get medicine to treat the unconscious disciples.
When the explosion sounded, Yuan Mao felt that his whole body was being squeezed down by the endless Buddhist energy. In an instant, Yuan Mao's bones were squeezed so hard that he could not save his life.
The alarm went off in Yuan Mao's heart, and he quickly used the secret technique of transformation. The bones of his body crackled, his blood boiled and roared, and his clothes were torn apart with a tear, and then he turned into a man with a height of one foot and two feet.
A giant with most of his body naked.
After Yuan Mao used his original magic technique, the most powerful sea of qi in the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation could no longer hurt him, and at most made Yuan Mao unable to move.
Seeing Yuan Mao split his clothes and transformed into a giant, he took a few steps and arrived in front of the nine elders of Xin Chan Hall. Fan Yao, Yin Tianzheng and others all cheered with joy, but Mie Yan, Shi Huolong, Bai Yuan, He Taichong and his wife, etc., exclaimed in low voices,
Even Kong Jian twitched his eyebrows and was secretly worried.
Seeing that Yuan Maung was about to step on the troubled black face when he took a big step, a big wave suddenly rose up from the sea of qi and hit him on the head.
Yuan Maung's right arm was pushed back more than five feet with a horizontal movement, and the bluestone slab under his feet was slid out into two gaps that were more than a foot deep.
Yuan Mao used his palms to shoot out, taking advantage of the moment when the momentum of the wave of zhenqi was forced to stop, he slanted his shoulder and hit it.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and Yuan Mao took three steps back before shaking his head, his face changing, and he said solemnly: "What a powerful Vajra Demon Subduing Array, perfect and indestructible. I'm afraid it is second only to the Qingxuan Patriarch's spell in Zixiao Palace."
It’s an immortal magic, and its defensive power is the best in the world!”
Five years have passed. Yuan Mao has not only married Yin Li, but has also gained an understanding of the martial arts. He is no longer the ignorant young man he was back then.
Therefore, Yuan Mao had long known the identities and origins of his four masters, and also knew that the Mingjiao also regarded Emperor Qingxuan as its founder. He thought that since Zixiao Palace did not care about world affairs, he might as well help the Mingjiao become the leader of the martial arts alliance, so as not to
Let the bald donkey of Shaolin Temple point fingers all day long.
Du'e's single eye flashed, and he said: "People say that Master Yuan is a great martial saint. Today, it is clear that he is a land immortal who has condensed his spiritual thoughts. The immortal magic of you, the King Kong, is so good that I feel that I can't break it.
With your Dharmakaya, apart from the ascended Golden Immortal, you can be said to be the best master in the world."
Yuan Mao didn't believe what the old monk said. He looked at the Seven Heroes of Zhongnan whose expression changed slightly and thought to himself: The old monk might want to force Zhang Sanfeng to deal with me...
"Old Zen Master Du'e is ridiculous. I can't break your Vajra Demon Subduing Formation for the time being. Please teach me again tomorrow!"
Yuan Mao opened his big hands and kept pushing away the waves of infuriating energy, then turned around and was about to jump out.
"If Deputy Leader Yuan can come in and out at will, wouldn't it look bad to our Shaolin Temple? Let me give him a whip!"
Du'e's voice rumbled, and as soon as his thoughts moved, an invisible ribbon of true energy suddenly separated from the endless sea of true energy and fell towards Yuan Mao.
At this time, the eight old monks of the Duzi generation were surging and squeezing infuriating energy from all directions. Yuan Maung's dharma body erupted with walls of energy to resist, but he was unable to dodge.
The whip of Zhenqi of the God of Fighting Calamity brought out a burnt smell and exploded in the air as it landed on Yuan Maang's head, and was about to hit Yuan Maung.
Yuan Mao's body-protecting Qi was instantly torn apart by the Qi Whip. Yuan Mao had used all he had learned throughout his life, but he could not stop it. At the critical moment, he suddenly remembered the many magical skills of Mingjiao he had learned in recent years, and suddenly raised his head and blew out a stream of air.
A burst of hazy energy flew out of the continuous block with energy.
When Du'e's qi whip struck the side of Yuan Mao's neck and face, there was only a trace of blood and no serious injury was caused.
Yuan Mao took the opportunity to jump ten feet away, and after about two ups and downs, he returned to Fan Yao. Feeling the soreness on his face, he was frightened and thought to himself: "I didn't expect the old monk to be so powerful.
With one move, it seems that this Vajra Demon Subduing Formation is not only the best in defense, but also extraordinary in turning defense into attack. I can't break it alone, not even with Master Fan. I have to have two immortals with concentrated spiritual thoughts to accompany me.
When I enter the formation, I have to have two true immortals to restrain me so that I can have enough energy to break the formation... It's just that except for Leader Fan, there is no true immortal in our sect. I still need one person to find him..."
Du'e saw that Yuan Mao had countless unique skills and could seriously injure him, but he still asked him to escape. Although the old Zen master had already practiced to the realm of detecting the four characteristics of people and me, he felt a little regretful for a moment.
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"Deputy Master Yuan has incredible magical powers and rare skills. I am waiting for your sect's second attack."
The nine old monks clasped their hands together and said: "Amitabha."
The sound echoed in the stone walls of Songshan Mountain. The nine old monks closed their eyes and fell into meditation, with no breathing or heartbeat, just like sitting corpses.
Kong Jian and other experts from the temple knew that the Nine Elders of the Xin Chan Hall were clearly using the most profound method of Ku Zen. Even if they were to restore the depleted Zhen Qi, they were also trying to figure out Yuan Mao's martial arts.
Seeing that the nine elders of Xin Chan Hall were so serious, Kong Jian and Kong Wen looked at each other and saw horrified expressions on their faces.
Fan Yao and Yuan Mao knew that no matter how hard they tried, they could not break the formation, so they could only let their disciples carry Xie Xun's body and retreat together, preparing to discuss countermeasures.
So everyone from the Ming Sect retreated to the camp at the foot of the mountain to analyze the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, while the experts from the seven major sects also took a short rest in front of the Shaolin Temple and prepared for the attack.
In the leader's tent, Fan Yao and Yuan Maungao were sitting at the head. Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao and more than a dozen other senior officials surrounded the two of them, and everyone was talking solemnly.
Everyone was watching the spectacular scene when Yuan Mao entered the battle and monopolized the Nine Elders just now. They also knew that if he had been there, he would have been squeezed into pulp by the sea of qi. Therefore, most of the Dharma Kings remained silent and could not count their words.
Those are Fan Yao and Yang Potian.
The three of them analyzed a few words. Fan Yao and Yang Potian had the best vision, and they both decided that if they wanted to break the formation, they would have to have two true immortals who were in the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods to assist Yuan Mao.
Fan Yao sighed softly: "I am the only one in our sect who has condensed my spiritual thoughts. I am afraid it will take you ten years to break the sky. Where can you find an immortal now? Hey, is it possible that the hundred years of accumulation of our Ming sect will be destroyed?"
For nothing, will you become a slave under the seven major sects of the Central Plains again?"
Longxu Dharma King stood up and said: "My master has gathered his spiritual thoughts in thirty years, but he lives in seclusion in Xingxiu Sea and has closed the door to death. Even at this time, it is too late for Pindao to rush back to Xingxiu Sea to ask his teacher to come out;"
Yin Tianzheng also sighed: "Water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the near..."
The big tent suddenly fell into silence, and everyone frowned.
Yang Potian sighed softly: "Actually, there is another way...but it's too much...ah...don't mention it..."
Fan Yao understood his mentor best, and he smiled as soon as his eyes flashed: "Yes, Potian, you are the reincarnation of Master Yang. Back then, Master Yang was the reincarnation of the true immortal. You only need to use our sect's Beiming Xinghai Divine Art to absorb it."
With enough master's Qi, one can refine Qi and transform into a spirit within one day, condensing spiritual thoughts, and then he can join Yuan Mao and I in the battle. However, this method requires the brothers of our sect to sacrifice their lifetime accumulated skills. It is indeed
Inappropriate…”
After Fan Yao finished speaking, all the followers of Zhongfa King and others showed joy. Yin Tianzheng was the first to stand up and said: "I am now nearly ninety years old and have only a few years left to live. This Songshan War is related to the rise and fall of our sect. I am now a disciple of Mingjiao.
How can you sit back and watch, burning my remains with the blazing holy fire, willing to sacrifice for my Ming Cult? Leader, Potian, is the true energy of my Great Martial Saint enough?"
Wei Yixiao, Wu Sanren, flag bearer and other martial sage masters also stood up to recommend themselves. Only the martial sage masters from Baituoshan, Jingang Sect, Wuwei Sect and Persian Religion either remained silent or spoke at the end.
Fan Yao knew best that these people would not sacrifice themselves for Mingjiao. It was good to be able to fight smoothly without betraying the religion, so he did not place high hopes on these people at the beginning.
Looking at Yang Potian, he said: "Potian, it is related to the rise and fall of this sect. Since all brothers are willing, you can use their true energy to wish you to condense your spiritual thoughts. I estimate that with the combined efforts of more than ten martial saints, each person can have the most
Losing three to four percent of your true energy will help you make a breakthrough, and you will be able to recover after concentrating on practicing for three or four years..."
"Yes, yes, Brother Yang, let's do it!"
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After everyone's persuasion, Yang Potian reluctantly agreed, and then Fan Yao, Yuan Mao and others protected the law. The top Mingjiao officials who voluntarily contributed left the air to connect with Yang Potian's true energy, and then Yang Potian
By operating the mind method, you can continuously absorb everyone's true energy into your body.
It turns out that more than ten years ago, Mingjiao disciples discovered the old site of an older sect near Kunlun Mountain, and obtained many fragments of magical skills. They discovered that they were all Taoist magical skills, the most profound secrets below the level of a martial sage.
Fan Yao and others studied together and combined the immortal skills to deduce these residual skills into immortal martial arts. The most powerful one is based on the Beiming Divine Skill, combined with the secret method of Sanyuan Yanxia Transformation and the remains of immortals.
The "Bei Ming Xing Hai Magic Technique" he created was extremely powerful and domineering. Xie Xun turned defeat into victory thanks to this technique.
Now that Yang Potian has the experience and foundation of cultivating spiritual thoughts in his previous life, he only needs to use the Beiming Xinghai Divine Art to absorb the true energy of more than ten martial saint masters into his body, and use the supreme method of refining energy to transform into gods. Naturally, he can quickly condense the spiritual thoughts.
In one fell swoop, he became a land immortal in a short period of time.
After a day and a night, at midnight the next day, Yang Potian suddenly opened his eyes. The candle in the tent suddenly went out. It went dark and then brightened suddenly. His eyes were like lightning, illuminating.
He left the tent and breathed like thunder, waking up thousands of Mingjiao disciples.
After a while, Yang Pocai transformed into a mature man with a reserved spirit.
Fan Yao and Yuan Mao laughed and stood up to congratulate: "Congratulations to Brother Yang for concentrating his spiritual thoughts and becoming a land immortal who refined his energy and transformed into a god..."
Yang Potian absorbed nearly half or even most of the original energy of the martial saints, but everyone's energy declined, especially Yin Tianzheng, who was the oldest, and his face was covered with wrinkles and fell into a coma with a black face. It seemed that there was
Life is in danger.
Yuan Mao, Yin Ye Wang and Yin Li were shocked and rushed to Yin Tianzheng. Yuan Mao passed away, and Yin Tianzheng slowly woke up. He saw that Yang Potian had mastered the magical skills and became a true immortal. He suddenly laughed and said
: "The great rise of Mingjiao is unstoppable. It's great, it's great..."
As he said this, Yin Tianzheng's eyes darkened and he lowered his head to the west.
Yin Li lay on the Eagle King and cried loudly, making everyone in the Ming Cult sad.
Yang Potian also felt quite sorry for himself. Fan Yao knew that the second brother Yin's wish was for the Ming sect to flourish, and knowing that his death was worthy of his death, he immediately got up and arranged for his disciples to pay tribute to Yin Tianzheng.
By the time Yin Tianzheng's funeral was settled, it was already the early morning of the third day. Fan Yao, Yuan Mao, and Yang Potian looked at each other, clapped their hands with increased confidence and said: "I'll climb the mountain today and fight again!"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The next chapter begins to reach its climax, and it’s time for the protagonist to appear.