For example, palm moves and this kind of empty-handed fighting method generally leave a lot of back-ups.
The reason for this is to control and defend, so that if something goes wrong, your life will not be lost directly.
But precisely because of this, these palm techniques no longer have the momentum of Prajna Nirvana. Naturally, Prajna Nirvana also lacks the control and defense.
Any attack method without control and defense will be easily counterattacked!
Only a scream was heard from Xuan Shan's mouth, and then he fell to the ground. Although he was not dead, he also lost the ability to resist.
Although this Great Prajna Palm is extremely powerful, it consumes a lot of internal energy after using it.
However, because the easy-going minions can be dealt with within one or two palms, there is little risk of losing internal strength.
In order to succeed in the sneak attack, Xuanshan attacked dozens of times without even having time to change his tone. However, he had profound internal energy and did not feel anything for a moment.
The next few palms were used with all his strength, and most of his internal energy was consumed. He had no time to adjust his breath and accumulate strength. In fact, it could be regarded as the end of his efforts.
Therefore, Xuan Shan, a young monk, wants to use his youth as an advantage to bully Wu Tao, an old Taoist priest who has already been in a coffin...
But I didn't want to suffer this bad luck myself. God really has eyes and retribution is not good.
Wu Tao's sword cut half-sized bloody gashes on Xuanshan's limbs, that is, his hands and feet.
Fortunately, Wu Tao still retained the strength of this sword at the last moment and did not kill him.
However, after stretching his muscles with a young monk, Wu Tao's old arms and legs also felt a little sore and uncomfortable.
Putting his sword on the ground, Wu Tao breathed and adjusted his breath while looking at Xuan Shan, fearing that his death would lead to a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.
the other side.
Xuanshan has become invincible since he mastered the skill of subduing demons with cassock at the age of thirty, and has gained a great reputation in the world.
Then, he was the top master of his generation from various sects. He had never been at a disadvantage in the competition of skills. Unexpectedly, he was defeated so easily by an old monster who was more than 120 years old.
Even though he is Qingyunzi, who is known as the best Taoist in the world, and Xuanshan, who has always been the strongest, he still feels deeply ashamed and humiliated.
He didn't care too much about the four sword wounds on his body. What he cared about was his reputation.
Xuan Shan was extremely angry, but facing Wu Tao, who was several generations ahead of him, he did not dare to say anything harsh.
Because Wu Tao's seniority is so high that it is unreasonable to be reasonable, let alone unreasonable.
After burning the incense, Wu Tao took a breath, obviously he had finished adjusting his breath.
After Wu Tao stood up, he said jokingly to Xuan Shan: "What's wrong, little monk, do you dare to be arrogant again?
Hearing this, Xuan Shan snorted coldly and turned his head away, obviously not wanting to talk to Wu Tao.
However, Wu Tao had to treat him because he wanted to maintain the relationship between Qingyun Temple and Shaolin Temple.
However, in order to take revenge on this stubborn monk, Wu Tao took out the golden medicine and mixed it with coarse salt.
He roughly tore off Xuan Shan's monk clothes, and then bandaged the wound with "strong force".
During this process, Xuan Shan grimaced in pain and his veins bulged. If it hadn't been for Xuan Shan's practice of bitter concentration meditation, he would have fainted from the pain.
For a moment, Xuanshan lost the ability to resist, even in his mind
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, racking your brains and racking your brains to figure out something, to no avail...
Because, no matter what time, strength is everything.
Suddenly, outside the inn, several more calls of Amitabha were heard, as if there were a large number of monks performing rituals there.
A monk named Dukong put his hands together and asked, "Is Senior Nephew Xuanshan really here?"
Several monks rushed to reply: "This is it, uncle, yes, the mark left by senior brother Xuanshan is still marked here..."
After Xuan Shan heard the sound, he was both surprised and happy.
In his heart, he secretly thought: "Why did my uncle come in person? This is really great."
It turned out that this monk named Dukong was from the same era as Wu Tao's original Qingyunzi, and was a little younger than Qingyunzi.
He is over 110 years old this year and has been retired for many years.
The realm of crossing the sky is also the realm of the great master.
…
In an instant, more than a dozen monks rushed into the door. The first one with white hair and a bright forehead was Du Kong.
Looking at his contemporary Du Kong, Wu Tao was obviously a little embarrassed when he merged with Qingyunzi's memory.
Bullying a junior is not a good reputation, even though the junior took the initiative and should have been taught a lesson.
However, it is definitely not a good reputation to bully the small in the arena, no matter what the reason is.
Xuan Shan circulated the internal energy in his meridians, struggled to stand up, bowed and said, "Xuan Shan has met my uncle."
Dukong waved his hand and replied: "Forget it, what's the use of so many mundane etiquette..."
"Hey, how did you end up like this? Who could be so powerful and hurt you like this? You must know that Taoist Brother Qingyunzi is here, that person is too arrogant, right?"
…
Hearing this, Xuanshan said: "Master, I am not doing my job well. I am about to apologize to my uncle. People from the Taoist sect think that the big ones bully the small ones, but they are shameless."
Dukong's two long white eyebrows moved slightly and asked: "Who is this? Could it be that he was injured by Taoist Brother Qingyunzi?"
Xuan Bin said: "Master Lin's uncle, it was Master Qingyunzi who did this, and all this was for Moko's magical power."
…
Wu Tao stood aside, listening to the two bald monks, one big and one small, singing in harmony, pushing themselves to death.
Those who made him angry almost drew their swords and fought against them. After a while, Wu Tao couldn't bear it anymore and cursed them loudly.
The two people in the first seat of Bodhidharma Academy and the first seat of the lecture hall recited Amitabha silently, and then said: "Senior Qingyunzi, we respect you as the Taishan Beidou in the world, so we only give up three points. Don't go too far."
Xuan Shan replied with a sneer: "Senior Qingyunzi thought he was the best in the world. Decades ago, he defeated the Demon God Sect that was ravaging the entire world..."
"Now, of course, I will not take Shaolin Temple seriously. Brothers and sisters, what are you waiting for? Hurry and capture him."
As the future abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuanshan has the privilege of giving orders.
When Dukong didn't say anything, the two chiefs and several monks heard what he said. Without waiting for Dukong to speak, they swarmed up and surrounded him.
Seeing this, Dukong recited Amitabha and asked hesitantly: "Is this really good?"
Xuanshan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, knowing that he had just been blinded
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The medicine worked.
He smiled and said: "Uncle, don't worry. Although Qingyun Temple is the state religion, our Shaolin Temple is not weak either..."
"Besides, the Sanskrit version of "Moko Magic" is the highest martial arts book in our Buddhist sect. How can it fall into the hands of a Taoist sect..."
"This junior will handle these matters properly. Master, uncle, please don't worry about these matters. Just be responsible for holding the battle."
Dukong looked at Xuan Shan, who had already been appointed as the abbot and abbot of Shaolin Temple, and felt quite inappropriate in his behavior today.
However, because of this incident, Xuanshan's inheritance rights are not abolished.
It happened that because of Qingyunzi's incident today, Dukong wanted to observe Xuanshan again to see if his behavior was up to standard.
If he fails to pass the test, he, an old guy, can still speak in the Shaolin Temple easily...
When the time comes, this little guy, don't blame me, this old guy, for being ruthless.
Therefore, for this reason, Du Kong got off the donkey along the slope and did not stop Xuan Shan from giving orders.
Facing the two top masters, as well as several eminent monks in the innate realm, Wu Tao did not dare to be careless at the moment. He stretched out his body, moved his Zhenwu sword, and used it in an upright manner!
With the flow of sword light!
It was even faster and stronger than the sword just now, and the Tao aura on the Zhenwu sword was even more fierce!
The reason why Wu Tao wanted to take action first was because he decided to show off the attitude of these bald donkeys. Even if he died today, he would not give the "Moko Magic Skill" to others.
And now that you have decided, you can't look forward or backward. People are quick, the sword is fierce, and the sword energy sweeps across all wastes.
Xuannan, the leader of Bodhidharma Academy, Xuanshan, the leader of the Lecture Hall, and other eminent monks really did not expect that Wu Tao would take action first regardless of his reputation as the best in the world.
The moment I was slightly stunned, this moment was just half a minute too slow. How could a master make the slightest mistake in his fight?
Therefore, Wu Tao's grasp of the situation with this sword has definitely reached the level of perfection.
Xuannan, Xuanshan, and other eminent monks could only jump back in a hurry.
Falling into disadvantage with one move, falling into disadvantage step by step.
Even if Xuannan, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, held an iron Zen staff and used the magic wand technique, he was easily pushed aside by Wu Tao with his Zhenwu sword.
Xuan Shan, the leader of the Lecture Hall, is still slightly stronger in comparison. He uses various methods such as "sticking", "picking", "sweeping" and "rushing" in the magic stick method, using a stick that can be called
The pinnacle of law.
Wu Tao struck out with more than a dozen swords in an instant, but all of them failed. However, Wu Tao struck the others like drowned rats with one strike.
However, after Xuanshan looked back at his injured body and joined the battle group besieging Wu Tao, Wu Tao felt that it was difficult.
In an instant, sticks, Zen staffs, fists, palms, etc. were all greeting Wu Tao.
At this moment, Wu Tao felt his breath suffocate. It was obvious that his old body could not support this high-intensity battle and began to strike.
The strong wind around him was like a stormy sea, coming in one wave after another. Wu Tao looked up to the sky and roared angrily, his sword energy spread across the sky, his sword light shot out in all directions, and he could only hear a loud clanking and rumbling sound.
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