0484: yin and yang help each other, heaven and man are consummated
"I don't know who swept the floor, but I saw the grass was green and yellow. If you want to ask about that time, the spring breeze blew the wild tang...?"
Kong Jian was shocked and looked at the old monk sweeping the floor in the Sutra Pavilion. He murmured the poem he had just written, got up from the ground and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I don't know which generation of our monks this senior is? Why do we and other monks do this?"
I have never heard of you or seen you."
The monks who were overcoming tribulations, overcoming disasters, and overcoming disasters also all focused their attention on the old monk sweeping the floor, and their minds were buzzing in a mess.
Looking at this old monk's attire, he is clearly a serving monk working as a handyman in the temple. However, the dressed-up monk is only ordained but does not become a disciple, does not teach martial arts, and does not practice meditation. How can he have such terrifying power?
Now, in comparison, the threat from the leader of Black Wind Village is unimportant.
The important thing is, who is this old monk?
Why have these people, who have been in Shaolin for half their lives, never heard of or seen it?
If the leader of Heifeng Village hadn't come here today to find and force this old monk out, I'm afraid they still wouldn't know about his existence.
The skinny old monk in green robes slowly raised his head and looked down. Although his face was hale and hearty, his eyes seemed blank and lifeless. "In a hundred years of life, after entering the Buddhist monastery, how about not mentioning your identity? What if?
If you really want to get to the bottom of it, I, the old monk, can be considered the ancestor of all of you monks."
"Masters? Impossible. Who are you? How long have you been staying in this Sutra Pavilion?"
Du'e, Du'an and others were all stunned and suspicious.
If it weren't for the fact that the old monk's strength was truly astonishing, and the aura of meditation exuding from his body was undoubtedly that of someone who studied Buddhism diligently, they would all have doubted whether the old monk in front of them was entertaining them.
Even Jiang Dali, Xiao Feng, and Xiao Yuanshan stood there in shock and suspicion, looking at the old monk carefully, and did not move rashly for the time being.
The sweeping monk swept the floor with a broom, and his figure fell slowly from the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion like a fallen leaf that had been swept up.
He counted on his fingers, and after a while, he shook his head, with an apologetic look on his face and whispered, "How long have I been here in this Scripture-Depository Pavilion? I...I can't remember clearly. I don't know if it's forty-two."
year, or forty-three years.”
As he said that, the old monk raised his head and looked at Xiao Yuanshan, who looked shocked, "When this old layman Xiao first came to read the scriptures at night, I... I had been here for more than ten years.
Later... later an old layman Murong came, and a few years ago, the monk Boluo Xing from that day also came to steal the scriptures.
Alas, you people come and go, turning over the scriptures in the pavilion in a mess, and I don’t know why, but it makes me, a white-headed monk, very busy."
The three people in Du'e were startled at first, and then their bodies trembled slightly, as if they thought of something from each other's words. They all stared at the falling figure of the sweeping monk in disbelief, and then looked at Xiao Yuanshan with angry eyes.
Jiang Dali keenly grasped the expressions of these three people and narrowed his eyes.
"Do the three people from Du'e know the identity of this sweeping monk?"
Xiao Yuanshan also stared at the sweeping monk in shock, thinking that he had come to the Shaolin Temple to secretly study martial arts. No monk in the temple knew about it, so how could this old monk know?
Is it true that as the leader of Heifeng Village said, this old monk has been lurking in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion for many years?
He couldn't help but stare wide-eyed: "You old monk is talking nonsense, why have I never seen you before?"
The old monk sweeping the floor said: "The layman is completely focused on the martial arts classics and has no other distractions. Naturally, he cannot see the old monk.
The old monk remembers that the layman came to the pavilion to borrow a book on the first night, which was a copy of "Wuxianjie Fingerprint". Alas..."
At the end of the sentence, he shook his head and sighed, "From that night on, layman, you have entered the path of evil. If you were the layman trapped in the demonic circle of Vajra just now, you would never be able to escape."
"you you!!"
Xiao Yuanshan stared angrily, his heart was pounding, his eyes were shocked and angry, it was clear that he had been hit on the spot by his words.
"snort!"
Jiang Dali stepped in front of the old monk. Out of respect for the strong man, he slightly clasped his hands and raised his head and said with a deep gaze.
"I came to the ancient temple to look for you, Master. When I saw you today, Master did not disappoint me. Since you are unwilling to mention your past identity, Master, I wonder if Master can give you some advice and give some guidance to the younger generation."
The sweeping monk slowly turned his head and looked at Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali suddenly felt a shock all over his body. Although the other person's eyes were dull, as if he could not see anything, it was like he could see through every secret hidden in his heart, even the things in his body.
The opponent seems to see through the route of his power at a glance.
Such terrifying eyesight was something he had only experienced when he was weak and faced strong men like Dongfang Bubai.
Today I encountered this feeling again, which is obviously incredible.
To have such a feeling, it cannot be that the other party is far stronger than him, it can only be that the other party's spiritual realm, spiritual realm, martial arts cultivation, etc. are far beyond his.
The old monk sighed and said, "Jiangji, you are so young and have such strength. It is really rare. However, Jiangji, you have also entered the devil's path. It is a pity..."
"The magic way?"
Jiang Dali suppressed the tremor in his heart, chuckled lightly, crossed his hands across his chest and said, "Could it be that anything that doesn't conform to your authentic Buddhism is also a demon?
If the leader of this village is really a demon, then the positions of many demon sect leaders in this world will be given to me, and they all have to pack up and get out as soon as possible."
The sweeping monk shook his head, "I, a Buddhist disciple, learn martial arts to strengthen my body, protect the law and subdue demons.
Therefore, when practicing any martial arts, you should always have compassion and kindness in mind.
If you do not base yourself on Buddhism, you will definitely hurt yourself when practicing martial arts.
The deeper you practice kung fu, the more serious your injuries will be. If what you practice is just punching, kicking, and the outer kung fu of concealed weapons, then that’s it. It will do little harm to you. As long as your body is strong, you can resist it.
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The old monk doesn't know how to fight with others, and he never wants to fight with others.
But the old monk Guanjiang, your martial arts knowledge is extremely complex. Although you have your own system, you are too hasty and seek perfection, and now you are trapped in a demonic obstacle and bottleneck from which you can't extricate yourself."
"Um?!"
Jiang Dali was shocked. He wanted to refute, but found that he seemed to be right.
His current martial arts situation is exactly what the other party said.
Even though it has its own system, it is still quite messy due to the urgent need for perfection. It has not been completely transformed into its own whole and has entered a bottleneck.
Don't say anything else.
It is the Henglian martial arts that is based on the indestructible magical power of the Vajra and wants to be created in a new way. It is still in a critical period of choice and confusion.
Until now, he has only integrated and unified "Iron Cloth Shirt", "Thirteen Taibao Hengqigong", "Golden Body Kung Fu" and so on through communication with Wang Yuyan, which have reached the level of shocking the past and the present.
Then with the help of "Great Power Absorbing Kung Fu", he absorbed the internal energy of others to strengthen his own body, and created the most basic horizontal training martial arts at present - "Defense Horizontal Training".
In this state of horizontal martial arts training, his body surface membrane, muscles, bones and other aspects will also become harder and tougher, exceeding the limit of the normal human body by more than ten times, and his strength will be more highly condensed and resistant to blows.
Sex and strength will be improved a lot.
However, the martial arts evaluation of this kind of "Dali Heng Lian" martial arts is only a ground level, not even a unique skill.
It is even less able to achieve special effects such as hegemony, strength, indestructibility, and roundness.
So next step.
His plan is to fully integrate the "Indestructible Magic Kung Fu" into his own horizontal training system, and also to improve the strength of the technique's true energy, the consumption of the technique and other issues.
But this step is not simple.
Therefore, Jiang Dali fell into a bottleneck.
"Old monk, you are really not simple."
Jiang Dali suddenly laughed, looked at the sweeping monk, and loosened his arms around his chest. The momentum in his body began to rise slowly, and the Yin Shen communicated with all directions, "But I only know how to do it on paper, and I know that I have to do this."
Once you meet an expert, you have to have a thorough fight to truly gain something."
The sweeping monk smiled faintly and said, "If you don't fight me, will you get nothing?"
Jiang Dali said, "Yes. Only through fighting, fighting after fighting, between beating and being beaten, can a person truly grow."
The sweeping monk continued, "You should know that you can't win."
Jiang Dali said, "I don't seek victory! I also know that it is difficult to defeat you. There are many people who can make me, Jiang Dali, know that I can't win, but there are very few known people in Shaolin.
But in martial arts, many things cannot be explained by victory or defeat. If you don't do things beyond your own abilities, you will never be able to grow."
"good!"
The sweeping monk praised, "You don't seek victory, you only seek the Tao. You really have the heart to seek the Tao. If you want to fight, it will be easy. My hand is right here, old monk..."
He said, stepping forward slowly.
He stretched out a palm and slapped Jiang Dali on the head.
Jiang Dali's eyes narrowed, and he felt that the other party was walking towards him in a normal way without any fireworks. The old palm he extended seemed like an old man caressing the younger man's head. It was ordinary and nothing unusual.
But even such a palm with no peculiarity gave Jiang Dali a strange illusion, as if space and time were in conflict.
This palm is obviously very slow.
But when it reached his forehead, he suddenly realized with sweat on his forehead. The speed of this palm was extremely fast.
In the eyes of Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and other outsiders, they only saw the sweeping monk slowly walking forward and hitting Jiang Dali with his palm. His palm was about to touch Jiang Dali's forehead. Jiang Dali didn't even dodge, but his forehead was sweating, as if
His whole body was suppressed by something and he couldn't move.
Xiao Feng, who was the strongest in the field, sensed something was wrong through the Yinshen extremely keenly.
Because the moment the sweeping monk took action, a vast and almost imperceptible power of divine power locked the surrounding space within a ninety-foot radius.
This blockade is almost silent.
And at the moment when the old monk clapped his hand, the power of heaven and earth in the nine-foot space, including the old monk's energy and spirit, all blessed it.
This palm strike may seem ordinary, but in fact it will be earth-shattering in both the real world and the spiritual world.
"Benefactor!!"
Xiao Feng shouted loudly.
At that moment, Jiang Dali had already woken up and reacted. He gave up the power of communicating with heaven and earth that seemed to have been dulled for several beats, and shouted loudly, and his whole body began to emit a dazzling golden light.
boom!!
The ground exploded and collapsed under the feet of his body and feet, which were filled with true energy and seemed to have become heavier.
Wave!
The old monk's old palm hit the Yintang point on Jiang Dali's forehead, and what erupted was not the trembling sound of metal hitting each other, but the soft sound of waves.
Jiang Dali, who had entered the state of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill in an instant, felt his forehead tighten, as if he had hit the water, and had two completely different feelings.
One is the soft feeling of being deeply sunken, and the other is the hard impact feeling of falling onto the water from a high altitude.
These two completely different feelings broke out at the same time, full of contradictions and conflicts.
Jiang Dali's King Kong body, which had just entered the level 3 hegemonic stage, was shaken violently. He was directly shaken by the force of the conflict and took three steps back. His eyes widened in shock.
9 feet!
The sweeping monk has almost reached the ultimate level of the heavenly realm. He is definitely in the perfect state where the two gods of yin and yang merge into one. He can mobilize the power of 9 feet of heaven and earth to support his every move.
No wonder he can do incredible things when he sweeps the floor with ease. He can make the books return to their original places with a single sweep. Just now, he can neutralize his Dragon Subduing Palm power with a simple sweep of the broom.
This person can truly be in a state of unity between heaven and man at any time and anywhere, and mobilize the power of heaven and man to bless himself. For this kind of person, it will not cause too much mental loss.
Even because of its divine will, it has blocked a nine-foot space of heaven and earth, and it is difficult for other powerful people in the heaven and human realm to break through the blockade and mobilize the power of heaven and man.
When Jiang Dali felt a huge wave in his heart, Xiao Feng flew up with a roar, thrust out both palms, and struck out with a dragon-shaped force towards the sweeping monk.
However, the old monk seemed not to hear or see anything, and ignored him at all.
Xiao Feng's dragon-shaped energy from both palms pushed him three feet in front of the old monk, and suddenly he seemed to have hit an invisible wall of energy.
It was more like crashing into a fishing net. Although the palm force was strong, it was unable to exert any force. It was even bounced out by the air wall and went straight towards Jiang Dali.
"What!?"
Everyone present changed their colors in shock.
Jiang Dali was not surprised at all. Instead of feeling depressed at this moment, he was filled with excitement and desire for higher and stronger power. He rushed out with a loud roar and a cheerful heart.
“Come again!!”
boom!--
He turned his palms into claws and grabbed them. The golden claws were like dragon claws and they were fiercely torn apart. The air made a sharp whistling sound like air being compressed in a thin tube, and the fierce wind blew straight out.
Force the sweeping monk to lift up his snow-white beard...
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