The first thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters
Murong Fu found it incredible. Not to mention that he could vaguely see the outline of Lotus Peanut three feet away. Even the other party's voice was almost at that position. But just now he had jumped more than three feet. This was evident from the fact that Huang Rong and Lin Chaoying
The position of the sound can prove it, but looking now, Padmasambhava is still three feet away.
He forced himself to calm down. There must be some details that he had overlooked. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered what Lin Chaoying had said before, "Bursts of Sanskrit sounds, sometimes far and sometimes near..."
"Yes, the sound is the sound!" Murong Fu then remembered that the basis for his judgment of the opponent's position was the sound from beginning to end. Even the vague outline was because Lianhuasheng's voice sounded there.
I had a preconception that he was there, but in fact, in this absolute darkness, can I count with my eyes? Obviously not.
Thinking of this, he tore off a piece of cloth from his body. With a thought, the cloth spontaneously ignited with a pop. The fire instantly dispersed the small area of darkness, but it seemed as if something could swallow the light source in this space. The swaying fire could only illuminate three or four feet.
He simply threw the burning cloth towards Lianhuasheng's position.
Murong Fu secretly said that sure enough, even though the time was short, he still saw that the "Lotus Peanut" three feet away was actually a clay sculpture.
He sneered, "Haha, I thought Padmasambhava was some kind of expert, but it turns out he can only do such little tricks. It's really disappointing."
As he spoke, he stooped and swept his legs. There was a bang, and something was kicked to pieces. There was actually more than one clay sculpture placed in this place.
"Hey, little friend, how can you be disrespectful to Buddha?" Lianhuasheng's voice sounded again, but what was different from before was that this time the voice came from all directions, like a yellow bell, and it made several people's eardrums buzz.
, almost fainting.
"If the Buddha wants to stop me, then what if I destroy the Buddha!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, slowly covered his eyes and ears, and a strange spiritual sense penetrated his body.
came out, covering a radius of more than ten feet.
Huang Rong and Lin Chaoying were shrouded in this spiritual sense, and felt a chill in their hearts for no apparent reason, as if something was looking through them from the inside out.
Murong Fu sensed carefully for a while, but still couldn't find the location of Padmasambhava, but he was not in a hurry and said calmly, "Master, if you have the guts, please say another word and listen."
In fact, he automatically closed his hearing and could no longer hear anything.
"Buddha Infinite Life, my little friend is really very enlightened, but he is very angry. If things continue like this, he is afraid of falling into the devil's path." Padmasambhava sighed quietly, and this voice carried some strange power, and it actually penetrated directly into the minds of several people.
As soon as the word "Dao" came down, Murong Fu's figure suddenly jumped out to the left. He made a circle with his left hand in the air, and made a high-pitched palm with his right hand. A dragon's roar shook the air, and the golden energy was like
It fell down like a small mountain in the sky.
In the darkness, a big hand with golden light suddenly appeared. There was a loud bang, and the two palms met. The big golden hand shattered suddenly. Murong Fu's Dragon Subduing Palm force was also shattered into pieces. His body turned somersaults back, steady.
He landed on the ground and said with a smile, "No wonder the master is so confident. It turns out that he has created a maze and his true body is hiding here."
Lianhuasheng also smiled and said, "My little friend can cultivate his spiritual consciousness to such an extent. The old monk admires me."
Although he deliberately kept his tone calm, you could still feel a hint of surprise in his words.
It was much easier to find the position of Lianshuang. Murong Fu stood out, with a piece of sword energy hanging on his sword finger, and slowly slashed it down. Although the movement was slow, after a blur of sword energy, it split into countless parts in an instant.
The energy is endless, and the void has been cut to the point of creaking.
The sword light shone on Lianhuasheng's face, which was as dry as tree bark but as white as snow.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Lian Shengsheng was covered with golden light. He opened his hands, and instantly split out seven or eight hands. Those who used swords, those who used fists, and those who clapped their hands actually broke all the sword energy at once.
Although Murong Fu couldn't see it, he could clearly sense it with his spiritual sense. Those seven or eight hands were just like real ones, and he was slightly surprised.
Immediately, he stood up from the ground, and made a condescending move to fly the dragon in the sky. The majestic palm force pressed the void to the point of shattering. It was precisely because of the idea of defeating skill with clumsiness. No matter how clever the opponent's move was, with this palm,
Let's see how he performs it.
But at this moment, Lianshuang's figure suddenly doubled in size, and a cloud of golden smoke condensed on his head, just like a jack, and his palm power could no longer be reduced.
In the air, Murong Fu turned his palm into a sword, and a long sword that was as solid as a substance was instantly condensed in his hand. When he thrust it down, what surprised him was that the toughness of the golden smoke cloud was so unexpected that it could not be broken even by the sword.
After all, he is unarmed. The sword condensed by the true essence is still true essence after all. The opponent's true essence is obviously known for its tenacity. When Huang Laoxie was seriously injured, an uncontrolled true essence took him a long time to crack. Now he is facing the enemy in battle.
, how could it be possible for him to break immediately.
Suddenly, several strong winds struck, but the seven or eight hands moved at the same time, each using a different Kung Fu to attack Murong Fu Gong.
Murong Fu was in the air and had used up all his old and new strength. Naturally, he could not stand firm and had no choice but to turn over and retreat.
"May I ask Master, what kind of martial arts is this?" Murong Fu asked.
Padmasambhava's attack missed, and he retracted his arm again, "Immeasurable Life Buddha, the old monk calls him 'Thousand-Armed Tathagata'."
There is a man named Zhao Banshan in the world, who is known as the "Thousand-Armed Tathagata" because he is very good at catching hidden weapons. Among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, there is also the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm, but the power of the palm is unpredictable.
The palm is like a thousand palms, but in the hands of Tianshan Zhemei, there is a grappling technique that can separate seven or eight arms. Tianshan Tonglao used this to restrain Li Qiushui's Baihong Palm, but that was only because the speed was too fast.
, it just creates an illusion.
Like Padmasambhava, each hand seemed to have grown on his body and he could do his own thing. This was the first time Murong Fu had encountered it.
After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, can you tell me how you did it? Is there some mechanism behind your back that allows you to control eight hands at the same time?"
Lianhuasheng smiled and said, "My little friend, if you want to learn, it's easy. Just join my tantric sect and the old monk will teach it to you. As for whether it's a trap or not, maybe you'll know after you defeat me."
"What's so great? Let me take a look at your peep show and see if you really have such magical martial arts." Murong Fu cursed in his heart, his figure blurred for a while, and he split into seven or eight figures in an instant, standing at different places.
From the angle, he actually wanted to imitate Padmasambhava. Each figure used a different martial arts to attack Padmasambhava at the same time.
But this is obviously an illusion that he evolved at an extremely fast speed. Normally, he can deceive people, but when compared with Padmasambhava's trick just now, it is clear that it has no effect at all. The eight ways of the eight body shapes
Except for the one move that Murong Fu personally used, the other seven moves instantly turned into nothing when they hit the golden light of Lotus Flower.
The last move was repelled by Padmasambhava's "eight hands".
Murong Fu said angrily, "Didn't Master say not to move? Why did you do it?"
Lianhuasheng laughed and said, "The old monk said not to move. He just said that the limbs, including the body, should not move. But he didn't say that he didn't need martial arts. The old monk has no ability to sit here and get beaten by his friends in vain."
Murong Fu was speechless for a moment. He didn't believe that there was any perfect martial arts in the world, let alone that a person could grow eight hands. It was just that he hadn't discovered it yet. He calmly waved his hands, and the sword energy and palm power swarmed out.
.
For a moment, there was a banging sound in the darkness, and there was a flash of light, but it was only fleeting.
Huang Rong and Lin Chaoying, who were seven or eight feet away, couldn't even see the moves of the two men clearly. They could only judge by the sound that the two were fighting fiercely. The strong energy shook the space, and the strong wind blew the two women away.
His face hurt.
"Senior Lin, haven't you opened the acupuncture points yet?" Huang Rong couldn't help but ask. She didn't know why, but suddenly she was a little worried, for fear that Murong Fu would not be Lianhuasheng's opponent.
Lin Chaoying sighed, "No, this old monk's energy is really powerful. My eight meridians and eight meridians have been sealed, so that's it. There is still a ball of energy in my Dantian, just like a living person. As long as my true energy
As soon as I move, it immediately attacks my Dantian, alas..."
She is also very aggrieved. With her martial arts, she is already at the top of the world, and she can see all the mountains and small mountains. After meeting Murong Fu, her martial arts were sealed and she became his prisoner. Now she finally recovered and was captured by Lianhua again.
With her skills locked away and imprisoned in this dark place, she has almost gone crazy after these few days.
Huang Rong thought for a moment and suddenly shouted towards where Murong Fu was, "You should leave quickly. With your martial arts, they can't keep you."
But Murong Fu seemed not to have heard anything, and even Lian Shengsheng, who had been calm and calm before and answered everything he asked, was silent. The two of them seemed to have melted into the boundless darkness, or were dealing with it wholeheartedly.
Following each other's moves, the energy fluctuations in the air became more and more intense.
After hearing this, Lin Chaoying asked in an incomprehensible tone, "Gang Leader Huang cares so much about this kid, when did you get along?"
When Huang Rong was asked by her, even though she couldn't see her face clearly, she could still feel that it must be as red as blood. After a long while, she hesitated and said, "I...I...is not what the senior thought, he...
…He risked his life to save us, and it’s reasonable and emotional, shouldn’t we worry about him?”
She could emphasize the word "we" to remind Lin Chaoying that now is the time to share the same hatred and hatred, and not to talk about what is and is not.
Lin Chaoying was silent for a while, "Maybe, you don't have to worry, this kid loves himself more than anyone else. If his life is really in danger, he will run faster than anyone else."
Huang Rong did not comment on this, and said worriedly, "Although his martial arts is high, maybe not worse than that old monk, but in this darkness, I'm afraid he will be affected to some extent."