The old monk felt a sticky force coming from Gu Chaoci's palm, which stuck his palm tightly. The palms of both sides faced each other, and the Shaoshang point of his thumb was aligned with his Shaoshang point. The other party moved his palm force upward. The inner energy was sucked in endlessly.
Even though the old monk had superb cultivation, he had already regarded everything as the same. He couldn't help but make waves in the ancient well and said with approval: "Not bad."
As he spoke, he followed his suction movement with his right palm, and with a slight wave, an extremely powerful secret force, like a flood discharge from a dam, hit Gu Chaoci's palm violently, and his left hand elbowed backwards at the same time.
The stronger the inner strength, the greater the suction force of the Beiming Magic. Gu Chaoci's inner strength is so deep, and the power is even more unimaginable. As he was doing the exercises, he felt a burst of true energy surge out from his palm. It was majestic and indescribable. , with the force of a wolf rushing and rushing wildly through his meridians and acupoints.
When using the Beiming Magic to absorb the opponent's internal energy, you should use the passage between the Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Ren Meridian, and then store the Qi Sea in your own gallbladder.
But the inner energy of the old monk was like a galloping horse. If Gu Chaoci wanted to absorb it, he had to rein it in, otherwise his meridians would be as miserable as a human trampled by a real horse. At that moment, the inner energy was transformed into invisible reins. The "horse group" is caged. The left hand is pushed out at the same time, and the old monk's elbow is lifted out.
The strength of the old monk's elbow was enough to knock over a thousand-jin boulder. He was able to hold it up even with the split of his strength. He couldn't help shouting, his inner strength suddenly gathered, and his strength became concentrated, as if ten thousand horses were united into one. , turns into masculine palm force, more powerful.
Gu Chaoci felt a mountain of true energy in his meridians, making his whole body sore and weak. He was very surprised. He hurriedly switched from inhaling to sending out, and sent out the force of the Dragon Subduing Palm. The back force pushed forward the force, and the power was unparalleled.
The two of them were touching each other with their palms, and the old monk was secretly surprised when the tip of his palm touched a steel plate.
Gu Chaoci only thought that the old monk was old and could be bullied, but once he made contact, he felt that the opponent's palm force was masculine, but his elbow force was extremely soft, as if he had hit a thick ball of cotton, and the supreme power of Wang Yang's palm force could not be exerted. , and was immediately shocked.
The old monk sighed: "The layman has thought carefully!" After thinking for a while, he added: "It's just that the layman has such a arrogant nature and peerless magical skills, and he takes a step back before the winner is determined, which is really unexpected. .”
Everyone looked back and saw that a man dressed in white had already arrived behind everyone. Gu Chaoci had his hands behind his back leisurely, looking high in the air.
Wu LaoDa endured and endured, but the talisman of life and death was all tied to Gu Chaoci. How could he hold back and asked loudly: "Master, who won?"
However, the old monk has unified everything, and his cultivation can be called the incarnation of heaven and man. The true energy in his body is thick and pure, and it can change in thousands of ways. He can make the true energy roll and run like crazy, and he can also absorb the vast ocean. A grain of corn is hidden in nothingness. Under endless changes, the way to resist absorbing energy depends on his mood.
The two of them used the "Raining Flowers in the Sky" Kung Fu at the same time. The dead leaves and branches were fragile and tender things, but after concentrating their extreme strength, they were no less dangerous than a sword.
Shaolin disciples and people from Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands looked at his back, feeling confused and desolate in their hearts.
In the blink of an eye, the two have fought more than two hundred moves. For a moment, it was difficult to tell the difference. They saw only two shadows of green and white entangled, and the strong wind howled.
At this point in the fight, the old monk did not expect that Gu Chaoci was only in his twenties, but he was extremely experienced in martial arts. He had all kinds of palm skills, finger strength, and sword energy at his fingertips, and the changes were unpredictable. He secretly sighed: "This guy How can the Shaolin monks imagine such abilities? Fortunately, I can still withstand it, but he is so young, how can his future achievements be limited?"
"Do you need to say more?"
But the old monk's state of mind has reached a wonderful and extraordinary state, as still as still water and as stable as a rock, which is indescribable.
Following the sweep of his big sleeves, the uncast wind swept up thousands of leaves and dead branches, as if the arrows and steel balls fired from a powerful crossbow slingshot were shot at the old monk with a "whoosh".
Xiao Yuanshan murmured and asked: "Is it over?"
But what he has learned is a new way, which is the nemesis of any miraculous internal force in the world. When the "Nine-Yang Divine Skill" is strong, the breeze blows on the mountains, self-sufficient, and endless.
For my use, it is like the North Ming Dynasty, carrying all big and small boats, big and small fish. Relying on these two, if it were any other person, Gu Chaoci would be able to suppress him and surrender.
"It's too late, the outcome has been decided!"
"Xuannan, let's make a bet!"
"You're coaxing me again!" Wang Yuyan shook her head sadly: "You have so many ideas, who knows what dangerous things you will do again one day!" As she spoke, tears flowed down again.
With this thought in his mind, he spun his body and kicked his feet repeatedly, unleashing his true energy. A piece of ground suddenly rose up from the ground beneath his feet, as if an earth-colored barrier covered countless Gu Chaoci.
The move had been made, but the man was still far away, but the strong wind stirred up the branches and leaves around Gu Chaoci like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
With a "boom", the big tree broke waist high.
Zhu Xuan was stunned and thought: "Who asked you to secretly learn martial arts from our school? If senior brother Xuanci hadn't stopped you, your martial arts would have been disabled long ago. Are you still not satisfied?"
In an instant, he stretched out his hands, separated them from left to right, and laid a circular barrier in front of him, which was three feet thick. Gu Chaoci's Qi needle was sharp and sharp, and when it came into contact, it chirped, and the sound was like the roar of a spirit snake.
.But the finger force slipped past him, causing the dust and sand on the ground to swirl, forming vortices, which was really beautiful.
The old monk was originally following closely behind him, but he stopped the formation of leaves and slowed down his momentum. He said with a smile: "What a rain of flowers!" With a flick of his sleeves and robes, the wind blew the leaves, and the thousands of leaves under his feet were also blown.
Welcoming him.
Seeing that he didn't explain anything, Gu Chaoci only wanted to talk to him. He didn't want to ask more about the secret, so he raised his hands and said, "I dare not hide it from you, master. Gu went to Shaolin with great fanfare today, and any attempt to settle the grudge between Guisi and Xiao Yuanshan is actually an excuse.
I only hope that I can have a fair fight with you and prove the way of martial arts, which is my long-cherished wish."
The sound of "chi-bang" was heard endlessly, and the sound was louder than the collision of hidden weapons.
But the old monk did not dare to look down upon Gu Chaoci. He cast his eyes towards him and said: "When martial arts reaches a certain level, cultivating the mind is better than refining the Qi. You naturally know this, but you can actually cultivate the Dantian together."
And the merit of the two great seas in Guzhong?"
Once seven people form a formation to attack the enemy, as long as they can achieve the three major combinations of Qi, Shi, and Yi, and with the help of each other, they can make quick changes, even the most powerful masters who are several times stronger than them will be trapped to death.
If Gu Lang is defeated then, wouldn't he become a laughing stock in front of everyone?
Without waiting for Xuannan's answer, he added: "I bet that Gu Chaoci will win."
Gu Chaoci couldn't send out all the power of his palms. For a moment, his energy and blood surged, and his body shot out backwards, like a meteor dragging lightning, and hit a big tree. He spun around, hugged the trunk of the tree with one hand, and spun around like a whirlwind.
After one lap, my inner breath is already relaxed.
Wang Yuyanfang's heart was tied to Gu Chaoci. Listening to the two people's movements, her legs couldn't help but feel weak. She wanted to go up the mountain to help, but Gu Chaoci had a ban in front of her. Besides, Shaolin Zhuxuan would definitely not let her go. If she had to force him to go,
, either there will be a fight, or they will go together.
It is still a very ordinary move, but in his hands it is the strongest move in the world.
Suddenly I heard someone sigh: "I hope he can really be relieved of his hatred by this boundless Dharma."
Gu Chaoci sighed quietly: "The body is like a boat without ties, who can really see the head at a glance? Maybe one day I will leave this world in my sleep?"
Seeing that Gu Chaoci hadn't destroyed Shaolin yet, Ah Zi hurriedly urged.
All the Shaolin Xuan recited Amitabha Buddha, and Xuan Nan looked at each other angrily: "Xiao Yuanshan, are you crazy? You actually bet on him to win?
The master is an eminent Buddhist scholar who despises fame and belittles victory or defeat. But I am not like that. It is only because I am not sure of victory that I follow you here."
But when the old monk saw Gu Chaoci's sword move, his eyes showed unprecedented solemnity.
Sang Tugong and some island masters and cave masters murmured: "Who the hell is the one who deserves to win? This old monk is so old, he knows how to play tricks!"
At the same time, he circled his arms, spitting out his palms with lightning, and a ball of true aura, like thunder from the sky, passed through the air.
Xiao Yuanshan glanced at him sideways and snorted: "Is there any difference between me now and dead?"
The power of the ear is so high that it is difficult to describe. It can be said that no one is unaware of it, and it is obvious to all. Even if Gu Chaoci's invisible finger power is invisible to the naked eye, he can hear the future events clearly, and not only does he not have the slightest fear, he is reincarnated.
The desire to win.
For the first time since the two men fought, the old monk fell into a defensive position. Gu Chaoci dispersed the power of his fingers and turned it into an attack of air needles. The force was like a dragon going out to sea, like a rope, like a long tassel, like a powerful arrow, like a steel spear.
, even wrapped and wound, even cut and thorned.
The level of literary attainments is actually difficult to judge if both parties are masters.
But in the face of such a powerful enemy, the old monk did not panic at all. His spiritual sense was everywhere, and he was aware of everything. He linked his hands together, half attacking and half defending, just like a eagle circling, a dragon and a snake running fast, Gu Chaoci
No matter how fast he strikes, several palms that are as powerful as thunder will miss one after another.
The body shook and split into seven parts, as if seven people in white clothes were attacking the old monk from the front, back, left and right.
Gu Chaoci said softly: "I, Gu Chaoci, only do things based on my heart. As long as I don't express myself, who can guess what I think?
Moreover, the seas and fields have changed, time has changed, and the vastness of the mountains, rivers and landforms still need to keep changing, let alone ordinary people?"
Gu Chaoci waved his hand and said: "Master, I hold you high, but I am not a gentleman, and there is no need for me to sacrifice my life.
Speaking of the word "knowledge", he stood up suddenly, his sleeves were like dragons coming out of the sea, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
…
After a long time, a green shadow flashed in front of the Shaolin Temple, and everyone looked intently. The old monk in Qingyi strolled, and in a few steps he came to the Shaolin Zhuxuan, clasped his hands and smiled.
Wang Yuyan was thinking to herself, how to make a decision.
Although Shaolin Zhuxuan, Wang Yuyan and others are outside the temple, they are all people with profound internal skills. With their deep internal skills, they can hear the movements several miles away, especially the fight between Gu Chaoci and the old monk, which is as loud as the sky.
The power is naturally heard.
Gu Chaoci used this formation alone. Although he could not achieve the three major combinations, which would increase his combat power exponentially, he could not move at all. Once he took action, his body movements were so fast that they exceeded the limits of human power. Stars, lightning, and ghosts and phantoms were not enough.
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Seeing the old monk's move, Gu Chaoci felt unprecedentedly domineering and fierce. Not only was he unstoppable, but he was also unavoidable.
In this open space of dry forest, there seemed to be countless Gu Chaoci flying in the sky and escaping the earth, galloping freely. Such a scene seemed to be otherworldly martial arts.
Although Gu Chaoci's movements were fast and there were many afterimages, the earth wall came up and covered him completely. He had no choice but to shake his palms, which had just shaken the earth wall into powder. When he saw the opponent's palm, he did not force it.
His feet retreated faster than the wind, and the old monk's forceless palm flew past him and hit a big tree.
As he spoke, he looked around: "There are few people here, and there are many people waiting in front of the temple. Therefore, the outcome of this battle is only between you and me, and no one in the world will ever know.
He paused and then said: "It is ridiculous for some ignorant people to expect that a person's thoughts will remain the same without knowing it!"
I wonder if this is because I am under the threat of this move? Or is it because after the battle just now, the old monk's martial arts cultivation has improved to a higher level?
Gu Chaoci didn't have time to think carefully, so he used the fingers of his right hand as a sword and stabbed it out with a trembling hand. It was the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
"What an awesome Yang Finger!"
There was also silence in front of the Shaolin Temple. No one answered his question. Thousands of pairs of eyes were all staring at the gate of the Shaolin Temple.
Master Xuannan of Bodhidharma Hall was full of confidence. He respected the old monk as if he were a god. However, when Gu Chaoci interrupted his hand, he naturally added: "Of course he is the master!"
When Gu Chaoci saw that he was unable to perform his duties, he laughed loudly and said: "Old Zen Master, you are looking at my Taoist teachings."
In the blink of an eye, the two men exchanged another hundred moves, and the old monk gradually felt his heart beat faster. When he looked at Gu Chao Ci, although there was a little sweat on the tip of his nose, his breathing was still long and even.
Boss Wu was stunned.
The old monk glanced at him and said with a smile: "The person who deserves to win wins!"
There is a saying: "There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts."
Therefore, people who practice martial arts naturally have the desire to compete and win.
But Gu Chaoci disappeared and appeared, as fast as lightning. He was here and then behind. His palms were rolling, sweeping and slapping, grabbing and poking. The wind of his palms stirred up, and his clothes and hair fluttered.
When worry and joy filled Wang Yuyan's water-cut eyes at the same time, she could hear clearly that the world a few miles away suddenly returned to calm. It was absolute calm.
Xiao Yuanshan sneered: "If I win, you let me go. If I lose, I will give you a profound Shaolin internal skill!"
Gu Chaoci smiled and said nothing, and turned to look around, but saw Wang Yuyan looking at him, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and her heart ached. He raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears, and said softly: "Yan'er, from now on,
I will never take risks again and will be with you wholeheartedly from now on!"
If we only talk about the depth of cultivation, there is indeed a gap between the two sides. This is not in martial arts or wisdom, but in years, just like the annual rings of a big tree. Compared with the old monk's glass of wine, Gu Chaoci is limited to his age, and although the taste is
It is also good, but its stamina is not as good as its pure cotton.
Ah Zi felt happy and asked quickly: "Brother-in-law, did you win?"
Putting his hands together and smiling, he said: "I already feel it. You are here for me. I don't want the layman to be able to tell you frankly. As long as the layman no longer has any entanglement with this temple, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"
The "Tiangang Beidou Formation" is a unique method for defeating the strong with the weak. It is far beyond what many opponents of the same level can match with their outnumbered formations.
He knew that although his internal strength was not inferior to that of Gu Chaoci, after all, he was old and his physical strength was no longer forgiving. When encountering a master like the other party, such an all-consuming battle would inevitably lead to a decline in one effect if the battle continued for a long time.
Good policy.
Can you say who is stronger, Li Bai or Du Fu?
It can only be said that a hundred people can meet a hundred people!
But the level of martial arts is obvious, because one can determine the level.
All the Shaolin mystics chanted "Amitabha" together, and the joy on their faces was visible to the naked eye.
If it were any other master, facing such invisible finger power, he would have already been defeated.
Although their voices were low, the Shaolin masters could hear them clearly. They respected the old monk as if he were a god or a Buddha, and immediately glared at him.
The old monk's heart trembled, he turned around and stretched out his palm, waved his hand, raised his foot, and a strong wind fell from the sky. It was all in harmony with the laws of nature, and all methods were difficult to approach.
The old monk's face was solemn, and he took two steps back with anger. But it was already too late. The Yiyang Finger was originally a pure Yang finger, but it can be combined with the innate skills, hardness and softness complement each other, and it was out of control, taking advantage of every opportunity.
, pervasive and endless.
No matter how profound the Buddhist teachings were, the old monk was calm and calm in his heart, but these few sentences from Gu Chaoci naturally made his heart agitated, and the ambition deep in his heart was infinitely magnified.
There was a loud "boom", and the air seemed to explode. Dust and sand flew in the field, and the wind and grass were everywhere.
At this moment, the old monk finally understood the power of Gu Chaoci. Not only was his internal strength unparalleled, but his body skills were also incredibly fast. This footwork was based on the "Tiangang Beidou", which coincided with the celestial phenomena.
His sword move had no momentum at all, it was weak, slow, and more playful than a child's play.
However, the people in Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands felt their hearts sinking. They stared at the old monk who was shaking all over, and felt that his internal organs were churning, as if the life and death talisman was about to take effect.
The old monk's inevitable palm was dodged by Gu Chaoci, but he regained the initiative, and then he rose into the air and struck again.
The old monk felt empty in his heart, but he had long felt that Gu Chaoci should know him and came here just for him this time. After hearing these words, a fire could not help but ignite in his chest.
The old monk flew into the air. Although his figure was thin, it blocked the sun behind him. From a distance, it looked like he had emerged from the red sun and pounced towards Gu Chaoci like an eagle striking the sky.
The old monk laughed loudly, picked up Xiao Yuanshan, and disappeared among the red walls and yellow tiles like a puff of smoke.
"Oh, brother-in-law, sister, don't you stop being in love here, we haven't finished doing the business yet?"
Wherever the force of the palm touched, trees as thick as a bowl a few feet away were broken and fell to the ground.
Two invisible finger forces were like living dragons and snakes, like needles and thorns, shooting out from the index fingers of Gu Chaoci's hands.
The old monk smiled slightly and said: "It is said that the inferior ones practice martial arts and the superior ones practice their hearts. How could I not know?"
If he wins, can you still live?"
Although the old monk knew that among the seven people, six were false and one was real, he could not figure out the mystery for the moment and could not distinguish the true from the false, so he had to ignore the true and false for now, and he must not let him get close.
Shaolin is still the number one Shaolin sect in the world, and Gu is still the number one master in the world."
"Who will win?" Xiao Yuanshan asked abruptly.
This strange sentence came out of nowhere. Wang Yuyan was stunned for a moment and said dejectedly: "In my life, everything has changed because of you. If you are gone, I will be gone too."
But this kind of calmness is a kind of calmness that makes people feel relaxed. The wind blowing on the face makes people feel cold, but it also makes people feel full of comfort and comfort.
Gu Chaoci thought for a while and suddenly blurted out: "Master is so familiar with Taoist martial arts. Have you ever fought against Xiaoyaozi?"
The old monk felt an extremely sharp force rushing through the air.
"You also know this?" Gu Chaoci was slightly surprised.
The old monk paid attention to Gu Chaoci and said leisurely: "Taoism is the same and Buddhism is the same. When it comes to the top, they are almost the same. I am familiar with Taoism, but I have nothing to do with others!"
Gu Chaoci saw that he had such deep inner strength to perform the Beiming Magic Kung Fu, but could not perform it. Although he was shocked, he laughed and said: "Master has discovered the 'I am, I am, I am', and there is nothing in my heart. This Shaolin sect's inner strength has entered
It’s a wonderful place, it’s unique in this world, come again, come again!”
"Yes, let's get down to business!"
Gu Chaoci gave a long laugh, the sound was like a dragon's roar, and pulled Wang Yuyan to blink a few times before disappearing from the front of the Shaolin Temple.
Amid the roar of the dragon, a group of people were left behind, looking at each other in bewilderment.