"Wonderful, wonderful."

The old monk's heart was like water, and he was not moved at all, he just gently stretched out his palm to meet it.

The dazzling light of the dragon scale blood dagger was in the old monk's bland palm.

The dagger suddenly lost its brilliance, as if it had been absorbed in an instant.

Wu Xuan was shocked, the old monk's seemingly bland blow actually contained terrifying suction.

caused all his attacks to spread around, and not even a single one fell into the hands of the old monk.

"If you are really a master in the world, your strength is so terrifying."

Wu Xuan calmed down his shocked heart, he wanted to draw out the dragon scale blood dagger, but the old monk took the lead in throwing it out.

"It's kind of interesting."

The old monk's voice was flat, but his heart was extremely surprised.

This move, looking at the whole of China, there is only one person who can learn it.

His inner guess was more certain.

Wu Xuan stood still, gasping slightly, he finally saw something extraordinary about the old monk.

He responds to all changes with the same, and at the moment of his shot, he can instantly bloom thousands of figures.

The old monk's moves are varied, and his strength is even more terrifying, which even Qin Lao can't do!

"Looks like that's the end of it."

The old monk folded his hands, and he had a basic understanding of Wu Xuan.

"No!"

Wu Xuan shouted, he withdrew the dragon scale blood dagger and dealt with the old monk with both fists.

"Oh? Does the donor have any other tricks? The old monk asked.

Wu Xuan chuckled and said, "Senior, take it." ”

As he spoke, his fists stood together, and suddenly the momentum was surging, and a sky-like irreversible power was revealed.

"This!"

The old monk's eyes flickered, and he was a little surprised.

"Nine changes in the sky." He let out a low snort.

Wu Xuan has the spirit of not admitting defeat, this is the Chinese supreme mastery taught by Qin Lao.

Even the first three styles are extremely powerful.

He knew that he would not defeat the old monk, but he couldn't let others look down on him, and he couldn't lose Old Qin's face!

The fist wind came out violently, like the roar of the sky.

The old monk finally moved, at the moment when Wu Xuan's fist collided with him.

He dodged as fast as an illusory bubble, dissipating in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xuan stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"The seniors are really unfathomable, and the juniors are convinced."

Wu Xuan sighed in his heart, just now his fist contained the power of the sky, and he obviously locked the old monk.

Who would have expected that it would be able to break free from the shackles at a critical moment and float away easily, which is the strength of a truly strong person.

However, who expected that the old monk was even more excited than him, and his compassionate and loyal face was full of ecstasy.

"You are a member of the Dragon Gate."

Wu Xuan was surprised: "It turns out that the predecessors know about Huaxia Longmen. ”

He instantly felt that the old monk was even more unusual, full of a little mystery.

can know his true identity from his own tricks, which shows that the old monk has something to do with Longmen.

The old monk chuckled and said, "How do you know...... Well, to be able to meet the people of Longmen, and to have a fate with the Buddha, it is really a destiny destined by heaven, wonderful! ”

Why did he know that Wu Xuan was a Dragon Gate, because only the son of the Dragon Gate was qualified to practice the Nine Transformations of the Firmament!

He reminisced about the past, when everyone called him the Pure Dust Monk.

This is his Buddha name, he is one of the three ancient people in China, and Qin Chen's master, the master of the Baji Sanren, is collectively known as the three ancient people.

The three strange people of Buddha, Taoism and Dragon who are famous in China are really unborn old monsters who have long looked down on everything in the world.

If Wu Xuan knew about these words, I am afraid that he would be shocked and speechless.

But the Jingchen monk had already looked down on it, and he would not tell Wu Xuan, which surprised him.

Jingchen smiled lightly: "So, your master, but Qin Chen?" ”

Wu Xuan nodded of course: "It's Elder Qin." ”

"How is he now?"

Wu Xuan knew that the old monk must have a relationship with Qin Lao, and his Buddhist Taoist, who cultivates Buddhist scriptures every day, has no enmity with Qin Laoding, so he wants to tell the truth.

"He's in retreat, trying to break through the legendary Grandmaster's realm."

"Oh?!"

Monk Jingchen's eyes moved slightly, and a flash of light flowed.

He secretly knew in his heart that this kid had good roots, and sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person.

Wu Xuan is especially longing for the legendary Grandmaster Realm, which is the peak of the real powerhouse, the realm that everyone yearns for.

Monk Jingchen suddenly asked, "Do you want to see what the cultivation of the Grandmaster realm looks like?" ”

Wu Xuan's eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate: "Naturally, I want to." ”

"Okay, I'll let you see how the cultivation of the true grandmaster realm is!"

Wu Xuan was shocked, in this way, the real strength of this old monk is the Grandmaster Realm!

What an unfathomable realm.

"You're good, the old man only shot once."

The figure of the pure dust monk is flickering, and when the pace stops, there are flowers of Buddha seal golden lotus blooming, containing Sanskrit sound interpretation.

He is like the golden Buddha from the great western heavens, who is responsible for the indignation and suffering of the world.

He stretched out his palms, and suddenly Wu Xuan seemed to see Jingchen's elegant dust heart.

The dust heart is beyond the world, not stained by the smell of red dust and copper, it is for the Buddha rhyme, the complicated scriptures, and the old monk's body.

His palm is neither flashy nor light, rigid and soft, and there are thousands of Buddhas.

Good and evil, compassion and murderous intent are all on display, as if they can control everything in the world, control life and death, and flowers bloom and fall.

After the golden lotus blooms, it withers, and the meaning of vitality and extinction is myriad and extremely profound.

Wu Xuan was shocked, his heart was ethereal, and the Buddha rhyme echoed the old monk's palm.

He could feel the life in it, the terrible silence of death.

He didn't dare to underestimate that this was the full palm of a grandmaster-level powerhouse, and it was terrifying.

He is like the smallest ant in the world, and this palm has become the world.

Monk Wu Xuanguan Jingchen shot extremely slowly, and then the next moment it fell in front of him, making him unguardable.

The intimidation shocked him.

The palm of the Pure Dust Monk fell on his chest, but at this moment, he felt that the Pure Dust Monk had dispersed all his strength, sending and receiving it freely.

Wu Xuan was defeated, and he was defeated with one move.

He was shocked in his heart, the Grandmaster Realm was really terrifying.

Even if it was Master Qin Chen's might, he couldn't let himself lose in one move.

The monk returned to his plain simplicity, shook his back to Wu Xuan, and said: "This palm is my purification in you, meditating in front of the Buddha for 24 hours, and having a good epiphany about the trick I just made, especially the moment of the shot." ”

"Thank you for your advice."

Wu Xuan knew that this was the old monk's good intentions, and the way of the Buddha was fully embodied in the palm of his hand.

As for whether you can comprehend it, it's all up to you.

Later, in the temple, Wu Xuan sat cross-legged facing the Buddha, and he emptied his mind and immersed himself in this empty environment.

This big Buddha's eyes were shining, as if he was staring at him, wishing him to comprehend this trick wholeheartedly.

(End of chapter)