Yi Ge and the old monk fought for hundreds of rounds, a fight, Yi Ge suddenly felt hearty, years of suppression, Jiuli quenched the body, just like a volcano that could not erupt after many years, this battle can finally be a big battle without scruples.

The old monk was powerless, and after dozens of rounds, he was already powerless, and he was defeated. Although Yi Ge won, but the old monk empty yin fist method is endless, the left shoulder is still a punch, but after Jiuli quenching the body, Yi Ge's physical strength is much higher than the old monk, the old monk galloped the rivers and lakes for decades, how rich the combat experience is, so Yi Ge's victory is not easy.

Yi Ge saw that the old monk's internal strength was exhausted, Yi Ge withdrew most of his internal strength, and fought against it, which was really empty and yin again: "You have been defeated, let the little donor enter the customs", and the Qing Gong saluted and said: "Amitabha, thank you for the mercy of the donor's subordinates, the poor monk should have retreated from the six desires, but it has been rare for many years to have an opponent, and I hope the donor will forgive me", Yi Ge returned the salute: " The master is polite, the master of the empty yin boxing method, all kinds of mysteries, the Dharma is profound, the thought of it, the quick and short, the body will be lost, the retreat and attack are one, which makes people unpredictable, not that they have rough skin and thick flesh, I am afraid that one punch has already been defeated."

Liqing nodded slightly and said, "The donor is humble, please let the donor enter the customs." Liqing turned around and left, the grass house was gone, and he could only go back to the temple to make plans.

Yi Ge walked for a stick of incense, went around and saw a grass house, there is a pool in it, the lotus flowers in the pool bloom, if the four seasons are not thin.

A tall and mighty old monk, two feet with white hair, do not see the old and mighty, but see the graceful demeanor, Yi Ge thought: "This old monk must be a beautiful man when he is young", although Yi Ge is usually humble and polite, but the arrogance in his heart still exists, but he can't bear the slightest arrogance when he sees this old monk.

The old monk did not move and whispered: "The old monk is wise, please teach the donor", although the old monk's voice was weak, but Yi Ge felt that the sound was like thunder, and Yi Ge gave a slight salute.

The old monk also saluted: "Amitabha, the Qing junior disciple's cultivation is out of the time boxing method, and the one I practiced is the Dora Ye Finger, although I am on par with the junior brother's exercises, but I still have to work hard to pass my level."

Ten fingers are like a hundred lotuses blooming, finger power swaying freely, Yi Ge exerts a hundred vertical and thousands of personal methods, dodging everywhere, no matter how hard Yi Ge can't get close to Zhi's body, several times almost injured by Zhi Zhi's finger power, Yi Ge thought that there is a kind of exercise called Seven Yin Finger Determination in the Jiuli Gong Method, Yi Ge thought: "Since you can't get close, then point to finger", the reason why the Jiuli Gong Method has the effect of quenching the body is that the power emitted by the Jiuli Heart Law is extremely evil, and the ordinary body can't stand it at all.

The seven yin fingers exude yin and evil poison everywhere, and the Dharma grand Dora leaf finger, just one yin and one yang, one good and one evil, as the saying goes, evil is not better than good, but now it is a stalemate between good and evil, Dora leaf finger is full of fierceness, but the seven yin fingers are extremely feminine, Dora leaf finger passes, such as ten thousand arrows through the body, draped in the net, strong can wear a hundred pounds of heavy stones, where the seven yin fingers fall, like the land cracked, impregnated finger force several zhang square circle.

Where Yige was, thousands of rats peeped into the hole, and thousands of rays of light illuminated, and the side of Zhizhi was like a landslide. Seeing that the residence where he lived for decades was wiped out in an instant, his heart was unbearable, the lotus pond had given rise to a trace of ice chips, and a pool of lotus flowers would be destroyed if he continued, and Zhi slowly collected his merits: "Amitabha, the poor monk is willing to bow to the wind", Yi Ge said: "The master did not lose, under the stalemate, it is difficult to win or lose", Zhi said: "The poor monk's skill is on par with the Qing junior brother, but you have profound skills, I can't do it, and I will only lose if I continue to fight, and then this pool of lotus flowers will also suffer, it is better to stop here."

Yi Ge bowed slightly: "Master, be merciful, the kid admires." Wisdom said: "Amitabha, the donor continues to enter the customs."

Zhizhi went to take care of the lotus in a pond, and Yige continued on the five-way road. Yi Ge walked straight to the next grass house, there was a fat monk sitting in front of him, and there was a sleeping snow lion next to him, the monk couldn't see the age, Yi Ge thought: "Since they are senior brothers, they should be quite old", Yi Ge saluted slightly, and the monk returned the salute: "Amitabha, poor monk, I am different from the exercises practiced by your brothers, what I practice is the Dharma sword method, so I am the only one holding a sword among the brothers", Yi Ge looked at his empty hands, and Fan smiled and said: " Amitabha, the donor has two junior disciples in succession, and there are no weapons, so you and I each hold dry branches to deal with?" Yi Ge said: "Thank you for your understanding", Li Fan continued: "The two of us don't have to fight for a long time, I only have one sword, and the donor will not be defeated, so I will let the donor enter the customs, how about the idea?" Yi Ge said: "It's the best."

Lifan patted the snow lion, and the snow lion shook its fat head and left. Lifan turned a withered branch into his hand with his palm, and Yi Singer's palm slightly opened a withered branch and grabbed it in his hand.

Fan turned the dry branch slightly, and then lightly picked it up, the body shape moved, and the body shape and swordsmanship complemented each other, which was extremely ingenious.

Where the Buddha's voice moved slightly, 'a reed crosses the river'. Yi Ge held up the dead branches, only to see the wind rising, the dark clouds, the starlight pierced the dark clouds like thousands of sword rain falling from the sky, the murderous aura overflowed, the air swallowed mountains and rivers, thousands of sword rain, wind, dark clouds all gathered on the dry branches, the dead branches creaked, Yi Ge whispered 'stars and thousands of rolls'.

Li Fan said: "This sword technique swallows mountains and rivers, although it has some similarities with the sword technique of the Valley of Forgotten Worries, but as far as I know, there has never been a move in the sword technique of the Valley of Forgetting Worries, I don't know if the donor can tell the poor monk that he is about to be defeated under what sword technique?" Yi Ge said: "The master has seen a lot, this sword technique is indeed the Xingluo Wanjuan sword technique of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrow, but this is the thirteenth style that no one has practiced for a hundred years."

Li Fan said: "Thank you to the donor, and the long-lost thirteenth style Xingluo Wanjuan is a great honor for the poor monk."

The two swords intersect, the sword edge is torn, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the branches are cut into the wood, the Dharma swordsmanship has the power of the Dingjiang Nahai, but at the beginning of the establishment of the Dharma swordsmanship, in line with the compassionate heart of Buddhism, the moves are strange and soft compared with the Xingluo Wanjuan, which is a little less sharp, and the two dead trees are torn apart, but the monk's robe is missing a corner.

Fan Dao: "Amitabha, the poor monk lost, I have long heard that the three major swords in the world are infinitely powerful, and the swordsmanship is a unique martial arts, a few days to see it, the wish has been fulfilled, but I don't know who the donor is after forgetting the valley?" Yi Ge said in a slightly low voice: "Master has passed away more than ten years ago", and Fan said: "Go to the world to suffer, ascend to the Western Bliss, Amitabha, donor enter the customs"!

Yi Ge left the grass house and went to the next level.