370. Chapter 369 The ninth level of the entrance


After taking off his monk's robe and exposing his strong upper body, Mokong's energy obviously changed.

Wisps of brilliance and vitality reappeared on the face that was already somewhat sullen.

Even the depressions under the cheekbones, the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and the nasolabial folds on the face have become lighter, as if they are thirty years younger.

Turtle breath technique.

Through a method similar to the hibernation of an old ghost, all the essence is stored in the body. People who practice this method usually look like they are sick and old, but they are actually accumulating and tempering the energy and blood in the body.

This also makes these masters not to take action, but once they take action, they will shock people and become gods.

Yin Xiu also investigated the records about Mo Kong before and found that the last time he fought against someone was thirty years ago.

At that time, they were facing off against a great master who used Tongbei Quan. The two fought behind closed doors, and the outcome was not known to outsiders.

But since that battle, Mokong has been living in Hongde Temple for a long time, and there are no records or rumors of fighting anyone.

Therefore, some people suspected that he suffered internal injuries in that battle, so that he had to recuperate and could not fight with others.

Including the last time, when Yin Xiu visited Hongde Temple at night and was caught by the third chief, Mo Kong just sat there without taking any action and allowed Yin Xiu to escape.

At that time, Yin Xiu had already experienced a series of battles and was seriously injured.

With the speed Mokong showed now, he could definitely catch up with Yin Xiu and stop him.

Even if Moro didn't take action, under the attack from him and Maha, Yin Xiu would definitely be unable to fly, but Moro didn't do that at that time.

Later, after the injury healed, Yin Xiu thought about the reason.

First of all, it must be ruled out that this is due to the restraint of a noble family.

In martial arts novels, the most popular thing among Buddhist sects is to bully those with more power.

What about the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple, the three holy monks fighting against the strong men of martial arts? Which one was not created by these people in an upright and aboveboard manner?

Will they be so-called reserved? Yin Xiu didn’t believe it.

After some time passed, Yin Xiucai realized after hearing those rumors and rumors that this bald donkey simply had bad legs and feet and could not run.

Until today, the truth finally emerged.

It's not that Mo Kong can't fight, he just doesn't want to fight.

I don’t know if he regretted letting Yin Xiu go. Anyway, Yin Xiu regretted not fighting against the two masters to kill him, even though he was powerless at the time.

The recovery of vitality only took a moment. Mokong's figure skyrocketed and he regained his youth. Even the meridians that had been damaged by forcibly inflating energy and blood were repaired in an instant.

Without any further words, Mokong took a deep breath, twisted his feet lightly, moved like a rabbit, and rushed towards Yin Xiu with wind and thunder wrapped around him.

He didn't have ghostly movements like Maha and Zhuokong. One second he was still far away, and the next second his hands were covering his face.

Mokong just ran towards Yin Xiu step by step, just like a farmer running in the fields.

But the more sparse and ordinary his footsteps became, even showing a kind of clumsiness, the more Yin Xiu felt that he couldn't take it lightly.

The two of them rushed forward and clapped their hands. The moment they were about to touch each other, Mokong's hand seemed to suddenly turn into a whip, twisting a strange trajectory in mid-air and sweeping towards Yin Xiu's eyes.

Tongbei Quan!

Yin Xiu You Long Jin activated, and when she retracted her hand, she tilted her chin back and pushed her knees against Mo Kong's chest.

Just then, another whistle was heard.

Mo Kong changed his stance to a slap, and slapped Yin Xiu on the knee. While resisting Yin Xiu's attack, he used the force of the rebound to hit Yin Xiu's chest with a back fist. Peng!

It was obviously a slap, but there was a loud noise. Yin Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and crashed into the group of monks.

"Pujie, what kind of person are you to dare to offend Master Mokong of this temple? Do you know..."

Pfft...

Before the monk finished speaking, a hole was made in his neck, and Yin Xiu killed him with a knife.

"Shut up, just watch it as an audience, do you think you are the commentator?"

Yin Xiu wiped away a trace of blood foam from the corner of her mouth and looked at Mo Kong, who was already in the distance.

When Mokong saw that he had killed a monk, his face remained neither angry nor sad. He just said calmly: "The anger is too strong and we should change it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran forward again, with the same clumsy steps, but Yin Xiu felt that he could not escape and had no chance to turn around and escape.

Pupils shook, Yin Xiu held two swords in his hands and walked towards Mo Kong.

Mokong's eyes widened in anger, and his eyes emitted a strange light, like a mortal King Kong.

At this moment, a red evil ghost flew out from in front of Yin Xiu and hit the door facing Mokong.

The evil ghost face activates! A sure hit.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the beast totem on Mokong's chest seemed to come to life, and his eyes suddenly opened and glowed fiercely.

The red evil ghost was driven away as soon as it crashed into Mo Kong's body.

The fierce ghost face is destined to hit, cannot be blocked, and cannot be avoided, but it does not mean that it cannot be dispelled and eliminated, just like Mo Kong is doing now.

The ferocious beast totem was obviously not tattooed casually, but some kind of body-protecting spiritual beast, similar to how some people in the frontier tattooed King Ming on their bodies to seek blessings.

But I don’t know what’s true about those people, but the ferocious beast on Mo Kong’s body is real!

This was probably some kind of body-protecting Qi similar to the Dragon and Tiger Qi. After understanding that it was no longer possible to actively activate the evil ghost face to affect Mo Kong, Yin Xiu gave up taking tricks and resorted to strong attacks.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

There were three more lightning-like strikes. Mokong's hands moved faster and faster, bypassing the black knife, and struck Yin Xiu's arms, face and chest one after another in a daze.

Yin Xiu changed her hands and blocked two of the blows. After all, she was unable to dodge the third blow. She was hit on the shoulder by Mo Kong and flew sideways, crashing into a side room with smoke and dust everywhere.

There was a lively fight below, but Lan Po stood on the top of the Sutra Pavilion, but her heart felt cold when she saw it.

Mokong, although he has used the Turtle Breathing Technique in the past thirty years, he has not been idle.

The Turtle Breathing Technique is not only used to accumulate energy, but also allows Mokong to maintain the physique and energy of his prime. It also exercises his strength and meridians all the time.

Like the roots of a plant buried underground.

A tree may only be a dozen meters high on the ground, but its tangled roots beneath the ground may be an entire kingdom.

This is not what worries Lan Po the most. Judging from the few fights just now, Mokong's hands, whether it is strength or the control of energy and blood, are probably no longer ordinary hands in the world.

Somehow, Lan Po vaguely felt that Mo Kong was no longer in the ordinary martial arts realm at this moment, but was in the ninth level of the profound entrance that could be counted with one hand in two hundred years!

Today is no longer the era of ascension in the daytime. The so-called Taoism through martial arts or alchemy is just a somewhat exaggerated statement.

In an era when few people could touch the three major secrets, the ninth level of the Profound Passage was the master among masters. Mokong was already standing on the top of the world's martial arts, and he could see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance! (End of chapter)

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