Chapter 222 Beating up the Riddler
Xie Yuan's pupils shrank sharply when he heard Hui Jue calling him.
He just...
Did he say thank you to the donor?
Does this monk know my identity?
Xie Yuan's eyes changed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Looking at Hui Jue's innocent and indifferent expression, with the pearl of wisdom in hand, without the slightest hint of speculation, he remained slightly silent.
Then, Xie Yuan said calmly:
"I dare to ask Master Huijue, how do you know my identity? We are not familiar with each other."
Suddenly his identity was revealed. Xie Yuan naturally wanted to cover up subconsciously for a moment and get away with it.
But Huijue appeared so suddenly and stopped him in the alley, obviously he came just for himself. If you continue to make sophistry, you are just looking down on others and acting rogue.
Although I don’t know why he knew it and why, in such a situation, denying it is just self-deception, so Xie Yuan did not waste his words and looked at what kind of medicine Huijue was selling in the gourd.
Huijue smiled, recited the Buddha's name, and said:
"Don't you know the name of Buddhism's clairvoyance and clairvoyance?"
Xie Yuan frowned when he heard this. .
The name of Buddhism's magical power is as thunderous as ever, so of course he has heard of it.
However, perhaps the practice of these magical powers can make monks have sharp ears and eyes and sharp perception, but if they can really see and hear as if they are themselves seeing from thousands of miles away, Xie Yuan does not believe it.
If he is the abbot of Prajna Temple and the third great master on the Tianlong Ranking... maybe.
Xie Yuan was dubious. He had no idea what kind of power the Grand Master had. Was he really like a land god?
But he looked at Huijue and just shook his head and said:
"I have heard of the five magical powers of Buddhism, but if Master Huijue said that he knew it from this, I don't believe it."
"Amitabha! Monks don't lie, so why don't you trust the monk? ?”
Hui Jue had a smile on his face:
"The young monk not only knows that Donor Xie is hiding in Yunshan to learn swordsmanship, but also knows that Donor Mu went there with you..."
Xie Yuan's eyes narrowed. , and heard Huijue continue:
"More than that, the monk also knows a thing or two about what Donor Xie is investigating and how Donor Wang was killed." It’s like there are no secrets before him!
This feeling has never happened even in front of Li Xingtuo.
Is this monk... a disciple of the great master of Buddhism so powerful?
Xie Yuan's expression showed unprecedented solemnity, and even his title subconsciously changed, and he said slowly:
"Master Huijue even knows this, so I wonder if master can teach me?"
Hearing this, Huijue raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a three-pointed smile:
" Don’t you, Master Xie, not believe in the young monk’s clairvoyance and clairvoyance? Why are you asking now?”
Xie Yuan hesitated, pursed his lips, and didn’t know how to answer.
This monk seems to have a bad character...
Xie Yuan was still thinking about what to say when he heard Huijue sigh again:
“That’s all, anyway, the donor Xie doesn’t trust the young monk, so the young monk has nothing to say, so let’s just say goodbye.”
After saying that, Huijue turned around and walked out of the alley.
Xie Yuan didn't want to fall into his provocative plan, but he really wanted to know the clues about Wang Zhiyi's murder. No matter what Huijue said was true or false, he should still ask; secondly, Huijue came here for unknown reasons. It's not for nothing, just tease him here by revealing his identity. If you let him go like this, you will be completely confused.
Although he felt that Hui Jue was also pretending to leave, Xie Yuan's expression changed for a while and he said first:
"Master Huijue, please stay."
Hearing the sound, Huijue slipped and turned around, as if he had known that Xie Yuan would stay with him, with a smile on his face:
" Why, thanks to the donor, he thinks that the little monk has this celestial eye. Is Tong, Tian Er Tong worth seeing?”
Xie Yuan’s eyelids twitched, seeing that he was holding on to this, he could only nod his head solemnly and said:
“Master Huijue’s magical powers are amazing. I admire you.”
Huijue smiled and said:
“It’s easy to say, it seems you finally admit that I can use my magical power to see all kinds of mysteries.”
Xie Yuan nodded patiently:
“ Huijue The master has mysterious powers, clever methods, and everything in the world is amazing. I would like to ask the master..."
"Pfft, so you really believe that you can see thousands of miles away?"
Huijue pointed her finger at him, her face turned to the side, as if she was suppressing a smile.
Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot:
"Master Huijue, what do you mean?"
"It's nothing, I just think you can't even do this It’s a joy to believe it. What kind of cultivation can I do?”
Xie Yuan's face was serious, and he said patiently:
"So Master Huijue doesn't know anything?"
"Yes."
Huijue restrained himself He smiled and said lightly:
“I wonder how I found you?”
Xie Yuan frowned tightly:
"Then you..."
"It's not about clairvoyance, there are other methods. This world is just like a bubble. You can see the whole picture with just one hand. Why thank the donor? Are you obsessed with one or two magical powers?"
Huijue said with a smile.
Xie Yuan felt that what the monk said was very mysterious, and seemed to be hiding a very deep meaning, but he did not understand its meaning, so he could only frown more and more.
The Riddler is really annoying...
He took a breath and asked:
"Since Master Huijue knows the truth here, can you please tell me something?"
< br>"Donor Xie, you want to know?"
Hui Jue looked at Xie Yuan quietly.
Seeing this, Xie Yuan nodded solemnly:
"That's what you wish for."
Huijue nodded slowly, then smiled slightly and said:
"You want to know You know? I won’t tell you!”
Xie Yuan tightened his grip and said coldly:
"Monk, are you here to entertain me?"
"Haha, it can't be counted."
Hui Jue said with a smile:
"It's just a dream. , why are you so obsessed?”
Xie Yuan didn’t know what he was talking about, and heard him say again:
"If you insist on knowing, it's not impossible."
Xie Yuan's eyes flashed:
"What does Master Huijue want?"
"Didn't the young monk have long ago? Have you said it before? Please thank the donor for your advice."
Huijue said with a smile, clasping his hands together.
Xie Yuan's brows slowly furrowed again:
"Master Huijue, what do you want to ask?"
"Hahaha, are you pretending to be stupid, Xie Donor?"
Hui Jue smiled:
“Xie Biaotou is a warrior. Although the young monk is a monk, he also has some skills in boxing and kicking, and can barely be considered a warrior monk. Tell me, what can I ask you for advice?”
Seeing that Huijue really meant this, Xie Yuan gently put his hand on the hilt of the sword and looked at the seemingly pure but actually evil monk:
"That's it. I just don't understand. You and I don't know each other—— At most, they had a chance encounter in the Western Desert. Why Hui Hui Master Jue is coming to see me? Where does the advice come from?”
Huijue smiled lightly and said:
“It’s just because I don’t know him. As the saying goes, you can’t fight without it. We know each other, right?”
What nonsense is this?
There are so many people in the world who don’t know each other, why should they all call and get acquainted with them?
However, Xie Yuan now fully understood that this monk was full of nonsense and had no reliable words, so he just looked at him quietly.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Hui Jue sighed:
"Well, it's actually because you practiced the Golden Bell Shield last time I met the donor. As we all know, the Golden Bell Shield is me Buddhist magical powers, but thanks to the donor, you are a hairy one. I don’t know where to start. The secret method that comes from Chu. Although I, the Buddha, want to save all sentient beings, the Buddhist temple is also a martial arts sect. It is a taboo to thank the donor, so I came to thank the donor for his advice."
Xie Yuan listened. Hearing his words, he frowned slightly. Was it because of this?
He asked in a deep voice:
"So Master Huijue is here...to arrest me?"
"For advice, I'm just asking for advice to thank the benefactor. But if thanking the benefactor fails to teach the young monk, then Please come back to the Discipline Academy with me and drink Pengshan tea."
Huijue didn't seem to take it seriously and said with a smile, but the content of his words was not polite.
Xie Yuan gently rubbed the hilt of the sword:
"Then what if we have been beaten?"
"Then thank the donor for what he wants to know. Of course, the young monk knows everything and can tell you everything."
Huijue said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, Xie Yuan’s eyes stared at Hui Jue, gradually becoming deeper and deeper.
The descendant of Prajna Temple, the disciple of the great master, a monk who escapes from the bad but is somewhat mysterious...
Not to mention that defeating him might open up the situation in Jinling, and also give the Riddler a good beating;
But there is no such benefit. Xie Yuan is a little bit nervous when he meets such a master.
The name of Prajna Temple has been like thunder in his ears since he first started to set foot in martial arts.
Huijue must have one of the top lineages in the world.
Both are in the Second Transformation Realm. How does the strength compare between myself and such a warrior?
Since it's the right time, why not have a fight?
Xie Yuan's eyes gradually brightened, and fighting spirit gradually rose from his heart.
He slowly put aside distracting thoughts, not thinking about the situation, identity, or conspiracy. His pure eyes reflected the fair and young monk, and his hand slowly tightened the sword.
The door of the small temple on the street was ajar, and the faint sound of wooden fish could be heard from inside. However, there was no one in the alley,
only Xie Yuan and Huijue.
A slightly cool wind blew through the alley, causing Xie Yuan's white robe and Hui Jue's gray monk's robe to rise slightly at the same time.
When the hem of his clothes fell, Xie Yuan moved.
He suddenly drew out his mysterious weapon and shouted:
“Monk, watch your move!”
A dark whimpering sound sounded, as if a wolf was running from the alley. Pass.
The versatile mysterious weapon suddenly turned into a long sword. Xie Yuan used the Running Wolf Sword Technique for the first time in a long time. He drew the sword and slashed, as fast as lightning, and went straight to Hui Jue's throat!
Hui Jue on the opposite side seemed to have no reaction. He didn't care about the long knife coming at him and slowly raised his fist.
Xie Yuan's eyes flashed. Huijue must have seen this ever-changing mysterious weapon in the pagoda. He knew its power and wonder. If he didn't hide, why?
It won’t be to die.
Feeling the heavy fist that had just been raised, Xie Yuan snorted coldly. Without fear, the sword accelerated again and slashed directly towards Hui Jue's head!
You are confident, so what? If you want to give in, that's impossible!
Xie Yuan's long sword slashed down violently, and in just a moment, it reached Hui Jue's neck.
"Boom——"
A heavy loud noise exploded, like thousands of bells ringing in a Buddhist temple deep in the mountains. The big bells shocked Xie Yuan and made Xie Yuan almost deaf.
A brilliant golden light lit up in front of Huijue, covering the figure in monk's robes and firmly resisting Xie Yuan's long sword.
Xie Yuan only felt that his extremely sharp mysterious weapon could not advance even an inch, as if it was cutting on a huge rock that had not changed since ancient times, and he had a premonition that it would not be able to cut it no matter what.
He only stood in a stalemate with the golden light for a moment, and then turned his steps in an instant, avoiding Hui Jue's iron fist that seemed to be able to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.
With a bang, the fist hit empty, and a strong wind blew in the alley behind Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan's expression changed. He stepped out with Yunlong Steps and stepped behind Hui Jue in an instant. At the same time, he raised his long knife high on the way. Then he stopped right behind Hui Jue and struck at him. That shiny back of the head.
“咚——”
It was still a dull loud noise, and the golden light did not move at all, not even a ripple.
Without looking back, Hui Jue raised his hand and gave an ordinary-looking elbow directly to Xie Yuan behind him.
As soon as he raised his hand, Xie Yuan felt a tightness in his chest and a tightness in his mouth and nose. Knowing that the elbow strike was extremely powerful, he turned lightly and avoided it.
This golden bell is very impressive.
Xie Yuan's expression remained unchanged. After the first test, he realized that Huijue's strength was indeed extraordinary.
But this is just the beginning.
He stepped forward, and his body suddenly turned into a whirlwind, running wildly around Hui Jue. At the same time, he slashed with the sharp knife in his hand, each blow carrying a faint wolf howl. The power of the Wolf King Xiao Yue was almost The top of Hui Jue's head dimmed, and huge silver wolves kept attacking from above, trying to choose someone to devour.
The Running Wolf Sword Technique now seems to be just an ordinary sword technique, but in Xie Yuan's hands, this sword technique that has been thoroughly thought out and perfected has its own charm, and the simple sword moves are also infinitely powerful.
But Huijue is not an ordinary monk. He is surrounded by brilliant golden light. No matter how the wolves attack, not even a ripple will appear.
Hui Jue stood in the golden bell's inverted light shield and landed straight punches in a precise manner. Although the speed was not fast and the angle was not tricky, Xie Yuan was unwilling to take a hard hit every time, which happened to let him When the Ruchao offensive was reaching its peak, it had to stop temporarily and start all over again.
The two fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye. Although Xie Yuan circled Hui Jue and attacked fiercely, he was unable to do anything to him for the moment.
“Thank you, donor, this sword technique is too weak.”
Hui Jue stood in the golden bell light shield, punching out one punch after another, but he still had enough strength left, he laughed and said .
He could see that this sword technique was only Xie Yuan's elementary skill, and his words meant that Xie Yuan looked down on others, but he himself also looked down upon this sword technique.
Xie Yuan snorted, withdrew his posture slightly, looked at Hui Jue who was standing motionless with the old god present, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Master Huijue, your golden bell shield seems different from the usual ones?"
"Of course, this is one of my unique skills in Prajna Temple, the immortal golden bell shield. It cannot be born or destroyed, nor can it be broken. Damn it, thanks to the donor, it’s just a small knife, I’m afraid it can’t be pierced.”
Hui Jue clasped his palms together and said with a smile.
The immortal golden bell?
The secret of Prajna Temple Zhen sect’s secret that has not been passed down!
Xie Yuan suddenly realized, no wonder the turtle shell did not move at all after cutting for a long time. It turned out to be a secret skill from the bottom of the box.
It's quite embarrassing to lean on one hand, this old Buddhist tortoise practicing the golden bell!
Xie Yuan raised his sword, pointed it at Hui Jue, and laughed and said:
“The knife can’t break this hard shell, how about trying the sword again?”
His sword suddenly swung. , the sword danced out, and after shaking it for a few times, it became slender and turned into a long sword. The sword light flickered, like a cloud of white, completely covering Huijue's golden light.
The alley seemed to have turned into a cloud peak, and the surrounding area was white and covered with clouds and fog, making it difficult to see clearly. There was only a little golden light shining quietly in the thick fog, but it only illuminated a small inch of light.
Suddenly, the dense fog parted, and a sword light like a dragon probing its head suddenly came out, with unrivaled sword power, it struck head on.
Hui Jue stared at the rainbow-like sword light outside the clouds, and the golden light on his fist lit up, facing the long sword.
"Ding——"
The sound like the clash of gold and iron suddenly penetrated the air. Xie Yuan felt a strong force, which offset his Nine Cloud Dragon Styles, and even shocked him. His arms tingled slightly.
This was his first time to receive Huijue's iron fist head-on, and it was indeed extremely powerful.
However, Xie Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the light mask that flickered twice around Hui Jue.
Immortal? There is nothing immortal in the world!
He turned the sword again, retracted it and then stabbed it fiercely, penetrating all the clouds and wind. The high-speed friction between the sword edge and the energy caused an ear-splitting sound, like a dragon's roar.
Hui Jue's face was solemn, and he circled his chest with both fists, and then suddenly pushed forward. The golden light on his chest suddenly shone brightly, and the entire golden bell seemed to have shrunk to this place, making the place before his fists The golden light is as bright as a small sun.
The long sword collided with the golden light, and suddenly burst out with a light that was more dazzling than the sun.
A strong wind blew from this point, and the courtyard wall next to the two men's fight collapsed, gravel flying, and the walls on both sides of the entire alley began to shake.
After the light passed, Hui Jue's face turned slightly solemn. Although he resisted the blow, the arc of light in front of him flickered several times.
Even though he had gathered the Immortal Golden Bell together, he also suffered a huge impact.
Xie Yuan’s eyes flashed slightly.
The Immortal Golden Bell is naturally more powerful than the Golden Bell, but it is also more difficult to practice and control. However, Hui Jue can still control it freely and turn it into a light shield at will, without spreading the skills all over the body and wasting them. The power.
This kind of control at will reflects the Zen spirit of Buddhism and Huijue's martial arts strength.
However, Xie Yuan’s strength is not necessarily inferior.
After these few moves, Yunlong Nine Styles can clearly shake this defensive technique called immortality.
The powerful master-level swordsmanship, combined with the profound Yunshan Sword Intention Sutra, makes every move filled with extremely sharp sword energy.
Even if the sword flower turns into clouds and mist, any one strike is an infinitely powerful thrust, and it can even turn into an Izumo long dragon in an instant, with its killer moves hidden.
The Nine Movements of Yunlong are not only completely changeable and extremely mysterious, but also as powerful as a divine dragon. No one can resist it. If coupled with the Yunshan Sword Intention Sutra, it will be even more so. How can ordinary warriors take the next move? ? You have to have the world's top martial arts skills like the Immortal Golden Bell to be able to resist.
Xie Yuan's sword was swung up, and he laughed and said:
"Monk, the knife can't open your eyes, so what about this sword?"
"Amitabha, just average."
Hearing this, Huijue raised his brows slightly and said with a smile. "The mouth is harder than this shell."
Xie Yuan snorted, turned the sword again, accelerated suddenly, and moved towards Huijue.
Since he gained such a level of vitality and energy, and then turned to practice the Yunshan Sword Intent Sutra, and practiced it to a level that matches his level, this is the first time he has used the Nine Styles of Yunlong without any reservation.
The power of Yunlong's Nine Styles is already huge. Coupled with his current cultivation level, although he is not a true master, he is still at his unprecedented peak.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the alley changed color, and the clouds and mist swirled around. It was as if you were in a fairy mountain. In the vast white field, only a dazzling cold light flashed through, like a dragon that suddenly appeared and disappeared without a tail.
The divine dragon has seen its head but not its tail, but if it really misses once, when the long sword appears in front of us like a divine dragon, it will be fatal.
Hui Jue's golden bell endured the violent thrusts of Xie Yuan's swordsmanship, flickering on and off constantly, like a dying lantern in the strong wind, which would be extinguished in the next moment.
However, whenever Xie Yuan felt that another blow would completely blow out the tenacious golden candle in the wind, the golden bell would light up warmly and firmly, no matter how the storm came, he would Still the same. No matter how it shakes, it always protects Huijue's surroundings.
This golden light is as if even if it is blown by the boundless wind, there will still be fire left; and even if there is only the last trace left, it can be reborn in Nirvana, regenerate, shine brightly, and illuminate the world in all directions.
Is this the true meaning of immortality?
Xie Yuan was slightly solemn. He was worthy of being the world-famous top Kung Fu of Prajna Temple and the supreme supernatural power of martial arts.
This is a Kung Fu that truly integrates the Zen spirit of Buddhism and contains infinite mysteries. Even if the martial artist is much weaker than his opponent, as long as he does not break the Kung Fu with one blow, he can continue to resist, no matter how fierce the enemy attacks. It can't break the defense, it can only be consumed slowly until the blood is exhausted.
However, Buddhist warriors have always been famous for their strong will and very high energy consumption. Even if the energy is exhausted, it is not certain who will fall first.
Xie Yuan pondered slightly, not saying whether this is a good idea, but just talking about the realm of blood energy. In fact, he has only broken through in the same realm recently, and does not rely on blood energy. I am afraid he may not be able to compare with him. The enlightenment of cultivating the Immortal Golden Bell as the fundamental Dharma.
Yunlong's nine moves are mysterious, the moves are powerful, and they are even more sharp when paired with the sword intention sutra. Each move, a cloud and a fog are all sharp and unstoppable, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal; but when it comes to single-point killing, it is the ultimate breakthrough , I’m afraid it’s even worse.
So...
Xie Yuan was about to change his mind when he heard Huijue chuckle and say:
“Thank you, almsgiver, you have been attacking for so long, it’s the little monk’s turn, right? ? "
When Xie Yuan heard this, he suddenly became wary and backed away suddenly.
A big white fist appeared where he was just now, and as soon as the punch was punched out, a strong wind blew around him, and a surge came over him.
Hui Jue showed his figure, and the monk's robe suddenly seemed a little tight, as if his figure had grown bigger.
Xie Yuan's pupils shrank, feeling the pressure coming from Hui Jue's body, and his expression became solemn.
"King Kong's angry eyes, Arhat crouching against the tiger, please thank the benefactor for tasting this golden body Arhat's Demon Subduing Fist."
Huijue's voice seemed to have become a little louder, as if from The little novice monk who jumped away turned into a great arhat who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger. He slightly pulled his right fist back and then violently blasted forward!
Xie Yuan felt that the entire alley was almost covered, his mouth and nose were stagnant, and he couldn't breathe. He turned away from Yunlong Step and suddenly turned to the side of Hui Jue.
However, as soon as his footsteps moved, Hui Jue's footsteps also moved in the same direction as Xie Yuan's.
The two became relatively stationary, Hui Jue's fist always enveloped Xie Yuan, and the strategy at the beginning of the battle was completely ineffective!
This was somewhat unexpected by Xie Yuan. His face darkened, the golden light around him suddenly flashed, and his long sword blocked Hui Jue's fist at the same time.
With a bang, Xie Yuan felt that this punch was like a real King Kong. The unstoppable force of Pei Ran came through the tip of the sword, making his whole body shake. The golden bell flashed crazily, and unexpectedly One blow will break it!
What kind of weird monk?
Xie Yuan's expression changed, and his posture suddenly retreated, avoiding the follow-up punch.
However, Hui Jue suddenly changed from passive to active. He took advantage of the situation and stepped forward with one step. His seemingly fierce and bulky body turned out to be unexpectedly agile, almost dodging in front of Xie Yuan's face.
His fair face still carries a faint innocent and gentle smile, but his body that has grown in size is like a king descending from the earth, still shining with the light of pure gold.
Xie Yuan looked over and found that even one of Hui Jue's eyes had turned into pure gold, with no pupils.
He looks like a real golden Arhat!
“Drink!”
Huijue shouted loudly and punched Xie Yuan with the force of a mountain collapse.
Xie Yuan's face was solemn, he suddenly raised his sword, gathered all his strength into one point, and stabbed Hui Jue's golden fist!
The fists and swords intersected, and in an instant, Xie Yuan felt that the world became silent.
It seemed that all the sounds were absorbed by the point where the fist and sword met, and a dazzling light burst out. The extremely tough and cold Xuan Bing sword was pressed back by the fist, and it was bent to the limit suddenly, as if it would be broken in the next second. Will break.
However, the material of Xuan Bing was extraordinary after all. Even so, there was no damage. However, the strong force on the sword caused Xie Yuan's jaw to hurt so much that he could hardly hold on to the long sword and flew backwards. .
Xie Yuan snorted in the air, stepped forward a little, turned and landed on the ground, his chest felt slightly tight, and he felt a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.
Hit Xie Yuan away with one punch. Hui Jue stood there with one hand raised and chanting the Buddha's name like a great bell:
"Amitabha! Thank you, donor. Please follow me." Can't you follow your footsteps? "
Xie Yuan took a breath, looked solemnly at Huijue, who was all golden, and asked:
"Master Huijue, what kind of skill is this?"
"This is the golden body of Arhat. It is the great state of the Golden Body Arhat’s Demon Subduing Fist. It is so powerful that As for this step, since donor Xie knows the five magical powers, didn’t he expect that I also know other magical powers?”
Xie Yuan nodded. , swallowed the blood in his throat, his face remained as usual.
Huijue smiled slightly, and her pure smile, coupled with her golden eyes, became sacred and impossible to look at:
"Thank you, donor. I just showed a little bit of my real skills, but you can't hold on anymore." What? This advice is really disappointing. If you are defeated, why don’t you just surrender and go back to Prajna Temple Discipline Hall with you? There is no need to waste your efforts. I, the Buddha, will be merciful and just take you. My head has also been shaved. If you take refuge in my Buddha, you can still retain your cultivation. Let’s be brothers."
Xie Yuan chuckled:
"Master Huijue is very powerful. I have learned something. It’s just a matter of entering Prajna Temple. I have no intention of doing so now.”
Huijue shook his head regretfully:
"Red pink skull, red pink skull, the world is just a big dream, how can I not understand it, thank you, donor?
"And, thank you, donor, whether you go to Prajna Temple or not is not your decision, but mine. The final say. "
He raised his fist slightly, dodged, and disappeared from the place.
Xie Yuan watched him turn into a ball of golden light and rush towards him, and suddenly said softly:
"Master Huijue, Xie is not good at kung fu. It's because he's a dull man, not because he's not good at kung fu. The kung fu taught to me by others are all unique skills in this world. They are by no means trivial and should not be taken lightly. ”
"Then prove it to me!"
Hui Jue appeared, almost face to face with Xie Yuan, and punched him fiercely.
Xie Yuan looked at the huge fist, his inner breath rushing out, and with a little step, he suddenly retreated at an unprecedented speed.
Hui Jue's punch missed, and his figure froze slightly, revealing a smile:
"It turns out that Xie Benefactor has hidden some strength."
Xie Yuan stopped a few feet away from Huijue, as if there was a breeze blowing around him, helping him to follow the wind.
When you first started practicing martial arts, you knew that half of the effort was exerted and half was taken back. Faced with such a powerful enemy as Hui Jue, how could Xie Yuan not hold back during the test?
His Sword Intention Sutra has been used in all the violent attacks just now. Huijue felt confident, but Xie Yuan did not only have one internal skill. Unlike other warriors, there is no conflict between his cultivation of the Yunshan Sword Intention Sutra and his health cultivation skills. Even though his level is not high now, he is like a surprise soldier in the ever-changing battle situation, allowing him to burst out with strength that Huijue had not expected. .
Yunlong Step is the only footwork that Xie Yuan has been studying intensively. He has already achieved a small level and is very good. Nowadays, as long as you have the help of internal strength, you can have the three-point style of a flying general traveling across the Western Regions.
Hui Jue clenched his fists, moved his shoulders, and said with a smile:
"But just running, where can I go?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped hard, leaving a big hole in the ground, and instantly flashed towards Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan stopped using any force this time. The two internal powers mixed with blood energy, and all moved into the Yunlong Step, going around and around, just like the beginning, making Huijue's heavy punch unable to touch him.
However, this evasion is very dangerous, like dancing on the tip of a knife. Hui Jue's fist is extremely powerful, and with the blessing of the golden Arhat, the strength alone is almost as good as the sword strike of a heaven-level assassin! As long as you are close to each other and the protection is not timely, you will be seriously injured.
But Xie Yuanyun's dragon steps turned away, the speed was like lightning, but the subtlety was like dancing, spinning around Huijue. Huijue Shenzu's speed is also not slow, but it always lacks a bit of agility. If you want to accurately hit the punch when using the famous technique of Feilongbang Grandmaster, there is a thin line between it.
But chasing and escaping is never an option. While Huijue punched out like rain, he kept saying:
"Thank you, donor. If you can only run away, how can you teach me?"
"You can run fast with your footwork. It’s better to run back to Pengshan as soon as possible. Go to Prajna Temple and save me a lot of effort."
"Can you run over the Wuzhi Mountain of my temple?"
"Slippery as a rat!"
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"Thank you, donor. If you can only run, how can you take on such a big responsibility? How can you make people feel at ease with this effort!"
Huijue shouted loudly, with a golden light, he stood on the spot and stopped chasing.
He felt heavy in his chest and abdomen, and his fist slowly drew back, as if it were a mountain peak.
Xie Yuan felt an extremely heavy and overwhelming pressure suddenly coming from behind him. When he looked back, he happened to see the tall, mighty, golden Arhat slowly punching out.
In a daze, Xie Yuan seemed to see a five-fingered mountain flying towards him, and then he clenched his five fingers into a fist. The fist that covered the sky covered him, and the shadow completely enveloped him.
This is actually an attack that can be carried out in the Qi-Blood Transformation Realm?
Xie Yuan couldn't help but curse in his heart, this bald donkey was definitely cheating.
However, there was no point in accusing and yelling. A fist hit his head. Xie Yuan felt the pressure like a mountain, and all the bones in his body seemed to be cracking.
The punch did not reach the body, that was it, there was no need to think about what would happen if it hit him. I'm afraid that the protective magical weapon that Situ Qin gave him could not guarantee his life.
Xie Yuan exhaled, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and finally came up with the last resort.
His figure seemed to have been wiped away by an eraser, and he suddenly disappeared from the alley. It was as if this person had never been here before, and Hui Jue had never fought with him. The golden Arhat was slightly stunned, and seemed to be stunned for a moment. .
At this moment, the fist went out and hit the side, destroying a large area of the house.
Huijue came back to his senses in an instant, turned around suddenly, and saw Xie Yuan appearing behind him, holding a big ax in his hand.
He paused for a moment, stepped forward, held the ax in both hands, and swung it out seemingly lightly, just like he had done thousands of times in the past.
A thick black light suddenly shot out, and was condensed by Xie Yuan into the small area of the ax blade. The deep blackness was so black that it made people frightened, and it was so black that it made people tremble.
Hui Jue's face was serious, and all the golden light around him lit up, gathering in front of him, forming a semicircle of light shield, just enough to block the ax blade.
No storm or light spilled out, black and gold struck together, and all the power was concentrated at the junction. The two's box-pressing skills collided with each other, showing their top control.
Black light infected the pure gold light shield, and black cracks gradually spread.
Hui Jue frowned, watching the black light shield flashing like never before, and then there was a cracking sound like glass. The cracks spread rapidly, and it seemed that they could not stop this. ax.
Fortunately, a moment later, the light shield shattered with a bang and at the same time, the black light was exhausted, leaving only an undetectable golden flame for Huijue.
Huijue groaned and took two steps back, with a trace of blood spilling from his mouth.
But he immediately wiped it with his hand and said with a grin:
“Thank you, donor, this ax is somewhat impressive and makes people feel that this trip is worthwhile. It’s a pity that this ax After that, what will you do to my golden body..."
His voice gradually lowered and he looked at Xie Yuan in disbelief.
“You, what are you doing?”
Xie Yuan's face turned pale, but he raised the ax again, and a black light appeared on the ax blade.
"Wait, wait a minute, how can you swing the ax again? We have been fighting for so long and the consumption is huge. How can you use such a killing move twice in a row?"
Xie Yuanbu He was animated and smiled slightly:
“I have three axes with such power.”
Hui Jue’s expression changed when he heard this, his figure swayed slightly, and he suddenly became dwarfed. After a while, the monk's robe became suitable.
He raised his hands and said loudly:
"Thank you, donor! Stop it quickly! The young monk has given up!"
Xie Yuan saw that Huijue's face was pale, and there was only a faint trace of fire left in the golden light around him. After realizing something in his heart, he put away the ax and let out a long breath.
Hui Jue was stunned and pointed at Xie Yuan, shaking his fingers:
"You! You lied to me! You are also exhausted, and you only have an ax at most. ! ”
Xie Yuan chuckled and said:
“One ax is enough. Didn’t you just hold on by force?”
Hui Jue’s face was uncertain and he hummed:
"If the young monk maintains the golden body of Arhat, it will not be a problem to receive your axe. Who will be killed by then is still unknown."
Xie Yuan was noncommittal. He just realized that Huijue wouldn't last long. Thinking about the skills like Arhat's Golden Body and the huge fist that blocks the sky and the sun, the consumption is no less than the Nine Styles of Yunlong and Sweeping Thousands of Troops. After all, he is only a second transformation, and his blood energy is not endless.
It's just that the pressure of this second transformation is almost greater than what the original heaven-level assassin put on him.
Hui Jue looked at Xie Yuan with a complex expression and said:
"If you swing this ax, even if you win, you will still be overstretching yourself. Even if you are so obsessed with winning, why not take the medicine? It’s better to use treasure than to overdraw yourself.”
“Since you haven’t used the magic medicine treasure, we will have a fair fight.”
Xie Yuan said casually. There is definitely no shortage of treasures among the direct descendants of Prajna Temple.
Huijue sighed slightly:
“Amitabha, thank you, donor, you are really impressed.”
Xie Yuan’s forehead jumped and he couldn’t help but said:
“My general is defeated. , are you still pretending? Nao, you like to be a riddler? Aren't you pretty straightforward when you beg for mercy? Haha, when you were just majestic, you were like me, and when you begged for mercy, you were like a little monk again. It made people laugh. , said lightly:
"The young monk was just having a friendly discussion with the monk Xie, and he didn't show his true strength."
Xie Yuan looked at the golden light flickering around him that was about to go out at any time, shook his head and was speechless, not debating the scriptures with the monk:
“Now you If you lose, you don’t have to drag me to become a monk?”
“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. I, Prajna Temple, am not a prostitute who forces people to make up for the loss.”
Xie Yuan. A jump on the forehead:
"Didn't you just say that the Golden Bell Cover..."
Huijue said with a strange face:
"The Golden Bell Cover has many lay people who are related to Buddhism practicing. What's the big deal? Thank you. Donor, you got the inheritance from Jinhe Temple. , since I know your identity, I can naturally see that it is reasonable and reasonable. There is nothing to blame, and it is not the Immortal Golden Bell... Pfft, you can't think of this, can you?"
Xie Yuan's fist? Gradually tighten the grip and silently lift the axe.
Huijue took a step back, stepped on a piece of gravel, and raised his hand forward:
"Amitabha, thank you donor. Peace is the most precious thing. Don't be tempted to use violence."
Xie Yuan gritted his teeth secretly and was really speechless towards the monk.
But looking at the rubble in the alley and the numerous collapsed houses nearby, although he didn't hear anyone wailing, he gradually frowned.
He said a little seriously:
"Monk, why do you have to choose this place to fight with me? I kept it before, but you..."
Huijue shook his head gently and clasped his palms together:
"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, so naturally I will not hurt innocent people."
He didn't explain much, just spread his palms, and there were more palms. A radiant shadow seemed to be a Buddhist pagoda.
Xie Yuan felt his eyes blur a little, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his position had suddenly changed.
He was still in the secluded alley, standing next to the small temple on the street, while Huijue was in front of the temple door, clasping his palms together, looking at him with a smile.
Xie Yuan's eyes widened and he groped around his body and found that the clothes around him were intact, as if he had not been through a battle at all.
But the body is empty, and the blood and energy are indeed consumed...
What kind of magic weapon is this? That thing... looks familiar.
"Thank you, donor. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Now that you know too much, it will be of no benefit to you."
Hui Jue said with an inscrutable and very mean look.
Xie Yuan gritted his teeth secretly. Although he felt that he was probably trying to trick people again, he still did not ask any questions.
He breathed a sigh of relief:
“That’s all, as long as no one was hurt.”
“Thank you, donor, you see, you still have Buddha nature, why not Follow me to Prajna Temple..."
Xie Yuan waved his hand:
"Stop talking nonsense, what did you promise me before? Also, our fight just now didn't attract anyone's attention, right?"
There are few pedestrians in this alley, but it is not without them. Xie Yuan was wondering if any passers-by would notice the two of them standing here for a long time.
Did you enter other similar ruin spaces just now? Is the time the same as the outside world?
Xie Yuan is very curious, but no matter what Huijue is doing to trick others, it seems that he won’t say anything. Xie Yuan didn't want this foul-mouthed monk to show off, so he refrained from asking any more questions.
Huijue shook his head:
"I will do what I promised you. Monks don't lie. As for the battle just now... no one knew about it just now."
No one knew about it just now?
Xie Yuan frowned and looked at Hui Jue with an ominous premonition.
Hui Jue looked back at him, smiled slightly, then took a breath, suddenly mobilized his inner breath, shouted with the Buddhist Lion Roar Skill, and said in a high-pitched voice:
"Little Monk Huijue is no match for the donor Xie Yuan, and is willing to be defeated!”
His voice was as loud as a bell, his tone soaring into the sky, and at least half of Jinling City could hear his howl.
After Huijue finished his roar, he cleared his throat, put his palms together, showed a pure smile, and said softly:
"Now someone knows."
(End of this chapter)