Chapter 235 Prairie Martial Saint
Lama Shanzhi couldn't help but sigh. He knew that the other party was a top expert in the world, and what was even more frightening was that this person was extremely cautious in his actions.
He just relied on the powerful power of the soul to compete with his bloody masculinity, but refused to have any substantial contact.
The physical masculinity of the opponent's divine soul at the same level is naturally restrained, but the power of the opponent's divine soul seems to be endless. On the contrary, Shan Zhi's physical masculinity is constantly depleted, and it does not pose any fatal threat to the opponent.
This is also an extremely safe way to play in a battle between masters.
Put aside the gorgeous magical powers or martial arts, just rely on the basic knowledge.
Just as the war between the two countries has reached a stage where it is purely based on national strength, all the bells and whistles are not worth mentioning. The key is that the other party is extremely confident and beats him in terms of capital.
Shanzhi knew that if he delayed it any longer, there would be no hope of escape.
After he sighed, his face suddenly turned red. This is the red lotus annihilation secret method of the Tantric Sect. It is extremely terrifying to perform and can turn one's own flesh and blood into fierce and incomparable divine power.
However, once this method is used, the best result is that the vitality is greatly damaged. If it is serious, you may die after escaping.
So far.
He had no choice.
Shan Zhi's body shriveled up in an instant with his face flushed. The Qi machine suddenly broke through the limit and climbed upward again, reaching an extremely terrifying height.
Xu Qing's figure finally appeared under this violent and terrifying energy.
He frowned, and he was even more impressed in his heart that if Tantric Buddhism had a way, it could even have such a terrifying secret method.
In an instant, Xu Qing's mind fell into a state of uncertainty.
His feet took the steps of Tiangang Beidou, and in an instant, he was transformed into seven transformations, making it impossible to tell who was the real one.
But Shanzhi closed his eyes tightly, as if he had grasped a glimmer of life in the dark, stepped out of a step-by-step lotus, and shot Xu Qing at the position of Tianshu Star from a mysterious angle.
Xu Qing didn't know that Lama Shanzhi's secret method of destroying the red lotus was passed down from Padmasambhava. This is almost the founder of Tantra, and its realm is extremely profound.
When Shanzhi used the secret technique of red lotus annihilation, it was like offering flesh and blood to the great master, like inviting a god to come to his body, and he briefly possessed the spiritual awareness of Padmasambhava.
Such a state is far beyond the reach of good wisdom.
Therefore, even though good wisdom sacrifices flesh and blood, he actually feels the pleasure of going to the Paradise of Paradise, just like hearing the Tao in the morning and dying in the evening.
This is also the terrifying part of the Red Lotus Cutting Secret Technique. Not only is there no pain in sacrificing flesh and blood, but the heart is filled with the joy of enlightenment.
It's just that this kind of enlightenment was obtained from the perspective of "Pastor Padmasambhava" and was not realized by oneself.
It's like fishing for the moon in the water.
Xu Qing's Sky-Mending Tribulation Hand stress reaction.
Innate finger!
Point three consecutive points on the three key points on Shanzhi's left arm.
With three fingers, even though Shan Zhi's strength was greatly increased at this time, Xu Qing used his innate fingers to forcibly destroy one of his arms.
This also shows how terrifying Xu Qing's background is today.
With a unique skill like Xiantian Finger, one can actually shoot three fingers in an instant.
After all, Shan Zhi is a martial arts master.
His palm was both a real attack and a false response.
When Xu Qing hit his left arm, Shanzhi seized a unique opportunity at the cost of sacrificing an arm.
The punch was like a sun disk, suddenly hitting Xu Qing's face.
Xu Qing knew in his heart that this punch was indeed inevitable.
He stretched out a palm, like a red bird soaring, and heat waves rolled around it.
Two extremely powerful forces collided with each other, and a gap visible to the naked eye opened between them, as if someone had split the ground in half with a giant axe.
Immediately, Xu Qing's figure, like a delicate dragon, flew upside down for more than ten feet and landed steadily on the ground.
Lama Shanzhi has disappeared.
Xu Qing stood with his hands behind his back and had to admit that there was something unique about Tantric Buddhism.
It's just that it's such a secret method, almost like a sacrifice, but upon closer inspection, it's actually very evil.
However, when he used the Heaven-Building Tribulation Hand just now, he had already collected the general logic of the opponent's secret method. With Xu Qing's own knowledge and the background of Zifu Yuanzong, he actually had the opportunity to use a similar secret method.
But the price is terrible.
Therefore, Xu Qing can completely judge Shan Zhi's current state.
Not only was one hand disabled, but a lot of flesh and blood also disappeared, and the bones and internal organs also suffered heavy blows. If he were not a martial arts master with extremely powerful vitality, and if he were a top master of internal organs training, he would not be able to escape for two or three miles and would have to die on the spot.
Even so, it is almost impossible to recover.
Unless Tantra has some more evil secret method.
Of course, there was another reason why Xu Qing did not continue the pursuit.
Shanzhi is just a side dish, and the real trouble is in front of him.
A pressure like a sea and a prison made Mr. Wu, who had just escaped, almost collapse to the ground.
At this moment, Xu Qing came to Master Wu, with mysterious and unpredictable energy emitting from his body to resist the pressure from the outside.
A sharp howl sounded, like an old wolf howling at night, continuous and getting higher and higher. The clouds in the sky shook and a strong wind blew.
Thousands of grassland tribesmen are already chasing him.
And Xu Qing plus Master Wu and others are only a few dozen riders.
In addition to being outnumbered and outnumbered, the opponent also has an almost totem-like presence in the grassland - the Sirius King has arrived here.
This is also the martial saint of the grassland.
One of the five great martial saints in the world.
To be able to survive to this day must be because he took some kind of life-extending holy medicine.
Moreover, the blood is majestic, the essence is like wolf smoke, and it is as continuous as a mountain range.
"Gongming, why don't you leave." Although Mr. Wu turned pale with fright, he knew that he was completely a burden now.
"Don't worry, teacher." Xu Qing was as calm as an abyss.
"Sirius King, if you don't stay well in Langjuxu Mountain and show up in my territory in Liaodong, you are really going to die." Xu Qing exhaled and said loudly, which was louder than the momentum of thousands of troops.
Han Tai, Lei Juren and others were refreshed.
After all, it’s Xu Liushou.
"Hahaha, Fu Mou has often heard people say recently that he has never known Xu Gongming in his life, so even if he calls him a hero, it is in vain. I met him today, and it is true that his reputation is not just a lie."
I saw a man riding a tall dark red horse appear in the sight of Xu Qing and others, his expression was indescribably leisurely.
Judging from its momentum, it is like the gods and demons who rule the grassland suddenly came to the world.
He doesn't deliberately look down on all living beings, but it makes people subconsciously regard themselves as an insignificant person in front of people like him.
Even a master of Zang training is already two completely different lives compared to him.
What is hidden in his deep eyes is not vicissitudes of life, but deep loneliness.
This is Tianlang King Fu Xuan.
He is not from any tribe in the grassland. He was raised by wolves since he was a child, and no one knows whether he is of grassland people's blood or Han's blood.
At any time, even in the dead of winter, he only wears a simple coarse linen robe, and his majestic body has the momentum to support the pillars of the sky.
As soon as this man appeared, the sky seemed to become the roof of his tent in his home.
Even though he is already over a hundred years old, his jet-black hair and muscle outlines like marble sculptures still show how vigorous his vitality is.
This is the most dazzling life in the grassland for a hundred years, and it cannot be carved by any human force.
Xu Qing showed no signs of timidity in the face of the most dazzling talents in the prairie for a century.
"We are about to have a battle with the Black Mountain Old Demon, and we are about to eliminate the hidden dangers of this battle. The Sirius King came uninvited and happened to be in our trap."
He finished speaking.
Fu Xuan couldn't help but look sideways.
At some point, a monk stood with his hands behind his hands, with a detached air of domineering over the world and looking down on all living beings. Moreover, Fu Xuan looks young, but this person is truly at the peak of his life, like the scorching sun, shining through all the ice and frost.
"You are Xiong Chan." Fu Xuan's leisurely expression disappeared in an instant.
Facing Xu Qing, he was still sure of overpowering him, but with the new Wu Shengxiong Zen in a hundred years, he faced the double wall of Yu's current empire.
Even with his reputation as the Sirius King, his momentum could not help but be frustrated at this moment.
The grassland tribesmen behind them had little room for intervention in the face of a being like Wu Sheng who could reverse the fate of the country.
After all, before the Martial Saint's energy and blood are exhausted, it is difficult for ordinary people's attacks to cause substantial damage to the Martial Saint.
Of course, no Martial Saint would be so stupid as to fall into the siege of a large army.
It can only be said that at the level of Martial Saint, the destructive power of reality is very frightening.
Against Taoist masters, the army's blood evil still has room to display, but martial saints are naturally not affected by such blood evil.
However, martial saints often combine their soul and body into one, and there is no chance of being reincarnated and awakening their wisdom. If they cannot break through to human immortality in their lifetime, even if they take powerful life-extending holy medicine, they will definitely not live to be 150 years old.
On the other hand, Taoist masters have the power to confuse people. They can set up altars and organize followers. They can arouse great prestige at the end of a dynasty and even bury the dynasty.
Moreover, Taoist masters focus on how to grasp the existence of "I" and pursue true immortality.
All in all, the martial saint has height, and the ghost immortal has length.
The Tao of Yuan Shen combines the advantages of martial saints and ghost immortals. Once the Yuan Shen Dharmakaya is cultivated, it can last forever, and it can be gathered into shape, dispersed into Qi, and the changes are endless. Fu Xuan's eyes fell deeply on Xiong Chan, as if there was nothing else in the world.
His profound gaze seemed to sparkle with the most profound wisdom of the grassland.
Then, suddenly and without warning, he punched.
In the battle between the top masters, there is no essential difference between striking first and striking later. The key lies in whether you are aware of the flaws in the opponent's Qi.
When Fu Xuan took action, he had obviously grasped a gap that couldn't be called a gap in Xiong Chan's energy.
That is Xu Qing beside Xiong Chan.
Because Xu Qing is by his side, Xiong Chan is bound to lack the determination to be completely selfless, and does not have the extreme courage of Fu Xuan to make a desperate move.
This is human nature.
This punch is the interpretation of the great truth and simplicity, directly blocking all possible subsequent changes of Xiong Chan, leaving only a head-on confrontation.
Even Xu Qing was separated from the battlefield where the two fought.
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The intense and terrifying energy was released, making Xu Qing and Fu Xuan seem to be separated by a different time and space.
As expected, Xiong Chan did not dodge.
Facing this veteran grassland martial saint.
Xiong Chan slapped a palm.
Prajna Palm.
This is the embodiment of the supreme Buddhist teachings of the Great Zen Temple. Unless the almost mythical Tathagata Palm appears, the Prajna Palm is already the pinnacle of Buddhist martial arts in the world.
Prajna refers to the wisdom of truly understanding all things and the origin of all things.
Xiong Chan's palm drew an extremely wonderful trajectory that conformed to the mysterious principles of heaven and earth, and continued to expand, as if it suddenly became extremely huge, filling the sight of everyone present.
Fists and palms met.
There was no earthshaking roar as everyone expected.
No, to be precise, at this moment, except for the two Martial Saints and Xu Qing, everyone lost their perception of sound and fell into an extremely terrifying silence, as if they were deaf.
After an unknown amount of time, an explosion that sounded like running water rang in everyone's ears.
They seemed to regain their hearing all of a sudden, and their hearts were filled with inexplicable weirdness and terror.
Xiong Chan and Fu Xuan separated their fists.
Xiong Chan took three steps back, his body swaying slightly, while Fu Xuan also took three steps back, without wavering.
In the center of both sides, a sand pit appears visibly to the naked eye.
The sky is filled with dust and sand.
But Fu Xuan and Xiong Chan almost relied on the powerful airflow stirred by their own blood to float in the air.
But the two sides have no plans to fight further.
This battle between the Martial Saints seemed to end with a not-too-intense test.
"Okay." Facing the young man in front of him who was at least a decade older than himself, Fu Xuan had to admit that a new era had arrived.
No matter how hard he struggled, the future era was no longer something that old men like them could occupy.
"Let's go."
Thousands of troops retreated in an orderly manner.
Xu Qing and Xiong Chan watched the Prairie Martial Saint leave and did not try to join forces to kill him.
This is something that is almost impossible for the two of them to do currently.
A Prairie Martial Saint is so difficult to kill, let alone the old Black Mountain demon from the Seven Kill Demon Palace in Changbai Mountain, who is still the best master in the world even if he falls down.
The difficulties of this trip were also anticipated by Xu Qing and Xiong Chan.
"If the old demon wants to use the Heavenly Demon to Chong Qisha to return to the realm of the Creator, he needs to go through the thunder tribulation again. After passing through the thunder tribulation, there will be a unique period of weakness. That is also our only chance." Xiong Chan sighed softly.
How much strength the old demon in his weak stage has is not something that the two of them can predict at the moment.
No matter how well prepared you are, you will only understand when things happen.
Now is also the critical moment for the old demon to prepare for the Heavenly Demon to attack the Seven Evils, and he cannot leave Changbai Mountain for even a moment.
Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted.
This is also the reason why Xiongchan chose to leave seclusion near July.
If you come too early, you may be defeated by the old demon one by one.
Now, the old demon won't cause much interference to them.
This is also the experience gained by the leaders of the previous generation of major holy places in dealing with the old monster of Montenegro.
It is a pity that this time, no holy places such as Laoshan Qing Palace will participate.
But there are more powerful people like Xu Qing.
It's just that Xu Qing is essentially replacing the position of Xuantian Shenglong Dao Taoist, and Xu Qing today is not as good as the previous generation of Taoist masters.
Of course, the current Black Mountain Old Demon is not like what he was back then. Under the encirclement and suppression by many masters in Middle-earth, he survived seven thunder tribulations and arrived at the realm of the Creator.
If it weren't for the Taoist masters of Xuantian Shenglong Dao of the previous generation who turned the tide, many Taoist traditions in Middle-earth would probably have been wiped out by the old demon.
It was precisely because of the experience of the previous generation that Xiong Chan was able to devise the current plan with Xu Qing.
Even so, there is not much certainty that it will succeed.
But if the old demon returns to the realm of the Creator, they will have no choice but to hide in the capital from now on, which is so frustrating.
And for Xu Qing, it's not even a matter of shrinking, it's a matter of death.
In this battle, both Xiong Chan and Lao Tianshi had a way out, but Xu Qing had no way out.
"I plan to have a secret meeting with Fu Xuan tonight to convince him to join us in the campaign to suppress the Black Mountain Old Demon." Xu Qing transmitted the message into the secret, and in Xiong Chan's ears, earth-shattering words rang out.
It's not that Xiong Chan doesn't believe in Xu Gongming's charm, it's just that trying to persuade a martial saint from an enemy country to join their plan to encircle and suppress the old demon in Black Mountain is nothing short of a fantasy.
Xiong Chan would rather believe that Xu Qing came up with an unpredictable idea and used various methods to teach Fu Xuan an unforgettable lesson, but did not believe that Xu Qing could really do it.
"You should be prudent," Xiong Chan replied through a message.
"Master, don't worry, I plan to do this only because I am sure. Fu Xuan's mentor was Grand Master Murong from the Prairie Golden Tent a hundred years ago. Did you know that after your Majesty's great-grandfather returned from traveling in the grassland, he claimed to be Grand Master Murong's student? He even built a temple for him himself.”
This is a major scandal in the country.
But the great-grandfather of the old emperor is indeed so abstract.
In fact, when the emperor, nicknamed Yingzong, first came to power, he also fought with civil servants and made some innovative measures. But those who are good at the beginning will be successful, and those who are good at the end will be few.
No matter in every aspect, Emperor Yingzong broke through the bottom line that an emperor in a prosperous dynasty should have.
Of course, it does not prevent Xu Qing from using waste and making a fuss about Emperor Yingzong building a temple for Grand Master Murong.
As people age, they often think about the past.
Even though Fu Xuan is a martial saint, he can't escape the word "humanity".
Moreover, isn't Fu Xuan afraid that the old demon from Black Mountain will return to the Creator and coerce the world, causing him to become the old demon's lackey in his old age?
With the temper of the old demon from Heishan, if you obey me you will prosper and if you go against me you will perish. If Fu Xuan resists, it will naturally be difficult for him to end well.
Xu Qing first settled Master Wu, and then gathered the remaining soldiers at night.
I arrived at the grassland camp alone.
This is a one-man show!
Rao Shixiongchan thought that his courage was beyond the sky, and he couldn't help but admire Xu Qing's behavior.
He couldn't think of any reason why Xu Qing would dare to go to the meeting alone.
Even if Xu Qing's sincerity can be predicted in advance, what if it fails?
What if Fu Xuan suddenly burst into revolt?
After all, it concerns the Martial Saint, and even if the secret is calculated, it may be wrong.
Because the strong can make the secret of heaven become dusty and chaotic...
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Fu Xuan practiced martial arts late at night, almost in a state of harmony between heaven and man. Any abnormal movement in the entire camp would attract his attention.
But the abnormality that alarmed him this time was difficult for Fu Xuan to understand.
There is no difference between the camps of martial saints and those of other grassland generals.
Fu Xuan is not a person who likes luxury.
In fact, at his level, he really doesn't love money.
Because he will not lack anything that can be obtained with money, and Fu Xuan even has no place to spend money at all.
Xu Qing naturally couldn't bribe the other party with money.
He just appeared quietly in Fu Xuan's tent and lit a lamp made of animal fat for him.
"Practice is to rely on one breath and light a lamp. If you never forget it, there will be an echo. I wonder what the echo is in Mr. Fu's heart?"
Xu Qing held a thumb ring.
After Fu Xuan saw it, his expression changed slightly.
(End of chapter)