Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1035
The person surnamed Xuanyuan said seriously: "Because the master is too merciful, he didn't have the heart to keep trouble from the beginning. If he had the heart to keep trouble from the beginning, no matter how fast Xuanyuan made a move, he would not be able to match the master. Now the master's momentum has disappeared, and the next one If the momentum is in full swing, it may not be good for Grandmaster if we forcibly stay in trouble, but no matter what, the battle between me and Grandmaster is still undecided."

Zen Master Baozhu stood up suddenly, with a faint murderous look on his face, the complexion of the person whose surname Xuanyuan changed drastically, he also stood up, took a step back, put his hands on his waist, and said, "Master, what is the meaning of this? "

Zen Master Baozhu said coldly: "Kill you!"

The man who was surnamed Xuanyuan said: "Master is an eminent monk, if you kill me, don't you feel ashamed of the Buddha?"

Zen Master Baozhu said: "This old monk will accept the Buddha's punishment for his crimes, but for the sake of thousands of innocent people, this old monk is willing to accept punishment."

The person surnamed Xuanyuan was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face. He smiled coldly and said, "I'm afraid it may not be easy for the master to kill me. Xuanyuan dare not say that he is number one in the world, but as long as he uses Xuanyuan Xiayu sword, anyone can kill him." Don't be afraid, even if Daoist Chongyang is resurrected and Wudang Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng is still alive, Xuanyuan may not lose to them."

Zen Master Baozhu said: "What if I want to die with you?"

The person whose surname was Xuanyuan was so frightened that his palms were sweating, but his face was still as cold as iron, and he said indifferently: "Master, you better think about it clearly. If Xuanyuan escapes from here, the shame of today will be returned a hundredfold to the world in the future." People, when the time comes, the master will carry countless wronged souls, let's see how you explain to the Buddha?"

Zen Master Baozhu took a step forward, a strange force came out, and he shouted: "Are you threatening me?"

The person surnamed Xuanyuan only felt a strange force coming, his breathing was urgent, he used all his internal energy and tried his best, finally endured it, and said solemnly: "Master, don't push me too far!"

Zen Master Baozhu clasped his hands together, with a solemn face, opened his mouth and said: "This is how to save immeasurable, countless and boundless sentient beings, but there are no sentient beings who can be saved. Why? Subhuti, if a Bodhisattva has the image of self, image of person, image of sentient beings, and life span." It is not a bodhisattva..." This is a verse in the Diamond Sutra, but from the mouth of Zen Master Baozhu, there is a strange divine power, which forced the person with the surname Xuanyuan to do the previous action again, but he Just now he was sitting on the futon, but now his shoulders are slightly heavy, and he is in a horse-like gait, which shows that he has tried his best.

Suddenly hearing the sound of "tearing", the person surnamed Xuanyuan reached out and grabbed the night clothes around his waist. With a shake of his arm, he drew out a sword. It was Xuanyuan Xia Yujian.Although the sword was not out of its sheath, the power it generated was incomparably powerful, immediately forcing Chan Master Baozhu to take three steps back.

However, Zen Master Baozhu was worthy of being a great master of the generation, and he was still chanting Buddhist scriptures, a white light shot out from the place where his palms merged. At this moment, the person with the surname Xuanyuan pulled out the Xuanyuan Xiayu sword and slashed forward into the void.

The rays of light hit the sword body endlessly, and a strange wind blew up, blowing the left and right candles flickering.Not long after, Zen Master Baozhu frowned and sat down, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but the torch in front of him was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating the Buddha statue above the main hall so vividly.The Buddha statue smiled slightly, looking down with both eyes, as if it wanted to greet Xuanyuan Xia Yujian.

After a while, the person whose surname was Fu Xuanyuan groaned, his figure swayed, blood spattered on both shoulders, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

There are 36 fire candles on the left and right sides. At the beginning, they flickered indefinitely, but after Zen Master Baozhu sat down, each of them had [-] bright lights. Now the person with the surname Xuanyuan was injured, and there are three more candles.

The man surnamed Xuanyuan was horrified when he saw the candles brightly lit. He couldn't let the few remaining candles light up again. The contest became a stalemate.

After an unknown amount of time, the person with the surname Xuanyuan spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", but he suddenly sighed in a low voice, as if he was helpless but unwilling.

At this time, not only the corners of Zen Master Baozhu's mouth were bleeding, but also the corners of his eyes were bleeding, making him look very scary.

"Why did Benefactor Xuanyuan suddenly sigh?" Zen Master Baozhu suddenly stopped chanting and asked with his mouth open.

The person whose surname was Xuanyuan only felt his heart relax, but it was only a relief. The huge pressure still existed, and he said loudly: "I have practiced boy kung fu since I was a child. I thought I could become the world's top master before the age of 60. Who would have expected it?" I couldn't control myself, I was fascinated by lust, broke my true body, and made slow progress in the past 20 years. It was not until a few years ago that martial arts improved rapidly. Xuanyuan wanted to become the first-rate master in the world, and then become the first-rate master. Unexpectedly Xuanyuan is really dissatisfied that it will be folded here."

Zen Master Zhuang said: "You have persuaded the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple, who else is worthy of your persuasion?"

The person surnamed Xuanyuan sighed: "Could it be that the master has forgotten Wudang?"

Zen Master Baozhu's expression changed, and he said, "You're talking about the Great Xia Chen of Wudang?"

The man whose surname was Xuanyuan said: "Who else is there besides him? I have already sent him a message, but it is a pity that I can't see him anymore."

Although the two were talking, Zen Master Baozhu didn't give up. After hearing this, Zen Master Baozhu let go of his clasped hands and said slowly: "Since you are not convinced, I will give you a chance. I can't persuade you You, Daxia Chen will definitely convince you."

The person surnamed Xuanyuan only felt that the pressure on his body was reduced, took a deep breath, and said to the other party: "Thank you, master." Just after he finished speaking, his face changed slightly, as if he had heard something, he took out the cup from his arms He put out a black cloth and covered his head with only his eyes exposed. He put his palms together and said, "After a while tonight, I will realize the profoundness of the Master's Dharma. If there is a fate in the future, I will definitely come to visit again and say goodbye."

Zen Master Baozhu said: "If Master Xuanyuan can put down the butcher knife, the common people will be very lucky."

The person surnamed Xuanyuan floated up and was about to hit the gate of the main hall, but the gate suddenly opened automatically. The person surnamed Xuanyuan flashed and disappeared into the hall, and the gate closed slowly again.

At this time, Zen Master Baozhu's face turned red, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

After the person surnamed Xuanyuan came out of the main hall, he jumped over the temple directly.Just came out of the temple, and suddenly heard a loud shout: "Who are you?"

The person surnamed Xuanyuan looked over and saw that the speaker was a man with disheveled hair and a beard. Behind this person was a big monkey and an old monk.The old monk's face was pale, his chest was wrapped in gauze, obviously he had been seriously injured.

The person surnamed Xuanyuan smiled darkly: "Who are you?" His right hand involuntarily touched Xuanyuan Xia Yujian at his waist. Although he couldn't tell who this person was, he already felt that this person's martial arts were extremely terrifying.

That man was Fang Jianming, of course, and he only heard him say: "Sneaky, you must not be a good person, take off your mask."

The person surnamed Xuanyuan let out a strange laugh, and suddenly said: "What is your relationship with Senior Iron Monkey Hou Duandao?"

Fang Jianming was taken aback for a moment. This was the second time he was misunderstood to be related to the iron monkey Hou Duandao. Just as he didn't know how to answer, the person whose surname was Xuanyuan chuckled and said, "As far as Xuanyuan knows, senior Hou Duandao I have joined the South Sea Flying Fish Gang, I wonder if it is true or not?"

Fang Jianming suddenly realized where he had heard his accent. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized, "Isn't this man the foster father of Sima Chenyu?" He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.

(End of this chapter)