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Chapter 197 Chapter 190 Six Palms: Buddhist Martial Arts Association!
Under the high platform, there was a lot of voices, and I don't know how many common people gathered.

Of course, there are many high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, and martial arts heroes.

But with status and status.They are often located in the surrounding restaurants, occupying a good location.Coupled with delicious food and wine, Bashi is very good.

The crowd was whispering and discussing the Buddhist martial arts meeting.

Most of the people came to see the excitement, but anyone with a little brain could smell something different.

The "Buddhist Martial Arts Association" this time is definitely not that simple.

It involves the distribution of interests between the two major forces of "Salvation Pudu Temple" and "Four Books and Five Classics", and the two sides are very likely to fight.

They never expected that this "Buddhist Martial Arts Association" not only involved two powerful groups, the Salvation Pudu Temple and the Four Books and Five Classics, but it was also closely related to the fate of the entire country.

If Xia Wuji loses, let alone the capital, the entire country may fall and turn into a demon country on earth.

"Look at the sky, it's Head Ning coming."

I don't know who yelled, and everyone looked up, and saw a figure in white clothes falling from the sky. The white clothes fluttered and were spotless.

This person's appearance is already the only one in the world, and he is extremely handsome.

But she still has a natural charm, with an indescribable chicness and calmness.Lang Lang entered his arms like the sun and the moon, fluttering like a fairy resigned from the world.

"Brother, mom loves you."

"Brother Ning, Yingying will always support you."

"Brother Ning, you are so handsome, I like you so much!"

In an instant, the atmosphere below was ignited.Those little daughter-in-laws and older girls who usually seemed gentle and soft, with coquettish voices suddenly showed excitement and made voices like mountains and seas.

Xia Wuji's identity announced to the public now is the head of the "Four Books and Five Classics". Most people who see him will call him "Master Ning", or Mr. Ning.

However, these fans who are attracted by his appearance still like his title of "Brother Ning".

The martial arts people who originally planned to cheer for this great martial arts master couldn't help but "gudong" and took a step back.

It's crazy.

Is this the popularity of Head Ning?

It turns out that the greatest competitiveness of the "Four Books and Five Classics" is not martial arts, but the face of the head of Ning.

On the high platform, Xia Wuji flicked his sleeves, sat cross-legged, looked straight at Pudu Cihang opposite, and said with a smile on his face: "National teacher, you are the host of this Buddhist martial arts meeting, what are the rules, please Firstly."

"The Buddhist martial arts meeting is naturally a comparison of Buddhism and martial arts." Pudu Cihang clasped his hands together and said, "The Buddha is in front, and the martial arts is in the back. First discuss Buddhism, and then discuss martial arts. What do you think of the benefactor."

Xia Wuji nodded and said, "Yes."

Purdue Cihang said: "There is no peace in the three realms, just like a house on fire. How can you go to Purdue without contemplating Buddhism?"

Xia Wuji said: "Have compassion in your heart and practice compassion, everyone will be a Buddha, and you can cross the sea of ​​suffering."

The man and the monster sat on a high platform and started a debate on this.

They have advanced and profound cultivation, and although every word is spoken lightly, everyone can hear it clearly.

In the ears of ordinary people, only the bursts of Sanskrit sounds can be felt, penetrating the mind.

However, those who are proficient in Buddhism have a feeling of sudden enlightenment and enlightenment.

They couldn't help pricking up their ears and listening, this "Buddhist Martial Arts Association" is a great opportunity for them.

And as the discussion of one person and one demon deepened, the content became more and more profound and difficult to understand.Not to mention ordinary people, even the many monks and eminent monks present are all in a fog.

Half an hour later, Pudu Cihang frowned.

Originally, he wanted to embarrass Xia Wuji in the Buddhist debate, but he didn't expect that the other party's understanding of Buddhism far exceeded his expectations.

Even if it is not as good as yourself, it is not much worse.

But this Purdue Cihang didn't know that Xia Wuji possessed many Buddhist martial arts, especially "Tathagata Palm", which was profound and mysterious.

If you don't understand the Buddhist scriptures, you may have already become obsessed with cultivation.

"Amitabha, since the benefactor understands the Dharma, why does he want to confuse the people with evil words, so that all living beings can't listen to my Buddha's wonderful teachings, and can't be reborn." Pudu Cihang shook his head and sighed.

"You have to ask the country, not me, about whether or not there is a problem."

Xia Wuji raised his brows, and said with a sneer, "As for the demonic words to confuse the crowd, hehe, I think you are self-aware. Even if you have practiced Buddhism, put on human skin and cassock, you can't stop the demonic aura, vomit ~"

Pudu Cihang shook his head: "Almsgiver, I'm good at persuading you, but why did you insult me ​​instead? You must know that my Buddha also has the appearance of a king of enlightenment. Even so, don't blame the old monk for being rude, and teach the almsgiver a lesson."

Debate Buddhism first, and then compare martial arts.

After discussing the Dharma, no one convinced anyone.

Now is the time to compete in martial arts.

Pudu Cihang stood up with a long body, holding a Zen staff in his hand, his body, which was not tall originally, exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

"Benefactor, give me a slap in the face!"

His figure swept forward, and the Zen staff in his hand suddenly smashed towards him.

At the moment when he swung his Zen staff, Pudu Cihang kept opening and closing his lips, and let out a burst of grand and sacred, but also strange and feminine Sanskrit singing, sweeping over like heaven and earth.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and be right. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

Hearing this Sanskrit sound, Xia Wuji couldn't help feeling impetuous, his blood was churning faintly, his eyes showed impatience, and he couldn't help cursing: "Your mother is dead, you should do something."

He stood up and slammed forward with a palm.

when! !

The fist smashed on the staff, and there was a metal clank that shook the whole field, causing an invisible wave of air to push away in all directions.

The huge counter-shock force made Xia Wuji's arms tremble, and he couldn't help but retreat again and again. Every time he took a step back, he stepped on the high platform half a foot deep.

Before he could slow down, Pudu Cihang recited "Desperate Sanskrit", waved his Zen stick again, and bombarded him.

"If I don't show you my hands, I really think I'm easy to bully, sir."

Xia Wuji's eyes were fixed, his true energy was pumped up, and he was dressed in white without any wind.

At the same time, he held his five fingers empty, and a golden Zen staff appeared.

It was the "wisdom stick" seized from the clone of the Black Mountain old demon.

He held the Zen stick with both hands, and shook it lightly, the iron ring on the Zen stick made a series of trembling sounds, like an invisible wave, blocking most of the "Death Sanskrit".

And the remaining "Sanskrit" can't break through the "Golden Armor", so it won't have much influence on him. .

Then, Xia Wuji swung his Zen stick suddenly, and threw it at Pudu Cihang.

This blow was as powerful as a god swinging a hammer.

The sound of the Zen stick piercing through the air was like thunder.Wherever it passed, the air was like water waves, with layers of ripples, rushing out in all directions, like a hurricane.

boom! !

The two sticks clashed, and there was a deafening sound that exploded in the sky.

(End of this chapter)