From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 268 Causal Cycle
The speed of "Gallou Luo Zongri Method" is the highest Shen Yi has seen in his life.

Counting the practitioners he has met, there are those who are stronger than Ling Ding, but those who are faster than Ling Ding...

Below the great master of Tianbang, only An Wang can rely on Yu Bu in "Hong Fan Jiu Chou" to determine three points quickly.

As for the rest, even Zhou Ji, the master of Xuanhuang Academy, couldn't be faster than Lingding.

But with such extreme speed, Lingding did not choose to escape, but chose to face the difficulties and attack the abbot of Lingmen.

This performance is extremely inconsistent with his cautiousness.

Is it because Chanti Jiedao gave him courage?

Shen Yi thought otherwise.

There is only one reason why he has to face the difficulties, and that is that the abbot of Lingmen is faster.

Don't forget that the abbot of Lingmen who has practiced "Tao Li Tian Jing" is also proficient in "Gallou Luo Zongri Method", and his cultivation level is higher and stronger than Ling Ding.

Facing the Foehn Youyan like karmic fire, the abbot of Lingmen didn't move his face, he just pushed out a palm flatly.

Flames also appeared on his golden body, and a huge vortex appeared in the palm of his palm as if it wanted to suck the world into his palm.

Gong is the "Galola Tower Vertical Sun Method".

Palm, but it is the "33-day Sakyamuni palm" of the Tianbu.

But inside, it also contains the palm meaning of "wonderful life without action".

The abbot of Lingmen has already mastered the eight divine arts. At this moment, the palm is smooth and steady, without the swiftness of the vertical sun method, but as the palm goes on, time seems to slow down, just in time to meet the slashing knife .

"boom!"

When the swords and palms met, it didn't make the sound of gold and iron clashing like before, but the sound was as deep as thunder and deafening.

The vortex condensed in the palm shattered the flame of the sword, and collided with the Chanti Jie Dao, making the black spell on the sword unable to shine, while the palm was able to calm the mind and shake the mind, and all the obsessions in the heart were shaken. As if being shaken out of the body by this palm, there is a feeling of emptiness.

After one palm, the abbot of Lingmen slowly withdrew his palm, and then pushed out another palm.

The illusion of time stopping became more and more serious, and those who watched the battle for no reason looked away, and a feeling of nausea suddenly emerged in their hearts.

The second palm was pushed out again, the abbot of Lingmen moved across Zhang Xu's land as if teleporting, and caught up with the retreating Lingding figure with a simple palm.

"Battling style."

Lingding transformed the moves of Bo Tianshou into the sword, and moved the sword like flying, and the flames of the sword swept over with the momentum of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

It is not as ferocious as Shura's Seven Killing Sabers, but in terms of cruelty, it is even worse.

But before that flat palm, Lingding's cruel move met that palm again as if sent to the door.

"Abbot Lingmen's aura holds all attacks and enemies in his hands. It's not that Lingding wants to fight head-on, but he has to fight head-on."

In the courtyard, Shen Yi explained to Wu Yin while watching the battle: "In the practice of "Tao Li Tian Jing", the abbot of Lingmen has almost reached the peak, and his aura is completely at will. The attainment of Lou Luo Zongri Method also surpassed Lingding, and the two phases superimposed, Lingding is doomed to have no chance of winning, even with Chanti Jie Dao in hand."

At the Wushe Conference, the reason why Wu'an was able to assassinate with the spirit of Chanti Jiedao was because the abbot of Lingmen was restrained by a number of martial arts cultivators in the Profound Embryo Realm, and he was not allowed to act forcefully because he presided over the ceremony.

But now, with only Lingding alone, even holding the Chanti Jiedao, it is difficult to make up the gap.

Perhaps, even Lingding himself realized the gap between him and the abbot of Lingmen at this time.The only one among the top five in the white list who is over a hundred years old and ranks the lowest is an old monk who hides too deeply.

The second move, before the sword is held, there will be a hurricane sweeping and flames erupting, but before it can affect the surroundings, it will be bound by the invisible aura and suppressed within a certain range.

Even the black-robed monk who was beaten to the ground was not affected in the slightest.

Only the earth, because it is difficult to be restrained by the aura, rumbles and vibrates.

When the blades and palms collided, Ling Ding felt as if struck by lightning, his body shook violently, and his body suddenly burst into flames.

"Although you have calmed down your heart fire with the help of dragon blood, so that you no longer suffer from the pain of burning your body, and your skill has improved greatly, but your own realm has not made any progress and lags behind your skill."

The abbot of Lingmen said, and sent another palm, "You can let go but not take it back, and you can do it but not stop. In the eyes of this old man, junior brother, you have not become stronger, but have become weaker. What you have done has not brought any benefits to your practice. It doesn’t benefit you at all, but you lose your spirit of diligence.”

Every palm is ordinary, like a frontal collision like a street handle. It seems that there is no deterrent effect, but the strike is so flexible that it cannot advance or retreat, and it is completely at a disadvantage.

"boom!"

Another palm was sent out, the force of the palm was pounding, and the flames of the reverse scroll knife attacked Lingding's body, a sudden pain appeared on Lingding's arm, and he felt a fiery stream of flames flowing upwards along the meridians of the hand, Back pouring into the meridians of the whole body.

"what!"

Lingding couldn't help roaring, his whole body burst into a turbulent aura, and indistinctly, a phantom of a giant bird catching a dragon appeared, and muscles and muscles appeared on his body, like dragon scales.

The dragon blood obtained by Tulong has long been absorbed by him to suppress the fire in his heart. At this moment, suffering from the backlash of fire energy, Lingding can't help urging the dragon energy with all his strength, hoping to block the fire energy.

However, at this moment, the abbot of Lingmen sent another palm, and an extremely majestic blazing energy gushed out from his palm, and the surging fire power poured into Lingding's body. , Infuse your own Qi into the opponent's body.

The combination of the two fire energies made it difficult to suppress the dragon energy obtained from refining the dragon blood. The scorching heat flowed into the heart, and the familiar burning sensation reappeared in the body.

"Amitabha."

The abbot of Lingmen slowly retracted his palms and recited the Buddha's name, "Since it is caused by the fire of the heart, it should end with the fire of the heart. The cycle of cause and effect, the retribution is not good."

Anxiety quickly spread all over the body, Ling Ding couldn't bear it anymore, and the Chanti Jie Dao in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, regardless of the enemy's side, so he sat cross-legged and used his skills to suppress it.

But the backfired heart fire fused with the fire energy sent into his body by the abbot of Lingmen, and the power was more than doubled compared with the past?Not long after, a large amount of mist rose from Lingding's body, and the skin around him became more and more scorched.

"Amitabha."

Seeing this, the abbot of Lingmen just recited the Buddha's name again, and then turned to look at the Rushi courtyard.

The scourges lurking in Linglong Tiesha were removed one by one, this is a big win for the old monk who has been watching the fire from the other side.

Next, as long as the last thing is dealt with, it can come to an end.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing."

Walking out of the Rushi courtyard for no reason, Shen Yi beside him stroked his palm and said, "The abbot is worthy of being an abbot, but he solved all the troubles in the temple with just a little sleep. It's really admirable."

"But the old monk made a miscalculation after all."

The abbot of Lingmen looked at Shen Yi, "The others lost, but you didn't lose. I beat the others, but you were the only one who didn't win."

　Three shifts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)