Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 229

This is a collision of direct force and momentum. Not only is there smoke and dust around the palms facing each other, but even the breath is blurred.

The blown sand and snow hit the surroundings, creating a terrifying oppressive force.

The soldiers crowded on the top of the wall were terrified to get off the wall one after another, and the military officers who were still in the courtyard all turned over and jumped out of the wall, feeling as if they would be crushed if they stayed here.

There is also an illusion that the entire Xiangshan Temple is shaking slightly.

Only Duan Silie resisted the conscious fear, his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, and he stood firmly on the spot, refusing to move.

Inside and outside the monastery, whether it is some soldiers and horses outside, or detaining pilgrims without knowing it, or the monks in the original monastery, they can all feel the vibration that does not come from the body at this moment.

It's not that ordinary people don't have perceptions outside the body, it's just that they are often too weak and easily influenced by other things.

But at this moment, everyone in Xiangshan Temple was in a state of turmoil and expressions of astonishment. Although they didn't know what happened, they knew that something must happen.

Although there was a lot of commotion in the courtyard, it didn't last long.

Many heads appeared on the wall again, and the military officers who had just escaped also came in one after another, while Duan Silie stared at the scene without blinking.

At this moment, Monk Unable to stand opposite Yi Shuyuan, his palms touched together without making any other movements.

The two-foot-square ground near their feet was funnel-shaped, and the lowest point sank more than two feet, and less than half of the broken bluestone bricks remained.

The snowflakes from the sky were falling one after another, and when they fell near Monk Unable to do so, they melted ahead of time before landing, as if he himself was a human-shaped melting pot.

But Long Feiyang was clearly in contact with the monk, but the snowflakes could fall to the ground around Long Feiyang without hindrance, and even landed on his head and body.

The monk's eyes were bloodshot, his breath was unstable, and he slowly withdrew his hands with uncontrollable trembling, and bent down to salute the warrior in front of him with clasped hands.

"Thank you senior for your enlightenment. Ding Feixiong has had such a fight, and it is enough in this life. Senior's martial arts are astonishing, and his true energy is even deeper and unfathomable. I am afraid that he is invincible in this world."

There was gratitude in the voice, and there was also some inexplicable emotion. The monk only felt that he still had Senior Long to give him a defeat, so what about Senior Long himself?

Thirty moves, one move is not much, and one move is not too many, whether it is in terms of the process or the result of the competition, the senior in front of him has won too much, and he can't realize it or even force him to use his full strength.

This Senior Long's martial arts has reached an unimaginable level, this is not a competition at all, but a final point of advice!

Using martial arts to discuss Dao, let yourself listen to the "Martial Dao Sutra" at the last moment!
It wasn't until this moment, until hearing what the monk could not say, that the spectators, who were still a little dazed, understood that the victory and defeat had been decided.

Although the results can be foreseen from the previous process.

But the last palm was really terrifying, it's no wonder that everyone raised their hearts, and it was only at this moment that it was confirmed that Long Daxia had won!
But at this time, there seemed to be a constant heat rising from the monk's body, and even though the competition had ended, it was still depressing to others.

Yi Shuyuan withdrew his hand, looked at the helpless monk calmly, and spoke with regret and emotion.

"Master, why bother!"

However, the last move of the monk, at the cost of abolishing his martial arts, forcibly boosted his true energy, in exchange for a palm that was evenly matched with Yi Shuyuan.

At this moment, the monk's whole body is like a melting pot of heat, but it is the last afterglow of a lifetime of martial arts.

At this time, the skill is still there, so the heat will rise, and after a while, the skill will start to dissipate, and the heat will also weaken.

The monk was very open-minded, his meridians were tingling at the moment, but he could smile again.

"The poor monk can fight against the seniors, if he doesn't do everything, wouldn't it be regrettable?"

Yi Shuyuan took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and tapped several big acupoints of the monk, a burst of true energy melted into the monk's body and traveled around the meridians, quickly dissipating the heat in his body to the outside.

After the true energy wandered around, it also escaped from the body, but a ray of energy went to the dantian to disappear invisible.

The feeling of steaming heat also quickly weakened.

Unable to do so, Monk's face suddenly revealed a bit of relief, and he could no longer feel any other abnormalities, and his body was even more empty, with no strong innate qi and tingling pain in his meridians anymore.

"Although you have lost your martial arts, Long doesn't want you to become a useless person."

Hearing Yi Shuyuan's words, the monk showed gratitude on his face.

"Thank you, senior, for your mercy!"

In that state just now, the meridian may also be broken after the exercise, and I may not be able to take care of myself in my daily life at that time, but now at least my body is still there, and it is much stronger than ordinary people.

Both Yi Shuyuan and Monk Falu left the big pit and walked towards the group of military officers over there.

Everyone had complicated faces, but many of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing the two people approaching, Zou Jie first bowed his hands and saluted, and the other military officers also saluted the two innate warriors with a little excitement, even though they all knew that the monk's martial arts were useless.

Among them, Duan Silie was the most excited. It was both an honor and a great reward to witness the duel between innate masters.

In the distance, by the arched gate of the inner wall of the temple, Shi Sheng and Hui Mian on his shoulders hid here to watch.

Although the duel was over, Shi Sheng couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Hui, senior, martial arts are so powerful? Can you ask Master's friend to teach me martial arts?"

Hui Mian tapped Shi Sheng's head with his paw.

"Little idiot, Long Feiyang was transformed by your master!"

"what?"

"Shh don't yell around!"

"Oh!"

Hui Mian knows that the multiple changes are not only to make the husband melt into the world, to comprehend various mysterious ways through various changes, and to integrate into various stories with various identities.

It is a hidden guarantee. If you need to do something that is inconvenient for you in the future, you can change to another identity and you can get rid of it.

Therefore, nature cannot easily let people know the way of change.

But the closest people are of course all right.

On the top of a big tree in the courtyard at the other end, Monk Zhaoli also stood on the top of the tree overlooking the front yard.

From the beginning of the fight between Duan Silie and the Unable Monk, to the final battle between Long Feiyang and the Unable Monk, Monk Zhaoli did not miss a single bit of excitement.

At this moment, the shock in Monk Zhaoli's heart cannot be overstated.

The power just now made me feel scared!How could a mortal warrior be so strong?

I'm afraid it's really like what Long Feiyang said, even demons and ghosts can be killed, right? ——
Now, naturally, no one in the Xiangshan Temple will make things difficult for the monk.

Regardless of Duan Silie's excitement, other people, as Dayong's military attache, wanted to get to know a peerless master like Long Feiyang after seeing such an innate realm, and they also paid respect to Monk Failing.

It's just that when the two innate masters came over, the only ones who could really talk were Duan Silie and the governor Zou Jie.

"Hero Long, Zou Jie greets you!"

"The governor is very polite!"

Yi Shuyuan bowed back and stepped back, Zou Jie understood what he meant, and bowed solemnly to the monk unable to do so.

"Master, no matter whether you believe it or not, Zou didn't intend to embarrass you, let alone excuse himself. Now, I can only promise to explain clearly to you in front of the emperor and fight for your salvation!"

"The governor doesn't have to blame himself, the poor monk has no regrets!"

The monk said and looked at Duan Silie.

"General Duan, your long spear has been destroyed, and the string of Buddhist beads that the poor monk used is the black iron forged from Nanyan and the masters of the Northwest countries, and melted with the essence of forging, to forge a weapon for you."

Duan Silie was about to express his thanks, but the monk continued to speak.

"Although the Guiyuan Pill is gone, the poor monk will write the Guiyuan Gong silently, and send it to the general. Of course, the general has Senior Long's guidance. This merit is only for reference!"

"Long can't be regarded as a guide, but just taught him the method of body training."

Duan Silie was so excited that he thanked the helpless monk with Buddhist rituals.

"Thank you, Master!"

This kind of reward is not enviable to others, and naturally no one has any opinions.

Yi Shuyuan looked at Duan Silie for a while, didn't have any extra words, left a sentence of "good skill", then turned and left.

"Senior Long, where are you going?"

Duan Silie obviously still has a lot to say to his senior who is on his mind, fearing that he will disappear again.

Yi Shuyuan turned around and looked behind him, glanced at everyone and smiled.

"It was originally an appointment with an old friend, but now it is natural to go to the appointment. I think Mr. Yi will be able to regain his freedom?"

The old governor quickly answered.

"That's natural!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded, and strode towards the backyard. The soldiers gave way one after another. When passing through the arch and passing Shi Sheng, the little guy made a strange expression.

"Dragon, hello Dragon Hero."

"Hahahahahaha."

Yi Shuyuan laughed loudly when he heard the words, bent down to pick up Shi Sheng, and strode away.

At the far end of the front yard, no matter whether it was the monk unable to do it or a group of military officers, they all looked at Long Feiyang's back as he went away.

"It's really a strange person in the world!"

The muttered words of the helpless monk are also the feelings in the hearts of everyone around him.

Near the monk's house in the backyard, the place where Yi Shuyuan lived has long been unattended. When he walked to the house, he could vaguely hear the even breathing in the room in his sleep.

However, Yi Shuyuan did not enter immediately, but turned his head to look to the side.

Monk Zhaoli, who had been playing tricks on his eyes, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, feeling as though he had been seen through, and flew away almost immediately.

It was only at this moment that the gaze turned back to the door, and Monk Zhaoli knew that he had indeed been seen through.

"Squeak~"

Yi Shuyuan opened the door and went in, and when the door was closed, Shi Sheng couldn't restrain his excitement and immediately made a sound.

"I want to learn, I want to learn, master, I want to learn martial arts!"

"Hey, if you don't feel tired, then learn!"

Yi Shuyuan has no objection to this, but Hui Mian has already snickered on Shi Sheng's shoulder, this little guy is asking for trouble, the fairy art has not yet been cultivated.

Hearing Hui Mian's laughter, Shi Sheng felt a little regretful, but still wanted to learn.
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Later that day, a memorial written by Zou Jie, the governor of Northwest China, was rushed to Chengtian Mansion.

The letter passed through various post stations through the official road, and people and horses were constantly changed in the middle of the journey day and night. Nine days later, the memorial had arrived in the capital.

As soon as the memorial was sent to Chengtian Mansion, Fu Zai, who knew that he had a lot to do with him, and the Minister of the Ministry of War came to face the saint together.

In the imperial study room in the afternoon, Emperor Dayong carefully read the contents of the memorial, and the cover was tightly grasped.

"Nan Yan meticulously draws the terrain of my Dayong border. It is not possible to start a war, but it is not yet time."

The grain-producing plain of Changfeng Mansion was submerged, which was almost like a stab in the heart of the emperor, and it greatly affected the rest of the national policy, but even so, the emperor still managed to manage the country slowly.

The detailed evidence was conclusive, but the emperor could only suppress his anger. He knew that the people's livelihood had not been restored, the army was not well governed, the military was insufficient, and the food and grass were not abundant.

"Although we can't start a war, we still have to guard against it. We need to send soldiers to the northwest to ensure that our armaments are complete! Let Nan Yan know that I am tired of war but not afraid of it!"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"Go back!"

The two ministers met each other and bowed to leave.

"Yes! I will take my leave!"

The emperor's eyes fell on the second half of the memorial again, and he was also emotional and more joyful.

"If you can't become a monk, give him an ultimatum and allow him to become a monk with peace of mind."

Said, the emperor looked to the side.

"Liangxi, send a confidant to go back to the state as soon as possible, in addition to rewarding the relevant people, etc. If Mr. Yi is still there, you must keep him for me. It is best to 'persuade' him to come to the capital!"

"According to the order!"

Zhang Liangxi knew the emperor's heart well, and retreated after saluting.

And the emperor also let out a sigh of relief at this moment, rejoicing that Yi Shuyuan, who hadn't heard from him for many years, was fine.

Secondly, Xi Zuo in the northwest has a lot to do with it. Mr. Yi happened to appear there with his good friend Long Feiyang, and happened to run into Xi Zuo and Monk Unable to do so. I'm afraid it's not a coincidence!
It can only be said that although the strange person is not in the court, his heart is still attached to the Dayong Society!

But with Long Feiyang and other nearly invincible masters around, I'm afraid I can't force people to come to the capital.
(End of this chapter)