Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 619 Master, I am pregnant with his child

Chu Pingsheng tentatively used the Six Yang Meeting of the Four Symbols Palm, and he felt that the nature of Yi Xin Tu Donkey's palm power had changed, from being neutral and peaceful to being strong and violent. The energy was like waves, one stronger than the other, and the strong and explosive momentum continued to increase. It gave people the feeling as if a calm Buddhist had turned into an angry Vajra. Moreover, Yi Xin Tu Donkey's palm power seemed to be sticky and could absorb people's palms or energy and engage in a protracted battle with them.

Of course he was not afraid of a competition of true Qi. He was quite interested in Yi Xin Tu Don's palm technique, so he used the Great Shift of the Universe to forcibly shake off the Qi of both sides. His moves changed from the Sun to the Moon, and then to the Shan Yin Night Snow in the Four Symbols Palm. The palm wind suddenly changed from scorching sun to cold mountain night snow, and the cold Qi was endless, piercing into the bald donkey's arms.

Who would have thought that the explosive palm wind from the opposite side would also turn suddenly, like the three thousand weak waters on which even a goose feather cannot float, and it swallowed up the endless cold energy and wrapped around his body, and a ball of bone-chilling true energy penetrated his skin.

At the same time, Yi Xin Bald Monk raised his long eyebrows and looked at him without any sadness or joy. When he slapped his palm against him, he slowly opened his mouth and spit out six notes: Om, Ma, Ni, Ba, Mi, Hum.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum.

……

The six-syllable mantra is repeated continuously, the tone sometimes high like a howl, sometimes low like the wind. Even if one blocks one's ears, one can still hear it clearly, as if the object of the sound is the human soul.

Anlong was watching anxiously from behind.

"Master, you can't hold it for long with him. This is the unique skill of the Pure Mind Zen Temple, the Great Bright Mantra to Suppress the Prison."

His voice was very high, but it was completely suppressed by Master Yi Xin's six-syllable mantra.

"It absorbs and assimilates a part of the opponent's palm force to counterattack. It is somewhat similar to Shi Zhixuan's Immortal Seal. Combined with the Great Bright Mantra of Gu Ren Shenzhi, it is indeed much stronger than Jiaxiang, Di Xin and the other four bald donkeys, but... that's it."

Not only was Chu Pingsheng able to speak, he even smiled at him. Suddenly he opened his mouth, his abdomen contracted, his chest bulged, the bulge continued to move upwards, and finally even his cheeks swelled up.

Ning Daoqi was puzzled as to why Fu Cailin hadn't used his ultimate move yet.

As one of the three great masters, he had never seen the ninth sword of the younger generation Heavenly Sword Song Que, but he had experienced Fu Cailin's Heavenly Tribulation more than once.

No matter whether it is a big avalanche, a small avalanche, or a move by God, they are all the ones who make the moves. However, the central idea of ​​this "calamity of heaven and earth" is to transform into a chessboard and respond to all situations with the same attitude. All the enemy's strange tricks and methods cannot escape the world of the chessboard. This is the calamity of heaven and earth.

but……

When Ning Daoqi saw Chu Pingsheng's chest puffing with anger, he suddenly remembered what Fan Qinghui had told him about the appearance of the He Shi Bi. Knowing that he could not wait any longer, he leaped forward like a silent ghost, with his grey robe fluttering, his long beard flying, his wide sleeves dancing, and his hands waving like flowing clouds and water.

One palm force, two palm forces, three palm forces, four palm forces, five palm forces… surrounded Chu Pingsheng at 360 degrees, like a bell.

Ning Daoqi's unique martial arts, Sanshou Bapu! It is said that the moves are free to do as one pleases, without any fixed rules, like a wild horse running freely, without any constraints or restrictions. It is like riding a cloud or controlling a flying dragon, which is wonderful beyond words.

The essence of the Eight Pulls lies in the word "empty". Emptiness can generate energy, and energy can return to emptiness. Between emptiness and reality, there is something mysterious.

This attack is the sixth of the eight attacks, “Star-studded”.

"Shameless!"

Although she had long expected that the righteous side would besiege Chu Pingsheng, Fu Junyu's kind mother Shafang, who slowly stood up beside her, was still furious, her brows were slightly furious, and she held Yu Xiaoyao in her hand and rushed to the battlefield.

As early as in Yang Gong's treasury, Master Jiaxiang had experienced Shafang's strength and knew that she was only slightly inferior to Zhu Yuyan. He did not dare to neglect her. While winking at Di Xin, he pulled back the sleeve of his cassock, stretched out his withered right hand, pressed his thumb, and shot out a force of finger force, which blocked Shafang's attack.

Di Xin, who was approaching the battlefield between Chu Pingsheng and the three masters, tightly grasped the Zen staff and swung out a gust of wind against Yu Xiaoyao's three demolition qi. The two forces intersected, and the demolition qi stagnated slightly, breaking through the staff wind and continuing to move forward. Jiaxiang tapped twice in a row, and the finger force collided with the weakened demolition qi, and both were destroyed.

Li Mi, Xue Ju and others were secretly astonished. They did not expect that Chai Shao's wife was so powerful that she could fight two masters, Jiaxiang and Di Xin, alone.

Shafang took action, and Rong Jiaojiao certainly could not stand idly by. She stood up lightly, bringing with her a fragrant breeze, like a butterfly fluttering among flowers, and entered the battlefield with an extremely charming posture, and her slender jade handprint towards Master Jiaxiang's back.

"Amitabha." Daoxin naturally would not let her succeed. He waved his two white hands, leaving a deceptive afterimage, forcing Rong Jiaojiao to turn around and confront him.

Jiaxiang, Emperor Xin, Dao Xin...

Seeing the four great monks attacking three of them, Fu Nanda remembered the temple promised by his cheap leader. He tapped the ground with his toes and shot towards the Master of Wisdom of Mount Tiantai like an arrow.

"I have long heard that Master Zhihui's Heart Buddha Palm is unpredictable. Today I will learn from it and see whether your Heart Buddha Palm is more powerful or my Brahma-self-unity is better."

Master Zhihui opened his eyes suddenly, his monk robe fluttered against the wind, and the beads wrapped around his hands flew up into the sky. He clenched one hand into a fist and passed the rosary through it, and with the other hand he stretched out his palm and lifted it upwards. His posture was quite strange, and he fought hard with Fu Nanda, whose palm was covered with a layer of fake Buddha flame.

"Hmph, Yuwen Shang, give me your life." Seeing that the battle was developing into a melee, You Chuhong no longer kept a low profile. She swung her jade staff, rose up with a cloak, and with the yellow earth spreading to both sides, she used the staff and sword's momentum to stab at Yuwen Shang, the head of the Yuwen clan.

"Uncle, let me help you."

At this moment, facing You Chuhong who had recovered from her old illness, Yuwen Shang no longer cared about his face and said "OK", and went to meet her together with Yuwen Wenji. They used their double icy power at the same time, and the cold air spread all around, forcing the Yuwen clan's good fighters, including Yuwen Shiji and Yuwen Wudi, to retreat one after another.

Dugu Feng looked at her grandmother, and then at her fiancé who was fighting against three top masters alone and did not dodge Ning Daoqi's handprint but continued to charge up the Lion's Roar. She chose the latter very decisively. She pressed the scabbard lightly with her thumb and flicked it upwards. With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed, bringing up a flash of green light and piercing towards the bald donkey.

"Don't think about it."

Fan Qinghui certainly couldn't let her hinder Ning Daoqi and the other two's demon-killing operation, so she hurried forward to hand over her sword. Little did she know that Shi Feixuan, who had just been in a trance and sitting on the ground, suddenly perked up and slightly turned her scabbard-covered long sword outward, interrupting her sword momentum. "What are you doing?!"

"I won't let you get in her way."

"Fei Xuan! Do you know what you are doing?"

"..."

"Get out of the way. I'm asking you to get out of the way."

Seeing Dugu Feng flying by not far away, Fan Qinghui became anxious and stabbed at Shi Feixuan's shoulder with a sword. However, he never expected that his disciple was no longer the Amon of the past. He moved the sword slightly, hooked the scabbard inwards, and pulled it outwards with a very small amplitude, and the sword stabbed in vain.

"Okay, okay, okay, I think you are bewitched and possessed by a demon." Fan Qinghui was furious and no longer held back. The sword light was like a forest and he swung out several sharp sword auras. The murderous intent around him was as condensed as substance.

"Have you been possessed by a demon?"

There was a trace of struggle in Shi Feixuan's eyes, only a trace, and only a moment, and the terrifying mental power of the Dao Heart Planting Demon Art pressed down like a mountain, crushing the murderous intent around Fan Qinghui, and the sword energy that stabbed out was also shattered by the tip of the sheath and pushed back and forth.

"The sword is clear and you actually..."

Fan Qinghui was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly. He never expected that after not seeing her for more than half a year, Master Feixuan had crossed over from the realm of Sword God's selflessness to the realm of telepathy and entered the last realm of Cihang Sword Canon, Sword Heart Enlightenment, becoming the most outstanding disciple of Cihang Jingzhai since its founder Dini.

"Feixuan, wake up, I am your master."

"The Devil Sect, the Buddha Sect, the Taoist Sect... Whether it is altruism or self-interest, it is all desire. What is the difference in essence... Put down the butcher knife and you will become a Buddha. Pick up the butcher knife and the Buddha will also be a demon." She seemed to be possessed by a demon, but also seemed not to be possessed by a demon. She muttered to herself, "You are wrong, you are wrong... You have become the slaves of the Heshi Bi."

Fan Qinghui glanced behind her and found that Senior Sister Chengxin had already stopped Dugu Feng. Although she was at a disadvantage, she was not in danger of defeat in the short term.

"Fei Xuan! You have been possessed by the devil. It is time to turn back."

"No, Master, you are the ones who are possessed by the devil."

puff.

The scabbard shot out and sank deeply into the ground. She raised the Sekong Sword, which shone coldly under the sunlight. There was no struggle on her face anymore. "Master, do you know what it feels like to be pregnant?"

"Pregnant?"

Fan Qinghui was stunned. As a nun, how could she know what it felt like to be pregnant?

"Feixuan...you...you..."

Soon she understood and looked at her in disbelief.

Shi Feixuan's hand slowly moved down, touching her belly and said, "Although I haven't had pregnancy reactions yet, I can feel that he is inside me."

Fan Qinghui was so angry that her head turned red and her ears were about to burst into flames: "You shameless man... force him... out... force him out!"

"impossible!"

Shi Feixuan had a determined look on her face, and raised the Sekong Sword again, pointing from Fan Qinghui's legs to her chest.

"Even if I die, I won't do this."

"I don't have a disciple like you!"

Shi Feixuan's face showed no sadness, only sighing: "This is the last time I call you Master. Dugu Feng is right. I have repaid the gratitude I owed to Cihang Jingzhai for being a teacher and raising me."

After he finished speaking, his temperament changed. The solemn and awe-inspiring temperament belonging to the Cihang Sword Canon was gone, and the whole person seemed to turn into a ball of black fire, emitting a strange aura that was neither evil nor murderous.

"you you……"

Fan Qinghui was so angry that she couldn't utter complete sentences.

After Xu Ziling was released by Monk Di Xin, he initially watched the battle between the three masters and Chai Shao, because he felt that as long as Chai Shao died, Shi Feixuan would return to him. However, when the wind brought the conversation between Shi Feixuan and Fan Qinghui, and he heard her say that she was pregnant with that man's child, and she was determined to refuse to have an abortion and even to fight her former master with swords, he was completely stunned. No one touched him, but he spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground, unable to get up.

"Master Ling!"

Kou Zhong wanted to save his brother, but looking at Song Yuzhi who was still alive in front of him because of the immortal qi, he didn't know who to save.

In fact, in addition to the main forces of both good and evil, those who played auxiliary roles also found their opponents. Jin Huanzhen, Ding Jiuzhong and Zhou Laotan brothers faced off against the four monks of Jingnian Temple, namely Bu Tan, Bu An, Bu Chi and Bu Fear. An Long originally wanted to go to Fu Junyu and protect his master's woman instead of Shafang, but was stopped by Monk Le Kong. Both of them said that they didn't want to fight, but neither of them would give way. They stared at each other as others were fighting fiercely.

(End of this chapter)