Planar martial arts myth

"Benefactor Ling, you have to forgive me and forgive me!"

At this moment, the old monk suddenly waved his sleeves, and a powerful force roared out, as if a wall of air came out of thin air, blocking the sword energy shot by Ling Muyun.

There was a sound of dense air explosion, and the fierce sword energy was wiped out, and the wall of energy swung by the old monk also collapsed and dissipated. Purely in terms of the power of the moves, the two were evenly matched.

However, the old monk arrived later and successfully intercepted Ling Muyun's ultimate move, creating an opportunity for Murong Fu to escape. From this point of view, it was Ling Muyun who was at a disadvantage.

And Murong Fu also took advantage of Ling Muyun being blocked by an old monk, jumped out of the Sutra Pavilion with Murong Boyi in his arms, and fled to the outside.

"Murong, where are you fleeing to?"

Xiao Feng who was resting on the bookshelf had already forced most of the toxins out of his body through internal energy, seeing Murong Fu fleeing with his father, he immediately roared angrily, leaped forward, and chased out of the Scripture-Depository Pavilion.

"Amitabha, Xiao benefactor, when will we be able to repay the wronged and wronged? It's better to let go." The old monk chanted the Buddha's mantra empty-handed, shook his sleeves, and a wall of energy came out in response to the sound, and stopped in front of Xiao Feng.

Ling Muyun said: "Old monk, since you created karma, you must bear the karma. You are not a Buddha, and you can't save the world, so why bother with the cause and effect of the rivers and lakes?"

While speaking, Ling Muyun shook his hands and slashed out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. A mighty palm force roared out like a giant dragon, colliding with the wall of air swung by the old monk.As if a meteorite had hit the ground, there was a loud bang, and the entire Sutra Library was shaken violently. The strong wind aroused by the powerful force swept in all directions, like a hurricane passing through, the bookshelves in the pavilion were blown upside down, It wasn't one or two that were blown to, but countless scriptures and classics were blown away, flying all over the sky.

"Brother, thank you very much." Xiao Feng thanked Ling Muyun, then jumped out of the scripture storage pavilion, and chased after the Murong family and his son.

Before Ling Muyun wanted to keep Murong Fu, but was blocked by an old monk, Murong Fu was able to escape successfully. Unexpectedly, June's debt would be repaid quickly, and he followed him to stop Xiao Feng.It was blocked by Ling Muyun's shot, and no one took advantage of it.

"Amitabha, good, good." The old monk recited the Buddha's name, with a look of resentment on his face.Said: "Benefactor Ling, the injuries of old benefactor Xiao and old benefactor Murong belong to two poles, and it is time for Yin and Yang to harmonize and heal each other, but now you are doing this..."

Ling Muyun smiled lightly, and said: "It's okay, I have my own method to cure Uncle Xiao, so you don't have to worry about it, Master."

While speaking, Ling Muyun stepped back slightly.With one step, he covered a distance of several feet, landed lightly in front of Xiao Yuanshan, stretched out his hand to pick up Xiao Yuanshan's palm, converted it into ten thousand poisonous true energy, and sent it to his body, dispelling the poison of "sorrowful crisp breeze" in his body in an instant , and then said: "Uncle Xiao, this poison was inflicted by Murong Fu, he must have the antidote. My brother Xiao is outnumbered by himself, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

"Thank you, nephew." Xiao Yuanshan got rid of the poison, immediately stood up, bowed his hands to Ling Muyun, and then flew towards the outside of the pavilion, chasing after him to help his son.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and wanted to stop him again.Although Xiao Feng's martial arts are stronger than Murong's father and son.If Murong and his son join forces, self-protection should not be a problem.But if Xiao Yuanshan is added, it will be more ominous than ominous.

The old monk didn't blindly turn to Murong and his son, but simply didn't want to see the killing.And among the opposing sides of Xiao's father and son and Murong's father and son, Murong's father and son are on the weaker side, so it is inevitable that he will favor Murong's father and son in his actions.

However, just as the old monk was about to move, he saw Ling Muyun's figure flicker, and he had already stopped in front of him, saying: "Master, don't worry about other people's affairs. I see that Master's martial arts are profound and unpredictable. I have reached the realm of returning to the original and returning to the truth, I can't help but feel a little bit itch, I want to ask the master for some tricks, I don't know if it is possible?"

The old monk looked at Ling Muyun with a smile on his face, and knew that if he didn't defeat Ling Muyun, he wouldn't want to interfere with today's affairs, so he sighed softly and said: "Benefactor Ling has such a profound cultivation base at such a young age, it's really amazing." It is very admirable. Since the benefactor has such a heart, the old monk should accompany him. However, this is the place where the temple collects scriptures, and all of them are treasured scriptures and scrolls left by Bodhidharma and eminent monks in the past. How about going outside to compete? ?”

Ling Muyun said: "Just follow Master."

"Amitabha, thank you, Master Ling, for making it perfect." The old monk nodded, and immediately stepped out of the pavilion, his steps seemed to shrink into inches. I didn't see him making any gestures, but he took a normal step, as if he was in a hurry, Two steps out, the figure is already outside the attic.

Ling Muyun's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his body moved, as if he was walking in the air, without seeing the soles of his feet touch the ground, as if he just took a step in the air, and his body was already out of the Tibetan scripture pavilion. [

Although the four monks Xuan Sheng, Xuan Mie, Xuan Gou, and Xuan Jing couldn't move the poison of "Sorrowful Breeze" in their bodies, their sanity was not lost. Seeing the methods used by the famous old monk and Ling Muyun, they couldn't help but be amazed , At the same time, I can't help but feel ashamed.

They were regarded as Shaolin eminent monks and martial arts masters before, and they themselves felt that their martial arts were unambiguous, but compared with the famous old monk and Ling Muyun, they were like beginners in martial arts. It is not worth mentioning, not even worthy of carrying shoes for others.

An unspeakable annoyance rose in the hearts of the few monks. People like Ling Muyun and the famous old monk are peerless masters who have never been born in the world. About to fight, but unable to go out to watch because of the poison of "sorrowful breeze" in the body, this is like entering a treasure mountain and returning empty-handed, and the regret in it is really not for outsiders.

Ling Muyun fell lightly to the ground, and the old monk glanced at Ling Muyun and said, "Benefactor Ling, please come with me."

As he spoke, he saw the old monk suddenly turn around, strode out, and suddenly ran down the mountain, as if he had cast a magic spell while walking, and he didn't see how hard he was striding, just walking in a normal way, However, the actual figure moved extremely fast, within three or two steps, he was already twenty or thirty feet away.

A flash of light flashed in Ling Muyun's eyes, and he immediately moved forward, chasing after him lightly, his steps were as straight as if his feet did not touch the ground, as if he was walking against the wind, floating like a fairy.

The old monk and Ling Muyun were one in front of the other, as fast as the wind and lightning, and suddenly they were tens of feet away. From a distance, they could only see two shadows running between the temple buildings. Then it goes away and disappears, fast like a ghost, ethereal like a fairy.

After galloping for a while, Ling Muyun couldn't help being secretly surprised.The strange lightness kung fu of the famous old monk has never been seen in his life, it seems to be possessed by magic.Originally, the old monk was only one step ahead of him, and the distance between the two was only a few zhang. Originally, he thought that it only took two or three steps to catch up.But who would have thought that the old monk seemed to be walking normally, but he was actually running at an extraordinary speed. With just a few feet away, with his lightness kung fu, he would never be able to catch up, but he would not be left behind.

It should be known that ever since he merged all kinds of lightness kung fu such as Waiting for Nine Yins, Lingbo Weibu, Hexiang Nine Heavens, etc. into one furnace, Ling Muyun's lightness kung fu has reached an extremely sublime level, and he is confident enough to stand alone in the world of celestial dragons. Thinking that the lightness kung fu of the famous old monk is not inferior to him at all, and even slightly higher than him.

Of course, Ling Muyun is confident that if he can improve his cultivation further, step over the bottleneck and completely enter the realm of a congenitally perfect master, it will not be difficult for his lightness kung fu to surpass that of a famous old monk as the tide rises.

However, the threshold of the realm of the master is not so easy to step into. Even with the help of Tianshan Child Elder and Li Qiushui's skills, Ling Muyun has already stepped into the peak of the congenital mastery, and is only half a step away from the congenital consummation. Yao, but it is difficult to take this half step.

Even though Ling Muyun obtained almost all the martial arts secrets of the Xiaoyao Sect, devoted himself to practicing martial arts in the Vulture Palace for several months, and made considerable progress, he still failed to enter the realm of congenital perfection before this martial arts conference .

It's just that time waits for no one. The system task requires him to defeat an old monk during the martial arts conference held by the Shaolin sect. He can only challenge the old monk at this time. After this deadline, even if he beats the old monk If the monk is defeated, the task is also a failure.

Because of this, even though it is clear that the well-known old monk is likely to be a master, and he is still a step behind, the chances of winning are not great, but Ling Muyun still bite the bullet.

But now it seems that even the lightness kung fu he is best at can't take any advantage, which makes Ling Muyun's heart sink slightly. It seems that if he wants to win this battle, it may be more difficult than he imagined .

The old monk turned around in the middle and west of the barren mountain, and after a while, he led Ling Muyun to a flat place in the forest. Then he stopped and turned to look at Ling Muyun.

Seeing that Ling Muyun also lightly stopped his body, and his face did not change when he was angry, the old monk couldn't help admiring and said: "Benefactor Ling has reached such a high level of martial arts at such a young age. After ten years, I never imagined that there would be such an astonishing and beautiful person as Master Ling in the martial arts world..."

Ling Muyun's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Please forgive me for being presumptuous, but I don't know what school and sect the master originally came from?"

From the words of the old monk, it is not difficult to hear that this old monk should not be a member of the Shaolin sect, but only lived in seclusion in the Shaolin Temple in the past few decades. Ling Muyun couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart. Master, what sect do they come from?Why have you never heard of it in Jianghu before? (to be continued...)