From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 302 Dead but Not Completely Dead (ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month)

"Shaolin Temple!?"

"No matter how I think about it, I can't figure out what relationship I have with this sect."

Now, the cultivation base of the main body has been promoted to the realm of true gods, and her memory is blank. If she had ever had disputes with people from Shaolin Temple, she must remember now.

"The attitude of Shaolin Temple is very respectful..."

Jiang Cheng was still wearing a plain Tsing Yi, but his aura became stronger.

Especially his physical body, like a burning furnace, emits terrible heat radiation all the time, faintly, the temperature of the surrounding space has risen a lot.

Take the blood pill given by Jiang Zirou that day.

In addition, Jiang Cheng's own talent is extremely good, and now he has finally begun to transform towards the realm of the False God.

Divinity is gradually brewing in the physical body, but now this change has just begun, and it cannot be precisely controlled. At this moment, part of the power escapes, causing the surrounding environment to change slightly, which is very eye-catching.

compare to.

Jiang Zirou, who had also just broken through and stepped into the realm of the true god, seemed much more at ease.

She was obviously only wearing plain white trousers, her hair hanging down her back was as black as lead powder, her facial features were delicate, and her eyes were clear, like a girl walking out of the neighbor's house under the sun.

Jiang Cheng knew that this was not his master deliberately hiding his cultivation.

It's because she herself has practiced to a state close to the Tao, and her cultivation base is dormant like a vast ocean, which makes her appear ethereal and thorough.

"How long have people from Shaolin Temple stayed here..."

After the retreat was over, Jiang Zirou walked out, intending to eat something, and at the same time casually asked Jiang Cheng who was following behind him.

"it's been a while…"

Jiang Cheng said seriously, "Master, when you just started your retreat, the old monk had already come and knelt in front of the Zhengyang Gate of the Imperial Palace."

Zhengyangmen is the gate of the imperial palace.

The comings and goings in the palace and all kinds of miscellaneous affairs all come in and out through the Zhengyang Gate.

Now there is an old monk entrenched here.

Moreover, regardless of his status or strength, this old monk is first-class and powerful in the overseas martial arts world, and he is the strongest group of people second only to the king of gods.

But now, it seems like he is on a pilgrimage, kneeling in front of the gate of the Great Xia Palace.

But it terrified many people.

For many days, the ministers in the palace came in and out through the side door, and they dared not pass by the old monk.

The aura of a strong man in the realm of true gods is as unpredictable as the universe. Most of these ministers are ordinary people, so naturally they dare not make jokes about their own safety.

Jiang Zirou was also speechless, but at the same time, she was curious. It was obvious that this amazing old monk had no hostility.

Otherwise, apart from her, no one in the entire Great Xia Palace could stop him.

"Forget it, if that's the case, let's go and see what's going on before making any plans..."

Temporarily give up the plan to eat.

Jiang Zirou and Jiang Cheng walked side by side, and soon came to Zhengyang Gate.

……

at dusk.

On the wide and clean street in front of the vermilion gate.

A little monk with a thin body and a wrinkled face in a red cassock was kneeling devoutly on the ground, motionless. .

tread!
The sound of footsteps that were not deliberately hidden came.

The old monk raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound...

"The King of Dry Mysteries..."

Jiang Zirou's voice came out. Although it was the first time they met, he still recognized the identity of the monk in front of him.

"Why are you looking for me? I don't remember having anything to do with your Shaolin Temple."

"My lord...is it really you!?"

King Kuxuanmi trembled. He was very old, but he was also extremely powerful. The aura on his body was boundless and unfathomable. He was the strongest among the true gods.

but now…

After this ancient true god saw Jiang Zirou, he couldn't help but tremble and burst into tears.

The aura on the body fluctuated violently, the clouds rolled, and accompanied by thunderclaps, golden Buddha light shuttled through it from time to time, the wind howled, and many tall buildings shook in the storm.

This is not a vision caused by deliberate stimulation of vitality.

but too excited...

The terrifying vitality in his body surged, causing changes in the sky.

The old monk was very excited, talking tremblingly,
"It's been 3000 years. Unexpectedly, you finally took this step and obtained eternal life from endless reincarnation. We, master and apprentice, can meet again."

"what's the situation."

Jiang Zirou was confused and couldn't help frowning.

If it weren't for the huge power represented by the old monk himself, she would have slapped him long ago.

this old guy...

Crying and making noise here really affects the appearance of the city too much.

"Speak slowly."

Jiang Zirou reached out and wiped lightly in mid-air.

Then, the raging dark clouds, the surging storm, and the Buddha's light that appeared and disappeared at that time all disappeared.

Under the calm weather, only a little gold-like sunlight falls on the streets and corners of the city.

Peaceful.

Her relaxed and freehand posture is surprising. You must know that under the same conditions, this method is more difficult than simple destruction. It can be seen that Jiang Zirou's strength is more refined now.

"what is the problem."

She frowned and continued speaking.

At the same time, he released his own energy, covering the old monk's body, blocking the left and right sides, and gradually stabilized the old monk's emotions.

The sobbing sound slowly disappeared.

The old monk raised his head. Although he was old, his eyes were deeply sunken in their sockets, but strangely, those eyes were not cloudy and yellow like ordinary old people.

Instead, it was as clear and transparent as a child, shining with a faint golden light.

"Is it really you..."

He carefully looked at the girl in front of him, comparing it with the figure in his memory, his expression gradually became a little hesitant.

"grown ups."

Finally, he plucked up his courage, knelt on the ground, and asked reverently, "May I take the liberty to ask you, where did the Tathagata palm on your body come from?"

It was because of this...

Jiang Zirou thought for a while, but still planned to answer.

Otherwise, if the old monk has been kneeling here and howling so loudly, the people in the whole city will not be able to find peace.

However, it can be said.

But the things about the system must not be exposed, Jiang Zirou said after a little thought.

"When I was young, I traveled abroad, and I learned something in a sacred place of Buddhism. I learned it without a teacher, and I learned the thirteen postures of the Tathagata palm."

This sentence is not bad.

Jiang Zirou's Tathagata Palm was indeed obtained from under the Demon Suppressing Tower in the Hanging Temple

just.

As soon as these words came out, the old monk's hesitant expression instantly became firm.

He kowtowed vigorously, and said reverently and loudly, "Amitabha, Buddha bless you. This is really great, you are the person we have been looking for..."

What! ?

It seems that he saw the puzzlement on the face of the girl in white in front of him.

The old monk raised his head and glanced at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was very sensible, bowed his head and said goodbye to Jiang Zirou, then turned around and walked towards the palace.

"Okay, now you can talk about what you want from me."

Although it was in front of Zhengyang Gate, because the old monk had been kneeling here before, the originally bustling street was deserted and there was no traffic at all.

even so.

The old monk was still very cautious. With a wave of his hand, pieces of Sanskrit text shrouded the surroundings with a golden rain, forming a formation to isolate the voice of the conversation.

In this way, he relaxed, put his hands together, said "Amitabha", and looked at Jiang Zirou with burning eyes.

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Zirou's expression changed slightly.

"My lord, do you know that the Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation passed away 3000 years ago?"

Reincarnation Buddha King.

He is a strong man in the realm of God King in Shaolin Temple.

Mastering the law of reincarnation of the six paths, he is the oldest god king in the overseas martial arts world. For a long time, this Buddha king was also considered to be the strongest in the overseas martial arts world.

but now…

This Buddha King has actually fallen, and the news came from one of the six secret kings of Shaolin Temple, which is even more shocking.

The six secret kings are all top powerhouses of the true gods.

The words spoken from their mouths are very reliable.

Moreover, for no reason, such a strong person would not come here and perform such a great gift just to deceive himself.

Especially in today's situation.

The fall of this pillar-like strong man will inevitably cause endless waves, and the entire overseas martial arts world will boil.

Everyone will be in panic.

However, although this incident was shocking and unimaginable, there was still one thing she didn't understand.

Tilting her head, Jiang Zirou couldn't help asking,

"But... the demise of the Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is shocking, but this matter has nothing to do with me. Moreover, for the rest of this month, if you performed this great gift, it would be unavoidable. Shaolin Temple has lost its prestige. For you and me Either way, it’s not a good thing.”

"My lord, that's not the case."

The old monk looked up at Jiang Zirou, and said earnestly: "Your Excellency fell at the beginning, but not completely... He practiced the law of reincarnation of the six realms, and his soul fell into reincarnation, but he could maintain a trace of clarity."

"If this piece of heaven and earth falls into catastrophe, it will naturally return from the endless cycle of reincarnation, and even become stronger."

"Oh…"

Dead but not completely dead... Jiang Zirou nodded, finally understanding why the old monk came to him.

She smiled and said, "So, you think I am the reincarnation of the Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, but why... because of the Tathagata palm?"

"That's right!"

The old monk had a serious face and said seriously,
"It is the palm of the Tathagata. The palm of the Tathagata is handed down by the Buddha. Even we cannot grasp the true meaning of it. Only the reincarnation of the reincarnation Buddha king can learn..."

"Ha, that's impossible."

Jiang Zirou shook his head, then said, "As far as I know, there are..."

Wait!
She focused her eyes, thinking of her old friend, Master Fozi, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

When she first stepped into the realm of a saint, she once sat and discussed with Master Fozi, and both of them gained a lot.

It's just time.

Before they knew it, the two hadn't seen each other for many years.

Now I heard the words of the old monk by chance. If what the old monk said is true, this master Buddha is probably the reincarnation of the reincarnation Buddha king he said.

"Um…"

Jiang Zirou thought for a while, his eyes serious.

Did not tell the news about Master Fozi.

After all, the current Buddha has not yet grown to such a height. Once exposed, it will not be a chance for him, but a disaster.

"The Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I heard that he was once the prince of a certain overseas country..."

Various legends and stories about the god king are widely circulated in the martial arts world, and they are not considered secrets.

"The way of reincarnation is myriad of mysteries."

"The six realms of reincarnation include the heavenly realm, the human realm, the asura realm, the animal realm, the hungry ghost realm, and the hell realm. It is common to be a human being in this life, a plant, a pig or a dog in the next life, not to mention gender."

The old monk has practiced profoundly, and for thousands of years, he has long been tempered like a human being.

At this moment, he heard Jiang Zirou's implication, and explained seriously.

"All right…"

Regarding the theory of reincarnation, the old monk only has theoretical knowledge.

But her eldest princess has really experienced it, and the mystery here is indeed as he said.

However, Jiang Zirou still shook his head, with a serious expression, seriously refusing and denying,
"If you have practiced to my level, if there is reincarnation and past lives, I will definitely feel it.

Moreover, I don't seek rebirth, I don't care about the past, as long as I can reach the peak in this life and protect one side's peace in the chaotic world, that's enough. "

Done.

A round of corona was lit behind Jiang Zirou, and at the same time, countless runes rose like a waterfall against the current.

It is densely packed, covering the body of the old monk.

This is the teleportation circle, she is going to forcibly see off the guests, send the old monk away, and kick him out of the wild world.

The old monk was at a loss, very lost. After thousands of years of searching, thirty days and nights of wind and rain, he was full of joy and expectation, but in the end, what he was waiting for was such a ruthless and cold reality.

for a while.

Even if this old monk has a profound cultivation base and exquisite Buddhist teachings, he can't help but stay where he is.

then…

The powerful and surging vitality in the runes shocked the old monk, he never thought that the gap between himself and the girl in front of him, who are both in the realm of true gods, would be so huge.

Obviously it is a rune used for teleportation.

However, it included confinement, blockade and suppression, and he couldn't mobilize the surging vitality all over his body.

The Buddha Kingdom couldn't be unfolded either, it was really like an old man whose hands and feet were bound, almost unable to move, and was firmly bound in place.

As long as the surrounding teleportation circle is fully charged, once activated, the old monk will instantly disappear from the wild world.

"Wait a moment!"

The old monk spoke loudly and at the same time struggled to break free.

The bluish-black meridians on the skinny and black arms twisted and swelled, and the wide cassock rolled, accompanied by bursts of vast Sanskrit sounds resounding from the old monk's body.

Click!

Click!

The bones of the old monk were trembling, making a creaking sound of being overwhelmed.But he still raised his head with difficulty, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Humph!"

Jiang Zirou stretched out his palm and pressed hard with his backhand.

Bang!
The torrential force fell on King Kuxuanmi's head like Mount Tai, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

"puff!"

With a mouthful of black blood spurting out, he said hoarsely, "My lord, the overseas martial arts world is in danger of being destroyed! Only you can..."

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Chapter 1, there is another chapter tonight.But it might be a little bit late.

(End of this chapter)