Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Murong Longcheng snorted coldly: "Li Canghai, if you were stronger than me a year and a half ago, I might not be your opponent.

But now, if you want to stop me again, I will definitely make you pay a price."

Ever since his battle with Jiang Weichen, he felt that he did not have any powerful martial arts, so he often went into seclusion.

He comprehended the meaning of compassion, and the power of Shaolin martial arts increased greatly when he used it, but it was not enough.

So he merged the Golden Bell Cover and the Star Movement into [Golden Body Returning], with the Buddha's Dharma image covering himself, which could defend, rebound, and use the Buddha's light to enhance the power of his moves.

Buddha's light is the materialization of his artistic conception and true energy, which can greatly enhance the blessing of Buddhist martial arts.

He didn't use it before because the situation was complicated and he wanted to keep some cards in his hand despite his advantage.

Li Canghai chuckled, "You did surprise me a little, but I haven't wasted these past few decades in vain. The price you want me to pay may not be enough."

Murong Longcheng snorted coldly, put his hands together, and slightly extended his middle finger, like Bodhidharma meditating facing the wall. Then he suddenly pointed his middle finger out, and a golden light went straight to Li Canghai's vital point.

Li Canghai was not willing to be outdone, and slapped his palms repeatedly, "Free and unrestrained, the wind is as fast as lightning."

Palm prints flashed across like lightning, leaving behind afterimages and bursts of sonic booms.

The fierce palm wind instantly met Murong Longcheng's Vajra Finger Power. The finger power penetrated the first palm print, but dissipated at the second palm print.

The remaining two palms attacked Murong Longcheng's golden Buddha with lightning speed.

clang! !

The first palm was bounced back and immediately met with the second palm. When the two palms collided, the second palm print was actually shattered.

Li Canghai waved his sleeves to disperse the weak palm force that was attacking him, and thought to himself: Murong Longcheng's turtle shell is indeed difficult to break.

She hasn't fought in recent years, nor has she specialized in researching martial arts that can break defenses.

While she was thinking, Murong Longcheng had already continued his attack.

"Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara of Compassion and Salvation!"

The palm prints seemed like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin descending to the earth, and each palm contained the meaning of salvation, making people subconsciously unwilling to resist.

Li Canghai's artistic conception of wind swirled around his body, and he was suddenly no longer affected by Murong Longcheng's artistic conception.

Then his figure floated and moved with the wind, and he swung out palm techniques like flowing water, either cleverly dissolving Murong Longcheng's attacks or hitting his Buddha Gold body and being bounced back.

The two men's moves intertwined and collided with each other, making bursts of roars. The surrounding lake water either formed huge waves or was swept high into the sky by the wind and turned into water vapor.

The people watching on the boat in the distance exclaimed, are these two still human?

After a long time, Li Canghai looked at his slightly damp clothes and stopped immediately. He thought to himself that Murong Longcheng was as strong as himself. If his master did not take action, he really could not defeat him alone.

Murong Longcheng's face was slightly pale and his right arm was trembling slightly.

His right arm was attacked by Xiang Kui, and his meridians were pierced by the fine needle. Now he relied on his true qi to form a thin film for defense.

After fighting with Li Canghai for such a long time, the injury on his right arm has worsened. Before fighting Li Canghai, he had a fierce battle on Xishan Island, and his mind was a little tired.

Murong Longcheng wanted to stop fighting, but suddenly he noticed the high priest of Liao in the distance.

"High Priest, how long do you want to see this? Why don't you come out and help me capture this woman?"

Chapter 339 God’s will plays tricks on people

The Liao Dynasty's high priest originally came to see whether Murong Longcheng had killed Xiang Kui, but ended up seeing Murong Longcheng and Li Canghai fighting.

The Song Dynasty actually had a grandmaster, which made him feel a little unwilling. He secretly sighed that the Central Plains was indeed a land of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. It would be great if the Liao Dynasty could occupy it.

He was surprised by Murong Longcheng's strength, as he had obviously been holding back before.

Since both of them were stronger than him, he did not show up, but chose to watch from a distance.

Hearing Murong Longcheng's call at this time, he had no choice but to show up, and reached the distance of two or three hundred feet in an instant.

Li Canghai was not nervous when he saw the Liao high priest attacking him from the front and back, and his face remained calm.

"The High Priest of Liao, you are meddling in the affairs of another country without authorization. Do you, Liao, want to violate the original agreement?"

The high priest explained, "My coming to the Song Dynasty was approved by the Song Dynasty court. Besides, I have never attacked anyone below the rank of Grandmaster."

Li Canghai didn’t know about what happened on Xishan Island before, and she didn’t want to care about it too much. This time it was just an encounter.

The reason why the Xiaoyao Sect is called Xiaoyao is because it is not bound by worldly rules and naturally will not be tied to the chariot of the imperial court.

His master helped Zhao Kuangyin and later resisted Murong Longcheng twice. She has also resisted him twice now.

She would help if she could, but she didn't want to stay in Song Dynasty all day and act as its nanny.

"Murong Longcheng, your strength cannot make me pay the price, and I cannot break your turtle shell. Let's say goodbye now.

Murong Longcheng, High Priest of the Liao Kingdom, this agreement was made by the previous generation. My master is still alive. If you want to break the agreement, you must be prepared to bear the consequences."

Murong Longcheng was shocked. Xiaoyaozi wasn't dead yet? Even if he wasn't dead, he was probably hiding somewhere and wouldn't come out easily. Murong Longcheng snorted coldly, "It's true that the agreement was made by the previous generation, but my Murong family has lived in the Central Plains since before the founding of the Song Dynasty, so it doesn't count as a violation of the agreement."

His Murong family has always been in the territory of the Song Dynasty, and they are not considered people from another country. What he did was only a rebellion within the territory of the Song Dynasty and had nothing to do with the agreement.

Li Canghai ignored it. The agreement was that the Grand Master should not interfere in the affairs of other countries, including war.

But agreements are dead, but people are alive. Murong Longcheng can be considered a person of the Song Dynasty because he has always lived in the territory of the Song Dynasty.

But it may not be counted, because he always regarded himself as a descendant of the royal family of Dayan and was thinking about rebellion. His causing trouble in the territory of Song Dynasty was a violation of the agreement.

However, due to his special identity, it became a loophole. The great masters of other countries were happy to see him causing trouble within the Song Dynasty.

Li Canghai didn't want to care. If she could take down Murong Longcheng, she wouldn't mind taking action, but after fighting for so long, she couldn't do anything about Murong Longcheng's turtle shell.

Unless her master comes out of seclusion, but how could her master possibly come out of seclusion? His realm has fallen, and it would be difficult for him to go back.

Li Canghai moved and disappeared in an instant. The high priest immediately shouted, "Do you want to chase me?"

Murong Longcheng shook his head. Li Canghai had comprehended the artistic conception of wind. This artistic conception allowed him to fly with the wind, which greatly enhanced his lightness skills. If Li Canghai wanted to leave, they would not be able to catch up.

At this moment, he was shocked by Li Canghai's words "My master is not dead yet."

Xiaoyaozi is a few years older than Duan Siping. He always thought that Xiaoyaozi was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.

Duan Siping was 194 years old and should have died long ago, but after he abdicated, he became a monk in Tianlong Temple and realized the second artistic conception: the artistic conception of withering and flourishing.

This state of mind is very strange. It can instantly restore the body to its peak, or it can cause it to fall into a dead state and slow down consumption.

Since Murong Longcheng didn't chase her, the high priest naturally wouldn't chase her either. However, he was a little puzzled and asked, "Who is her master?"

Murong Longcheng collected his thoughts and said, "Xiaoyaozi."

The high priest was puzzled, then remembered something and asked, "Is it the person who secretly supported Zhao Kuangyin back then?"

Murong Longcheng nodded, and the high priest asked in surprise, "He's not dead yet? How is that possible? He must be over two hundred years old, right?"

Murong Longcheng nodded, but still said: "Even if he is not dead, he is still alive."

The high priest sighed helplessly. He thought that by killing Chu Tiange and destroying Qingyun, the crisis of the Liao Dynasty would be resolved.

But I didn't expect that there was a hidden grandmaster in the Song Dynasty. Looking at Murong Longcheng, this guy wanted to rebel in the heart of the Song Dynasty. I'm afraid he has a problem with his brain.

"Brother Murong, I am going back to the Liao Dynasty. I wish you all the best." The high priest said and left.

Murong Longcheng did not stop him. He sighed and left with a heavy heart.

After returning to Xishan Island, Murong Longcheng learned that Murong Bo was dead?

Murong Longcheng looked at Murong Bo, who was stabbed countless times in the abdomen, and for a moment he felt completely hopeless.

It’s not that he cares about Murong Bo that much, but he has lived for so long and witnessed the death of his son and grandson with his own eyes, and he has become numb to these things.

Moreover, Murong Bo is several generations away from his family, and family affection has long since faded from his mind.

But Murong Bo died, and Murong Fu focused on absorbing other people's skills, and his character was not strong enough, so his hope of breaking through to the grandmaster level was slim.

Even if he succeeds in restoring his country, no one can defend this world!

Murong Longcheng looked up at the sky, his eyes red. It was fate that made him feel as if God had been playing tricks on him all his life.

God gave him extraordinary talent and let him be born into the Murong family, which was determined to restore the country, and the world was in troubled times.

After breaking through to the Grandmaster level, he was full of ambition and wanted to recover the Great Yan, but Zhao Kuangyin suddenly appeared and directly inherited other people's legacy, and the Taoist sect also chose him.

After Zhao Kuangyin died, the opportunity came, but the Taoist sect repeatedly stopped him.

Disheartened, he hid in Shaolin, intending to end the rest of his life there, but God sent Jiang Weichen, a man who was not even a grandmaster, who actually triggered his suppressed obsession.

He went down the mountain in high spirits, but was stopped by others again. Now even the descendant who had the hope of a breakthrough was dead.

Murong Longcheng thought his life was a joke. God gave him opportunities time and time again, but someone always stopped him, making him unable to achieve what he wanted.

The past scenes emerged in his mind like a joke. Since Murong Longcheng came down the mountain, he could no longer maintain his peaceful state of mind even when his obsession broke out, and his state of mind was completely shattered.

“Ah…” He howled towards the sky, pointed at the sky and said sternly: “Damn God, I, Murong Longcheng, will not surrender. I want to fight you.

If you don't let me, Murong Longcheng, restore my country, then I will do it anyway. Even if I can become emperor for just one day, I'll still be victorious over you."

Murong Longcheng's red eyes instantly turned to the martial artists waiting for the boat on the shore. Some of these people had not yet been detoxified, some had not recovered their skills, and even if some had recovered, they could not walk on the water and leave.

Murong Longcheng flashed and came directly to the high platform, then gathered all his strength and recited Buddhist scriptures loudly.

The Buddhist mantra rang out, and the sound echoed throughout the entire island. Many warriors looked towards Murong Longcheng.

Murong Longcheng was seen emitting bursts of Buddha's light, and the Buddha's golden body suddenly expanded to four feet thick, as if the Buddha had descended, but there seemed to be a red light emerging in the golden light.

Chapter 340 Bewitched

Some warriors who were practicing nearby could not resist the influence of the Buddhist sound and their eyes became confused.

Then he slowly put down the weapon in his hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, and chanted Buddhist scriptures with Murong Longcheng.

It was very strange. They didn't know how to chant the scriptures, but now they seemed to be able to do it without any teacher.

As many warriors chanted together, the sound became louder and louder, and more and more warriors began to join in.

More and more warriors were affected by the artistic conception, and this influence deepened as they recited Buddhist scriptures.

The image of Murong Longcheng slowly appeared in their minds, and these people began to believe in him devoutly, as if they were worshiping and following him devoutly as if he were the true Buddha in the world.

Wisps of inexplicable aura emanated from the heads of these people and then rushed towards Murong Longcheng. Murong Longcheng inadvertently absorbed these mixed auras, and the aura around him began to slowly rise.

Murong Longcheng noticed this change and was slightly surprised. He then murmured, "So the power of faith and willpower recorded in the Buddhist scriptures really do exist."

However, these wishes are extremely complicated and will gradually affect his mind, just like the murderous intent generated by Jiang Weichen's previous killings.