Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1918: The Great Master’s Battle
"Oh?" Huang Chang was a little surprised. The other party's tone seemed to compare that person with himself. He seemed to be a master at the same level as a master. But looking at the world, there are only a handful of people at his level, and there are still half of them. Has become a smear of loess, "I don't know who that person is?"
"That person will enter the palace today, and the time is almost up," Zhao Gou replied.
Huang Chang looked out the door and said in a deep voice, "It's already here."
"Amitabha Buddha, Huang Jushi is really capable of profound knowledge, and the poor monk has deliberately suppressed his breath, but he was still noticed by the donor." A burst of laughter came, and soon a man dressed as a monk walked in from outside the door.
The reason that he is dressed up as a monk and not that he is a monk is mainly because this person looks a little weird, he is obviously a big bald head, and the scars are faintly visible on his head, but he is unshaven and normal. The monk’s emphasis on manners has formed a great contrast. More importantly, he has a huge wine gourd slung around his waist. How can there be any reason for a monk to drink in the world?
Huang Chang thought of a person from his breath, and said in a cold voice: "Back then, you said that the old man's "Nine Yin Zhen Jing" was too feminine, and then created another "Nine Sun Magic Art." Coming?"
The monk was stunned, but he was also calm: "Ju Shi Huang really has good eyesight, and he immediately saw the origin of the poor monk. Yes, he fought with Wang Chongyang and won him half of the money. Borrowed from "Jiuyin" After reading the "Tranquility", there is indeed such a sigh."
It turns out that he was the one who won the "Nine Yin Scriptures" from Wang Chongyang. After reading it, he couldn't stop the inspiration, and then founded the "Nine Suns Scriptures".
If Song Qingshu is here, I must sigh, this is the real master, the Central Plains Wujue is so big in the arena, but apart from Wang Chongyang, everyone else has studied the "Nine Yin Scriptures" for decades. , And often made great advances in martial arts. As a result, Wang Chongyang integrated the entire "Nine Yin Scriptures" within a few days, and the drunk monk was even more exaggerated. After reading for a long time, he went back and created the same level of "Nine Suns Magic". .
"Since I look down on the old man's "Nine Yin Scriptures", I have to see how much you feel." As soon as Huang Chang's voice fell, the whole person had appeared in front of the monk, a pair of dark hands like ink. , As if coming from under the Nine Nethers, exuding an evil luster, grabbed the monk's whole body.
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Guo felt the air in the room become extremely viscous, and he frowned. He knew that this was Huang Shang's domain, which had changed the rules of the surrounding environment to a certain extent. He didn't expect him to be so merciless as soon as he shot. .
These two people are his biggest support. If you lose both sides later, wouldn't all of his next plans be ruined?
With the intention to stop, Zhao Gou finally closed his mouth. After all, it is very difficult for characters of this level to fight against each other. The next plan is extremely dangerous. Let them fight against each other to understand their martial arts characteristics, and then better cooperate. .
"Amitabha Buddha!" The brewing monk folded his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name. The sloppy appearance of the game world instantly became majestic and majestic. Within three feet of his body, bursts of golden light were emitted, dispelling the incomparable richness brought by Huang Chang. Black air.
"Om, M, Ne, Ba, Mi, Hum!" The monk's hands kept forming a variety of complex Buddha seals, welcoming the other party's ghostly nine-yin bone claws.
Huang Chang's face changed slightly. Although his nine-yin-white bone claws were extremely lethal, they carried a few strange evil spirits from the beginning of creation. When they encountered the Buddhist seal, they even faintly meant to be restrained. .
"Hmph! The Buddhist school has seals, but our Taoists don't have it?" Huang Chang reacted quickly, and Jiuyin's white bone claws instantly changed into mysterious handprints, and the ghostly spirit suddenly became a little out of dust. "Prompt, pawn, fight, zhe, all, formation, rank, forward, line!"
The nine-character mantra mudra is a popular secretary's mudra by Taoists and military strategists. It comes from the Eastern Jin Dynasty Ge Hong's "Baopuzi Neipian Dengshe". How would Huang Chang know that he had cultivated Taoism in the past, and he has already created a powerful technique with this .
As for the nine-character mantra of "Lin, Bing, Fighting, Zhe, Ji, Array, Array, Presence, Front" in Japanese Ninjutsu, the last two words were copied incorrectly when they were introduced to Japan from China. .
Jiujiu Monk and Huang Chang, one is a great master of Buddhism and the other is a great master of Taoism. They immediately fought dozens of moves with their handprints. They are different from those masters in the arena where they fought against each other. The two of them clearly each time. The collisions are powerful, but even a porcelain cup in the room has not been broken. This is the difference between a grand master and a general master. They can perfectly control every bit of strength and don't waste a trace of qi on things other than the target.
"You two, please stop." Zhao Gou felt that the time was almost up, and stood up to stop.
, let them fight again, maybe it will cause some damage.
"The Nine Suns True Scriptures are indeed well-deserved." In the blink of an eye, Huang Chang had already returned to Zhao Gou. A faint hotness came from his arms, apparently because the opponent's Nine Yang Qi had invaded the veins and brows. Slightly wrinkled, the Jiu Yin Zhen Qi in the body turned first, and then the heat on both arms was expelled.
"The monk was too eloquent back then, it seems that he did not comprehend the essence of the Jiuyin Scriptures." The drunk monk restored his sloppy appearance, took a sip of wine from the large flagon, and energized his internal energy by the way. Slightly frozen meridians on the arm.
Zhao Gou was overjoyed and said: "Haha, I have two of you to help each other, so why don't you worry about it in the future!"
The wine fighting monk smiled slightly: "In the past, the Zhao Song royal family was kind to the poor monk's ancestors. The poor monk came here to repay the cause and effect, and then he will travel around the world." His implication was also very clear. It will only help this time, and since then the two will not owe each other, so Zhao Gou should not have the thought of using him as a thug in the future.
Zhao Gou smiled and said: "This is natural, how can I pay attention to the monk after the matter is done?" Just as I was about to find someone to prepare a banquet for the two of them, the fighting monk said to Huang Chang: "Just a battle, Suddenly there are many feelings in the poor monk's heart. Brother Huang is willing to talk about it at night?"
Huang Chang smiled rarely: "I can't ask for it."
Then the two directly ignored Zhao Go~IndoMTL.com~ and walked out together, from time to time there are voice clips coming:
"The lonely yin does not produce, and the lonely yang does not grow. The little monk thinks that the harmony of yin and yang is the right principle."
"Otherwise, I look at the vastness of the universe. The whole universe is definitely dying and declining, not in equilibrium."
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Looking at the two leaving figures, Zhao Gou didn't feel angry at all, but looked at the direction of Jia Mansion in the south of the city, killing the secret cloth in his eyes.
Furthermore, in Chengdu city, Shen Bijun went to bed extremely embarrassedly. Song Qingshu naturally turned over and hugged her charming body in her arms, causing her to tremble.
Fortunately, the other party did not move further. Shen Bijun breathed a sigh of relief. His heart was pounding, he thought about it in the middle of the night, and finally fell asleep in a daze.
Song Qingshu couldn't sleep. Although he didn't have any information on this aspect, he had a strong feeling that this ceremony of succession to the head of Wudang will definitely not go smoothly.