Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 82 Eight Barrens and Six Harmonies, I am the only one

"Old witch, take your life!"

Zhuo Bufan's body and sword merged into one, and he drew a bright streak, flying towards Tianshan Child Elder.

This sword is as fast as lightning!

Only because of Zhuo Bufan's school, the word Huijianmen, was exterminated by Tianshan Child Elder 20 years ago.

He never thought of revenge.

Therefore, as soon as they met, Zhuo Bufan attacked and killed him!

Tianshan Child Elder's figure flickered, she stood in front of the sword, and flicked her wide sleeve.

The sleeve flicked, and the long sword turned into a twisted shape, twisted into a ball, and the cold light disappeared.

Zhuo Bufan turned pale with shock, immediately let go, and the long sword fell.

But I saw Tianshan Tianshan Child Elder slapping it.

The petite, white and tender palm continued to enlarge.

"puff!"

Unable to dodge in time, Zhuo Bufan was crushed by a palm, his body was torn apart and turned into a rain of blood.

Killing Zhuo Bufan in one move, Tianshan Child Elder snorted coldly: "The remnants of the Yizi Huijian Sect! I let you live for 20 more years, what a waste of rice!"

"hiss!"

"This old witch is so strong!"

The martial arts heroes were once again shocked by her strength.

Some people roughly estimated that Tianshan Child Elder has at least the power to do hundreds of mistakes!

"Amitabha!"

The monks from Shaolin Temple stepped forward to save the sword god Zhuo Bufan on the spot.

Abbot Xuanci stood up and advised: "Donor, why are you so cruel and ruthless in this holy land of Buddhism?"

He stood up bravely.

Buddhist holy places do not allow women to enter.

This will damage the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

Tianshan Child Elder frowned, and shouted: "Little monk, shut up and go away!"

Abbot Xuanci was stunned for a moment, clasped his hands together and said: "My old monk Xuanci, I have lived for more than sixty years, how can the benefactor say that this old monk is a young monk?"

Tianshan Child Elder suddenly laughed and kept shaking her head: "Lingxuan Huixu, Zhang Lingmen monk in front of Shaolin Temple, I have to bow my head politely to listen to the training when I see grandma, you are a junior of Xuanzi, not a junior What is a monk?"

Lingmen master?

That was Abbot Xuanci's master, a famous eminent monk who had attained enlightenment. If he had not died, he would have been nearly a hundred years old!

To see the Tianshan Child Elder in such a humble state?

"How long has Child Elder Tianshan lived?"

"If she hadn't lied, she might be a hundred years old!"

"Tianshan Child Elder, I, Shaolin, is also Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains Wulin, the leader of the Wulin. You humiliate my Shaolin ancestors like this, you are really rude!"

Master Xuansheng said angrily.

Master Lingmen is his mentor and the person he admires the most.

Child Elder of Tianshan gave him a squinting look, and sneered: "If you are the best in martial arts, you are also worthy of Shaolin?"

Master Xuan Sheng was furious, as if he was insulted.

He formed a seal on his chest with both hands, flew up, and smashed his right hand down from top to bottom, like a seal.

Tianshan Child Elder swayed, and the red shadow disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in the air, as if he was hovering in the void, and kicked out.

"Bang!" Ru kicked a football hard, making a muffled sound.

Master Xuansheng fell down diagonally, like a thrown stone, hitting the boat hard, and the people on the left and right were unable to respond in time.

After finishing off Xuansheng with one move, Tianshan Child Elder curled her lips and said in an old-fashioned way: "Hmph, you Shaolin bastards, apart from Monk Bodhidharma, who have any talents? How dare you speak so boldly?"

"Amitabha!"

Shaolin monks put their hands together, closed their eyes, and recited the scriptures silently.

As if trying to suppress anger.

The Tianshan Child Elder said impatiently: "A bunch of squeaking bald donkeys, they don't have any skills at all, they can only talk nonsense!"

For a famous sect to be so humiliated in public, even a clay figurine would have some air.

"Shaolin has a century-old reputation and cannot be insulted!"

"Arrangement!"

Abbot Xuanci stopped drinking.

Eighteen Shaolin monks holding copper sticks emerged from the temple.

They were all dressed in yellow monk robes. They were in their forties, with stubby brows and eyes like leopard rings, shooting out streaks of light.

Each of the eighteen monks holds a cooked copper stick, about the height of a man, with a faint yellow light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." The copper rods fell heavily on the ground.

Stones shoot sparks, adding three-point momentum.

Tianshan Child Elder was stunned, looked them up and down, frowned and said, "So it's the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin!"

"Eighteen Arhats formation?"

Everyone was shocked, feeling that the Shaolin monks were really angry.

"Father, what's the power of this array?" Lin Yijian was very curious.

Daxia Lin stroked his beard and said, "The Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin is known as the number one formation in the world."

"This formation is extremely rare. It is only used when Shaolin is in danger. It is better than the Beggar Gang's dog-fighting formation."

"The Eighteen Arhats surrounded the enemy. After the formation is completed, this formation contains an extremely powerful force."

"Any master in the world, standing in this formation, will lose for a while psychologically."

"Once the formation is activated, the attack of the Eighteen Arhats will be continuous and never-ending."

"Under the reckless attack of the wheels, even if the enemy is not killed, after a long time, he will die of exhaustion."

Amidst the discussion among the heroes, Jiumozhi's expression turned ugly.

The last time he came to Shaolin, he was trapped in this formation and tossed for a long time.

These eighteen Shaolin Arhats are only second-rate masters in terms of martial arts.

However, adding up to eighteen, the power is a hundred times greater!
Seeing that the formation of eighteen arhats has been formed, Tianshan Child Elder sneered, then disappeared in place in a flash.

She appeared in front of an Arhat and slapped her palm from the air.

"Huh!" With a sound, the palm wind was harsh, and fine dust was rolled up on the ground.

Once the Eighteen Arhat Formation is activated, it flows like clouds and flowing water, and when it stops, it is as heavy as a mountain. It is extremely difficult for the enemy to break through.

If you want to break the formation, you can only disrupt their formation and break through.

"Well!"

The roars were deafening, and then yellow shadows filled the sky, and the shadows of sticks were scattered. The Eighteen Arhats used sticks to cover the head of the Tianshan Child Mother, with great momentum.

The Tianshan Child Elder had a sneer on her face, her expression was calm, and she raised her palms and flicked them lightly.

She is elegant and graceful, without a trace of anger, as if she is picking a flower.

"clang!"

As soon as the crisp sound was heard, it lingered continuously, and the copper rods shot up into the sky, spinning and rolling into the sky.

The three arhats retreated three steps, their faces flushed red, and the eyes of the leopard's eyes flashed from time to time, turning on and off indefinitely.

Eighteen arhats, each arhat has a clear division of labor, both offensive and defensive.

The inner circle is the master of killing and the outer circle is the master of suppression.

After one person was repulsed, the other immediately made up to ensure that the opponent could not get out of the battle.Glancing at the position of the Eighteen Arhats, Tianshan Child Elder tapped her toes and flew up lightly, like a crane soaring into the sky, soaring upwards.

She caught up with the whirling copper stick and patted it down with a light palm.

"Dang!" A crisp sound spread in all directions.

The copper rod swept across, as fast as lightning, and knocked the two arhats into the air, spitting blood from their mouths.

Abbot Xuanci saw the two arhats were seriously injured, his face sank, he lowered his head and called out the Buddha's name, his flushed face slowly returned to normal, and his expression was solemn.

Tianshan Child Elder landed, snorted proudly, squinted at the group of arhats, and shouted: "If you don't want to die, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for killing!"

"Amitabha!"

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell..."

All the arhats murmured in low voices, their expressions became firm, and the leopard's eyes shone brightly.

The Tianshan boy was startled, and then got angry: "A bunch of people looking for death!"

"Amitabha..." Abbot Xuanci loudly announced the Buddha's name, raised his eyebrows and looked solemn.

"Six juniors of Shaolin Xuanzi generation, please give me your advice!"

The six great monks of Shaolin stood up unanimously.

The Eighteen Arhats are no longer the match of Tianshan Child Elder, Abbot Xuanci has finally played the old trick and attacked them together!
"A group of bald donkeys who are overwhelmed!"

Child Elder Tianshan squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes came out from the slits, like two sharp knives, she looked up and down these monks of Xuanzi generation.

Another sweep of the heroes who eat melons and watch dramas.

Anyone who caught her gaze changed their expressions.

I felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar, and the cold air was coming in all-pervasively, almost freezing my blood.

Without too much nonsense, the six great monks jumped up and started directly.

Facing the old demon Child Elder of Tianshan Mountain, their preaching was in vain, wasting their fighting chance in vain and falling into the situation of being beaten.

Master Xuannan's five fingers on his right hand are half-bent and half-opened, like a fist or a claw, grabbing like a shooting star, with the whistling sound of the wind.

It is the Shaolin dragon claw hand that is used.

The Tianshan child's elder glanced at her and revealed a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

His right palm stretched out from the sleeve, the parallel palm was like a knife, with a light slash, it fell lightly, silently, without any anger.

Tianshan Child Elder's technique looks slow, but is incredibly fast.

Master Xuannan groaned, his body swayed, his right hand immediately dropped, and his body jumped upside down in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing this, Master Xuanji's five fingers swelled up, turned into eagle claws, the nails glowed with cold light, and grabbed Tianshan Child Elder head on.

Trying to use Shaolin Eagle Claw skills to surround Wei and rescue Zhao to rescue Xuannan.

Tianshan Child Elder's palm is like white jade, and the blade in her palm is shining white, delicate and moving, she reaches out to grab Xuanji's eagle claws, as if to caress.

Xuanji's wrist suddenly hurt unbearably, as if it was embedded in a red-hot iron.

As if he was stung by a scorpion, he jumped back without hesitation and pushed his palms to protect himself.

This incomparably quick operation was a subconscious reaction after countless life and death trials.

"Yu Yan, take a closer look at her Tianshan plum-breaking technique!"

Duan Yu floated to Wang Yuyan's side and handed her the Heavenly Dragon Sword.

He didn't help the Shaolin monks, after all, he wasn't their parents, so why should he help them?
Qiao Feng also didn't take action.

He thinks this is a battle of honor in Shaolin, and he, an outsider, cannot get involved.

Always ask people to help, do you want to lose the face of Shaolin Temple?

Besides, Qiao Feng and Abbot Xuanci also have a debt to settle!

The six great monks of Shaolin were seriously injured by Duan Yu two months ago.

At present, the injury is still there, and the strength cannot be half exerted.

Even so, it's not for everyone.

What's more, the six people joined forces, and eighteen arhats formed a formation to besiege.

Jiumozhi suffered a big loss at their hands last time.

It's just that these few monks overestimated themselves after all, and even underestimated the strength of Tianshan Child Elder.

"boom!"

The Great Vajra Palm exchanged palms with the Tianshan Child Elder.

Abbot Xuanci vomited blood and flew away, almost unable to breathe.

He looked at Tianshan Child Elder in surprise.

Unexpectedly, the old devil looked short, thin and weak, but his internal energy was so deep, like the Yangtze River, Pei Ran could not resist it.

A little girl who looked to be only eight or nine years old was beating up a group of old monks.

The picture is very touching.

The martial arts heroes have already stared dumbfounded.

"This old devil is too powerful!"

"What sect does she come from?"

"The movement is beautiful and powerful, what kind of martial arts is this?!"

A series of exclamations came out.

Except for Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan, no one present knew the martial arts that Tianshan Child Lao used.

The Xiaoyao Sect is the most secretive sect of immortals.

The disciples under the sect never mentioned the name of their sect to outsiders, so that no one in the martial arts world knew that this sect existed.

But this sect is the most top sect in the martial arts.

Each of the martial arts of the school is a peerless martial art, and if you master it well, you will be able to stand alone in the martial arts world.

In addition to martial arts, the skills of this school also include piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, medical divination, astrology, etc., which are all-inclusive and profound.

Xue Muhua, a disciple of the fourth generation, only learned a little bit of Chinese medical skills, so he was called a miracle doctor, and he was even called "the enemy of Hades".

Ding Chunqiu, a disciple of the third generation, founded his own sect and established a sect, dominated the Xingxiu Sea, and became the only one in the Central Plains martial arts.

As the second generation disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, Wu Yazi, Tianshan Child Elder, and Li Qiushui Xiaoyao's abilities are even more incredible. All of them have profound skills, and they are still like young people in their 90s.

As for the first generation founder Xiaoyaozi, he directly ascended to immortality!
These are not available to outsiders.

I only feel that Tianshan Child Elder has a mysterious origin and is a big devil with superb martial arts.

Tianshan Child Elder Rabbit rises and falls with light and graceful movements.

In just over [-] strokes, he defeated the six great monks of Shaolin in a row.

On average, three moves per person.

Rounding off, one move in seconds!

"A group of young monks who don't know their own abilities dare to fight against me?"

Tianshan Child Elder put her hands on her hips, humiliating the Shaolin School to her heart's content.

"Since the monk of Lingmen, you Shaolin has been doing so badly. According to this deity, there is no need for Shaolin to exist. Just disband it!"

With that said, he hit several life and death talismans on each of the six eminent monks of Shaolin.

The means are extremely cruel!

Looking at the pained appearance of the six great monks of Shaolin, Tianshan Child Elder laughed wildly.

The sound of magic is lingering, and the heroes are all frightened.

Many people tensed up, ready to run at any time.

"Amitabha……"

There was a sound of the Buddha's horn, and an old monk walked slowly beside the Daxiong Hall with a broom.

"Amitabha, the shaman benefactor must forgive others and forgive others!"

(End of this chapter)