the heavens

Chapter 63

This voice was peaceful and extremely powerful, just like that Hong Zhong Dalu.

Falling into the ears of the heroes, it is like the Sanskrit sound of the great Buddha, which is shocking.

For a moment, no one said anything, they just looked at each other, thinking, Shaolin Temple is Shaolin Temple, and there are such gods and monks sitting in the temple.

From the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain to here, at least tens of miles away, this voice can be heard so clearly by everyone, this profound skill is astonishing.

And the next moment, everyone realized that Qing Yunzi, who appeared out of thin air, was able to talk to such an immortal monk like Shaolin Temple through the air, wouldn't his skills have reached the peak.

After thinking about it carefully, everyone was even more astonished. When did such a master appear in the rivers and lakes?

Those young and backward people looked at the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi in the field very curiously, and their hearts were full of surging meaning.

To be able to show your face in front of the heroes of the world, that is a great skill.

Hearing the old voice, Lu Fengqiu smiled slightly, and said, "Master Xuancheng is polite, please wait a moment, master."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Fengqiu immediately jumped up and swept towards the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain like a blue cloud.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes who stayed in the field all looked sideways at him.

Seeing Lu Fengqiu jumping away, Xuanji's expression changed, and he immediately said loudly: "Amitabha, heroes, this temple has important matters today, please forgive me for not entertaining you well."

Immediately, Xuan Ji hurriedly summoned the eminent monks of Xuan's generation to rush towards the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain.

Seeing that the abbot of Shaolin had left, those heroes of the rivers and lakes rushed to the back of Shaoshi Mountain to find out.

But the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain is the important place of Shaolin Temple, and the Sutra Library of Shaolin Temple is in the back mountain, how can ordinary people be put in by Shaolin monks.

Those hundreds of monks looked at each other with sticks, just to prevent these people from being short-sighted and running to the back mountain, wouldn't that be a mess.

At this time, Xiao Feng who was fighting with Jiumozhi over there heard a long cry, everyone saw that Jiumozhi and Xiao Feng punched each other forcibly, Jiumozhi retreated several steps.

That Jiumozhi held his hand towards Xiao Feng with an ugly expression: "Guard Qiao's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are really extraordinary, this little monk has learned it!"

After saying that, Jiumozhi retreated towards the crowd.

At this moment, everyone could only hear the sound of charming laughter coming from all directions.

"Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi, it's really embarrassing to compete with others for palm strength so well."

As soon as the voice came out, someone said, "It's that woman's voice just now!"

Everyone looked at the girls of Vulture Palace on the surrounding hills, wanting to see who was playing tricks.

When Jiumozhi heard those words, his expression changed immediately, he looked around, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd.

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Shaoshi Mountain, Back Mountain.

Lu Fengqiu flew all the way to the mountain forest next to Shaolin Temple, and after a while, he saw several pagodas appearing in front of him.

Those pagodas are not Buddhist temples, but the tombs of Shaolin eminent monks of various generations. After the death of eminent monks in Shaolin Temple, the descendants will put their ashes or bones into the underground palace, and build pagodas on them to show their merits.

In front of the nearest pagoda, an old monk with disheveled hair and gray robes was sitting under the pagoda.

The ground around the old monk was covered with fallen leaves.

The old monk was sitting there like an old pine tree. If others didn't pay attention, they might really ignore the existence of this old monk.

Lu Fengqiu stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, took two steps forward, and saluted the old monk, "Master Xuancheng is polite."

The old monk's head was lowered slightly, but after hearing Lu Fengqiu's words, he just raised his head, revealing an old wrinkled face.

This old monk is Monk Xuan Cheng who has been known as No. 200 in martial arts in Shaolin Temple for nearly 1 years.

Xuan Cheng looked at Lu Fengqiu, and said, "Daoist Qing Yunzi's skill is already extraordinary, so why bother to fight for the title of number one in the world."

Lu Fengqiu smiled and said: "What is false? What is real? In the eyes of the poor, the useful is the real. Since the name of the world's number one school is useful, the poor wants to use it."

Xuan Cheng's two shoulders hung down in front of him, and he lowered his eyebrows and said: "In this case, then ask the Taoist priest to make a move."

Lu Fengqiu looked at Xuan Cheng's seemingly crippled body, and couldn't help saying: "Master, it is inconvenient to move, and the poor don't deceive others. The poor can only use one palm. Master, let's see how the poor one is?"

Xuan Cheng didn't move his eyebrows and said, "Please."

Lu Fengqiu raised his right palm and displayed the palm technique in "Yilongtu".

This palm strike was like a thunderbolt on the ground, the huge tearing force generated by the yin and yang zhenqi made a "chi chi" sound, which made the wind in the air stop.

I saw that Lu Fengqiu's whole body seemed to be integrated with the heaven and the earth. This move, he used the realm of the unity of heaven and man, was extremely powerful!
There is no cloud in the sky!
The power of the palm came out from the air, and hit the monk Xuan Cheng.

Monk Xuancheng didn't move at all, there was a powerful zhenqi gushing out from his body when the palm force was about to fall on him, forming a curtain of light on his body that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Oh!"

Only a faint sound was heard.

The strength of Lu Fengqiu's palm disappeared on Monk Xuan Cheng's body.

The monk Xuancheng exhaled a long breath, and said just now: "Does Taoist priest have a name for this move?"

Lu Fengqiu put his hands behind his back and said, "This move is called 'Long Sky One Color'."

Monk Xuan Cheng said slowly, "It's a good move, the whole sky is one color, Daoist, please do it yourself."

Lu Fengqiu nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, master."

Monk Xuan Cheng did not answer Lu Fengqiu's words.

Lu Fengqiu floated away, heading for the scripture storage pavilion.

As soon as Lu Fengqiu left, Xuan Ji arrived with a few seniors.

Xuanji turned to the monk Xuancheng and said, "Brother, where did Qing Yunzi go?"

Xuan Cheng's eyes were extremely dark, and he said, "The Sutra Pavilion."

Xuan Ji's expression changed, and he said, "Even Senior Brother Xuan Cheng can't stop that Qing Yunzi?"

Xuan Cheng said in a deep voice: "The old monk's meridians are sluggish, like a quagmire, and his power is not as good as before. The Daoist Qingyunzi is at the peak of his spring and autumn, and the old monk is also not as good."

Xuan Ji held hands towards Xuan Cheng, and hurriedly led the rest of his brothers towards the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion was built under a mountain stream, facing the water, far away from other houses, in case a fire in the temple would destroy the incomparably precious scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion.

Lu Fengqiu went around eight times and found the place.

When Lu Fengqiu arrived at the Sutra Pavilion, he saw Monk Xuanci.

"Amitabha, Taoist priest, it is better not to force your way into the important place of Buddhism."

Xuanci sat in front of the pavilion door, holding hands and saying.

Lu Fengqiu said: "Pindao has no interest in Shaolin Temple's 72 unique skills, but just wants to see if Master Xuanci is okay."

Xuanci waved his hands and said, "I asked Daoist Priest to rescue me, but this old monk left behind a crippled body."

Lu Fengqiu chuckled, and said: "Death is easy, but life is also suffering. Master Xuanci, you should thank the poor."

There was neither sadness nor joy on Xuanci's face, Lu Fengqiu could already see that this person's end was approaching, and he would not live long, even though his true energy kept him alive, he still had to die.

At this moment, the monk Xuanji arrived with all the monks.

Surrounded Lu Fengqiu.

Xuanji shouted: "Qingyunzi! You trespassed on my Buddhist important place! Do you really think that I am a bully in Shaolin Temple?"

Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "Compassionate and suffering, the seven masters of Xuanzi generation are all eminent monks of Shaolin Temple. Today, the poor Daoist has one against seven. Let's see how tall the masters are?"

Xuan Ji immediately shouted: "Arrogance! Brothers and sisters, follow me to take down this dog!"

After finishing speaking, Xuan Ji and the eminent monks of the Xuan family beside him shot together and attacked Lu Fengqiu in unison.

Shaolin Temple's 72 stunts, even if there are five or six of them all displayed, it is really magnificent and full of momentum.

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