The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Hearing the wonderful command, Zhende first froze, then opened his mouth, smiled, and strode out: "Yes, Brother Brother."

The martial arts practice and sufficient food in the past six months have made him stubbornly high. He has a lot of black and black roots on his mouth, and has become three big and five thick. Looking at Meng Qi, who is two years younger than him, his eyes It was full of joy and joy.

Meng Qi gritted his teeth and did not expect it to be so serious, but he did not exclude the practice. Now he is frantically seeking any fighting opportunities in order to transform the "iron cloth shirt", "eight steps", "Luohan Boxing" and "Five Tigers Broken Door Sword" means a little bit of mastery and integration in actual combat.

"Brother Zhende is also invited to enlighten me." According to Shaolin's rules, Meng Qi called Zhende, who was "older" than himself, as a brother, with his feet separated, and stood firm in accordance with the requirements of Luo Han Boxing.

Zhende opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he forgot about his speech for a while while excited, and even forgot to sing the Buddha's horn with his hands folded, but he just shot it as usual, The standard "Arhat Buddha".

The moment Meng Qi shot in Zhende, the whole person seemed to be immersed in the water, no other voices could be heard, and nothing else could be seen. According to the experience of fighting with Cheng Yong, he sideways turned away from the front, one hand With his fists to Zhende, he struck Zhende's belly abruptly with one hand.

Not only was he not timid for the first time, but he was also very proactive.

After Zhende shot, he was about to take the next one, but suddenly felt the strong wind hit him, as if Meng Qi swooped up.

In the face of this fierce offensive, seeing Meng Qi's face full of war-fighting, Zhende had a cold heart for no reason, and seemed to feel a terrible murderous spirit in "True Ding". There will be momentum after the fight.

His body suddenly slowed down, he was hit by Meng Qi in the lower abdomen, and he was in pain, and had to curl up and fall to the ground, giving out a painful **.

Too weak? As soon as Meng Qi succeeded, he was a little embarrassed. As soon as he started the attack, he couldn't resist it? Too weak, right?

Not only was Meng Qi himself so surprised, the surrounding monks and other monks also looked at the true virtues that were huddled on the ground. I can't believe that the true virtues of those who are usually outstanding in practice will fail so quickly and so miserably .

Zhen Miao's face looked at the scene sinking like water, walked quickly to Zhen De, squatted down and combed the blood in his lower abdomen with internal force, alleviating his pain.

Until this time, Zhenyong and other talents came back to God, and they looked at Meng Qi with surprise, and secretly said that it was Brother Zhenyong who let Zhende set a lesson for Zhende and let him know what is wrong with irregular moves. However, it seems that it seems that the regular moves have lost to the irregular moves, this ...

Meng Qi remembered the brief confrontation just now, and keenly found that Zhende seemed to have stopped for a moment under his severe attack: "Is the momentum suppression an important part of the confrontation?"

Zhenmiao helped Zhende stand up and said blankly, "Zhenhe, you come to practice against Zhending."

"Yes, my dear brother." A burly boy came out of the monk's team, standing there like a black iron tower.

Meng Qi faintly touched the key of the confrontation just now, and was waiting for someone to verify himself, so excitedly folded his hands: "Please enlighten me and my brother."

Waiting for Zhen He to return the gift, Meng Qi took the initiative to attack, like a tiger out of a hole.

Naturally powerful Zhen He did not expect that Meng Qi would attack so madly, and the expected routine would be difficult to perform. He kept backing up, constantly resisting, and seemed busy.

what!

Meng Qi was so indifferent that he exhaled and hit his chest like a fight.

Facing such a fierce Meng Qi, he was suddenly a little soft and his hands were opened in a closed posture.

Meng Qi closed his fists in a circle, leaned into Zhenhe's arms, and slid his elbow on Zhenhe's right chest.

Keke, Keke, Meng Qi's blow was strong because of his steady victory, but he also fought with the breath and coughed violently.

"Assign." Meng Qi pressed hard under his feet, turned back, folded his hands and smiled.

Such a confrontation can be considered as hearty!

The monks such as Zhenyong, Zhende, and others who had watched him could not close their mouths, and the real peace like a cow was their nightmare for practice. No matter how exquisite the response was, he would be flabby and hard to fight, but Just now, the true set of a child's body turned out to be like a crazy tiger.

This, this is the other way around! The monks looked at Meng Qijun's face and couldn't believe what he had just seen.

Zhenhe calmed down and scratched his bald head stupidly: "Master Zhending, you are so good!"

He snorted softly, his face became more ugly, and he remained silent for a long time before he said, "Master Zhending seems to have a family history, and his energy has been greatly improved. I am afraid that all the students present are not your opponents, or my brother and I will come with you Let's practice it. "

He opened his eyes, and he could see signs of Meng Qi's internal help.

Oh!

That's it!

Zhenyong and other monks suddenly realized that the original "Zhengding" master had been developed by Dan Tian and had a small accumulation of energy. No wonder Zhende and Zhenhe could not beat him!

However, as a master monk, a master of the enlightenment period, he is directly practicing with Zhending. Is it too bullying?

"Rest assured, I will control my strength at the stage of accumulating gas." He looked at Meng Qi with such wonderful eyes.

Meng Qi took a light breath. Although he knew that there was a big gap, his heart was still high-spirited, and he did not even dare to practice. What about actual combat?

To be honest, he hasn't been afraid of the truth after experiencing life-and-death struggles. It is okay to lose. As long as he can find the gap and find his own weaknesses, the lose is also valuable.

Moreover, I am not without a chance to win!

"Please also enlighten me, Brother Miao." Meng Qi folded his hands and was very wary.

The monks took a sigh of coolness, and he really dared to practice with the true brother? The gap between the two sides is as high as the peak! Even if Brother Shimiao suppresses his strength at the stage of accumulating energy, his eyesight, experience and insight cannot be changed!

"Okay." Seeing Meng Qi was not timid, his wonderful face eased a lot, "you go first."

Meng Qi did not humble, and his right leg was bowed in front of him.

Zhen Miao also used the "Arhat Boxing" to face Meng Qi's severe offensive and hold it firmly, not as powerful as Zhende and Zhenhe, even after staggering Meng Qi's double fists, he launched directly. Counterattack, the unpretentious black tiger secretly hit Meng Qi's right chest just right.

Meng Qi's eyes widened and he flung forward, letting his wonderful fist hit himself, at the same time, he gave Zhen wonderful a double peak.

A lot of actual combat experience suddenly realized that nothing was wrong, but this was Meng Qi's initiative, he was unable to stop, and had to punch up and try to repel Meng Qi.

Alas, his right fist seemed to hit a thick cloth, and his strength was scattered towards the four sides. At this time, Meng Qi's fists almost touched his temples on both sides.

what!

He shouted so loudly that his ears became red, his temples bulged, and he leaned back slightly.

Snapped!

Meng Qi's fists rubbed across the temple, in the middle of his cheeks, but there seemed to be a layer of air cushion, which eliminated most of his strength.

It was still the case, and she was backing up in a messy and uncanny pace, her cheeks were red and swollen, and her head was dizzy.

"You've become an 'iron cloth shirt'!" Yelled in amazement and anger.

Meng Qi smiled slightly: "Heirloom. Brother just used the strength of the opening period?"

Last night, the "iron cloth shirt" has been exposed. Naturally, he didn't need to conceal it. He pushed as much as he could into his own life.

Just now, Meng Qi played according to the strategies of Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Yanwei, and others. In the case of a lot of martial arts, the opponent did not know that he would iron the shirt and suppress the strength. For a small injury to a large injury, successfully pushing the true beauty into despair, you have to use all your strength to protect yourself.

His wonderful complexion changed a few times, and his voice was cold: "Go back to the line and continue practicing Luohan Boxing."

Meng Qi knows that Zhen Miao does not have his own heart. He just can't see his irregular Luohan boxing. He also knows that his boxing method is wrong. It needs to be improved one by one. The true word is not wrong, but it is successfully defeated. Really, seeing how he ate tadpoles, Meng Qi couldn't hold back his inner joy and was very happy.

"I am such a narrow person!" Meng Qi secretly "evaluated" himself.

After re-fisting, Meng Qi followed Zhende, Zhenhe, and others, and worked hard to correct his boxing. Seeing this scene, his wonderful face eased again.

When Luo Hanquan and Shaolin sticks were all practiced, his wonderful face made a serious comment one by one. At the end, he turned around and said: "Tomorrow will continue to practice with me, I will still suppress my strength to a small level. to make."

This kind of winning heart is not ordinary ... Meng Qi sighed secretly, at the same time, she felt a little shudder, and her fighting spirit rose.

Tonight we have to hurry up and practice the "eight steps of God".

He didn't want to lose!

"Brother Zhen Miao has always been smooth sailing. He is currently practicing the" Moko Finger "in the 72 stunts. He is naturally arrogant. However, today he was defeated by your younger brother who was only a little bit angry. Can I get this tone? "Zhenyong leaned over with a smile," Master Zhending, I can't see how powerful you are! It's hidden from view! I will take care of my brother in the future. "

Meng Qi smiled: "I was just a surprise before I won. I'm afraid it will be difficult tomorrow."

Unless you can go through the "eight steps of God" overnight, and once again surprisingly win, but this is unlikely.

But Meng Qi is not afraid. How can the opportunity to practice with masters be so easy? This is a valuable asset, maybe the next time you reincarnate the world, you can save your life, and the root is here!

Meng Qi, Zhenhui, and Zhenyong returned to the monk's monastery, and at the door, they met Xuanchi directly.

Xuanchi was followed by a dumb-eyed monk monk, who was muttering to himself: "How can this style be broken?"

Xuanchi didn't introduce the young monk beside the wandering thing, and directly said to Meng Qi and Zhenhui: "After dinner, go to Yan Wu Dian. I will teach you the" Shaolin Mind Method "."

Meng Qi heard from Xuan Xin that "Shaolin Mindset" is the basic internal strength of Shaolin Temple. It is mellow and masculine. Because of its simple operation route, it is compatible with most of the stunt skills. Li can be ranked in the top ten.

Therefore, Meng Qi secretly decided that in the future, he would focus on the "Shaolin Mind Method", and that the thick and thin course of "Iron Cloth Shirt" would only run when "Iron Cloth Shirt" was used.

After watching Xuanchi leave, Zhenyong whispered: "Have you seen that brother next to Uncle Xuanchi? He is another Brother Zhenben who is a professional monk. He is a martial artist and many interesting things ..."

In a joke, the three had dinner, and Meng Qi and Zhenhui rushed to Yan Wu Dian. Zhen Yong had nothing to do, and followed up, planning to find someone to practice. 2k novel reading network