The crooked poem said: "I hate the endless growth of life. I hate how much the Qiongxiao can wait until the spring breeze blows on my face, and the water is clear and the willows are green, and the flowers are thick." Guanyin Temple is now in a mess, and dozens of surviving bhikkhunis are now in a mess. Drawn by a Taoist force, he arrived outside the purple bamboo forest.
In mid-air in the purple bamboo forest, Li Nianzhu looked solemnly as he looked towards Guanyin Temple. On the square, Ye Ling's whole body was shrouded in dark murderous aura, and his face was full of resentment: "This world... is too dirty... why not kill all the bad guys in the world..."
"Amitabha!" Jin Chanzi's body was surrounded by Buddha's light. Behind him, the Arhat's phantom King Kong glared angrily. Sanskrit sounds resounded in the air, confronting Ye Ling's sword.
Sun Hou'er stood on the other side, looking at the two of them and secretly said: "What's wrong with Qi Xiaozi's inheritance? How could it become like this?" Ye Ling looked at Jin Chanzi and rushed over without saying a word, the sharp wooden sword in his hand Exposed, cut head-on.
The sharp sword energy swept over, and Jin Chanzi did not move, not hiding, and the Buddha's light was as motionless as a mountain. No matter how much the sword energy moved, he was not shaken in the slightest!
"Fudo Mingwang Jue!" Sun Hou'er recognized Jin Chanzi's technique. When he had dealt with Buddhist disciples earlier, it had been tens of thousands of years.
"Evil devil, you cannot be tolerated in the human world. See how this poor monk is sent to hell!" Jin Chanzi's momentum rose, and the Buddha's light shone in the palm of his hand. He struck at Ye Ling. When Ye Ling saw it, he abandoned his sword and turned into a fist, fighting with Jin Chanzi. The child is relative.
The two of them fought from the ground up into the air, with their fists facing each other, no matter the outcome.
"The little monk should be using the Buddha's Big Arhat Palm. Ye Ling is a tyrannical boy with Taoism alone, and he can fight him even if he shakes his fist randomly." In fact, Ye Ling did not give Sun Hou'er the random punch he said. After consulting Daozang in Tianjiu Peak, I saw an unknown ancient book in Tianxuan Peak, which recorded a kind of boxing technique. You can fight with Dao body alone without using Dao power.
Therefore, such exercises have strict requirements on the physical cultivation of the monks themselves. Since ancient times, monks have no longer focused on physical training. Only some low-level monks who serve in secular dynasties will work hard on their own bodies.
Therefore, no one in Tianxuan Peak reads this ancient book. Ye Ling found it very interesting after seeing it, so there was no very obvious routine in this boxing technique. There were only a few fixed movements, and the rest were some insights into punching.
According to this technique, everyone's situation is different, and the situations they encounter with their opponents are also different, so a fixed boxing path will only limit themselves.
Only by finding your own habits and adapting to changes can you remain invincible. Just like the current Ye Ling, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just a random punch, but his fists were just right to defend against Jin Chanzi's offensive, preventing him from advancing or retreating.
Jin Chanzi also noticed Ye Ling's strangeness and became more and more cautious. But to put it bluntly, the ancient book Ye Ling saw could only be understood and understood by geniuses who were suitable for fighting, and it was difficult for ordinary people to imitate and learn from it.
At some point, everyone in the Dragon Palace was also attracted by the fight between the two. Ao Feng asked: "What happened?" Sun Houer chuckled and said: "I advise you to stay away, otherwise you will risk your life. What a worry!" Ao Feng snorted coldly, and Ao Huan asked Ao Huang: "Why do I see that wooden sword Taoist priest so familiar? Could it be... that he was the one who caused trouble in our Dragon Palace before?" Ao Huang knew that Ye Ling and Jiao Long There was a festival in the palace, and Ao Huan had always had a good relationship with Jiaolong Palace. At this time, in order to avoid trouble, he had to lie and said: "I don't see how that Taoist priest can be so powerful that he can fight with Jin Chanzi regardless of the outcome." Ao Huan felt justified after hearing this and said: "Fortunately it's not him, otherwise I should have hoped that the thief Bald Donkey would win." In mid-air, the two of them fought with their fists countless times. Jin Chanzi suddenly stopped his hand and said: "It seems that if this continues, it will be difficult for us to win or lose. We are unable to do it with our own strength, so we have to borrow treasures!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Chanzi took out a purple gold alms bowl from his sleeve, exuding colorful Buddha light, and the Taoist rhyme was flowing. It’s a heaven-level Taoist artifact!
Ao Huang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "This monk is really well-established. Anything on him is worth a lot of money." Sun Hou'er chuckled: "That's natural, let alone the things on him. To tell you the truth, he This is the Buddha from the Great Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven who came to this world. If you eat a piece of his flesh, you can live forever!" As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Dragon Palace turned their attention to Sun Hou'er. Isn't immortality the right thing for practitioners? Kuqiu Ao Huan was even more excited and said: "This is true." Sun Hou'er didn't come up with this, but Ye Ling taught him. Ye Ling said to Sun Hou'er: "Since he is so powerful, we might as well disgust him." , just say that eating a piece of his meat can lead to immortality, and see how many people will come to trouble him." After hearing this, Sun Hou'er was naturally filled with joy: "You are still the bad one!" So Sun Hou'er nodded and said: "This Of course, otherwise why would I follow this young monk, just to find an opportunity to eat him? It’s a pity that this young monk has some tricks, and I have never been able to find a suitable opportunity to make a move." What Sun Houer said It was so accurate that all the Dragon Palace princes and clan elders had no choice but to believe it.
The elder of the clan said in a deep voice: "The eldest prince, take this monk back to the Dragon Palace this time and never let him leave!" Ao Feng did not respond, looking like he was deep in thought.
In mid-air, Jin Chanzi took out the purple gold alms bowl. Ye Ling's body became even more murderous. The sword diagram was suspended above his head. Ye Ling reached out to grab the sword diagram, and unexpectedly took out a bloody long sword. The anger is boiling and the blood is flowing!
"Demon thing!"
"This kid is from the Demon Sect!"
"It's impossible, he doesn't have the aura of the demons on him." But when he saw Ye Ling holding the demon sword, a stream of blood wrapped around his right arm. His wooden sword let out a whine, but Ye Ling threw it in the ruins. among.
After taking possession of the magic sword, Ye Ling was shrouded in magic clouds, his eyes became blood red, and the blood from his right arm climbed up to half of his face, leaving behind dense blood lines, which looked hideous and terrifying.
"Amitabha!" Jin Chanzi was also shocked, but his body was covered with Buddha's light, and he had the intention to subdue demons. The purple and gold bowl in his hand was flowing with rhythm, resisting the evil energy.
"What a good demon, he finally showed his true colors!" Ye Ling didn't answer, and the demon sword in his hand suddenly fell. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, ghosts cried and gods howled, and a bloody sword energy broke through time and space and attacked Jin Chanzi.
Jin Chanzi tossed the purple gold alms bowl in his hand, and a beam of auspicious light emitted, resisting Ye Ling's sword energy. But immediately after, Ye Ling's sword force came out frequently, and the demonic energy condensed into demon gods and attacked Jin Chanzi.
Behind Jin Chanzi, the body of the Fudo Ming King appears, with Vajra's angry eyes, fighting with demons and gods. The fight between Buddha and demons shakes the heaven and earth!
However, at this moment, in Ye Ling's sea of consciousness, the small courtyard was shrouded in black mist, and Ye Ling's consciousness transformed into his image and lay in the courtyard.
snew After an unknown amount of time, a divine light woke him up. Ye Ling raised his eyes and saw that the sword ancestor in white, whom he had not seen for a long time, was standing in front of him.
A pair of eyes with unfathomable depth and a calm and intimidating temperament. He was exactly the same person he had seen during his previous inheritance.
Ye Ling stood up in a hurry and said, "Senior Sword Ancestor, what's going on?" The Sword Ancestor in white turned around and looked at the black energy around him. There was no emotion in his tone: "This is me, just the me before."
"The old you"
"Yes, I used to hate this world, and I was wary of everyone in this world. When I saw people who did evil, I would kill them all without hesitation. In my eyes, life is nothing, regardless of the other party. Who is he and how high his status is? Death is not only the fate that a good person deserves, but also the punishment that a wicked person deserves."
"It's just that I chose to abandon the original me later. Now the choice is up to you. Do you want to be the original me, or do you want to be the me in the future?" Ye Ling said without hesitation: "I don't want to be You, I will only be myself." Sword Ancestor turned around, his expression unchanged: "Everyone says they will be themselves, but this is just their wishful thinking. The world is ever-changing, but people can only go along with it. In their eyes, You are just an object in the eyes of others."
"I don't care about other people's comments. I have a clear conscience when others say dirty things!" After hearing this, Sword Ancestor seemed to have a smile on his lips: "You are tempted by my inner demons precisely because of your The inner demon is also making trouble. You are confused and doubtful, and that's why it takes advantage of you. Are you still confused and doubtful now?"
"I..." Ye Ling suddenly fell silent, and he seemed unsure of what he was thinking. Sword Ancestor looked at Ye Ling calmly: "Don't be anxious. If you keep doing this, you will always be controlled by the inner demon. When you think about it clearly, you will be yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Ancestor in white said: The figure gradually dissipated and disappeared.
"My inner demon..." Ye Ling closed her eyes and listened, sitting cross-legged in the yard, her consciousness falling into a ethereal state. All the past events appeared in front of her eyes. Every seemingly insignificant experience would leave a mark on her heart. traces.
Just like craft carving, the final product is indispensable for every carving that has been done before.
In Ye Ling's Dantian, the nine Buddhist beads suspended in the sky emitted a faint light. This light came to the sea of consciousness, illuminated Ye Ling's body, and also made Ye Ling's consciousness clearer and wiser... ...In mid-air, demonic energy and Buddha's light enveloped the entire sky. The figures of Ye Ling and Jin Chanzi shuttled through it. Every collision would cause time and space to tremble.
Ao Feng said: "The two of them are like this and can't tell the winner. Why don't you ask me to wait here?" Sun Hou'er shrugged and said: "If you are willing, just help one to defeat the other." Isn't it enough if one party is killed?" Although this statement is casual, there is some truth in it.
Ao Feng and others thought for a moment and then set their target on Ye Ling. After all, they knew Jin Chanzi's strength, not to mention that they needed to use him to touch the golden ring on Ao Bing's body.
And Ye Ling is a demon at the moment... There is no need for a reason to kill the demons. Ao Feng then said: "Several clan elders, please help the monk surrender this demon."
"Yes!" The four Dragon Palace Immortal Realm Clan elders rose into the air, breaking through the demonic clouds and Buddha's light with their Taoist power, occupying a part of the world.
"Devil, suffer death!" The four clan elders started to act together, displaying their Immortal Realm cultivation, and an invisible Taoist charm instantly enveloped Ye Ling.
Ye Ling was already controlled by his inner demon at this moment, and his strength was even more tyrannical than usual, especially when the demon sword in his hand fell down, and the demons roared deafeningly.
A veteran of the Dragon Clan made big waves, turbulent. An old man's fist turned into a blazing sun, burning up the void. An old man of the tribe lifted his spear into the sky, connecting the north and the south.
An old man from the tribe swung his wind blade, slashing and destroying demons. But there was an explosion that shook the universe, and the magic cloud collapsed, but the red light in the sky instantly submerged the four clan elders. Even before the red light stopped, it actually wanted to surround the entire Putuo Island!
Outside the Purple Bamboo Forest, Li Nianzhu watched the scene taking place. He was dressed in a robe without any wind, and his invisible power rose naturally...
