The giant clams were so powerful that they pushed back hundreds of steps from the mountain waves. In addition, all the trees and rocks turned into powder. Up and down Nangong Mountain, it seemed as if a heavy snow had fallen like a waterfall, flying and scattering.
There are flying swords flying across thousands of miles in front, and clams floating in the back.
Among the objects in Buddhism, the Seven Wonders are the most powerful. Just by opening and closing it, the old man was pushed back for more than a hundred steps, and his robes fluttered and flipped, making it difficult to get up.
Everyone present was shocked. They all looked at the wooden clam in the air, especially the woodcutter, who had the most complex look on his face. He murmured, "The clam among the Seven Wonderful Things of Buddhism is clearly said to be found by the Buddha from the East China Sea." Come, the whole body is glowing, why is this thing made of wood, but its power is the same as in the classics, or even worse, it's strange."
Although Poison Lord was a little embarrassed at the moment, he still looked at the clam, but he turned away after a quick glance, and did not take a second look. He lifted the flute in his palm, his eyes flashed, and he looked at it for a long time.
Even though he was knocked back a hundred steps by one of the Seven Wonders of Buddhism, Shantaorong only stopped on the spot for a while, and then suddenly looked back at the house not far behind him. He then smiled dumbly and spread his two palms again, hoping to make progress. Another fight with that weird clam.
It is not easy for a person as high as an old man to face the Seven Wonders of Buddhism face to face. After all, Buddhism has been around for a long time. From ancient times to the present, there are many five realms in Buddhism. Most of them are methods to purify the mind and are more in line with the movement of Qi. Therefore, there are endless Buddhist masters from generation to generation, and the foundation is as deep as an abyss. After the collapse of the Qi Dynasty, Buddhism is no longer as prosperous as it was in the past. There are still countless sages who have left behind wonderful things of the Dharma, which have even been cultivated for many years and are even better than spiritual treasures.
However, the meal just now was caused by the old man noticing that in the house behind him, there was a young man standing quietly behind the door. Although he only had the first level of cultivation, there was sword energy hidden in his whole body, very much like Wu Shuang back then. When drawing a sword, he always carries the straight sword energy with him.
But when he took a closer look, the old man burst out laughing. It turned out that the meridians all over the young man's body were extremely desolate and dilapidated, just like a bird's nest on a cliff in a barren mountain. A person's talent in practice is nothing more than the smoothness of the Qi points and the big orifices, and the level of understanding. The two are indispensable. With such a messy meridians, even if you get Wu Shuang's mantle, it will be useless.
Therefore, the old man just smiled and did not take action. Instead, he stabilized his breath and struck the hanging clam again.
The young man was just looking outside the alchemy room, and he could see the old man's expression at a glance.
The young man behind the door clenched his fists, turned around immediately, took out two jars of wine from Qian Yin's house, and drank it by himself. He almost lifted the jar and poured it into his stomach. He drank the entire jar within a few breaths. Strong wine, he slapped open another jar, his face turned red.
Several people outside the mountain joined the clam and finally managed to push the old man and the boy down. However, within two seconds of burning incense, the old man's palm strength increased again. In addition, the clam seemed to have some Wavering, no matter how hard it is to suppress the power of Shan Tao Rong's palm at this moment, the latter will reverse the defeat.
No one knows how far this leader of the Five Ultimate Skills can improve his skills. After only half a day of fighting, the old man's aura has always been strong and solid, and it has not fallen for a long time. But now, including the old woodcutter, the internal aura of the four people has declined. With one thing going up and down the other, it is already difficult to restrain, and with the help of the boy's talisman, it is not easy to just barely cope with it now.
The scholar in the field was the most seriously injured. Dozens of bones had been broken all over his body. Now he had to sit cross-legged behind Du Zun and the woodcutter, holding pills in his mouth, but he kept fighting. In comparison, Qian Yin's injuries were relatively serious. It was light, but the dial in his palm was almost shattered by the strength of the old man's palm. Blood was flowing out of his robe, and his appearance was bleak.
At this juncture, Liu Qing had just set up the formation according to the talisman given by Wu Shuang. Before the formation could be formed, she suddenly turned around.
The door of the alchemy room, together with the small formation previously set up, was suddenly opened by a sword energy. The sword energy looked subtle, with a slight spit of green energy. It seemed to be the same as the breeze in the formation, and it was even more difficult to compare with the sky-reaching skills of several people in the same field. , but it is indeed a sword energy.
The young man's face was flushed, drunkenness welled up on his face, and he staggered out of the alchemy room.
"In the past, junior brother would really not dare to go out, but if master were here, he would probably have rushed out with his sword to kill people. He is not as courageous as master, but with the support of wine, he can barely catch up."
Except for Liu Qing, no one noticed the young man coming out with his sword.
However, the old man with his foot on the hatchet seemed to hear the young man's words clearly. When he turned around to look, his expression suddenly stopped.
The young man looked very ordinary, he was still young, and his face and facial features had not yet grown. He was very drunk at the moment, and his steps seemed to be staggering, but only the sword in his hand was full of water and sharp. .
Shantaorong's whole body suddenly stagnated, he stepped back and retracted his fists, then took several steps back in mid-air, his face sinking like water.
Except for the old woodcutter who made a sudden move and defeated the Wooden Tridacna in the first place, today Shan Taorong faced the two five realms alone and did not lose his momentum. He never retreated even half a step on his own. Now he took several steps back in succession. , staring at the sword in the palm of the drunken boy, speechless for a moment.
"It seems that I have been practicing for decades, and I am still a little arrogant." Shan Taorong stood on the clouds and said slowly after a long time, "This sword is very good, and the one who made the sword has gone further than me." These, I’m afraid, are only a few steps away from escaping from the fifth realm.”
Immediately, the old man looked at the people in the mountain and smiled kindly for no reason, "I came to Nangong Mountain and fought happily. After so many years, it seems that I have forgotten how to fight with others. The fun and tightness are all attributed to this little friend. It took all the effort to throw a banquet to push me to this point."
The old man waved to the boy and said, "I will come and visit you again when I reach the extreme realm."
"Nangong Mountain is peaceful today. If Mr. Wu feels resentful, he can just look for me when the time comes to break the barrier. The many causes and consequences that hit the mountain gate are all my fault."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked away without stopping.
The rocks in the mountains have gradually disappeared, and the layers of forest have faded away.
The old woodcutter wiped the blood from the corners of his lips carelessly and cursed in confusion, "Even the seven wonderful wooden clams of Buddhism have not forced that old monster away. He is just a gray-faced little kid. Where does he have the ability? He just took out the handle." I don't know the depth of the sword, but I frightened the Shan Taorong away?"
Du Zun remained silent and turned around to take a look at the young man. He stayed for a moment, but he didn't notice anything strange, so he sat cross-legged and warmed his inner energy.
The scholar was about to get up, but found that the bones of his legs had been broken in many places, and his inner energy was even more empty. He had no choice but to ask Qian Yin to go to Haosheng to take care of the boy, while he closed his eyes and rested for a while.
The top of the mountain is like a violent wave passing over it. Nangong Mountain is full of mountains, but now there are many parts missing.
