"Poor monk Xuandu." The calm monk said calmly.
After a pause, the strong monk said quietly: "Xuan Cheng."
Li Daoqiang's eyes brightened slightly, and he seemed to look at the strong monk with more interest, and said with slight surprise: "The master is the master Xuancheng who was so powerful in the world and killed countless demons!"
Decades ago, among the Southern Shaolin Xuan generation, in terms of fame, Xuancheng was the leader.
Because he was the strongest, he killed many evil demons and heretics.
But later, it seemed that something went wrong in his practice, and he gradually stopped walking in the world, and his fame gradually faded.
The strong monk, Xuan Cheng, said unceremoniously: "Exactly, today I just want to ask for advice from Benefactor Li."
"Haha, that's easy to say." Li Daoqiang laughed heroically and praised in a tone of voice: "Master Xuan Cheng's spirit, energy and spirit have reached a peak state, and there is only one small step left to achieve perfection.
Thinking about it, it won't take long for the master to reach the level of a peerless powerhouse.
Li was very happy to be able to fight against a strong person like the master. "
There was nothing out of the ordinary, as if they were just simple compliments, but both Xuan Cheng and Xuan Cheng's eyes changed slightly.
Li Daoqiang actually saw the reality of Xuan Cheng (himself) at a glance!
Suddenly, I felt a little more certain that Li Daoqiang was a peerless strong man.
After looking at each other from the corner of their eyes, Xuan Cheng said directly: "Donor Li appreciates the award, so please go ahead."
"Yes, please."
Li Daoqiang stretched out his hand to signal without hesitation.
Xuandu retreated silently.
The next moment, two momentums emanated from Li Daoqiang and Xuan Cheng.
Like two waves colliding hard in the void.
"boom!"
The air seemed to turn into substance, and airflow visible to the naked eye overflowed.
Xuan Cheng was the first to take action, his hands turned into claws, and he grabbed Li Daoqiang with a sharp aura that seemed to be earth-shattering.
Under the golden light, before the void could even let out a wail, the dragon's claw-like attack landed on Li Daoqiang's shoulder.
Li Daoqiang always smiled, stepped back, and pointed sideways.
Before any physical contact, the golden dragon claw collapsed and dispersed.
Xuan Cheng's face was shocked, and he felt a pain in his palm, as if he had been hit hard.
The real energy in the palm dispersed on its own.
Without thinking too much, he swept out with one kick.
The invincible momentum surged, like a whip coming down from the sky.
Li Daoqiang struck out with his left palm, and two golden rays of light collided.
"Bang~!"
Like the sound of gold and iron clashing, a look of pain flashed across Xuan Cheng's face, and his body had to fly back. He immediately pointed to Li Daoqiang hastily.
Li Daoqiang's eyes flashed with admiration. This kind of combat experience and control of skills was rare.
He stepped aside and easily avoided the finger gang.
At this time, Xuan Cheng also stepped back a few feet and looked at Li Daoqiang in surprise.
There was a dull pain in his right leg and palm, and his indestructible body seemed to be about to be destroyed.
This had to shock him.
How does the other party know the flaws in the Dragon Grip and the Powerful Vajra Leg?
No, he has already cultivated these two special skills to the peak level, and there are no flaws at all.
It was Li Daoqiang who forcibly broke the flaw!
My heart is even heavier, Li Daoqiang is stronger than imagined!
He narrowed his eyes slightly and did not dare to step forward.
The momentum all over his body suddenly increased, and he waved his palms.
Afterimages appear one after another, two turns into ten, ten turns into a hundred, and a hundred turns into a thousand.
Countless palm prints are like real objects, spread over several feet in a radius.
The extremely strong pressure caused the void to vibrate.
"Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm!"
With a deep shout, the thousands of palm prints rushed towards Li Daoqiang as if they were in a fashion.
A general trend of countless palm prints united, like a mountain, suppressing everything.
Li Daoqiang allowed Xuan Cheng to make his move and smiled lightly when he saw it.
The right palm was struck out, and a palm print broke through the air, hitting one of the countless palm prints.
"boom!"
Golden light bloomed, and the countless palm prints seemed to have suddenly lost their support and collapsed instantly.
Xuan Cheng frowned, and the golden light rendered him like a golden man.
Suddenly, he jumped up and a golden palm print appeared.
About a few feet away, an all-encompassing, world-containing aura filled the air.
"Sumi Palm!"
The palm prints flew across the sky, suppressing Li Daoqiang fiercely, as if everything in the world was suppressing him.
There was a hint of interest in Li Daoqiang's eyes.
With a single palm flip, an extremely condensed golden light shot out and went straight into the giant palm.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the giant palm flew back and turned into Xuan Cheng.
At this time, his face was red, his breath was undulating violently, and there were faint signs of being unable to control himself.
Not far away, Xuan Du's expression darkened, but he soon regained his composure.
But I still couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
Li Daoqiang closed his palm, looked at Xuan Cheng with a faint smile, and said calmly: "I heard that Sumeru Palm is an extremely difficult palm technique to practice. The master actually practiced it to the point where the human palm becomes one, and then cooperated with Shaolin The magical power of Vajra is indestructible, which can be said to be indestructible and powerful."
Xuan Cheng's face looked a little ugly. He was injured with one palm, so how could he be so powerful?
"Amitabha, Donor Li is so powerful that the poor monk admires him."
At this time, Xuan Du stepped forward, stood beside Xuan Cheng, and spoke slowly.
Xuan Cheng looked a little unwilling, but still gave up and continued to take action.
He has been defeated.
Li Daoqiang was defeated after barely finding out too much about him.
His eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "I dare to ask Donor Li, but is he practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?"
Xuan Du was shocked, but he didn't notice it just now.
Li Daoqiang was also a little surprised, but it was okay.
It is normal for Zen Shaolin people to recognize the magical skills of Tantric Buddhism.
He smiled slightly and said without any concealment: "I was lucky enough to obtain this magical skill in my early years. After practicing it to this point, it made the two masters laugh."
Xuan Cheng and Xuan Du looked at each other, and their solemnity became even stronger.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is the supreme Dharma-protecting magical skill of Tantric Buddhism. It is the most difficult to practice in the world. For hundreds of years, it has been difficult for anyone to practice it above the tenth level.
It is really incredible that Donor Li has cultivated it to this level at such a young age. "Xuan Cheng said slowly.
There was a bit more politeness and exclamation in his tone.
There was also some confusion in my heart. Has Li Daoqiang reached the tenth level?
Or the eleventh floor?
He wasn't sure.
But no matter which level he was on, the other party's talent was unimaginable.
You must know that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is definitely one of the most difficult magical skills to achieve great success in Buddhism.
Li Daoqiang smiled and said nothing.
"May I ask Donor Li, this magical power comes from the north?" At this time, Xuandu spoke in a solemn tone.
"Haha, I, Li Daoqiang, have nothing to do with those people. Why, we are both Buddhists, so Master still wants to help investigate?"
Li Daoqiang immediately understood what the other party meant, his tone was affirmative, and he said it with a bit of playfulness.
"Donor Li is joking."
Xuan Du shook his head and said, although he was still a little worried, he didn't ask any more questions.
Just pay more attention in the future.
Now is not the time to say that.
As for fellow Buddhists, it is even more impossible to help trace the origin of magical powers.
Zen Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism are incompatible.
"Two masters, now, should we talk about the deal?"
Li Daoqiang still smiled politely.
The test was over and his strength was completely confirmed.
He didn't want to waste any more time.
Xuancheng and Xuandu's expressions darkened, and Xuandu Amitabha said calmly: "Donor Li, in that case, the poor monk should speak out."
"Please." Li Daoqiang extended his hand to signal.
"We have two conditions. First, Donor Li will never mention this matter again in his life.
Second, the price is too high and I can’t afford it, so I need to subtract some. "Xuan Du said directly.
"There is no problem with the first condition. This is part of the deal. Although I, Li Daoqiang, am a robber, I am also trustworthy.
As soon as the deal was done, I completely forgot about it.
No one else will know this from me except you. "Li Daoqiang affirmed unhurriedly.
After a pause, he said sternly: "As for the second condition, the master is joking. People who are wise don't tell secrets. All smart people know how much wealth the Shaolin Temple has.
I, Li Daoqiang, love money most in my life, and secondly love women.
I don't want Shaolin martial arts to be the foundation of the temple. I just want some external things. Master, don't bargain. "
Xuandu shook his head and said calmly and firmly: "Whether Donor Li believes it or not, it is difficult for Shaolin to come up with 100 million taels of silver."
"What do you mean, Master?" Li Daoqiang frowned slightly, his tone somewhat displeased.
"Twenty million taels of silver, thirty million taels of property, and four Shaolin special skills." Xuandu said seriously.
"No, I don't want the industry or Shaolin's unique skills, I just want money." Li Daoqiang's tone dropped, and he was extremely sure.
Xuan Du shook his head and said in a calm tone: "Shaolin gold and silver are limited. Once a large amount of property is sold off, it will definitely attract attention for a long time.
I don’t know what will happen then. One hundred million taels of silver is absolutely impossible. "
Li Daoqiang's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "This is a problem that you should solve, it has nothing to do with me."
"Amitabha, Donor Li, you and I both want to conclude this deal as soon as possible. If it continues to be delayed, it will not be good for us.
We have already shown our sincerity, so why does Donor Li need to force us? "Xuan Du sighed, showing his sincerity.
Li Daoqiang snorted lightly and said coldly: "When I do business, Li Daoqiang pays attention to fairness and justice. One hundred million taels of silver is already a preferential price.
The world knows how rich Shaolin is, so why should we cry about poverty here? "
"Donor Li has a deep misunderstanding of Shaolin. The poor monk explained that the benefactor may not believe it either, but we really can't come up with the 100 million taels of silver.
If the donor really wants to make a deal, show sincerity. "Xuandu said solemnly.
“The sincerity of our leader is already sufficient, now it’s time for Shaolin to show his sincerity.
Don't fool the owner of this village with 30 million yuan in property and four unique skills.
Although the village owner is poor, he is not easily fooled. "Li Daoqiang's tone was a bit colder, and he claimed that he had changed.
Xuandu and the two frowned, and Li Daoqiang's attitude was more determined than expected.
And he actually dared to say he was poor.
In this short period of time, with his sudden rise, his strength at the level of a peerless powerhouse, and his unscrupulous behavior, how much money has he extorted!
(Chapter 2, thank you for your support.)
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