Several young monks who were meditating in the lecture hall felt the sword intent in the courtyard. They immediately stood up and looked at the woman walking into the garden. They were a little surprised, but they were not panicked or afraid.
Seven or eight people quietly moved their magic spells, ready to form magic seals at any time, thinking indifferently that this woman dared to come to the door, she was really going to die.
These people were outside Lingyin Temple that day and did not see Yangliu draw his sword. They just heard from hearsay and thought that the leader was killed by her because he was seriously injured.
They had no idea how they could be Yang Liu's opponent with their level of cultivation.
Du Cheng knew what happened that day, and the person who could kill the leader must not be a weak woman.
Therefore, Du Cheng's whole body was tense and he did not dare to be careless at all. He stared at the other party without saying a word.
Yang Liu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Did you say you wanted to put me into a Buddhist cave?"
Looking at the tall monk in front of him, who was somewhat calm and self-proclaimed, Yang Liu didn't know why, but he felt an inexplicable boredom in his heart.
It's as if he is born to despise those monks.
Watanagi stood up. He didn't know why this woman came out of prison, but now that she was here, she naturally had more reasons to take action.
"Okay, the old monk thought you were hiding in the Discipline Hall, so it's not easy to take action. Since you want to die, then go die."
After the words fell, Du Cheng bent down and bent his knees, taking a step forward.
Only a roar was heard.
A tornado suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
The tornado left a long mark on the flat ground and suddenly hit the front.
The woman in front also showed no sign of weakness.
Yangliu rushed forward, and a pale white finger bone appeared on the long sword.
boom!
The two collided in the middle of the courtyard, and the strong impact caused the surrounding flowerbeds and vegetation to shatter instantly and shoot out in all directions.
Yang Liu disappeared strangely, then appeared behind Du Cheng in the blink of an eye, and was struck down with another sword.
Du Cheng blocked with both hands in front of him, determined to resist the sword.
A violent blast of explosive air erupted in the air, transformed into a body shape and moved forward rapidly, then suddenly suspended in the air, and drew a mysterious mark in the air with his right hand.
boom!
The mark collided directly with the willow sword in a crushing manner.
This time, Yang Liu was beaten back several steps.
Du Cheng looked at the woman in front of him and said disdainfully: "I am very curious. Senior Brother Du Zhen has been in the upper three realms for hundreds of years. If there is anyone in the world who can kill him with one sword, except you, the head of Dao Sect, and the Lord of Qingdi City , no one can do it, and with your current level of cultivation, it is even more impossible."
Yangliu remained silent.
After she came out of Lingshan, everyone said that she killed the leader of the Lingyin Temple Lecture Hall, even Huike thought so.
And Shen Yu, who knew the truth of the matter, disappeared again, and Yang Liu was unwilling to explain.
Just kill him, there is nothing to say.
When Du Cheng saw that she was silent, his face was gloomy. The reincarnation of Patriarch Miaohua was not a disciple of Buddhism.
But none of this matters.
Lingyin Temple needs a reason.
"Jianjiu, the wind rises, the dragon snake." A subtle murmur sounded from the ground.
Watanagi's pupils suddenly shrank.
A black dragon measuring tens of feet long appeared out of thin air and rushed toward Watari.
Du Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he swung his hands in front of his chest in mid-air, and his two arms were completely covered by golden light.
Then he struck a palm.
The palm gesture was unremarkable, only bringing up a breeze.
The black dragon collided with the palms, and countless brilliant lights bloomed in the sky.
"Hmph, how could a little girl who has never even entered the upper three realms have the courage to break into my lecture hall? If it weren't for the mercy of my Buddha, how could I have allowed you to live until now."
Du Cheng said solemnly.
Boom! The black dragon was shattered by two palms for several years, and then disappeared into thin air.
The next moment, the woman struck down from the sky with a majestic sword intent.
Ding!
Du Cheng's figure suddenly shook, and a corner of his Zen clothes was cut off instantly by the sword energy.
"Unbridled!" Du Cheng roared suddenly, turned his palm into a fist, and struck forward suddenly.
Like a swimming dragon, it rises in surprise.
Those sword shadows that filled the sky instantly dispersed under the impact of this punch. The powerful punch did not stop at all and hit the woman's shoulder directly.
puff!
The willow flew out and hit the courtyard screen wall hard. .Ь.
She struggled to get up and leaned against the wall, covering her shoulder with her right hand. The blood at the corner of her mouth dyed her clothes red.
The level gap is too big.
The two of them were in the realm of fugue and bodhisattva, and their years of cultivation were far apart. Yang Liu couldn't think of any way to hurt him.
Du Cheng did not take action, but looked at the woman in front of him quietly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Why hasn't Miaohua's spiritual thought appeared yet? From the beginning to the end, Ducheng was looking for Miaohua, because he knew the truth of that day, and only Miaohua had the ability to kill the leader with one sword.
The woman in front of him is just her body.
But now, Du Cheng knew very well that as long as he punched again, the woman would definitely die.
Miaohua did not appear in this life and death situation, which made him feel a little confused.
Dozens of monks in the lecture hall were excited when they saw this scene.
Those low-level disciples who knew the woman's identity were even more shocked.
In their opinion, only practitioners with outstanding talents can achieve this by resisting in the Immortal Movement Stage and becoming immortal with one punch.
What's more, it's a woman's body.
Yang Liu held the long sword in his right hand and stood up slowly.
"I thought that the Bodhisattva realm was equivalent to that of Master Daoxuan. It seems that I still look up to you."
Yang Liu's face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he said calmly: "There are differences in the same realm. Although your realm is high, your combat power is too weak."
"And I'm not weak either."
Yang Liu recited a sentence silently,
The next moment, a black-yellow light completely erupted from his body, and his aura instantly broke through the realm of divine movement.
There is one yin and one yang combined into two souls.
Afterwards, the heaven and earth erupted into violent shocks.
Like cicadas transforming, like cocoons turning into butterflies, golden flowers fall from the sky, and golden lotuses rise from the ground.
Go to the three realms and overcome the calamity realm.
Du Cheng looked at the extraordinary scene in front of him with disbelief on his face.
He had heard of people breaking through realms overnight, but he had never heard of anyone being able to break through several realms in one breath.
And there are several big realms.
Although the other monks came from the Holy Land, it was even more difficult for them to understand such things that broke common sense.
Why does this happen in the world?
...
In a large hall in the distance, Monk Duwan could naturally know more. Looking at this scene, he admired and said: "Master Miaohua actually exists in this way. That woman's physique is indeed worthy of the body of an earthly immortal. "
Huike looked calm and said: "When you encounter the strong, you become strong; when you encounter the weak, you become weak. That woman is a disciple of the Dao Sect and comes from the Yuan Temple. I heard that a hundred years ago, Master Dao Yan obtained a mountain peak in the far west. Come to think of it, then Women are the spirits of the mountains.”
Monk Duwan nodded slightly and sighed: "The prosperity of the Taoist sect is not a good thing for our Buddhist sect. Just look at this woman. Apart from you, who among the younger generation of our Buddhist sect can rival her."
Huike thought for a while and said seriously: "Uncle Master, it's time for the dispute between our Buddhist sect to end."
Hearing this, Monk Duwan's eyes burst out with a ray of light, and his sight passed over countless green mountains, all the way to the east.
Lingyin Temple is not the only Buddhist sect. Countless years ago, it was the most powerful force in Lingyinhuang.
Even if it is the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm, Buddhism will not give in too much.
But in the most prosperous period, the Taoist ancestor left Xiaguan in the west and left behind a disciple. From then on, the destiny of Buddhism was divided into two.
Practice the Mahayana method in Lingshan, Xizhou.
The land of Dongzuzhou
Hinayana method.
Buddhism has differences, and so do people. In Dongzuzhou, there is also a Buddhist holy place that is no worse than Lingyin Temple.
At this time, the younger generation of disciples in Taoism appeared like mushrooms after rain, and now that Huike had emerged from Buddhism, no one could compete with them.
That’s why Huike mentioned it.
The dispute between Buddhism and Buddhism must be over. Xiu Shuzhu
The gentle breeze blows up the cassock of the monk Duwan, as if the sound of Buddha is ringing in Lingshan.
The current leader of Lingyin Temple stood up slowly and said calmly: "When things here are over, you can go east to Zuzhou and deliver a letter for me."
Huike nodded.
...
The spiritual energy in the courtyard has gone from violent at the beginning to stable now.
Du Cheng has regained his composure.
This monk who has been practicing in Lingshan since he was a child and hates evil has seen many strange things in his life, and he even walked through Central Continent with his senior brother.
There were two people like this in his impression when he was young.
First, in Qingdi City, that guy named Song Nu appeared out of nowhere.
The other one is in Daozong.
There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, and there are so many geniuses.
But so what, could it be that we are afraid because the other person is a genius, and we shrink back because the other person is at a higher level than ourselves.
Practitioners go against heaven.
An invisible momentum spread from Du Cheng's whole body, and the gravel on the ground began to tremble slightly.
"Now that you have entered the upper three realms, I will not hold back any longer."
Du Cheng formed a complex mark on his hands and said in a deep voice: "No matter how you killed my senior brother that day, today, I will pay you back for my senior brother."
Yang Liu didn't say anything and just stepped out.
Su Mo once said that there are many people in the world that she can beat, and there are also many people that she cannot beat.
This does not depend on the opponent's level.
But it depends on her mood.
But now, Yang Liu felt angry for the first time.
Just like how she felt when her natal sword was destroyed at Cuizhu Peak.
The sky was originally cloudless, but now countless clouds suddenly gathered together.
The entire Lingshan Mountain was shrouded in darkness, and the next moment, there was a heavy rain.
In the wind and rain, the two figures disappeared at the same place.
Two rays of light flashed in the sky, collided with each other, and then separated as soon as they touched.
Bang bang bang!
Countless brilliant sparks were accompanied by the sound of collision.
Lingyin Temple disciples with weak realms could only see powerful thin lines and spiritual energy fluctuations that flickered in the air.
With the collision and separation of the two lights in the sky, various magical sword moves emerged one after another, and the countless monks in the lecture hall all looked excited.
"Uncle Master's one-finger Zen magic power is really profound. Every finger points out the weak points of the sword."
"That woman's sword moves seem a bit familiar."
"But that woman is able to persist until now thanks to my uncle's magical power, which is nothing short of remarkable."
During the field, the disciples argued.
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