As soon as a ray of morning light broke through the sky, He An had already gotten up, washed himself with cold water, and played Suiyun Sanshou twice in the living room. This was a habit he had developed since he was a child, following his uncle He Kui's martial arts practice, which had been rainy and windy.
Fan Dazhi was still sleeping with his head covered under the quilt. Not only did he snore loudly, but he also grinded his teeth, farted, and talked in his sleep at night. He An shook his head helplessly and opened the door gently.
The air outside was fresh and refreshing, with green leaves rustling on the trees, green grass underground, and dew. After walking for a short time, his trousers became wet. Along the path of Zhixingyuan, He An came to the back mountain again.
The collapsed attic in the back hill has been completely demolished, several broken towering trees have been cleared, and the gully has been filled and leveled, turning into a flat open space.
He An also did not expect that the last time he successfully used the "Immortal Killing Finger", it would cause such a big noise, not only alarming the head of the hospital, but also causing a mess in the back mountain.
However, when the head of the hospital understood the reason, he didn't mean to blame him at all. He just patted him on the shoulder, laughed, and left.
It seems that this skill is too overbearing, but I don't dare to use it easily anymore. If I can't stop it and destroy other buildings of Zhixingyuan, I'm afraid it will not end well. He An thought in his mind, circulated the Danji Qi, and began to practice the "Hunyuan Ruyi Zhuang".
He An practiced hard in the secret room of Zhixingyuan for three months, and the meridians in his body were different from ordinary people. In addition, he practiced the Jingshen Finger, and the amount of energy he absorbed from the world was amazing. The true energy in the Danji was like a full pool of water the moment he breathed. , full and ready to overflow.
He An calmed down, raised his hand to the sky, and struck out with the "Shocking Finger".
The true energy was surging, and a turbulent air flow like a wave suddenly passed through the air. Wherever it passed, the clouds were turbulent and endless, and a trace of air in the sky could not be closed for a long time.
The full amount of Qi in He An Danji was almost exhausted by this finger, but as he breathed in and out, it was quickly replenished in a moment.
Feeling the unspeakable joy in his chest, He An couldn't help but jump up and hit a few more Suiyun Sanshou moves.
He has always been diligent and has an extremely solid foundation. Recently, he feels that there are faint signs of a breakthrough.
At this moment, a scream came from the crown of a big tree not far away.
A figure fell to the ground like a leaf.
He An stopped and looked intently.
I saw a monk with shabby monk robes and calm eyes walking slowly towards him. The golden morning sun shone on his body, making him halo. There seemed to be a halo of light behind his head, and he looked solemn.
"Amitabha, what's wrong with the donor?"
The monk chanted the Buddha's name and asked.
"Master, do you recognize me?" He An couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Seeing that the monk didn't seem to have any hostility, his body relaxed.
"Little monk Yang Duo, I have long admired the name of the benefactor. The benefactor is worthy of being the number one person in Zhixingyuan!"
The monk clasped his palms together and bowed to He An.
"He An is just an ordinary disciple. There are countless people in Zhixing Academy who are better than me. Master is so complimentary!"
Seeing that the monk was very respectful, He An also clasped his fists and returned the courtesy.
"The donor's true energy is full, his divine light is restrained, and his cultivation has reached the Mahayana realm. Just that finger..."
The monk shook his head and said: "Although the young monk doesn't know what the technique is, he can tell that it is a unique skill that has never been seen before!"
"I wonder if Master...what advice do you have?"
The monk in front of him didn't look like an ordinary monk, and he appeared in the back mountain of Zhixingyuan, which made He An a little confused.
"The young monk has traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers to come here. Please give me your teachings without hesitation!"
After Yang Duo finished speaking, he put his palms together and looked solemn.
He slept on the tree in front of the house last night. He An and Fan Dazhi came back very late. They were afraid of surprising the other people in Zhixingyuan who were resting. They tiptoed back to the room. Young monk Yang Duo was too sleepy and unexpectedly came back. Didn't notice.
Before dawn, Yang Duo was so noisy by Fan Dazhi's loud snoring that he could no longer sleep. He helplessly rubbed two leaves and plugged his ears to feel better.
After finally waiting until dawn, He An walked out of the room, and Yang Duo followed him from a distance, hiding in the tree canopy to watch him practice, until He An used the Finger of Shock, and the little monk couldn't help but show up to challenge him.
"I have never met the master and have nothing to do with him. Why should I do this?"
He An was unhappy that the other party actually wanted to spar with him, his face suddenly darkened, and he turned to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, the monk stepped in front of He An and blocked the way.
He An's eyes flashed, and a bright bald head appeared in front of him in an instant. He didn't notice the other person's movements at all, and his heart was trembling.
The two of them were only a few inches apart, and Yang Duo slapped a palm with a soft wind, hitting He An's chest directly.
He An Suiyunsan turned his hands at will, raised his arms, bent his elbows, turned around and floated several feet away.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows.
This process is very short, just a moment.
Twenty seconds is only one moment, and twenty seconds is just a snap of a finger. A moment is impermanent, and it is really short to the extreme.
"Amitabha, the donor is truly amazing!"
The young monk Yang Duo looked at He An, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and his body turned into a faint shadow, approaching again.
"Master, why do you have to push me so hard?"
He An got angry and jumped up, placing his toes on the tree trunk and flying up like a white crane soaring into the sky.
"The young monk has long admired the elegance of Zhixingyuan, and is willing to give up this stinky skin and use martial arts to prove the Tao!"
I saw the little monk chanting the Buddha's name, clasping his palms together, and his vitality surged, like a dragon elephant. He An's body stagnated in mid-air, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, this little monk turned out to be so unreasonable.
He took a deep breath, and the energy in his dantian circulated, suddenly filling his whole body, and he punched out with a bang.
A powerful and unparalleled punch, the wind of the fist carried countless energy and shot out, and the lush leaves on the branches were stabbed to pieces and fell with a rustle.
Among the falling leaves, the fist hit the young monk like thunder. He An only used 50% of his strength in this punch.
Yang Duo felt the terrifying energy in that fist, and his face was extremely solemn. His eyebrows were raised like a silkworm, and a white lotus flashed faintly between his eyebrows.
His figure is also like a lotus, standing in the morning breeze, spotless. A palm like glass reaches out, and the light suddenly shines.
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The window of Zhixing Pavilion was opened, and Wei Zhilin, who noticed the violent fluctuations of vitality in the back mountain, leaned out, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and his face was moved: "A body without stains?"
"Brother, what is the origin of this little bald man? Let me go and meet him!"
Cheng Ziya said that he was about to fly out, but was stopped by Wei Zhilin: "This young monk is actually an extremely rare innate body in the Buddhist sect. His future achievements will be limitless. He seems to have no ill intentions. He probably wants to challenge me, a disciple of Zhixingyuan. , let the little guys deal with it on their own!"
"Snapped……"
He An and Yang Duo shook their bodies and each took a few steps back.
Yang Duo made a secret with one palm, her arms trembling slightly.
He An's true energy turned into a spiral energy and penetrated the meridians of his arm along the palm of his hand, causing unbearable pain like a knife twisting him.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the diamond vanquishes the devil!"
Yang Duo shouted angrily, the vitality of heaven and earth surged, the soil underground surged and cracked, and with a click, an armored warrior emerged.
This vajra warrior is majestic, his whole body is made of soil, his legs are not yet formed, he wears a five-leaf crown on his head, his face is lifelike, with protruding angry eyes, wide mouth and fangs, a necklace is knotted on the chest, and hangs in three strands on the abdomen , two feet tall, with gnarled muscles, holding a nine-section steel whip, and suddenly hit He An.
"The Buddhist earth-based skills can actually condense the Dharma?"
He An secretly marveled. Without any time to think, he flew to avoid Vajra Warrior's attack. The nine-section whip made of clay hit the tree. The big tree broke suddenly, and the branches and leaves swayed with astonishing power.
"Oh! This is so fun!"
He An was about to use the "Shocking Finger" when a voice suddenly sounded.
I saw Fan Dazhi with disheveled hair, shoes on his feet, and a swollen belly. He walked over, picked at the eye mucus in the corners of his eyes, raised his head and admired: "Oh... Xiao An, this Vajra Warrior looks like the real thing, it's earth type. The technique can be played like this, why didn’t I think of it?”
The Vajra Warrior's legs were buried in the soil, rooted in the earth, and seemed to have endless power. He twisted his body, chased He An, and whipped him again.
Fan Dazhi made a seal with his palms on his chest and quickly made a strange gesture.
The breeze was blowing quickly, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and white mist suddenly filled the air and condensed into substance.
A gray Vajra warrior appeared out of thin air. He was two feet tall, wore a five-leaf crown, had a wide mouth and fangs, and his eyes were wide open. The same necklace was knotted on the chest, with three strands hanging down on the abdomen. The muscles were knotted, and he held a hand. The same nine-section steel whip hits the earth-sculpted vajra warrior.
"boom"--
The two steel whips struck each other, their bodies collided, and the gray warrior turned into little brilliance and dissipated.
The earth warrior turned into a pile of soil and fell to the ground.
Yang Duo was shocked. He turned around and saw a fat man under the tree, looking at him with a smile.
The two looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time: "Is it you?"
"Master, how many copper coins did you get from alms yesterday? Why don't you get it quickly?"
Fan Dazhi stretched out his hands and smiled brightly.
"I didn't expect that the donor could be so powerful despite his hidden secrets!"
Yang Duo recognized the fat man in front of him as the guy who deceived him on Zhuque Street yesterday.
The fat man's ability to "transform vitality into form" was so impressive that Yang Duo punched Fan Dazhi in the chest without any hesitation.
"Ouch... Why are you such a naughty person that you hit anyone you see? It was a waste of all the opportunistic chat I had with you yesterday!"
Fan Dazhi said, dodging left and right, avoiding the young monk's fierce attacks.
Yang Duo's punch was fierce, and he swung his fist into a palm. He missed the blow and turned his palm into a claw. Fan Dazhi's chest made a "stab" sound, and it split open, and several meat buns wrapped in oil paper rolled out.
A sudden punch hit Fan Dazhi firmly in the chest.
Yang Duo frowned.
This punch was like hitting an iron plate.
At the same time, with sharp eyes, he caught a glimpse of several golden Sanskrit characters flashing on the fat man's chest, then disappeared suddenly.
"Xuanwu Sutra?"
Yang Duo's heart was shaken. The impact of today's competition on his mind was too great.
First came He An's astonishing fingering skills, and then came the "Xuanwu Sutra" of this fat man with an unattractive appearance.
That is the supreme skill of the Buddhist sect that can be practiced to the extreme. It is invulnerable to water and fire, and can be protected by the Buddhas in the ten directions.
