After finishing his lecture, he turned his eyes to the nun and said: "Your Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen sect are both known as the two holy places in the martial arts world, and you call yourself the leader of the righteous path. You even said: Whenever the Central Plains is in troubled times, , he sent out his disciples to find the true emperor and bring order to the world."
Fan Qinghui looked at him and said calmly: "But in troubled times, it is the common people who often suffer. I, the Buddha, are so compassionate. How can Cihang Jingzhai sit idly by and ignore it!"
Xuanzai smiled and said: "You are very brave to choose the emperor on behalf of heaven."
Fan Qinghui shouted the Buddha's name with one hand and said: "Amitabha, please give me advice!"
Ranyi said calmly: "Who is Heaven? Where is Heaven? Have you seen Heaven? Can you know its face? Can you hear that Heaven has granted imperial power to Li Shimin?"
Fan Qinghui said slowly: "Nature naturally refers to the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is compassionate. Our Buddhist sect chooses the emperor for the way of heaven to show mercy."
Randomly said: "Then you ask it to come down and meet me."
Fan Qinghui was stunned, shook his head and sighed: "It seems that the donor does not understand the way of heaven."
Ran Ran laughed dumbly and said: "The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. To choose the emperor on behalf of Heaven, you have such a big Buddhist tone and have little skills, are you worthy to replace the way of Heaven? I am not in a hurry to kill you, but Cihang Jingzhai I will definitely step down."
Fan Qinghui's heart froze, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
"Amitabha!"
After four mouthfuls of Buddhist sounds, four more monks came.
The first person, whose age seems to be invisible at first glance, has a pair of white eyebrows that hang down past his ears, and a long beard that covers his bulging belly. His eyes are inherently radiant, but his face is like a baby's, white and rosy, giving him a youthful look.
The second one has a tall and straight body, a high and wide forehead, black and shiny eyebrows, and a slender face. He has a compassionate and kind appearance, giving people a kind and amiable feeling.
The third person, holding a Zen staff, is tall and long, has an elegant temperament, is tall and powerful, and has a white beard and eyebrows.
The fourth person has a wrinkled face and a face like a rotten tree, but his eyes are clear, his body is strong, and he carries a long cloth bag on his back.
The four monks chanted the Buddha's chant in the same tone, but their tones were different. They were soft, loud, powerful, and hoarse. The four sounds in one sound were like evening drums and morning bells, vibrating the entire palace road, seeming to wake up illusions and make people wake up from dreams.
The four monks made introductions one by one: "The poor monk, Daoxin, Wisdom, Emperor's Heart, Jiaxiang, has met the donor!"
Ranran said confidently: "You also have something to say?"
Jiaxiang said in his low and hoarse voice, but his words were clear and resounding: "Why is the donor so stubborn?"
Dao Xin also spoke slowly: "My Buddha is merciful. As long as the donor can let go of it, I, the Buddhist sect, will let it go. In the future, as long as the donor does not interfere in the world's affairs, we will never disturb the donor's peace."
He shook his head and said with a smile: "I have long said that no matter who it is, no matter how many people want to kill Ren, they can do it anytime and anywhere. Whether it is pursued or disturbed, Ren doesn't care."
Di Xin said coldly: "Since the donor is stubborn, no wonder I waited."
Wisdom suddenly shouted: "The Buddha has the angry-eyed Vajra, and he will subjugate the demons today."
The four monks are the four saints of Buddhism. In the early years, the four of them had taken action to capture the evil king Shi Zhixuan. After Shi Zhixuan heard about the four of them, he came far away in shock. From this, we can see the power of the four of them. When the four monks stood still, they were integrated into one body. They really had the spirit of conquering the enemy without fighting. They were perfect and flawless, with no gaps to be found.
They must be a "Buddha Formation", and their movements are murderous.
Emperor Xin shouted loudly, and he didn't know when the Zen staff had arrived in his hand. At the same time, it rolled up and came to any place in front of the sky, and even swept the staff down. Daoxin walked out with him, secretly holding the golden wheel seal, and came straight A punch came out; Jiaxiang's eyes suddenly opened, his energy was strong, and he stepped forward, channeling the true energy in his body into his palms; Wisdom was originally motionless, but suddenly his skinny right hand stretched forward, and his body shape suddenly Sweeping quickly, the palm position suddenly changes, the four fingers are bent inwards, and the index finger points towards the center of the person's eyebrows.
Although the four of them took action at the same time, they were also in sequence, and they were still divided into those who came first and those who came last.
The Emperor's Heart Zen Staff was raised high, as if it were an uncontrollable object. The Zen head made various sharp sounds in his hand, like a golden dragon taking a pearl. When this Zen was struck, it had the vitality of Buddhism and the Gang Qi of Zen.
There is evil hidden in it, which is a mysterious, unfathomable, indestructible and unstoppable evil spirit.
Faced with the stick at his head, Ran Yi finally moved. He used it lightly and flicked it, and Emperor Xin's expression suddenly changed.
This flow is like a river flowing into the sea. The power of God is fully displayed and cannot be controlled at all. And with a flicker, it seemed like thousands of mountains were overlapping, and the peaks were moving, and no one could stop it.
And with one flick and one flick, all the force drew an arc in the air, turned around halfway, walked around quickly, and flew away.
Emperor Xinren was thrown away with his Zen staff, and Daoxinquan also arrived.
Any hand came out of Yunxiu and turned into a finger in response to the punch; the finger was neither sharp nor sharp, and the finger was very slow to move out, but it was seen that the finger had already shown the tranquility of Zen, and the force of the finger came out At the tip of his finger, its power is like that of the King of Immortality, nothing can shake it.
One finger leads to a secluded place, where a winding path leads to a secluded place.
The fingers and fists struck each other hard, and the force of the shock caused Dao Xin to scream miserably, "How to come, how to go."
As soon as he left, Jiaxiang came back again. With one wrong move of his palms, he was instantly erratic and unstoppable, and had the power of thunder and power to dominate the world.
You can arbitrarily close your fingers into fists and punch them with the palm of your hand...
There are no words to describe the power and speed of this punch. It was a punch without any tricks, as if it was just an improvisation. The fist struck as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.
The two poles met, but the power of the fist broke up the strength of the palm. Jiaxiang wanted to withdraw his palm and retreated, but the force penetrated the human bones and the person flew backwards.
The sharp energy has reached the center of his eyebrows, and the wise monk finally strikes with his last finger.
Pop out any five fingers and form a fist into a palm. His gesture is soft and graceful, just like picking flowers from branches. No matter how powerful, solid or tough things are, they will become like flowers and leaves on the branches in his palm. Fragile.
With one hand, mountains and seas can rise, and with one hand, thunder can rise from the sand.
The extremely sharp finger strength was crushed, and even the fingers were cut to the ground by this palm.
Wisdom can only retreat!
The four holy monks took action at the same time. Their original intention was to use the killing array to find flaws in the ascendant. But no one could have imagined that there would be no chance for them to back up. The four holy monks besieged one person, but no one could survive a move. After just one flick, one finger, one punch, and one palm, the four monks were defeated. How could they be in the ascendant?
Knowing that no one in the world can be the opponent of the devil when fighting alone, but now the four monks work together and are still defeated, what else can they do?
In the dead silence, Ning Daoqi sighed: "The martial arts of a single step is inferior to that of a poor Taoist!"
Ranyi said calmly: "It's not as good as it is."
Ning Daoqi still sighed: "No wonder you look down on the world so much."
Ranyi nodded slightly and said calmly: "How can you ask me to take a high look?"
Ning Daoqi also nodded in recognition, turned his eyes to the east, and said loudly: "Does Your Majesty still want to be a spectator?"
The so-called "Venerable" naturally refers to Bi Xuan, the "Martial Master" who roamed the prairie for no reason and has been famous for decades.
