"Amitabha."
Accompanied by a clear Buddha's name, Master Jiu strode out.
He cast his gaze on the more than 300 words condensed like ten thousand words, and felt that each word was as heavy as a mountain, and as elegant and sharp as a sword, giving people a feeling of majesty and sharpness.
From these three hundred words alone, Master Jiejie could tell that Yu Liancheng's fingering, swordsmanship, and calligraphy had reached an extremely advanced level.
"Everything with or without appearance is empty. Therefore, there is no appearance, and there is no illegal appearance..."
At first glance, these three hundred words seem to be an ordinary Buddhist scripture.
But if you think about it carefully, you can find that it contains extremely superb principles, with infinite philosophy and Zen flavor, and it seems to be connected with martial arts. However, it is difficult to say what it is specifically, giving people a sense of clarity but not clarity. The feeling of unfinished business.
"The three hundred words of Jade Benefactor are really profound and unfathomable. They are comparable to any of the unique skills of the inferior sect. The old monk bows to you." Master Jiejie watched for a long time and bowed towards Yulian City, with a hint of respect in his tone.
"Actually, this is just the general outline of martial arts. What can be understood is closely related to the viewer's talent and state of mind." Yu Liancheng stood tall with his hands behind his back, but he had an indescribable Zen feeling, which made people feel convinced without knowing it. .
Master Jiejie said with his hands together: "The Jade Donor is really gifted and has deep compassion. He is destined to be my Buddha. If he can escape into Buddhism, he will surely be able to save all sentient beings..."
Yu Liancheng has cut off his words: "My men have been stained with blood for no reason, and countless people have died in my hands. If I say that I have a fate with the Buddha, doesn't it mean that 'killing people to prove the truth' is the right path. The only way is to hold a butcher knife, Only then can I be qualified to put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?"
Master Jiejie smiled and said: "You are holding a butcher knife, but you have never killed innocent people indiscriminately. This is your compassion. If others had martial arts like you, I am afraid that the world would have already raised their swords and started killing, and blood would flow like rivers."
Yu Liancheng laughed dumbly and said: "I just have a bottom line, not to mention, in my opinion, this world is just a corner, I am too lazy to bother."
"A corner of the land?" Master Jiejie looked confused.
"Haha, why bother too much." Yu Liancheng laughed: "What I gained from the screen wall is far more than this summary of more than 300 words. Don't you want to take a look at it, Master Jie?"
"Please." Master Jiejie smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.
"Be careful." Yu Liancheng moved his fingers and grabbed Master Jiejie.
Under this grasp, there was a sense of great destruction and death, almost nothingness. Master Jie Jie, who faced this palm directly, had the feeling of walking alone on a dry land thousands of miles away, filled with white bones, extinguished all vitality, and everything returned to silence.
"Nirvana Grasp." Master Jiejie has extraordinary vision, and he recognized it at a glance as the "Nirvana Grasp" that Prajna Hall specializes in. Although the technique has changed, the charm within it cannot be erased.
It's just that the meaning of death in this claw has reached an unprecedented level, and even the elder Wu of Prajna Hall will never be able to bring it out.
Master Jiejie's figure is as steady as a mountain, the Bodhidharma power in his body is fully activated, and his robes are billowing.
With a dragon's roar, he stretched out his arms and claws, and his energy burst through the air, turning into phantoms and shrouding Yulian City. It was the "Shaolin Dragon Grip" that had been tempered for thousands of times and was known as an unbreakable skill.
boom! boom! boom!
The energy continued to explode, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already executed more than twenty moves.
Master Jiejie is the leader of the three Shaolin martial arts, and his martial arts skills are so high that he hardly thinks of anyone else.
But when he was fighting against Yu Liancheng, he felt irresistible and kept retreating.
It would be fine if the other party was using demonic kung fu, but Yu Liancheng was using Shaolin martial arts.
Nirvana Grasping, Phaseless Tribulation Finger, Bright Fist, Flower Nian Finger... various Buddhist martial arts are displayed in the hands of Yulian City. They are completely natural and have no traces. Every time they are used, there is a kind of sacredness. , solemn artistic conception, with magic power that penetrates the soul.
It turned out that in these fifteen days, Yu Liancheng had mastered Shaolin's unique skills and put his own profound imprint on them.
Nowadays, the general outline on the stone wall is used as the foundation to promote the unique skills of Buddhism. When each unique skill is displayed, its power is no less than that of the eminent Buddhist monks who have been immersed in this martial art for decades.
Just when Master Jie was retreating steadily, Yuliancheng suddenly stopped his offensive and said with a smile: "Master, what do you think of my practice of these seventy-two unique skills?"
"Amitabha." Master Jiejie sighed: "The old monk is indeed right. The jade donor is worthy of joining my Buddhist sect. If he is not born with Buddha nature, how can he master the unique skills of many sects."
"You are wrong again. The reason why I understood so quickly is because I am a genius, a true genius, a peerless genius that only happens once in four thousand years."
Yu Liancheng laughed and said: "Actually, no matter the general outline or the unique skills I used before, they still cannot escape the scope of the seventy-two unique skills. But in these fifteen days, what I really gained is They are two other self-created secret arts that are beginning to take shape."
His whole person exuded a majestic, vast and boundless aura, and his expression was solemn and solemn.
And under the influence of Master Jiejie, the opponent's figure suddenly grew taller and turned into a ten-foot-tall Buddha, with lowered eyebrows and nodding head. For a moment, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotuses surging from the ground.
At this moment, Master Jiejie actually felt like he wanted to bow down and worship. He hurriedly recited the Buddha's verses and gathered his mind before finally expelling this thought.
"Be careful."
Yu Liancheng shouted softly, and slowly pushed out his palm. The Buddha also slapped down Master Jiejie with his palm. The palm force was huge and boundless, and the air flow was like a hurricane.
Master Jie's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took a step forward, pointed his fingers towards the sky, pressed his skinny palms into the air, and the wind howled all over the sky.
Although the palm technique is powerful and the sword is fierce, there is also a feeling of sacrificing one's life for justice and compassion.
This is exactly what it is - the Great Compassion Palm.
The most authentic Great Compassion Palm.
Only a master like Yue, who has reached the pinnacle of Buddhism and martial arts, can use such a palm.
boom!
Separated by a distance of about ten feet, the two palms struck each other in the distance, and the energy suddenly exploded. The chaotic energy spread in all directions, and there was a lot of flying sand and rocks.
Master Jiejie's body shook a little, and a flush appeared on his face. After a long while, he finally calmed down his energy and blood, and said: "What a good palm technique. I wonder if this palm has a name?"
Yu Liancheng shook his head and said: "Originally, I wanted to call it 'Tathagata Divine Palm', but the power of this palm is still a bit short after all. I am worried about the name."
Master Jie said: "I wonder what the other secret skill is?"
"Okay, look carefully. This secret skill is the essence of the shadow wall. It's just that no one has been able to understand it. I got it by luck."
Having finished speaking, Yu Liancheng stood motionless with his hands behind his back.
Master Jie was on full alert and frowned, completely unaware of what Yu Liancheng was up to.
Suddenly, his pupils widened, as if in disbelief.
And on the hem of his trousers, there was a tear unknowingly.
Yu Liancheng's face suddenly turned a little pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he gasped: "How is it? Master Jiejie, can you see clearly?"
"This...how is this possible? Is it a cover-up trick of the Demon Cult, or have you really done this?" Master Jiejie's calm mind was broken, and his eyes were filled with incredible meaning.
Yuliancheng said: "That is the real secret of the screen wall."
Master Jie said: "How can Keren control the shadow? The old monk really can't believe it."
Yu Liancheng's face gradually returned to ruddy color: "For a warrior, practicing martial arts is to further develop one's own treasures and control every part of one's body. It is said that the world's number one killer, 'Kill without mercy', once killed people with soft hair. And the shadow is also As long as a part of our body can find a way, why can't it be moved freely?"
It turned out that at the previous moment, Yu Liancheng's shadow suddenly moved like lightning and cut Master Jiejie's trousers.
Just because the speed is so fast, people wonder if they saw it wrong.
But with Master Jie's eyesight and his full concentration, how could he possibly see it wrong?
Master Jiejie was still surprised and murmured to himself: "Manipulating shadows is simply beyond the scope of martial arts. It is more like myths and folklore."
Yu Liancheng exhaled a long breath and said: "Actually, with my extraordinary martial arts, in the eyes of ordinary people, wouldn't it be like a god? And at the end of the martial arts, how different is it from the magic of gods?"
The Master was silent in his heart.
Yuliancheng said: "Ancestor Bodhidharma has understood this method for a long time, but because this method requires a lot of mental energy and is difficult to understand, he left this method in the shadow wall for those who are destined to understand it."
Monk Jiejie looked at Yu Liancheng with bright eyes and said: "Jade Donor is a genius, why don't you join my Buddhist sect, you will inevitably..."
"You, a monk, really stay true to your profession. Goodbye." Yu Liancheng shook his head, unfolded his body skills, and turned into a ghost, which disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Looking at the direction in which Yulian City disappeared, Monk Jiejie sighed: "This Jade Benefactor is simply the descendant of the Buddha. He can solve the mystery of the shadow wall. It's a pity that he can't enter my Buddhist door. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
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There is a lake among the lush woods, and an exquisite and elegant hut is built on the shore. The flowers beside the house are in full bloom.
The owner of the hut is sitting on a piece of bluestone. She has a beautiful appearance. Her black hair is casually draped over her shoulders. She does not apply makeup, but she is as fresh as a lotus flower, unstained by the world.
It's not Liu Shengpiaoxu or someone else.
This place is not far from Songshan Mountain. Yulian City wants to visit the Shadow Wall, and there are many masters in Lin Temple. It is not convenient for her to hide in the monk's temple, so she lives here in seclusion.
Liu Shengpiaoxu placed a pair of white and smooth jade feet in the clear gurgling stream, kicking the water with her feet from time to time, humming a song softly in her cherry lips.
If anyone who knows her well sees her, their jaws will drop. The female warrior, who is usually vigorous and resolute, as cold as a snow-capped mountain, will actually have a childish side.
In other words, this is her true nature, but she has suppressed this naughty and restless side under the strict teachings of Tajima Mamoru Yagyu.
There seemed to be a crystal luster in Liu Sheng's Piaoxu eyes, as if he had remembered something, and the originally brisk song had a hint of melancholy.
She took out a piccolo from her arms and played it gently.
The sound of the flute is melodious and lingering, with a hint of sadness. It seems that a young girl full of love is complaining about why her lover has not come to see her for a long time.
Just as the flute sound was turning gracefully, a whistle suddenly sounded.
The sound of the whistle is melodious and moving, and it is also filled with a kind of strange magic power. As soon as people hear it, they can't help but cheer up and feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.
If the sound of the flute is like a dark cloud, this whistle is like the sunshine pouring down from the dark clouds, bright, warm and peaceful.
The sound of the flute is no longer sad and depressed, but becomes more melodious and bright.
The sound of the flute and the whistle blend together, giving a harmonious and natural feeling, as if they are integrated into the heaven and earth, and as if the heaven and earth are praising this wonderful sound.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the flute and the whistle fell silent at the same time.
Liu Shengpiaoxu had already seen Yu Liancheng, with a look of joy on her pretty face, and said crisply: "You have been to the Shaolin Temple for half a month, and if you don't come down, I thought you would become a monk."
Yu Liancheng swayed, sat next to her, and said with a smile: "Then you are going to be a nun. A monk and a nun are a perfect match."
"You think so beautifully, I don't care about you." Liu Shengpiaoxu snorted, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she said: "After half a month, what did you see on the screen wall? reward?"
Yu Liancheng played with her slender hands and said with a smile: "Of course there are many gains, let me tell you."
He read the insights on the screen wall one by one. Unfortunately, the martial arts concepts were too profound, and Liu Shengpiaoxu had never been exposed to Buddhist scriptures before, so he was confused and could not understand them.
After Yu Liancheng finished speaking, Liu Shengpiaoxu leaned on his shoulder and said in a lazy tone: "After reading the screen wall, what are you going to do?"
"Go back to the capital."
"What are you doing back in the capital? We just came out not long ago." Liu Shengpiaoxu asked in confusion.
Yu Liancheng said lightly: "According to the news I just received, the ten generals guarding the border entered the capital without permission. It seems that after the death of Cao Zhengchun, the Tiedan Shenhou finally couldn't sit still and prepared to plot to usurp the throne. This How could I not get involved in this kind of thing?"
Liu Sheng Piaoxu thought about it, but she raised her feet, a blush appeared on her pretty face, and said in a crisp voice: "Quickly put on my shoes, I want to go too."
"Okay." Yu Liancheng squatted down obediently and was about to put on her shoes and socks.
A cunning look flashed across Liu Sheng's beautiful face, and she kicked up water with her feet, splashing onto Yu Liancheng. Looking at his slightly dull look, the girl couldn't help but giggle, her laughter was like a silver bell.
Yu Liancheng was not angry and grabbed her weak, boneless ankle. Look at the ten slightly raised jade toes, as shiny as beads. He couldn't help but scratch her soles with his hands, which immediately made her smile again.
After giving Liu Sheng Piaoxu a good lesson, which made her cheeks red and begging for mercy, Yu Liancheng put her shoes and socks on, kissed her gently on the lips, and said with a smile: "Let's go to the capital. "
