Chapter 228 Three Feet in Front of You, Invulnerable to All Forces
"Amitabha!"
"My little friend can become a purple-level pagoda at this age. He has a deep Buddha heart and is destined to be my Buddha..."
In the corridor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sweeping monk returned a salute to Xu Xin and looked at him with a very different look.
The smile on Xu Xin's face faded and he said calmly: "Master, it's not polite for you to speak like this. I am a lustful person and have no interest in becoming a monk!"
The sweeping monk solemnly said: "Amitabha, donor, the Buddha is in your heart, whether you become a monk or not is just a formality..."
"Is it!"
Xu Xin whispered, as if talking to himself.
He and the sweeper stood looking at each other outside the corridor. Everything around them seemed to fall into dead silence, and time seemed to have stopped.
Xu Xin's vision was slightly absent-minded, as if he was trapped in boundless darkness, and the dark eyes of the sweeping monk opposite him were like two black holes, and everything around him seemed to originate from him in the end.
"call!"
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Xin let out a breath of turbid air, and his whole person seemed to be completely new. He looked at the world around him again, and everything seemed to be different.
He found that the world in front of him had changed, becoming more vivid and clearer than before.
Xu Xin originally saw mountains as mountains and water as water. Now Xu Xin sees mountains as mountains and water as water. In his eyes, the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth seem to be manifested by countless "qi". It seems that he only needs to lightly With just one touch, the "qi" of heaven and earth can be dispersed, and mountains can be broken.
Of course, he knew in his heart that this was just an illusion. He had only gained some insight into the nature of the world, and it was easier to break through the mountains!
"Master is in a good state!"
Xu Xin went to see the sweeping monk again and couldn't help but sigh.
The only characteristic of this monk is that he is old. He seems to have half his foot in the coffin. He is thin and weak, as if a gust of wind can blow him down, and the wrinkles on his face can catch flies.
But at this time, in his eyes, the old monk became more and more extraordinary, just like a tree or a stone standing in the mountain, harmonious and harmonious, as if it had been there forever.
“The donor can see through the illusion, that’s because you have deep wisdom!”
The old sweeping monk put his hands together and said that Xu Xin was able to get inspiration from him and improve his realm. Don't dare to think about it.
At this moment, there was a muffled crackling sound in the Sutra Pavilion, as if something had been smashed, and there was the sound of gold and iron falling to the ground. Then Qiao Feng's voice was heard again, and he said solemnly: "Kill How can the mother's great hatred be regarded as a business transaction..."
Xu Xin and the sweeping monk heard clearly the cause and effect as soon as their thoughts came to their minds. It was Murong Bo who wanted to make a deal with Xiao Yuanshan's Qiao Feng and his son with his own life, so he killed them at the slightest opportunity. Qiao Feng cooperated with Jiumozhi to launch a war against the Song Dynasty, causing chaos in the world.
Murong Bo did this, naturally for his so-called dream of "reviving the Yan Dynasty". The world was in chaos, which gave Murong Fu an opportunity to raise troops.
Murong Bo's proposal made Xiao Yuanshan, who was bent on revenge, very tempted. He had been very hostile to the people of the Central Plains since his wife's death, but Qiao Feng was unwilling to agree. After some debate, Xiao Yuanshan also regained a little sense, and several people were interested. Hands-on trend.
"That's good, that's good! Master Xiao has a kind heart. He has the heart of a Bodhisattva to think of all the people in the world."
At this time, the sweeping monk opposite Xu Xin spoke. The old voice came into the Sutra Pavilion, and several people inside were shocked.
They are all the best masters in the world. Although they never lower their voices when speaking, they are also sure that no one notices anyone outside the window, which is very scary.
"who is it?"
Murong Fu's voice sounded, and then there was a bang. With one palm, he knocked out the two long windows and landed on your Excellency. The two people in the corridor outside the window were also discovered by the five people in the pavilion.
When Qiao Feng, Murong Fu and the other five people saw Xu Xin there, they were all shocked. Then they looked at the sweeping monk with different eyes. They only had one thought in their minds: "Shaolin is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"
Several of them have experienced Xu Xin's power personally. They can move mountains with their hands and turn rocks with their palms.
The four top masters, Qiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo and Jiumozhi, joined forces, but they could barely take one of his moves and continued to fight. It was only a matter of time before the four of them were killed by him one by one.
It's understandable that such a master would lurk around them without being discovered. Looking at Xu Xin's attitude towards the sweeping monk, we can tell that this man must also be a master, and a magical figure who can break through mountains and climb to the top?
"Master, are you ready to do something?"
Xu Xin spoke again, still facing the sweeping monk, without even looking at the five people in the Sutra Pavilion.
"Amitabha!"
The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and saluted. His message had been conveyed to Xu Xin, hoping that he would not interfere with his next affairs.
At this moment, bursts of hurried footsteps came. It turned out that the Shaolin monks were looking for traces and found the Sutra Pavilion. First, there were two Shaolin monks of the Xuan generation, Xuan Yin and Xuan Sheng, and other Shaolin monks. Then there were the Shenshan monks. , Shenyin, Daoqing, Guanxin and other foreign eminent monks.
The monks were very surprised to see Xiao Yuanshan and his son, Murong Bo and his son, and Jiumozhi all in the pavilion, while Xu Xin and an unfamiliar old monk were talking in the corridor outside the pavilion.
"Master, I only believe in my own fists. I went to Shaolin today just to see the power of the black-level pagoda."
"The younger generation, Xu Qingfeng, came here specially to learn from me. I'm divided between superior and inferior..."
Xu Xin took action decisively before he finished speaking. He struck out with an earth-shattering "Shocking Hundred Miles" palm, and the purple mad dragon bombarded the sweeping monk.
Dazzling purple light filled everyone's sight, and the sky was filled with purple light. Everyone present, including Qiao Feng and other "Four Heavenly Dragons", felt suffocated.
Xu Xin's Purple-Level Pagoda is an innate achievement, and it is all innate purple energy. The purple energy palm power spreads through the air, and the overwhelming palm power sweeps across everything.
However, just when the monstrous purple air spread to three feet away from the old monk sweeping the floor, it seemed to encounter an extremely soft but extremely hard barrier. After a few soft "chichichichi" sounds, the purple light could not get close to him. The first three feet.
Three feet in front of you, invulnerable to all forces!
The sweeping monk's methods are really amazing!
"Amitabha, Buddha is a good place. Donors should not act recklessly and ignorantly."
When the old sweeping monk spoke, he just closed his palms like this, and a force seemed to turn into an invisible high wall. The purple-qi mad dragon hit the wall with overwhelming palm force, but it gradually collapsed. , disappeared without a trace, disappeared into the invisible.
"Master is so capable! But it's not enough!"
Xu Xin's eyes gradually became sharp, there was a loud commotion inside and outside the Sutra Pavilion, and everyone's breathing became heavy. Everyone knew that Xu Xin's next move would definitely be an earth-shattering move.