Da Xia Ming Fei Zhen 31

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A ruined temple on the outskirts of the city.

It has been in disrepair and no one has taken care of it for a long time. The golden body of the Bodhisattva in the temple is made of clay sculpture and oil painting, but the advantage is that it is built tall and can hide the weight of two or three people.

Behind the golden body of the Bodhisattva lies a monk. His breath is weak, and gradually he breathes in more and breathes out less.

This monk looks to be over seventy years old. His skin is extremely white, and despite his advanced age, his skin is as smooth and tender as a baby's. The profound cultivation of internal strength is admirable.

His beard and eyebrows were all white, his face was pale at the moment, and his eyes were tightly closed. The most impressive thing was his frown.

It suited his appearance perfectly, as if it had nothing to do with the injury, and that was how it should be.

Among the sacred monks of the Kongzi generation in Shaolin Temple, the name of Master Kongzang is also widely circulated. This junior fellow disciple of Abbot Kong Kong of Shaolin lived in the mountain gate for the first few decades, but he walked out of the temple in the second half of his life. Those who manage are people in the Jianghu, and those who deal with injustices.

In the past ten years, Shaolin Temple has "fade out of the world." If it weren't for the occasional appearance of a few sacred monks like Master Kongzang who traveled around the world, it would be almost possible to catch up with the second half of the sentence of "not caring about worldly affairs."

Master Kongzang is a very peculiar monk. He always frowned. This is true even when punishing rape and eradicating evil. He managed as he walked, covering almost half of the martial arts world, but he never stopped. He seemed to have been searching for something, questioning a certain question in the world, but he never got an answer.

"Master, master, are you okay?"

Kong Zang managed to open his eyes and saw that the person next to him was Kong Kong'er, who showed a reassuring expression. Shaolin Buddhist martial arts emphasizes a state of mind that is immovable and a practice that does not change even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you. With the ability of the sacred monks of the Shaolin Temple, even when they are about to die, as long as the spiritual platform is still clear, they can distinguish the footsteps of the person coming. This shows the seriousness of his injuries, and he must have been in a state of chaotic consciousness just now.

Seeing that he could still open his eyes, Kong Kong'er said happily: "I brought my apprentice here, and we also met a martial arts master. Maybe he can heal your injuries."

Kong Zang barely gathered the weak breath in his body and looked in the direction Kong Kong'er pointed.

I saw a young man with a handsome face and a tall figure. He was wearing a sheet and exposed his left breast. Although he was young, he really looked like a stranger.

Panting slightly, he said with difficulty.

"Old_... I have met this young hero, and I dare to ask him his name.

Hua Feihua nodded and responded politely: "It's not me.

"Hey, old monk.

But a young man with an unspectacular appearance next to him had arrived before him at some point, and without asking, he picked up Master Kongzang's left hand. As if choosing goods at a street stall, the old monk seemed to say hello.

"Your injuries are really serious. Shaolin monks are famous for their love of fighting, but they are always famous for beating others. How come you were punished like this?

Kong Zang's injury was caused by a demon that was about to rise in the martial arts world, so it was certainly not without its heavy weight. But in his current state, he naturally couldn't say these words.

"donor.....

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Who knew that after moving his lips, the sound came out, and it was much smoother than he imagined. Although he was still very weak, his aura was condensed and extremely real.

The broken and fluffy inner energy in the body was gathered together and blended together at some point, and began to circulate in the dry meridians at a speed far beyond his imagination, and began to swim faster and faster.

Only then did the old monk notice that the beginning of the cut came from his left hand. The left hand held by the young man.

At this moment, an overwhelming internal force suddenly came from the young man's side. Breaking through the blockage that was difficult to break through with his own weak inner breath. Blessed by this internal force and guided by an unknown mysterious traction force, Kongzang felt as if a small Zhoutian was formed in his body. He was constantly carrying and heavy. The injury is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. When he realized this, he was already far away from the gate of hell.

Only then did Kongzang have time to look inside and observe the mysterious power within his body. This inner force is not only unfathomable, but also upright and can be determined to be the authentic Buddhist mind method. It can't be obtained through other methods. How can it match the meridians in his body that he has practiced Buddhist internal skills for most of his life, so that he can receive such miraculous effects.

This burst of unexplainable and huge internal force is certainly surprising. But the most incredible thing is the way he used it to gather the broken inner energy in his body at the very beginning. Without this step, even if it is treated with authentic Buddhist magical skills, it will not take ten days and half a month. Nothing is settled in a moment. dead novel

That not only requires extremely profound internal strength, but also requires extremely subtle and meticulous manipulation techniques. Both of these should be difficult for ordinary warriors to obtain in their lifetime.

First, use the power of holding the mountain to drive the sea, and use the method of passing the needle through the eye.

...Junior brother?”

The moment I blurted out, I knew something was wrong.

In my memory, the person who could combine these two things should have been dead for more than ten years.

In an instant, the smiling white-haired boy in front of the old monk seemed to overlap with the person in his memory. There was absolutely no resemblance between the two of them.

There is no similarity at all between the two, including Furen's heroic spirit of being able to carry a huge disaster on his shoulders.

Why on earth would he mistakenly identify them as the same person?

"Old monk, calling me junior brother is not a senior level. But if you look at it from the perspective of my great master, you may be right.

Still unable to understand the meaning of these words, Kongzang suddenly realized something.

"Donor, leave quickly!!"

The spiritual consciousness of Kongzang is restored, and he blurts it out.

"The area is surrounded by enemies and they are waiting for an opportunity! Don't stay!"

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Mingfei's real face showed an expression like "I'm in trouble". QEZ died.

Before he finished speaking, four men in black broke into the house from the roof, but heard a "oooo" sound, and blood flowed like a waterfall. When they landed, four balls of plasma splashed all over the ground.

"Tsk.

The white-haired boy shook his wrist and said dissatisfiedly: "I thought I would attack first. Who would have thought that if you yelled at me, I would have to leave no one alive."

Only then did Hua Feihua and his disciples realize that the four people who had just attacked were already lying dead and changed beyond recognition. Not to mention who they were, they couldn't even tell what they were.

"Oh, God is kind enough to kill four people in a row... It looks like this hall is about to be beaten... Ah, thank you to the benefactor for saving me.

"Master Kongzang, are your injuries healed?"

Kongzo smiled and nodded.

"Master, who were you injured by?

Ming Feizhen helped Kongzang up and asked with a smile.

"You have a heavy internal Vajra power in your body. I know there are three families with this level of cultivation. You can't be punished by the Shaolin Temple for stealing wine and meat, or peeking at the Hangzhou heroine taking a bath Got beaten, I guess it was the third one.

Master Kongzang reveals his hard work on his T-shirt

"Young hero really has good eyesight. I got this injury in Shennongjia.

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