The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Although Jiumozhi can be regarded as an eminent monk with profound Buddhist teachings, because of his extraordinary status in the snow-covered country and the respect of thousands of people, he naturally cannot be a good-tempered master.

What's more, he had been holding back his anger on Ji Changan not long ago.

Now that I have met such blind people as Ben Yin, I naturally feel angry and evil in my heart.

As the saying goes, Buddha also has fire!

At this moment, Jiumozhi didn't want to endure it any longer.

Lord Buddha is going to use you guys today to make your mouth angry!

Jiumozhi's face was fierce, his eyes were red, his palms were suddenly clasped together, and a mouthful of Dantian Qi roared out, like a sudden explosion of thunder.

Immediately afterwards, I saw his palms slam down, and wisps of flames suddenly sprang up quietly in his palms, as if they were poured with kerosene, burning like a torch.

"Flame knife!"

Jiumozhi roared angrily, and his fleshy palms seemed to turn into two sharp knives, suddenly cutting through the void. The blazing flame sword energy roared out, and the two red flame arcs were like the wings of fire crows, emitting There was a frightening crackling sound.

The intensity of the sound was really shocking.

Almost in an instant, the two flaming sword energy was like a fire storm, and the five"ben" monks worked together to unleash it. Yiyang's fingers smashed them all into pieces.

Seeing this scene, all the monks in Tianlong Temple were shocked.

Even the eminent monks of this generation, including Abbot Benyin, at this moment, His face suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief:

"What! ?"

"this......How can this be! ?"

"Such domineering martial arts are actually more powerful than my Yang Finger of Duan from Dali!"

"I dare to ask this senior brother, who is the eminent monk?"

But Jiumozhi, who was in a state of anger, just sneered when facing the monks of Tianlong Temple, and shouted provocatively:

"Why all this nonsense!"

"The young monk is not here to disrupt Buddhism with you today. Compared with Buddhism, the poor monk is better at fists and kicks!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiumozhi suddenly raised his right hand and gently held it with his fingers, like a Buddha holding a flower. A faint smile appeared on his originally cold face.

Ji Changan was beside him. Seeing this, he chuckled and praised:

"Fingers? Not bad"

"This great monk's talent is really pretty good, but it's a pity that he's not very bright. Otherwise, his martial arts might be better than that of his senior brother Ba Shiba......."

At this moment, as Jiumozhi held his fingers, a magnificent and Buddha-like aura emanated from his body.

"I have heard for a long time that Duan's Yang finger in Dali is unique in the world, but I don't know how it compares to the poor monk's flower finger!"

Ben Yin and other eminent monks from Tianlong Temple were shocked when they heard this.

Finger twisting is one of the famous seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

This monk is dressed as a lama. He is clearly a snow-covered monk. How can he learn it? This finger-picking?

Could it be that he has some connection with Shaolin, the first holy land of Buddhism?

And at this moment, Jiumozhi also launched the offensive again.

I saw him calmly, his fingertips pointed towards the void, and then Just like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling, there is no hint of human smoke, but it contains great power.

An ethereal, smoke-like finger suddenly cuts through the void, like an invisible sword, heading straight towards the origin of the cause silently. Sweep away.

Although this finger does not have any earth-shattering momentum, it is a return to nature, seeing the true meaning in the ordinary. It is a killing move that is extremely difficult to resist.

Even if it is as powerful as the abbot Benin of Tianlong Temple, facing When this illusory finger was pointed out, his expression changed. He didn't dare to hold back any more. He quickly raised his right index finger and used the unique skill at the bottom of the box.

Six Meridians Divine Sword!

Swish!

A wisp of invisible sword energy scoffed. With a blast, it was like a sword that had just been unsheathed and revealed its edge, blooming with an irresistible edge and suddenly streaking through the void like a stream of light.

In an instant, Jiumozhi's flower-picking finger power and Ben Yin's six The Divine Pulse Sword faced each other.

Phew!

The two clashed, and there was a stalemate. In the end, they were almost eliminated at the same time.

Jiumozhi's face changed, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

This should be the unheralded secret of the Duan family in Dali. The secret is the Six Meridians Divine Sword!

It is indeed very powerful! (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Even a mere great master can fight with me even if he uses this Six Meridians Divine Sword.

It is conceivable that the power of this martial arts must be greater than that of my flame knife!

It is not just Jiumozhi.

Even Ji Changan, who originally had the mentality of watching the excitement, after realizing the reason After being forced to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he looked at it with interest and said with a smile:

"Is this the Six Meridians Divine Sword? Not bad"

"It's just that if you only have one line of swordsmanship, it's not interesting. I remember that you monks seem to have practiced one lineage each, right?"

Ji Changan smiled slightly and greeted Jiumozhi:

"Xiaozhi, keep fighting and let me take a closer look at the mystery of this Six Meridians Divine Sword."

When Jiumozhi heard this, although his heart was filled with anger, he did not dare to get angry at this demon-like evildoer, so he had to vent his anger on Ben Yin and others.

"Come, fight with me!"

"The poor monk wants to see if this so-called Six Meridians Divine Sword is really better than my flaming sword!"

The matter has come to this, and it can't be done without fighting.

Facing the furious Jiumozhi, Benyin let out a long sigh, but he could only whisper to the other four eminent monks of the"Ben" generation behind him:

"The opponent's strength is beyond imagination, and we must use our full strength."

All the monks nodded in agreement.

But just when the two sides were about to fight, a Buddha's chant suddenly sounded, and then, at some point, a figure slowly stepped out from the crowd.

"Amitabha"

"The old monk has heard the name of Maharaja of the Snow Land for a long time, but he never thought that we would meet under such circumstances today. I dare to ask Maharaja, why does he want to have a dispute with me, Tianlong Temple?"

When Ben Yin and others heard this, their faces were all happy, and they all looked at the old monk.

"It’s Uncle Kurong!"

Ji Changan also narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the old monk, and murmured to himself:

"Half-step land fairy"

"Haha, this old monk must be Master Ku Rong, right? Sure enough, he has some skills......"

Jiumozhi felt more and more annoyed when his identity was revealed, but he still suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, clasped his hands together, and slowly said:

"How did your Majesty recognize the young monk?"

Master Kurong sighed softly, stared at Jiumozhi, and said in a low voice:

"The flaming sword of Maharaja Mingwang is also very prestigious among Buddhists. Although the poor monk has never seen it with his own eyes, he knows a little bit about it."