The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 160 The Collision with Dagan
In the small courtyard, Chu Linyang stepped out of the room.

Standing quietly on the porch, looking at the Jingren monk who is carrying water and chopping firewood in the atrium. Of course, carrying water and chopping firewood is used for cooking.

As a human immortal, Chu Linyang could not eat or drink for a month, and was full of energy. He could even absorb energy from the heavens, earth and stars for his impeccable body.

But endurance is not enough, at the peak stage of the great master, not only has to eat, but also eat more and more vigorously, in order to support his need for blood exchange.

I can't even eat well, if I want to break through the martial arts, let's dream.

"Mr. Chu, is something wrong?"

Seeing Chu Linyang walk out of the room, standing quietly without speaking, the monk Jingren in the court couldn't help but asked in doubt.

Since the incident with the little girl a few days ago, Chu Linyang had been staying in the room. Today was the first time he came out, and it gave him a strange feeling.

Chu Linyang looked indifferent, and said softly: "Wait for someone."

In his opinion, Monk Jingren was brought by him from Manghuang, so he is considered one of his people, and dealing with Jingren is the same as dealing with him.

Jing Ren didn't ask any more questions after hearing the words, and continued with his own business.

In his opinion, Chu Linyang's strength is the best in the world, and he is usually a little mysterious. His affairs are not something that a monk can intervene in. Asking a question is already the limit.

Looking at the nonchalant Jing Ren and the Dagan Imperial Forest Army who had already arrived at the door in perception.

Chu Linyang secretly said: Sure enough, the great master is a natural moat when he reaches Wusheng. When Wusheng's soul and qi and blood are united and become a pure yang, his mind will be extremely agile, predict things like a god, and have a special premonition of danger.

Even a ghost fairy who has survived three thunder calamities can't block the perception of a martial sage at all, unlike now, when others have killed to the door, Jing Ren is still chopping firewood hard.
Those who don't know think that the monk Jingren has a well-thought-out plan, looking at the world with disdain, and he doesn't pay attention to the thousands of elites who are working outside.
boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the door of the front hall shattered as if it had been bombarded by a shell, and the fragments were scattered in all directions, followed by the swarming Imperial Forest Army.

They were wearing heavy steel armor weighing hundreds of catties, their movements were still agile, their breathing was inaudible, and the murderous aura they emitted inadvertently pierced the sky.

This is the elite of the elite in the army, each of them has the cultivation base of an innate martial artist, a total of 18 people, plus the Grand Master at the front, are the main force to capture Jingren this time.

The enemies were all in sight, no matter how slow Jing Ren was, it had already aroused his vigilance.

"who?!"

Jing Ren turned his head fiercely, and a look of surprise and relief flashed in his eyes after seeing the person clearly.

"Haha, it turned out to be a running dog of Daqian, the dog's nose is really clever!"

Jing Ren threw down the hatchet in his hand, picked up the iron rod at the side, stood with his head held high, and looked at the armored man in front of him with pride for a while.

The grand master headed by the Dagan party was full of chills, and said in a deep voice:

"Jing Ren, I am the commander of the Shenji Battalion of the Dagan Yulin Army. Obediently, he will be captured without any harm to the innocent."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Chu Linyang intentionally, and reminded Jingren that there is an ordinary person related to you here, but the sword has no eyes when fighting.

The purpose is to prevent Monk Jingren from resisting. After all, the counterattack brought by a great master from the Holy Land is extremely amazing.

Hmph, if you guys really hurt this one, then I, Jing Ren, will really have to leave with you today.

Jing endured the slander in his heart, and cursed loudly:

"If you want me to be caught without a fight, dreaming, I will never stop my work in this life, and I swear I will never give up!"

"It's better to be broken than to be whole. Today I fell, but I want to take my life! You have to save a few lives too!"

"Stubborn, come on, life or death!"

The leader of the Shenji Battalion, with a gloomy face and a gleam in his eyes, took the lead and rushed towards Monk Jingren with his sword drawn. The 18 people behind him followed together, stepping on strange steps in their actions, as if they had become a whole.

"Hahaha, it's good to come!"

Monk Jingren let out a heroic laugh, his blood burst violently, he held up the iron rod with both hands, and the people in the Shenji Camp who were rushing towards him were like ape demons splitting the mountain.

As if an ancient demon ape was splitting the mountain and cracking the ground, the air billowed in the arena for a while, and the iron rod danced like a flower, enveloping the entire Dagan party.

"Hmph! Thunderbolt arc!"

Looking at the shadows of sticks covering the sky, the leader of the Shenji Battalion snorted coldly, and the knife in his hand shook slightly, and there was a buzzing sound of the knife, as if he had come to life.

In an instant, it was as if lightning bolts flashed across the body, and the knife flashed like an arc of an electric python, flashing all over the body, galloping endlessly, with awe-inspiring power, catching all the shadows of the sticks that hit.

And after defeating Stick Shadow, this move has not yet exhausted, while breathing, this shocking knife with a biting saber aura, like a tornado, slashes towards Jingren's head.

The remaining 18 people formed a mysterious formation to surround Jing Nin, preventing Jing Nin from escaping, and at the same time attacking Jing Nin's weak spots.

But it didn't have a big effect for a while, and it was impeccably defended by the experienced Jing Ren.

"Thunder Prison Knife Sutra! It turns out that Gongyang Yu is already one of your people. No wonder my Uncle Yinyue was severely injured by a sword-wielding martial artist! Come on!"

The anger in Jingren's eyes was even worse, and he roared with both hands: "The ape demon breaks the sky!"

At this moment, he has ignored the bombardment of more than a dozen innate martial artists nearby, and directly used the strongest move of the ape-demon hybrid stick to the commander of the Shenji Battalion, as if he wanted to pull the most powerful back before he died.

Immediately, there seemed to be an illusion of an ancient magic ape smashing a whole world with a stick, and with an artistic conception of ending everything, he wanted to bury all the people in the field.

"Yin Yang Purgatory!"

The leader of the Shenji Battalion took a deep breath, and his whole body seemed to swell up a circle. He grasped the handle of the knife tightly, and with a slow and fast stroke, it seemed to open purgatory.

I don't know yin and yang, I don't know life and death, and I don't know whether I am alive or dead.

rumbling~
In the center of the collision, a vacuum zone was formed. Large stones exploded and flew up one after another on the originally flat ground. The entire small courtyard was destroyed as if a hurricane was raging.

Amidst the violent clash of gold and iron, the masculine vigor exploded in all directions, and the blood was surging, so that ghosts and gods could not invade, and evil spirits kept away!
suddenly!

Amidst the smoke and dust flying, the two of them suddenly fell out, and after a distance of tens of feet, they fell heavily on the ground, making a loud noise.

The iron rods and threaded steel knives in the hands of the two were all broken, and they were evenly matched.

"Very good! You are worthy of being born in the Great Zen Temple, one of the [-] Bodhisattvas, the pinnacle grand master, I didn't expect that I still underestimated you!"

Among the ruins, the leader of the Shenji Battalion stood up slowly, and saw that the steel armor on his body had been destroyed in pieces, and one arm was twisted into a strange angle, which was obviously useless.

"Haha, a mere Dagan is worthy of being compared with Dachan Temple. If it weren't for Mengshenji and Gongyangyu, you Dagan might not have such a good mouth!"

On the other side, Monk Jingren walked out slowly from a collapsed wall. Wujin's cassock was a bit messy and wrinkled, his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were still full of energy. It seemed that Jingren was slightly better than Jingren.

"Crack."

The leader of the Shenji Battalion straightened the bones of his hand, and said sharply: "Rebellious ministers and thieves dare to be rampant, today you will not escape with your wings."

Then he stepped forward and flew towards Jingren with a punch.

"Hmph, running dog, if I was afraid I wouldn't come here."

Jing Nin's five fingers were pinched into a fist, and they were motionless. In the dark, everyone felt that a virtual image of Dainichi Tathagata appeared in the void, and a power to destroy Daqian was gathering.

It seems that in the next moment this extremely powerful force will erupt violently like a volcano, destroying everything in front of it.

"Wei Kui, I'm very disappointed. A remnant has not been taken down yet. It seems that peace has been going on for a long time, and the Shenji Battalion has also slacked off!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and for a moment everyone's hearts were shaken, which also interrupted the battle between the commander of Shenji Battalion and Jingren.

At some point, a stalwart figure stood quietly on the sidelines, motionless, with no aura emanating from his body.

This person just stood casually like this, seemingly nothing, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into the vast void.

People don't feel his existence at all.

But he is there, if you pay close attention to him, you can find that he seems to be a god king who commands thousands of stars.

In an instant, everyone's thoughts were filled with instinctive awe, irresistible and inescapable!

"Master Hou, I'm guilty!"

Wei Kui, the leader of the Shenji Battalion, regardless of being still on the battlefield, immediately knelt down on one knee and confessed directly, without any sophistry or refutation.

It is enough to see the power and status of the people and the strictness of the army, and the power to overwhelm everything.

"Hong Xuanji!"

Monk Jingren gritted his teeth and said word by word.

His will was highly concentrated, as if he wanted to break a world completely controlled by the God King.

Facing this one of the chief culprits who destroyed the Great Zen Temple, Monk Jing Ren wished to tear him into pieces to relieve his hatred.

But he was very aware of the gap in strength. If Chu Linyang did not exist, if he met Hong Xuanji today, he would really be a turtle in an urn, and there would be absolutely no possibility of escape.

Hong Xuanji ignored the leader of Shenji Battalion who was kneeling on the ground pleading guilty, but looked calmly at Monk Jingren.

The moment Hong Xuanji looked at him, Jingren felt as if an ancient sacred mountain crashed down on him, sinking suddenly.

He could even feel his body rattling, as if bearing an unbearable weight.

With just one look, Jing Ren's soaring fist spirit was instantly crushed like a monkey grandson at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, unable to move.

"In the middle stage of a martial sage, no, this fist can already be compared to the peak of a martial sage. It is worthy of being the son of a great thousand. The speed of martial arts improvement is jaw-dropping."

"I remember that when the Great Zen Temple was destroyed, Hong Xuanji had just become a Martial Saint, and his strength had improved a lot in just a few years, and the fist that turned the heavens into life and death was indeed terrifying."

Standing in the small thousand world he had created, Chu Linyang looked at Hong Xuanji and thought to himself.

As the son of the Great Thousand, Hong Xuanji, who was passed down from Taoist to others, has such a profound blessing.

If it weren't for various chances and coincidences, Hong Xuanji would definitely be considered the No. 1 martial art in the Great Thousand World, or even the No. 1 martial arts in the Yangshen World.

Just by referring to the Taishang Danjing, the Good Fortune Scripture, and some other exercises, you can create your own martial arts "Chakra of Life and Death"!
There are 360 ​​acupoints on it for cultivation, and there are thousands of fist seals.

The fist intent is to turn the wheel of life and death for the gods of the heavens.

After training to the tenth floor, one can break through to the Martial Saint, and at the end of the training, one can reach the highest level of martial arts and crush the vacuum!

It can be said that a copy of "The Wheel of Life and Death of the Heavens" can hang everything.

Some people may say that the future of the Dachan Temple is now the past three scriptures, and the Taishang Danjing of the Taishang Dao is no different from it.

That’s right, but you have to look at the person who created the exercises, the others are already gods and not humans.

Taishang Daoist Tai: Yangshen + Smashing the Vacuum!

Good fortune Taoist, Yangshen + crush the vacuum!

Tathagata Taoist Zen: Half-step Yangshen!

Hong Xuanji: Martial Saint!

Of course, amazing is amazing, he is just a martial saint at present, Chu Linyang treats him indifferently, and has no fear of him.

"Jingren, hand over the Qiankun cloth bag, bind your hands and wait for the Holy Lord to send you down. Maybe you still have a last chance of life, otherwise, even the resurrection of the patriarch of your great Zen temple will not save your life!"

Hong Xuanji stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

A suit of brocade clothes remained motionless in the cold autumn wind, but the words that came out of his mouth added some bleakness to the autumn day.

"Dog thief, don't dream, come on, coveting life and fearing death is what I do."

Monk Jingren cursed angrily, disregarding life and death.

Hong Xuanji didn't speak anymore, he couldn't stop Jing Ren even if he wanted to kill him, his murderous intention moved slightly.

Immediately, in the entire world, indistinctly, a phantom disk as big as a star rose from behind Hong Xuan's body, as if there were countless sentient beings struggling to support it.

The small wheel is wrapped around the big wheel, and the big wheel is wrapped around the small wheel, covering the whole world with one breath.

What followed was a violent masculinity, which filled several miles in an instant.

The monk Jingren who bears the brunt seems to be stunned, but in fact his body and soul are screaming crazily:
"The lamp is always bright, my heart is pious!"

"The lamp is always bright, my heart is pious!"

With the violent surge of blood and the extreme compression of the fist, he seemed to see a door of will in the dark for a moment, stepping through it, he would become a martial arts saint from then on!
A bright light, illuminating the front!Will is like fire, igniting hope!

At this time, Monk Jingren was extremely devout, and his ultimate fist was like a tender seedling that was about to germinate, and what would erupt would be earth-shattering power.

"Thinking to use this to break through the Martial Saint is simply a dream!"

Hong Xuanji's complexion changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, he clenched his fist into a fist mark, and struck Jingren Void, and uttered a word:

"Yu!"

The void where the fist print touched trembled, and the space vibrated in circles, and the power contained in it was simply shocking.

"The four directions are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe."

One word Yu represents all space.

Monk Jingren will never be spared from this powerful blow, even though he is about to break through to Wusheng.

"This punch is not bad!"

At some point, a white robe suddenly appeared in front of Jingren, with a pair of eyes shining with crystal light.

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