Wanjie Dream Harvester
Chapter 107 Great Ritual Supreme [For the lord of the immortals and the heavens to add more 710]
Chapter 107 Great Ritual Supreme [For the lord of the immortals and the heavens to add more 710]
After Chen Hengzhi woke up from enlightenment, he looked around in a daze. For a moment, he didn't know where he was, surrounded by mountains, green mountains and green waters.
He checked the direction and walked east for a while before he saw people. After asking the passers-by, he realized that he had unknowingly run into the Heshuo area.
Chen Hengzhi first ran to Luoyang to find the head of the Beggars' Clan, and learned that Qiao Feng had returned to his hometown to visit his parents, so he ran to Dengfeng and found Qiao Feng's hometown at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Shaolin Temple visit.
He went all the way to Shaoshi Mountain, sensitively sensed Qiao Feng's breath on the way, and flew all the way to the back mountain of Shaolin.
Seeing Chen Hengzhi's arrival, Qiao Feng put a smile on his face. His heart moved and he asked in a low voice: "Old Chen, you are here. Is this... a success?"
Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "That's right, after going through untold hardships, I finally broke through to the realm of a master."
Qiao Feng was overjoyed: "Congratulations!"
Chen Hengzhi smiled modestly: "It's just a fluke, by the way, Old Qiao, did you come to Shaolin to find your father?"
"Yes, as a son of man, there is no reason not to recognize your own father."
Qiao Feng said: "Besides, the mastermind behind the destruction of my family should also pay the due price."
Chen Hengzhi nodded and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion. Behind him, Xuanji and others chased after him, shouting loudly: "Who are you, and why did you break into this temple without permission?"
Qiao Feng followed Chen Hengzhi to the attic, watched him go to the old handyman sweeping aside, and only heard him say: "Mr., should I call you Xiaoyaozi, or should I call you Murong Longcheng?" Woolen cloth?"
On the long corridor of the attic, a skinny monk in green robes was bending over to sweep the floor with a broom. This monk was quite old, and his sparse long beards were all white. I have no energy, as if I will drive the crane west at any time.
After a long time, the old monk raised his head slowly and said, "Is the almsgiver talking to the old monk?"
His eyes were blank and he looked at Chen Hengzhi listlessly.
Afterwards, the old monk's expression gradually became serious, and his whole person's momentum changed instantly, his eyes became sharper, and his waist straightened.
He looked at Chen Hengzhi solemnly, and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that after so many years, there will be a new master in the world, that's great!"
He put down the broom in his hand, and his whole body was like an unsheathed divine sword. His momentum soared into the sky, and swords for miles around were clanking.
Chen Hengzhi's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands and said: "Chen Hengzhi, who is a junior in the world, has met his predecessors, and created his own star martial arts, please enlighten me!"
His expression was a little eager to try, and his momentum gradually increased to the extreme, just like the sun supreme star descending on the world, the surrounding area was steaming with steam, and the temperature rose sharply.
The old monk returned the courtesy and said: "Murong Longcheng, you created your own Dragon City swordsmanship, fellow daoists please!"
The two faced each other tit for tat, and the atmosphere in the field instantly froze.
Forced by the momentum, Qiao Feng only felt that it was difficult to breathe, his face changed drastically, and he had to retreat several feet away to be relieved.
As for the monks in Shaolin Temple, it was even worse, they all retreated tens of feet away, and those with weaker skills had already passed out.
In a field that others cannot see, the spiritual power of Chen Hengzhi and the sweeping monk is constantly confronting each other. This battle is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will end up with mental disorder and nervous breakdown. into an idiot.
Chen Hengzhi only felt that the scene in front of him was changing, and the overwhelming sword aura was coming towards him, which made him tired of coping, dodging, dodging, dodging, he kept avoiding the sword aura, or facing it directly.
I don't know how long it took before his eyes lit up, the sword aura no longer appeared in front of him, and his senses returned to reality.
Outsiders only saw that the two of them were staring at each other, neither moving nor speaking, as time passed, Chen Hengzhi's cheeks were dripping with sweat, he took a step back, and said with a long breath: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy!" , the way of the seniors is really broad and profound, and the juniors think they are invincible.
However, the junior thinks that his boxing and kicking skills are not inferior to others, so please ask the senior to take action. "
The floor-sweeping monk smiled, looked around, and said, "It's okay, the old monk hasn't used his hands for decades, and I don't know if there are any hands. Friends, please make a move."
[Subduing demons! 】
Hearing the words, Chen Hengzhi raised his whole body's zhenqi, straightened his right hand into a palm and pushed forward flatly, a huge golden energy palm print came out of his body, and shot towards the floor sweeping monk with a "boom" sound.
The floor-sweeping monk folded his palms together and said lightly: "Amitabha! Buddhism is an important place, fellow Taoists, don't knock down the scripture pavilion."
He just put his palms together, and a khaki-colored light curtain rose, like an upside-down golden bell, covering himself inside. This is the highest meaning of "Golden Bell Cover" [Golden Bell Body Protection].
In an instant, the palm print collided with the golden bell, and there was a "boom", which was as turbulent as the earth shaking. The palm print and the golden bell disappeared at the same time, like an explosion, and the soil flew up within several feet around it.
When the sweeping monk's sleeve robe was waved, it eliminated the aftermath of the energy rushing towards the Buddhist scriptures pavilion behind him, preventing the attic from being destroyed.
The aftermath of the energy was like ripples in the water, spreading out in circles. Qiao Feng, who was watching the battle, retreated and retreated until he retreated in and out again.
He was full of fighting spirit in his heart, and then he smiled wryly: "Such a strong strength, worthy of being a master, Qiao can't even resist the aftermath of the battle, ha ha!"
The two people hiding in the dark were startled again and again. They were surprised that the sweeping monk, who was usually inconspicuous, knew martial arts, and was much higher than them; Even if it is martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a supernatural power.
"Okay, come again!"
Chen Hengzhi took a few steps back, his eyes lit up, he stomped his right foot on the ground, and rushed forward. One palm print was swung out, and another palm print appeared in an instant. He waved his arms again and again, and the palm prints rushed towards the floor sweeping monk one after another.
The sweeping monk did not panic at all. He responded lightly with punches, palms, or fingers, eliminating the attacks one by one.
Among the dozens of people present, apart from Chen Hengzhi and the sweeping monk, Qiao Feng was the one with the highest level. He was mesmerized by watching this battle and benefited a lot.
In the blink of an eye, the two had gone through hundreds of moves. Judging by their expressions, the sweeping monk was calm and calm, while Chen Hengzhi's face was serious.
Chen Hengzhi stopped his hands, looked at the sweeping monk, and said, "Senior has a profound realm, and he is worthy of being a top master who was famous all over the world in the past. This junior has one last trick here. Senior, be careful."
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and his mental power passed through the phantom of the sun in Niwan Palace, as if he had come to space, and his mind was running to the extreme.
Outside, countless sun rays seemed to be attracted, gathered on Chen Hengzhi's hand, slowly forming a small sun.
Light!
Infinite light!
Infinite bright light!
With a light throw of Chen Hengzhi's arm, the ball of light seemed to fly towards the sweeping monk slowly but really fast.
The final mystery——[The great day is coming! 】
(End of this chapter)
After Chen Hengzhi woke up from enlightenment, he looked around in a daze. For a moment, he didn't know where he was, surrounded by mountains, green mountains and green waters.
He checked the direction and walked east for a while before he saw people. After asking the passers-by, he realized that he had unknowingly run into the Heshuo area.
Chen Hengzhi first ran to Luoyang to find the head of the Beggars' Clan, and learned that Qiao Feng had returned to his hometown to visit his parents, so he ran to Dengfeng and found Qiao Feng's hometown at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Shaolin Temple visit.
He went all the way to Shaoshi Mountain, sensitively sensed Qiao Feng's breath on the way, and flew all the way to the back mountain of Shaolin.
Seeing Chen Hengzhi's arrival, Qiao Feng put a smile on his face. His heart moved and he asked in a low voice: "Old Chen, you are here. Is this... a success?"
Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "That's right, after going through untold hardships, I finally broke through to the realm of a master."
Qiao Feng was overjoyed: "Congratulations!"
Chen Hengzhi smiled modestly: "It's just a fluke, by the way, Old Qiao, did you come to Shaolin to find your father?"
"Yes, as a son of man, there is no reason not to recognize your own father."
Qiao Feng said: "Besides, the mastermind behind the destruction of my family should also pay the due price."
Chen Hengzhi nodded and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion. Behind him, Xuanji and others chased after him, shouting loudly: "Who are you, and why did you break into this temple without permission?"
Qiao Feng followed Chen Hengzhi to the attic, watched him go to the old handyman sweeping aside, and only heard him say: "Mr., should I call you Xiaoyaozi, or should I call you Murong Longcheng?" Woolen cloth?"
On the long corridor of the attic, a skinny monk in green robes was bending over to sweep the floor with a broom. This monk was quite old, and his sparse long beards were all white. I have no energy, as if I will drive the crane west at any time.
After a long time, the old monk raised his head slowly and said, "Is the almsgiver talking to the old monk?"
His eyes were blank and he looked at Chen Hengzhi listlessly.
Afterwards, the old monk's expression gradually became serious, and his whole person's momentum changed instantly, his eyes became sharper, and his waist straightened.
He looked at Chen Hengzhi solemnly, and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that after so many years, there will be a new master in the world, that's great!"
He put down the broom in his hand, and his whole body was like an unsheathed divine sword. His momentum soared into the sky, and swords for miles around were clanking.
Chen Hengzhi's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands and said: "Chen Hengzhi, who is a junior in the world, has met his predecessors, and created his own star martial arts, please enlighten me!"
His expression was a little eager to try, and his momentum gradually increased to the extreme, just like the sun supreme star descending on the world, the surrounding area was steaming with steam, and the temperature rose sharply.
The old monk returned the courtesy and said: "Murong Longcheng, you created your own Dragon City swordsmanship, fellow daoists please!"
The two faced each other tit for tat, and the atmosphere in the field instantly froze.
Forced by the momentum, Qiao Feng only felt that it was difficult to breathe, his face changed drastically, and he had to retreat several feet away to be relieved.
As for the monks in Shaolin Temple, it was even worse, they all retreated tens of feet away, and those with weaker skills had already passed out.
In a field that others cannot see, the spiritual power of Chen Hengzhi and the sweeping monk is constantly confronting each other. This battle is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will end up with mental disorder and nervous breakdown. into an idiot.
Chen Hengzhi only felt that the scene in front of him was changing, and the overwhelming sword aura was coming towards him, which made him tired of coping, dodging, dodging, dodging, he kept avoiding the sword aura, or facing it directly.
I don't know how long it took before his eyes lit up, the sword aura no longer appeared in front of him, and his senses returned to reality.
Outsiders only saw that the two of them were staring at each other, neither moving nor speaking, as time passed, Chen Hengzhi's cheeks were dripping with sweat, he took a step back, and said with a long breath: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy!" , the way of the seniors is really broad and profound, and the juniors think they are invincible.
However, the junior thinks that his boxing and kicking skills are not inferior to others, so please ask the senior to take action. "
The floor-sweeping monk smiled, looked around, and said, "It's okay, the old monk hasn't used his hands for decades, and I don't know if there are any hands. Friends, please make a move."
[Subduing demons! 】
Hearing the words, Chen Hengzhi raised his whole body's zhenqi, straightened his right hand into a palm and pushed forward flatly, a huge golden energy palm print came out of his body, and shot towards the floor sweeping monk with a "boom" sound.
The floor-sweeping monk folded his palms together and said lightly: "Amitabha! Buddhism is an important place, fellow Taoists, don't knock down the scripture pavilion."
He just put his palms together, and a khaki-colored light curtain rose, like an upside-down golden bell, covering himself inside. This is the highest meaning of "Golden Bell Cover" [Golden Bell Body Protection].
In an instant, the palm print collided with the golden bell, and there was a "boom", which was as turbulent as the earth shaking. The palm print and the golden bell disappeared at the same time, like an explosion, and the soil flew up within several feet around it.
When the sweeping monk's sleeve robe was waved, it eliminated the aftermath of the energy rushing towards the Buddhist scriptures pavilion behind him, preventing the attic from being destroyed.
The aftermath of the energy was like ripples in the water, spreading out in circles. Qiao Feng, who was watching the battle, retreated and retreated until he retreated in and out again.
He was full of fighting spirit in his heart, and then he smiled wryly: "Such a strong strength, worthy of being a master, Qiao can't even resist the aftermath of the battle, ha ha!"
The two people hiding in the dark were startled again and again. They were surprised that the sweeping monk, who was usually inconspicuous, knew martial arts, and was much higher than them; Even if it is martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a supernatural power.
"Okay, come again!"
Chen Hengzhi took a few steps back, his eyes lit up, he stomped his right foot on the ground, and rushed forward. One palm print was swung out, and another palm print appeared in an instant. He waved his arms again and again, and the palm prints rushed towards the floor sweeping monk one after another.
The sweeping monk did not panic at all. He responded lightly with punches, palms, or fingers, eliminating the attacks one by one.
Among the dozens of people present, apart from Chen Hengzhi and the sweeping monk, Qiao Feng was the one with the highest level. He was mesmerized by watching this battle and benefited a lot.
In the blink of an eye, the two had gone through hundreds of moves. Judging by their expressions, the sweeping monk was calm and calm, while Chen Hengzhi's face was serious.
Chen Hengzhi stopped his hands, looked at the sweeping monk, and said, "Senior has a profound realm, and he is worthy of being a top master who was famous all over the world in the past. This junior has one last trick here. Senior, be careful."
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and his mental power passed through the phantom of the sun in Niwan Palace, as if he had come to space, and his mind was running to the extreme.
Outside, countless sun rays seemed to be attracted, gathered on Chen Hengzhi's hand, slowly forming a small sun.
Light!
Infinite light!
Infinite bright light!
With a light throw of Chen Hengzhi's arm, the ball of light seemed to fly towards the sweeping monk slowly but really fast.
The final mystery——[The great day is coming! 】
(End of this chapter)
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