Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The eminent monks of Daimyolian Temple used this method, but there was no need for the two of them because they had no obsession with winning.

My goal is to experience the miraculous skills of Daimyolian Temple and see the difference between the martial arts of Daimyolian Temple and Kongang Temple, both of which are Buddhist exercises.

They have seen a lot of the martial arts of the Vajra Temple, and are even familiar with the martial arts of other sects in the Daxue Mountain.

It was not that they visited various sects in the Snow Mountains, but that Fa Kong was familiar with the martial arts of the 108 temples in the Snow Mountains.

He had drilled them one by one, not only drilled, but also taught them moves, fought them with the martial arts of each temple, and beat them to pieces.

The martial arts of each temple are more profound and more powerful than those of the masters of each of the 108 temples.

When these experiences of fighting just started, they did not show any miraculous effects. It seemed that they just opened their eyes and increased their knowledge.

However, as time passed and the number of their fights increased, the moves Fakong fed them began to be truly absorbed by them and turned into endless nutrients, allowing them to accumulate more and more solid foundations.

They are more curious about the martial arts of the Great Myoulian Temple. After all, the martial arts of the Great Myoulian Temple dominates the Dayong sects, and its status is better than that of Daxueshan. It is possible that its martial arts is also better.

"Okay." Guan Yiming did not force himself and said with an excited expression, "We may not have no chance of winning, we can beat them!"

Winning against the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple will have a huge impact on the entire Dayong Wulin.

Zhou Yu said softly: "Master Guan, you are going to be disappointed."

Guan Yiming was startled.

Zhou Yu said softly: "Those people they visited must know our swordsmanship. They know us, but we don't know them. If they come to challenge us, they must be sure of victory."

"It's useless if they think they can win." Guan Yiming said.

Zhou Yu shook his head.

Guan Yiming said: "The Great Miaolian Temple is not invincible, they are neither national masters nor Yuande divine monks!"

"That's right," Zhou Yang snorted, "You have to compete to know."

Zhou Yu nodded gently.

The three of them left the small courtyard and came to the martial arts training ground in the outer courtyard of Shenjian Peak. They saw that the training ground was already crowded with people.

The martial arts training ground in the outer courtyard of Shenjian Peak has never been so lively.

Not only are the masters from Divine Sword Peak there, but also masters from various sects and sects. Anyone who has a decent relationship with Divine Sword Peak has come over.

The disciples of Shenjian Peak guard the door of the outer courtyard. Not just anyone can be let in. They need to have certain qualifications and connections.

Those who do not have a good relationship with Shenjian Peak will not be able to enter the gate.

Two middle-aged monks with bald heads and thin bodies were standing in the center of the field, their eyes slightly closed, one palm raised, and the other palm moving the beads.

They were ordinary-looking people, and if it weren't for the monk's robes they wore and their shiny bald heads, they wouldn't attract anyone's attention when standing in the crowd.

People around were talking a lot.

They all expressed their opinions. Some believed that the eminent monks from the Great Myoulian Temple would win, while others believed that the Feixue swords were not that weak.

Both sides have their own reasons, but after all, they have never fought before, so they can only talk in general terms. The key is to see whether Feixue's swords dare to accept the challenge.

Are you too intimidated by the reputation of the Great Myoulien Temple to dare to take action, or are you brave enough to compete with the eminent monks of the Great Myoulien Temple?

Most people feel that they will not back down.

At this point, I must have become arrogant, feeling invincible, and not taking the eminent monks of the Great Myoulian Temple into consideration.

Amid people's discussion, the two walked slowly to the martial arts training ground. People shut up and moved out of the way.

The two middle-aged monks slowly opened their eyes, still moving the beads in their hands, keeping their hearts as calm as water.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang looked at them and felt the aura on their bodies.

They were also looking at Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang, feeling their auras.

The four of them were one foot apart, and after looking at each other, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu slowly unsheathed their swords, cupped their fists and saluted: "Two masters, please—!"

There is no need to talk much now, it is just a fight.

"Amitabha!" The two middle-aged monks announced the name of the Buddha at the same time, put down their beads and joined their palms together in tithe.

"Master, please take action first."

"please--!"

The two monks punched lightly, and their fists were filled with golden light, flickering faintly. Then two small and delicate golden lotuses came out of their fists and floated towards Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.

These two delicate little lotuses glow with golden light, delicate and beautiful, and even a bit cute.

"Ding Ding!" Two sword rays chopped two small golden lotuses into pieces, making a clear sound as if they were chopping lotuses made of real gold.

But the two chopped little lotuses disappeared and immediately reappeared, and they changed from two to four.

The two monks punched again, and two small golden lotuses floated out again, joining the previous four and becoming six.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The sword light kept hitting the small golden lotus, and then one small golden lotus became two, two became four, and four became eight.

Dozens of small golden lotuses floated around them, dreamlike and so beautiful that people around them marveled.

These golden lotuses seemed to be alive, clinging to Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, clinging to them and chasing them.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang looked solemn.

They had previously known that there was something strange about this golden lotus and should be killed directly, but they did not expect it to be so difficult to deal with.

They seemed to be able to be killed with one sword, but they regenerated immediately, as if they absorbed the power from the sword and catalyzed them.

As the sword power unfolds, they continue to split, changing from one to two, from two to four, and continue to increase.

And the power of the sword supports this increase.

When the two understood this truth, there were already dozens of small golden lotuses around their bodies.

They could not be cut off or driven away, like maggots attached to the bones, following them like shadows. Although the speed was slow and it did not seem to be a big threat, it frightened them.

The faces of the people around them were also solemn.

They were thinking about what to do if they encountered such a situation. Should they directly kill the small golden lotuses or just avoid them?

Now it seems that the best way is to avoid them, not to kill them. Such a powerful sword can't kill them, and others can't do anything about it.

"Reverse." Zhou Yu said softly.

Zhou Yang nodded.

The swords of the two suddenly changed.

Originally light as snow, it suddenly turned into a violent storm.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Pieces of sword light cut the small golden lotuses again, making clear sounds.

These small golden lotuses slowly disappeared, but did not appear again.

Everyone was refreshed.

They didn't know how the two did it, but they knew they couldn't do it. This golden lotus was too weird.

The two middle-aged monks stretched out a palm each, put their palms together, and then punched again.

A golden lotus flew out of the fist, and then the small golden lotus floated into the sword light and was hit, but it didn't annihilate, just flashed a golden light.

The remaining small golden lotuses flew towards them, drilled into their bodies, and then made them more solid.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred golden lotuses turned into two.

The speed of these two was extremely fast, and they created two rays of golden light to fight with the two, forcing them to be at a loss.