Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

In the shadow where the Buddha's light cannot shine.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the movement in the field. When he saw the strange phenomenon appearing around Sora, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I didn’t expect the old monk Kong Jian to hide so deeply!

I spent time with him day and night, but I didn't even notice any clues!

He quickly gathered all his breath and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Lu Yuan punch Kong Jian into the dense forest with one punch after another.

Seeing no one around, he flew up and landed directly next to Xie Xun.

At this time, Xie Xun had just been shocked by Lu Yuan's momentum and almost fainted. In his confusion, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"My good disciple, wake up, my master is here to see you."

Master?

No, Master!

Xie Xun opened his eyes suddenly and found that the enemy he thought about day and night was standing not far from him!

"Cheng Kun!"

Xie Xun's self-righteous roar was now as low as a mosquito's murmur.

Using his hands and feet, he struggled to climb out of the pit, stood up with all his strength, and rushed toward Cheng Kun unsteadily.

"Son of a bitch! I...I'll kill you!"

Cheng Kun frowned and pointed out.

Xie Xun spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, still stubbornly raising his head and staring at Cheng Kun.

"What did my teacher teach you back then?" Cheng Kun walked up to Xie Xun and said coldly: "How come you haven't made any progress in the past few years.

How can you feel relieved when you are called a teacher like this? "

Xie Xun was even more angry when he heard this, and actually shed two lines of tears of blood, and said sadly: "Cheng Kun!"

"Foolish disciple, my master is here, there is no need to shout like this." Cheng Kun leaned down and touched Cheng Kun's head, and said with some emptiness in his eyes: "You can't die now.

Good disciple, from now on, keep your eyes open and never provoke people you shouldn't provoke.

It is impossible for a teacher to help you every time. "

After saying that, he slapped Xie Xun on the back of the heart. Xie Xun immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood, and most of the injuries in his body were healed.

He quickly wanted to get up and fight Cheng Kun, but he found that there was a cold energy in his body, which cut off his meridians and made him unable to move.

"Xie Xun, you have been like this since you entered my family. I didn't expect that after so many years, you haven't changed at all." Cheng Kun stroked Xie Xun's head with his big hand, his movements were extremely gentle, but his eyes were full of hatred and resentment. .

"I heard that you grabbed the Seven Injury Fist, which is very good, but it's not enough." Cheng Kun's magnetism was full of temptation, which kept echoing in Xie Xun's not so clear mind, "You don't have enough internal strength now, you can't use the Seven Injury Fist at all." The power of the hurt fist.

Why don't you find a good internal skill?

I heard that Wudang's internal strength is the best. Now Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Sanfeng's eldest disciple, is performing a heroic act at the foot of the mountain. Why don't you kill him and take away his internal strength?

With Wudang's internal strength, are you still afraid that you can't kill me..."

Xie Xun's eyes gradually became blank, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Cheng Kun stopped his hand, picked up Xie Xun, and wanted to leave this place.

But as soon as he stood up, he found a figure in the distance.

This man was sitting on a boulder, moving his head little by little, as if he was dozing off.

Cheng Kun glanced at the man warily, and when he saw that the man didn't move, he turned around and walked in the other direction.

But he didn't go far and stopped again.

I saw a one-armed old man wearing a sheepskin fur, standing at the intersection, as if waiting for someone.

When he felt Cheng Kun's gaze, the old man looked back at him coldly.

With just one glance, Cheng Kun felt his eyes sting, his back was instantly wet with cold sweat, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

I have no impression of these two people.

Where did two strange masters appear in this wilderness? !

Is it possible...that he has a grudge against himself?

"Senior, I am Shaolin disciple Yuan Zhen. My master is Master Kong Jian. May I ask your surname?"

Cheng Kun decided to lower his attitude first and explore the other party's intentions before thinking of countermeasures.

Li Chungang glanced at Cheng Kun with disdain, snorted coldly, and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist.

The long sword was bought from the blacksmith shop near the Sifang Escort Bureau for three taels of silver. It was ordinary and could barely be called sharp.

But the moment the long sword was unsheathed, Cheng Kun felt that his vision was completely filled with sword light, and it was completely white, and he couldn't see anything.

Cheng Kun's soul suddenly appeared and he turned around and ran away without hesitation!

escape! He is definitely no match!

You'll die if you stay!

At this moment, he heard a familiar laughter in front of him.

"Master, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?"

Cheng Kun's body trembled, and he suddenly found that his vision had returned.

In front of him, stood Lu Yuan with a smile on his face, and Kong Jian with a disappointed face.

"Master...Master, I...this..."

Being caught on the spot, Rao Chengkunji became Wushuang, and he couldn't say a word at this time.

After a while, he finally came to his senses, looked at Lu Yuan and said resentfully: "Were you acting just now?!"

"Your hiding skills are good, I really thought you were a dead person at first." Lu Yuan said slowly: "If my master hadn't sent me a message, I would have missed you.

Why do you think I stopped here?

Before Master Kong Jian showed up, the two of us had already finished communicating. "

Cheng Kun looked at Lu Yuan, then at Kong Jian, then back at Li Chungang. A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart. Finally, he looked at Lu Yuan and gritted his teeth and said, "You fought with Xie Xun, and you still had the power to pass." The sound is secret?!

I really underestimated you! "

Lu Yuan said matter-of-factly: "How much energy can be wasted by beating a finger.

Then again, don't you feel embarrassed that you, a martial artist in the Celestial Realm, would use such despicable methods? "

Cheng Kun sneered and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Kong Jian.

"Amitabha, some donors, please allow me to ask a few words." Kongjian looked at Cheng Kun, with mixed feelings in his heart. After a long time, he said softly: "Yuanzhen, you asked me to bring you here. Is this the purpose? ?

You said that you knew you were wrong and sincerely repented, and that you were willing to enter Buddhism and not care about worldly affairs.

So what are you doing now? "

Looking at Kong Jian's eyes full of grief, Cheng Kun's pre-made excuses came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out.

After a long time, he whispered to Kong Jian: "Master, it was my fault that I was wrong, and I shouldn't have lied to you.

I admit, I can't let go. "

Kong Jianwenyan closed his eyes in pain and murmured softly: "I was wrong as a teacher..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Jian spurted out a mouthful of golden blood, and his whole body's aura weakened to the extreme in a few breaths.

"not good!"

Li Chungang exclaimed and flashed to Kong Jian's side. The pure Qi continued to flow into Kong Jian's body, but Kong Jian's leak-free golden body turned into a sieve at this moment. As golden light spots.

After a while, Li Chungang said with some regret: "Old monk, why bother?"

"The disciple doesn't teach, it's the master's fault because I didn't teach him well." Kong Jian supported Li Chungang, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a bitter smile, "The disciple has committed evil, how can the master be immune to it alone.

I deserve this. "

Lu Yuan looked at Kong Jian, who had a kind face, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Cheng Kun's actions completely negated Kong Jian's long-held belief.

Broken faith leads to heartbreak.

When the mind is lost, the cultivation base is greatly damaged.

This Buddhist master, who was just one step away from becoming a land immortal, was exuding an aura that was not even as good as that of a second-grade minor master.

Cheng Kun didn't dare to look at Kong Jian anymore, lowered his head and said nothing, but his fists were clenched tightly and his lips trembled slightly.

"Donor Lu is right, but I thought too simply." Kong Jian looked at Lu Yuan, coughed slightly and then said in a low voice: "You won the bet between us.

When you come to Shaolin in the future, I will personally take you to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion to have a look. "

After that, he looked at Cheng Kun again and said softly: "Let's go.

From now on, don’t think of yourself as a Shaolin disciple. "

Cheng Kun glanced at Kong Jian in disbelief. Kong Jian closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. After a moment of silence, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully three times before turning around and disappearing into the darkness.

"Then he..." Lu Yuan asked, pointing to the unconscious Xie Xun.

"This is your business, Donor Lu." Kong Jian smiled and said, "I'm already on the wrong path.

I hope Donor Lu can come up with a better solution.

Don't be like me, where decades of hard work are ruined in one fell swoop.

Donor Lu, you are still young. With your talent, you will definitely be able to go further than us. "

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan solemnly saluted Kong Jian and said in a deep voice.

"The teachings of the seniors will be remembered by the juniors!"

"That's good, that's good." Kong Jian returned the gift, then looked in the direction Cheng Kun was leaving, and sighed silently...