The First Cause of All Realms

boom!

The sound emptied and rumbled.

Blood swelled, snow turned into rain.

It seems that there is a divine front that is consistent and divided into two halves. Yang Prison walks like a dragon, swept across several miles, and when he stops, there is a strong wind rolling down below, blowing the rain that melted snowflakes, flying all over the sky.

"Tianlong Yin?!"

As the wind howled, all the masters outside the moat couldn't help but retreat. Only the three monks in Dachan Temple stood like a mountain, but their movements couldn't help slowing down.

This long howl was not enough to keep the three of them away.

However, looking at Yang Prison who came across the line, the three of them had to be moved.

In the eyes of others, the people who come here may just be loud, but in their eyes, it is far more than that!

The skill in the echoes of the sound waves is Tianlong Yin!

The golden light attached to the surface of his body is the indestructible body of a vajra, and the skill of exerting force all over his body during his strides actually contains the skill of the Buddha throwing an elephant!

This is not specious, it is not a superficial understanding, but the essence!

And the person he mentioned was...

when!

when!

when!

The exhaust air waves meet and collide with the shadow of the golden bell, making a loud and deafening bell, and the bell waves reverberate, visible to the naked eye.

, Within a dozen miles, there are strong winds surging.

"Grandmaster Yinyue?"

The palm of the old monk Xu Jing that was about to stick out hung down, suspicion and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Dachan Temple's secret techniques and magical powers are famous all over the world, and there have been many leaks in the past two thousand years.

However, the martial arts of Buddhism can not be practiced by everyone. Even if you don’t need outsiders, you will not be able to get the essence and mystery.

If you want to cultivate thoroughly, you must find the 'trick' from the vast Buddhist scriptures.

The martial arts of the people who come here obviously have the essence, but there seems to be no rumored disciples of fighting the Buddha and Yinyue...

"Where did you get my Dachan Temple magic and secret techniques?!"

Xu Jing had doubts in his heart, and the other two monks couldn't hold it any longer and shouted loudly, unable to hide their shock and anger.

call!

The cold wind blew Xuanyi, Yang Yu looked around, his eyes swept over everyone, and fell on Henry Zhang:

"The King of Northwest China is quite well-connected, even the abbot of Dachan Temple, please get it."

Without answering, Henry Zhang glanced at Lu Qingting who was standing in the distance, and his heart sank.

He was not surprised that Lu Qingting failed to reconcile, but what surprised him was that Ma Longtu died without even the slightest injury.

this……

"Yuan that thief!"

Seeing him not allowed, the two old monks became more and more frightened and angry. They were about to drink again, but they were called by Xu Jing. The voice of this shriveled and fleshless old monk was frighteningly loud:

"Dare to ask the donor, where did you steal my Dachan Temple magic?"

"The essence of Buddhist martial arts is mostly in the Buddhist scriptures. If there is no word of mouth, who can steal it?"

Yang Yu was not angry either, and said lightly:

"It is from Dharma's own hand."

"nonsense!"

The two monks were furious again, but the old monk Xu Jing remembered something, and his eyes became fierce:

"In the fantasy world of Pingdu Mountain in Baizhou, is there really Patriarch Bodhidharma?!"

The King of the Northwest is naturally kind to Dachan Temple, but it is naturally not his letter that he can come from thousands of miles away.

But it was spread a few years ago, the illusion of Pingdushan.

According to legend, in that illusion, there are traces of Bodhidharma's ancestor Fulong, which caused the sects of Buddhism to boil, and the people he dispatched could not communicate, so he did it himself.

At this moment, when I heard Yang Yu utter the words 'Dharma's personal inheritance', he was not angry but happy, and the fighting intent he had had faded away.

"Pingdushan Illusion?"

Hearing this, Yang Yu hadn't answered yet, but Henry Zhang's complexion changed, only to realize that the old monk was just coming along the way.

Instead, to come to help...

Yang Yu naturally saw the change in his complexion, and couldn't help but smile:

"Yes, in Pingdu Mountain, Grandmaster Bodhidharma and Yang Mou met like old friends, and they once sat down to discuss Taoism. These martial arts are also passed down by his old man!"

"you!"

Hearing these words, the two irritable old monks, on the contrary, became suspicious, and suddenly remembered the biography they received a few years ago:

"You are, Yang Prison?!"

The two old monks, who were three hundred years younger in total, looked at each other and both took a deep breath.

At this moment, Yang Prison, who was passed down in the book a few years ago, is actually the same person who is famous all over the world because of the wanted order? !

This is not what they expected.

Across thousands of mountains and rivers, the message transmission is ultimately distorted, and the Yang Prison in the book is a junior who has not even ignited the furnace.

The person on the wanted list is a great master of fighting and killing, an unparalleled murderous master.

In just a few short years, who would have thought that these two people were actually the same person? !

"Amitabha."

The old monk Xu Jing folded his hands, and the hostility was gone:

"Fang donor has such a good fortune, I really envy the old man..."

Of course he didn't believe that Yang Prison from a few years ago was qualified to sit down and talk with Grand Master Bodhidharma, but what he did was so authentic,

Obviously, it was under the guidance of the ancestors.

The ancestors passed on the practice, and the descendants naturally had no room to talk about it.

"Master Xu Jing!"

Seeing that the anger between the two diminished, Henry Zhang couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't listen to this person's nonsense! How can the great master of Bodhidharma talk with a younger generation? This person is only afraid that he has stolen the magic of Dachan Temple from elsewhere..."

"Why is the lord so impatient? Since the old man has promised you, how can he defect?"

Xu Jing shook his head slightly and said bluntly:

"Your Majesty is addicted to pleasure, compared to thirty years ago, not only has there been no improvement in martial arts, but also a little bit of everyone's demeanor...

How much more quiet, even the other two old monks also heard the meaning of Henry Zhang's words, and they were slightly dissatisfied.

"If you care about it, you will be confused. Master, don't blame it."

Henry Zhang breathed for a while, almost blushing, but he couldn't attack, so he had to press his anger and smiled bitterly:

"In the Dao City, there are thousands of people. If the city gate is occupied by thieves, it will be a tragedy in the world..."

"Old pig dog! You are also worthy of a tragedy in the world!"

Henry Zhang's words were not finished, and he was interrupted by a sneer. Yang Yu looked at it coldly, and his words were full of indifference:

"Zhang Yuanzhu Hero I, how did you give birth to a beast like you who is inferior to a pig and a dog!"

"You dare to insult me!"

Henry Zhang was furious, his true anger surged, and his arrogance was like fire.

Immediately, the trembling sound of the great earthquake overwhelmed his long howl, Yang Yu stomped his feet, jumped up, swept across Li Xu, raised his fists like the sun, and fell down:

"How about insulting you?!"

boom!

Pushing the fist to the sky, the shot is like a thunderstorm.

Unlike any martial artist, Yang Yu, who has ten dragons and ten elephants, has no worries about lack of energy, and never tries to test anyone.

A shot is a lore collision.

Historically, in fighting people, if you don't win, you're far behind. If you win, it's a quick victory!

"Too deceiving!"

Henry Zhang’s beard and hair were all open, and Yu Guang glanced at Xu Jing, seeing that the latter was indifferent, and gritted his teeth.

With his severely injured body, he urged the 'Tiangang Divine Fist' again.

boom!

It seems like a meteor collided, and the ripples scattered. When it fell to the ground, the ground cracked. When it fell into the moat, the ice water splashed. Four hundred years ago, Zhang Yuanzhu pushed the world horizontally, and there was no resistance. Someone once said that if he was not an emperor , must be the supreme master comparable to the sloppy Taoist and the great master of Bodhidharma.

Throughout his life, the magical powers passed down include 'Invincible Tiangang', 'Tiangang Shenquan', "Yin-Yang Grinding" and "Tianwu Zhengang".

' Wait for as many as nine doors!

And this Heavenly Gang Fist is exactly the killing method that he relies on to push horizontally.

Henry Zhang couldn’t fit the situation, and he was seriously injured, but he also resisted Yang Yu’s punch, but he also fell to the ground like a cannonball, coughing up blood again.

"Too ferocious..."

The collision between the two was too fast and too urgent, but Lu Qingting, Tie Tafa, and the big boss, who were watching the battle all the time, naturally saw it clearly.

Hearts are a little cold.

This shot is really too ferocious, and it is a battlefield killing method that kills the enemy, which really makes them a little at a loss.

"Amitabha."

A punch fell to Henry Zhang, but Yang Yu, who accepted his punch in the mustard space, didn't retreat half a step, and when he punched again and was about to smash down, Xu Jing could only do it.

The broad, full palms were in front of them, and with the huge bell, the two stepped back one after another, and their eyes were dignified.

"Master Yang Shi is unparalleled in divine power, and has profound knowledge of boxing, but the killing is a bit fierce..."

The old monk was slightly moved.

His understated palm contained the essence of the seven magical techniques, including the 'Vajra Indestructible Body', 'The Buddha Throwing the Elephant', and 'The Cassock Conquers the Demons'.

He was actually forced to take a step back...

"Killing Kulie?"

Hearing this, Yang Yu shook his head involuntarily:

"Master's statement is very wrong, Yang's ferocity is far, far worse than the one behind you...

Xu Jing glanced at Henry Zhang, the latter's face was pale, and the injury was a little more serious. Hearing this, he couldn't help sneering:

"This king has not been in the city for 30 years, and he does not kill people. Compared with his ferocity, is it better than when you were in the street Ling Chi Shangguan?

Yanzhou City killed thousands? ! "

"Amitabha."

The two old monks bowed their heads and recited the Buddha's name.

It's hard to believe that such a character would use such inhuman torture as 'Ling Chi'...

"Yang is not a good person. In ten years, he has killed more than ten thousand people. If he thinks about it, it is only a lot. However..."

Yang Prison is very calm, and he doesn't care about the people whose expressions change.

His gaze fell on the 'snow wall' that was blown away by the strong wind of the two fighting.

As his gaze shifted, the attention of the crowd also fell on the 'snow wall', and their expressions were moved.

The gathering place where tens of thousands of people live, is not big, but it is not small. This snow wall, even if there is only one side,

Also more than 3,000 corpses!

Under the wind and snow, corpses piled up, both men and women, the old and the weak the most...

"The strong wind and snow did not stop for months, and the people were frozen to death by the wind and snow. This king also felt heartache when he saw it..."

Seeing the changes in everyone's expressions, Henry Zhang almost bit his teeth:

"You want to put their deaths~www.readwn.com~ on the king's head, but it is pure slander!"

His voice was high, but no one was listening.

"The Lord of the One Path, the King of All Peoples, it is a sin to be mediocre, let alone you inhuman pig dog..."

Everyone was silent, even if they were quiet, they folded their hands and lowered their heads.

There are many big cities in the world in front, the government in front, parents and officials in front, but outside the city gate, they died of cold and starvation.

How desperate and painful is this?

"Just now, you arrived at Lingchi..."

Yang Yu raised his hand and held the half-broken two-edged sword:

"It's good that you can mention it,

very good……"

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