In an instant, strong winds blew up and dark clouds gathered.
The power of wind and clouds in the nine heavens and ten earths instantly transformed into the strongest force that could shock the heavens and the earth and make ghosts weep. It seemed to echo the image of Tathagata hanging high in the sky and issued a fierce response!
Under this force, the sky suddenly changed color, purple lightning appeared in the void, and whirlpools appeared. In each vortex, there was an extremely terrifying lightning!
"Is this the combination of Fengyun and Mahamudra?" Looking at this extraordinary move that was as powerful as Tathagata Palm, Shi Yan, Shi E and other Shaolin masters looked at each other in surprise. This move was very similar to the Mahamudra that was jointly performed by Nie Han and Bu Lingchen in the rumors, but it also contained extremely profound Zen meaning, and it seemed like a Buddhist martial art. It was very different from the rumors and quite puzzling.
"This is Yuanji Maha! It is the unique skill of Shaolin Temple, don't worry!" A clear voice came from the temple. Everyone turned around and saw a young man in white clothes and long hair, slowly coming out with a sword.
Shi Yan took a closer look, and immediately his expression became stern. He asked in surprise, "You can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"
He can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, has a fierce reputation, and is so powerful that he can almost stop a child from crying. As soon as Shi Yan said this, the atmosphere in the Shaolin Temple suddenly changed.
Zhou Yi quickly spread his hands and said with an apologetic smile: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I have been a good man for many years, and I don't want to fight with you people from Shaolin Temple. Everyone should pay attention to this competition!"
At this moment, the wind and clouds are surging above the sky!
"Interesting!" Maraṇṭha murmured, raised his palm, and suddenly pressed down on the wooden fish.
The immense power was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and the shadow that covered the entire earth enveloped the entire Shaolin Temple. In an instant, the five fingers turned into mountains and fell, hoping to completely cut off all resistance from the Shaolin Temple with this blow!
This is the extraordinary power in mythology that once sealed the Monkey King Sun Wukong for hundreds of years, which was transformed by the eighth style of the magic palm, 'Boundless Buddha Dharma' - the Five Finger Mountain!
However, facing the vast, boundless and immense force, Mu Yu did not have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he faced it without hesitation!
He stretched out his palms and began to dance slowly. Extraordinary and extraordinary moves full of Zen spirit appeared one after another. The tiny and weak figure under the huge mountain of divine palms suddenly seemed to be the hub of communication between heaven and earth, and the operation of all things seemed to depend on him.
The clouds were driven by the strong wind caused by their rotation, and merged with the strong wind to form a huge white tornado! It was a huge tornado that reached the sky! The upper end of the tornado connected to the sky, turning the originally pure sky into a dark cloud.
The lower end was connected to the ground, and countless water vapors came from the lake not far away. Mixed with muddy soil and sand, the lower end of the tornado turned into chaos!
The wind and clouds swirled in the eye of the wind. In the eye of the wind, the wind and clouds howled, the purple lightning was fierce, the thunder roared, and the rain poured down!
The clouds in the sky were attracted by the tornado, gathering towards the upper end of the tornado from all directions, and were then sucked into the tornado, causing the volume of the tornado to continue to expand!
The wind and clouds in the tornado kept rubbing against each other, giving rise to tiny blue-purple arcs. The countless blue-purple arcs grew from small to large, from thin to thick, and became more and more ferocious, with the potential to tear the sky apart!
Rumbling thunder also came from the eye of the tornado at the top, whose diameter had expanded to more than ten meters. The deafening thunder was like the war drums of the gods, deafening and thrilling!
"The first Shaolin martial art, Yuanji Mahamudra, is here!"
call!
Suddenly, a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger howling rang out, the sound was so loud that it was deafening. Then, the sound of wind and clouds gathering and dispersing continued, like a loud thunder, breaking through the sky!
The wind and cloud tornado rushed straight into the sky and collided with the boundless giant mountain palm!
Gradually, tiny shattering sounds rang out from the sky, and the next moment, infinite light spread out like a tide.
With a roar, the mountain shape constructed by the huge energy broke apart, and even the three thousand Buddha shadows behind Maraṇa showed signs of cracking. The boundless energy backfired on itself, and Maraṇa immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and then retreated involuntarily.
boom!
The wind stops and the clouds disperse!
The sky became clear again, and sunlight poured down from the sky, giving the ruins in front of Mount Shaoshi a mysterious feeling of Zen.
Mu Yu stood in front of the stone steps and walked forward slowly. The soft light shone on his face, revealing the meaning of a high-level monk. In front and behind him were the injured and retreating Marandha and Shikong. The three of the world's top Buddhist masters stood in a straight line in the dark.
Molanta's face was uncertain. He quickly activated the Lihuo Xuanbing Gong in his body to recover his strength. Originally, with his body that had been transformed into eight Buddha weapons, he should be indestructible and immune to water and fire. However, facing the previous move, he felt as if his internal organs were almost pierced by the blow. Fortunately, this person did not have any killing intent in his moves, otherwise...
Impossible, absolutely impossible! Under my Tathagata Palm, who can match me? I am invincible in the world, how could I lose to this stupid monk in front of me
Molanta gnashed his teeth and looked forward. He slowly straightened his body, gathered his inner strength, and shouted: "I originally thought that Shaolin Temple was a famous and upright sect, the source of martial arts in the world, but I didn't expect that it would do such a shameful thing of bullying the minority with its numbers. If I tell others about it, I'm not afraid of being laughed at. Humph! I am alone. Even if I can't win today, I will definitely fight to the death!"
"Amitabha!" Mu Yu put his hands together and said calmly, "For a monk, empty reputation is not worth mentioning. I just learned a move called 'Yuanji Maha Wuliang' from Bodhidharma's stone wall. I will perform it on behalf of Bodhidharma and pass it on to future generations. Victory or defeat is nothing but external things!"
"But it's a pity..." Mu Yu said here, looked at Maranduo intently, and suddenly shook his head, with a look of regret.
"What a pity?" Marandha shouted loudly.
Mu Yu replied: "It's a pity that the Tathagata Palm was not passed down to a human being, so he cannot perform it to its full potential!"
"Nonsense!" Marandha was always very arrogant. He could not stand being told that Muyu was a scoundrel. He roared, "If you two hadn't joined forces to beat me, my 'Boundless Buddha Dharma' would never have been broken. You two shameless monks!"
Mu Yu smiled slightly and walked forward slowly: "If you are the one who has been taught, how could you not be able to perform the ninth move 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage'?"
"This..." Molantuo immediately lost his words, his pupils widened as he stared at the wooden fish in front of him. The fact that he could not practice the ninth form of Tathagata Palm 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage' was the biggest secret in his heart, and now it was revealed in front of the wooden fish. How could he not be shocked
"Why do you say that I can't master the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Emperor?"
The corners of Mu Yu's mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"If you can, show it to me!" (To be continued)