"Look at the truth of me!" Dou Mu Hao Gao Xuan Buddha, with the catalysis of the power of descending the dragon and the tiger, finally displayed the most powerful technique he can comprehend now, the truth of Buddhism. The so-called truth is actually something like style. King Kong pays attention to epiphany. Epiphany is actually a complicated psychological process. It is a complex psychological process to understand life and Buddha Dharma. After the epiphany, the eminent monks can often get their own truth, that is, they have formed their own style. They are no longer limited to the thirty-two aspects of the vajra. Every gesture and action are all aspects of the law, and it is also the peak of vajra cultivation. , That is, proudly between the world based on the truth.
When Dou Muqi was twelve years old, he had learned thirty-two phases, and he was a rare martial arts genius in King Kong, but he was only middle-to-high in Buddhist attainments. After learning, Master Xian once asked him, what is Hong Chen? The answer is I don't know. The first teacher asked again: Are you willing to become a monk or at home? Doumuqi replied happily, "I grew up with my master. If the master is a monk, I am a monk. If the master is at home, I will also be at home. As for what hongchen is, I have never experienced it, and of course I have never seen it through." Long sighed, "It's nothing more, I am too strict with you, and I have ignored your own thoughts, or you have no relationship with me from now on, so go to the red dust and experience it by yourself."
It was not until the death of the first master that Dou Muxie was able to hurriedly return to his master's side. The master held his last breath and used the secret Zen Buddhism initiation method to pass on his eighty years of cultivation to Dou Muxie, leaving behind a confusion. There is still an invisible red dust.
Master, I understand. Since the red dust exists, I will use the red dust method to universally save sentient beings. I am not in the red dust, nor in the emptiness gate. Perhaps the mighty emptiness does not exist, so why be persistent? Doumuqi thought secretly in his heart that the bodhicitta technique mentioned ten percent, and the majestic fist gang formed layers of pale golden shadows, surrounding Liangzi and himself, letting the lightning sable's fist wind bombard the protection cast by the fist gang. On the cover, there is a sonorous voice.
"It's a good image of the world. I see Buddhism in the world, and there is true temperament in the empty door. The kid is not bad, how long will I see you keep it?" Lightning Diao praised, he did not expect that Dou Muqi was actually supporting the fist with Jianglong Fuhu Gong. The protective cover created, in this way, your own fist wind is completely useless, and it will not last long. See how long you can last
"My mortal style is more than just defense." Dou Mujian's face was solemn, and the left hand made a vajra to protect the vitals of his body, and his right fist was twisted out of the crooked area from under his left wrist. The style and the feminine way make Liu Litong wonder. "The love in the world is the most bitter, and the Dharma is difficult for lovers." This punch is the experience of Dou Mu Hao's fate. Love is always full of variables, and the memories left to young people are often full of unforgettable bitterness. It's hard to eliminate the return to a hundred revolutions, and the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi has never forgotten. With the sticky bitterness, the punch drilled straight into Liu Litong's lower abdomen.
"Your Excellency also had such a period of bitterness?" Liu Litong experienced the vicissitudes of life, and felt the meaning of the bitterness from his fist strength, and his left elbow sank to hold up this killer move. "At my age, the bitterness of the past may also be a sweet memory, young man." After speaking, his left arm was turned over, and the right arm wrapped around the Doumu Hao snaked up, watching the posture to take off the Doumu Hao's right arm. , It turned out to be the best effort all the way.
"Since your Excellency can help each other with yin and yang and understand the world, why bother to do assassin?" Dou Muqi didn't dare to slack a little bit, and asked while disassembling the troublesome little grappling hand. The small grasping hand is originally a small and close-kung fu. The many aspects of King Kong can make the hands and feet soft and boneless, and they can often resolve the lightning sable's fierce killer from an incredible angle.
"It's just the grievances left by the ancestors." Liu Litong was not entangled in words. Seeing that the small grabbing hand could not gain the upper hand, the monk seemed quite familiar with the art of yoga, and suddenly he charged a punch to Dou Muqi's fist. With a "boom", the originally indifferent Dou Mu Hao spouted a mouthful of blood, which was immediately struck by the two's fist winds, and evenly scattered in the internal force storm centered on the two. Among them, it dyed the originally qualitative and intangible space with a faint red.
"It turns out that you have insufficient internal strength after all, so it will be easy to handle." Liu Litong suddenly realized that even if the boy in front of him is proficient in the tricks, this lack of internal strength cannot be compensated by opportunism. After the words were vacant, Dou Muxie drew his fists back for protection, staggered his four feet, and pushed both palms together, but he attacked Ryoko behind Dou Muxie.
Dou Muqi was helpless, a pair of fleshy palms rested on Liangzi's shoulders, abruptly blocking Lightning Sable's mortal kill, but when the two palms intersected, Dou Muqi realized that he had been fooled. Liu Litong was simply to lure herself into being fooled, and he had to compete with him for internal strength. Now this guy has a sucker on his palm, but he can't remove his palm strength anymore. There is a Liangzi in front of him, and he suffers no matter what.
The two people who had fought well just now have stopped moving. They are standing there quietly. To be precise, Ryoko can't move either. Their breath hasn't been evenly blended, and Dou Mu Hao's palms rest on their shoulders. Stalemate. The effort of a stick of incense quickly passed, and there was a straight white mist above both people's heads. The heat generated by the burning internal force made the two sweat profusely, and the sweat was quickly evaporated into water vapor, and finally in the low temperature of winter Condensed into water mist and turned into two misty pillars.
"Competition for internal power? This is the strong point of Dou Mu Hao." Jing Mu Hao knew that Dou Mu Hao's body contained the inner strength of the previous generation of Vajra Sect masters for 80 years. It is no small thing. Now seeing the two palms intersecting, it is not very good. Worried. There is no one who is still alive who is confident that he can match Dou Mu Hao's inner strength.
Liu Litong was also surprised in every way. Her internal strength for more than sixty years was actually no better than that of a hairy boy. Seeing that the time had passed, this boy was not tired at all. How could this be possible? Although he has absolute confidence that he will not lose to a junior in internal strength, but the opponent is playing in the wheel, so consumption is not a solution.
Dou Mu Hao's heart is also uncomfortable. He is now forcing the dragon and the tiger, and he consumes a lot of internal strength. He also scored more than half to suppress the demons. As a result, his own strong internal strength is lost. If one is careless Inner demons breed, I am afraid that no one present can prevent themselves from committing a murderous predicament, and the consequences will be disastrous.
When the two were compared in this way, Liangzi finally let out the last breath of turbid qi. He worked sixty-four small weeks and finally resolved the infuriating qi that had intruded into his heart. Liangzi, a load-bearing beam, clearly felt that Dou Mu Ha's body was trembling lightly. It was obvious that the side effects of the Dragon-Falling Tiger Technique began to show up. Liangzi had seen this trick before, and he knew the risks of this trick. It is huge, and once the movement stops, there is no combat effectiveness in a short time, and even the action is reluctant.