Just as Nanfeng was trying to remember where the sound came from, Kongxing, the abbot of Longkong Temple, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Namo Amitabha."
When Nanfeng heard the sound, he immediately retracted his mind and looked at the old monk's emptiness. After Buddhism entered China, it borrowed a lot of Taoist etiquette. Taking this name and the Buddha's name as an example, ordinary Taoists can only recite the infinite deity, and only ascend to the mountain. Only those with a pure Purple Qi can recite the name of the Six Perfect Paths: Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lords. Ordinary monks can only recite Amitabha. Only eminent monks who have advanced to the Purple Qi or possess supernatural powers comparable to the Purple Qi can recite Namo Amitabha.
Longkong Temple was not big. He had underestimated Longkong Temple before, but he did not expect that there was a master of purple energy hiding in this small temple.
After chanting the Buddha's name, Kongxing said again, "May I ask the donor, is this coming to provoke a challenge or to compete in martial arts?"
Although this Kongxing was older, his words were full of vigor, and everyone could hear him very clearly from a distance of more than ten feet. Kongxing's words have a profound meaning. The purpose is to find out the other party's intention. If it is a provocation and challenge, he will not show mercy when he does it. If it's a martial arts competition, then both sides can only go so far.
"Challenge." The man in coir raincoat replied solemnly.
The man spoke again, and Nanfeng felt more and more that the other man's voice was very familiar, but he still couldn't remember that the voice belonged to someone he knew or had seen.
"Amitabha, ask the donor again, do you want to win or lose or see life and death?" Kongxing asked again. The eminent monks can chant Namo Amitabha, but it does not mean that they must chant the six-syllable Buddha's name.
This time the man in the coir raincoat didn't answer, he took two steps back, held the knife in his backhand, and opened his stance.
Kongxing raised his right hand slightly, and the monks behind him understood and dispersed to the left and right.
The long sword used by the man in the coir raincoat is different from the sharp blades used by ordinary warriors. It is three feet long, with a straight blade, a narrow spine and a thin blade.
Because the blade is straight and narrow, this style of long knife will lack strength when used, but it will be more convenient to control. To put it bluntly, it means giving up strength in exchange for quick attacks.
Speed alone is not enough, it also needs to be able to hurt the enemy. The lack of strength must be made up elsewhere. The blade of this long knife is covered with snowflakes, which shows that the long knife is extremely sharp. The blade and edge of a truly sharp sword will be slightly sharp. Only those that are rough and have not been sharpened will be shiny and smooth.
In addition, the long sword used by this man in the raincoat did not even have a scabbard, which saves the time of unsheathing the sword. This shows that this man only cares about practicality and does not care about appearance. The sword is a weapon to him. rather than accessories.
Just when Nanfeng saw the man in the raincoat holding the sword, the man in the raincoat suddenly made a move. As expected, this man was walking the fast and unbreakable path. His body turned left and moved forward. At the same time, he moved his right arm forward, and the long knife This is a reverse grip position, which saves the time of swinging the knife under the arm.
They were both watching the battle. Magistrate Hu and others were only looking at the moves, while Nanfeng was not only looking at the moves, but also looking at the complexion of the man in the coir raincoat. What he didn't expect was that the aura of the man in the coir raincoat was red, and he actually only had a high-level cultivation level, compared to His Ascension to Profound Realm is still one level lower.
I don't know whether it was because he was standing unsteadily or because the angle was not accurate enough, but the man in the raincoat's long knife actually aimed at Kong Xing's left cheek.
When facing an enemy in battle, if you want to kill someone, you should just chop on the neck. If it is a tentative attack, you should attack non-vital parts. Cutting off the face is unclear.
Seeing the long knife being swung, Kong Xing leaned up to avoid it. At the same time, he bent his left knee and only supported his weight with his left leg. He rushed out with his right leg and kicked the left leg of the man in the raincoat.
The man in the coir raincoat had no way to avoid it and had no intention of dodging. He leaned to the right and fell down. At the same time, he shook his wrist and turned the knife, turning the slash into a chop. He accelerated the chop with the help of his own weight.
Kung Xing was now holding one leg on the ground, and the man in the straw raincoat leaned over, causing his kicked right leg to lose its accuracy. In fact, he could still continue kicking at this time, and he could also hit the man in the straw raincoat's left leg, but once Kick the man in the raincoat on the left leg, which will cause the opponent to tilt backwards at a much faster speed, and then he will suffer the consequences.
The response of the man in the coir raincoat was not ingenious, but Nanfeng was an expert and could see clearly that the man in the coir raincoat's sword seemed to have lost its accuracy again. What he cut off was not Kongxing's head or shoulders, but Kongxing's. ears, what kind of method is this
At the critical moment, Kong Xing withdrew the strength of his right leg, twisted his body to the right, supported the ground with his right arm, instead of his left leg to stabilize his body, freed his left leg, and kicked back in the air.
The man in the raincoat didn't react in time and was kicked by Kongxing's left leg. He spun around and fell to the snow.
After landing on the ground, this person jumped up, stretched his right leg forward, squatted with his left leg, held the knife in both hands, and adjusted his breath slightly.
After the man in the coir raincoat landed, the bamboo hat on his head fell off. Nanfeng finally saw the man's appearance clearly, and his heart suddenly palpitated. He was really surprised and happy. The man in the coir raincoat was none other than his long-lost sworn brother. Gongsun Changle.
Five years later, Gongsun Changle has changed a lot. Changle was only thirteen years old when we parted, and now he is eighteen. Although he is still as thin, he has grown a lot taller, and his facial features have become harder. He was thin, with high cheekbones and brows. His slightly sunken eyes were darkly shining, focused and steady, cold and quiet. He had seen such eyes on the face of the male wolf in Taiyi Mountain. The two were exactly the same, extremely Similar.
When they were separated, they were only half-grown children, and their childish voices had not completely faded away. Now that they are adults, their voices have also changed slightly. Therefore, he only felt familiar before, but could not remember who it was.
Changle may not have been very happy in the past few years. He is thin and has a messy bun. It is already winter, and he is actually wearing a single suit under his coir raincoat.
Nanfeng and Changle had a very good personal relationship. Seeing his brother in such a state, he was heartbroken and wished he could immediately go forward and hug him. However, Changle was fighting against Kongxing at this time and must not distract him at this time.
Chang Le only saw emptiness in his eyes and did not see Nan Feng. After a brief breath adjustment, he stepped forward again with his sword.
"That man is no match for Master Kongxing." said the Yamen servant of Magistrate Hu.
Kongxing is a master of purple energy, and the spiritual energy can break out of the body. When he saw Changle coming to attack, he struck out a palm from the air before he could get close.
Changle reacted extremely quickly. When Kongxing raised his hand, he guessed that Kongxing was going to use his spiritual energy to attack from a distance. He didn't wait for Kongxing to release his palm and then changed his position midway, causing Kongxing to hit the air with one palm.
Changle knew that something had happened first, he managed to avoid Kongxing's two palms, and got close again, using a strange move, twisting the blade, and counterattacking Kongxing's body.
In addition to excitement and worry, Nanfeng also had strong doubts in his heart. Everything had a reason. He didn't know why Changle challenged Emptiness. But judging from the angle and direction of Changle's attack, it seemed that Changle was not trying to defeat the opponent, because Changle None of the choices are the best targets to attack.
The ** is a large acupoint that gathers yin and yang. The emptiness does not dare to be enlarged. The qi rises in the Dantian and rushes to the spring. It rises in the air before the long knife comes close.
Changle seemed to have expected that the opponent would respond like this. He leaned forward and fell backwards. He struck the ground with his left palm to use the force and kicked up with both feet at the same time.
"Oops." Nanfeng frowned suddenly. He didn't know if Chang Le was not cultivated enough or something, but the angle of kicking his feet was not Kongxing's body, but Kongxing's feet.
How could Kongxing miss this rare opportunity? His spiritual energy was quickly withdrawn, and he fell down. His feet hit Changle's feet at the same time.
The Ziqi master's pedaling was no small matter. Under the heavy pressure, Changle immediately fell to the ground. Fortunately, he responded in time. Before landing, he bent down to relieve most of the force. Otherwise, he might have broken his neck and lumbar spine.
Changle was frustrated again but was not discouraged. He stabilized his body and breathed steadily. After Kongxing landed, he bullied himself to attack again.
As the saying goes, nature is easy to change but hard to change. A person's temperament as a child usually does not change much when he grows up. Nanfeng and Changle grew up together and know Changle very well. Gongsun is not a Han surname. Changle's ancestors should be He is a foreigner. He doesn't speak much. He is fierce, stubborn, and stubborn. However, Changle is very smart, clear-headed, and very organized in his work. Take the killing of the unscrupulous doctor as an example. There was no warning before, so he hid the knife and chose the right time. Breaking into the house, committing the murder, not wanting to implicate his brothers, and staying where he was after the murder to wait for the government to catch him, all of which show that Chang Le is a very sober person.
However, what Changle did at this time seemed irrational and even unreasonable. His cultivation was too far behind in emptiness, and there was absolutely no possibility of victory.
The eight rounds before and after all ended with Chang Le retreating in defeat. Due to repeated heavy injuries, there was blood on the corner of Chang Le's mouth.
"This guy is really ungrateful. If Master Kongxing hadn't been merciful, he would have died several times." A government official said self-righteously.
"He is still alive today, not because Master Kongxing is merciful, but because he is fast." Zhang Zhong retorted.
Nanfeng glanced at Zhang Zhong approvingly. Changle, who only had a high-level cultivation level, could actually fight against the purple energy master for eight rounds with his extraordinary speed. He thought he couldn't do it.
Fatty once said before that there are eighteen moves of the Prajna Magic Skill, but under Changle's attack, Kongxing didn't even use a single move of the Prajna Magic Skill in these nine rounds. After being repelled by Kongxing again, Changle did not use it again. Instead of rushing to attack, he crossed his sword and held his fist. "The victory has been decided. We will see you later."
After saying this, he picked up the bamboo hat and turned around to leave without waiting for Kongxing's reply.
Chang Le was not distracted, put on a bamboo hat and walked quickly with his head down, passing by everyone without even looking at them.
At this time, Nanfeng's mind was no longer on the magical power of Prajna. He only wanted to recruit this person, so he abandoned everyone and went to pursue Changle alone...