Update time: 2013-09-11
In an instant, almost all the martial arts masters of the Xuezhou Human Race gathered here.
At three o'clock in the morning, the sect's product discussion meeting officially began.
To the disappointment of some people, the new inspector Ding Honglei did not show up. The person who presided over the whole ceremony was another old man with pale hair and beard. He was also born in China and had an extraordinary bearing. Ding Hao quietly used his spiritual consciousness to test this person. His strength is probably equivalent to that of Zhuo Feifan, who fell before, and he is also an amazing master.
The opening ceremony was lengthy and cumbersome.
The human race has formed many ancient rituals to survive in this crisis-ridden land. At the end of the ceremony, there is an indispensable ancestor worship ceremony. The heads of the nine sects and the old man who was called Uncle Chen were slaughtered. Eleven demon commander-level demons were prepared long ago, and they used demon blood to priest the ancestral spirits of all generations...
Ding Hao is not very interested in such a ceremony.
Almost the entire morning, he hid in a tent in the Wenjian Sect area to practice.
In the battle with Jiang Disheng that night, Ding Hao also lost a lot of profound energy in his body. He was seizing the time to recharge his batteries and absorbed three top-grade mysterious stones in a row before he felt that the profound energy in his body was saturated. The fat cat Xieyue who was playing outside finally came back. He didn’t know what he had swallowed. He looked listless and snored next to Ding Hao...
The morning was occupied by various long rituals.
The real competition begins in the afternoon.
As the most popular genius of the Wenjian Sect, Ding Hao is naturally the main force in the battle. According to the sect's arrangements, Ding Hao will participate in the competition of the younger generation in the two categories of martial arts and Ming.
Huang Xiong photographed a young disciple as Ding Hao's personal attendant, responsible for reminding Ding Hao of the times for various competitions.
"Uncle Master, after a stick of incense, it's your first martial arts competition. Your opponent is from the Wu Nian Sect. I don't know which one it is. It depends on the order of the Wu Nian Sect..." This young disciple named Huang Lei Respectfully.
Various shouts and shouts could be faintly heard outside the tent, surging around like spring thunder and tide, which showed that the various competitions had reached the level of close combat.
Ding Hao nodded.
After a moment of burning incense, Ding Hao walked out of the tent and, under the guidance of Huang Lei, came to the competition arena.
Ding Hao's appearance caused many people to shout wildly.
As the most famous genius recently, Ding Hao has a high popularity. It is a blessing for many warriors to be able to witness the duel of masters of this level at close range. Many young warriors who regard Ding Hao as their idol also hope to be able to witness the battle process of their idols. I have gained some understanding and praying will benefit my own practice.
Ding Hao stepped on the void step by step, just like stepping on steps, and came to the ring in a hurry.
The round red arena was a full three feet above the ground, with smooth sides and no steps. It was crowded with people, and all kinds of noises and shouts came and went, making it extremely lively.
On the distant viewing platform, there are eleven older generation masters with aura as deep as the abyss and unfathomable knowledge. They are from the nine sects and sects. They are the judges and witnesses of the competition.
"Senior Brother Ding, please, poor nun Miaoyin, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Ding." A young female nun who was as pretty as a hibiscus emerged from the water stood opposite.
She is Ding Hao's opponent in this competition.
Ding Hao bowed his hand.
The disciples of the Wu Nian sect are all monks. This little nun has quite the demeanor of listening to Zen with tears, but she is far inferior in strength. Ding Hao only glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness and knew that she was only half a step into the realm of the innate martial arts. Far from being his opponent.
The senior leaders of the Wu Nian Sect should be aware of their own strength. They actually chose such a disciple to face them. It seemed that they were giving up on this match.
"Miaoyin knows that she is no match for Senior Brother Ding, but Senior Sister Tingchan has great respect for Senior Brother Ding. Miaoyin is really honored to have the opportunity to be taught by Senior Brother Ding." The little nun said with a smile.
She was dressed in a snow-white ziyi, with jade-like skin and a pair of eyes that were as bright and crystal clear as a clear spring in a mountain stream. The large ziyi robe rustled in the long wind and was tightly wrapped around her delicate body, making her look unparalleled.
Countless people around him lamented that it was a waste of natural resources for such a beautiful woman to choose to always accompany the ancient Buddha with a green lantern.
"Master Miaoyin is too humble. The Wu Nian sect's Buddhist teachings are exquisite and exquisite. Wen Wenjian Sect has its own expertise. Let's prove each other." Ding Hao's right hand flicked in the void and moved. His body was like a sharp sword, emitting radiance. Show sharp energy.
Since it was a sect competition, Ding Hao still wanted to compete with the Wenjian Sect's skills.
There is always a faint smile on the face of the nun Miaoyin. A whisk made of heavenly silk is stuck behind her swan-like soft neck. A pair of white and delicate little hands stretch out from the wide sleeves of her Ziyi clothes. With both hands, she pinches a Buddhist Mudras, lowered eyebrows and eyes, chanting Sanskrit sounds in a low voice, the treasure is solemn, the whole body is faintly projected with golden light, and the shadow of a Buddha statue appears behind him, filled with an aura of holy compassion.
"Huh? It's cooperation. This is an extremely extraordinary Buddhist skill and combat skill... It's strange that the birthplace of Buddhist Taoism is in the Western Desert. The Wu Nian Sect is just a small sect in Xuzhou in the northern region, but it has mastered it. Such exquisite Buddhist magical powers... are a bit interesting."
Sword Ancestor's thoughtful voice sounded in his mind.
Ding Hao's face was calm and unmoved, and he carefully observed the Buddhist skills performed by Miao Yin.
Now that he has reached the realm of cultivation, his seventh sense has become extremely keen, and his comprehension is extraordinary. Many techniques can be understood through just one look at them. Although they are exquisite, Ding Hao also hopes that he can understand them all in this station. Second, gain some understanding.
This is one of Ding Hao's real purposes for participating in this sect's product review conference.
Meeting the nine sects and some casual cultivators can not only broaden your horizons, but also secretly figure out the secrets of other sects, blend them and study them for your own use, gather the essence of hundreds of schools, and constantly revise and deepen your own martial arts. , if you want to achieve the realm of the future Martial King and Martial Emperor, this is the path you must take.
Others would never have thought that Ding Hao secretly practiced such a perverted technique. This conference was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Ding Hao.
This competition lasted for a full hour.
The nun Miaoyin displayed her magical powers vividly and continuously, with endless Sanskrit sounds. The golden Buddha palms were continuously blasted down from the void under the control of her handprints. The power was extraordinary, causing the entire arena to shake violently. Ding Hao used Xuan Shuang to The Sword of the Divine Weapon, used repeatedly, remained motionless like a mainstay amidst the collision of Sanskrit sounds and endless Buddha light.
Finally, seeing that even Ding Hao's body was not within one meter of Ding Hao's body, the nun could only chant the Buddha's name and had no choice but to admit defeat.
"Senior Brother Ding has exquisite swordsmanship and profound cultivation. Miaoyin has been taught me." The female nun wore fluttering clothes and saluted with one palm, looking cool even in defeat.
In the eyes of many people, in this competition, Ding Hao, who was much more powerful, saved enough face for this pretty nun in such a way. Otherwise, Ding Hao could have killed her with just one sword due to his tyrannical behavior. Fei, Miaoyin herself thinks so too, and her attitude in her words is extremely sincere and respectful.
Ding Hao secretly felt ashamed and returned the favor with a smile.
Who knew that what Miaoyin Nun said next would surprise Ding Hao.
"A few days ago, Senior Brother Ding and Senior Sister Tingchan fought side by side against the two demon kings. They once composed two Buddhist verses with their magical power, showing their profound attainments in Buddhism. Those two Buddhist verses have also spread and become a good story. I The master of the sect greatly praised Senior Brother Ding's Buddhist verses. The head of the school even asserted that Senior Brother has Buddha nature and is a man of great wisdom. Miaoyin had a chance to meet Senior Brother Ding today and boldly asked Senior Brother Ding to give him a Buddhist verse. First of all, thank you very much.”
The nun Saraswati bowed slightly and spoke sincerely.
"This..." Ding Hao was stunned, but he didn't expect Miaoyin to make such a request.
Those two Buddhist verses were plagiarized by Ding Hao on the spur of the moment. They aroused such amazing power. He was beyond his expectation. He thought that the matter would end here. Who knew that Miaoyin would ask for Buddha verses again today? Is it possible that Buddhist verses are so precious in this world
Ding Hao didn't know that in the Endless Continent, for those who practice Buddhism, it is often hard to find a Buddhist verse of their own. In myths and legends, a Buddhist verse can become a Buddhist saint. It's not an exaggeration.
Tearing Zen got those two Buddhist verses. These days, I have been thinking hard and understanding, and my strength and Buddhist principles have improved. I have become the envy of many Wu Nian sect disciples. Miaoyin got the opportunity to fight Ding Hao today, how could she miss it? Such an opportunity
Since even the head of the Wu Nian Sect highly praised those two Buddhist verses and praised Ding Hao as a man with Buddha nature and great wisdom, of course she wanted to give it a try. After all, it was incomparable to her practice. Limited effect.
Seeing the embarrassment on Ding Hao's face, Miaoyin's expression dimmed and she said: "Senior brother Ding, there is no need to be embarrassed. What Miaoyin wants is a bit overwhelming. If senior brother Ding feels embarrassed, just assume that Miaoyin never said anything."
Ding Hao smiled slightly and said: "Master Miaoyin misunderstood, Ding Hao is not in trouble, it's just that the Buddha's verses are perfect, and he got them by chance... Well, I have some understanding a few days ago, and I can only get a few rough sentences. Why don't you write it down and ask Master Miaoyin to taste it..." Just think of it as compensation for stealing other people's Buddhist fighting skills, Ding Hao said, reaching out to write and draw in the void.
Seeing that the body is not really the body of a Buddha,
The illusion of the mind is the illusion of Buddhism.
The mind and body are empty,
What a difference between this man and the Buddha.
The twenty-eight-character Buddha verse is in the shape of a flame, written in Chinese characters, blooming with scorching Buddha light in the void. If others do not know Chinese characters, they naturally do not know what this Buddha verse means, but the Buddhist meaning contained in it is for those who For Buddhist masters, the more they experience it, the more profound it becomes.
Even those masters who do not practice Buddhist techniques stared at this Buddhist verse, thoughtfully.
Faintly, there seemed to be an infinite ancient Buddha chanting in the void. Even a master like the leader of the sect, when he saw the blurry shadow of the ancient Buddha, , all have a feeling of suffocation and surprise.
After Ding Hao finished writing, he gently stretched out his hand and pushed, and the twenty-eight-character Buddha verse turned into twenty-eight rays of Buddha light and submerged into Miaoyin's body.
"This..." Miaoyin cried out in surprise. She felt that she was blessed in her soul. There was an indescribable Buddha nature in her soul. Her face was full of excitement and she couldn't calm down for a long time. She said respectfully: "Master, indeed Wisdom, Brother Ding, you have the deepest Buddha nature. If you practice Buddhist combat skills, in the future you will definitely..." As she said this, she suddenly remembered that Ding Hao is a disciple of the Wenjian Sect. It is taboo to poach like this. Knowing that she broke her promise, she was busy. Said: "Senior Brother Ding has given me such a generous gift today, and I will not forget the wonderful sound. Everyone in the Wu Nian Sect is grateful for the generous gift given by Senior Brother Ding. If we are destined to do so one day, I would also like to ask Senior Brother Ding to come to the Wu Nian Sect to discuss Buddhism."
The last few invitations were actually sent by Miaoyin after receiving a message from the leader of the Wu Nian Sect and following the instructions of the leader.
"Master Miaoyin is serious." Ding Hao returned the greeting.
The Buddhist verse he just wrote has a great origin. It is the first-hand Buddhist verse of Detention Sun Gufo in the Buddhist classics of the previous life on Earth and was passed down to later generations. Detention Sun Fo is also considered to be the leader of Buddhism in previous lives. He is a figure with unlimited magical powers and extremely noble status. The Buddha nature and Buddhist principles contained in the Buddhist verses handed down by him are naturally of great significance.
Miaoyin thanked her again and again, and then left the ring with satisfaction.
Ding Hao was also thoughtful at this time.
It seems that some things on the earth in the past life really have incredible magical powers. The phantom of the Buddha statue that just appeared could not really be the dharma body that detained Sun Buddha, right? Using inscriptions to express the spiritual essence of the earth in previous lives has such incredible power. It seems that I have not discovered enough about the magical power of Chinese character inscriptions.
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This competition ended with Ding Hao's victory.
This result is what many people expected.
The only shortcoming is that the confrontation during the competition is slightly insufficient, but it is no wonder that if it were anyone else, facing such a delicate and pretty young nun, I am afraid it would be difficult to kill, so amid various rumors in the market. , Ding Hao added another comment of pity and pity.
However, the vision caused by Ding Hao's Buddhist verse after the game and the uncontrollable expression of Miao Yin's excitement made people feel that this comparison had a different kind of excitement, and it was no better than the fighting and killing in other games. The thrill of killing a river of blood is not as exciting.
The so-called layman watching the excitement, from the perspective of ordinary warriors, the vision of the Buddha's verse makes the sense of mystery shrouded in Ding Hao even stronger. Geniuses are geniuses, and they can always do some shocking things, leaving them far behind, even if they are other people. The young top powerhouse was also overshadowed by the performance of the god Ding Hao.
As for the experts, many of the older generation's strong men were dumbfounded by Ding Hao's performance. Some elders were secretly guessing that Ding Hao was the reincarnation of a certain Buddhist saint. Three Buddhist verses in a short period of time were not random. Graffiti are all made in a moment of shock, and they are too evil.
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Returning to the tent, Ding Hao immediately retreated to meditate.
He is indeed an extremely profound and exquisite Buddhist magical power. Ding Hao has carefully observed it for nearly an hour, but it is impossible to fully understand it. Fortunately, Ding Hao has been prepared for this. He is interested in the Sanskrit sounds that disturb the opponent's mind and the blessing of the fingerprints. There is something gained in the secret of strength increase.
Then time flew by.
The next morning, Ding Hao participated in another competition.
This time the opponent was a female disciple from a small sect outside the nine sects.
She is good at the power of sound waves. Although she is not as good as the nine sects, her strength is not weak. This female disciple named Li Wushuang uses a guqin as a weapon and is extremely skilled in practicing combat skills by stacking the sound of the piano.
Ding Hao couldn't ask for this.
He just observed these Buddhist rhythmic combat skills yesterday, and there are still some key points that he still doesn't understand and can't figure out. Who would have thought that today he would meet an opponent who is proficient in rhythmic combat skills, and he can learn from them, and maybe he can draw parallels.
Perhaps it is because he has been practicing sonic combat skills. Although Li Wushuang's appearance is not unparalleled, his temperament is extremely refined. He is dressed in a white palace dress and has an enchanting figure, with jade bones and ice muscles, as if he is a fairy. , surrounded by fairy light, giving people a sense of holiness that can only be viewed from a distance but not played up close, and there is no room for blasphemy.
In addition, Li Wushuang's gentle music has made countless people intoxicated by it. The fear of his musical combat skills lies not only in the direct lethality, but also in the ability to control people's thoughts and emotions. Li Wushuang is also well-known among the younger generation in Selangor. is called.
Ding Hao fell into concentration among the music.
He held the flowers and smiled, listening to the profound meaning. His mind was like a rock, and he listened to the whole song with a smile on his face.
"Senior Brother Ding has profound concentration, and his unparalleled skills stop here. He cannot shake his mind. In this competition, Wushuang loses heartily." He opened his red lips lightly, and his voice was mellow and sweet, like a string of pearls rolling on a jade plate. A fascinating charm.
Ding Hao opened his eyes, with a clear understanding in his heart, and his eyes were pure, and he said: "Fairy Li is too modest. This fairy music is indeed breathtaking. If the fairy continues to play the music, I will not be able to suppress the inner demons."
Li Wushuang showed a smile on his face, gently opened a Wanfu, and said: "Senior Brother Ding stunned Xuzhou with his Buddhist verse yesterday. This kind of talent is amazing. Wushuang has also heard that Senior Brother Ding and Yilu, together, He has a lot of attainments. During the Battle of Jinghu Lake, he once played an erhu piece. It was so exquisite that even he was full of praise. Today Wushuang is lucky enough to be on the same stage with Senior Brother Ding. He can't help but imitate Master Miaoyin and show his respect to Ding. Senior brother asks for a guqin music score..."
What the hell.
Ding Hao was a little stunned, why did he come to ask for something again? Could it be that my brother's talent has completely overwhelmed all the female disciples in Selangor? Do you want to be so exaggerated
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