The reason why Zen Master Xueting can be ranked among the top three masters in the world is definitely not because he is good at calling friends and beating opponents, but because he is really strong.
Shen Qiao never doubted this. The moment Zen Master Xueting appeared, he had expected that today would be a fierce battle.
Xue Ting is not much younger than Qi Fengge, but once he has practiced martial arts to a certain level, his appearance can be permanent, and his aging degree is slower than ordinary people. The actual age is nearly a hundred years old.
Therefore, ordinary people see Zen Master Xue Ting as handsome and beautiful. If he didn't have any blue silk, he would definitely be a rich and noble son. However, he was calm and dignified.
Although Shen Qiao is also calm as a fairy, but he is soft-hearted. When he sees the weak, he has to reach out to help him. Sometimes he is more human than ordinary people. The Buddha statue is iron-clad and heartless, and the former is more like a pool of blue waves, looking calm, but even the geese swept over it, leaving sentimental ripples.
The first level of the "Fufu Mingwang Seal" is that the form is empty. There are thousands of colors, all of which are full of fakes. People in the world can't distinguish them clearly, and they are easy to sink into them and cannot extricate themselves. Only by upholding the clear heart of glass can we eliminate the false and distinguish the true, ignore the demonic obstacles, and directly follow the original heart.
The Buddha's seals came from all directions, and the palms were heavily imprinted around them. The snow-white and flawless right hand was infinitely enlarged, just like the Vajra Buddha's seal, which subdued demons and subdued demons, which was unavoidable.
However, Shen Qiao remained motionless, his left hand was behind his back, and only his right wrist vibrated slightly, the mountains and rivers and the sad sword vibrated along with them, like a song like weeping, like a song like a chanting, so long in the sky, it broke the many Buddhist seals. Distinguish the truth from the countless phantoms at a glance, and take the right hand of Xue Ting!
Xue Ting turned palms into brushes, fingertips were like willow leaves blowing in the wind, so beautiful and soft that people couldn't take their eyes off. Compared with the previous offensive, it was like a cold wind from a thousand miles of frozen snowfields, and an instant transition to the river surface with broad sky and high clouds. Spring scenery, geese and oriole, peach blossoms hanging on the water, the beauty is beyond words.
But Shen Qiao not only didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but immediately withdrew his hand and retreated, but seeing the place where Xueting's palm brushed, the bluestone on the ground was shattered inch by inch, and his true energy was overflowing. Even Ah Qing, who was several feet away, also felt that his face seemed to be There is a sharp blade scraping, and the sting is abnormal.
Shen Qiao took advantage of the "blooming rainbow shadow in the sky", his body was like floating dust, he went straight back a few feet, suddenly jumped up again, hung upside down, the sword body turned into a white sword, and the sword qi descended from top to bottom, as if it had no roots. The water fell from the sky, and millions of snow lions galloped, accompanied by the thunder and hurricane, the momentum was overwhelming, and the edge was unstoppable!
The series of changes just now, in fact, only in the blink of an eye, Xue Ting's face was as calm as water, and at this moment, there was a slight surprise, and the sword energy was like a tornado, covering Xue Ting from top to bottom.
At that moment, Xue Ting seemed to have several options, but these options did not include breaking out, the sword qi was close at hand, he raised his left hand, the purple gold staff and the sword qi met, making loud noises, and the breath seemed to stagnate. No one could move forward half a point towards the other party, instead, each of them was shaken away and took a few steps back.
"After a few months, Shen Daochang's martial arts has advanced to a new level, which is really gratifying!" Zen Master Xueting looked solemn, and finally no longer distracted on the side of Liansheng and Lianxie, but concentrated on Shen Qiao.
But for Shen Qiao, this is not good news. Although he is making progress, others will definitely not be standing still.
Master-level masters like Zen Master Xueting are naturally very difficult to take a step forward, but they can also practice qigong, and they can also understand their state of mind. big.
Shen Qiao asked himself that before he was not injured, he and Guanglingsan, Duan Wenyang and the others could be on a tie, but compared to Zen Master Xueting, he was probably a little bit inferior, not to mention now. Although with the help of the power of "Zhu Yang Ce", his muscles and bones are remodeled. From a fundamental point of view, integrating the strengths of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism is like building a house with a foundation that is several times stronger than others, but this does not mean building a house. His speed has also accelerated. Shen Qiao has already reached the level of "Jianxin" in kendo, and he is only one step away from "Sword God", but his internal strength is not 70% of what he used to be in the past, so he can't play "Jianxin" at all. maximum power.
Facing a master like Xue Ting, there is no luck at all.
But Shen Qiao couldn't let him see his own bottom line, otherwise it would mean that no one present could stop the opponent.
Shen Qiao's sword tip drooped down, stood on the spot, and said slowly: "In the end, Buddhism and Huanyue Sect have no selfish grudges, and the master has already killed Sect Master Yan once, so why bother to chase after him? Even if Sect Master Yan is not there, In the Huanyue Sect, as long as Yuwenyong is the emperor for one day, there will still be other forces supporting Yuwenyong.
That Yan Wushi was one to two, and took the time to say: "A Qiao, you have made a lot of progress under the influence of this seat, this bald donkey was speechless when you asked him, and he will definitely become angry and become more and more violent. is you!"
If it was put in the past, let alone one lotus being born and one lotus being extinguished, ten lotus beings and ten lotus beings are definitely not the opponent of Yan Wushi, but now this situation is definitely impossible, and Xue Ting also expected it. At this point, the apprentice will be brought here.
Even if Liansheng and Lianxie would not be able to take Yan Wushi for a while, it would be enough to hold him back.
Xue Ting saw Shen Qiao's intention, shook his head and said: "Shen Taoist should know that it is about the survival of Buddhism, and it is useless to talk about it. Today, the poor monk is only here for Sect Master Yan. If Shen Taoist is willing to withdraw, the poor monk will When grateful."
This person is very interesting, he clearly has the upper hand, yet he is so polite to Shen Qiao, neither sullen nor arrogant, indifferent, and has his own grand master attitude.
If it wasn't for the two people's goals running counter to each other, Shen Qiao would be willing to sit down and discuss with him, instead of fighting with each other like he is now.
Yan Wushi doesn't seem to have any prejudice against him treating others differently, so he always looks for an opportunity to break his cognition: "A Qiao, you're so stupid to ask this question, how could the old bald donkey kill Yu Wenyong without knowing how to kill Yu Wenyong? I pursued it relentlessly, and that was naturally because Buddhism wanted to maintain a bright and upright image, and couldn’t be accused of murdering monarchs. Old bald donkey, do you think I'm right?"
Xue Ting was too lazy to talk to him, whispered Amitabha, and said in a low voice: "Daoist Shen is unwilling to watch, and insists on protecting Yan Wushi to the end, that poor monk has no choice but to offend."
When he was talking, he only took a step up, and the person had already arrived in front of Shen Qiao, accompanied by the pleasant sound of the jade bell, which was continuous, and the purple gold staff fluttered towards Shen Qiao's chest.
His movements are very slow, so slow that one can see every detail clearly, but so fast that no one else has time to react.
Shen Qiao suddenly found that his skill was still too bad. Even if he could guess where Xue Ting's hand might be reaching, his body still couldn't respond in time. A dull blow, followed by the pain that spread rapidly from that point, Shen Qiao couldn't control his body to fly backwards, his throat was full of fishy sweetness, after his momentary confusion, a mouthful of blood had already spit out from his mouth, People also hit the pillars heavily!
But Shen Qiao didn't stop for a moment, he used strength and strength, the sword light was like the moonlight entering the water, supplemented by Jiang Tao's huffing and puffing, all of a sudden the time was brilliant, splendid, layer upon layer, surging towards Zen Master Xueting, and then even the snow With such a cultivation base, Ting couldn't tell who was a man and who was a sword.
The two of Liansheng and Lianxie cooperated with each other, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding, and their hearts were connected. Yan Wushi's martial arts were not as good as before, and the flaws in the devil's heart had not been repaired. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lian Sheng and Lian Mie attacked one by one, surrounded Yan Wushi, and did not kill them, but they were as impeccable as Tai Chi.
They obviously got Xue Ting's orders in advance, and they knew that with their own abilities, even if Yan Wushi's skills were greatly reduced, it would be a little harder to kill him, so they just wanted to hold Yan Wushi and wait for Xue Ting to defeat Shen Qiao. , you can come to support.
It's a pity that after waiting and waiting, hundreds of tricks passed, and the two gradually sweated on their foreheads, but Shen Qiao was dragged by Xue Ting, and they couldn't separate at all.
Lian Sheng was a little anxious, and when his younger brother Lian Mie attacked Yan Wushi, he couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the master.
But at this moment, the situation suddenly changed!
Yan Wushi, who had been on the defensive, suddenly shot, and pointed the sword to Lian Mie's palm. Lian Mie had seen Yan Wushi's mediocre performance before, so he couldn't help but underestimate the enemy. As soon as he rose, he felt a tingling pain in his palm, as if pierced by a red-hot iron pestle.
He couldn't help screaming, his body reflexively retreated, and when he looked at his palm, a blood hole was actually broken open, blood gurgled out, and muscles and white bones were faintly visible.
When Liansheng heard the movement, he turned back quickly. He couldn't help but be surprised, but before he could move, a sword light suddenly passed in front of him.
Shen Qiao shouted: "Go!"
Along with these words, he took Yan Wushi's arm and swept toward the southeast.
Shen Qiao didn't dare to underestimate Xue Ting, so "Tiankuohongying" was almost carried to the extreme.
In the eyes of others, he still took Yan Wushi, and the two almost turned into two wind shadows, but he still felt insufficient, for fear that Xue Ting would catch up, he just kept flying forward all the way, and the trees on both sides turned into The phantom quickly retreated, but he didn't slow down for half a minute.
Although he didn't turn his head, Shen Qiao could clearly feel that there was always a threat behind him. It seemed to be adorned from a distance, like a awn on his back. It was clearly Xue Ting who was chasing after him and refused to give up, even if Shen Qiao was fast. One step, it is impossible to get rid of Xue Ting's entanglement for a moment.
Shen Qiao took Yan Wushi out of the city and went straight to Guojian Mountain next to Weizhou.
There are dense forests in the mountain script, and it is easy to hide the figure, but Yan Wushi said, "Go up the mountain."
Shen Qiao didn't even think about it, but without stopping, he swept up the mountain again.
At this time, it is early spring, the glaciers are melting, the flowers are blooming, the springs in the mountains are singing and the birds are singing, and there is a lot of vitality. , the mist is shrouded in mist, adding a bit of danger.
Halfway up the mountain, Shen Qiao found a cave, hidden behind the jungle, dark and twisty inside, the stream was rushing, and it was quite deep, so he entered the cave together with Yan Wushi, and walked about a few feet away, suddenly bright and open in front of him, all around. As if the stone wall is smooth, the radius is the size of the hall of a big family.
Looking up again, the top of the head was no longer covered with rocks, and sunlight poured down from the gaps between the intertwined leaves and fell on the dead leaves under their feet.
Yan Wushi said: "Just here, Xue Ting only said that we would hide in the woods under the mountain, and I never imagined that we would come up the mountain."
The mind that Shen Qiao had been holding was relaxed just now, but what followed was not relaxation and pleasure, but instead he bent down and spat out a mouthful of blood.
That was the internal injury he suffered when he just fought against Xueting. Later, he took Yan Wushi all the way. His chest was always painful, but he was afraid that he would let out his breath, so he didn't even speak until this moment.
The palm of the top three master-level masters in the world is not something that everyone can withstand. Shen Qiao's skill has not yet fully recovered, so he can fight against each other for so long, and he can escape with Yan Wushi. He is not yet fully proficient in the realm of "Sword Heart", but if the realm is used on the sword, it cannot be as continuous as the inner strength, so long before the fight, Shen Qiao never thought of fighting with Zen Master Xueting to the end. Is prepared to retreat at any time.
It is not easy to leave under the eyes of Zen Master Xueting, especially when he is still carrying a "burden", but Shen Qiao managed to do it.
Obviously, although the two have not had in-depth exchanges on the issue of retreat before, Yan Wushi must have the same idea, so the two can reach a tacit understanding and consensus without words.
With this mouthful of blood spitting out, Shen Qiao was dizzy and dizzy. He almost didn't even have the strength to stand up. As a result of excessive energy consumption and internal injuries, his eyes went black, his ears buzzed, and he fell straight forward.
Yan Wushi hugged him naturally, and said with a smile: "A Qiao, I know you like me, but you don't have to rush to give him a hug!"
His voice was a little out of breath, and he was obviously injured, but it did not detract from the wanton teasing in Sect Master Yan's words.
As soon as the words fell, Shen Qiao spat out another mouthful of blood, almost half of his body was leaning on his arm, his face was pale and he was dying.
Yan Wushi snorted: "Wouldn't that make you vomit blood from anger?"
Naturally, Shen Qiao was not so angry that he vomited blood, but he didn't have the strength to refute it, he just said softly: "We're leaving, what will happen to Uncle Wu and Ah Qing?"
Yan Wushi: "Xue Ting is not Sang Jingxing. After all, he still has the face of Buddhism, and he knows that it is useless to threaten me with those two people, so naturally he will not do useless things."
Shen Qiao nodded, blood stained on his lips, making his lips colder and whiter, and the blood red.
Yan Wushi stretched out his thumb and wiped the remaining blood from his lips.
Shen Qiao's chest felt unbearable, and even his breathing eased, he could no longer concentrate on things outside his body, and even his senses became dull. Not allowed to spit it out, his eyes widened, his body already reacted rationally and swallowed the thing.
His throat was dry and painful, and he almost choked to death. He coughed violently, affecting his internal injuries, and even his eyes were covered with moisture.
"Jade... Cistanche?"