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Volume 3 Chaos Martial Arts Chapter 182 Dragon Elephant Prajna

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    Long Xiaobao's eyes widened as they saw Jinlun Dharma King move his hands and feet with extraordinary strength, as if he could hit a thousand kilograms of power with just one blow. The words "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Magic Power" suddenly flashed in their minds.  .  This skill is the supreme Dharma-protecting magical skill of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, and it is divided into thirteen levels.  It is said that those who practice this skill will have the power of a dragon and an elephant every time they advance to a level. From this step by step, if you can practice this magical skill to the extreme, its power will be so great that it is difficult to imagine.

    However, the method of practicing this skill is extremely difficult - the first level of skill is very simple, and even a stupid person can master it in one or two years if taught.  When the second layer is twice as deep as the first layer, it will take three or four years; the third layer will be twice as deep as the second layer, which will take seven or eight years In this way, it will increase exponentially.  , the more difficult it becomes.  After reaching the fifth level, it often takes thirty or forty years of hard work to advance to the next level.

    In Tantric Buddhism, eminent monks and sages have emerged in large numbers over the generations, but no one has ever been able to practice the "Dragon-Elephant Prajna Magical Skill" to the tenth level.  Originally, this skill can be practiced step by step, and there is absolutely no reason why it cannot be achieved. If someone can live to a thousand years old, he will eventually reach the thirteenth level of Dzogchen.  However, human life is limited, and it is extremely rare for people to live to be a hundred years old. Therefore, if the eminent monks and monks of the Tantric Sect of all ages want to practice this magical skill of protecting the Dharma to the seventh or eighth level before the end of their lives, they must  You must try your best to be brave and aggressive.  As a result, we often fall into the danger of having haste rather than speed, and are always faced with great dangers.

    According to ancient legends, among the previous generations of monks, there was an eminent tantric monk in Tibet who practiced the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" to the extremely high level of the ninth level. After that, he continued to work hard and had great hope of breaking through and reaching the tenth level. How could this be true?  It is expected that when he reached the tenth level, his inner demons suddenly arose and he could not control himself. He danced wildly for seven days and seven nights, and died from the menstruation of his meridians.

    Precisely because this skill cannot be perfected by human beings, since that eminent monk, there have been very few tantric successors who are willing to spend their entire lives practicing hard in order to achieve a breakthrough. Even those with the highest talent can only practice to the seventh or eighth level.  The layer will stop.  But Jinlun Dharma King is actually an unparalleled martial arts wizard in Tibetan Tantric Buddhism - according to the book, since the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain was defeated by Yang Guo's black iron heavy sword, Jinlun Dharma King returned to Tibet and practiced hard for a long time.  In sixteen years, he was able to break through the ninth level of difficulty. At the age of seventy, he mastered the tenth level of magical skills, reaching a transcendent realm that had never been reached by the predecessors of Tantric Buddhism in one fell swoop.

    The reason why Long Xiaobao was so surprised was not that he was afraid of Jin Lun Dharma King's martial arts at this time, but that he was secretly thinking that in just five or six years, this old thief Tu Jian already possesses such skills, could he have encountered some adventure?  If he has indeed practiced the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" to the tenth level that is astonishing in ancient times and unprecedented in the past, then according to what this sutra says, every palm he strikes now has the mighty power of ten dragons and ten elephants.  .  Thinking about it this way, even though Xiao Feng has unparalleled internal strength and is the most masculine in the world in the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", he is indeed a little inferior to the Jinlun Dharma King.

    "However, Xiao Feng was born with martial arts that far surpassed ordinary people, and his martial arts talent was rare to find throughout the ages. He experienced countless dangers in his life. The more powerful enemies he faced, the more he was able to stimulate the infinite potential in his body.  His move of "Arrogance and Regret" failed to shake the Dharma King in the slightest. Although he was surprised in his heart, he did not have a trace of fear.  Immediately he praised: "Good palm power!" Then he jumped up and struck down with both palms. It was the most powerful move in the Beggar Clan's secret skill "Flying Dragon in the Sky". The powerful palm power enveloped everyone.  In a radius of ten feet, the aftermath of the palm wind scattered in all directions, and the field was filled with sand and rocks, and dust filled the air.  Except for Long Xiaobao, the others all lamented themselves.

    But seeing Jinlun Dharma King still standing tall and motionless, he raised his head and looked up, turned his palms over, and greeted him from bottom to top.  The four palms of the two people met, and there was a loud sound. Xiao Feng's strong body flew back quickly, flipped backwards in the air, and took away most of the opponent's palm force, and landed firmly on the ground.  However, Jinlun Dharma King still did not take a step back, and everyone looked more and more horrified. However, Xiaobao, Yang Xiao, Fan Yao and Dharma King Ying and Bat, as well as the eminent monks of Shaolin from the north and south, the Four Heroes of Wudang, Linghu Chong and other top masters all looked at him like this.  When I saw the lightning, I saw that Jinlun Dharma King's feet had sunk more than an inch into the ground.  Jinlun Dharma King's expression also changed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

    Jin Lun Dharma King has been cultivating the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" for several years. In addition to his extraordinary talents and extremely high understanding, he also has an excellent opportunity that is rare in a century. This has allowed him to make rapid progress and double his power.  At that time, he was defeated by the swords of Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu, which brought great shame and humiliation in his life. Now that his skill is far superior to that of the past, he is proud that he is invincible in the world, so he takes advantage of the Mongolian emperor's determination to conquer the country personally, and goes south with his accompanying troops, hoping to use his two palms first.  After defeating the Yang and Long couple, they averted their previous humiliation, and then they wanted to sweep away the masters of various martial arts schools in the Central Plains and help the Mongolian Empire unify the world.

    He came to Mount Emei today to learn about the death of Master Miejie. He expected that all the major martial arts gangs would come to express their condolences, and he would be able to seize the opportunity to display his supreme magic skills and impress the world's heroes, killing all the masters from all walks of life in the Central Plains.  Jin Lun Dharma King had this thought in his heart, and he was really arrogant to the extreme. However, he did not expect that after achieving the great achievement of his magical power, he would meet Xiao Feng, the current person, for the first time in a formal fight.?A rare rival.

    Jinlun Dharma King and Xiao Feng fought against each other twice. Although they had the upper hand, they knew that not only was the opponent unscathed, but his palm power was even more powerful than Guo Jing's when he had won the victory in the past. He asked in a deep voice: "  Who are you?"

    Xiao Feng said proudly: "Khitan, Xiao Feng!"

    Jin Lun Dharma King was rarely moved. He looked at Xiao Feng carefully, nodded and said, "Head of the Beggar Clan, he really deserves his reputation."

    Xiao Feng said: "I am no longer a member of the Beggar Clan. The current leader of the Beggar Clan is Leader Lu Youjiao."

    King Jinlun shook his head and said: "I once met that old beggar in Xiangyang. This man has mediocre qualifications and ordinary martial arts, far inferior to you. Humph, he is the leader of the Beggar Clan, so he does not live up to his name." He took a breath and stepped on  In the first two steps, his right palm struck Xiao Feng in the chest.  He used his full strength in this palm, and a series of slight crackling sounds suddenly sounded in the air. The table and chairs next to Xiao Feng immediately fell into pieces when the wind of the palm hit him.

    How could Xiao Feng be so arrogant and arrogant like him? He ducked sideways without raising his head, and struck up diagonally with the "Seeing a Dragon in the Field" move.  Dharma King blocked with his left palm and slashed horizontally with his right palm. Xiao Feng turned around and gave way to the opponent, and suddenly struck out with his backhand. It was the last move of the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", "Dragon Swinging Tail", lightning.  It hit the Dharma King's lower abdominal dantian.

    This move is the ultimate move to win in defeat in "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon". When Xiao Feng used it, it was as fast as lightning and impossible to guard against.  The sea of ??qi in Dantian is the foundation for martial arts practitioners to cultivate qi and gather strength. The most important thing is that Jinlun Dharma King did not dare to raise it. He struck down with his palms staggered and his slender body retreated quickly.  The inner strength of the two masters collided, and a fierce and whistling whirlwind was stirred up in the plains.  Amidst the shouts of exclamation, Xiao Feng suddenly used his strength to leap up more than ten feet. His tall body was as light as a feather in the wind, and he used his left fist in mid-air to hit the top of Dharma King's head.

    Seeing that he was so strong and powerful, and that his body-lighting skills were so exquisite, the spectators couldn't help but cheer in unison.  When Dharma King raised his arms to block, Xiao Feng's figure had already turned over and was falling behind him.  In the midst of lightning and flint, Xiao Feng was in the air, kicking out his feet in a series, pointing his toes towards the back of Fa Wang's head.  This move was so fast that Jinlun Dharma King felt the strong wind behind his head. He couldn't turn around, so he had to bend down and rush forward to avoid it.

    With his status as the number one master of Tantric Buddhism and the grand master of martial arts, how can he save his face by ducking like this, as if running away?  Jinlun Dharma King has a very high self-esteem, and he is even more ambitious and ambitious when he comes out of the mountain. When he heard the heroes around him cheering for Xiao Feng, he immediately became angry, turned around, and used his palms like wind wheels to use the secret secrets of Tantric Buddhism.  , storming towards Xiao Feng.

    However, when he saw that his palms fluttered, the strong attack fiercely fought, the tricks were very different from the Central Plains martial arts, and the palm of the fists was everywhere.  In an instant, Xiao Feng seemed to be in a stormy sea, floating back and forth like a rootless duckweed, and everyone's hearts suddenly became suspended.

    However, after just a few moves, the masters of each sect could already see that every move Xiao Feng used was done according to the flow of the situation, without leaving any trace, and with ease.  At this time, Xiao Feng has used his martial arts to the fullest. Every punch and palm is empty or real, which is extremely difficult to predict, but others can clearly see it.  The moves he used may seem ordinary, but in fact they can turn decay into magic. Every move has great power, as if this kind of martial arts has actually reached the extremely high level of doing whatever one wants.

    " Xiao Feng and Jin Lun are both top players in the world. It is rare to see such an all-out effort, and the viewers are all dazzled and secretly amazed.  In a moment, the two masters fought twenty or thirty moves. The ground was already full of potholes, and dozens of footprints were cut deep into the ground like knives and axes. All of these were caused by the fact that Jin Lun Dharma King's own strength was too great and his true energy was too strong.  Caused by prosperity.

    During the fierce battle, Jin Lun Dharma King suddenly shouted loudly, his arms danced wildly, and the palm force gathered from all directions like an overwhelming force.  Now Xiao Feng couldn't avoid it, he raised his sword eyebrows and advanced straight into the palace, pushing out with his palms like thunder.  The four palms of the two people intertwined, but this time it was silent and they separated at the touch of a touch.  But when Xiao Feng floated backwards and flew seven or eight feet, he landed firmly on the ground, with a soft sound in his mouth, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a faint yang energy appeared on his dark face.  Jin Lun Dharma King took three steps back at the same time, his cassock suddenly bulged outwards, his feet sank into the ground with a pop, and two large pieces of bluestone immediately shattered into powder.

    Everybody knows that Jin Lun Dharma King values ????face very seriously, so they would rather waste their strength and stand still than take another half step back.  However, Xiao Feng was always taking advantage of his strength to offload his strength. In addition, the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" extremely consumed his internal energy. One was ebbing and the other was ebbing. Xiao Feng's energy loss was much less than that of Jinlun Dharma King.  It's just that Jin Lun Dharma King's internal strength is really unbelievable. It seems to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible. Experts from various factions secretly thought that if they want to determine the winner, they may have to fight a thousand moves away.

    Seeing that the two masters were still not finished, they were about to fight each other again, and a blackThe shadow of the whip rushed over and landed between the two of them with a snap. Zhou Zhiruo's cold voice immediately sounded, scolding: "Don't you think it's too rude for the two of you to fist and kick each other in front of the lay master?"

    As soon as she shouted, Xiao Feng and Jinlun Dharma King immediately stopped. After all, this is the territory of the Emei Sect.  Xiao Feng cupped his fist at Zhou Zhiruo and said apologetically: "Just now, Xiao saw his old brother in danger and came to the rescue out of desperation. He definitely did not intend to offend Master Miejie's heroic spirit. Please don't take offense, Master." After that, he said to him again.  Master Miejie bowed deeply to his spiritual throne and strode back to Xiaobao to sit down.

    Jin Lun Dharma King glanced at Xiao Feng, then stood with his eyes lowered and remained silent.  Everyone saw that he didn't say a word, thinking that this thief was so arrogant and arrogant that he didn't take the Emei sect seriously at all.  However, Zhou Zhiruo is a junior after all. With his martial arts and status, even if he is not as humble as Xiao Feng, others may at most hate him, but it is not easy to accuse him.

    Xiao Feng sat down and quietly rubbed his wrists and forearms a few times. Xiao Bao whispered: "Brother, is everything okay?"

    Xiao Feng smiled slightly and said: "I'm fine, it's just that my muscles and bones were a little shaken. This thief's martial arts is very weird, and the strength of his fists and feet is unusually strong, even better than our 'Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon'. If we fight with him,  It¡¯s better to avoid reality and give priority to hypocrisy.¡±

    The corner of Xiaobao's mouth curled up, and he suddenly became eager to win. He wanted to get up and have a fight with Jinlun Dharma King, but Zhou Zhiruo had already spoken, and in front of all the heroes, he had no choice but to endure it and give up for the time being.

    Seeing how arrogant Jin Lun Dharma King was, most of the disciples of the Emei Sect frowned and their faces became increasingly ugly.  Zhou Zhiruo looked at Jinlun Dharma King coldly, the soft whip in his hand gradually rippled, as if he was about to take action again.  Suddenly I heard Abbot Xuanci say loudly: "Today we all come to watch the ceremony, and we uphold the righteousness of martial arts colleagues. Harmony is the most important thing in everything. Now that the auspicious time is approaching, don't delay Zhou Nuxia's official takeover of the Emei family.  Lao Na suggested that everyone pay three respects to see Master Miejie off again, and then the memorial ceremony is over. Miss Zhou, is that okay?"

    Xuan Ci was a highly respected person. When he said this, Zhou Zhiruo immediately withdrew his long whip and bowed in greeting, but still said coldly: "What the master says is whatever it is, and I should obey it." Everyone then shouted: "Old abbot.  That makes senseMaster Zhou doesn¡¯t need to be polite"

    Xuanci and Long Xiaobao were the first to stand up. The heroes then divided into two rows and stood facing the stone platform. Everyone looked solemn and solemn.  When the bell rang again, Zhou Zhiruo and Emei disciples knelt down to the extinguished spirit throne, while the other gang masters bowed deeply.  Half of them were younger, or had received favors from Master Miejie, and were close to the Emei sect, but they knelt down and paid homage.

    Jin Lun Dharma King moved his voice, put his hands together, and moved his lips slightly, as if he was reciting scriptures silently.  Xiao Xiangzi and other Mongolian masters did not dare to imitate him, so they also cupped their fists and saluted three times.  After hundreds of people paid their respects, Master Jingxuan's eyes were red, and Luck shouted loudly: "Send the Master to be reborn in the Pure Land of Paradise" Halfway through the words, her voice was choked with sobs.

    Zhou Zhiruo gently held the spiritual tablet of Master Miejie with both hands and turned around to hand it to Jingxuan. Eighteen nuns stood behind her holding whisks in their hands.  Jingxuan held the token flat with both hands, placed it on his chest, and slowly walked towards the stone tower.  Eighteen female nuns silently recited Buddhist scriptures and followed closely behind. Obviously, the ancient and mottled stone pagoda should be the burial place of the past Emei leaders.

    Intermittent sobbing sounded again in the square. As Master Jingxuan and his group of nuns walked into the stone tower, there were loud sounds of sobbing everywhere. Many Emei female disciples fell to the ground and cried bitterly. The heroes from all walks of life who came to watch the ceremony, regardless of their age,  They also wept silently and felt the same sadness.

    Long Xiaobao wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, thinking that although the ceremony of worshiping the old nun was not grand, almost all of her descendants were women. Once they started to cry, the grief would be much greater than that of men.  Such loud mourning made everyone feel extremely sad. Who is still in the mood to congratulate Zhou Yatou?  This group of women, both old and young, why would they want to put the enthronement ceremony of the new head on the day of the old nun's funeral? Isn't this asking for trouble

    This guy was just thinking wildly. Behind him, men from various gangs fell to the ground like those Emei female disciples.  From one or two to three or four, within a moment, half of the hundreds of men and women on the golden roof fell to the ground crying.  Xiao Bao and Xiao Feng looked at each other and felt very unnatural. Looking back, they found that Yang Xiao, Fan Yao and others also looked strange and quite embarrassed.

    Yin Tianzheng frowned and said in a low voice: "In the past battle at Guangmingding, the Heavenly Sword that exterminated Lao Ni killed countless brothers of our sect. At that time, I wished I could tear her into pieces, but I didn't know that today I would come here to pay homage to her.  It¡¯s really inexplicable to feel sad when I see you off!¡±

    At this time, the sound of crying everywhere gradually became weaker and lower, and Zhou Dian said with disdain: "Look at these useless guys, how can they be like the girls of the Emei sect, they have finished crying, and they are still lying on the ground! Could it be that  Feeling embarrassed, can't everyone simply afford it?"

    "Brother Bian, please stop saying a few words at this moment!"

    Zhou Dian glared and said, "I was born to say whatever I want. It's none of your business" While the two of them were bickering, Long Xiaobao glanced around and saw that almost half of the people from each gang were lying on the ground.  on the ground.  In an instant, this guy's expression was slightly stern, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

    At this moment, two middle-aged nuns suddenly rushed out and jumped on the stone platform in front of Zhou Zhiruo. They were Jingjia and Jingzhao who used "Thunderbolt Fire Bombs" to injure many people in Southern Shaolin that day.  I saw Jingjia on the left drew out his long sword, pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky, and shouted sternly: "Emei disciples obey the order, form a 'wind and snow formation' to guard the intersections going down the mountain, and no one is allowed to let go!"

    Jingzhao also pointed her sword at the sky, Qi Na Dantian, and then shouted: "From today on, the leader of the Emei Sect, Master Zhou, is the supreme martial arts master! Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed!" She finished her words, and in the crowd  More than half of the Emei disciples unsheathed their swords and shouted in unison: "Whoever dares to disobey will be killed! Whoever dares to disobey will be killed" At the same time, hundreds of people inside and outside the Golden Summit Hall were shouting in unison.

    In the midst of this wave of shouts, all the Emei disciples who could still stand quickly ran and moved. More than a hundred people rushed out of the hall at the same time, including men and women, and quickly mingled with many of their fellow disciples in the square.  Together, they formed one sword formation after another, with more or less people, but interlocking with each other.

    It was too late, but it was too late. In an instant, the masters of each gang were surrounded by countless sharp swords.  The heroes stared at each other in astonishment, unable to react for a while. It was not until they were surrounded that a few quick-thinking people came back to their senses. They immediately took their weapons in hand and looked warily at the Emei disciples who were waiting in formation around them.

    He Taichong and his wife each held a long sword and stood back to back.  Ban Shuxian looked hard at Zhou Zhiruo's back and shouted sharply: "Master Zhou, what do you mean?"

    Before Zhou Zhiruo could answer, a burst of hoarse laughter suddenly sounded, and the mountains reverberated, deafening. It was Jinlun Dharma King.  I saw him looking up to the sky and laughing for a while, and said: "Congratulations to Master Zhou for achieving the eternal hegemony of unifying the world. I am willing to do my best to elect the master to become the supreme king of martial arts! No one in the world dares to disobey the orders!"

    Long Xiaobao squinted at Zhou Zhiruo, but saw the unparalleled beauty slowly turned around, and her eyes happened to meet Xiaobao's.  For a moment, Xiaobao's mind was shocked. He felt that the other person's cold eyes, which seemed to have never had any emotion, suddenly turned into a bottomless, extremely dark trap. There seemed to be an indescribable and extremely weird voice.  His heart softly called: "Comecomecome in"

    ¡¾I haven¡¯t seen snow in seven years and haven¡¯t gone back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year in seven years. This year I can finally go home!  Seven years of hard work, seven years of companionship Farewell, my beloved stage, my close comrade-in-arms!  In 2014, everyone should be healthy and happy!  sure¡­¡­¡¿
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