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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 145: Light Battle

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    Chapter 145 Light War

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out of sight, the buildings inside the temple are very different from those in the Central Plains.

    I saw many monks in the temple, coming and going. The monks all had calm faces, walked calmly, and had faint smiles. They seemed to be sleeping but not asleep, and seemed to be awake but not awake.

    When they passed by Xiao Yuesheng, they seemed to be shocked, but then turned into silence, slightly tilting their jaws, and continued to move forward or backward without making any fuss.

    Xiao Yuesheng thought to himself, it seems that Kasyapa Tathagata Temple is indeed not open to the public, and few people come in.

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly frowned.

    His soul left his body, and the surrounding three miles clearly appeared in his mind. When he entered the temple, he suddenly realized that there was an invisible force that was constantly squeezing and disturbing the soul.

    He had encountered such a situation when he was in the Xixia Palace, but the suppression in the palace was even more severe, as dense as a wall.

    The power at this time, although faint, contains huge back force, like a crouching tiger, ready to pounce at any time.

    He collected his soul, gathered it into himself, and attached it tightly to his body. He stopped prying, frowning, and secretly thinking about what it was.

    After the last time, he had been thinking about what was in the Xixia Palace that could be so powerful.

    This time, he also encountered this force that affected the soul. He vaguely guessed that it should be the Buddha bone relic, and it was the Buddha bone relic of a eminent monk.

    What Taoists practice is Qi, practicing essence to transform Qi, practicing Qi to transform into spirit, and ultimately still refining spirit, but it is rare for people to take the step to practice spirit.

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    ??And once the Buddhists get it, they can directly refine it.

    This is more difficult than Taoist cultivation. For thousands of years, there is no great achievement. However, those eminent monks and great virtues with profound cultivation often achieve success at the beginning. After burning the body, there will be something that cannot be burned, which is the essence.  The objects condensed by Qi Shen are called relics.

    The higher one achieves, the more relics he will obtain. If a person cultivates to the point where his whole body is covered with relics, he will naturally become immortal and become an indestructible body.

    However, human life sometimes ends, and even the wisest and most eminent monks will find it difficult to reach that step and reach the other shore. Only a few relics remain to bear witness to his cultivation.

    Xiao Yuesheng speculated that the thing that affected his soul in the Western Xia Palace and the Kasyapa Tathagata Temple should be the relics.

    In his contemplation, they climbed all the way up and climbed nearly a hundred steps. If they were ordinary people, they would probably fall down from exhaustion after climbing up.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood on the steps, nodded secretly, looked down, and had the feeling of seeing the smallness of all living beings, and had the thought of flying into the world.

    Building so many steps can, on the one hand, show the solemnity and magnificence of the Dharma, and make believers more confident and pious in practicing Buddhism. On the other hand, going up and down can also strengthen the bodies of the monks, so as not to meditate all the time without moving, which will weaken the blood and vitality of the monks.  Withered and weak.

    The body is like a treasure raft to cross over to the other shore. When you really reach the other shore, you can regard it as a piece of shit and throw it away.

    Before reaching the other shore, the body will break down, just like sitting in a boat on the sea, and the boat suddenly breaks down. You will never reach the other shore and you will not be able to become a Buddha.

    When the Kasyapa Tathagata Temple was originally built, the man had great wisdom and should not be underestimated.

    "Almsgiver Xiao, please wait a moment." The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, with a calm expression and a calm tone, quite like a Buddhist disciple.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Please¡ª¡ª!"

    If it was his nature to rush in and beat him to death, this time he did not do it for pleasure, but to destroy the prestige of Kasyapa Tathagata Temple.

    It is necessary to follow the etiquette and show the style of the people of the Song Dynasty. They cannot be like the barbarian people who only kill and kill randomly.

    Not only must we defeat them in martial arts, but we must also conquer them.

    Therefore, he has been holding back until the final explosion. With his superb martial arts, it is easy to run rampant and unscrupulous, but being able to restrain oneself is the real cultivation level.

    The middle-aged monk went in and came back soon. He didn¡¯t look like he was good at martial arts, but he didn¡¯t get out of breath after climbing the more than 100 steps. He obviously exercised regularly.

    He quickly turned it out, clasped his hands together, and saluted again: "Donor Xiao, please come in!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, He Shi smiled and said: "I'm sorry, please¡ª!"

    He followed the middle-aged man into the main hall, and immediately a reclining Buddha appeared in front of him, painted in gold, about five or six people long, with one arm supporting his head, lying on his side on a lotus.

    This is the statue of Sakyamuni's Nirvana. The Buddha seems to be sleeping.??, he wakes up as soon as he is called, with a compassionate smile, without any fear of death.

    Xiao Yuesheng took a look at it and nodded secretly. This Buddha statue was indeed lifelike, with a solemn and solemn bearing that made the hall feel heavy.

    He glanced over it, as if there was no relic here, but it was far away, but in front of the reclining Buddha statue, there were several people sitting, wearing yellow cassocks, with solemn expressions, and their eyes fixed on himself.

    "Amitabha"

    More than ten monks chanted the name of the Buddha at the same time, which echoed in the hall, lingering endlessly, like a bell and bell, shocking the soul.

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s expression remained unchanged, he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: ¡°Amitabha¡­¡±

    His voice was clear and clear, as round as jade, and like the sound of gold and stone. It cracked the stone and contained the clouds, directly breaking through the voices of more than ten people. His clear and clear voice was the only one in the hall.

    He sneered in his heart, this subordinate's majesty was not very clever, and besides, there were still several people fighting against one person, but this Kasyapa Tathagata Temple was straightforward and clear, and it was clear that they were going to besiege.

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    He sat there quietly, with his whole body relaxed, naturally showing a sense of majesty, not angry, and his eyes were soft and deep, which seemed to be able to absorb people's hearts.

    Xiao Yuesheng's eyes are soft and deep, like a deep pool in the mountains. When he looks in, he suddenly loses his mind and is unable to extricate himself. He will keep staring, as if he is in a beautiful dream.

    However, Xiao Yuesheng was able to control himself and remained restrained, trying his best to eliminate the power of the soul in his eyes, so as not to be called a demon.

    No matter how high the martial arts is, it is unbelievable, and the world can only awe and respect it. But if it is a demonic method, the world will be afraid but not respectful. Instead, they will avoid it for fear of contamination.

    Xiao Yuesheng saw through this, so he averted his eyes. Normally, he looked soft and deep. There was no other difference, but he was more charming.

    "Almsgiver Xiao, it's polite for me to receive the Lotus!" The old monk said the tithe, his voice was gentle, neither urgent nor slow, and the sound was heard in Xiao Yuesheng's ears.

    The remaining ten or so monks remained silent and motionless, just like the Buddha statues placed in the temple.

    Xiao Yuesheng combined the tithes: "Master Fahua is polite, but does your temple preside over it?"

    Lotus nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Old Nana, the master of Kassapa Tathagata Temple, I wonder if the donor Xiao came from the Central Plains, why is he so valuable?"

    His smile is peaceful, without a trace of anger. The viewer feels peaceful, all negative thoughts are eliminated, and the mood is bright and gentle.

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned. Compared with Xuanci, this Lotus can impress, confuse and convince people more. What he is performing now should be a secret method that can move people's hearts.

    However, when he performed it in front of him, he was just trying to do what he did best.

    This old monk Fahua has profound cultivation, especially in Buddhism, but he is not as good as Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin, and his soul is somewhat stronger than ordinary people.

    Thinking about it, he has some secret method that can cultivate the soul, a secret method similar to the Taiqing Yuxia Ziying Guan Sutra.

    Xiao Yuesheng's thoughts were spinning, and he thought a lot, but only in the blink of an eye.

    He clasped his hands together and smiled slightly: "Master Fahua, I have heard that Xixia was founded on Buddhism. As a royal temple, your temple is the number one temple in Xixia. I am here to ask for advice!"

    "Almsgiver Xiao is too praised!" Abbot Fahua shook his head, with a humble expression and a peaceful smile.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "The martial arts in your temple are said to be extremely brilliant. They are number one in Xixia. I'm eager to learn more, so I came here to learn from each other!"

    "Amitabha" Abbot Lotus proclaimed the Buddha's name and shook his head kindly: "As a monk, greed, anger, and ignorance are all poisonous, so be careful and avoid them The disciples of our temple practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies. In order to better practice Buddhism, they also  It is for the purpose of protecting the Dharma, not for showing off one's strength Donor Xiao, I'm afraid that my escape will be in vain, and I will have no choice but to refute your reputation."

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, pacing with his hands behind his back, ten steps to the left and right, stopped in the middle, and said with a smile: "I have always looked down on the Western Xia martial arts. The barbarians have no inheritance or any unique knowledge.  , However, I heard from the Yipintang of your country that your temple is not only a holy place for Buddhism, but also a holy place for martial arts, so I came to pay my respects!"

    "Amitabha" Abbot Lotus clasped his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and softly announced the Buddha's name. He said no more and seemed to have entered concentration.

    "Now it seems that the Xixia people's words are not credible. They are just excuses. Alas I am really disappointed!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, his face full of disappointment and contempt.

    "Abbott, even if this benefactor Xiao comes here in good spirits, how can we let benefactor Xiao fail?" A middle-aged monk suddenly stood up, thumped, walked to Abbot Fahua in three steps, joined in tithes, and said loudly.

      He is extremely tall and strong, with the same thickness from top to bottom, left and right, and looks like a big wooden barrel. He has a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square mouth.

    His figure makes people want to laugh when they look at it, but once they make eye contact with him, they can no longer laugh. He is clear and clear, upright and fearless.

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    Abbot Fahua frowned, raised his head, opened his eyes, and shook his head: "Fa Feng, don't make mistakes, retreat!"

    Fafeng bowed his head and said in a rough voice: "Abbott, this person has a bad reputation. Although he says that he is not angry or angry as a monk, he cannot tolerate slandering us Xixia like this!"

    While speaking, he turned around and glared at Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes sharp and his momentum like a tiger.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said nothing.

    This person is masculine and powerful, with a pure mind. He is a good candidate for practicing Buddhism. He will also make extraordinary progress in martial arts. He has excellent qualifications and must be the best among his peers.

    "The higher his cultivation level is, the higher he is. After all, he is still young and has only practiced for a short time. He does not have the weird and unique skill of Beiming Divine Technique. Even if his mind is brilliant, it is still far behind."

    Fahua shook his head, and his voice was soft and pleasant: "Fafeng, you don't need to pay attention to other people's words. If they want to slander, just let him slander you."

    Fafeng disagreed and shook his head like a rattle: "No! He dares to come to our temple and act recklessly. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, won't it mean that the world will underestimate our Kasyapa Tathagata Temple?!"

    "Alas, you" Fahua sighed softly, cast a compassionate look, and nodded slowly: "Okay, you and this donor Xiao, just learn a few moves, don't hurt anyone."

    Fa Feng¡¯s eyebrows suddenly lit up, he nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly titheed. For fear that Abbot Fahua would regret it, he hurriedly said: ¡°Yes, I will obey the abbot¡¯s decree!¡±

    After saying that, he turned around and his joints crackled like firecrackers. He slowly approached Xiao Yuesheng and said with a smile: "Almsgiver Xiao, poor monk Fafeng, please enlighten me!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "Master Fa Feng, please stop!"

    ¡°Please¡ª!¡± Monk Fafeng shouted loudly, his body suddenly swelled up, and he seemed to have suddenly grown in size. His burly figure became more and more amazing and powerful.

    His hands were like cattail fans, and his five fingers were spread out. He seemed to have used a kind of palm technique to cover Xiao Yuesheng's head. His five fingers seemed to tear through the air, making a hissing sound.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not hide or evade, standing with his hands behind his back, just looking at it with a smile, letting Monk Fa Feng's right palm serve as a hood.

    Monk Fafeng frowned, feeling surprised, but he did not stop. His right palm fell faster, and with a hissing sound, he was about to hit the top of Xiao Yuesheng's head.

    He had a proud smile on his face, he dared to slander Xixia like this, he needs to be taught a lesson!  But the palm of his hand withdrew half of its strength.

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly stretched out his right palm. This posture coincided with a certain posture in the Yi Jin Jing. The internal force immediately turned into the internal force of the Yi Jin Jing. It circulated rapidly, and his shot was like lightning, and he hit the big hand of Monk Fa Feng like a cattail leaf fan.

    There was a muffled "bang" sound, like a ball being kicked very far.

    Monk Fafeng jumped up, flipped twice in the air, turned 360 degrees, flew ten feet high, and then fell vertically. Xiao Yuesheng took a step back, got out of the way, and with a "bang", he was higher than before.  The sound of palm clapping became louder, and he fell to the ground.

    The whole hall seemed to shake. He was tall and tall. He fell from a height of one foot and hit the ground like a giant hammer, with great authority.

    He fell to the ground, motionless, as if he had fainted. He was face down and could not see clearly what happened. A middle-aged monk walked over.

    He was thin and light-footed. He came to Fafeng, squatted down and stretched out his hand to check his pulse. He nodded slowly: "Junior brother Fafeng has passed away!"

    The monks seemed to let out a sigh of relief. It was extremely slight, but Xiao Yuesheng felt it and shook his head. This Dharma peak had rough skin and thick flesh. It was not serious after the fall and only suffered minor injuries.

    The middle-aged monk tapped his finger lightly, and Fa Feng woke up, coughed, and stood up slowly. He wiped the blood stains away with his left hand on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with wide eyes: "Xiao, you are so powerful, I can't beat you."  you!"

    "Accept!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly.

    The injury just now was not serious, but it was a fall from a height of ten feet. Even though Efa Feng's skin was rough and thick, his internal organs were shocked and he suffered internal injuries, so he could no longer do anything.

    "Abbott, I'm a poor monk, please come and learn from Almsgiver Xiao's clever trick!" An old monk slowly came out and came to Abbot Fahua, his voice was slow and he looked old.

    This old monk is about seventy years old. He is as skinny as an old tree. His face is covered with wrinkles, many and deep, like strips.?Crossing ditches.

    His eyes were hazy and turbid, and he looked like he was about to fall down. He was hanging with only one breath. It was hard to believe that he could still do something.

    "Senior Brother Fa Miao, you" Fa Hua frowned, looking hesitant.

    The old monk raised his hands, slowly put them together, and said slowly: "Brother Abbot, the old monk doesn't have a few years to live. He hasn't done anything with anyone for a long time, and his hands are a little itchy. Let's try his hands today!"

    "Senior Brother Fa Miao, let someone else do it!" Fa Hua shook his head.

    The monks beside him moved slightly, but did not speak. Their eyes showed dissuasion, and they shook their heads.

    Fa Miao shook her head and smiled: "The old monk can still move and fight with othersDoes the abbot think that the old monk is useless and is afraid that he can't defeat this donor Xiao?!"

    "Senior brother, you are getting old, and you no longer rely on your muscles and bones!" Fahua frowned and looked at him, then at Xiao Yuesheng, and slowly shook his head.

    An old monk stood up and clasped his hands together: "Senior Brother Fa Miao, the abbot is right, we should let young people do the killing!"

    Fa Miao shook her head and sighed: "Alas young people today are all living a comfortable life and are unwilling to work hard. What kind of martial arts can they achieve?!"

    After saying that, his body suddenly crackled into pieces, as crisp and clear as firecrackers, even denser and crisper than that of Monk Fafeng just now.

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    The turbidity in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and divine light burst out, as if they were real.

    His gaze was as sharp as a cold sword, piercing Xiao Yuesheng. He looked at it for a long time, then slowly turned to Abbot Fahua: "Brother Abbot, let me do it!"

    "Senior Brother Fa Miao, be careful!" Abbot Fahua nodded.

    Fa Miao smiled slightly: "I can take care of myself!"

    He turned to Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes sparkling with light: "Come on, let me try the martial arts masters in the Central Plains. How dare you come to Xixia to challenge? You are so brave!"

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head, and clapped his hands lightly.

    But he understood that this old monk Fa Miao was using the Buddhist magical power of vajra to subdue demons, which was a top-notch martial art among outsiders.

    "Drink!" Monk Fa Miao suddenly shouted, kicked his foot, and shot towards Xiao Yuesheng as fast as an arrow. He slashed forward with one palm, making a whistling sound in the palm wind.

    Before the palm came, the wind from the palm had arrived, like a strong wind blowing against his face. Xiao Yuesheng stepped back lightly, avoiding his sharp palm with a smile on his face.

    He deliberately avoided the sharp edge, knowing in his heart that he should not retreat. His palm technique looked a bit strange, it should be a layer-by-layer method of adding force, just like the waves crashing on the shore, one wave followed the other, the back wave rolled up the front wave, and the waves were in phase with each other.  Stacked, the later, the more powerful it becomes.

    ??But he pretended not to know, allowed it to get bigger, then attacked it, put it in its strongest state, and then defeated it, which was the biggest blow.

    He came to Kasyapa Tathagata Temple to challenge, not just to defeat them, but to break their Buddha mind so that they can no longer be brave and diligent and work hard to wash away their shame.

    He either turned sideways, twisted, or retreated, trying to avoid it. He only heard loud shouts, like thunder, and the wind of his palms was sharp, like a roaring wind. The whole hall was filled with roaring sounds, and the sound was astonishing.

    More than ten monks were sitting upright, letting the wind blow against their faces, motionless, and the monks' robes on their bodies were motionless, as if they were sculptured solid statues.

    Xiao Yuesheng was in the strong wind and looked around. Seeing this, he felt impressed. These monks seemed to be more pious to Buddhism than Shaolin Temple.

    Monk Fa Miao's palm skills are quite good. His palms are as fast as each other. The power of his palms is superimposed, getting stronger and faster, making it difficult for people to guard against.

    "If an ordinary person encountered such a violent palm technique, they would have no other choice but to retreat sadly. They would not be able to withstand such a strange palm technique.

    Seeing the majestic appearance of Monk Fa Miao, his face full of red light, and his eyes shining brightly, all the monks felt inspired. Brother Fa Miao is getting stronger as he gets older. This set of Vajra Demon-Suppressing Palms, even if he were replaced, would not be able to achieve this level. It can be said to be pure.  .

    After a few more palms, the whistling sound became stronger. It was like a strong wind passing through the treetops, or like a roaring wave. It was faintly sad and shrill, and the whole hall was surging with strong wind.

    " Xiao Yuesheng was in the strong wind, with a leisurely look on his face, he dodged calmly, and his movements were slow and easy. Monk Fa Miao's lightning-like palms always missed.

    After dozens of moves, everyone saw the mystery. It wasn't that Xiao Yuesheng didn't dare to take the attack head-on. He did it on purpose. He just dodged without any effort.

    The monks all frowned, feeling faintly worried and feeling that something was not good.

    Monk Fa Miao had long sensed that something was wrong, but it was difficult to get off the tiger, so he could only grit his teeth and strike one blow after another, with increasing power, but he still couldn't hit him.?opponents.

    "Haha, I'm offended!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly let out a long laugh, and his body suddenly stagnated, turning from extreme movement to stillness. He remained motionless, waiting for Monk Fa Miao's palm force.

    People only felt that everything in front of them slowed down. They watched Fa Miao's right palm hit Xiao Yuesheng, and saw his right palm slowly approaching, getting closer and closer. Then, a warm palm suddenly appeared and met Monk Fa Miao.  Withered right palm.

    This palm appeared extremely suddenly, as if a palm suddenly appeared out of thin air and caught the right hand of Monk Fa Miao.

    "Pa" was beyond people's expectations. When the two palms collided, it was not a loud noise, but just a light sound with a somewhat crisp meaning.

    The view of the eyes just now, whistling is mad, amazing, and compared with today's voice, it looks very weird.

    However, Xiao Yuesheng absorbed the power of his palm and turned it into his own internal power, which instantly poured into several acupoints to accumulate.

    "Huh" Monk Fa Miao's figure flew up, flew straight outside, and got out of the hall, but he didn't know where he landed.

    An old monk flew up, like a flying swallow, and chased after him, trying to catch the monk Fa Miao.

    In the end, Monk Fa Miao was caught by him, but he had already passed out, motionless, and as quiet as death. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still hot and he was still breathing, people would have thought that the old monk was dead.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands behind his back, with a leisurely and calm expression, and smiled: "It's just a shock, no serious tricks, don't worry!"

    "Amitabha, Donor Xiao is really good at martial arts!" Abbot Lotus still looked determined and at ease.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said: "Abbot Lotus, the Great Nirvana Palm of your temple is said to be infinitely powerful. It is a unique skill in the temple. Why not invite a senior monk to open your eyes?"

    "Almsgiver Xiao actually knows about the Great Nirvana Palm?!" Lotus seemed surprised. He raised his head and glanced at everyone, then at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it is said that the power of the Great Nirvana Palm is far beyond compare. It is a secret skill of the Buddhist family. I have admired it for a long time!"

    Abbot Fahua hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother Faxiang, please go and invite some junior uncles!"

    "Yes, abbot." A middle-aged monk stood up, titheed, and walked away.
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