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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 148: Purpose

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    Chapter 148 Purpose

    The sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword scattered the Great Nirvana Palm. The four phaseless monks could not take it back. Their internal strength suddenly declined and it took some time to recover.

    Xiao Yuesheng used the Great Nirvana Palm to wrap up, fuse, and roll back the scattered palm power. At that time, the old monk Wuxiang was in a state of shock and lost his mind, unable to notice it.

    Anyone else would not be able to see Xiao Yuesheng's methods at all. Beiming's magical skill was performed so well that no one was aware of it.

    Xiao Yuesheng's internal energy increased greatly. He ignored the swelling and pain in his meridians and pushed them with all his strength to incorporate them into the acupoints one by one, filling twenty acupoints.

    Now, more than 200 of the 360 ??acupuncture points on his body have been filled up. He is faintly frightened and dare not absorb any more internal energy.

    "I lost!" The old monk Wuxiang stood up slowly and titheed slowly. Although his voice was clear and clear, it was a bit hard.

    As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence outside the entire hall, and the breeze blew through the treetops, whistling gently, which was particularly clear.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said, "You're lucky, I'm a little better!"

    Wuxiang turned his head, glanced at the Lotus, then at the monks, and then turned to the three monks behind him. They were skinny, sitting cross-legged on the ground, their eyes slightly closed, and they were adjusting their breath and doing their exercises, with white steam rising from their heads.

    "Alas, I am old and useless" Master Wuxiang shook his head and sighed, with a lonely and desolate expression.

    He turned to Abbot Lotus and titheed: "Abbott, I am ashamed that I cannot compare to this almsgiver Xiao, so I asked myself to face the wall for ten years!"

    "Uncle Wuxiang, you can't do it!" Abbot Fahua hurriedly raised his hand.

    Although Master Wuxiang looks young, his figure is lonely, as if he has aged more than ten years all of a sudden, his energy and spirit are slowly declining, as if the leaves are slowly withering.

    Abbot Fahua said hurriedly: "Uncle Master, Almsgiver Xiao is well prepared and has great martial arts skills. We are all in the temple and have nothing to say. It is not Uncle Master's fault!"

    "I have been practicing hard all my life, but four of them can't beat a young man together. I have practiced martial arts so poorly in this life that I can't stand anyone!" Master Wuxiang shook his head.

    He turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said slowly: "Donor Xiao, I have the audacity to ask, what kind of martial arts does Donor Xiao perform?"

    "Six Meridians Divine Sword!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a slight smile: "Dali Tianlong Temple has a unique skill, and this boy will master it by chance."

    The old monk Wuxiang pondered for a moment, showing a thoughtful expression. After a moment, he raised his head and said in surprise: "That should be Donor Duan?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I am not from the Duan family, but I have a good friend named Duan who learned this sword technique from someone else."

    "Amitabha, you are so good!" The old monk Wu Xiang put his hands together, with a smile on his face, and nodded: "It turns out to be the Six Meridians Divine Sword, which is known as the best sword in the world. I was defeated by the Yi Jin Jing and the Six Meridians.  Even under the divine sword, there is no injustice.¡±

    "The master has profound skills, I admire you the Great Nirvana Palm is indeed well-deserved!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

    The old monk Wuxiang shook his head, his expression became indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.

    He slowly raised his hands and titheed to the monks. His movements were slow and sluggish, looking like an old man. The three old monks behind him slowly stood up and followed him to tithe to the monks.

    The monks all joined together and bowed in return. They said nothing and looked solemn.

    The old monk Wuxiang sighed, shook his head, turned around, and walked slowly towards the back, along with the other three monks. Their steps staggered, their backs were desolate, and they gradually disappeared into the distance.

    Xiao Yuesheng sighed secretly and couldn't bear it, but when he thought that they were the Xixia royal temple and the spiritual pillar of the Xixia people, his heart hardened again.

    Looking at the staggering and desolate backs of Uncle Wuxiang and the others, Fahua felt sour in his heart and couldn't help but want to cry, secretly hating his incompetence and poor martial arts.

    He took a deep breath, suppressed everything, his face returned to calmness, he slowly turned around and clasped his hands to Xiao Yuesheng: "Almsgiver Xiao, please follow me to the Sutra Storage Pavilion!"

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed and clasped his fists: "Abbot Fahua, I have to say goodbye!"

    "Fahua was turning to leave. He was startled when he heard this. He turned back and looked at him in surprise: "Donor Xiao, don't you want to see the Sutra Pavilion in our temple?"

    "I am really curious about the Sutra Pavilion of your temple and want to take a look, but not now!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "If one day, the master of your temple can defeat me, I will come to the Sutra Pavilion again.  ,Farewell!"

    After saying that, he let out a long laugh, and in a flash, his figure disappeared from the spot, appeared under the steps, flashed again, appeared outside the mountain gate, and disappeared.

    The monks stared blankly into the distance with heavy expressions. His clear and soft laughter was still lingering, but the person was gone.

    Abbot Fahua looked solemn and stared into the distance.

      An old monk came to him and whispered: "Abbott, would you like to ask the four uncles to personally take action?"

    Fahua turned to look at him, shook his head, and sighed: "Senior Brother Fayan, how can we be alarmed when our four junior uncles have heavy responsibilities?"

    This old monk is tall and burly, with a square face, as tight as a piece of iron.

    He shook his head and snorted: "When has it been?! It is about the life and death of my Kasyapa Tathagata Temple, how can I think so much about it?"

    "Let me think about it" Abbot Fahua pondered, his frosty white eyebrows furrowed.

    Xiao Yuesheng fluttered out of the Kasyapa Tathagata Temple with an excited expression. He stepped up his movements and after several ups and downs, he reached a high mountain and did not stop until the top of the mountain.

    At this time, it was already evening, the setting sun was setting over the Western Mountains, the afterglow filled the sky, fire clouds were everywhere, and everything around was dyed red.

    His body was surging, and his internal energy was boiling. The absorbed palm power restless in the acupoints, rushed out, and entered the meridians.

    This Great Nirvana Palm is powerful, not only in its palm technique, but also in its pure and strange internal power. It burns all internal power, swallows and strengthens itself, and is extremely domineering.

    He sat cross-legged directly on a big rock on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes slightly, made seals with both hands, and quickly entered a calm state. The gentle breeze blew his green shirt.

    The sun sets, twilight shrouds the sky, and the sky is misty like fog.

    Then, the twilight became thicker and gradually turned into black. When night came, a bright moon hung high in the east, overlooking the earth, casting a faint light.

    Xiao Yuesheng remained motionless, making seals with his hands, which seemed to be integrated with the rocks next to him, making them indistinguishable from each other, letting the sun set and the moon rise.

    After a night of clouds, the morning light first appeared. He jumped up and shook his body. The moisture flew away and his clothes were dry again.

    His eyes were piercing, as if they were real, like two swords unsheathed.

    His face was gleaming white, as if there was brilliance flowing under his skin, which was clearly visible in the morning light, and the joy on his face was also clearly visible.

    This time, he had a great harvest. Each of the four old monks had ** ten years of cultivation. Although he did not accept them all, they still had ** ten.

    "According to Xiao Yuesheng's estimation, the cultivation level of each of the four old monks Wuxiang is not weaker than that of Tianshan Tonglao.

    With such a level of cultivation, if you leave Kasyapa Tathagata Temple and go to the martial arts forest in the Central Plains, you will definitely stir up a storm. Why don't you move?

    He sat down again, patted a big rock with his left hand, and looked down at the bottom of the mountain, his eyes blurred, and he kept thinking in his heart.

    " Such old monsters are content in Xixia and do not come to the Central Plains to cause trouble and promote the prestige of Kashyapa Tathagata Temple. It is not because they have advanced Buddhist practices and have no desire to compete for fame, but they have some scruples.

    ?????????????????????????? There must be such antique-level monsters in the Central Plains martial arts forest, with profound cultivation and superb martial arts, but they cannot be seen in the world.

    Like the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple, I didn¡¯t see him last time I went to Shaolin, but I just felt him vaguely.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together by last resort, doesn¡¯t have a very advanced level of cultivation, and he really doesn¡¯t want to cause trouble to avoid trouble.

    This time, I defeated the four old monks of Wuxiang. Presumably the four old monks around the emperor will personally take action to regain their face?

    As soon as they leave, it will be much easier to assassinate the Xixia Emperor.

    His trip to Xixia had two purposes: to avenge his past humiliation and defeat the four old monks around the Xixia Emperor, and to assassinate the Xixia Emperor.

    But assassinating the Xixia Emperor is the primary goal. Defeat the four old monks in order to also assassinate the Xixia Emperor.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of control on the Xixia border, they kept plundering the people of the Song Dynasty.

    Last time, the emperor of Xixia was considered to have a big fate. This time, he had to accept his small order no matter what, causing civil strife in Xixia and giving the Song Dynasty a chance to breathe.

    Although the Song Dynasty was rich, its soldiers were too weak. After several defeats, they became less and less confident as they fought, which was really a headache.

    Although I can¡¯t go to the temple or lead troops, I can help. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty are not strong, so I can¡¯t strengthen them, but I can weaken my opponents.

    He could clearly distinguish between defeating the four old monks and assassinating the Xixia Emperor.

    The purpose of this trip to Kasyapa Tathagata Temple was not to force him to close the temple, but to absorb the inner power of the Great Nirvana Palm, and then purify and change his own inner power to increase its devouring power.

    This is the wonderful thing about the power of the Great Nirvana Palm. If it can be done like this, it will be easier to purify the inner power. Moreover, when the internal power of the Great Nirvana Palm enters the body, it will be difficult to hurt oneself.

    The principle is similar to the principle of vaccines in later generations.

    "The best thing is to be able to move the four monks around the Xixia Emperor away. Even if you can't, you have to break in and try to assassinate him again."
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