311 The Princess in Crisis

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"What tricks are these two playing?" Zhao Min couldn't help frowning as she looked at it in a fog. {【23】{wx}

"What the two nobles do not know, Prajna Palm is the most profound palm method in Shaolin Temple. Prajna Buddhism emphasizes emptiness, so when the power of Prajna palm is transformed into formless, there is no form, feeling, thought, action and consciousness. Palm power, so outsiders don't seem to have much power, and only those who face the enemy can perceive the danger in palm power." King Jinlun heard Hua Zheng and Zhao Min's discussion, and quickly spoke out to explain their confusion.

Hua Zheng was at a loss when he heard it, and he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "The Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains is really obscure and difficult to understand. No wonder Father Khan likes the teachings of esoteric religion more."

King Jinlun Falun has a bright face. The Mongolian Empire is now strong and strong, and various sects have sent messengers to preach to the Mongolian royal family, including not only Buddhism in the Middle Earth, Quanzhen and other schools, but also Zoroastrianism in the Western Regions, God Religion, etc., but the most successful There is nothing more than the Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. Several masters of Tantric Buddhism were honored as guests by Mongolia, and they were appointed as national teachers. The Phagpa of Nalanda Temple was revered as the emperor. Prince Alibu is highly regarded, and it seems that in the near future, it will be just around the corner for Tantric Buddhism to become the state religion of Mongolia.

"What the princess said is very true. Those monks in Middle-earth like to say some obscure and incomprehensible things. You ask him to explain, but he can't explain it clearly. It's easy to understand. It's okay to deceive ordinary people who don't know anything, but trying to fool the great Genghis Khan is really laughable."

"The national teacher's words are serious. Because of the obscure and incomprehensible teachings of the Zen Buddhism in China, there are indeed many eminent monks who deceive the world, but there are also people who are truly enlightened." Zhao Min paused and shook his head slightly, "But their teachings are even The learned and eminent monks are often confused, how can ordinary people comprehend."

Everyone here is talking about Buddhism, but the two people over there are extremely dangerous. Song Qingshu's eighteen palms for subduing the dragon are unparalleled, but Xuan Cheng's Prajna palm is empty and powerless. After dozens of tricks, Song Qingshu felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Monk, you don't seem to have reached the highest level of Prajna Palm, 'all in the air'." Song Qingshu remembered that in the original book, Xuanci used Prajna Palm to fight against Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and in the end It was only at the juncture that I realized the true meaning of 'a space to the end'.

"I didn't expect your Excellency to be so knowledgeable. It's not easy for ordinary people to know that Prajna Palm is not easy. Your Excellency actually knows that the highest state of Prajna Palm is 'empty to the end'!" Xuan Cheng showed a strange expression, "But look at Your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. , seems to have never practiced to the peak."

"The great monk really looks like a torch," Song Qingshu sighed in admiration, "Since you and I have never practiced the palm technique to the extreme, it will be difficult to decide the winner if you fight like this, so why not stop here?"

Xuan Cheng was quite moved, but soon hesitantly appeared on his face: "You took action to save the devil today, and you don't know how many innocent lives will be lost to her in the future. This sin, the poor monk himself Treat you well."

Xuan Cheng understood that although he had the upper hand temporarily, it would not be easy to beat Song Qingshu in a short period of time. However, what he has used so far is only Prajna Palm. If he uses the other twelve unique arts at the same time, the power of the tricks will not only be doubled, and the more good magic wand technique has not been used, so Xuan Cheng is really confident. It is no problem to teach Song Qingshu a lesson.

"Great monk, may I ask if killing a few people is a serious crime, or killing thousands of people is a more serious crime?" Song Qingshu said while parrying Xuan Cheng's incessant attacks.

Xuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Although there is a cloud in Buddhism, all living beings are equal, and everything in the world is an illusion. There is no difference between killing one person and killing thousands of people. However, the poor monk is in the red world, and he still can't comprehend that kind of detachment. Realm. From the poor monk's point of view, killing tens of thousands of people is naturally more sinful."

"That's not it, Li Mochou only killed a few people, and the evil he committed was only a small evil. On the contrary, the princess over there, with thousands of troops, invaded Middle-earth and slaughtered thousands of us. Wan's compatriots, this is the real big evil. You put the big evil and don't get rid of it, but you hold on to the small evil. Is it because you are concerned about the many masters around the princess, so you pretend not to see it, and you have to bully the lonely. Li Mochou?" Song Qingshu made a double-dragon move, and shook Xuan Cheng away with a palm, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Damn! How can the poor monk be afraid of them." Xuan Cheng said angrily, but he put away his skills and did not intend to continue to pounce.

"This Song Shaoxia is really eloquent. The two armies are fighting each other, depending on their abilities, there is no right or wrong. What's more, we are going south this time to discuss a peace with the court of the Song Kingdom. How many innocent lives will be saved, how can this merit be compared to Li Mochou, the cold-blooded devil who murdered innocents indiscriminately."

Zhao Min glanced at the broken Zhu Chai on the pillar, feeling lost in her heart, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes when she looked at Song Qingshu.

"I don't know that on that day, the princess of the county slaughtered the six major factions, and even the emptiness of the four gods and monks of the Shaolin Temple was cut off by your subordinates. Does this count as indiscriminate killing of innocent people?"

Hearing that Zhao Min said that this trip was going south to negotiate peace, Song Qingshu was secretly shocked. If Mongolia stopped the war with the Southern Song Dynasty, it would have changed its strategy of attacking everywhere. Not surprisingly, Mongolia will definitely attack a country with all its strength next, but I don’t know if it will be Jin or Qing, or whether it will be Mingjiao or Hui in the Western Regions. Department, etc.

If you attack the Ming Cult, of course, you would love to hear it, but if you attack the Qing country, you have not yet digested the strength of the Qing country, and it is really bad for Mongolia to attack at this time.

Song Qing

Shu was still pondering, but Xuan Cheng glared at the Mongolian group and said, "Are you Zhao Min's demon girl?"

At that time, Abbot Xuanci led the monks in the temple to go out, and arranged for Kong Wen and others to stay in the temple. Who knew that Zhao Min used ten incense soft tendons to disperse all the monks to Wan'an Temple, which almost led to the destruction of Shaolin Temple, and Master Kong Xing was arrested. Cutting off the head is really a great shame for the Shaolin Temple.

Although Xuancheng heard that they called Zhao Min the princess of the county just now, he didn't care too much. After all, there were so many Mongolian princesses as county owners. It wasn't until Song Qingshu said it that he knew that this charming girl was actually the big enemy of this faction.

"The demon girl is dead!" Xuan Cheng's eyes widened in anger, and he slashed towards Zhao Min with one palm.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Shenjian Hachio was already on guard. Seeing Xuan Cheng rushing towards him, he drew his bow and shot him at him.

Seeing this, Xuan Cheng stopped, didn't dodge, took a deep breath, the monk's robe became extremely swollen, like an inflated balloon, standing upright. . The bow and arrow hit him, only the sound of ping ping ping pong pong was like the sound of gold and iron intersecting. The bow and arrow hit the monk's robe, as if it was bounced off by an invisible force, and all fell to his feet.

After a rain of arrows, even Xuan Cheng's monk robe had not broken a single point. Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, and King Jinlun and the two elders Xuanming also cried out, "King Kong is not bad!"

Xuan Cheng did not speak, and while Shenjian Hachio and others were stunned, he opened his mouth and roared, and sound waves that were visible to the naked eye attacked everyone.

"Buddhist lion's roar! Hurry up and protect the princess and the county master!" Falun Dafa King Jinlun was shocked and angry, he quickly raised the big golden wheel to protect the two women, Xuanming Er Lao, A Da A Er and San also spontaneously stood on the two sides. In front of the women, block most of the sonic power for them.

The rest of Zhao Min's guards were not so lucky, they covered their ears in pain and fell to the ground mourning. Although the Eight Heroes of Shenjian are excellent in archery, they are not good at internal strength, and they are not much better than ordinary guards. It didn't take long for them to bleed from the mouth and nose, and they all collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The people in front of Zhao Minhuazheng weren't much better either. Falun Dafa King Jinlun looked solemn, and the old Xuanming's face trembled slightly. Because he had suffered a serious internal injury just now, it was obviously approaching the limit. , a trace of blood was slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Song Qingshu was not directly in front of Xuan Cheng's attack. With his skill, the lion's roar naturally had no effect on him. He could not help but move a chair and sit down. With one stroke of Qinglong, he sucked a bottle of water from the counter. , poured himself a drink and watched the play on the side.

After a while, Xuan Cheng's lion's roar finally finished. Zhao Min and Hua Zheng were not in serious trouble because they were guarded by many masters. The only people who could still stand unharmed were King Jinlun, Er Lao Ming and A Da Er Asan, but A Da Er Asan was injured by Zhang Wuji, and his strength after recovery was only at the peak of the seventh floor. Left and right, so he was shocked by Xuancheng's lion's roar, and he already suffered serious internal injuries.

"I heard that the emptiness of this temple died under the command of a Shaolin master in the Western Regions, Dali King Kong Finger. If the poor monk is right, he should be your Excellency." It is the Dali Diamond Finger.

"What if it was Lao Tzu who killed him? That bald donkey's dragon claw hand blows like a god, and it's no different." Although Asan knew that he was no match, he didn't want to lose his momentum.

"Okay, the poor monk will use the dragon's claw hand to meet Your Highness's powerful diamond finger for a while." Xuan Cheng's face was expressionless, and the voice just fell, his left hand was empty, and his right hand was holding a wisp of wind, and he went to Asan's left shoulder. grab.

Asan once fought with emptiness for life and death, and naturally knew that this was the Dragon Claw Hand's 'holding the cloud' style, so he hurriedly poked Xuan Cheng's elbow with his Dali Diamond Finger. It was a blood hole when poked on the body, Xuan Cheng had to withdraw if he wanted to keep his arm.

Xuan Cheng didn't panic, he pressed his right hand down, just intercepting Asan's Vigorous Vajra Finger, Asan felt a sharp pain coming from his fingertips, as if his fingers were poking on a thousand-year-old black iron, and he could feel it. Those two fingers were broken inch by inch.

Before Ah San could react, Xuan Cheng's left hand, which was a false move, had already grabbed his throat. Ah Da and Er were shocked and rushed over to rescue him. Broke Asan's neck.

"Empty, I let him die under your famous stunt, I hope you can rest your eyes." i640 ()

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