Chapter 311 Shaolin Skills The seventh level of the entrance is considered to be the "top grade" among martial arts practitioners. It is the state of entering the palace and entering the house, and one can be called "grandmaster" without any shame.
Lin Hu is also at the seventh level of Xuan Guan, so Yin Xiu has vaguely heard him talk about it.
It is said that when you reach this state, your whole body's qi and blood are flowing, your meridians are active, every inch of your muscles, bones, and muscles have reached perfection, and a gentle push can exert tremendous power.
Taking a step further, you can glimpse the eighth level, which can extend your life and protect you from common ailments.
Zhuokong, the chief of Bodhidharma Academy, is already quite old.
But for warriors, age and appearance sometimes have nothing to do with actual cultivation.
What's more, he is still a monk. The so-called common sense that "boxing is afraid of young people" may not work in the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
Therefore, although Yin Xiu looked relaxed, she did not dare to be careless when walking around, for fear of exposing her flaws and being caught by the bald donkey.
Seeing that Yin Xiu couldn't come over, Zhuokong couldn't help but show a look of contempt on his face.
After a pause, he groaned, and energy surged around his body. The monk's robes and cassocks he was wearing were flying up. His whole body seemed to be filled with strong winds, and his physique instantly swelled.
At a cursory glance, Yin Xiu knew that this was a manifestation of Zhuokong's mastery of kung fu.
The Yang shrinks into the abdomen and the essence is stored in the skin.
"This palm of mine has a dozen of skills, can you handle it!?"
Zhuokong shouted loudly, and struck out with wind and thunder in his palm. The sound was like a firecracker exploding.
When he slapped this palm, the two of them were dozens of steps apart. But when the palm was finished, it seemed as if they had moved instantly. Yin Xiu's face was covered by strong wind and shadow! Mighty Vajra Palm! Yin Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, her ankles twisted, and the toes of her shoes were almost on fire.
laugh! There was smoke coming out from under her feet, and Yin Xiu bent back, barely able to avoid the palm, and the hairs on her back stood up.
"Well!?"
Zhuokong Vajra glared angrily, and swatted out another palm from Chasing the Stars and the Moon under his feet. Before his palms could reach him, another thunder exploded in the courtyard, deafening! Yin Xiu's left arm was ignited with flames, and smoke spurted out amid the scream. She punched him hard and collided with him.
There was a muffled sound, and several green bricks cracked under their feet, causing gravel to fly.
It was only then that Zhuokong's face, which was colder than iron, showed a smile.
"You can catch my palm, that's not bad. You are qualified to tell me your name."
"Your dad." Yin Xiu snorted coldly.
"presumptuous!"
Zhuokong's arms suddenly expanded in a circle, and the already well-developed muscles bulged high, coupled with the skin, they were like banyan tree roots rising from the ground, powerful and powerful.
The first thing to react was Yin Xiu's windbreaker. It seemed as if it was lifted up by a strong wind, and the long hem of the clothes was blown back. At the same time, the bricks behind him cracked one after another.
Just when Zhuokong was about to push him to the ground with brute force, Yin Xiu's figure really approached the ground step by step as Zhuokong expected.
Only instead of being overwhelmed, he escaped into the shadows.
Shadow travel!
Zhuokong's palm suddenly lost resistance and hit the ground heavily.
At this moment, as the air waves spurted out, the bricks and stones under his palms immediately turned into powder, raising dust and smoke.
In the dust and smoke, a black shadow turned from in front of Zhuokong to behind him. When the shadow overlapped with the shadow of the bricks, Yin Xiu's figure jumped out.
A black light shot out from his hand and went straight to Zhuokong's face.
Zhuokong caught a glimpse of the light, and first turned his head to avoid it, and then heard the sharp sound of breaking wind blasting in his ears.
Before Yin Xiu could throw the second flying knife, Zhuokong stretched out his hand to reach his chest.
Yin Xiu saw that he was coming with a fierce force, but this time she did not dodge or dodge. Instead, she stepped forward, stepped forward, and swiped the knife diagonally towards Zhuokong's face.
"You can't do anything with your little skills..." He Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of phlegm in his throat, and his breath suddenly stagnated.
As Zhuokong's hand softened, Yin Xiu, whom he was staring at, seemed to be covered with a shadow, making him unable to see clearly.
boom! Zhuokong slapped the air with his palm, and two pillars of blood spurted out from his front and back at the same time.
The knife in Yin Xiu's hand had changed from a diagonal thrust to a straight thrust at some point, and it stabbed into Zhuokang's heart.
But the handle that flew out just now, after spinning around in the air, was firmly planted in Zhuokong's back.
He was stabbed once in the front and back, and his beard, monk's robe and cassock were stained red with blood.
He murmured: "How can the seventh level of the profound entrance lose to the sixth level of the profound entrance? How can the Buddhist secret skill Powerful Vajra Palm also lose to the Baguazhang?"
"Don't think so much."
Yin Xiu shook his head, "It's not about losing to Baguazhang with Powerful Vajra Palm, nor is it a matter of level. It's purely a matter of whether you lose to me. Fighting doesn't depend on level."
"It's that simple?"
"Otherwise? The mountain is still a mountain, and the water is still water."
When Zhuokong heard this, he choked, opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, his pupils gradually Xiu walked around him, took off the two black knives from his body, shook off the blood, and planned to leave.
A killing ban has been launched at Hongde Temple. It seems that I will come more often in the future.
After all, there seem to be many secrets hidden here. Just the chief of Bodhidharma Academy seems to know a lot of things.
Other people, such as abbots, elders, etc., may also be hiding some secrets.
And the most important thing is that no matter what, he has to come again on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar to feel relieved.
Just as he was sighing, a loud sound of a copper bell was heard, and Yin Xiu felt his whole body shaken, as if sound waves penetrated his whole body.
Immediately afterwards, starting from a distance, a puff of dust and smoke slowly swept over, and cracks appeared on the surface of the bricks and stones.
Yin Xiu suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then his whole body crackled. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he had been run over by a huge boulder, and there were cracks in the bones all over his body.
Lion Roar? The Lion's Roar Kung Fu has always been considered to be practiced by those with loud voices. Once used, it will definitely make everyone in the neighborhood cover their ears. This is the style of a master.
But in fact, the more expert you are, the more you can lift heavy weights with lightness. The lion's roar skill has been practiced to the extreme, and it can compress all sound waves in one place. A slight roar can be as powerful as a cannon.
Therefore, a real master will be silent once he makes a move, unable to attract anyone's attention.
What he had just hit was the lion's roar skill that had reached its peak. Just one blow, Yin Xiu felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were about to break. If it weren't for the dragon and tiger's aura protecting his heart, he would have died suddenly at this time. .
Yin Xiu widened his eyes and looked into the distance. On the wall there were three monks. They were about the same age, the same fat and thin, and even their faces were very similar.
They looked much younger than Zhuokong, and they had an indescribable temperament about them, not angry but confident.
It's just that their actions are different, and can even be said to be completely unrelated.
The one in the middle is sitting cross-legged, as if he is meditating.
The one on the left stands upright on one leg, with his hands turning into fists, like a crane standing alone.
The one on the right has his legs spread out, his body straightened, his fists on his stomach, as if he was doing a horse stance.
Obviously, the lion's roar that almost killed Yin Xiu just now came from the one on the right.
"I'm going to attack you. Hongde Temple is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. No wonder no one dares to come here to collect protection money."
Yin Xiu held the two swords and adjusted her breathing as she walked, while keeping her eyes fixed on the three people over there.
"You three, I can tell by your faces that you are compassionate. Should we go together or fight alone?"
Yin Xiu's voice was not loud, as if she was talking to herself, but it was obvious that the three monks over there heard her.
The one in the middle still had his eyes closed. After the two monks on the left and right looked at each other, the monk who had been standing in the shape of a golden rooster stepped forward, jumped off the wall, and landed gently on the ground, like a fallen leaf.
As soon as he landed on the ground, without stopping, he stepped lightly on the ground, and a shadow appeared in front of Yin Xiu. The monk was here! coming!
Yin Xiu first felt a strong wind hitting her face, and then the other party's hand came over.
The monk's fingers are long and slender with well-jointed joints, and his wrist is slender. It looks like a hand holding a pen stick, but it has nothing to do with a martial arts master.
Yin Xiu stepped forward to meet him and held out a knife.
The monk's hand faced the sharp knife but did not move away. With a slight turn of his wrist, he brushed the blade and reached for it. At the same time, he gently pushed the blade away with the back of his hand and reached straight for Yin Xiu's neck with his fingers.
At a certain moment, the gentle and gentle hands that originally seemed to have the same temperament as a monk suddenly turned into the beak of an eagle and the claws of a cheetah, filled with murderous intent, as fast as lightning, and as fast as running fire.
"I am the chief Maha of Wenshu Monastery, the eighth level of the entrance hall!"
The anger in Yin Xiu's eyes skyrocketed, and she repeated her old trick, forcibly raising her breath and gathering it in her throat to protect her heart.
When Maha saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up, obviously not taking it seriously.
His hand suddenly accelerated, and he slapped it on the throat. Yin Xiu spat out a bloody arrow and flew backwards.
Maha succeeded with one blow, but was not in a hurry. He saw that Yin Xiu was indeed physically strong. Even if he was fatally injured by this blow, he still had the strength to fight to the death.
Therefore, he was just like a steady hunter, not in a hurry to act, but waiting for the injured beast with red eyes to pounce and fight to the death.
Yin Xiu did what he thought. While flying backwards, he tapped the ground with his toes, but he twisted back and turned around to escape.
Only a ghost can defeat the eighth level of the entrance! Yin Xiu didn't even bother to see the other person's face clearly, she just wanted to escape.
Maha sluggishly sluggish for a moment, and when he was about to pursue him, he saw several blood arrows shot straight towards his face, causing his steps that were about to start to freeze again.
When he dodged the bloody arrows and tried to chase after him after two delays, Yin Xiu had already crossed the two courtyard walls briskly and ran away.
When Maha saw this, he didn't intend to pursue Yin Xiu anymore. He just glanced at it from a distance, then looked back at his fellow disciple, "You are right behind, why didn't you stop him?"
The monk slapped his fist on his thigh, making a crackling sound, "I have been walking for too long, and my legs are numb."
……
"Brother, although the monk said that you can come to the back mountain to find me if you have anything to do, it was just a casual saying, just like someone asking you to come and drink tea when you are free. Why did you actually come?"
(End of this chapter)