Chapter 153 Chapter 155, Fairy Master, I'm Here to Grab the Heshi Jade "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet Master Ouyang here." Shi Feixuan adjusted her voice and said in a soft androgynous voice: "Where are you three going?" "I was just about to go to Jingnian Zen Temple." As they were talking, Ouyang Feng and the other two had already walked in front of Shi Feixuan and stopped ten steps in front of her. "Oh?" Shi Feixuan's heart moved slightly, and she said with a smile: "Master Ouyang is going to worship Buddha?" "No." Ouyang Feng said frankly: "I'm going to get the Heshi Bi." Shi Feixuan was stunned for a moment, "Take... the Heshi Bi?" "That's right." Ouyang Feng nodded and said, "Of course, Brother Qin can understand it as 'rob'." "..."
Shi Feixuan was stunned again, and after a long while she managed to utter: "Brother Ouyang is really...honest." "I'm just telling the truth." Ouyang Feng said calmly, "Master, are you going to stop me?" Shi Feixuan was slightly startled and said helplessly: "It turns out that my identity could not be hidden from Brother Ouyang." When saying this, the voice used was no longer the androgynous one, but a female voice that was ethereal, pure, soft and sweet. At the same time, he took off his hat and revealed his true face. The moment she took off her hat, the light around her seemed to become a little brighter. Even the ordinary rocks and plants around her seemed to be given a bit of spirituality by her, becoming vivid and lively. This is a stunning beauty who is as beautiful as Kankan and has a charming temperament that is enough to influence the surrounding environment. Her beauty and temperament seem to be able to "transmigrate" all malice, which presents an extremely sharp contrast with the demonic beauty of Kana that seems to be able to lure even saints into the sea of desire. Unfortunately, no matter what kind of beauty it is, it cannot change Ouyang Feng's decision. He admired Shi Feixuan's beautiful appearance for a while, and then said calmly: "Master, you have the right to dispose of the Heshi Bi, right? So, are you going to go to Jingnian Zen Temple and get the Heshi Bi and give it to me, or are you going to watch me attack Jingnian Zen Temple and take the Heshi Bi by force?" Shi Feixuan said softly: "Master Ouyang wants to dominate the world?" "Do not." "Since you don't want to dominate the world, why do you want to seize the Heshi Bi, Brother Ouyang?" "Use it to practice." "In this case, Feixuan can make the decision. Before giving the Heshi Bi to the wise ruler, you can temporarily lend it to Brother Ouyang for cultivation." Shi Feixuan's attitude was quite sincere. If possible, she really didn't want to conflict with Ouyang Feng, a peerless master with unfathomable strength. However, Ouyang Feng did not give her a chance to resolve the issue peacefully. "If I set my sights on a treasure, I must have it. Borrowing it temporarily is not my style."
Shi Feixuan said helplessly: "Has Brother Ouyang always been so overbearing?" "good." "Then I'm sorry Feixuan can't obey your order." Shi Feixuan raised her hand and grasped the hilt of the Sekong sword on her back. Her aura gradually became ethereal and ethereal, giving people an unpredictable feeling. "Last night in Manqing Courtyard, Feixuan also witnessed Brother Ouyang's peerless magical skills. Today, I overestimate my own abilities and want to learn a little." Ouyang Feng shook his head: "Fighting with you would be like bullying the weak. So your opponent is not me." After saying that, he walked straight ahead, ignoring Shi Feixuan who was blocking his way, and continued moving forward. The moment he took a step. A light sword sound rang out beside him, and at the same time, a sword light as nimble as a swimming dragon flew out from his side and stabbed towards Shi Feixuan: "Master Fairy, your opponent is me!" Zheng—— Another sword sounded. Facing Shan Wanjing's sword, Shi Feixuan did not dare to be careless at all. He drew his sword out of its sheath, and instantly transformed into hundreds of sword lights, like a strong wind blowing up snow all over the sky, heading towards Shan Wanjing's bright sword light that was as agile as a dragon. clang clang clang clang... The sound of metal clashing rang out like rain, and the sharp sword energy burst out in all directions, destroying the surrounding grass and trees, chopping the rubble, splitting the ground, and stirring up a sky full of dust. Two graceful and elegant figures, like fairies, flew back and forth in the wind, sand and dust, chasing and fighting. When they made sudden moves, the blazing sword lights were like lightning shining in the dark night. Every time they collided, a soul-stirring and earth-shaking sound burst out. Ouyang Feng did not appreciate the fight between the two. Just go straight ahead. Even Shan Meixian did not stay to watch the fight, and left following Ouyang Feng. They know Shan Wanjing's martial arts best and have absolute confidence in her. As for Shi Feixuan, who had just made her debut, her cultivation of the "Cihang Sword Canon" was only at the "telepathic" level. Unless she could reach the "sword heart is clear" in battle, she could not pose a threat to Shan Wanjing. But this is obviously impossible. If you want to have a clear sword heart, you must temper your mind in the worldly world. How could Shi Feixuan, who had just debuted and had not yet truly integrated into the secular world and experienced the ways of the world, have a "clear sword heart"? In this battle, Shi Feixuan will definitely lose. After all, Shan Wanjing also practiced the four great books, and the "Eternal Life Secret" which was more advanced than the "Cihang Sword Canon". Ouyang Feng and Shan Meixian left the battlefield with flying swords, sand and rocks behind them and continued to rush towards Jingnian Zen Temple. Just when even the sound of the sword became faint, a vast and magnificent Zen temple appeared on the hillside in front of the two of them. "How many monks are there in Jingnian Zen Temple?" As they flew towards the temple's gate, Ouyang Feng asked Shan Meixian. "Jingnian Zen Temple is one of the two major sacred places of Buddhism, along with Cihang Jingzhai. There are about three hundred martial monks in the temple."
Shan Meixian introduced them one by one: "Any ordinary monk, if put in the martial arts world, is a good fighter who can make a name for himself. The four Dharma protectors, Vajra, are not angry, not stupid, not greedy, and not afraid. They are the top masters in the martial arts world. Each of them is not weaker than Shang Gong, and they also have the art of combined attack. As for Master Liaokong, his martial arts are even more unfathomable, and perhaps even better than the four great monks of Buddhism." "Not bad." Ouyang Feng nodded slightly: "In this way, we can have a good fight today." Shan Meixian asked in surprise: "Sir, are you going to attack me by force?" "of course." "But Jingnian Zen Temple has a large number of people and strong forces..." Shan Meixian did not doubt Ouyang Feng's martial arts. In a one-on-one fight, she believed that even Master Kong Chan could not stop Ouyang Feng. But there were too many and too strong monks in Jingnian Temple. Under the siege, even the Queen of Yin had to flee. Even though Ouyang Feng's strength has surpassed Queen Yin's, it is still too difficult to face the siege of more than 300 monks. But Ouyang Feng didn't care: "There's strength in numbers, so it's a good opportunity to stretch our muscles." As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of the Zen temple. A monk in charge of reception came forward and bowed: "Amitabha, please forgive me, my two donors. I have temporarily closed the gates of my temple and do not accept pilgrims." "We are not pilgrims." Ouyang Feng said calmly, "I am here to steal the He's Jade." The monk in charge of reception had a dull look on his face, and after a long while he said in a stammering voice: "Donor, you are joking..." "I'm not kidding. You can go in and report. Just say that Ouyang Feng is here to steal the Heshi Bi." As he spoke, Ouyang Feng stepped into the gate of the Zen temple, with Shan Meixian following closely behind him. The monk in charge of reception was at a loss for a while, then he suddenly realized something, turned around and rushed into the mountain gate, passed Ouyang Feng and Shan Meixian, and rushed into the Zen temple, shouting as he ran: "Oh no! Ouyang Feng is here to grab the He's Jade! Ouyang Feng is here to grab the He's Jade!" This monk in charge of reception had no martial arts skills, but he had a very loud voice, and his few shouts immediately alarmed half of the Zen temple. A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. When they heard that Ouyang Feng was coming to snatch the Heshi Bi, Jingnian Zen Temple immediately gave the highest standard of response. When Ouyang Feng and Shan Meixian walked as if no one was around to the center of the temple and saw the small bronze temple where the Heshi Bi was stored, teams of monks came hurriedly with staves and clubs and stood ready in the square in front of the temple. Four more monks with a powerful aura came to the front of the formation, each holding a huge Zen staff. They were the four Dharma protectors of Jingnian Zen Temple: Vajra, No-Anger, No-Greed, No-Ignorance, and No-Fear. Judging from the sound of their Zen sticks tapping the ground, they all seemed to be made of steel, and judging from their size, they must weigh at least a hundred pounds. Finally, the door of the small bronze hall slowly opened, and a tall and handsome monk who looked no more than twenty years old walked out. Seeing the monk, Shan Meixian was slightly startled and whispered: "Zen Master Liaokong is of the same generation as Ning Daoqi. I met him once before. He was still an old monk then. I didn't expect that he has regained his youth now... It seems that his 'Withering and Flourishing Zen' has reached perfection!" Ouyang Feng nodded slowly: "There are indeed some tricks." As he was speaking, Bu Chan, one of the four great Dharma protectors, stepped forward, chanted the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice: "Donor Ouyang has no grudge against my temple. I wonder why you came to my door today?" Ouyang Feng put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I have already said that I am here to snatch the Heshi Bi." Another guardian Bu Chi snorted coldly: "Donor Ouyang's reputation is well-known, but we at Jingnian Zen Temple are not to be bullied!"
Ouyang Feng raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly: "What I want is that you are not easy to bully!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, the ground beneath his feet shook violently, his figure seemed to shrink into an inch, and he instantly appeared in front of a group of monks. The team of monks also reacted quickly. With loud shouts, they swung two whistle sticks down at Ouyang Feng's head, and two more whistle sticks hit his chest and lower abdomen. Two more whistle sticks also swept towards his soft spots on the left and right. Facing this combined attack, Ouyang Feng swept his sleeves, and the "Flowing Cloud Iron Sleeves" whistled out with a few bangs, swinging the six whistle sticks away. At the same time, the recoil force bounced back along the whistle sticks, and the six monks who attacked were suddenly shocked all over, as if struck by lightning, and fell to the ground with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths. Ouyang Feng took another step forward and broke into the gap in the formation left by the six monks who fell to the ground. Whistle sticks and Zen staffs attacked him continuously from all around him, hitting the head, sweeping the waist, hitting the chest and abdomen, hitting the back, or hitting the legs and tripping the feet. Moreover, each weapon contained the power to break monuments and split rocks. In the normal world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, even the Five Supreme Masters are afraid of being besieged on the battlefield, because on the battlefield, there are people and weapons everywhere, and there is no space to display Qinggong. There are weapons coming from all directions, and they will be attacked from head to toe. Even if the Five Supreme Masters have a quick reaction, they don't have three heads and six arms, and it is impossible for them to defend everything. Even if you can hold on for a while, your skills, mental and physical strength will be consumed much faster than usual. When all your skills and physical strength are exhausted and your energy is so depleted that you can no longer keep your eyes and ears open, that is the time of your death. This is just the situation of being besieged by ordinary troops. Now Ouyang Feng is surrounded by three hundred monks, and Jingnian Temple is one of the two holy places of Buddhism in the world of The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty. Even the most ordinary monk can be a powerful master in the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Not to mention that he is as good as the Shaolin monks of the Ku generation, but at least he is not weaker than the "Tiger King" Zhu Cheng, whom Ouyang Feng had met in the Jin Camp. Three hundred masters, the weakest of whom is comparable to the "Tiger King" Zhu Cheng, formed a formation to besiege the city, plus the four Dharma protectors were watching covetously. There was also an unfathomable Zen Master Liaokong, whose kung fu had reached the level of "rejuvenation". No wonder Shan Meixian said that even someone as strong as the Yin Queen would have to flee in panic. Ouyang Feng doesn't have three heads and six arms. However, with his spiritual perception that can see in all directions, he can clearly see through the attacks coming from all directions at the same time. If he wants, he can also block one round of attacks after another. But why is this necessary? Ouyang Feng ignored the attacks from both sides and behind, and strode forward, waving his sleeves to deflect the Zen sticks and whistle sticks attacking from the front. As for other directions, he let the Zen sticks and whistle sticks rain down on him. A deafening sound of impact was heard. Whether it was a Zen staff or a whistle stick, whenever it landed on Ouyang Feng, it would be immediately knocked away. Even the monks who attacked Ouyang Feng had their knuckles cracked and their arms in severe pain. Those with greater skills merely staggered back, while those with lesser skills fell to the ground with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths. Everyone says that the Evil King Shi Zhixuan is not afraid of being besieged. Little did they know that Ouyang Feng was no longer afraid of being besieged. The tiger demon bone refining, tiger and leopard thunder sound, Vajra indestructible body, and precious nectar to strengthen tendons and cleanse marrow made him have bones of steel and arms of copper in the literal sense. The Hunyuan Wuji Gong, which combines the "Seven Turns of Wild Waves, Eighty Folds of Storms, and Nine Changes of Condensing Truth", allows every acupoint in his body to perform the "Transferring Flowers and Jade" combined with the "Seven Turns of Wild Waves" to use the opponent's force to attack, and stack the force to rebound. He knocked away those Zen staffs and whistle sticks, and injured those monks, without even consuming much of Ouyang Feng's true energy. His own true Qi only served as a trigger to absorb the true Qi and to create a counter-attack. The monks' weapons flew, they retreated due to injuries, and even fell to the ground. In essence, it was a fight between them. Ouyang Feng's own consumption was minimal, and the little bit of true energy he consumed could be recovered in just one breath. And in order to break his counterattack by leveraging the force of the opponent's force, one must have the ultimate power to break through his protective Qi, hard training, and strong bones with one blow, or use a magical weapon, or use divine power to wield a heavy blunt instrument.
In the entire Zen temple, it is estimated that only Master Kong possesses such power. The four Dharma protectors cannot do it with their bare hands. They have to swing their huge Zen staffs made entirely of steel and hit the temples, back of the head, throat and other weak points. Even thinking of relying on the strength of numbers to surround and consume his energy, physical strength, and mental energy is unrealistic. When the "Hunyuan Wuji Gong" is in operation, the essence of heaven and earth is replenished continuously, the innate true qi is generated as it is used, and the physical strength is also replenished at any time by the vibrant innate true qi. Even the mental strength can be replenished. Although his mental strength did not recover as quickly as his true energy and physical strength, three hundred monks were not enough to drain all his mental strength. Another three thousand would be about right. Ouyang Feng, who has cultivated essence, energy and spirit and has almost no weaknesses, is no longer someone who can be exhausted to death. (End of this chapter)