"Amitabha" A Buddhist chant sounded, and a monk stood upright on the competition platform like a pine and cypress.
There was a calm atmosphere like a pagoda flowing around his body.
A deep Zen charm flowed between his hands.
As he clasped his hands together, a bright and awe-inspiring light came out. , Fierce and majestic power emerged from his palm, surrounded by forty-nine layers of aura, which set off his majestic appearance.
But in the peaceful deep blue light behind him, and in the abyss-like ominous black light, a figure of glazed crystal emerged, with three heads and six arms, a fierce and kind temperament, like a demon and a Buddha.
This figure surrounded the monk, blooming with A faint inexplicable color "Buddha is not a Buddha, and demons are not demons.
Buddha sees the Dharma with his heart, and demons rule the roost with manifest power.
You force the compassion of Buddhism to evolve the killing power of demons.
You are neither fish nor fowl, but you are also trying to influence each other, but you are putting the cart before the horse."
Li Haocheng scolded softly.
After saying this, the same forty-nine weights of energy appeared in his hand, forming a wishful shadow, and struck at the monk.
The feeling of dissatisfaction gathered, and the monk felt that the two forces that were originally harmonious suddenly had a violent conflict.
But at the moment when he was about to lose his temper, strong pressure suddenly erupted around him, and countless pressures came from all directions.
He squeezed, making him feel as if he had fallen into the deep sea.
The terrifying pressure seeped into every pore of his body and invaded his meridians.
For a moment, he couldn't think about anything else.
He could only try his best to use what he had learned in his life to compete with his opponents.
Also under the squeeze of external forces, the two forces that were originally difficult to control began to merge.
His originally round face quickly dried up as the two forces intertwined, and wrinkles appeared on the dry skin.
The jade-like buds are yellow and crystal clear.
Surrounded by fifty-two layers of aura, they look like the golden body of the Buddha.
At the same time, there is also a bright divine light in his eyes, with a faint glow of colored glaze.
"Not bad."
Li Haocheng took two steps back, looked at the changes in the monk's body, nodded with satisfaction, and then gave a few pointers: "Your technique also has some meaning.
With the help of a compassionate heart, it can accommodate the power of immortals, gods and demons." , the power is endless, but the hidden dangers are not small.
In the future, if you use your skills according to your feelings today, it is only a matter of time for you to reach the master state, and even a great master is not impossible. " "Thank you so much, little monk."
The monk clasped his hands and bowed in thanks.
"Come on."
Li Haocheng waved his hand and said casually: "You won the martial arts competition, this is your reward."
"Having said that, the true king still has the kindness to the young monk to achieve enlightenment.
If the true king needs to be dispatched in the future, the young monk will definitely come to help."
When he said this, the monk had a serious face and a firm tone.
After showing his determination, he bowed again. body, and then turned around and left.
After seeing the monk leave, Li Haocheng's original casual temperament suddenly stagnated, his face was a little pale, and his eyes showed a trace of tiredness.
"True Lord" Taoist Yuanming who was standing beside him hurried forward and asked with worry on his face: "How are you?"
"It doesn't matter that after the little monk's skills were mixed up, I couldn't stop him from using the power of the 50th Heaven.
It will inevitably involve injuries.
Please help me prepare some tea."
Li Haocheng said in the word tea.
After amplifying the sound, he opened his mouth and breathed out a breath of sword energy.
The sharp sword energy made Yuan Ming's complexion change slightly.
With a flick of Li Haocheng's finger, the sword energy shattered into streams of breeze and disappeared.
Yuan Ming lowered his head and retreated.
Li Haocheng smiled.
The fatigue that had been condensed in his eyes completely disappeared.
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He turned his fingers slightly, and a wisp of sword energy swirled between them.
This was what Li Haocheng had left after the fight with Yuan Dongyun that day.
The sword energy in Haocheng's body was also a flaw left by Li Haocheng deliberately.
The human hearts of the people in this world have long been corrupted to an extreme state.
Except for a very small number of people, they can keep their thoughts pure and not be affected by various extreme emotions in the world.
Even Yuan Ming, a Taoist master, is not as upright and upright as he appears.
He also has his own little thoughts.
Therefore, Li Haocheng is also happy to show some loopholes and let the other party think he has found his weakness.
Little did he know that although Yuan Dongyun's sword energy was powerful, it was essentially close to the quality of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Li Haocheng had been using his banned natal energy these past few days, and his sword energy had long been worn away, and he even used Tai The characteristics of Xu Yuanqi fully mastered Yuan Dongyun's sword energy.
The weakness he had shown in the past few days was just Li Haocheng's intention to let Yuan Ming see it and to appease the rest of the world.
After a while, Yuan Ming walked in with a "tea" that exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.
Li Haocheng drank it in front of him, and then heard Yuan Ming say: "Zhenjun, you have taught several people in succession these past two days.
Martial arts hero, your reputation is becoming more and more famous now.
However, some people from aristocratic families are still a little dissatisfied with you taking charge of the Pantheon this time.
Do you think we are right?"
Before Yuan Ming finished speaking, Li Haocheng had already guessed what he was thinking, which was to use this opportunity to seize resources from those aristocratic families.
Li Haocheng, who didn't care about the internal fighting in this world, said casually: "I can leave these matters to you, right?
Now that everyone who should come has arrived, can the martial arts conference be officially held?"
"Except for the poster of Qingfeng Xiaoyu Tower, many other righteous forces have arrived.
According to the news from Qingfeng Xiaoyu Tower, their poster had already left for the martial arts conference half a month ago, but I don't know why.
It hasn't come yet, and even Qingfeng Xiaoyu Tower itself can't contact the other party.
The original second owner means that we are waiting.
If the owner of Qingfeng Xiaoyu Tower has not arrived in two days, then the martial arts conference will be held. " Yuan Ming's answer made Li Haocheng smile.
Others don't know, and he still doesn't know that it is impossible for the owner of Qingfeng Xiaoyu Building to come.
Now that almost all the masters and grand masters in this world are gathered here, the will of the world will also be instinctive. of attention here.
Compared to using the clear light of the jade talisman to shield his aura and avoid the attention of the will of heaven and earth, the owner of the Qingfeng Xiaoyu Building is not that capable.
He may know many secrets of the world and the weaknesses of the will of the world.
But the will of heaven and earth also knows how to find him, but he usually hides among the crowd, using the mortal world of humanity to block the sense of heaven and earth that traces him.
If he has the courage to come to a place where the will of heaven and earth pays special attention, the possibility of being discovered is not small.
Therefore, no matter how interested he is in the martial arts competition, he will definitely not do it himself.
He can only stay in the dark and control it remotely
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