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Chapter 317 The Battle on the Top 5
If there is no self, there will be no form, and if there is no form, there will be rebirth.

The merman's lamp crackled and burned forever.

In the empty underground palace, on the dragon chair, Xu Ruyi held the secret book of Wuxiang Gong in his hand, and carefully read it.

Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, for thousands of years, whether it is stolen or robbed, the known four strongest martial arts in the world have been collected by Tianmen in this underground palace and passed on.The sect masters of all dynasties have only chosen one to practice, but Xu Ruyi is different. He has practiced two, and now he wants to practice the third.

The first thing Xu Ruyi came into contact with was Bone Chan. During the Battle of Ganzhou, he was haunted by demons. He still has not figured out what kind of existence the Buddha was in that dreamlike nightmare. The only thing he knew was that Let's just say that after the dream, the voice in his head disappeared, and he didn't know where it went, but his heart became cold.

He has also practiced the Sunflower Canon. With the support of profound internal strength, the road of cultivation is as fast as a bamboo. He only needs to comprehend the realm of transformation of heaven and man to achieve perfection. Everything is only a chance away.

With no other way to go, he began to look at Wuxiang Kung again.

Tang Sai'er is right. Xu Ruyi did leave an inner energy in Ouyang's body that contained the true meaning of Wuxiang Gong, but it only contained the true meaning. It was specious. In essence, it was still the true energy of White Bone Zen, but Tang Sai I just didn't see it.

Wuxiang Gong, which can be as famous as the silkworm, white bone, and sunflower, naturally has its own advantages.But where is the strength, Xu Ruyi has not been able to comprehend it so far. After years of comprehension, he has only discovered the effect of meditation. tree.This should be a Buddhist martial art.

White Bone Zen is also a Buddhist martial art, but it continuously releases people's desires.

Buddha is a person in the past. The moment a person becomes a Buddha, he is no longer a person.

Based on this inference, the martial arts of Buddhism may be the real evil skills.

"I don't know how you are now. Is it cold? Is it warm? Is it laughing? Is it crying?" Xu Ruyi closed the book in her hand, put it in the wooden box in front of her, and looked at the door at the end, gradually fascinated : "Tang Sai'er, don't force our family."

. . . . . .

In the chaotic Shura field, a petite figure appeared in the chaos at some point, dressed in a bright red dress, with only indifference in his eyes.His face was horribly pale, and his hair was spread behind him, blowing in the wind.She didn't have any weapons, and with only a pair of jade hands, she danced out shadows, like a female ghost with three heads and six arms, wandering wantonly among the crowd, taking countless lives.

No one is her enemy, in fact she doesn't have any enemies, she is like a red cloud, a gust of wind, she exists naturally, even if she clearly sees this sudden bright red, she still turns a blind eye until the violent The inner energy silently invaded the internal organs. When his consciousness dispersed, he realized that the bright red color was full of murderous intent.

"This...is this the method of annihilating six desires and seven emotions?" Wu Sheng looked at the indifferent killing in shock and murmured.

Sikong Xuan couldn't find any words to describe such a weird scene, he just subconsciously looked at Tang Sai'er beside him with Wusheng.

"No, this is Wuxianggong. It turns out that this is Wuxianggong." Tang Sai'er blinked his eyes, looked at him with indescribable joy, "Those who have no self have no form, and only those who have no form can get the meaning of sentient beings. The luck of my White Lotus Sect has arrived."

"Who?!"

Dangerously dodging the sudden palm from behind, Xuan Cong turned his head angrily, and what caught his eyes was a pair of icy eyes, like a thousand-year-old cold pool in a dark abyss, which was shocking.

"You old Taoist priest seems to have some skills." Zhu lips parted lightly, what Xuan Cong heard was countless voices sounding at the same time, male, female, old and young, like magic voices.If it weren't for Xuan Cong's profound skills, if it weren't for the Taoist mentality to be peaceful, the consequences would be disastrous.

But the strange thing is that Xuan Cong seems to be the only one who heard the magic sound, and the people around him are still continuing their battles. Even the white-clothed disciples who had previously fought against Xuan Cong looked blank, and changed their targets.Under the night sky, Xuan Cong and Ouyang seemed to have entered an independent space, with only each other in their eyes, isolated from everything around them.

"Who are you?" Xuan Cong frowned, the blue lines on his forehead became more profound, and his Taoist robes swayed, showing the sign of his martial arts, ready to attack, as if facing a powerful enemy.

"Me? My name is... I am..." Ouyang lowered his head slightly, Zhao Huayu's face was full of struggle, and then turned into the previous indifference, and said in unison: "Those who stand in my way die! "

The lotus feet were lightly tapped, and the moment the bluestone slab shattered, Ouyang leaned forward like a red cloud, and stretched out his palms, printing on Xuan Cong's chest.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord." Xuan Cong rested on the bend of his elbow, raised his free hand forward, facing Ouyang's left hand, and then four or two thousand catties, pulled by a muddy force, folded Ouyang's hands back and forth .

"boom!"

Xuan Cong's three palms met in one place, and after a moment of stalemate, a dozen bluestones under his feet exploded and shot.The moment the smoke and dust rose, the entire Guangmingding seemed to have settled down.

Pairs of red eyes looked around blankly, and finally locked on the center of the smoke.

"artillery?"

"Explosives?"

Everyone had not come back to their senses yet, they could only hear the sound of breaking wind one after another, red clouds floating up and down, and the continuous explosions made people feel numb.

"Four taels of jin? Tai Chi?" A female voice said softly with a mocking smile: "Old Taoist priest, are you enough for [-] taels? Or, do you think I only have a thousand jin strength?"

"Buzz!"

This is the palm wind, a voice familiar to people in the Jianghu, blowing away the diffuse smoke and dust.

The old man in Taoist robe flew upside down, and then landed heavily on the ground. The girl in red slowly closed her palms, and casually brushed her messy hair away.

"Hehehehe." Covering his lips slightly, his laughter was full of evil charm and madness: "Old Taoist priest, I said you can't stop me and you have to show off. Don't do this again in the future?"

In the square, there was a sudden silence.

They recognized the old man in Taoist robes as Xuan Cong, head of Wudang, they didn't recognize the girl in red, but they could only look up to the person who could seriously injure Xuan Cong and leave him unscathed.

Yue Songting put down Xuan Cong's wrist, shook his head slightly, and stood up: "Who are you! What is your relationship with the White Lotus Sect!"

"When the sun rises in the east, I am the only one who is undefeated." On the stone steps, under the plaque in the Mingwang Hall, Tang Saier pointed at Ouyang and said loudly: "Today, the Sun and Moon God Sect is established at Guangmingding. Thank you to all the comrades in the world for coming to congratulate me. Now, I would like to solemnly introduce to you, the first generation leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Undefeated!"

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