The skill is broken, I am stronger

After taking out the relic, Master Yixin's body began to decay in an instant. After one breath, it had turned into fly ash, not even bones left.

Thinking about Master Yixin's appearance when he sat down, he suddenly pointed at the Buddha statue that Master Yixin worshiped, and immediately pushed it hard without being greedy for understanding.

The Buddha statue moved away, revealing a hole, and in the hole, there was a box.

"Master Zen, it's He's Bi, Master Yixin put He's Bi here." Bu Tan shouted loudly.

He's Bi is not lost, hope is still there!

Liaokong nodded slightly, but he was also a little puzzled, why did Master Yixin condense his energy and energy into a relic, and did he want to give it to him?

He is also the peak of heaven and man, and his strength is similar to that of Master Yixin.

Refining Master Yixin's relic, the strength will definitely increase a lot, maybe it can be promoted to the realm of martial arts mythology, so it can deal with Lin Lang, right?

If not, then he still has He's Bi, in order to get rid of Lin Lang, the big devil, he absorbed the energy from He's Bi, presumably the Buddha would not blame him.

I just don't know how much energy is left in Ning Daoqi after absorbing it.

When he was sitting empty-legged on the ground and refining the relics, Lin Lang also came to the foot of the mountain and looked at the small temple on the mountain.

"Well, I finally arrived. I hope I'm not late."

Chapter 372 I like the hard-to-learn and easy-to-break martial arts

Along the way, Lin Lang ran fast, ruined several thousand-mile horses, and used his lightness kung fu to rush on the road. In less than two days, he came from Daming to Dasong, and found this small temple on a remote mountain.

With a light touch on the foot, the whole person is like catkins blown by the wind, floating towards the temple in the middle of the mountain.

In front of the temple gate, Lin Lang smiled: "It seems that I'm really not late, everything and people are here."

He had already felt the breath inside, and stretched out his hand to push open the ancient temple door.

"Who is outside!" With a sharp shout, a very strong monk appeared in front of the door.

Lin Lang looked at the other party: "Tsk tsk, there is such a smooth monk in this small temple on the barren mountain. Your food is usually good."

Not greedy and furious: "Who are you, outsiders are not welcome here, leave immediately."

Lin Lang took a step forward: "Are you in charge here? I'm an outsider, so are you an insider? Even a monk, you know what an insider is?"

"Forget it, what does a junior know, get out of the way and let your parents come out and talk."

Bu Tan looked at Lin Lang in shock, this young man actually called him a junior?

He is in Jingnian Zen, and his seniority is only lower than Master Yixin and Zen Master. Whose disciple is this young man, and he speaks so loudly?

"Amitabha, the poor monk made it very clear that outsiders are not welcome here, please leave, otherwise the poor monk will ask you to leave."

Saying that, Bu Tan released the tyrannical aura on his body and pressed towards Lin Lang.

In his eyes, Lin Lang was just an ordinary person, without the slightest aura of martial arts on him, he was probably some rich man who came to the temple to offer incense.

Normally, if there are pilgrims entering the temple, Bu Tan will definitely greet them with a smile, but at this time, the Zen master is refining Master Yixin's relics inside, so he must not be disturbed.

He thought that Lin Lang would flee down the mountain with a face full of fear, but he didn't expect Lin Lang to step over the threshold and walk in as if he didn't feel his breath at all.

"The disciples of the Tangtang Jingnian Temple, now they are huddled in such a place, don't you feel panicked?"

Bu Tan was taken aback: "Who the hell are you?!"

He even revealed his identity in a single word. Is this person a master of the rivers and lakes?

But their four great Dharma Guardian King Kongs seldom move around in the rivers and lakes, and they don't know who the person in front of them is.

"It doesn't matter who you are, it's a sin to come in."

Bu Tan grabbed Lin Lang's shoulder, ready to capture Lin Lang first, and hand it over to Zen Master later.

But seeing Lin Lang's shoulders tremble slightly, he actually felt a strong counter-shock force, which directly shook his palm away.

This is impossible!

This person broke his move without even moving his hands. How could he be so strong in the world?

Bu Tan Teng Teng Teng Teng stepped back three steps, leaving three one-inch-deep footprints on the ground.

"Junior Brother, help."

Three monks rushed out from the hall and surrounded Lin Lang.

"Amitabha, where the benefactor came from, go back there, this is not the place where the benefactor should come." Bu'an clasped his hands together and exhorted.

Lin Lang looked disdainful: "First of all, I am not a benefactor, because I never give anything to you monks. I have hands and feet, and my body is far stronger than ordinary farmers, but I do some begging things, and I can't get enough to eat. The people who give you money and feed you for free, is this the teaching of Buddhism? Even the gang of beggars is inferior."

"Secondly, I come here whenever I want, and leave whenever I want. It's not your turn to tell me what to do. You didn't build this temple, did you?"

"Even if it is, I, Lin Lang, want to come, who can stop me!"

The four of them were taken aback immediately, Lin Lang?The person in front of him is Lin Lang? !

Because of Lin Lang, Cihang Jingzhai was gone, Ning Daoqi died, and all the disciples of their Jingnian Zen were forced to leave.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang would be able to chase here. They were traveling at night, and they had never been to any city, and they were all covered with loose robes. How could they still be discovered?

Lin Lang's name at this time was heard in their ears like a peerless demon, and the four of them were extremely nervous.

But even so, they didn't take a step back. Instead, they were all ready to make a move to stop Lin Lang.

"You four want to stop me? Do you think you are stronger than Ning Daoqi?"

"Although the four of you are already great masters, you are just imitating the paths of your predecessors. If you can't find out these things, you will be like this for the rest of your life."

"You are not my apprentice's opponent, where do you have the courage to stop me?!"

In the last sentence, Lin Lang roared out with the secret method of Tianmoyin, releasing a violent breath from his body, which made the four of them immediately lose the courage to resist.

They all felt that it seemed useless to resist. Even if the four of them were twice as strong, they were no match for Ning Daoqi together, let alone compared with Lin Lang who killed Ning Daoqi.

Lin Lang was secretly proud. It seemed that the Heavenly Magic Voice was quite useful, especially when dealing with people who were not as strong as him.

These four are Dharma protectors of the Jingnian Zen sect, who mainly practice martial arts. Their understanding of Buddhism is actually average, and their spirit is far from strong enough.

Although Lin Lang's spirit has not changed, it is far superior to these four people, and it is enough to shock the minds of the four people.

In a word, if the four people's martial arts hearts are broken, let alone break through to the realm of heaven and man, these four people will not even be able to display their strength as a grand master.

In the main hall, Liao Kong is working hard to refine the relic left by Master Yixin.

He also heard Lin Lang's words, and his breath trembled a few times.

But he couldn't go out to stop him. If he didn't thoroughly refine and absorb the essence in the relic, he wouldn't be Lin Lang's opponent at all.

The four guardians of the Dharma seem to be going to see the Buddha today.

Lin Lang continued to walk in, and took a step sideways: "If you want to go in, kill me first."

puff~~

Buchi spat out a mouthful of blood, lay on the ground, twitched twice, and stopped moving.

"It seems like you are so powerful, I kill you, and then?"

"You three, do you still want to stop me?"

The three people who were not greedy forcibly lifted their spirits and stopped in front of the door.

Lin Lang sneered and said, "A person who can't even keep his own heart is worthy of stopping me? Don't be greedy, kill them both, and you will live."

Immediately, the other two looked at Bu Tan in horror. Could it be that Senior Brother Bu Tan has already been bewitched by the demon Lin Lang?

"Hahaha, you don't trust each other, what's the power of joining forces?"

"Just kill yourself, so I don't have to do it."

Lin Lang doesn't even bother to absorb true energy for a martial artist of this grand master level, it's not pure enough at all, and it's too troublesome to refine it.

The eyes of the three monks were all a little empty, and suddenly Bu Tan slapped his own head with a palm, and died out of breath.

The other two suddenly punched each other in the head and fell to the ground dead at the same time.

Lin Lang shook his head slightly, and walked to the gate of the main hall: "Zen Master Liaokong, the King Kong who protected you is dead, how long are you going to hide?"

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in the temple.

Liao Kong turned his back to the Buddha statue, and a ball in his hand suddenly turned into flying ash.

He opened his eyes, and his eyes shone with a frightening light.

But until he got up, he didn't say a word.

Lin Lang looked at Kong, and found that Kong's mouth was tightly shut. He suddenly smiled: "I heard that Master Kong Chan has practiced closed-mouth meditation for 30 years. Take a breath of true energy. I don't know how strong I am now?"

"Everyone in the world says that Cihang Jingzhai is a sacred place of Buddhism in the Sui Dynasty, and your Jingnian Zen is only helping Cihang Jingzhai. I'm afraid those women in Cihang Jingzhai also feel the same way and are complacent."

"But I don't know that they have all been fooled. In order to choose the Lord of Destiny, they neglected martial arts practice and strength is the root cause."

"It has to be said that you have done a good job in Jing Nian Zen. Although your reputation is a little weaker, the benefits are doubled."

There was some sullen look in Liao Kong's eyes, but he still didn't open his mouth to refute, nor did he make a move.

It's just a mere Heavenly Demon Voice, there's nothing you can do about it, don't try to break his heart of martial arts.

He forcibly sucked all the essence in the relic into his body just now, but in fact it has not been completely refined, so he dare not do it at all at this time, otherwise the true energy will run wild, and he may be in danger of becoming mad.

But his true energy has already begun to transform, and it will be completed soon.

Lin Lang gave a thumbs up: "All of you monks are good at calculating. This is the case in the Northern and Southern Shaolin, and it is also the case in the Buddhism of the Sui Dynasty, including the Esoteric School of the Meng and Yuan Dynasties."

"Do you usually read Buddhist scriptures? Isn't it some kind of classic that counts people? Or do you mean that Buddhist scriptures teach how to count people?"

"It can't be that each of you monks is gifted, and you are born to know how to calculate people?"

Lin Lang could also see that no matter what he said, he would not reply back, because once he spoke, the closed phrase would be broken.

This kind of martial arts is best practiced by dumb people.

I just don't know if the mute makes the sound of aba aba, will it also destroy his merits?

Difficult to practice and easy to break, this kind of martial arts is his favorite.

"Lord Liaokong, give me Heshibi, and I can spare your life. With your strength, it is not a problem to rebuild Jingnian Zen, as long as you see people from the Sun Moon God Sect and the Great Sui Sacred Gate walking around Just do it."

"Why, do you think I can't see that you are improving your strength? I am actually waiting for you to improve, because your original strength does not put any pressure on me, it is really boring."

Liao Kong was taken aback. He didn't expect that Lin Lang knew that he was improving his strength, but he didn't intend to stop him at all. What arrogance this is.

But the more it was like this, the more he couldn't calm down, he always felt that this was Lin Lang's scheme.

Once he really put all his attention on refining the essence of the relic, he might not even be able to resist when Lin Lang made a move.

Lin Lang walked in front of Kong: "You shut your mouth, eating and drinking are fine? What if you laugh?"

"Excuse me, do you have itchy flesh?"

Liao Kong's eyebrows trembled wildly, is this Lin Lang really a martial arts myth?Why is her temperament so outrageous?

Such a person actually has such talent in martial arts, God is not fair!

"I heard that besides you, there are five monks in your Sui Buddhist sect. Whose robes on the ground belong to you? Didn't you kill your fellow sect and devour everything from the other party? Do you practice some evil skills? No demon sect will do this now. , you are not even as good as the magic gate."

Liao Kong really wanted to refute, but he held back forcibly. Suddenly, an incomparably domineering aura emerged from him, and he slapped Lin Lang with his palm.

Lin Lang dodged sideways, and slapped it with the same palm: "Has the refining been completed? Let's see how you compare to Ning Daoqi."

There are many similarities between Liaokong's palm technique and Shaolin's palm technique, open and close.

After Lin Lang made a few moves, he realized that Kong's moves were very ordinary.

"Master Liao Kong, you have collected martial arts in the Jingnian Temple, why do you only know how to practice Qi and not how to practice moves?"

"Forget it, count me bullying you with the palm technique, and I'll use the boxing technique to learn your unique skills."

Lin Lang began to perform the Seven Injuries Fist, which was a combination of virtual and real, with many changes.

He discovered the martial arts myth that Kong also transformed and broke through.

It seems that Kong really refined something, so it couldn't be the energy in He's Bi, right?

If so, then damn it!

Lin Lang already regarded He's Bi as his own, so why should this bald donkey move his things?