The Supreme Being

The mountain breeze was blowing and the forest was dyed with gold. Meng Qi looked at the five monks beside him: dragon, elephant, tiger, leopard and peng. He raised his eyebrows slightly and turned around and said, "Your Highness, what if I don't want to gamble?"

His posture was leisurely, as if he was talking about something trivial.

Before Zhao Qian could speak, the eunuch next to him sneered: "Faced with similar challenges, being timid and not daring to respond is really a shameless reputation for being 'crazy', just to make the world laugh, and spread the word in the future. The nickname is not 'Crazy Sword', but 'Rat Sword', as timid as a rat, with a long sword like rust, afraid of challenges, and weak-willed!"

He was irritating Meng Qi.

Old God Meng Qi is here. Although he shows his holiness in front of his lover and likes to use popular nicknames, he has long been used to it after being repeatedly "blowd". What does this little excitement mean?

With a smile on his face, he said calmly: "I have a bad temper. Whether I fight or not depends on my mood. I am not affected by outsiders or criticism. If I want to fight, no one can stop me. No matter how strong your opponent is, you can't scare me. If I don't want to, let your tongue bloom like a lotus flower and let the world slander me, I will be like the breeze blowing on my face and the bright moon shining on the river."

He has changed his self-identity, no longer uses modest words, and calls himself "I" honestly and unceremoniously.

Regarding Meng Qi's attitude, Jiang Zhiwei nodded in agreement. This is the heart of a warrior.

"It seems that being 'crazy' is not crazy." Zhao Qian sighed, "A single promise from Gu is the dream of countless people in the world, and it is enough to change many things."

Excitement does not lead to inducement.

Meng Qi laughed: "Su has lived for so many years without His Highness the Crown Prince's promise. Isn't it good? Isn't he sixth on the list of people and famous all over the world? Do you want it or not? Is there anything worth worrying about?"

"Su is just eighteen years old and has already ranked in the top ten of the list. As time goes by, perhaps the Dharmakaya will have hope. My promise may not be worse than yours, His Royal Highness!"

He was so confident and heroic that Zhao Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the eunuch's expression changed drastically. He was full of ruthlessness, and he even compared himself to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

Is there any hope for Dharmakaya? Huh, how many generations can it take for someone in the top ten to produce a Dharmakaya?

The surrounding guards also changed their colors. They had never thought that Su Meng was so arrogant and unrestrained.

"The madness of the 'Crazy Sword' is worthy of its name." Jiang Zhi smiled and chanted the secret message, then teased Meng Qi about what Prince Zhao Qian just said.

Of course, if you practice eighty-nine, possess the Golden Medal of Yuanshi, the first form of the Tathagata Divine Palm, and the first form of the Divine Xiao Jiujiu, if you don’t even have this little bit of self-confidence, why are you still in the world? Meng Qi looked at Zhao Qian calmly.

Zhao Qian put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Everyone talks about gold, but don't disturb his heart. Su Shaoxia does have Buddha nature, but he is alone. Since you don't want to gamble, then don't gamble."

"Prince Duomeng makes it possible." Meng Qi said with a smile and cupped his hands, then his face became solemn and he said loudly:

"Five masters, Su wants to challenge!"

ah? This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectations. Even the Huayan Divine Monk was slightly stunned. His smiling expression was frozen, apparently unable to grasp Meng Qi's thoughts.

Only Jiang Zhiwei pursed her lips and smiled. In this aspect, the young monk's temperament was quite similar to her own.

"Su Meng! Don't you want to bet?" The eunuch took a step forward, angrily speaking. His voice was high-pitched, like scratching the door panel with his nails. It sounded on Meng Qi, bringing out a feeling of irritability and numbness. At the same time, the silk The soft and cold air came out of nothingness like a sword or a needle, making Meng Qi couldn't help but shudder.

Meng Qi's smile remained unchanged and he was as calm as ever: "I won't gamble, but it doesn't mean I won't fight."

"Su would not be happy if he was bound by the bet and urged to fight, so he would not do it."

"But if the bet is gone, Su will feel better physically and mentally, and he will try his best with his sword. His Highness the Crown Prince said that the five masters working together are no worse than any of the top ten masters. Su is so happy to see the hunter that he is eager to try!"

The sound was not loud, but it was deafening. I don’t know how many guards had the same thought: This is a warrior who seeks the Tao!

"This is exactly the reason." Jiang Zhiwei whispered.

Zhao Qian was silent for a moment, and then smiled again: "Whether or not you accept the challenge is a matter for the five masters, and they cannot be dealt with alone."

The eunuch sent a message into the secret and said to the five monks: Dragon, Elephant, Tiger, Leopard and Peng: "Hit our family! Teach him a lesson!"

How dare you tease His Highness the Crown Prince and our family like this, I'm so tired of living!

Master Long clasped his hands together and said in a hoarse voice: "Since Almsgiver Su is challenging us, how can we, the poor monks and brothers, not respond?"

"Okay!" Meng Qi turned around, pressed the knife and walked towards the open space outside the pavilion.

He was full of momentum, strong and strong, and with every step he took, he felt like he was growing an inch taller. By the end, he seemed to be a giant connected to the sky and the earth.

Jiang Zhiwei's beautiful eyes lit up. It seemed that the young monk had not only completed the "Five Thunder Strikes from Heaven", but also had a preliminary understanding. Coupled with the effect of "Yi Jin Jing", he had already achieved several generations of heavenly movements in his movements. The feeling of punishment and dominance in the world.

The dragon, elephant, tiger, leopard, and roc then came out, slightly forming a half arc, and the positions they stood together looked like a long undulating snake.

"Amitabha." The five monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison.

This Buddha's name seems to have opened a "secret door". The momentum of the five monks, dragon, elephant, tiger, leopard and peng, changes accordingly. They are entangled and connected with each other. The surroundings are filled with purity and Zen, and there seems to be breath and harmony in the dark. An exchange of vitality.

With this entanglement and exchange, Meng Qi felt that their true energy was rising steadily, and soon broke through the limit of awakening, and changed, as if empty, and integrated with the surrounding environment. If he closed his eyes, it seemed that There are no such five people.

Moreover, their true energy and breath are strangely connected, flowing in the void between the five bodies and each other, regardless of weakness, everyone has it, and it is not similar to other joint secret techniques.

It was as if they had turned into one person, divided into head and limbs. One person was heaven and man, and all five of them were one!

It cannot be said that Meng Qi's head has achieved the unity of heaven and man, but his hands have not yet achieved it!

It was indeed unusual... Meng Qi's eyes were half open and half closed, and he held the handle of the knife with his right hand.

He had a good reputation. The Battle of Shanshen Temple shocked the world. Everyone knew that he was good at group fighting. Zhao Qian could not be unaware. Since he still used five people to join forces to deal with him, he must have someone to rely on. Now that he saw it, it was true!

"Amitabha." The five monks chanted the Buddha's name again.

There are almost signs of being transformed into a pure place outside the mountain pavilion. Even the soil on the ground seems to have no sense of filth. Fighting, anger and fighting spirit melt in the heart, making people not want to lift the knife or take action.

What a powerful Zen skill. Meng Qi gathered his mind and resisted the pure intention with the intention of breaking the precepts. He exerted force with his right hand and unsheathed the long sword.

A touch of silvery white shone in the human eye. As the "Heaven's Wound" was pulled out and the lightning jumped, Meng Qi seemed to be a little taller. He stepped on the electric snake and slashed out with a knife!

The sword was as heavy as a mountain, and it was so heavy that there was a thunderous sound in the air. Before it even reached the body, one could feel the energy and blood in the chest and abdomen churning, making it difficult to breathe.

Master Tiger, who was the first to do so, held the rosary in one hand and slapped it into a palm with the other.

Most of the momentum between them suddenly gathered on Master Tiger, turning his palms into dark gold, and his palms were so strong that they could open gold and stone.

boom!

As he struck the side of the knife with his palm, Meng Qi felt the power was unstoppable. He seemed to have returned to the Six Gates School in Yingcheng. He had become Yan Chong, and the five monks were Bai Qigu!

He did not resist forcefully, and after blocking most of the heavy thunder force, he used the force to turn and attack Master Xiang. His body suddenly accelerated, and so did the knife in his hand, like a flash of lightning in winter.

But the transfer of the five monks' aura was faster than Meng Qi's imagination. It was like the transfer of true energy in his own body, without any hindrance, until the energy arrived.

Although Meng Qi's sword is fast, Master Xiang's palm is also not slow. He lowers his eyebrows and lowers his eyes, and strikes out a palm at the right time. It fully displays the power of Vajra and makes people unable to avoid its sharp edge!

At the same time, the four monks who shared the remaining aura slapped Meng Qi with their palms from different angles, blocking the dodge angle, giving people the feeling of being unable to escape. It seemed that they could only put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!

Meng Qi drew his long sword, turning it into a pull, and his body was spinning around, half using force and half using force. The sword flashed and he slashed out from the five palms like a ghost.

"It turns out that there is such a way to use force and unload force. No wonder we are not afraid of group battles." Zhao Qian sighed with emotion.

The eunuch sneered and said: "I was forced to use the secret method from the beginning. We want to see how he can transform it and borrow it when the five divine monks are prepared!"

Meng Qi's body movements unfolded, either illusory or real, fast or cunning, and did not give the five monks a chance to encircle them. The swords flashed in succession, and each person was struck with a sword, either fiercely, surgingly, quickly or slowly. It seems virtual and real.

However, the auras of the five monks are flowing, and everyone who blocks the sword has the strength of heaven and man. An ordinary Vajra Palm can dissolve Meng Qi's sword, which may contain many changes, or the power of his true energy has reached its peak. , not giving him the chance to use his killer move on location, not giving him the possibility to break out of the siege from beside him!

They fought steadily and moved forward slowly. After five moves, the range within which Meng Qi could dodge and move quickly shrank. If he made another five moves, he would probably be forced to fight head-on, one against five.

"Amitabha." Master Long proclaimed the Buddha's name, turned his palms into claws, and swished his fingers as if he wanted to catch a dragon.

At the same time, the four monks, Tiger, Leopard, Elephant and Peng, cooperated to attack. Some of them contained the power of Vajra in their palms, breaking rocks and cracking the ground.

For the first time since the fight, they took the initiative to attack, covering Meng Qi from five directions, as if trying to catch a turtle in an urn.

Their auras flowed, and the power of their fingers, fists, and claws kept changing, making it unclear who was the master and who was the auxiliary!

Meng Qi took a deep breath and suddenly raised his body. When the five powerful forces attacked together, he was in mid-air and had no place to exert force. He folded his body and suddenly turned around, causing the five monks to jump into the air!

Seizing the opportunity, he struck down in the air and slashed Master Bao directly with his long sword.

The light of the sword is empty and turns into red dust, disturbing the Zen mind and cutting off the purity!

"As expected of a disciple of Qi Jueshou." The Huayan Divine Monk observed the changes just now and smiled with understanding.

Zhao Qian stood with his hands behind his back, the smile on his face unchanged, as if he felt that such a change was not enough to defeat the five masters of Dragon, Elephant, Tiger, Leopard and Peng.