The vitality of Yin-Yang and Five Elements in the Seven Injuries Boxing greatly inspired Zhang Ping’s understanding of longevity tactic.
At this time, Zhang Ping went all the way to Wudang Mountain, and powerful thieves and gangsters in Jiang Yang fell down. Blood mildew was sucked dry by Zhang Ping one by one to the evil emperor relic.
It was already three months after Zhang Ping reached the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Zhang Ping, who arrived at Wudang Mountain, did not go directly to the mountain, but took advantage of the out-of-body experience of the night to observe the valley cliffs around Wudang Mountain for a circle. Finally, Zhang Ping, a remote and hidden Koyanaka, found a monk embedded in a huge boulder.
At this time, Zhang Ping ran to the valley quickly after he lost his mind. When Zhang Ping was less than thirty feet away from the big monk, he suddenly heard the big monk say, "It’s good that there are living people who have come to this valley and have been tired of eating these fruits and leaves for a long time. Today, they can finally have a rare sumptuous meal for a change."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Ping’s figure appeared in front of the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk. At this time, Zhang Ping looked at the other side with a sneer and said, "Just because you are a defeated Zhang Sanfeng, you also want to be more careful!"
Hearing Zhang Sanfeng’s three words, the state of the whole person suddenly became extremely excited
Then the vines in the giant boulder trapped by the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk’s body kept calling towards Zhang Ping like braids.
However, Zhang Ping jumped to the square cliff of the Pyrotechnic Buddhist monk at this time, and then Zhang Ping said to the mad Pyrotechnic Buddhist monk, "Although you are the best in the world, you still want to deal with me now because you can’t even get out of this valley?" But I’m curious why you don’t liberate yourself from this boulder? "
At this time, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk roared: "I bah you, don’t I want to come out?" On that day, I was defeated by Zhang Sanfeng’s trickery and jumped off the cliff, which happened to fall on this boulder. At that time, my whole body was embedded in it. If it weren’t for the mystery of Jiuyang’s magical power, I was afraid that I would die on the spot, but when I woke up, my skin was already connected with this boulder after being scraped. "
At this time, Zhang Ping finally determined that this pyrotechnic Buddhist monk’s martial arts talent and opportunity are amazing, but his brain is obviously lacking in more than one track-minded.
So Zhang Ping’s eyes turned around and said, "I won’t say much about it. I’ll help you leave this valley if you hand over the magic of Jiuyang."
At this time, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk laughed at the sky and said, "It turned out to be a little boy who coveted my magical powers. Can you really beat me by mastering a few lame lightness skills yourself?" I’ll tell you how could Zhang Sanfeng have been my magical opponent if he hadn’t been that fat old cheat? "
At this time, Zhang Ping shook his head and said, "If you don’t see the coffin, don’t cry. In that case, let’s see the real chapter at the end of your hand!"
At this time, Zhang Ping’s long sleeves suddenly slipped out of a row with more than a dozen copper coins, and then Zhang Ping turned his wrist and those copper coins cried with a roar and buzz and shot at the fireman’s Buddhist monk.
At this time, the copper coins were not close to the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk, and they were intercepted by the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk as if tight encirclement’s vine whip shadow had given out a burst.
But at this time, Zhang Ping has fallen back to the ground, and then the spiral nine-shadow posture is displayed to detain the nine ghosting images from all sides and rush toward the fireman’s Buddhist monk.
At this time, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk will urge the whole person to detain and go back quickly with the boulder. In the smoke composed of flying stones, dust, dead branches and fallen leaves, Zhang Ping suddenly jumped out strangely.
At this time, I saw that Zhang Ping came towards my face, and the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk suddenly gave a roar like a Shaolin lion’s roar, accompanied by the waves, and a number of huge stones surged in the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk’s force and rushed towards Zhang Ping.
At this time, Zhang Ping’s figure in front of the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk gave a strange smile when he came into contact with the first boulder shot by the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk, and then disappeared into the air like a bubble.
While the mind to detain a shock pyrotechnics Buddhist monk suddenly felt a strange feeling attack to my heart at this time as if I had not slept for many days, the whole person seemed to fall asleep for a moment.
Just when the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk couldn’t help blinking, he suddenly felt a strong wind hitting the fire. The pyrotechnic Buddhist monk could urge the boulder to turn and try to avoid the attack.
However, when the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk turned around, he suddenly found a smiling face appearing in front of him.
Then milli defense ability pyrotechnics Buddhist monk chest cried by Zhang Ping a palm hit the whole people and then fainted to be continued.
Chapter three hundred and eleven Buddhist monk died
When the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk regained consciousness again, he suddenly felt that he had appeared in a familiar room. At this time, he had got rid of his trance and had been trapped for many years. The boulder once again regained his ability to move freely. The pyrotechnic Buddhist monk jumped and jumped with excitement.
However, at this time, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk suddenly discovered one thing, that is, his magical power of the nine yang in the sky and the sky actually disappeared, and his theory was that there was no half component in the running body.
Just then, a very important person in the life of the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk suddenly appeared and saw that this person was a monk with a big waist and a gray suit to supervise the incense kitchen.
The monk’s face was fierce and he was very irritable. Seeing that the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk didn’t say anything about boxing, he hit him with martial arts and showed his self-respect.
At this time, although the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk’s martial arts experience is far better than the other party’s, when one party touches the other party, he cried and felt a copious effort to beat the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk to vomit blood three times in succession, but the bitterness in his heart was even stronger.
After Shi Shiran, the fat monk in gray, left, the resentment in the heart of the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk and his desire to get back at each other became stronger and stronger.
However, the theory of pyrotechnic Buddhism, such as practicing Jiuyang magic, has no reaction in his own abdomen.
Just as the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk was constantly worried and resentful, a sense suddenly came to his mind for no reason: "Re-reading the secret book of Jiuyang magical power may help you find out why you can’t practice Jiuyang magical power."
This consciousness comes and goes quickly, and it has always been careless. The fireman, Buddhist monk, thought it was a flash of his mind, so he was so happy that Buddhist monk cried and ran to his room to make a bed according to his memory. A brick was laid in a dark box and a familiar thread was taken out.
Turning over the pages marked with four big characters, I have already remembered the magic of Jiuyang in my heart. The pyrotechnic Buddhist monk found that there was no difference between the magic of Jiuyang in his hand and the magic of Jiuyang in his memory.
Just as the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk wondered, a sense of dizziness suddenly came to him, and then the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk felt that everything around him suddenly broke into pieces.
A breeze blew through the coolness, and the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk just wanted to wave his hand, but suddenly he found himself bound by huge stones again. At this time, Zhang Ping sat cross-legged and looked like he had just received work.
As soon as Fang Yi regained consciousness, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk shouted at Zhang Ping, "What have you done to me?"
Zhang Ping stood up and said with a smile, "The magic method is wrong. I told you that the name of such kung fu is Daoxin planting magic * *, but I still want to thank you for the extraordinary magic of Jiuyang."
At this time, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk suddenly got excited and wanted to urge the power to attack Zhang Ping, but suddenly he found that he was really powerless and shouted, "What have you done to me?"
Zhang Ping shook his head and said, "Since you can get used to cannibalism, what’s so exciting about losing martial arts and dying?"
At this time, the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk finally reacted that something was wrong. He just wanted to talk, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Then he slowly looked down and saw that three copper coins had been printed on his chest.
All three copper coins are not deep into the meat, but the attached gas strength of the copper coins makes the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk feel that his insides have been ground to pieces at this time.
At this time, Zhang Ping said faintly to the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk, "I think you can become a master of martial arts. What parting words do you have? I can engrave them on the tablet."
At this time, a line of thick blood spilled from the mouth of the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk, and then he said lightly, "I didn’t expect that the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk died so cowardly today. What face do I have to face future generations? Just write the name Buddhist monk …"
After saying his word, the fireman’s Buddhist monk suddenly got round eyes and spit out a big mouthful of blood. Then his eyes flashed off and replaced them with gloom.
At this time, Zhang Ping said to the body of the fireman, "The scenery here is beautiful and the climate is pleasant. It is worthwhile for you to die here."
Say Zhang Ping suddenly slapped the boulder behind the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk, and then the boulder cried after Zhang Ping’s palm flew out three feet and fell far behind a natural pit, and then Zhang Pingyue jumped to the boulder face behind the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk and slapped it to detain it. Roll it up.
The body of the pyrotechnic Buddhist monk just fell into the pit at this time, and Zhang Ping then jumped back and gently fell back to the ground.
At this time, Zhang Ping looked at the boulder in front of him and found a fairly smooth and flat place to display his posture and Shaolin vigorously left the diamond finger on the surface: five characters of Buddhist monk.
Whether Yu Yu is a word, two words or many words, or whether there are no more words in the root, is not something that Zhang Ping thinks about himself.
Zhang Ping took out the evil emperor relic again at this time, but seeing that the original crystal yellow evil emperor relic has become as red as fire at this time, thick heat waves are constantly emitted from the evil emperor relic to all sides, and if Zhang Ping is not afraid to detain, he will be burned by it.
Even the snake in the bamboo cage behind Zhang Ping felt that the evil emperor sarira gave off amazing heat. It was obviously restless to keep swallowing snake letters.
Then Zhang Ping suddenly captured the serpent, and then gave a direction to the evil emperor relic. After the serpent rolled out, Jiuyang siddhi cried, and the angry part decomposed by Zhang Ping’s extremely purple gas continued to swim towards the serpent.
Stay the serpent’s body color has turned bright red, the original temperament has been tame, the serpent suddenly broke out in a grumpy breath, and then the serpent fiercely bit Zhang Ping.
However, Zhang Ping is a delicate one at this time, so he cried and threw the serpent into the distance. Then Zhang Pingshen suddenly released a sharp ShaQi, and the serpent was shocked by Zhang PingshaQi and cried and turned towards the depths of the valley.
And Zhang Ping is smiling at the serpent at this time because he wants to have a look at this kind of heart magic * * combined with the serpent’s qi and blood foundation, how many benefits can he bring to himself to be continued.
Chapter three hundred and twelve That a palm fell from the sky
Zhang Sanfeng is sitting cross-legged in a seemingly inconspicuous wing in the central courtyard behind Wudang Mountain Hall.
In the clean and concise wing, there is only one shop group, one incense table and one piece of wood collapsed, while the original meditation was closed. At this time, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Friends outside are windy, so come in."
As the wooden door wind automatically leisurely hit Zhang Ping figure suddenly appeared in the wing.
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng watched Zhang Ping suddenly grow up and looked at Zhang Ping, then said, "It’s amazing that you haven’t seen a kung fu for a year and you’ve been diligent in this realm. Even the old Taoist priest can’t see your depth."
Zhang Ping said with a smile at this time: "Zhang Zhenren is joking. Zhang Zhenren can’t see clearly in this kung fu because he is practicing this kung fu and pays special attention to spiritual changes. Therefore, Zhang Zhenren can’t see the depth of his skill even though he is at home."
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, the old Taoist priest was very grateful for saving the life of the little apprentice that day."
At this time, Zhang Ping shook his head and said, "I am grateful to Zhang Zhenren for tit for tat."
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng asked strangely, "What can I thank for being an old Taoist?"
Zhang Ping smiled and said, "naturally, I thank Zhang Zhenren. Wouldn’t it be great if you and I didn’t do it?"
Zhang Sanfeng said at this time: "In this case, did Zhang Daochang come to see the old Taoist?"
Zhang Ping responded with a smile: "He just wants to find a real person to prove what kind of strength he has in the first day!"