A "boom" thunder sounded in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple. Shen Yuanjing slammed his strength and slapped the monk with a palm. The other party had made the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art more round and wished, and a wall of energy surged out, catching all his palm power.

Seeing that he could not defeat him, Shen Yuanjing changed many methods, including fists, claws, hard and soft, but he had no choice but to use this magical skill, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Good monk, in just two or three months, you will be innovative in this skill, which is really amazing."

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "I have to thank the donor for his accomplishment. Your three secret books have benefited me a lot." After that, he shook his body and slapped his palms. In an instant, his palm changed from two to four, four to eight, covering the sky.

Shen Yuanjing sighed, "Thousand-handed Tathagata's palm is good for kung fu." His figure shook, and five figures were separated and they killed them together.

All five people used their fingering techniques and quickly poked them to the palm prints, breaking them apart like poking bubbles. After a moment, all their palms disappeared, and the five figures formed one by one.

Shen Yuanjing started his hand and the sweeping monk raised his hand to hold it back. The two of them shook slightly. He grabbed it with his claws, and the other party still used his palms. He heard a squeaking sound, as if the sword tips passed through the iron sheet. It was obviously the indestructible true energy of Vajra, which was applied to the palm.

If you cannot break this shell, no matter how he attacks, it will be difficult to achieve it. It will simply become a competition of skills and endurance, which will go against his original intention.

Shen Yuanjing pointed his hand and showed a little starlight. The old monk raised his palm and greeted him. The two collided several times, and even made a thud sound.

The sweeping monk felt a slight pain in his palm, which was the other party's true energy, which hit the flesh through the protective cover of the Vajra Indestructible Magic.

Shen Yuanjing attacked for a while. Although the old monk's palm was red, he was not feeling well himself. The force of the recoil was so shocked that his fingers were a little numb.

He knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would have deviated from his original intention of coming here, and changed his martial arts from other ways, and showed all the essence of the two major martial arts treasure houses in Gusu these days, whether it was good or not, whether it was suitable or not.

The two of them were inverted the last time. This time, the sweeping monk Bao Yuan Shouyi was only using the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art and Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm to deal with Shen Yuanjing's endless tricks.

The two fought very fiercely, but there was no anger at all. The true energy was extremely restrained, and even the leaves on the trees beside them did not fall off.

After a moment of this, both of them stopped. The old monk clasped his hands together and sighed: "The martial arts that the donor has learned are so extensive, and I really admire them very much."

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "It's nothing but broad but not pure, it's just a messy but not refined."

The sweeping monk was mute. If someone could practice any skill he had shown to the same level as him, it would be enough to travel around the world. This was nothing, and the other people's methods might only be considered as crops.

Shen Yuanjing knew that it would be impossible to break the barrier of the indestructible Vajra by trick alone. With one move, a long cloth strip of things fell into his hand. He unfolded a gorgeous long sword full of gems and said, "Old monk, I'm going to use weapons, do you need to prepare?"

The sweeping monk also reached out and the broom leaning against the big tree flew over and said, "I am used to this thing. I am not intentionally offending you. Please forgive me."

Shen Yuanjing nodded and took the lead in attacking. He took the Five Mountains sword move, like a comet crashing. Each sword carried huge force and attacked wildly. The old monk used the cloak scepter technique, and the tail of the broom swept across, sometimes slashing up, sometimes slashing down, without any trace to find.

The broom was ordinary and trapped with a thin rope. The upper and lower parts were already yellow, and even the thin branches at the bottom had been broken, with a few remaining strands mixed in the middle of the thick stems.

The long sword in Shen Yuanjing's hand and the sword spikes are made of ice silk, the hilts are polished with jade, and the pig woman's dragon skin is tied outside. The sword body is made of meteorite iron from the sky, and it takes a lot of effort to inlaid with various gems, which are full of brilliance.

This simple and gorgeous thing is just like the martial arts they used at this moment.

The cloak scepter technique only sweeps, slaps, scratches, stirs, etc., and the monk sweeping the floor came like a strong wind and rain, without any gap.

Shen Yuanjing's sword is like the roaring Yellow River, with huge waves surging, moving; like the breeze in the forest, gently blowing on his face, gentle and gentle; like the stars at night, living in the sky, cold and lonely; the wild flowers beside the road are elegant and unique, and free style.

The sword light reflected the sunshine and soared into the sky. Those people from the world who had not yet walked away could see colorful lights rushing back and forth between the mountains and the woods.

There were bursts of exclamations among the heroes, and some even shouted: "Is it the immortal who controlled the flying swords to fight remotely on the top of the mountain?" Everyone stared at the sword light intently, hoping to learn something, and it was not until the sword light stopped that they felt lost.

Shen Yuanjing changed his sword skills several times, but he could not beat the other party. He knew that he had reached a certain level, and it was difficult to distinguish between simple and traditional tricks just by relying on the simplicity and traditional tricks.

He also tried to use ruthless tricks several times, but forced himself to hold it back. One was unwilling to hurt the only opponent in the world, and the other was not sure whether the other party had the same means to counterattack. If both sides were injured, that would be a joke.

After fighting for a while, Shen Yuanjing stopped first, put away his sword, and said, "The moves are not good, and the sword is not good. Next, I can only try my internal strength. The old monk will take it."

He slapped his two light palms, and the other party took them over, and his strength surged, as if he had encountered a dam, and was blocked in front of him. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Old monk, you really have you, and you have practiced the indestructible Kung Fu to the unity of the inner and outer world."

The monk sweeping the floor: "The donor's internal strength is also extraordinary. When it gathers, it is as concise as a vajra, and when it disperses, it is as ethereal as a cloud, and it changes in a non-straight manner, making people unable to understand. Huh?" He exclaimed suddenly.

It turned out that Shen Yuanjing changed his technique again, gathered with his left hand, dispersed with his right hand, or gathered with his right hand, dispersed with his left hand, which almost shook the opponent's true qi barrier.

He then changed his relative true energy such as cold and heat, slightness, urgency, movement and stillness. Seeing that the other party's barrier was about to be worn out, he suddenly felt stuffy in his chest and his internal strength swayed. He quickly stopped his work, took a few steps back, and coughed.

After a while, Shen Yuanjing recovered and said, "I have learned this new kung fu, but unfortunately I have never been able to integrate. This time I lost again."

The sweeping monk pondered for a moment and said, "The donor's body seems to have a variety of true qi, yin and yang, which gives people a very unique sense. It seems that there are many different sects of kung fu. Is this the way to form Tai Chi Yin and Yang?"

Shen Yuanjing had never concealed these foundations at all, nodded and said, "The old monk's eyes are perfect. These internal skills are decided by the world. Unfortunately, they are not suitable for me. It is extremely difficult to create a better method and have not been successful for decades."

The monk sweeping the floor clasped his hands together and said, "I don't know much about Taoism, but my merits are pure and pure. For example, my body of Vajra Indestructible True Qi started by practicing the Golden Bell Cover, and from the outside to the inside, emitting internal qi. Later, I learned the Yijin Sutra to strengthen it. Finally, I relied on the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art given by the donor to achieve great success.

Although these three skills are both inside and outside, they are all the same source and flow, so they can be harmonious and unobstructed. The main way of Tai Chi Yin and Yang can be used, or the three things can be taken from Taoist magical skills. If they are from the same school, it would be even better."

Shen Yuanjing's heart moved, closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before laughing: "I understand, thank you, old monk. This trip is really worth it, it's considered to have found a way out."

He called out a package, took out a book and threw it over, and said, "This is "Nine Yang Divine Arts". Old monk, let's decide the next time." After that, he flashed, entered the forest, and disappeared.
Chapter completed!