Chapter 238

Naturally, Zen Master Guya would not tell Xie Que.

It's because you were coerced and lured by your elders, and the Red Dragon Dharma King was a figure from who knows how many years ago.

Moreover, he acts without any scruples, and the word "go as he pleases" can accurately describe the rules of conduct of the Red Dragon Dharma King.

Zen Master Gu Ya ignored the confusion in Xie Que's eyes and asked cheerfully: "There are five fists and thirteen palms in the martial arts part of Tianlong Zen. How did you master it?"

Xie Que threw this doubt to the back of his mind and knew that the Dharma King was behind him.

Otherwise, how could he allow such a world-famous person to personally teach him a magical power?

He pondered and said, "I think... I've already mastered everything."

Neither Zen master was surprised.

After all, after reaching the realm of Yang Shen Zhenjun, they have precise control over the body with their countless thoughts.

In just one moment, you can achieve complete control over your body.

This martial arts move couldn't be simpler for them.

Regardless of the movement of qi and blood in the meridians, or anything else, it can be realized in an instant by controlling thoughts.

Although Xie Que failed to achieve Yang Shen, in the opinion of the two Zen masters, being able to master all directions is considered normal.

After all, Xie Que entered Taoism through martial arts, and his theoretical attainments in martial arts were not considered low.

Zen Master Guya slowly raised his hand and placed it on Xie Que's hand: "Execute it on the poor monk and see."

Xie Que looked around at the scripture collection bookshelves and couldn't help but hesitate: "Master, this..."

A bell rang, and suddenly a huge golden bell appeared above the two of them, covering it heavily from the sky.

The thick golden bell was about to condense into a solid body, giving Xie Que an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

And this is just a barrier laid out by Zen Master Guya.

"This... don't worry." Zen Master Guya said with a smile.

Xie Tiao nodded and took a deep breath.

He had already seen many techniques in the Sutra Pavilion regarding horizontal training of external defense, and he naturally knew that the technique performed by Zen Master Gu Ya was very similar to the martial arts Golden Bell Shield.

But the Golden Bell Cover is just a meager horizontal training method formed by condensing Qi and blood.

Compared with such a huge and powerful one, the huge golden bell that can accommodate almost a hundred people standing in it is still far away.

Xie Que bowed slightly: "Master, I'm offended."

His palm seemed to become crystal clear for a moment, and the golden blood continuously flowing in his veins attracted the attention of the two Zen masters.

The acupuncture points that occasionally emitted a few rays of light could not be ignored from the eyes of Zen Master Gu Ya.

"Senior Brother... I may have been careless." Zen Master Ji Zhen waved his hand, and the golden bell couldn't help but strengthen a little more.

Xie Que's expression was indifferent, and the strong energy in his body began to connect the three acupoints.

"The first palm, the big lion roars!"

Xie Que waved a palm in the air, and for an instant the air in front of him seemed to freeze.

The next moment, fierce energy and blood spread around Xie Que's body, and the air was compressed to the extreme and began to howl wildly.

The air waves like a lion let out a lion's roar, and even a Taoist practitioner would have his eardrums shattered by this move in an instant.

The dragon's roar lasted for a long time and became even more harsh and exciting as the air flow swirled around it.

Zen Master Guya's expression remained unchanged, and he just chanted Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, which actually calmed down the uproar caused by Xie Que in a moment.

"Not bad, second move!"

He was actually calm, but his heart had already started to fluctuate.

Is this still the martial arts that I am familiar with? A normal grandmaster would be fine if he let out a lion's roar, but why is this guy's lion's roar getting louder and louder?

Zen Master Ji Zhen, who was watching the show outside, had the same thought. He had taught his disciples about Tianlong Zen Singing for thousands of years. Although each had their own practice, he had never seen anything like this.

This day really subverted what he had seen.

"The second palm, sacrifice your life to spread the Dharma!"

Xie Que opened his palms together, and the golden energy and blood began to swim in Xie Que's body like a torrent.

In an instant, he thrust his hands forward, causing the airflow to overturn and fluctuate.

He is like an eminent monk who is not afraid of life and death and puts himself beyond anything else.

With one palm wave, it affects all sentient beings!

The next moment, there was lightning and wind and clouds rising, a sound of thunder shook the world, and endless chanting of Buddhist seals seemed to come from Xie Que's palm.

The listener immediately thought of compassion and couldn't help but want to convert to Buddhism.

"What is it?" Zen Master Gu Ya was stunned. Isn't this the sound of salvation?

He suddenly thought that Xie Que had followed the same path as Junior Brother Juefa, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

It is really ingenious to think of using Qi and blood to connect with the Yinshen and change this martial arts like this.

"Seven, seven, eight, eight..." Zen Master Guya thought in his mind, this kid is really humble.

This is not 7788. It is almost the same as the original martial arts that has been changed to 7788!

But he was able to find a trace of the original martial arts in it.

He waved his hand and dispersed Xie Que's condensed voice.

"continue……"

"The third palm, Mahanabo!"

"The eighth palm, drink light and see darkness!"

"The ninth palm, Ananda falls into the devil!"

"The eleventh palm, the future is lifeless!"

"The twelfth palm, Buddha's Sun Disk!"

"The Thirteenth Palm, Amitabha!"

Looking at Xie Que, there seemed to be tens of thousands of Buddhas paying homage to him, and countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were chanting behind him.

Zen Master Guya felt a little numb.

Is this still a common martial arts?

He felt that there was no need to watch the remaining five punches.

Although the five fists are said to be more powerful, they are nothing more than taking their own intentions from the five great kings and mixing them into the fists.

It's just pure destruction, without the purity of thoughts of the Thirteen Palms.

The advantage of Tianlong Chan Chan's martial arts is that it is versatile. No matter which great Buddhist god he worships, he can almost use one move or two.

Relatively speaking, the one who has a deeper understanding of the teachings of a Buddha will have greater power in the corresponding techniques.

But Xie Que was different. Each move he made was bigger than the last.

Especially the twelfth palm, which sees the future.

It actually made him feel as if he were in front of the Buddha, and saw a bit of the Maitreya Buddha.

But he just felt normal.

After all, they are the descendants of the Reincarnation Path, and Maitreya will be their highest god in the future.

And Xie Que only felt satisfied. Many of the martial arts principles in Tianlong Chan Chan were integrated into Buddhism to a great extent.

It finally had some effect on my hard work day and night in the Buddha Palace.

Zen Master Gu Ya dispersed all the illusions with one palm, and some of them didn't know how to speak.

For a moment, the silent air began to spread in the Sutra Pavilion.

"I..." Xie Que wanted to speak, but he didn't expect Zen Master Guya to open his mouth at the same time.

"you……"

Xie Que decided to give in to the elder: "Master, you speak first."

Zen Master Gu Ya nodded, and his cynical face became more serious.

"You seem to have a little too much energy and blood..."

Xie Tong nodded and said bluntly: "I eat a thousand kilograms of Hengsha rice every day."

One thousand pounds...

The two Zen masters couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Three taels of sand rice for each meal was mixed into the large vat where they cooked.

He can create hundreds of martial arts masters within twenty years, and they are the kind with abundant energy and blood, and martial arts and body are integrated into one.

But this person in front of me...

One thousand pounds a day? !