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The more ruthless they were when they attacked, the more pain they felt now, since the force of the Golden Bell Shield's rebound was equal to the force of their previous attacks.
"Amitabha, what a fine Shaolin Golden Bell Cover!"
It seems the Zen master has indeed, as rumored, reached the eleventh level of the Golden Bell Shield!
The Golden Bell Shield in level 11 is just a tortoise shell.
Unless the weakness is found, even someone as strong as Faming would not be confident in breaking through the Golden Bell Shield's defenses in a short time.
Besides, Juexin is not an idiot; he doesn't retaliate no matter where Juexin fires.
Juexin was, after all, a peerless master. As the head of the Arhat Hall, the first palm of Shaolin—the Prajna Palm—was Juexin's signature skill.
In this way, his attacks on Juexin a hundred times would be useless, while Juexin only needed to attack him once.
Given this disparity, Juexin is already in an invincible position.
"Amitabha Buddha, please, Zen Master!"
"please!"
As for the group of monks with sticks, there are few other things here but many monks, so there is no need for three people to cover the rear.
This is yet another Buddhist gate, but this one is aimed at Master Mingchen.
The person who stopped them was a middle-aged nun, and also a stunningly beautiful and still charming nun, who looked to be around thirty years old, but her beautiful eyes carried a hint of ferocity, or rather, a sword-like aura.
"Amitabha!"
Both possess unparalleled beauty, the captivating grace of a goddess descended to earth, and a compassionate heart that evokes utter sympathy for humanity.
However, the difference is that Fan Qinghui is as pure and holy as a snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain, cold and untainted; while Master Mingchen is holy and compassionate, but with a touch of enchanting charm. If you look into her eyes, you will be unable to help but fall into her beauty.
"What a magnificent tantric yoga!"
Looking at the hint of allure within Master Mingchen's saintly aura, Fan Qinghui knew that the other party had already mastered this supreme secret lineage of the Wang Zhao sect.
Anyone who can master any of the highest secret Buddhist practices must be a person with profound knowledge of Buddhism.
"The Master's level of sword mind clarity is also quite impressive!"
"Please enlighten me, Venerable Master!"
"please!"
The sword's heart is clear!
As the sword energy erupted, the sword light hidden in the dust moved with lightning speed, pointing towards Master Mingchen.
In the eyes of the crowd, this sword strike, though dazzling like clouds, was elusive and unpredictable, like drifting smoke; its intent was even more radiant and boundless, and even though it struck suddenly, it felt as if it were coming straight at them, without any frills.
"Amitabha Team!"
With a smile, he casually flicked a string.
Fan Qinghui's Sword Heart Clarity is indeed troublesome, but unfortunately, the difference in strength is extremely obvious.
A petal, seemingly moving slowly, stood out against the sharp, swift, and dazzling sword light. It was like a race between a tortoise and a hare, yet it blocked Fan Qinghui's sword perfectly.
Undoubtedly, the rabbit and the tortoise arrived at the 'midpoint' at the same time.
The sword energy and the finger-pinching technique are two contrasting forces: one is fiercely sharp, while the other is extremely gentle.
In an instant, they vanished into nothingness.
Although they appeared to be evenly matched, everyone knew that Fan Qinghui had lost out.
It should be noted that Sword Heart Clarity is the strongest sword technique of Cihang Jingzhai, but Flower Flicking Finger is not Master Mingchen's strongest attack.
Chapter 388 Fan Qinghui's Purpose
Come again!
Despite suffering a setback, Fan Qinghui didn't feel that she was much inferior to a 'junior'.
With an elegant somersault in the air, his moon-white monk's robe fluttered and rustled, and his sword, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, pierced straight towards Master Mingchen in the blink of an eye.
Compared to the previous sword strike, this one was not only faster, erupting in the blink of an eye, but also sharper, with an endless and boundless sword intent that swept away like moonlight, like a dazzling celestial being descending from the heavens.
Even though Master Mingchen sensed the chilling sword energy, he didn't hold back and unleashed a powerful strike with his bare hand.
The Nine Yin True Qi burst forth from the body, urging the vast and boundless Taiyin Gang Qi. The ferocity of the Nine Yin Divine Claw was not visible; instead, everyone intuitively felt an extremely gentle and yin-like Gang Qi, like the surging and turbulent energy of mountains and rivers, which transformed into a torrent that had burst its banks and swept over everything.
Bang!
If the two forces were evenly matched before, the sudden release of the Taiyin Qi now directly forced Fan Qinghui back.
Even the sharp and fierce sword energy was shattered like thin ice under the domineering power of the Nine Yin Divine Claw, causing Fa Ming's pupils to shrink.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha, the donor acknowledges it!"
This was not a life-or-death struggle, and the exchange between the two was more of a test.
Therefore, Master Mingchen has nothing to hide, nor does he need to hide anything.
"Taoist martial arts?"
That claw strike just now resembled a martial art from the martial arts world.
However, in terms of power, it is far from the overwhelming light of the previous claw strike, and it is not even a match for the Sword Heart Clarity 167 of the Cihang Sword Manual.
"That was indeed from the Nine Yin Manual, but after your improvements, Young Master, the true qi is not only extremely yin and cold, but the moves are also incredibly powerful!"
Upon hearing Master Mingchen's admission, even Fan Qinghui's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.
It is important to know that any martial art requires experience and accumulation.
Even though Zhang Xiaoshan's martial arts skills were already at the grandmaster level, putting aside the fact that he no longer frequented the martial arts world, his age alone was a major disadvantage. How could he possibly refine the Nine Yin Manual, which was already a masterpiece of Taoism, to an even higher level?
"Amitabha Buddha, Young Master Zhang has extraordinary talent in martial arts. The Pure Yang Finger and Dragon Slaying Saber Technique, which are now famous throughout the martial arts world, were created by him. What difficulty is there in improving the Nine Yin Manual?"
Moreover, Young Master Zhang cultivates the Pure Yang Divine Skill, which is likely complementary and mutually supportive with this Nine Yin Manual, allowing for the combined cultivation of Yin and Yang.
As the core of the Zhang family, Juexin also paid close attention to the women around Zhang Xiaoshan.
The main reason is that the women's strength has improved too quickly. They had worked hard to cultivate to the highest level, or even to the highest level of mastery.
But these young girls, even the two Hu women, are no less skilled in martial arts than Juezhi was before.
Not to mention Mingchen and Huang Rong, whose strength is increasing by leaps and bounds.
Moreover, besides the two unique skills he mentioned earlier, he also knew Zhang Xiaoshan's trump card—
The Nine Cauldrons Ultimate Technique!
That was an unparalleled skill that was in no way inferior to the Heavenly Crippled Divine Art or the Tathagata Palm.
"Amitabha!"
Upon hearing Juexin's words, Fan Qinghui and Faming also came to their senses and realized that it was indeed true; that young master of the Zhang family truly possessed terrifying talent.
At the peak of his life, nearing thirty, he entered the realm of Grandmaster.
It can be said that Zhang Xiaoshan could maintain his vital energy for at least a hundred years and remain at his peak condition.
With the addition of a Taoist master whose internal strength has reached its peak, he might become another Zhang Sanfeng, or even more terrifying than Zhang Sanfeng. After all, Zhang Xiaoshan's current level is not much lower than Zhang Sanfeng's, and Zhang Xiaoshan will definitely make even greater progress in the future!
"It is this humble nun who has become attached to appearances!"
Fan Qinghui has her own beliefs. Although she admires Master Mingchen, she also knows that their paths are different.
After all, Master Mingchen's esoteric Buddhist path involves feeding demons with one's own body in order to guide them to Buddhahood.
This is Master Mingchen's web of love!
Her goal, however, was to save the world, eliminate barriers between different races and nations, and promote peaceful coexistence.
She severed her own emotional ties.
One person can help one person, another can help ten thousand people!
"please!"
"please!"
Upon entering the first main hall in the center, the five eminent monks inside bowed and chanted a Buddhist prayer.
"Amitabha!"
The five masters of Jingnian Temple, including Liaokong, practiced silent meditation and their martial arts had reached an unparalleled level.
The four eminent monks on one side—without anger, without delusion, without greed, and without fear—have all reached the pinnacle of martial arts mastery, and in terms of strength, they absolutely crush the Shaolin Temples of the North and South.
However, Jingnian Temple generally does not leave the mountain, and with Cihang Jingzhai as its leader, it rarely gets involved in Buddhist feuds.
That's why they had time to focus wholeheartedly on studying martial arts.
This time, it was said that Jingnian Zen Temple invited them, but in reality, Fan Qinghui was curious about the attitude of the Zhang family's eminent monks and the martial arts skills of the three great Buddhist masters after learning of the Zhang family's arrival.
After all, all Buddhist sects are one family; perhaps we can offer some assistance when the time comes.
However, they were clearly overthinking it.
Master Mingchen was led by Zhang Xiaoshan. Juexin and Juezhi were also monks who had broken the precepts. Although they still abided by the Buddhist precepts, they also led the Zhang family.
When it comes to imperial grudges, they won't act rashly and cause the Zhang family enormous losses.
"Greetings, Abbot Kong, and the four masters!!"
The youngest of the five eminent monks was over fifty years old, and Liaokong was at least seventy, with white hair and beard, looking more like an old monk on his deathbed.
On the contrary, the four eminent monks, because their vital energy was not depleted, looked like four strong and healthy monks, and thus appeared somewhat young.
After all, Buddhism is not like Taoism, which is proficient in health preservation techniques.
Therefore, many emperors throughout history believed in Taoism, and their purpose was self-evident: to live longer and even to refine the elixir of immortality.
"Amitabha Buddha, greetings to Zen Master Juexin and Dharma Master Mingchen!"
Although the fight had taken place dozens of feet away, their martial arts skills allowed them to hear almost everything clearly from here.
Juexin's eleven barriers of the Golden Bell Cover can be said to be second only to Bodhidharma.
Leaving aside Master Mingchen's Taoist skills, his single "flower-picking finger" technique alone is no less than Fan Qinghui's. Moreover, once he uses his trump card, even Liaokong would probably be no match for him!
After all, youth has an advantage in boxing!
The Zhang family, with its formidable strength, could easily summon two Buddhist masters who would become unparalleled experts, demonstrating just how terrifying their power was.
The most terrifying one was the mysterious and unpredictable young master of the Zhang family. His martial arts skills were of an unknown level, yet even the Empress was no match for him.
"Venerable monks, please!"
The one who greeted them was Fan Qinghui, because Liaokong practiced silent meditation and naturally wouldn't speak.
The four eminent monks were mainly from Cihang Jingzhai, so the one in charge here was naturally Fan Qinghui, one of the only two nuns.
As everyone took their seats, the hall was filled with nine top Buddhist masters, the lowest of whom were five experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation.
Such a combination is enough to shock any force, even Zhang Xiaoshan.
It is clear that the martial arts world is not lacking in masters, but they rarely show themselves. Otherwise, a mere gathering of demonic sects would be so terrifying.
"I presume the Zen Master and the Dharma Master already know my purpose."
We have invited two Dharma Masters here today, firstly for a gathering of Buddhist monks to discuss and debate the Dharma.
Secondly, regarding the relationship between the Zhang family and the Demonic Sect, Cihang Jingzhai's emergence into the world this time was due to a sense of impending chaos and a desire to uphold righteousness.
Fan Qinghui spoke directly without any concealment, so Master Mingchen didn't beat around the bush and directly stated the Zhang family's style of doing things.
After all, Zhang Xiaoshan had absolutely no interest in the power struggle between Cihang Jingzhai and the Demonic Sect.
Ultimately, in Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes, neither of the two families were good people.
It's just dogs fighting!
Chapter 389 The Warning Sign of the He Shi Bi Jade: A Belief that Rectifies the Zhang Family's Name
"Is chaos about to descend?"
Amitabha Buddha, how did the donor know of the impending calamity of "the decline of the righteous path and the rise of demons, the coming of chaos"?
"The Zen master also knew?"