The collision between the Taoist divine claws and the Buddhist Vajra fingers made a harsh friction sound. The two of them turned into images and shuttled in front of them, colliding, creating a series of sparks, but the result was that no one could do anything to the other.

The invincible Nine Yin Divine Claws touched the most yang and strong Vajra fingers, and they lost the invincible halo.

"Good Kung Fu!" Huo Forefather Tuo's throat trembled, his right hand trembled slightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were still ferocious. Bai Xiaosheng still had the expression of calm and gentleness. His hands were intertwined in front of him, and his skin was slightly red, but it quickly calmed down.

The two sets of martial arts did not determine the outcome, but Bai Xiaosheng's powerful internal strength hurt the Huo Forefather Tuo.

He also changed the external utilitarianism and made it extremely yang and strong. However, without internal strength, he still could not be considered a top skill. He knew this himself, so he had been collecting high-quality internal skills during the Western Regions, but unfortunately he gained little. This time he went out, he finally got a good internal skills, but because the Vajra Sect was destroyed, he still had no time to practice.

In a word, he is very lucky!

Looking at him coldly, Bai Xiaosheng clenched his fist and suddenly punched. This punch was so strong that it was even hot and powerful with the blessing of the internal force of the Nine Yang. Huo Forefather Tuo's face changed slightly, and his body quickly flew back, but Bai Xiaosheng was faster than him. In the blink of an eye, he had already bullied in front of him and punched him. Huo Forefather Tuo's Vajra fingers hit again, hitting Bai Xiaosheng's fist. However, this time, he did not evenly match his strength, but with a click, his finger was actually broken by Bai Xiaosheng's punch.

The fierce fist force made his entire arm extremely hot. With this force, Huo Foreword flew out. Before he could land, he had already hit the ground with a palm and jumped into the distance.

He wants to run away!

Have you left?

Bai Xiaosheng smiled coldly, his body was like a feather, flying like a catkin, and his whole body seemed to have no weight. When the wind relaxed, he was already pressed on the Huo Foreword Tuo.

Huo Forefather Tuo was shocked, and his left palm was grounded again. Bai Xiaosheng also smashed a big demon-subduing fist. Another click, Huo Forefather Tuo's entire left arm was also destroyed, but Bai Xiaosheng's fist was still hit on his chest. With a puff, the huge fist force penetrated directly through his body. Huo Forefather Tuo groaned, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The chest that was hit by Bai Xiaosheng was completely concave.

With a sound of touch, the Forefather Tau hit the ground, and Bai Xiaosheng fell lightly to the side, looking at the street not far away. A man stood in the shadow of the street.

This is a monk! A monk of a big age! But his face is very rosy and young, looking like a young man in his twenties or thirties.

This is a master!

Bai Xiaosheng made a judgment instantly and his body became tense. This person's cultivation is probably stronger than Huang Yaoshi. The Western Regions really have his own masters!

Two steps back, Bai Xiaosheng bent down and took out the package exposed in the arms of the Foreman Tuo. He lifted it open, his face stagnated, and said in a secret surprise: "How come the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna?"

He looked at the book in his hand and felt very strange. He came here just to make this book. Why did Huo Foreword have it?

He glanced up and saw Bai Xiaosheng find that the monk was still standing there, so he ignored it and opened the books in his hand. Only then did he realize that this book of Dragon Elephant Prajna is also incomplete, but it is more than the seventh level that Bai Xiaosheng got, and reached the ninth level.

Although this skill is very popular here, not many have achieved success in cultivation. Generally, they only practice to the third and fourth levels, but only to the fifth and sixth levels, and very few to the seventh level, so there are generally no higher-level skills on the market. He got the seventh level himself and was considering the sixth level behind. Unexpectedly, this Forefather Tuo actually got the eighth and nineth levels of martial arts.

‘Can it be that the Vajra disciples in later generations practiced the Dragon and Elephant Art…’ Bai Xiaosheng felt quite strange, but after thinking about it, he gave up and turned to carefully study the ** level of martial arts.

These two floors are much deeper than the seven floors in front of them, and many places make Bai Xiaosheng feel very beneficial, but he cannot devote himself to it because there is a big monk in front of him staring at him.

After reading the martial arts, he put them in his arms and looked up again. The monk had not left yet, just as he was looking at him, and the monk was also looking at him with bright eyes.

The two of them just looked at each other, and no one moved.

The night was completely dark and the streets were gone. Bai Xiaosheng stood alone in the middle of the street, motionless, like a stone statue. In the shadow of the street not far away, the monk also stood still and stared at him quietly.

As the moon rises into the middle of the sky, the weather becomes colder. Occasionally, a gust of cold wind makes people shudder. The wind blows on the clothes, lifting up the hem of the skirt, making a gentle sound.

At first, Bai Xiaosheng didn't speak, because he wondered what the monk was going to do. Now, he didn't speak because he wanted to compare his concentration with the monk. It depends on who persisted for a longer time.

Similarly, in this case, whoever speaks first will be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, Bai Xiaosheng did not move or spoke, and so did the great monk.

As soon as the next day was dawn, many people saw such a strange Bai Xiaosheng, and some people also discovered the monk. Everyone was very curious, wondering why the two stood motionless.

On the third day, the two of them were still like this!

On the fourth day, the fifth day... until the seventh day, neither of them moved. But today, someone broke the confrontation between them and there were three monks. Looking at their monks, they thought they were monks from the Vajra Sect.

After hearing what the believers at the foot of the mountain, Vajra Sect came here to check it out. The three monks knew the great monk and went forward to salute one by one. The great monk broke the quiet skills, smiled at the three of them, then walked to Bai Xiaosheng, folded his hands together, and said, "The donor is so good at concentration! I wonder if the donor can go to the temple even if the donor is a monk?"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded and made a gesture of inviting him. The monk smiled, and it was not a pity that Bai Xiaosheng was asking for help, and he personally led the way. The two of them soon arrived at the Vajra Temple, one in front and one after another.

Under the leadership of the great monk, the two came directly to the monk's Zen temple in the backyard.

"Amitabha! I wonder why the donor came to my west?" The old monk asked Bai Xiaosheng for the purpose of coming here directly, which made Bai Xiaosheng look at him unexpectedly. He did not hide it, and directly took out the Dragon Elephant Prajna in his arms. One volume was collected by him, and the other volume was obtained from Huogongdou. "I came here for this purpose."

The monk was a little surprised and said, "The Dragon and Elephant Prajna Prajna is my esoteric sect and it is not prohibited from learning from outsiders. It's just that this exercise is too difficult to practice, and it is difficult for one person to practice to reach the ninth level in his life. There is only one person in my esoteric sect. Unfortunately, that person is not successful, and he ends up with the death of the body and soul. I think the donor's cultivation is profound, why do you still have to practice this exercise?"

"It's just interest! I didn't think about practicing this skill, but I just hope to learn from its characteristics and improve my own skills." Bai Xiaosheng did not hide it and said his purpose. His words surprised the monk and also made the monk look at Bai Xiaosheng's eyes very interested.

The great monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! The donor has great wisdom and perseverance, and he should have great opportunities! The beauty of the poor monk!" After that, he stood up and walked to the bookshelf beside him, took out a book from the Buddhist scriptures on it, and sent it to Bai Xiaosheng.

I looked down and saw that this was the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna!

"Does the master have paper and pen?" Bai Xiaosheng asked instead of taking it, but the great monk shook his head slightly, but did not say much, but took Bai Xiaosheng to the bookshelf. Bai Xiaosheng sat down, picked up the paper and pen, and quickly copied it. Soon, he wrote down a book of martial arts, but not words, but pictures. This is the Divine Foot Sutra in the Yijin Jing.

The monk took it and looked at it, his face was quite shocked. This strange technique of improving internal strength was extremely rare, and he had a lot of eyesight and knew that this was not a Central Plains martial art, because the movements on it were in line with their western yoga lineage.

"Amitabha! The gift from the donor is extremely precious, and the old monk cannot accept it for nothing." As he said that, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then reached into his arms, took out a golden page, placed it on the Dragon Elephant, and said, "This is a golden page that the old monk accidentally obtained. It seems to be written on it for a physical practice. The old monk looked up the classics, but there are still many unknown places. I will give it to the donor today, hoping to help the donor."

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, picked up the golden page strangely, and after scanning it, he was slightly moved. The golden page was filled with ghost painting talismans, and occasionally a few words were shocking.

This thing is not simple!

He looked up at the monk, who was also seriously looking at the magical foot scripture in his hand. Bai Xiaosheng's mouth opened slightly, but he didn't say anything to his mouth.

He didn't know what was recorded on the golden page, but he could tell from the fonts he knew that this was an amazing body training technique, which was much more beneficial than the Bodhidharma, the Golden Bell Cover, and the Shaolin Vajra Indestructible Art.

However, he did not recognize any of the words on this golden page, and the same was true for the old monk. What they could recognize was just a simple annotation on the side. As for the first line, it said: Success is as powerful as a cow, and the body cannot be urged.

This is easy to understand, but the explanation in the second line increases people's imagination and pushes this technique to an unfathomable level. It is like a vajra, bones like jade, blood like rocks, and spirit like seas.

Bai Xiaosheng has never seen such skills in practicing the body, or the magical skills of practicing the body, and it is hard to imagine it! When it comes to the door, how could Bai Xiaosheng be willing to push it back?
Chapter completed!