"Huiming, your boxing technique seems to be too soft and not strong enough!"

An old voice came from behind.

Ye Xing immediately turned around and saw the old monk in gray walking towards him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Senior, why do you say this? Isn't it important to practice boxing with a combination of hardness and softness? If you are too fierce, you can't do it.

If it’s strong, it’s easy to break!”

"Well, you are right, if it is too strong, it will be easy to break, but that is a different boxing technique. The old monk sees that your boxing technique is very open and closed, and it is originally a strong and fierce line. You added softness and strength, but it is neither fish nor fowl, some

You have deviated from the original route!" The gray-clothed old monk's turbid eyes flashed with a superb divine light, "You can't chew off more than you can chew. You want both strong and gentle boxing skills. You can't specialize with half-heartedness!"

After the old monk in gray clothes said something, he turned and left.

Ye Xing froze on the spot, seemingly touched, with a pensive look on his face, and unconsciously murmured, "Half-heartedness, inability to specialize!"

""Vajra Boxing", what is "Vajra Boxing", breaking rocks and collapsing mountains, being powerful and fierce, courageous and invincible is the real Vajra Boxing. Yes, one is one, two is two, this is the route of fierceness

Yes, I just added Roujin, no wonder before

It has been impossible to break through. In "Vajra Boxing", you should be fierce and unparalleled, and move forward with dignity and courage. When the enemy is weak, I am strong, and when the enemy is strong, I am stronger. To confront the strong, this is the true meaning of Diamond Boxing..." Ye Xing's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

, a glimmer of enlightenment quickly spread in my heart.

"Huh!" "Swish, swish, swish!"

"Hoo ho ho!"

In the dark night, under the crescent moon, in the open space, Ye Xing once again practiced the Vajra Fist technique. The wind howled, and the force became stronger and stronger. The space seemed to have been collapsed, and there were bursts of violent explosions, which were particularly unusual in the silent night sky.

Loud.

The night was getting thicker and thicker, reaching the extreme, and then becoming thinner. Unknowingly, time passed bit by bit, and I don’t know how long it took. A trace of fish-belly white light gradually appeared on the horizon. The light gradually spread, and it was already early morning.

arrival.

In the next few days, except for cleaning the Sutra Pavilion, Ye Xing spent the rest of his time practicing boxing. Finally on the night of the seventh day, the Vajra Boxing successfully broke through and entered the perfection level of Dzogchen.

In addition to the progress in "Vajra Fist", Ye Xing also gained a new understanding of "Nine Yang Magic", and the bottleneck that had been troubled for a long time was slightly loosened.

Achieving such huge gains was, of course, inseparable from Ye Xing's own efforts and the guidance of the old monk in gray.

After getting to know each other in the Sutra Pavilion during this period, Ye Xing also gradually learned something about this old monk in gray. This senior in gray should be a very senior monk in the Shaolin Temple, because according to reports

He said that he entered the Shaolin Temple as early as two hundred years ago. A conservative estimate is that he should be around 220 or 30 years old.

This is also a very scary old age among Xiantian realm warriors. Ordinary second- and third-level Xiantian realms cannot live this age at all. Only those in the first-class Xiantian realm can hope to live to such an old age if they grit their teeth. In fact,

This old monk in gray clothes

His cultivation is at the semi-saint level. Although his body is aging and he does not have the combat power at his peak age, his strength is at least at the supreme overlord level. And his realm is even higher. He can faintly touch the laws of heaven and give guidance, making Ye Xing

Benefited a lot.

The time of more than ten days is neither long nor short. When I practice, I always cannot feel the passage of time. Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The inauguration ceremony of the abbot of Shaolin Temple was officially held today.

The sun is rising in the early morning, and the golden sunshine is still lingering on the top of the mountain. The air on the mountainside is slightly cool. However, Wuliang Mountain is extremely lively at this moment. The square is crowded with people of all kinds. Warriors from all directions and major forces have gathered there.

In front of the main hall square of Shaolin Temple.

These warriors are all masters, the lowest are in the second-level innate realm. First-level innate realm experts can also be seen everywhere. Even if you look into the crowd, the chance of seeing the supreme overlord is very high.

On the spacious square seats, there are a few figures that are particularly eye-catching. They naturally exude a powerful aura, and the surrounding warriors can't help but look over there. These powerful figures are Qingyang Dao, the master of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Chang, the leader of the Holy Fire Cult, Rising Sun Dongsheng, Tang Zhenghao, the leader of the Tang Sect, the two brothers Qian Bao and Qian Jinbao, the owner of Wanbao House of Jincai Qianzhuang, the owner of Shenbing Mountain Villa, and the Hongchen Xiaoke Langjiu are the top names on the heaven list.

There are only thirty-six Supremes in the "Tianbang", and many of them travel around the world. The dragons are always missing, and no one can be found. However, at this moment, more than half of them have come to participate in the ceremony. The other first- and second-class innates below the Supremes

The number of people who arrived reached hundreds of thousands.

Different from the situation in the last hero post, the last siege of Samsara Valley was very risky. After all, eradicating evil is not just a shout, it may also cost your life. Therefore, we gathered in Wuliang Mountain last time to participate in the siege of Samsara Valley.

There are not many people. But this time the abbot of Shaolin Temple

The inauguration ceremony is not life-threatening. At the same time, you can see big scenes and big figures. Therefore, the number of people who come to watch is far more than the number of people who came to watch the last siege of Samsara Valley, and the number is still increasing, and there are many more coming one after another.

Many warriors came in a steady stream.

"Bang!" "Dong dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong!"

The melodious Buddhist bell suddenly rang, and the noisy square suddenly became quiet. The eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple on the high platform gently twisted the Buddhist beads, beat the wooden fish, and recited Buddhist scriptures loudly. The conference ceremony was about to officially begin.

…

At this moment, in the Sutra Pavilion, on the floor of the third floor, Ye Xing is sitting on the floor, concentrating on practicing the "Nine Yang Divine Art". Now that the bottleneck leading to the Great Perfection has been loosened, Ye Xing feels that his innate true essence will break through at any time, so this

I have been practicing harder and harder for a while.

"call!"

"suck!"

Inhale slowly, then exhale slowly, inhale the clean air and exhale the turbid air. Every time you exhale and inhale, the hot Nine Yang True Essence is endlessly regenerating in the body, and the circulation is continuous, becoming more and more pure and concentrated.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the western suburbs of Shaolin Temple. It is relatively remote. The trees here are lush, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It is very quiet and peaceful. However -

Just then——

"Boom!" "Boom, boom, boom!"

The melodious bell suddenly rang, and even though it was far away, the ancient tune was still transmitted to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Ye Xing, who was practicing cross-legged, twitched his ears and opened his eyes. His dark and deep eyes were like two terrifying sharp swords, radiating sharp edges.

"Has the fun begun!"

The corners of Ye Xing's mouth curved in a cold arc, and with a 'swish' sound, the cross-legged shadow on the third floor gradually dissipated. When he looked again, he saw that the figure had jumped down from the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, and his green robe was flying and falling steadily.
Chapter completed!