But he didn't know that the old monk Jingru was also complaining in his heart.

I obviously don't want to block it, but I can't stop it.

As soon as Li Chengkong's palm power came out, the world was covered with all directions, and he had nowhere to escape, so he could only block the way.

Moreover, Li Chengkong's palm power is also extremely strange.

The palm power is mixed with various strengths, including feminine, masculine, cold, strong, empty, thick, flexible, and firm.

Too much force that cannot be kneaded together is just kneaded together, but it is not messy at all, but is perfectly integrated, extremely pure and has no way to resist.

After the force penetrates into the body, it instantly disperses and turns into various forces to make trouble everywhere.

What shocked him even more was not these, but the incomparable spiritual power contained in his palm power, and also brought in green lotus with his palm power and suddenly penetrated into his mind.

After burying into his mind, Qinglian rushed towards the giant Buddha in his mind.

There was a giant Buddha in his mind, ten feet high, huge and majestic, and with the power to support the sky. It was the deity he visualized and the source of his cultivation.

Once there is a problem with the Buddha, his cultivation will be shaken.

These green lotus came over the deity, arranged in a strange shape, and then floated still.

This made him feel like a storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

He felt something was wrong and wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't escape. Li Chengkong followed him with one palm, endlessly, not giving him a chance to breathe.

"Amitabha!" The old monk Jingru suddenly pronounced the Buddha's name, put his palms into a tithe, and ignored Li Chengkong's palm.

He knew that it would be unlucky to continue like this. Instead of doing this, it would be better to gamble, betting that Li Chengkong would not kill him.

The momentum of waiting for death is actually to use your own magical skills.

Li Chengkong kept slapping his chest with his palm.

"Bang!" Old Monk Jingru flew into the air.

"Puff" he spewed out a blood arrow, and his body quickly smeared a layer of golden yellow in the air.

"Bang!" He fell heavily on another huge rock like a huge rock, his feet sinking to a foot deep.

His feet were sunken, and his body stood firmly like a Buddha statue.

At this time, the old monk Jingru was all golden, even his pupils were golden and his eyes were golden.

"Amitabha!" He stared at Li Chengkong, put his palms on his hands and slowly chanted the Buddha's name.

Li Chengkong said: "Old monk, which martial arts are you practicing?"

"Amitabha!" Old monk Jingru closed his eyes slightly, and the golden light gradually lit up around him.

"This old monk is strange!" Bai Jingzong hurriedly said.

Li Chengkong nodded with a smile.

"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha!" ​​The light of the old monk Jingru's body rose by a foot, and he could no longer see clearly his face, but only a golden light shrouded in it.

Bai Jingzong said: "It's better to avoid it."

Li Chengkong shook his head with a smile.

"Ah-Mi-Tu-Buddha!" ​​A large area of ​​golden light fell from the sky to form a golden light pond, allowing him to bathe in it.

"Good guy!" Bai Jingzong was amazed.

He felt that the old monk Jingru slowly surged in the golden light, as if he had become a giant, and his aura also rose up from the ground and turned into a huge Buddha statue, looking down at all living beings and compassionately to the world.

"Don't run yet?" He couldn't help but urge.

This momentum made him tremble, and he felt that he could not stop him with one blow, so he could only escape.

"Tagata subdues the clutches of demons!" Old monk Jingru made a loud voice, as if with an echo.

A golden light had already escaped from his palm, condensed into a palm print one foot in front of his palm, and there was a strange symbol in the palm, which was particularly bright and conspicuous.

Li Chengkong gently spit out a word: "Du!"

A green light suddenly fell from the sky, as thick as a finger, and pierced straight into the Baihui acupoint of the old monk Jingru.

"Buzz..." With a muffled sound, the void around him trembled like boiling water.

The golden light around the old monk Jingru fell off and flew away, as if the golden armor shattered and turned into pieces and broke out from his body.

The palm condensed by the golden light also collapsed and had already floated away before Li Chengkong.

"Puff!" Old monk Jingru spewed a blood arrow up to the sky, sitting softly on the huge rock.

Li Chengkong said: "Old monk, you are not my opponent."

Old monk Jingru reached out to wipe away the blood from the corners of his mouth, pulled out his feet, and stood up to put on a tribute: "The donor's cultivation is so great, I admire him!"

He was calm and composed, without any irritation.

Bai Jingzong was still shocked, and his mind was still replaying the previous scene again and again.

His swordsmanship is sophisticated, but there is no such gorgeous scene. He only has one sword, which is the first time he has seen such a scene.

This is an amazing scene where martial arts cultivation will only manifest when it reaches a certain level.

Li Chengkong said: "Can the old monk tell the truth now?"

"Please say, donor."

"Do you know our identity?"

"Amitabha!" Old Monk Jingru said slowly: "Sect Master Bai, Sect Master Li, I do know."

Li Chengkong raised his eyebrows: "Does anyone calculate that we will come here?"

The old monk Jingru nodded slightly: "Diaoxuandong Sect has calculated that you are going to pass here, so I specially asked me to take action."

"Since they have calculated that we will come here, they should be counted as if you are not my opponent, right?"

"Amitabha, this cannot be calculated."

"Old monk, you should not be a disciple of Diaoxuandong Sect, why do you follow the instructions of Diaoxuandong Sect?"

"I can't escape the cause and the result."

"I understand, I owe someone a favor."

"Amitabha!"

"Forget it, since that's the case, then let's say goodbye." Li Chengkong said: "Master Bai, let's go."

Bai Jingzong glanced at Jingru by surprise: "Just let this old bald donkey go?"

"It's just someone's entrusted." Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Besides, he can't die if you are the leader of Sect Bai."

"If I don't go to find you, Prince, I will be dead!" Bai Jingzong snorted.

"It was for me." Li Chengkong glanced at the direction of Diaoxuan Cave Sect: "It took a lot of effort!"

He can now conclude that Diaoxuan Cave Sect also has masters who can calculate the secrets of heaven.

If both of them can see the secrets of heaven, it depends on who is better. Now, the other party is better.

At least he had his own calculations.

And I don't know who the other party is yet.

"Your Majesty, you are very kind enough. This old bald donkey may become an enemy in the future." Bai Jingzong said.

Li Chengkong shook his head and smiled: "Let's go."

"...Okay, for the sake of the prince, let's spare this bald donkey!" Bai Jingzong glared at Old Monk Jingru.

Jingru Heshi Yi Yi: "If Master Bai has good thoughts, he will not harm his life, and he will not kill those who are benevolent in the clutches of demons."

"Hey!" Bai Jingzong said angrily: "I'm a villain so I almost died?"

"Amitabha!" Old monk Jingru pronounced the Buddha's name.

"Master Bai, forget it, let's go."

"Hmph, go!"

The two jumped up and headed towards the east.

"I'm really angry when I let go of this old bald donkey." Bai Jingzong was still unwilling to accept it.

Li Chengkong smiled but said nothing.

He could see that Bai Jingzong had no intention of killing and was also a kind-hearted person at heart.

Bai Jingzong said: "Otherwise, let's withdraw."

Li Chengkong raised his eyebrows.

Bai Jingzong glanced at the distance: "Diaoxuan Cave Sect can actually calculate that we will pass here. It can be said that it is a magical plan. There must be a net of heaven and earth in front of you. It is not advisable to break through, but you should slowly draw it."

Li Chengkong said: "In fact, it may not be possible to make a brilliant plan. Just arrange a few people on this vertical line."

He reached out and gestured to the north and south direction: "There are a few people standing in the mountains along the north and south longitudinal line, and we can always meet one."

They flew through the air with their eyesight better than Hawkeye. As long as they flew from west to east, they could always see the staff of the arrangement.
Chapter completed!