"What's impossible?" A voice came from the front instantly, and the voice sounded very soft.

Hearing the sound, the man slowly raised his head and looked at the carriage before him.

I saw a young man standing quietly next to the wreckage of the carriage.

The young man is handsome and looks about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is wearing a clean white shirt. He is standing there quietly at this moment. There is no smoke and smoke in his body. He is like an aristocratic young man who does not eat the fireworks of the world. He is just standing there quietly.

Standing there, there was a cold look on his handsome face.

At first glance, he looked like a powerless scholar, but after experiencing the scene just now, I'm afraid no one would think so now.

"Master, it's surprising." A voice sounded quietly from the spot.

Standing quietly on the spot, looking at the figure standing opposite, Chen Ming looked sternly and said, "Would a dignified Buddhist monk do this kind of business without capital?"

Even though it was just a quick glance, the moment he took action, he still saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him. It was none other than the middle-aged monk he had met before.

"Amitabha....."

Being stared at by Chen Ming's stern eyes, Chang Qu clasped his hands on the opposite side, feeling a little bitter in his heart at this moment.

On his body, a dull pain came from his right arm, and a strong and overbearing energy rushed through the meridians of his right hand, making his face look a little ugly.

Although he only made a hasty move, under the threat of instinct, Chen Ming did not hold back the palm just now, and subconsciously struck out with all his strength, colliding with Chang Qu's palm.

With Chen Ming's strength at the moment, Chang Qu's right arm was not broken on the spot because he was forced to receive the palm. It was only seriously injured, so he was already considered to be quite strong.

"Little donor... I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding."

Standing there, feeling Chen Ming's eyes, Chang Qu's face turned a little bitter, but he still had to bite the bullet and said: "I'm here not for anything else, but for my little benefactor."

"Little benefactor, you are wearing an evil weapon. If you continue to do so for a long time, something unknown will happen."

"In order to avoid this disaster, I can only take action to suppress it."

"Really?" Chen Ming sneered: "If it's for my own good, why would Master hide his face and come dressed like a thief?"

"Alas..." Chang Qu clasped his hands together and sighed deeply: "Although I am doing this for the sake of all sentient beings, after all, it will damage the reputation of my Buddha, so I dress like this."

After hearing this, Chen Ming said nothing, but looked at Chang Qu opposite him, with a cold look on his face.

He didn't believe a word of what the monk in front of him said.

The palm that the other party struck just now was definitely a powerful one. If the person sitting in the carriage was really a weak scholar, I am afraid that even if he did not die, he would be crippled and become a useless person from then on.

Do you dare to say you are compassionate when you act like this?

Killing intention arose in his heart. Standing on the same spot, Chen Ming slowly raised his head and walked forward.

"Since the little benefactor has such martial arts, he can naturally control this evil weapon."

On the opposite side, it seemed that something was wrong. Chang Qu finally said: "Let me leave first. I will come back to apologize to you, my little benefactor, for what happened today."

"Today's work is done today, so let's skip it another day." A slight voice sounded from the spot.

The next moment, a violent palm wind roared out, and huge air pressure hit his face from the front.

Chang Qu turned around and saw a huge black shadow coming from the front. In an instant, it turned into the most violent blow and pressed down directly, as if it was going to blow his entire body apart with one palm.

At that moment, all the thoughts in his heart disappeared, all the thoughts in his mind were strangled, and he just instinctively welcomed the palm.

boom!!

A fierce and terrifying explosion erupted from the spot, and the howling wind continued to blow in the spot. Then the figure strode backwards, like a ball being knocked out, and was knocked away hard.

The huge Hunyuan energy was raging on the spot, and Chang Qu's body continued to retreat. He was shot several meters away with a direct blow, and the figure slowly stabilized.

Standing there, he choked on blood. At this moment, he could only feel the blood in his chest rising and falling, and the internal energy all over his body was constantly rushing around. He was directly shattered by the palm strike just now, leaving no room for struggle.

"Impossible! How could he have such strong internal cultivation at how old he is!"

Feeling the injury caused by that palm, Chang Qu's eyes widened angrily, with a look of disbelief on his face, as if he couldn't believe that he couldn't compare to a young boy.

The majestic inner energy is rushing around the body, and the green light is constantly flashing, competing with another inner energy.

However, before he could calm down the rising and falling inner energy in his body, a sharp sword light began to flash before his eyes.

The whistling sword light began to flicker. In front of his eyes, a pure black long sword suddenly came out of its sheath. It was wrapped with a huge blue inner energy, and it directly turned into the most powerful and powerful sword and slashed heavily.

The long knife roared, the blade was sharp, and in the gleam of the moonlight, the fatal murderous intent began to tilt down.

Linyuan!!

The next moment, Chang Qu opened his eyes suddenly. His eyes were so wide that they seemed to jump out of their sockets.

"Such...sword skills..."

He tried hard to open his eyes and looked at the fierce sword skills blooming in front of him. He opened the corners of his mouth and tried hard to say something, but in the end he couldn't even make a sound.

A thick bloodstain appeared on his neck, and the next moment, his head fell directly. Before death, his body was still standing there, looking extremely ferocious, without any trace of the grace and charm of a Buddhist.

It wasn't until a while later that his body slowly landed and fell directly to the ground, colliding with the ground and making a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Holding the long knife in his hand, Chen Ming looked at the corpse slowly falling to the ground. His face was calm, and he just quietly put away the long knife, then bowed and groped towards the corpse on the ground.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When it comes to touching corpses, Chen Ming seems to be very familiar with it. In just a moment, he searched out the things on the monk in front of him.

Surprisingly, the monk in front of him didn't seem to be weak in martial arts, and he had even cultivated his internal energy. However, he was extremely poor and couldn't find anything except a little bit of silver and sundries.

"It seems to be a book."

Chen Ming turned over the corpse again without giving up, and this time he found a book from the corpse's chest.

The outside of the scroll looks yellow, but when you open it, it turns out to be a Buddhist scripture.

"You are quite poor."

This fashion was in the wild, so Chen Ming didn't care to look at it. He took away the Buddhist scriptures and the bit of silver. Looking at the monk's impoverished appearance, he shook his head and walked directly to his motorcade.

At this moment, in the previous attack, most of the carriage had been destroyed.

Looking at the broken carriage, Chen Ming simply rode his horse and rode forward with several guards around him, much faster than before.

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"Buddha has five signs of birth. There are gods and humans who are supreme, the supreme Dharma, the beginning of all transformations, and all the endless, undefiled and unborn signs, all of which are incomparable..."

In the early morning, sitting quietly in a courtyard, looking at the Buddhist scriptures in front of him, Chen Ming had a strange expression on his face: "Isn't this the Dali Buddhist scriptures?"

The so-called Dali Buddhist Sutra is a Buddhist sutra passed down from generation to generation in this world. It is said that it was revised during the period of Dali. It has been passed down for thousands of years and has already spread.

This Buddhist scripture is very famous. Even ordinary scholars have basically read it, let alone Buddhist disciples.

When he was studying in Yueshan, the Master of the Literary Academy taught this Buddhist scripture, so Chen Ming was quite familiar with this Buddhist scripture.

"Something strange..."

Looking at the Buddhist scripture in his hand, Chen Ming frowned and then continued to flip through it.

The pages of the book continued to turn, until after a while, Chen Ming was stunned: "This is..."

The first half of this Buddhist sutra is indeed the Great Sutra, but the second half is not, or not entirely.

There are many contents in this Buddhist sutra that are similar to the Darui Sutra, but there is a lot more content, and there are also many more details in some similar contents, making it not look like a pure Buddhist sutra, but rather

Like...a unique martial arts mentality.

"Martial arts..."

With this thought flashing through his mind, Chen Ming's hands trembled, and then he moved faster, flipping through the Buddhist scriptures in front of him, and did not stop until he finished flipping through the Buddhist scriptures.

"Darui Heart Sutra."

After reading the entire Buddhist scripture in one breath, Chen Ming closed his eyes, thinking deeply in his heart.

What is recorded in the Buddhist scripture in front of me is a martial arts heart method called Darui Heart Sutra, but it only has the first three levels.

However, even though it was only three levels, the sophistication of this mental technique was superior to all the martial arts that Chen Ming had seen in the past, and only the bronze statue technique that he had just acquired could rival it.

As for why the Dali Buddhist Sutra turned into martial arts, this matter is actually easy to understand.

"Perhaps in the beginning, the Darui Buddhist Sutra was a superior martial arts, but only the abridged version was circulated outside. The real martial arts in its entirety has been treasured."

Looking at the Buddhist scripture in his hand that recorded the Dharma of the Darui Heart Sutra, Chen Ming was thoughtful and then stood up.

Source power:55.25

Martial Arts: The fifth level of Linyuan Sword Technique (can be deduced), the sixth level of Hunyuan Jin (can be improved), the fourth level of Hengjue Palm (can be deduced), the third level of Jeet Kwon (can be deduced), the third level of Iron Palm

The fifth level (can be deduced), the fifth level of Qingsong Gong (can be deduced), Darui Heart Sutra (can be improved), Bronze Statue Gong (can be improved)

The familiar Source Force interface appeared in front of you again, but compared to before, there were two more martial arts on it now.

Looking at the martial arts and the remaining source power figures that appeared above, Chen Ming lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at the Darui Heart Sutra.

"promote!"
Chapter completed!