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Chapter 182: Dingzhu Subduing Demons Supreme Magic (Everyone has a good time on National Day)

On the other hand, Xiang Yang, who had escaped the disaster because of his outstanding potential, was still walking around like a headless fly, but for a long time, he didn't feel the palpitations just now, so he felt relieved.

He found a breakfast stall and ordered small congee and side dishes to eat. Xiang Yang sank his mind into his mind and received two side tasks that he completed last night.

Kill Zhang Wei, obtained a thirty-six-style dragon claw hand, killed Dong Crook, and exposed a set of supreme magical skills for the Dingzhu subduing demons, and two 72 Shaolin skills, which made Xiang Yang feel that he had a lot of connection with Buddhism.

The Yanling Knife was placed on the table, Xiang Yang held a spoon in his hand and drank rice porridge bite by bit, but his eyes were empty and unconscious, and he completely focused on these two martial arts.

Thirty-six styles of dragon claw hands are fierce and fierce, and the claw skills are dragon-shaped. The tricks are not exquisite, but they are combined with the use of internal skills and have amazing lethality. They are a cruel and domineering claw technique. They often tear the muscles and veins, and they can cut the stomach and dig the heart. They do not see any thoughts of compassion in Buddhist martial arts.

Although the dragon claw hand is powerful, it is still above the golden palm, Xiang Yang has no time to practice for the time being. Even if he practices, the effect will not be very high in a short period of time. Therefore, he skips it and shifts the focus to the supreme magical power of the Dingzhu Subduing Demon.

The name of this martial arts is quite domineering, but it is just a technique similar to driving a hidden weapon.

The internal energy is poured into the bead-like objects and thrown out. When it touches the target, the internal energy will explode like thunder. A portion of the internal energy will use five points of force, which is extremely powerful.

This is the main theme of this martial arts. If you want to continue practicing, you must comprehend the mysterious formation, understand the seven hidden weapon techniques, and the subtle routes of the internal energy operation. Only in this way can the enemy be difficult to escape and can only take it by taking it.

"This magical art of destruction and subduing devil is easy to get started and learn quickly. The only requirement is to have a deep internal strength so that the power of this martial art can be exerted."

Xiang Yang's cheeks swelled and swallowed the rice porridge. His hands were a little hot. He felt a lot of danger just now, which really scared him. With this martial arts, no matter whether he was keeping people or blocking the enemy in the future, he would not have any means.

When he asked the young stall owner of the breakfast stall where there was a place to sell Buddhist beads, Xiang Yang took a few copper plates and turned around and walked towards the inner street.

This is a shop that sells Buddha statues, Buddha incense, Buddha niches, rosary, wooden fish and other things that can be used to practice Buddhahood.

The shop is not big, but it is extremely clean, and the layout is full of Zen everywhere. As soon as you walk in, you will write the word Buddha on the wall, and lit a Buddha fragrance as thick as an arm on one side, which will raise the clear heart and condense the air, making people feel calm and steady.

The shop owner is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He has a long robe, holding a scroll of Buddhist scriptures and sitting on a large chair to read it. His eyebrows and eyes are gentle and his temperament is as jade, giving people a great impression.

"The donor is polite, Taiheju is a small shop. You can take a look at what you want. Let me tell me if you want."

When he saw the customer coming, the shop owner actually said to Xiang Yang as if he hadn't seen him. He kept burying his head and reading the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, chanting in his mouth.

"He is a wonderful person. He does not have the vulgar and stinking spirit of merchants, but is as clear as the full moon in the sky, which is interesting."

Xiang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the shop owner's white hands, his fingers were long and his breathing was regular. He sat there, as if a big Buddha was still alive. He knew that this person not only had martial arts skills, but also a master.

As for how high his martial arts are, he can't tell, and he doesn't have a combat power tester, so he can tell how many tens of thousands of combat power is at a glance.

Xiang Yang came here to buy Buddhist beads. No matter how the shop owner was, he suddenly realized that practicing Buddhism was not a simple matter.

A small jade Buddha, which is seven inches tall, is directly priced at 300 taels, and a string of agate made. The Buddhist beads that the master of Baiyu Temple had opened were 500 taels, and a string of Buddhist beads polished by deep sea clam beads. The strings of zeros marked behind were directly skipped by Xiang Yang.

Just kidding, he bought Buddhist beads for fighting and practicing martial arts. In other words, these Buddhist beads were used to destroy them.

A string of five hundred taels is not a fight, or a martial arts practice, but a burning money.

Besides, he is neither a rich player nor a wordless book nor a krypton gold system. There is no need to do those fancy ones.

"Ahem, the shopkeeper, are there any cheaper things? The kind of ordinary Buddhist beads produced by energy? It's okay to have wood."

Generally speaking, Buddhist beads are tough in material and are detonated with true energy. Although it is extremely difficult, the beads are fragmented after detonation, and their power is greater, and the power of the wooden beads is much smaller.

But now, although Xiang Yang is poor and has a wealthy family, he is not rich. He can't afford to use too expensive ones, so he can make up the numbers with cheap ones. After all, this martial arts focuses on true luck.

"Why, what you are practicing Buddhism is sincere. The wooden beads are made rough and simple. How can you take them out? Let's take a look."

Middle-aged man didn't raise his head and didn't turn his face. He smiled and knew that his store was expensive and rare, but there were some mid-level prices.

Xiang Yang couldn't say that he was stingy, so he could only smile and replied with a Zen meaning.

"The shopkeeper also said that cultivating Buddha is cultivating the mind. As long as the heart is sincere, it doesn't matter whether the Buddhist bead is precious or not."

These words made Wen Runan interested in middle-aged man. He put down the Buddhist scriptures and wanted to ask about Buddhist principles. After he glanced at Xiang Yang from beginning to end, he frowned slightly and shook his head and said,

"I thought some layman came here. He turned out to be a gangster and a lot of murderous aura. He took the beads and left quickly to avoid ruining the peace in my shop. There are three strings of old wooden Buddhist beads under the corner of the east wall, and I will give them to you."

Xiang Yang was said, but he was not angry. He nodded, found three strings of Buddhist beads, weighed them, and the weight was very light. He thanked the middle-aged man, and then turned around and left.

Middle-aged man shook his head and was about to continue studying, but suddenly he remembered the name Xiang Yang reported when he just thanked him.

"Xiang Yang? Why is it so familiar? Where did you hear it? Oh, I thought of it. It was the little constable Yuanbao said before. Judging from his temperament, appearance and weapons, it is quite similar to Yuanbao's description."

The middle-aged man frowned. Isn’t this person from the Qingjiang Prefecture Sect now? Why did he come to Hezhang County and buy Buddhist beads? Could it be that Yuanbao asked him to come?

The thoughts come together, like waves in the mirror lake, which made middle-aged people think about it well. After thinking about it, I didn’t think of it. Then I refocused the Buddhist scriptures.

Xiang Yang took three strings of wooden beads and found a quiet place in the county town where no one was allowed to try the power.

I didn't have much thought about that middle-aged man. I just met by chance. When I got three strings of beads, I might never have a chance to meet again in this life.

"According to the magical power of the Dingzhu Demon Subduing Demons, the highest level of exercising this martial art is to shoot out 108 Buddhist beads at the same time, which means seeking the 18 Samadhi of Righteousness and eliminating 108 kinds of troubles, and its power is immeasurable.

In addition, there are fifty-four, forty-two, thirty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-one, eighteen, and fourteen, which correspond to the number of Buddhist beads.”

The three strings of light brown old wooden Buddhist beads in Xiang Yang's hand are only fourteen, representing Guanyin's fourteen fearlessness. When chanting the Buddha's name when twitching, it can eliminate all distracting thoughts and purify the mind.
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