Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 452: You are not professional in trying to show off.

"Are you coming for me?"

Xiao Ran was stunned. The distance between him and the meditation room was at least a hundred meters, and he had deliberately concealed his figure and aura. How did the other party discover him?
But he didn't have time to think about it. He took out a long sword from the space and chopped it towards the Zen stick.

There was a loud bang.

Xiao Ran obviously underestimated the power of the Zen staff. Suddenly, a huge force came from the blade, which was so powerful that it was even greater than his own strength of fifty points.

"Is this a monk?? This is clearly a strongman?"

Xiao Ran complained in his mind, but then he had a plan in mind. He shook his wrist to bend the sword to relieve the force.

However, he did not expect that the force was so great that the sword in his hand instantly exploded into countless pieces.

All of the shattered blades hit Xiao Ran at once.

For others, this would probably result in serious injury if not death.

But Xiao Ran relied on the protection of the dragon soft armor on his body, so the broken blades did not hurt him at all.

Instead, the shattered long sword slowed down the attack of the Zen stick, and Xiao Ran immediately grabbed the Zen stick with his backhand.

Since you destroyed my sword, take this staff as compensation.

Xiao Ran's wishful thinking went smoothly, but when his palm touched the Zen staff, he felt that the staff was incredibly heavy, and a Buddhist Vajra roar came from the staff.

"Bold!!"

In a trance, Xiao Ran seemed to see a furious Vajra appear out of thin air in front of his eyes, with eyes wide open and a solemn appearance. The surging power of Vajra burst out from his Zen staff like a rushing river.

However, facing the power of the Vajra, Xiao Ran felt a chill in his heart. Instead of letting go, he held it tighter, silently reciting the [Great Freedom Mara Prajna Sutra]

"Thus have I heard, seeing the nature is empty, neither attachment nor delusion, neither evil nor good, neither demon nor Buddha, the true nature of the clear vision will not fall into hell, nor be stained by the kalpa of emptiness, Namo Amitabha, Paramita..."

As Xiao Ran silently recited scriptures in his heart, the Vajra power on the Zen stick was like mud in the sea, unable to shake Xiao Ran at all.

"No matter how majestic your Buddhist teachings are, I will remain true to myself."

Xiao Ran smiled contemptuously. This Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra was like the nemesis of Buddhism. Although it was not some overbearing magic, it had the ability to break any Buddhist teachings.

I had already experienced this last time, when I was forced by the Locust God to dive deep underground and debate with many Buddhist scriptures.

Holding the Zen stick in his hand, Xiao Ran looked back at the Zen room: "Monk, you can't litter here."

After saying this, he picked up his Zen stick, turned around and ran.

"This guy is so bold!!"

Zou Zicheng, who was still kneeling on the ground, realized at this moment that the distinguished guest the master was talking about was not himself.

This person is so bold that he dared to break into Xiangguo Temple at night and now even took away Master Lingfa's Zen staff? ?
"No, are thieves nowadays so blatant?"

While Zou Zicheng was still in a daze, an unhappy and cold voice came from the Zen room:

"Since the donor is here, why should he leave?"

As he spoke, the door of the Zen room in front of him was suddenly pushed open, and an old monk in white rushed out from inside. His figure was like lightning, and he chased straight towards Xiao Ran.

The old monk was incredibly fast and caught up with Xiao Ran in a flash.

The old monk has a kind face, but his eyes reveal a kind of majesty and an arrogant aura.

Seeing Xiao Ran carrying his nine-ring Zen staff, the old monk's eyes showed a hint of anger.

Without saying anything, he raised his hand and slapped Xiao Ran. The golden light on his palm was dazzling.

Xiao Ran turned sideways and quickly dodged.

The huge golden palm smashed the stone pillar beside it into pieces.

Good guy.

If this slap hits your body, it won't just be covered with bruises, but will probably be covered with patches all over the body.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran couldn't stop cursing, "Bald donkey, they say monks are compassionate, but you are too cruel."

The old monk behind him heard this and snorted coldly: "You have unique skills, you are not ordinary. This slap from this poor monk can't hurt you at all."

"It's wrong to hurt the flowers and plants. What if there are ants or bugs under them? Wouldn't you be breaking the precept of killing?"

Xiao Ran chattered incessantly, and his pace suddenly increased a lot, but in a flash he had distanced himself from the old monk.

The old monk's face darkened, and he couldn't help but feel terrified in his heart. Xiao Ran's speed was too fast. He had cultivated the supernatural power of the Daxiangguo Temple, and could travel a thousand miles in an instant.

It's already the best lightness skill in the world. No one below God can be faster than him.

But Xiao Ran was faster. The old monk stared at Xiao Ran for a long time but couldn't figure out what kind of light skill the other party was using.

I just felt that the other party's footwork was extremely fast, and with every step he took, it felt like a gust of divine wind was pushing him forward.

It would be more appropriate to say that this guy is flying rather than walking.

This unique skill reminded the old monk of a supernatural power in Buddhism, the power of divine feet, which is somewhat similar.

Considering that the other party could ignore the Vajra power in his Zen staff, the old monk couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart.

He immediately attacked harder and harder, opening and closing his palms, continuously emitting large golden handprints towards Xiao Ran.

But Xiao Ran was just like a damn mosquito, moving left and right. Although he looked embarrassed, he was always just a little bit short.

Suddenly, the surrounding Zen rooms rumbled and bricks and tiles flew everywhere.

Xiao Ran even had time to turn around and sarcastically said, "You bald ass, you littered before and now you're demolishing the house. If you were to be the abbot, I'm afraid this temple would be ruined enough."

The old monk had a gloomy face and said nothing, but his attacks became more and more swift.

At the same time, the Ullambana Festival has already begun in front.

Behind the pond in the distance, a young man was standing with a sword in his hand, and everyone was staring at him intently.

As the young man waved the sword in his hand, a breeze suddenly blew around him.

As the breeze blew, the lotus leaves that had long since withered in the lotus pond suddenly came back to life, and flower buds began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What a great swordsmanship!" Everyone watching around applauded.

"Songshan Sect, Qiu Shaoling, the Youth B Ranking is here again, and his reputation is well-deserved."

"Last time he was ranked second, this time he's probably aiming for first place."

Everyone was whispering to each other. It was rumored early this morning that Qiu Shaoling would meet friends with a sword at the Ullambana Festival. Everyone rushed over and was in for a feast for the eyes.

But some people think that Qiu Shaoling's actions are too high-profile and just for the sake of attracting attention.

There are many people who dislike him, but this is normal as Qiu Shaoling's personality is just that flamboyant.

Otherwise, twelve years ago, when he was only in his teens, he dared to take part in the sword competition and was ranked on the B list.

This shows that he has this kind of character.

But he does have the capital to show off.

Even Gao Yuting was surprised by his swordsmanship.

"You have mastered the mystical arts so quickly?"

The sword technique is profound. In a moment of thought, it is like a profound technique. One's own Tao is transformed into a technique. The deeper the Tao, the stronger the technique.

Gao Yuting herself was stuck at this step. It was only recently that she vaguely felt that there were signs of loosening and breakthrough. Unexpectedly, Qiu Shaoling had already broken through this level.

You know, Gao Yuting was able to make a quick breakthrough because she inherited the sword intent from Concubine Shuang.

Qiu Shaoling, on the other hand, figured it out step by step on his own.

Comparing the two, the difference is obvious.

"Excuse me, is the Green Lady Sword available?" Qiu Shaoling suddenly turned around and asked everyone.

Everyone looked around for a while.

After all, not everyone recognizes Gao Yuting.

"I'm here!"

Being called out in public, Gao Yuting couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb at this time, so she bowed and said, "Brother Qiu, what can I teach you?"

When everyone heard Gao Yuting's voice, they all looked over. After all, the matter of Hongbin Tower was still a topic of conversation among people after dinner, and it was getting more and more outrageous.

At this moment, seeing the graceful and elegant Gao Yuting, many people suddenly felt that the rumors they had heard were probably nonsense.

Qiu Shaoling looked Gao Yuting up and down, then bowed and said, "I heard that you are a disciple of Shuang Fei. I am not talented, but I have a poem to give to you."

After saying this, without waiting for Gao Yuting to speak, Qiu Shaoling raised the long sword in his hand, his figure changed, and he walked beside the pond, dancing the long sword in his hand, chanting:

"Recalling the people in the snow, for whom did the willows and cattails turn green? When the sword is raised, all things become colorful, and it is said that the white snow cannot hide the spring."

When the poem came out, everyone was shocked.

At first glance, this poem seems to be a tribute to Concubine Shuang, but at the end of the poem, he is secretly suggesting that his swordsmanship will surpass Concubine Shuang's.

"Isn't this a provocation?"

"Hey, now it's good. If Qingnv Sword loses this time in the sword competition, it will be really embarrassing."

Everyone was whispering to each other, this was clearly a declaration of war.

Gao Yuting's face turned slightly cold, knowing that Qiu Shaoling was deliberately using her as a stepping stone.

Just as he was about to say something, the second in command behind him suddenly raised his head.

Suddenly, a dark figure in night clothes flew down from the temple behind.

In his hand he held a golden Zen staff.

A sharp-eyed person can tell at a glance that this Zen staff is the Nine Dragon Golden Staff, the most precious treasure of Daxiangguo Temple, and a treasure bestowed by the current emperor.

The man's figure flashed and landed on the lotus pond, then he turned around and glanced at Qiu Shaoling.

He also heard the poem just now, otherwise he wouldn't have changed direction on purpose.

Looking at Qiu Shaoling who looked surprised, Xiao Ran rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are not professional at all for trying to show off."

The contemptuous look startled Qiu Shaoling, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Immediately afterwards, the great Zen Master Lingfa followed.

As he raised his hand, a huge handprint shining with golden light came down.

With a sound of “Bang!!”

The lotus pond exploded, and countless water flowers, weeds, and mud splashed all around.

Xiao Ran took only one step and rushed to the roof of the corridor like a ghost in full view of everyone, and then jumped out of the Daxiangguo Temple.

"Don't leave!!"

Seeing that the little thief was about to escape with his staff, Master Lingfa became anxious and rushed out after him without caring whether he had hurt anyone else by mistake.

As the two of them left one after the other, everyone was stunned for a long time.

Unexpectedly, someone was so bold as to break into the Daxiangguo Temple and steal the Nine Dragon Golden Staff.

He even rushed out of Xiangguo Temple right under the nose of the great Zen Master Lingfa.

When they came to their senses, everyone was furious and chased outside.

After all, this melon is much more interesting than watching Qiu Shaoling showing off himself.

Everyone chased out of Xiangguo Temple to eat melons. But no one noticed that Qiu Shaoling was standing beside the lotus pond with a messy face. Not only was his whole body soaked by the cold water of the lotus pond, but his body was also covered with mud and weeds.

He watched as the anger that he had finally built up was completely destroyed.

Qiu Shaoling looked at the direction where Xiao Ran fled with shocked eyes and cursed: "Thief, I will never forgive you!!"

(End of this chapter)