Vol 8 Chapter 1391: In the way of his own

Buddhism martial arts are all passed from Dharma's ancestors, and Tantric is no exception. Kung Fu is more than eager to see. Although the immortal imprint is somewhat mysterious, it is mixed with some Taoist thoughts, but the essence is still the same. The world's martial arts, this is the same way.
The middle-aged lama is more and more shocked. The imprint of his own death is hard work for decades, and the master who died in his own hands does not know how many. In the beginning, if it wasn’t for Ye Zhengran’s early death, he would have looked for him to try. How did the first position in the world fall on him? Now I didn’t expect that a later generation would be able to make so many moves under his own hands. Moreover, not only did he not show a little bit of a sign of the downwind, but it seemed to be more and more relaxed, which forced him to feel be surprised.
Ye Qian’s heart is actually the same with a trace of surprise. He did not think that he seems to be more and more familiar with the immortal seal of the middle-aged lama. Moreover, his mind seems to remember his moves as clear, including him. Handprints. It is exactly the same as the one just felt. Although Ye Qian did not know why this was, but at this time, he did not think so much, but there was no harm to himself.
Ye Qian also has some strange things about his strange things. If you are always entangled in these problems, it is estimated that Ye Qian is bothered to be annoyed.
Ye Qian avoided the attack of the middle-aged lama, shouted, and his hands quickly printed, and the palm of his hand snapped past. The middle-aged lama was shocked and hurriedly greeted him. "砰", the middle-aged lama rushed to play all of his own strength, and was defeated by Ye Qian’s "蹭蹭蹭" in a few steps before he stood firm. In the body, a violent and insulting destruction, the resilience of the spiral Tai Chi is quite powerful, and the destructive power is the same.
The middle-aged lama’s hurried luck, the pressure of the spiral Tai Chi, wants to force out of the body, but there is no such time. Looking at Ye Qian with horror, the middle-aged lama asked: "Who did you learn from the immortal seal?"
Slightly licking his mouth, Ye Qian said: "The first time I saw the immortal seal was from Cha Huai'an, I felt very wonderful at the time. Now it seems that it is just that. As for why I would not die, I don't understand, don't ask me. If you must tell me, it is learned from you."
Although the middle-aged lama does not believe it, the facts in front of him do not allow him to believe it. This immortal seal is his own unique skill. Even in Tantric, no one else will be apart from himself. And he only passed on Cha Huai'an alone. Ye Qian is impossible. The only possibility is that he has just learned. However, he did not believe it anyway. The immortal imprint that he had practiced for so long was actually learned by others within a few minutes. It is too difficult to believe.
"Well, it really has a little ability. If you don't kill you today, it looks like it won't work." The middle-aged lama screamed and jumped up suddenly, and the volley slammed into the leaves. With the power of inertia, the power of that punch is quite large. Rao is that Ye Qian already has the power of the Wu people, but he does not dare to pick him up easily. It is not worthwhile to take such a risk. Ye Qian does not have to deal with him hard.
The hurriedly shunned, the middle-aged lama took a shot and hit it on the ground. He only heard a loud bang, and the pavement of the asphalt road was hit by a large groove and cracked around. A large crack was opened, and the power of this palm was seen. Ye Qian took a breath of cold air. If he was just taken by this palm, it is estimated that his own life will be explained.
The middle-aged lama just landed, and with both hands, with the help of the force, he pushed forward and suddenly jumped up. The air turned over and the feet landed. Then he suddenly slammed, and suddenly the body shot toward Ye Qian. The action is just fierce, such as lightning, the offensive is very fierce, but it should not be underestimated. Ye Qian did not contact him positively. It was a wise move to hard-hitting. Now the middle-aged lama is full of momentum. He should find a way to weaken his momentum. His violent attack must not last long. When his momentum is lowered, he will attack himself again. Isn’t it better?
Tai Chi, with soft gram, unloading force, to deal with the fierce boxing of the middle-aged lama is no better. The middle-aged lama apparently did not expect that Ye Qian’s cultivation was so high, and that there was another kind of intelligent skill that quickly learned his own efforts, which made him more and more scared. If you can't attack for a long time, the momentum of the middle-aged lama will inevitably drop. If you continue this way, he is really afraid that he is not the opponent of Ye Qian.
Ye Qian saw the opportunity, shouted, and suddenly shot the past, fast and accurate. The middle-aged lama had not been able to recruit anything before, and then he couldn’t catch it. The chest of the "砰" was hit hard and suddenly, screaming and screaming. Ye Qian is still using the immortal imprint of the middle-aged lama. It is obviously more proficient than the previous one. Ye Qian does not understand why this is the reason. It is as if this immortal seal is his own effort, so casual. Just used it out.
The middle-aged lama's body fell heavily on the ground. "Wow," he spit out a large mouthful of blood, supporting him to stand up, but found himself weak. The powerful destructive power of the spiral Tai Chi, when Ye Qianyi took his palm to his chest, it instantly smashed his heart. Now, it is just a return to the light.
This matter is quite different, and the Tantric people have colluded with Boluism, which is not a simple battle between rivers and lakes. Ye Qian naturally can't let him, slowly stepping forward, Ye Qian said: "I have always respected the Buddhist disciples, but your approach has somewhat disappointed me. At home, no matter how you fight, That doesn't help, but if you collude with foreigners, it's a bit of a suspicion of selling a thief. You can't live any longer, think about it yourself."
After that, Ye Qian turned and walked toward the alley. "Wait... cough..." said the middle-aged lama. "You... can you tell me where your immortal seal is?"
Slightly shrugged, Ye Qian said: "To tell the truth, I really don't know, you have to tell me why, then you can only say that you learned from you."
The middle-aged lama was slightly stunned. Obviously, he did not believe it. However, it was estimated that Ye Qian’s appearance was that he could not ask any results. He sighed silently and couldn’t help but vomit a blood. Ye Qian glanced at him, his brow squinted a little, turned and left.
Ye Qian has his own bottom line. He can endure others to fight for his rights, because in his view, this is also a manifestation of human nature. There are not many people who are truly selfless. However, there is a basic bottom line, that is, no matter how you fight, how to fight, you can not hurt your country and hurt your own people. Of course, the state is the state, and it has little to do with those in power.
Ye Qian knows the power of the palm of his hand. Therefore, he did not manage the life and death of the middle-aged lama. He walked toward the lane and rushed to the magic gate. That palm completely smashed the heart of the middle-aged lama. If he could survive, it would be a miracle.
After going out, Ye Qian reached out and stopped a taxi to go to Yaowangshan. Ye Qian still went in from the hidden entrance and took the elevator to the top of the mountain. At the following time, the person with the magic door informed the above, so when it reached the top of the mountain and the door of the elevator opened, Dongdong had already stood at the door and waited.
Three steps in the winter and two steps forward, gave Ye Qian a big hug, so that Ye Qian was a little wrong, and looked at him awkwardly. "The last time things have been settled, and it hasn't affected any big joint effects. You can rest assured. Let's go, let's sit and talk." After the winter, I walked around Ye Qian and went inside. Another room.
Two cups of tea were soaked, and the two sat down face to face. Dong Dong said: "The last thing was very embarrassing, Miss Lin is all right now?" The hug just now is an expression of apologetic expression of Dong Dong.
"Do not entangle this problem with the Lord, and the people who hurt the soft have paid the price they deserve. This is not a matter for the Lord. Moreover, the Lord of the Lord has done a lot for the softness." Ye Qian said, "This is the way it is. I came here to find you, but I really want to discuss another thing with you."
"What do you say, as long as I can do it, I will try my best." Dong Dong said.
"I would like to ask if there is any special way for the Lord of the Tuen Mun, except for the eight-door armor, which can be upgraded in a short period of time." Ye Qian said, "I have always had some things in Skynet. If they can't let go, their people will be too high. If one day they really want to face each other with their own battle, I am afraid that our cultivation is too low and there is no ability to resist."
Wei Dong slightly stunned and said: "You should also know that any method of rapid improvement is not the best, and it is accompanied by danger, just like the eight armor. And, now I am apart from eight There is no other way to think about it outside the armor." After a pause, Dong Dong went on to say: "However, my magic door actually left a lot of secret skills, but I only concentrate on one kind of cultivation, so other I rarely look at it. I will help you find it, maybe there will be any way. However, I still want to remind you that any kind of rapid improvement is full of danger, you have to think carefully, there are At this time, Ye Qian is naturally very clear. He has personally experienced the aftereffects of the eight armor.
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