Chapter 74 Dragon Elephant Buddhist Temple

The long spear thrust straight forward, and Hui Guo's face flashed with surprise. The golden light on his pressed palm shone brightly, and the large tendons in his palm throbbed madly, as his thick and fierce internal force burst out.

An air wall pressed down!

*Boom!*

In the next moment, the air surged like the waves of a vast sea.

In an instant, the earth outside the mountain stronghold shook, and billowing smoke and dust rose.

Between the two, it was as if a Category 5 hurricane had suddenly risen, and the surrounding corpses were thrown far away.

"This man..."

Zhao Yanyan and Dongmen Ruo's expressions changed, utterly shocked.

They had not expected that a person they met on the road could actually exchange blows with the evil monk Hui Guo!

Amidst the swirling smoke and dust, the two could vaguely see that at the point of collision between the two, the ground beneath their feet was turning over inch by inch, sending countless clods of earth and rocks flying.

The two thought to themselves that even if they joined forces to face that Dragon Elephant Vajra Great Hand Seal, they would have no choice but to die if they didn't dodge!

This An Qisheng actually dared to resist it head-on?

"Eh?"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Hui Guo only felt that his surging internal force was being pierced by the long spear!

The spear, though not yet sharpened, gave him an unparalleled sense of sharpness!

He wondered if his already invulnerable horizontal training could withstand this spear. His arm flipped and pressed down, his thick fingers splaying open, pressing down, avoiding the spearhead, wanting to grasp the spear shaft!

"Hmph!"

Seeing that the spear had not completely pierced through the air wall, An Qisheng was slightly surprised, but seeing the palm gripping the spear shaft, he couldn't help but snort.

The arm holding the spear suddenly rotated.

*Buzz~*

With that one rotation, Hui Guo felt as if the long spear under his palm had transformed into a sleeping dragon that had awakened, wanting to devour someone.

The hand gripping the spear involuntarily clenched into a fist, and a heavy blow deflected the spear.

Then, the hand that had bounced high up came down from above, another palm strike.

Still the Dragon Elephant Vajra Great Hand Seal!

*Boom!*

The surging internal force instantly swept away the smoke and dust, and the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed and emptied by the violent internal force!

At this time, the disadvantage of the long spear in close combat was revealed.

Faced with the palm strike coming close, An Qisheng's deflected spear seemed unable to return no matter what.

*Whoosh!*

Beneath the raised white hair, An Qisheng's eyes were cold, and his heart was calm.

As the surging internal force rolled in, his body moved, his feet retreating half a step, and the goose egg-thick long spear retreated with the force, the spear tail striking the ground behind him.

Then, as his arm stretched forward, the unsharpened spearhead, like a raised dragon's head, tore through the air and smoke, resisting the viscous, almost substantial internal force around it.

From bottom to top, it stabbed straight towards Hui Guo's brow!

At the same time, his arm, which had been hanging by his side, suddenly raised to his brow, and as his joints crackled, it stretched open, lifting a tripod with one arm!

The speed of his reaction made Zhao Yanyan and the other two watching the battle feel their hearts surging.

Just as the two were about to collide again, the internal force emitted by Hui Guo exploded in front of them!

*Boom!*

The violent internal force exploded instantly, its power even more terrifying than a shell explosion, and the resulting sonic boom covered all the surrounding sounds.

As the rising smoke and dust fluttered down, Hui Guo had already used the impact to retreat far away. Before the smoke and dust could settle, he had returned to his original position:

"I'm not fighting anymore."

Amidst the drifting smoke and dust, the long spear hanging behind him whistled. An Qisheng looked at the little monk expressionlessly:

"You say you're not fighting, and you're not fighting?"

He said so, but he didn't make another move.

The little monk's internal force was unbelievably strong, even far exceeding Kong San, who had absorbed the internal force of many people. After two collisions, he hadn't gained any advantage.

Hui Guo blinked his eyes, his face innocent:

"We have no grievances or hatred, why should we fight?"

"No grievances or hatred?"

An Qisheng's eyelids twitched, and he tightened his grip on the long spear in his palm.

Step, waist, forward!

Sweeping across ten zhang, the long spear probed out, like a battlefield warrior riding a tall horse, condescendingly trying to stab a small soldier blocking the road to death:

"Are you playing with me?!"

No grievances or hatred, yet you attacked me?

After fighting, you say there are no grievances or hatred?

What a joke!

*Ooooo~*

The violent friction between the air and the cold iron spear produced a sound of death!

The person moved with the spear, the spear borrowed the person's momentum,

Under the unity of man and spear, in an instant, the long spear had already approached Hui Guo.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore."

Hui Guo shook his head repeatedly.

As the long spear thrust straight forward, his body didn't even dodge. Not only that, but before the long spear reached his body, his burly body seemed to be like a deflated ball.

He instantly changed back to his previous thin and weak appearance.

*Buzz~*

The cold light stopped three inches before his brow.

Before the spear arrived, the sharp air had already pierced Hui Guo's brow, and a drop of bright red blood flowed from his brow.

Making him look even more eerie.

"Little monk, what do you want?"

An Qisheng looked indifferent, looking at the little monk as if he were looking at a psychopath.

"Killing is a great taboo in my Buddhist sect. Although this monk occasionally breaks the rules, it is for a reason. Benefactor An has no grievances or hatred with this monk, so this monk is unwilling to fight."

Hui Guo put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, earnestly and seriously.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll stab you to death with one spear?"

An Qisheng's expression was a little strange. He didn't know how the monk's brain was wired.

"No, I won't."

Hui Guo shook his head: "With no grievances or hatred, how could Benefactor An kill this monk?"

An Qisheng remained unmoved, the long spear still pointed at his brow:

"Then why did you attack me before?"

Hui Guo hesitated:

"This matter is a long story..."

The long spear trembled, An Qisheng pressed:

"Then tell it slowly."

"What this monk means is, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Hui Guo reached out and gently pressed the tip of the spear. The cold iron spear was now slightly hot. After several thrusts, the originally unsharpened long spear had actually been sharpened.

*Whoosh~*

An Qisheng put away the long spear and suddenly smiled:

"Little monk, you're quite interesting."

He had vaguely guessed that the little monk's sudden attack on him must have been to test whether he had learned the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture.

After one exchange, he realized that he had not practiced this skill, so he stopped.

"You two, are you done fighting?"

At this time, Dongmen Ruo cautiously spoke.

Zhao Yanyan stood silently, looking at An Qisheng with a very surprised expression.

In her perception, the internal force of this spear-wielding man was not strong, at least not to the point of condensing the seeds of true qi, but she didn't expect that he could actually fight Hui Guo without falling behind.

It should be known that although the Dragon Elephant Law Temple had declined, the martial arts it inherited were also the best in the world, and there were few opponents of the same rank.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore."

Hui Guo shook his head.

The previously solemn atmosphere had dissipated just like that.

Dongmen Ruo felt a little strange in her heart, but she quickly relieved herself.

Hui Guo was known as an evil monk rather than a demon monk, precisely because he was just eccentric and not a demonic being.

If his actions fell into the demonic path, the Dragon Elephant Law Temple, with only two people, would not be able to protect him at all.

He would have long been slain by a group of chivalrous men and demons.

How could he be allowed to walk openly in Dafeng?

As dusk fell, outside the mountain stronghold under the afterglow, the few people casually found a clean place to sit down.

An Qisheng's tone was unkind:

"Little monk, you can talk now, right?"

"Alas."

Hui Guo sighed: "This matter is a long story..."

An Qisheng's temples throbbed:

"Then make a long story short!"

"This has to start from the inheritance of my Dragon Elephant Law Temple."

The little monk Hui Guo sighed again:

"Seven hundred years ago, my Dragon Elephant Law Temple was once glorious for a time. Later, it encountered a spirit-seizing demon and almost lost its inheritance. In this monk's opinion, it would have been better to lose it.

"However, the founder of this monk's lineage was expelled from the sect, but he still couldn't forget it. After that, he took up the inheritance of the Dragon Elephant Law Temple alone... After several encounters, the founder knew that he was no match for the spirit-seizing demon, so he sought help from the Great Yu Spear Master at the time..."

"I don't know why, but the Great Yu Spear Master was actually moved by him and killed the spirit-seizing demon, but the spirit-seizing demonic art was passed down..."

Hui Guo calmly narrated the events of seven hundred years ago, his expression extremely calm.

In his narration, the few people gradually learned the reason why Hui Guo attacked An Qisheng to test him.

"This relic is left by that founder..."

Hui Guo spread out his palm, revealing a scarlet relic:

"This relic was originally black. Once it encounters a successor of the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture, it will emit a red light... This is also the reason why this monk attacked Benefactor to test him."

"Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture..."

Zhao Yanyan and Dongmen Ruo's eyes immediately became wary as they looked at An Qisheng.

Although they had not heard of this matter, they also knew from Hui Guo's mouth that this martial art was very strange and terrifying. Not only could it absorb the power of others, but it could even be reborn through possession.

"Benefactor An is not a successor of the Spirit-Seizing Scripture. His internal force is pure and without any impurities. It is definitely not absorbed from others."

Hui Guo squeezed the scarlet relic, somewhat puzzled:

"Perhaps, this relic is too old..."

An Qisheng was silent.

The little monk was indeed not wrong, but he had indeed practiced the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture, but he had not seized the internal force of others.

He was just a little surprised.

A relic left seven hundred years ago could still function after seven hundred years. That old monk's realm must have reached an incredible level.

And the Spirit-Seizing Lord, whom such a person could not defeat, was easily killed by the Great Yu Spear Master.

What kind of realm is the Heavenly Human Realm?

"This monk's donkey is gone. I still need to buy one. Goodbye, benefactors."

Hui Guo patted the non-existent dust on his monk's robe, got up and stepped into the night that had completely fallen, wearing his straw sandals:

"In this bandit's nest, this monk only took half a tael to buy a donkey. The rest is for Benefactor An..."

As the words drifted.

The figure had already disappeared.

"This little monk..."

An Qisheng stroked the cold spear shaft, sighing inwardly:

"I can only look for another opportunity..."

Originally, he wanted to use this identity to display the Spirit-Seizing Demonic Art to divert the attention of the Six Doors, but meeting such a little monk had foiled his plan.

If he had shown the skills of the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture before, then Hui Guo would have been in a never-ending battle with him at this time...

"Brother An..."

Dongmen Ruo was about to speak.

An Qisheng's eyes suddenly narrowed. Under the scarlet moonlight, a person was approaching.