Dominating Martial Arts: Starting with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique

Taisu Mountain, Pingyang City.

If you don't pay attention to the surging crowds and noisy sounds, you will just think that this is a lively and prosperous secular city.

Only after taking a closer look will you be surprised to see the difference.

This surging flow of people is basically a warrior cultivator with a high level of cultivation!

And those hawking in the city are all immortal treasures!

Taisu Mountain is a treasure left over from the previous immortal civilization, and warrior monks from three mountains and five places often gather here.

After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, various forces and cities have naturally emerged on this land!

This Pingyang City is one of the medium-sized cities.

On weekdays, although there are many warriors and monks in the city, they are not like this.

The reason for this is that a few days ago, a monk's cave appeared in the area where Pingyang City is located!

There are even rumors that the owner of the monk's cave this time is not only a dharma body, but also a strong man who has entered Taoism through thunder method and practiced talisman method!

So, like a cat that smelled a fishy smell, many warrior monks who were exploring the secret treasures left behind by the Dharmakaya in Mount Taisu gathered over.

Unfortunately, due to bad luck, the cave was only open for half a day before it was closed again, leaving everyone empty-handed.

Just when he was disappointed, a piece of news spread quickly like a tornado.

It is said that Master Xuanwu of Tongtian Pavilion accidentally revealed that the formation of this cave has weakened and that the cave will reappear in half a month.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Tongtian Pavilion, among the three major immortal sects, is the most adept at formations!

Master Xuanwu, a high-level martial saint, is only half a step away from achieving the existence of the Dharmakaya!

What such a being says is naturally extremely credible!

Moreover, even if it is false, it will not have much impact on everyone.

If it is true, even if Xuanwu, the real person who leaked the news deliberately, has some conspiracy.

but.

That is the cave left behind by the powerful Dharmakaya!

What's inside is an opportunity that can change their life's destiny!

If they were timid, afraid of this or that, they would not come to Mount Taisu.

Therefore, the warrior monks were not in a hurry to leave, but chose to come to Pingyang City to rest and wait to see the next changes.

And, as time goes by, more and more warrior monks are gathering here.

This also caused a lively scene in Pingyang City, where the streets were deserted.

This day.

Qingyang Inn.

As the largest and most luxurious inn in Pingyang City, there is no shortage of guests here.

Warrior monks occupied the hall one after another. Hundreds of tables were arranged in an orderly manner, and they were also fully occupied at this moment.

Everyone was discussing the authenticity of the cave and bragging about their harvest in recent years. It was very lively.

At this moment, a young man wearing a gold-patterned mysterious robe slowly walked into the inn.

However, the aura was not strong and eye-catching, so everyone glanced at it casually and then looked away.

Taisu Mountain is a vast territory, and humans and monsters from three mountains and five places have come here, so it is not surprising that new faces appear.

The young man didn't make any noise and found a seat by himself to sit down.

The excitement in the hall continued.

Bang!

Suddenly, a black shadow was thrown into the inn, making a violent noise.

Everyone was startled and looked at the black shadow.

I saw that he was an old man with a thin body and a body covered with rags.

His body was covered with scabs and wounds, which looked very scary.

After being smashed into the inn, he immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood and looked very depressed.

But he didn't seem to notice his injury, and he was still smiling stupidly.

"It turns out to be this fool."

In the hall, everyone spoke clearly and then sat back down, as if they were used to this scene.

But there are still some people who can't bear it, sighing and whispering: "After all, he was once a genius of the human race. He was one step away from proving the existence of the Dharmakaya, but now he has ended up like this."

"Who says it isn't?"

Immediately afterwards, someone took over and continued: "The former Yaoshi Sanxing, Wang Daoyi fled to the ruins, Zhang Qiudao was willing to be a slave, but he refused to admit defeat, and fought against Qingxiao with half a step of Dharmakaya. Patriarch."

"As a result, he was beaten into a fool, his cultivation was broken up, and he was exiled in Tasu Mountain. For thousands of years, he was beaten, scolded and insulted by both humans and monsters."

"Let me tell you, it would be better to kill the ancestor of the Qingxiao Sect back then to avoid suffering so much humiliation. With his temperament back then, if he wakes up, I'm afraid he will be in extreme pain!"

"This is the intention of the ancestor of the Qingxiao Sect. Even the three most powerful geniuses of the human race are no match for him. He wants to use the fate of these three geniuses to remind the human race not to dare to have any thoughts!"

"Hush! Silence! You don't want to live anymore! There are not only humans here!"

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The innkeeper also called two waiters at this time, and was about to throw the old man out of the inn.

Snapped!

At this moment, the sound of the folding fan opening was heard.

Then, a noble-looking young man slowly walked into the inn.

For a moment, the inn instantly became quiet.

"Mr. Qiu, why do you have time to come to my little inn!"

At this time, the shopkeeper hurriedly ran forward and spoke respectfully.

The young master chuckled lightly and ignored it.

He looked at everyone in the hall with disdain. Looking at the hall full of warriors and monks, no one dared to make a sound.

Only then did he look with satisfaction at the old man sitting on the ground, his mouth full of blood but still grinning.

"Old guy, if you bother me and make me feel bad, you have to bear the consequences!"

He sneered, then waved his hand.

Suddenly, behind him were two sturdy men with tiger heads and bodies, swaying their thick tails and walking into the inn.

The auras are powerful, and they are clearly two great saints in the upper realm!

"The old man laughs so ugly! Beat him! Beat him until he can't laugh anymore!"

The young master spoke again.

So the two big men stepped forward and walked up to the old man.

The thin old man looked like a frail child in front of two tiger demon men who were nearly three meters tall.

"hey-hey!"

The silly old man looked up at the two tiger demon men and smiled honestly.

Bang!

A punch mark fell.

The old man was instantly knocked into the floor.

Immediately afterwards, the two tiger demon men kept waving their fists, beating the old man deeply into the ground.

Blood continued to flow from the old man's mouth and nose.

The smile on his face finally stopped.

"stop."

Seeing the old man looking like he was about to be beaten to death, the young man shouted casually.

The two tiger monster men stopped and stood aside to wait for the notification.

The young master stepped forward and came to the old man whose face was stained with blood, looking down haughtily.

"hey-hey."

The old man held on and giggled with difficulty.

The young master's face turned cold, and he immediately stepped on the old man's face, then crushed him hard!

"I told you to laugh! It's so ugly! Don't laugh!"

He twisted his feet and crushed it while speaking angrily.

The smell of blood in the air gradually became stronger.

Most of the warrior monks present watched indifferently, but there were also those who showed unbearable expressions. After struggling several times, they turned around and lowered their heads, no longer looking.

After counting like this, Young Master took back his foot.

The old man is still not dead.

He struggled hard to crawl out from under the ground, and at the same time, a silly smile appeared on his face again.

Young Master's eyes flashed with cold light, and then he kicked out suddenly.

Bang!

boom! !

The old man's figure was instantly kicked to where everyone was sitting in the hall, knocking over all the tables and chairs.

A warrior cultivator was affected and immediately shouted angrily: "Qiu Guangsheng! This is Pingyang City! Not the Huxiao Mountain of the Kuan family! Be careful to provoke public anger by doing this!"

When the young master heard this, the chill on his face became more and more serious.

He raised his head and looked at the person who made the sound.

It was the middle-level martial saint who had been affected by Chi Yu, and his face was full of anger at this moment.

Young Master sneered: "Human race?"

"How dare you talk to me like this, like a beast?"

"Beat me to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two tiger monster men immediately rushed into the crowd and captured the warrior who had just made an angry sound.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of punches and kicks, and painful wails were heard.

Only then did the young master look away and turned to look at the old man who was kicked away by him.

In the midst of the mess, the figure of the old man was sitting on the stool at some point.

All the warrior monks avoided that place, forming an open space.

There was only a young man wearing a mysterious robe with gold patterns, gently wiping the blood on the old man's face.

"Hey!"

A trace of ridicule suddenly appeared on the young master's face.

He immediately said in a cold voice: "I am teaching people a lesson, where did you come from to pickle things, and you dare to interfere?!"

"Now! Take the crazy old man and kneel before me! I can spare your life!"

But the young man seemed not to have heard what he said and had no reaction at all.

The coldness on the young master's face almost turned into frost, and murderous intent surged crazily in his eyes.

The two tiger monster men also returned behind him, one holding a head full of fear, and the other carrying half of the body.

The horrific and bloody scene made everyone in the inn feel a chill in their hearts.

"I'll say it one last time."

Young Master took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and spoke slowly.

"Now! Immediately! Carry it"

Uh-huh!

A breeze suddenly hit.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the young man coming in front of him.

"you"

His pupils shrank suddenly.

The young man stretched out his hand, a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and swung it down suddenly with a huge force.

Bang!

A muffled sound appeared.

Then a mist of red and white blood filled the air.

They saw that the body of the young master was still standing on the same spot, but the head on his neck was missing.

He was slapped hard and his head exploded!

For a moment, everyone in the inn seemed to have stopped thinking.

"Noisy."

Immediately afterwards, the young man's calm voice, which contained coldness, sounded in the hall.