The spiritual battle in the realm of consciousness is just beginning. (.) Fu Nanda used the secret yoga technique and suddenly kicked a strange kick. Seeing that the Dantian Qihai that was about to kick the Henan King, Yang Zhao suddenly turned around and moved half an inch away with the power of reverse rotation. The so-called slight difference is a thousand miles away. It is just that the power on the Tianzhu monk's legs was exhausted, and he only kicked in the air. Then, Yang Zhao poked out his right hand like lightning, held Fu Nanda's calf tightly, rushed forward with the momentum, and punched hard at the opponent's door.

The counterattack came faster and more strangely. He could no longer move and avoid it. He snorted coldly and hit him with a palm to attack. He fought with his fists and palms. With the sound of "Peng~", the explosion waves burst out, which shocked the two of them backwards. The Crazy Monk of India took advantage of the momentum to turn over somersaults and land calmly. Just as he was about to re-assemble the offensive, he suddenly realized that the strong wind was savage behind him. The "Thunder God's Speed" was so fast that no one in the world could do it. Only in this moment, Yang Zhao had already flashed around the enemy, and the "Vajra Removal" punched hard, hitting Fu Nantu's vest!

The authentic Vajra has a strong strength, and no matter how deep Fu Nanda's cultivation is, it will never be easy to bear. If he is really hit, then there is no need to continue the battle of this spiritual battle and can be announced to be over early. In an instant, the crazy monk in India turned pale and didn't care about any master's posture. He did not think about it and performed the secret yoga technique for the second time. His whole body bent his waist like dried shrimps, and his knees were bent against his chest and hugged his knees with his hands, but his head was stuffed between his legs, forming an extremely strange big meat ball. He finally escaped this deadly punch. Then, the big meat ball rolled "gudu~" between Yang Zhao's crotch, expanded his limbs, supported his arms, and kicked his left and right feet into the sky, and grabbed the little prince's chin.

The attack was fast and strange. Yang Zhao sneered, "Hey, I'm not bad, Fan? Look at me breaking you!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly put away his feet and sat cross-legged in the air. His hands were slapped forward, and the difference between paper made Funanda's attack completely fail. However, although his lower body could not sit upright, his upper body turned back like a broken spine. His hands were like a steel knife and a giant axe, and as if the attack hammer was attacking the back of the Crazy Monk in an impossible manner.

The move of the Henan King was definitely not unexpected to Fu Nantuo. He had no way to dodge and resist in a hurry. With the muffled sound of "Peng~", he was ruthless. The inverted posture of supporting the ground with his arms could no longer be maintained, and he couldn't help but roll out on the ground. He was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that he suddenly rebounded and returned to his original position. Yang Zhao was like a bamboo that was pulled hard by someone, and he returned to his normal position. He sat cross-legged on his knees and slowly landed on the ground, laughing and said, "Master Fu, how is my King's Brahma Buer? If there is anything wrong, please give me some advice."

Yang Zhao's strange move just now was the real Brahmin master. This set of martial arts originated from the ancient Brahminism is the secret of the true Pure Land Buddhism. On that day, the King of Shu Yang Xiu raised an army to rebel, and the little prince led his army to quell the rebellion. Before leaving, Mahaye taught the Brahmin Dharma with all his heart. Although Yang Zhao had another encounter, he did not spend too much effort and time to study it, but his tricks were already familiar with it. At this time, his cultivation had already improved leaps and bounds compared to that day, and the level of the time was no longer comparable. Therefore, although he had not practiced hard, this series of strange movements that seemed to violate the structure of the human body was like eating and drinking water. It was natural. His proficiency was even more impeccable even if Funanta, a yoga master who had been immersed in it for decades.

Experts fight, especially those who reach the level of Yang Zhao and Fu Nanda, when both sides fight, the final success and defeat of the enemy is often just a trivial flaw revealed by each other inadvertently. Fu Nanda's spiritual cultivation is indeed unfathomable, but the tactical strategies formulated with his secret yoga technique can not only make the enemy feel powerful and difficult to use, but also the depressed and helpless feeling of Bai Hua's strength can also effectively weaken the enemy's fighting spirit and fighting spirit. In addition to effectively weakening the enemy's fighting spirit, the surprise weapon stands out, creates flaws on the enemy out of nothing, and then launches a fatal blow.

But now, Yang Zhao has shown that he is not inferior to Fu Nanda, or even more advanced in his yoga secret technique. This is undoubtedly the spear of his son and the shield of his son, which makes the Indian monk feel that his trump card is also in his hands. Naturally, he feels frustrated and frustrated. If this continues, the outcome of defeat will definitely be inevitable.

After all, Fu Nandao's cultivation is profound and he is not so easily defeated. In the blink of an eye, he has abandoned his distracting thoughts and re-entered the state of unity with Brahma. He did not move his shoulders and feet did not raise his feet. The mad monk in the Indian suddenly bounced up and stood firm, with one palm up straight in his chest, making a gesture of inquiry. He said loudly: "I am Brahma, you are him; you are Brahma, I am him. Brahma is me, I am him, he is Brahma. Like a spider sprouting silk, like a small spark jumping out of fire, like a shadow from me. If the King of Henan can understand the mystery, you can know what the true Brahma is like. And what you have learned now is nothing but the fur. Just as the Chinese saying goes, how can you tell me the trick? Take my monk again."

He said that he wanted Yang Zhao to take action, but in fact, Fu Nanda did not really attack. As soon as he finished speaking, all his movements disappeared, and he was nailed firmly to the ground like a nail, but his body kept swaying. It seemed that he was about to move forward, but he wanted to fall back and forth, which was extremely strange. Such a move made people feel a strange feeling in his heart. In Yang Zhao's sense, he realized that the other party had become an inseparable force with Brahma. If he attacked him again, he would wait to challenge the entire secret Brahma.

However, if Funanda and Brahma are inseparable, then Yang Zhao also lives with the six gods who have already left the scope of the control of destiny. He whispered softly, slapped his palms and Tianxin immediately appeared in his chest. The mad monk in the Indian who was confident that he could sense everything and control everything immediately realized that the King of Henan had completely disappeared from his spiritual sense. The energy that had locked the other party firmly fell completely.

Fu Nanda was originally relying on this aura that locked the opponent, and constantly putting pressure on the enemy, to make the King of Henan feel that he could not fight against Brahma no matter what, and even his fighting spirit and momentum were greatly weakened, so he naturally had a sure victory. The situation was roughly strife with the two, and both sides pushed forward with all their strength. However, this failure meant that Yang Zhao retreated without any possibility. If Fu Nanda could not hold back his strength in time, he would immediately expose a fatal flaw.

In an instant, Fu Nanda's mind was shocked. If the posture of the wind and swaying willows disappeared completely, and a strange look appeared between his eyebrows. Without thinking, he screamed, turned over somersaults and retreated sharply. At this moment, the crazy monk in Tianzhu really felt the terror of the King of Henan, and realized that he had no way to defeat it in this sea of ​​consciousness. It was very unwise to continue entanglement. Taking advantage of the state of union with Brahma, he made a quick decision, condensed all his mental power at one point, and blasted out into the void.

The sound of "Gream~~" collapsed and broken, and at the same time came from Yang Zhao and Fu Nanda's hearts. Both of them shook slightly, and the strange light in their eyes was converging. Their consciousness had withdrawn from the realm of doubt, realizing the sea of ​​consciousness and returning to reality. Yang Zhao was calm and composed, his palms were combined, and his posture was no different from the realm of thought, but there was no Tianxin appearing in his chest. It was just because he could already relax the Tianxin. The Tianxin came when he wanted to come, and he went when he wanted to go, but it was not like Fu.

Nanda must be assisted with the secret yoga technique to combine with Brahma. Once this combination is destroyed, the backlash that the Crazy Monk in the Indians themselves is also extremely powerful. Compared to the little prince's standing like a mountain, he could not even stand still. "Dingdengdengdengdengdengdeng~" and retreated five steps backwards. Although his expression was still as usual, the dark red that suddenly surged up and had not been gone for a long time had completely betrayed his true situation.

Instant thoughts, the fastest one in the world is thought. Therefore, even if everything is extremely real, the spiritual battle in the realm of consciousness is extremely real, but in the "pass of time", it is completely different from reality. The two of them fought each other for so long in the realm of consciousness, but in fact, from the eyes of the third party, it was only half a moment. They only knew that the King of Henan sent off Queen Dugu and others, and then turned around and looked at each other with Funanda. Immediately afterwards, Funanda staggered back, and a look of shock and hatred appeared between his eyebrows, and he didn't know why.

Any behavior in the realm of consciousness is truly reflected in the real body due to the sympathy of qi. Fu Nanda was broken by Yang Zhao and his state of being combined with Brahma. The breath in his chest surging, the true qi was disordered, and he was so sad that he couldn't describe his words. His throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to spray blood. But he knew that his mouth would be greatly reduced when he spurted out the blood. As one of them grew and the other became more unfavorable to him. Therefore, he forced the mouth of blood, then took a deep breath, and quickly calmed down the blood. He said in a condensed voice: "King of Henan..."

"The true spirit god takes vitality as the quality, life as the body, light as the body, emptiness as the nature, and Brahma as the origin. It spreads all over the world and penetrates everything. Its small parts are like rice and millet, and its large places are larger than the sky, larger than emptiness, and larger than all things. But in terms of nature, there is nothing different, because Brahma and I are not two. Therefore, the thought before death is the most critical. If you can return Brahma to oneness and see the true self, it will be the greatest blessing for practitioners."

Before Fu Nandao could speak, Yang Zhao had already whispered a long and noisy Buddha's name, then raised his energy and chanted this passage slowly. After a pause, he said: "The essence is the foundation of the body. The fighting between the two essences is called the god, the soul is called the soul, and the essence is in and out, and the mind is called the Tao. Therefore, we know that the interaction between heaven and man is the response of yin and yang. If heaven and man are united, it is inseparable. Fu Nandao, what do you think?"

Funanda was from India, with a dark skin. He suffered internal injuries and a dark red color appeared on his face. However, when Yang Zhao recited it at first, his tall and thin body as thin as a bamboo pole shook violently again, and his face turned pale again, almost no one was able to say. He opened his eyes incredibly and shouted: "You...you...this is...this is...this is...this is the practice method I have worked hard to study. I have never told anyone how did you know?"

The former is the most core and essential secret of the Dharma in Funanda Bang and I. The latter comes from the Wordless True Sutra. Although the two have different paths and are the same, in comparison, the mind method of the Wordless True Sutra is naturally more profound and mysterious. This is equivalent to a person spending his whole life studying and studying, but suddenly it appears that not only has someone studied this subject to an extremely thorough level, but he has also mastered a higher level of profound knowledge. His lifelong efforts have turned out to be useless, and the heavy blow in his heart is truly beyond words.

Yang Zhao understood the mind method of the wordless scripture, and recited it casually, so he was naturally not embarrassed at all. Why could he recite the mind method of the Brahma and I the Untwo Great Dharma? It was naturally because he opened the golden finger of the "Time Traveler". Human memory is the most wonderful thing. Strictly speaking, everyone is born with the ability to remember everything from the past, but because of acquired reasons, they cannot use this ability well. However, Yang Zhao entered the realm of consciousness, and his memory was countless times stronger than in reality. Suddenly he thought that he had read this passage, so he recited it casually, and it turned out to be very effective.

At this moment, seeing Fu Nandao being hit hard and shaking, the little prince couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart. He sneered disdainfully and said coldly: "What is the great thing about Fan and I Buer? Only frogs like you, will regard it as treasures, hang them all day long, and preach to others everywhere. How shallow and ridiculous?"
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