Not Good at Magic Techniques

Chapter 251 Not Good at Magical Techniques

As the monks were about to step forward, Monk Mingxin said hurriedly, "Wait a minute, fellow monks. Let me exorcise the demon and kill this evildoer!"

Before the monks could say anything, Monk Mingxin had already rushed forward, winked at Qin Mu, and whispered: "When you and I fight, exchange a few more moves, and then you admit defeat. Since you have already admitted defeat, they will be embarrassed to beat you to death. Also, don't use magic, otherwise they will be furious again."

"The young monk has a good heart. He is much better than the old monk Jingming."

Qin Mu's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Let's exchange some ideas."

Monk Mingxin took action immediately, using the Eight Styles of Thunder Sound. He went to the East China Sea alone with the spring thunder. As his body moved, thunder roared, like a surging river rushing into the sea and the sudden spring thunder!

When this move was performed, there was already a miraculous vision. The vital energy in front and behind Monk Mingxin turned into a surging river. Towering mountains could be vaguely seen, and the river rushed down from the mountains, as if it came from the sky and crashed into the sea.

When the Eight Styles of Leiyin are performed to this level, they are almost indistinguishable from magical powers. The Tathagata Mahayana Sutra of the Great Leiyin Temple is indeed worthy of its reputation!

Qin Mu also performed the Eight Styles of Thunder Sound, which was also majestic, with mountains, rivers, and the sea sounding like spring thunder. With a thunderous explosion, the muscles of the two men trembled, and the tendons were like tiny dragons drilling in and out under the skin, pushing their strength to the extreme, which drew cheers from the monks!

"Mingxin, kill this devil!"

An old monk who was skinny and thin shouted, "This devil actually practiced the skills of my Great Leiyin Temple. This is blasphemy against the Buddha. Kill him!"

Qin Mu changed his moves and transformed into a Thousand-Armed Buddha. In an instant, he launched countless attacks. His palms turned into afterimages, as if he had a thousand arms. Every time he moved his palms, a thundering sound erupted, like a giant Buddha waving his thousand arms to subdue demons and monsters. The monks all changed color when they saw it.

Speaking simply from the comprehension of the Eight Leiyin Styles, Qin Mu, the devil leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, has already comprehended all the subtleties of the Eight Leiyin Styles. Just with this move of Thousand-Handed Buddha, Qin Mu's attainments have surpassed eighty to ninety percent of the monks in the temple!

The shouts of the monks became quieter, and they kept muttering in their hearts: "It seems that Mingxin's attainment in this move is not as good as his. I'm afraid he can't beat him..."

Monk Mingxin also performed the Thousand-Armed Buddha. As soon as the collision occurred, he immediately realized that his attainments were not enough. He quickly shook his body and activated the Fighting and Victory Method. His body suddenly swelled, and countless Buddhist scriptures emerged around him and surrounded his body like a huge bell. He could hear the sound of clanging.

The two thousand-armed Buddhas collided, and the difference in height was immediately apparent. Qin Mu's palm hit the big bell transformed from the Buddhist scriptures, and suddenly Buddha's light burst out from the bell wall, circle after circle.

How could Qin Mu look like a demon at this moment? He was clearly a high monk who had attained enlightenment, a young Buddha, with a blue dragon surrounding him and a solemn appearance.

The next moment, Monk Mingxin was shocked when he saw Qin Mu's palm break the bell, and his palm turned into a fist, with the fist mark imprinted on his heart.

Qin Mu's punch just happened to break the flaw in his Tathagata Mahayana Sutra. He used his fist as a seal, took advantage of the gap and went straight to the dragon's lair. This blow almost hit his fatal point!

However, Qin Mu's punch did not have much power, and he retracted it with a light touch.

The monks calmed down and said, "This demon's cultivation is not high, but his moves are exquisite."

Monk Mingxin calmed himself and fought back hastily. He saw Qin Mu's body swimming around like a dragon, with thousands of arms dancing. In an instant, countless flaws appeared in the Buddhist bell. His eyebrows, ears, eyes, back of the heart, qi sea, jade pillow and other fatal points were all sealed by Qin Mu. In the blink of an eye, he was hit by hundreds of fatal attacks!

These attacks were aimed at the flaws in his Tathagata Mahayana Sutra. Monk Mingxin was stunned, and felt like a leaky jar with fatal flaws everywhere. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

In order to remove his own flaws over the years, he took it upon himself to modify the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra. He originally thought that the flaw in his throat had been eliminated, but he did not expect that it would affect his entire body, causing him to have more and more flaws.

"This demon's cultivation is really not high!"

The monks were relieved: "He can't even break Mingxin's golden bell body protection. Even if his moves are exquisite, without powerful cultivation, he will have no killing power."

Qin Mu withdrew his hand, and Monk Mingxin came to his senses and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother! Now I know that the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra cannot be easily altered."

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "It's not that you can't change, but you lack an opponent who can make you fully exert your talents and potential. If there is a person with great intelligence and far-sightedness who can force you to constantly improve and constantly correct the flaws in your skills, then you can achieve flawlessness."

Monk Mingxin looked at him quickly, and Qin Mu shook his head again: "I can't do it. I don't have this ability. You go find Tathagata and ask him to teach you the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra directly. I am your opponent, and my improvement on you is limited."

Monk Mingxin agreed and said, "The Tathagata emphasizes karma. I don't know if there is such a thing as karma... Oops!"

His face changed drastically, and he stamped his feet and said, "This is bad! If you had lost to me, they would not have the nerve to continue beating you to death. Now that you have won me, they still want to beat you to death! What should I do?"

"Mingxin, step back."

A middle-aged monk stepped forward, his face gloomy, and scolded: "Brother Mingxin, you are too kind-hearted! This is to subdue demons and monsters, but you are holding back and not exerting your full power. Are you not taking his life but letting this demon harm the world? This is a great sin!"

Monk Mingxin opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but the monk waved his sleeves and said, "Why don't you step down and reflect on yourself?"

Monk Mingxin had no choice but to retreat, feeling extremely aggrieved: "How did I hold back? I clearly used all my strength."

The middle-aged monk looked at Qin Mu and said, "Master Qin, you are the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and I am just an unknown monk in the Tianlong Court of the Great Leiyin Temple. It doesn't count as bullying the weak, right?"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "No, it doesn't count. I am bullying the weak."

The middle-aged monk chanted a Buddhist name and said, "Master Qin, I want you to know the vastness of Buddhism. Look at the dragon pillar next to you. The dragon shape on the dragon pillar is one of the hundred dragons in my Great Leiyin Temple. I will use this dragon shape next to you to send you to paradise."

Qin Mu looked at the dragon pillar beside him. The dragon image on it was a celestial dragon, ferocious and ferocious, with its claws clasped down, as if it was subduing a demon.

The middle-aged monk suddenly moved, came over with heavy steps, and shouted: "May the master be born into a good family in the next life, and no longer be a demon!"

Boom!

As he made a move, thunder roared, and what he displayed was the Nine Dragons Controlling the Wind and Thunder, one of the Eight Styles of Thunder Sound. His vital energy transformed into a green dragon, and its shape was exactly the same as the dragon pattern on the dragon pillar next to Qin Mu!

The green dragon is galloping and thunder is rumbling, just like the Dragon King has descended to the world!

Qin Mu withdrew his gaze from the dragon pillar, and suddenly his vitality exploded. It was also the Nine Dragons Harnessing the Wind and Thunder. The two dragon shapes collided, and suddenly the sounds of dragon roars and dragon howls were heard. Ninety green dragons appeared around the two of them. They were the dragon power formed by the boxing, and there were forty-five of them on each side.

Ninety green dragons collided and roared, fighting each other. Dragon-shaped energy drilled around, wandering and fighting around the dragon pillars.

"Brother Tanxin, you have done a good job in your practice!" The monks cheered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged monk could not help but groan, feeling that Qin Mu's magic power was crushing him violently, and the dragon power in his fist was unpredictable. Qin Mu also used the dragon shape on the dragon pillar, and the dragon shape was changeable. Although Qin Mu only used one dragon shape, there were countless changes. The number of changes made him unable to defend against it, and he could not stop these changes at all.

"He has received the true teachings of my Tianlong Academy..."

Despair appeared in the eyes and forehead of the middle-aged monk. The forty-five kinds of dragon power transformed from his vital energy suddenly collapsed and disintegrated. Qin Mu's forty-five kinds of dragon power merged into one and rushed into his chest with a roar!

Qin Mu had just arrived at Tianlong Academy and had just seen the Hundred Dragons Picture, but he received the true teachings of the Hundred Dragons Picture of Tianlong Academy. This was almost impossible to do!

The middle-aged monk realized that something was wrong and immediately used the other dragon forms of the Hundred Dragons Diagram to try to break the dragon power changes of Qin Mu's punch.

His cultivation is higher than that of Monk Mingxin. He has opened the Six Harmonies Divine Treasures and has extraordinary abilities. His vital energy has transformed into a form, forming supernatural powers.

Tianlongyuan is one of the many monasteries in the Great Leiyin Temple. Most of the monks who practice in Tianlongyuan are at the Five Stars and Six Harmonies realms. There are also strong ones at the Seven Stars realm, such as the monk Xinkong who just burned himself to death.

Of course, the abbot of Tianlong Temple is very powerful, but at this moment, the abbot of Tianlong Temple, Old Monk Jingming and several other old monks were accompanying Master Ma and the blind man and could not escape.

This middle-aged monk is already considered a relatively outstanding master in Tianlong Academy, but his vitality cultivation is not superior to Qin Mu, and he is far inferior to Qin Mu in terms of dragon power changes.

"Oh no, I can't solve it..."

Monk Tanxin's face changed drastically, and his chest exploded with a bang. Forty-five kinds of dragon power burst out of his body, and forty-nine ferocious dragon heads opened their mouths wide and roared in all directions, extremely ferocious.

Blood splattered everywhere, and a lot of blood flew in all directions, landing on the faces and robes of the monks.

Qin Mu shook his head: "If you have no intention of killing me, I can still hold back and not hurt your life, but if you insist on killing me, I can't hold back."

The monks were stunned.

Suddenly a monk pointed at him and shouted angrily: "He used the magic technique to kill Brother Tan Xin! He used the magic technique!"

Qin Mu's eyes fell on him and he said slowly, "Is the Eight Thunder Sounds a magic technique? I am at the Five Lights realm, and he is at the Six Harmonies realm. I killed him with the same moves, but you don't admit that you are inferior to him and you say it is a magic technique? Tathagata, your disciple has brought shame upon you."

"You are misleading people with your lies. I am here to kill you!"

A loud shout was heard, and a yellow-robed monk rushed over with a surging vitality. It was obviously a person who had reached the peak of the Six Harmonies Realm. His skills were extremely domineering and as powerful as thunder.

Qin Mu didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and the Shaobao sword flew out. The sun was setting over the river, and the sword light burst out. The yellow-robed monk was immediately riddled with holes, and his body fell down. He said with a cold face: "This is the sunset sword technique of Yuyuan country."

A monk pounced from behind Qin Mu and was about to kill him, when suddenly a door opened behind Qin Mu. It was the Chengtian Gate.

The monk happened to rush into the gate and saw a ray of light shining in. The monk's soul was immediately sucked into the underworld and went away with the boat.

The Chengtian Gate behind Qin Mu closed, and he said coldly: "This is not a magic technique, but the Chengtian Gate of Youdu."

"Kill this devil!"

Another monk came and Qin Mu punched him: "Mayasa!"

The monk's soul was blasted out of his body and shattered in mid-air. Qin Mu shouted angrily, "This is the magic technique! Do you understand? I am not good at magic techniques at all!"

———I went to the hospital for a physical check-up today (yes, the one you guys mentioned for swine fever, foot-and-mouth disease, etc.), which delayed me some time. The second update will be a little later tonight, and will be updated at around 9:30.