I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 117

"Xuanci!"

"The disciple is here, please give orders to Master Uncle."

Just when Xuanci didn't know how to speak, the familiar voice in his mind appeared again, and he responded quickly.

"The origin of this Taoist is unknown, I'm afraid he came for Xiao Feng and that woman, and I don't know how many people are standing behind him, don't let him tell the truth."

"Disciple understands."

Out of trust in this voice, Xuanci immediately understood how to deal with the current matter.

"The poor monk usually neglects to discipline his disciples. Sword Master Qingping is a guest from afar. I don't know what kind of compensation do you want from Shaolin?"

The moment Xuanci spoke, no one made a sound.

Just like Xuanci's trust in the voice in his head, the disciples of Shaolin Temple also have incomparable trust in him.

However, there were not only Shaolin disciples at the scene, but also many martial arts people who came to watch the excitement.

At this time, they were all dumbfounded.

"This, is this still the Shaolin Temple I know?"

"Could it be that Shaolin Temple is really a reasonable place?"

"My uncle was converted by Shaolin Temple ten years ago, why were they so unreasonable at that time..."

"It's weird, it's really weird!"

……

Most of these words are what they said in their hearts.

What kind of place is Shaolin Temple? It can be said that some of the people in the martial arts present here are direct or indirect victims.

But now, they can't see it through.

In the past, Shaolin Temple didn't pay much attention to politeness with you. They thought you were a monster, so naturally they should stay and be converted.

If you have the ability, you can break through the formations set up by the three great monks, and some people can't even get through the eighteen bronze figures at the door...

And the latter item hinders most of the people in the martial arts world.

Therefore, whenever someone in my family is considered to be a devil, I can only pinch my nose and recognize it.

There is no way to deny it, unless they can beat so many masters in Shaolin, otherwise they can only obediently obey the rules set by them.

But today, they all feel that they have opened their eyes.

One word, cool.

Of course, at the same time, they became even more passionate about the Qingping sword in Lin Dong's hands.

Didn't you hear what he said?The Qingping Sword in his hand is a treasure!
It was bestowed by Taoist Tongtian!
"Shaolin Temple is really a reasonable place, and the poor will not make it difficult for you, just take dozens of Shaolin stunts as compensation."

Lin Dong's proud face changed, and he said something casually.

That expression, that performance, as if he wanted the unique skill of Shaolin Temple, but gave them a great deal of face.

Swish swish!
The eyes of people in the martial arts landed on Xuanci one after another.

They really wanted to see the abbot take the lead in the charge if he disagreed with him, and then identify the Qingping sword master as the devil.

At that time, they will come out to save the field.

And when my elders came, I discussed with Shaolin Temple with other comrades, and finally took the Qingping Sword, and walked to the pinnacle of life from then on...

"The Taoist priest was joking."

"There are only 72 unique skills in Shaolin Temple, most of which are close to being lost, and there are not many left."

"Lost?"

Lin Dong's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously: "Could it be said that it is difficult to learn? That's good, because Pindao's talent is extremely high, no matter what martial arts, just look at it. No matter what cheats, as long as one You can learn it."

"The priest is joking again."

Xuanci smiled, and persuaded earnestly: "Most of the unique skills of this temple have been lost, because in order to learn unique skills, one must first learn the Buddhist teachings of this temple.

Of course, if the Taoist priest is really interested, the poor monk can give the Taoist priest two volumes to read first. "

Oh my god!
How can you be such a Shaolin?
Master Abbot, have you been kidnapped?If so, please blink!

The martial arts practitioners present were stunned, and they all looked dumbfounded.

As I said before, Shaolin Temple never speaks of reason, or only speaks of what they believe to be the reason. As for whether the reason is correct or not, they don't care anyway.

It's just so crazy and cool!

However, no one has been able to raise objections, or most of the people who raised objections are finished.

But what about now?
Harmony makes money, I stretch out my hand without slapping smiling faces, I am a great temple in Shaolin, since I am wrong, how can I be reluctant to give up a few books of unique skills...

The martial arts practitioners present suspected that they were dreaming for a while, and began to pinch their skins one after another, wanting to wake up quickly.

But in the end, none of these actions had any effect, because everything that happened right now was true.

"That's right, that's okay, just read a few poor books, and take it as compensation from your Shaolin Temple."

"Oh, right."

At the end of Lin Dong's speech, he suddenly turned his head and said to those sluggish martial artists: "In this way, all fellow Jianghu present here must see this, and they should also promote the magnanimity of Shaolin Temple while walking in the Jianghu from now on, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"The Daoist's words are justified."

"Shaolin is a huge temple with comprehensive etiquette, we should help promote it."

"As expected of the century-old peak Shaolin Temple, this way of acting is extremely magnanimous!"

The martial arts people showed professional smirks one after another, and responded modestly.

The disciples of Shaolin Temple, including the head seat, the elders and even the abbot Xuanci, all twitched at the corners of their eyes.

However, after Lin Dong got the advantage, not only did he not restrain himself, he even sighed: "Hey, it was such a small thing, but it turned into what it is now, it's really..."

"Forget it, this matter has been exposed, and Pindao will stay here to watch Shaolin's unique skills for a few days, and then meet his fellow martial arts practitioners to interrogate Xiao Feng."

While talking, he nodded again, as if he had found a very good solution, and said to his back: "What do you guys think?"

Xuanci couldn't listen anymore, and hurriedly said: "Master Daoist, please tell me in the backyard, there are many people here, if the secrets of the world are revealed, I'm afraid it will not be beautiful."

"Hehehe, the Taoist priest's words are reasonable, and the abbot's words are extremely."

"We want to see it too... Cough cough cough, why are you covering my mouth?"

"The Taoist priest and the abbot go, I'll just wait outside."

Another series of fake smiles.

"Okay, the poor Taoist will follow the abbot to the backyard to have a talk."

Facing many Shaolin disciples with angry eyes, Lin Dong seemed to turn a blind eye, and followed Xuanci directly into the depths of Shaolin Temple.

Behind him, there are countless pairs of complicated gazes. If you observe carefully, you may be able to see some admiration, admiration, and ninety-ninety percent greed.

Most of the greedy eyes were on Qingping Sword.

Without him, Lin Dong was too young, and he himself had deliberately shown that all his strength came from the Qingping Sword, so they really believed it.

Even many Shaolin masters believed it, except for those who had "hints" like Xuan Ci, there were hardly many people who didn't believe it.

After all, Lin Dong just took a deep breath and coughed.

If the acting skills are too high, it is easy for people to take it as real.

(End of this chapter)