Honghuang: At the beginning, hand over the heavens to the leader of Tongtian

The relic was as precious as a panacea, and he had to be vaccinated in advance.

If Du really took Relic away, he would cry without being able to find it.

Duzhen nodded dumbfoundingly, and assured him: "Master, don't worry, for my Shaolin Daxing, there is still something about Ming Wu."

"It's so good." The abbot patted Duzhen on the shoulder, but he didn't know what he was really thinking, maybe he was thinking about what was going to happen, or he was worried about Qin Xuanduzhen.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, Duzhen pulled Qin Xuan to a remote place and said, "The abbot agrees to make a deal with you, but I need to remind you: you only have one day, if you

If I have not left Shaolin after exceeding the limit, I will also be punished, and the other is the relic..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Xuan said first: "I will deliver the relic to you when I leave the gate of the Sutra Pavilion, and then I will leave and no one will stop me!"

"Yes!" Watanabe nodded, and said, "Come with me."

As for the battle between Buddhism and Taoism in the Martial Arts Field, how could there be any result without two or three days, so neither Qin Xuan nor Duzhen were worried about missing the best scene, anyway, it was still early.

Following Monk Duzhen all the way into the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it has not decayed after thousands of years, which made Qin Xuan couldn't help but praise, "It is said that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin, monk, can you explain to me why?"

Hearing Yan Duzhen's face twitched, he replied angrily: "If you hadn't waited for the Qinhu warriors to come to fight the autumn wind from time to time, how could the joke that the martial arts in the world come out of Shaolin spread?"

It's a joke, but it's actually a truth.

There are many warriors in the world practicing the martial arts of Shaolin Temple. Those who are capable learn from them and modify them, but some people who are self-aware practice directly. As time goes by, there are widespread rumors about this.

Chapter 167 Sweeping Shaolin Temple Martial Arts

People from Qinhu covet him, how can Shaolin guard against them?

However, Qin Xuan seemed to have not heard what Monk Duzhen said, and said with a smile: "The Shaolin family has a great career, and it is impossible not to be remembered by others. Don't those small gates and small temples not have this kind of treatment."

Duzhen sneered at this, "It's still a good thing for me, Shaolin, if you say so? If that's the case, I'd rather not."

Who would be willing to pass on the cheats in their hands to the world and become a popular commodity?

If a genius appeared and had some enmity with Shaolin, wouldn't it be shooting himself in the foot!

Qin Xuan shook his head, and finally said: "Okay, I'll go in, and you can pick me up at this door in a day, and then I will give you the relic of the World Honored One!"

After finishing talking, don't look back and enter the Sutra Pavilion. The Sutra Pavilion with a height of seven floors can't help but collect Shaolin martial arts cheats, and there are still countless Buddhist classics!

"Seventy-nine seven" Qin Xuan muttered to himself in his heart: "These stupid monks in Shaolin really took advantage of me."

Not to mention the 72 hidden skills in Shaolin, there are also cheat books such as Yi Jin Jing and Iron Clothes, not to mention the possibility of Qin Xuan's long-awaited Nine Suns and so on.

In any case, it is a fact that there are many martial arts in Shaolin Temple. Even Qin Xuan didn't bother to count them. Fly into the dantian and be absorbed and fused by the mysterious diamond bracelet.

"Even ordinary pilgrims can come in on this floor, most of which are just Buddhist scriptures!" Although he didn't pay attention to the specific situation, he could guess with his feet that the real secret technique should be on the next few floors.

After casually reading a few scriptures, he found that there was nothing surprising about it. After the Vajra Bracelet was completely absorbed, he stepped onto the second floor, which took less than half a cup of tea.

If Du Zhen and those old Shaolin guys knew that Qin Xuan didn't mean to read the secret books at all, but to make a rubbing copy of their Shaolin Temple's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and then refine the essence to get rid of the dross, I wonder if it would be okay. Will be pissed off.

"According to the speed of the diamond bracelet, I can finish it in a few hours at most. It doesn't take a day, but in order to deceive people, it's better to limit it to one day."

Now that there are various Taoist sects supporting him, Shaolin will pay less attention to him, and with deliberate support, it will only become more and more successful.

While walking, he murmured: "After sweeping all the classics and secrets in Shaolin Temple, the sword moves should be more optimized by three points, and even the innate peerless masters will be able to

Can't dodge.

And the Ninth Rank Dao Kungfu will also integrate many martial arts secrets and Buddhist scriptures, and it can be further improved. It should be no problem to cultivate to the innate state, and there are no defects!

Of course, if you want to go further, unless you grab all the cheats from all the Taoist sects! "

Each sect in Qinhu sent him to order the Imperial City Secretary in his hands to collect them. No matter what method was used, the effect was not obvious. After all, the background was too poor.

"However, after sweeping all the martial arts in Shaolin Temple, after all, I can still go one step further. Even if the opportunity comes later, I finally have the hope of the legendary innate realm, the second bridge connecting heaven and earth, and breaking the shackles of acquired heaven, so that the true energy will continue to flow The ground is running." Qin Xuan has been looking forward to this legendary realm for a long time.

In the past, there were only Wujue in Qinhu who were innate masters, but after the death of Daoist Chongyang, Wujue has become Sijue, and one who is consummate after the day after tomorrow can be called the ancestor. Qiu Qianren and Quanzhen Seven Sons are the best examples.

On the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are some simple techniques of swords, guns and sticks, which can be regarded as cheats. Qin Xuan also did not forget them, and wiped them all out. abandoned.

Thinking of this, he could only guess secretly: "I don't know if there are any good things on the third level, or higher levels."

As he said that, he went to a higher level. Anyway, there were no monks watching him. At most, there were layers of monks surrounded outside the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, but there was no threat to him yet.

An hour later, Qin Xuan left the third floor with satisfaction and went to the fourth floor, "It's getting more and more interesting, the third floor actually has internal skills, and it seems that there are quite a few, although the grade should not be high. , but no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat."

Adhering to this principle, Qin Xuan continued to pace towards the fourth floor.

"Sure enough, the more powerful mental method, combined with some of Shaoli's moves, is also very powerful. It should be something that some stick monks and arhats practice." After showing a satisfied smile, he continued non-stop after the diamond bracelet was absorbed Go towards the fifth floor, or even the sixth floor.

A few hours later, when Qin Xuan came to the seventh floor, after seeing those precious cheats, he swept across without hesitation, then sat cross-legged in the room on the seventh floor and began to let his consciousness enter the diamond bracelet...

The densely packed characters appeared around him in various forms, and then under the control of his mind, he began to try to combine them, and continued to use the function of the diamond bracelet to perfect the sword move and the nine-rank dao kung fu.

Such integration and optimization is just to find the best method.

"After I break through the innate, it seems that I have to go to various Taoist schools to patronize." Although the things in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple can make him feel optimized, they are not very big, and two or three points will be good. .

But the innate realm can be expected!

Finally, the monk Duzhen who returned to the martial arts field saw that the battle between the old monk Faxiang and Lin Lingsu was still going on. Great cause of Shaolin, master uncle his body..."

No one understands that the body of the Faxiang monk is old. Even if he has been relying on magical skills to prolong his life these years, he is old when he is old, and he can delay but not reverse it.

"I don't know if that old man Lin Lingsu is about to run out of fuel?" Monk Duzhen secretly guessed that as long as he didn't make a breakthrough, his lifespan would eventually come to an end.

As a person of the same generation as Zen Master Faxiang, Lin Dahuyou is indeed as old as his uncle Duzhen Faxiang Master, and his snow-white hair is the best testimony, "After all, time is not forgiving, but such a big age is not enough. Coming out to fight for the Taoist sect, really..."

Even Duzhen himself didn't know what to say about 5.4. Maybe after seeing Qin Xuan's calculations, even the relic of the World Honored One was obtained by him. Monk Duzhen finally began to face up to this famous emperor in Qinhu.

In the martial arts arena, no one noticed that Qin Xuan disappeared inexplicably. If Si Wei hadn't told Huang Rong of Qin Xuan's whereabouts, she might have become anxious too.

The day's work quickly passed, and the fusion and optimization also completed the sword moves to be more subtle, and the ninth-grade Taoist skills were also improved by a few points.

When the sun rose, Qin Xuan, who had absorbed a wisp of purple energy and cultivated, slowly woke up from the meditation, "This feeling of being full of power is really great!"

Although there is no breakthrough, it is stronger than before.

And many old Buddhist monks have long been waiting for Qin Xuan in front of the Sutra Pavilion, and the relic is bound to be won. If they knew that the relic was just a relic, how would they feel? .

Chapter 168

Shaolin, at the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

The abbot stood side by side with all the elders of Shaolin, and Du Zhen stood next to him. The martial arts competition in the martial arts arena was not over yet, and it happened that Qin Xuan was about to come out. Because of the importance of relics, all the immortals who could come from Shaolin came.

After all, the relic of the World Honored One is extremely precious, if someone criticizes and accuses him of not respecting the World Honored One, it would be a disaster.

"Why don't you come out, the sun is about to dry your butt!" An elder frowned and said anxiously.

Waiting is the most annoying thing, even for monks.

The abbot was also anxious, but due to his status, he couldn't show it too much, so he smiled awkwardly and explained: "Maybe he is still intoxicated by the many Buddhist classics."

All the elders in Shaolin didn't believe in this explanation, they were all thinking: "How can there be such a serious person, even a peerless genius has to eat and rest, so how can this kid still be able to live without food?"

Anyway, I don't believe it!

An hour later, there was no movement in the Scripture-Depository Pavilion.

An old monk frowned and said: "That's not right, there are hundreds of Arhats from my Shaolin stationed here, he should not be able to escape 12, and there are elders not far away to watch over them, if there is any movement, they will definitely know, but now... "

There is no movement, which makes people wonder.

"Wait a little longer, after all, the time has not yet come!" The abbot couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and persuaded those old immortals who were anxious early in the morning.

Squeak!

At this time, the sound of opening the door sounded, and under the anticipation mood of all the old Shaolin monks looking forward to the stars and the moon, Qin Xuan's figure in a brocade robe quietly appeared in the crack of the door.

"Hey, everyone came to greet you so early?" Qin Xuan smiled slightly, and said to the group of Shaolin monks: "It's really an honor!"

All the monks: "..."

After a while of silence, they all cursed secretly in their hearts: Please hello, if it wasn't for the relic of the World Honored One, I wouldn't have come to wait so early in the morning.

The old monks didn't open their mouths, so Duzhen could only ask with an embarrassed smile: "Master Qin, the one-day deadline has come, I don't know if the relic can be..."

He didn't finish the follow-up words, but Qin Xuan understood, and couldn't help teasing, "Why, does the monk want to get the relic so much, just tell me, don't be embarrassed,

.Hearing Yan Duzhen's face changed drastically, if he was left in the hearts of the abbot and the elders, he would also want to get the relic, and the matter might be difficult.

So he hurriedly added: "My lord is joking, I wonder if my lord can deliver the relic for the deal we reached before?"

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately expressed their expectations.

World-Honored One's relic, if it is practiced with the Buddha's teachings, it can make those who are consummated after birth break into the innate, and those who are innate can break into a higher level. It can be called the supreme magic pill.

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, and immediately said: "Okay, I see you are so anxious, take it!"

As he spoke, he highlighted the relic in front of everyone's eyes, and suddenly there was a lot of swallowing, and then he saw Qin Xuan throwing the relic to Du Zhen, and he swaggered after everyone's eyes were attracted away.

There was already a lot of looting in front of the Sutra Pavilion, Du Zhen had to hand over the relics to the abbot, and then retreated.

Shaolin, on the martial arts arena.

After a day of fighting, the two who had never rested seemed to have reached the extreme, and finally the two fought together.

No one from Buddhism or Taoism in the arena spoke, staring at Fa Xiang and Lin Lingsu. Smart people knew that the victory or defeat was about to happen, and they didn't want to miss this best moment, so they all stopped to watch.

"Who will win with one and a half moves?"

Many people have such a question in their minds. Faxiang and Lin Lingsu are about the same age and have similar strengths. It's really hard to say who will win.

boom!

Soon, the place where the two palms met suddenly exploded and spread in all directions. Many people were affected and fell to the ground one after another, severely injured by the shock.

The two people who were fighting also fell to the ground slowly. Fa Xiang's mouth dripped with blood, obviously injured. Lin Lingsu on the other side closed his eyes and fell heavily, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.A generation of legends, just like this, don't know life and death.

"He lost!" Watanabe said indifferently to the Taoists and those from Qinhu. Compared with Fa Xiang, who was only injured, he naturally won.

All the people in Qinhu frowned, this result was obviously not what they expected, their faces couldn't help being bitter, and they all secretly said: "It seems that there is no way to prevent Shaolin from reopening the mountain gate." I thought that relying on Lin Lingsu's ability could stop a Second, no one knows that it can't be stopped.

They all want to compete if they can.

On the side, Zhang Laodao of Tianshi Dao was embarrassed, and said coldly: "Let's go, let's count your Shaolin chess master move today, and you will never back down when you fight for my Dao sect in the future!"

"Everyone, slow down and don't send it off!"

Duzhen smiled slightly, and finally succeeded. Shaolin will reopen the temple gate soon, and it will have a bright future.

The Taoist families and all the Qinhu sects snorted coldly, left a few harsh words and left in a hurry, not daring to stay for a long time, for fear of being beaten and killed by the monks of Shaolin Temple as evil sects.

After most of the people left, the old monk Fa Xiang was slowly helped up, but at this time he rolled his old eyes and passed out.

"Master Uncle..."

Many monks shouted, but the old monk acted as if he didn't hear it, and never woke up again. A generation of Zen masters and monks passed away, contributing the last drop of blood and strength to Shaolin.

"It turns out that both sides are hurting, and no one is afraid that they won't get any benefits!" As soon as they walked out of the mountain gate, they turned their heads and looked at the Faxiang, and then fell down. Only then did they understand why Du Zhen wanted to urge everyone to go down the mountain, but he was actually afraid that the reopening of the mountain gate would fail.

"It's a pity, what a godly monk died like this." I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Qin Xuan didn't know if Lin Lingsu was dead or not, but the old monk Faxiang must have died.

After a day and night of fighting, even the consumption was exhausted.

The Taoist sect failed and lost its believers. With the power of 797 Taoist sects scattered all over the world, it may be difficult to resist the Shaolin family. In order to reopen the temple gate, Shaolin lost an old monk who was beyond the innate scope. I don't know if this is a good deal.

Anyway, in his opinion, it is not cost-effective, the death of the old monk is equivalent to the loss of one of Shaolin's Dinghai Shenzhen needles, and if things go on like this, it will be enough to decline.

After this dispute, no one got any benefit except Qin Xuan.

The Faxiang passed away, the whole Shaolin was filled with great compassion, and Duzhen was in a trance. The master and uncle left like this, and he couldn't help muttering: "He did it for the sake of Shaolin's century-old cause.

The one who fought against Lin Lingsu, and persisted until the end. "

In other words, he might not be able to think that he did a good job, he is a person who is willing to devote himself to Shaolin.

"Master Abbot, and all the elders, Master Fa Xiang died for my Shaolin, why not bury him respectfully?" Du Zhen suddenly suggested.

Monks are basically buried lightly, digging a pit and burying them in a good coffin is basically such a custom, but the Prime Minister died for the great prosperity of Shaolin, so he proposed to bury him generously, to show that Shaolin is not a ruthless and ungrateful person .

The abbot glanced at all the elders, and seeing no one objected, he muttered: "But, I will leave this matter to my nephew, you can make up your own mind."

Wave your hands and simply don't care about this shit, it's more important to study relics.

At the same time, on a hilltop in the Huainan area, a group of golden men were ready to go, waiting for the passing Qinhu people to avenge their previous revenge! .

Chapter 169 The king is waiting for them

Huainan boundary, on top of a mountain.

A golden man in a golden brocade robe stood on the top of the mountain and looked away. He couldn't help but murmured: "Although Hong Lie understands, it is difficult to restore this declining Qinshan. A few months ago, a large number of people from Qinhu entered Dadu and caused a huge tragedy. The king was displeased and angry, so he brought you here to attack and avenge that day!"

A golden man behind him reported: "Your Majesty, those people have all gone to Songshan Shaolin. According to our information, Shaolin has already won, and the gate of the mountain has been successfully reopened!"