Longevity, step by step to the highest

The six people from Qinglin Temple did not expect Wu Ping to say such words, and they all looked at each other.

Suddenly, Liaochen took a step forward, and the powerful aura of the late Grandmaster pressed towards Wu Ping.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor Tie came to Qinglin Temple today, which shows that he has a connection with my Buddha. Why don't you convert to my Buddha and become the free and easy Arhat, and you can learn the seventy-two unique skills."

Wu Ping felt the aura of the late Grandmaster, and the stone fell from his heart. The reason why he did not go directly to the strongest to fight in Qinglin Temple was that he was afraid of capsizing in the ditch.

Out of caution, he started from the innate, and then step by step to the Grandmaster.

In this way, he also roughly speculated and understood the strength of the people in Qinglin Temple.

If the situation is not right, he can stop at the right time and run away in advance.

Now, this situation is also within his expectations. The strength of the monks in the late Grandmaster of Qinglin Temple is just like that.

Even if he shows the realm of the middle Grandmaster, he can easily knock them all down.

Wu Ping gently soothed his conscience. He did not feel guilty when the other party said such words.

After all, he would "borrow" the 72 unique skills from the other party later.

Thinking of this, Wu Ping's face turned cold and he sneered:

"I have no interest in converting to your Buddha, but I am really interested in the 72 unique skills."

"Today I came to Qinglin Temple to borrow the 72 skills of your temple. I wonder if it is possible?"

Lechen sneered. He did not expect the other party to be so ungrateful. However, everything is about strength, so he was not annoyed.

"Donor Tie is joking. Since you don't want to, then let's see the real thing!"

As the voice fell, Lechen pointed out with one finger, which was the extremely powerful "Vajra Finger"!

Seeing this, Wu Ping's eyes became even colder.

The Vajra Finger, used by a late-stage Grandmaster, can even cripple an ordinary mid-stage Grandmaster with one blow.

Since the opponent was so ruthless at the first move, he was also merciless, mobilizing enough strength to crush the opponent and punching him.

"Puff!"

Lechen was seen being knocked away by Wu Ping's powerful punch while his finger bones were broken, and a mouthful of blood spit out directly from his lungs, and the blood was spilled three feet.

"Uncle Master!"

"Brother!"

The five people from Qinglin Temple looked at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

Surprised, worried, angry...

A mid-level Grandmaster attacked a late-level Grandmaster, and he vomited blood with one punch. They had never seen such a thing before, and it felt unreal.

Moreover, Lechen was not an ordinary late-level Grandmaster. He also practiced the strongest "Washing Marrow Sutra" among the 72 unique skills.

It removed many impurities from the body, making the body stronger than the average late-level Grandmaster, and it also had the effect of prolonging life.

Don't look at Chen's hair being completely white and his age being a hundred years old, but his body is still full of vitality.

"Ahem..."

"Everyone, stop looking, come together and suppress this demon!"

Lechen coughed up blood again and shouted loudly.

At this time, he could not care about so much. The most important thing at the moment was to kill Wu Ping.

At the moment when he was knocked away, he deeply felt the power of the opponent. He seemed to be hitting a diamond with an egg. It was too hard!

Looking at the six Qinglin Temple masters who were attacking, Wu Ping was not panicked at all.

The opponent's lineup might be able to sweep the entire Daqin martial arts world, but for him, there was no threat.

Maintaining the realm of the middle stage of the master, with full combat power, Wu Ping rushed into the six people as fast as lightning.

"Bang bang bang..."

Another six punches, directly knocking everyone away and blocking the meridians in the opponent's body.

Moreover, the strength of each punch was just right, just enough to make everyone vomit blood again.

One round, clean and neat.

The six people who fell to the ground looked back at Wu Ping, a little frightened, and looked at each other, preparing for the worst.

Seeing this, Wu Ping stopped attacking. He didn't want to mess up the plan. If the other party would rather die than surrender, and didn't give him the skills, or gave him a fake skills, that would be bad.

"Six masters, don't force me to kill you."

"My purpose is very simple. I really just want to borrow your temple's 72 unique skills for a look."

"And, I can swear to heaven that I will never pass your 72 unique skills to others."

"How?"

Looking at the huge fist hole in the bluestone under Wu Ping's feet, the six people were silent, glanced at each other, and their faces kept changing.

Finally, everyone's eyes were fixed on Jueyuan.

Jueyuan sighed in his heart: Is he destined to become the eternal sinner of Qinglin Temple?

He knew these three uncles and two brothers too well. Who would be willing to die if they had a chance to live?

Forget it, after all, I am the abbot of the modern era!

Thinking of this, Jueyuan stood up and clasped his hands together."Amitabha!"

"I, Jueyuan, have devoted my whole life to Qinglin Temple. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"I will give these 72 unique skills to Donor Tie as the abbot of Qinglin Temple!"

As Jueyuan made the decision, the other five people from Qinglin Temple temporarily calmed down, with many strange colors flashing in their eyes. They lowered their heads one after another without saying a word.

Seeing Jueyuan staring at him after he finished speaking, Wu Ping also knew what he meant and raised his right hand.

"I swear to the Heavenly Dao that if I get the real 72 unique skills of Qinglin Temple today, I will never pass them on to others in the future, otherwise I will be struck by lightning and my path will be cut off."

Seeing this, Jueyuan was completely relieved. This is a world of cultivating immortals. If you dare to swear to the Heavenly Dao, nothing will not work.

"Donor Tie, please follow me to the Sutra Pavilion."

After Jueyuan finished speaking, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took the lead and stepped out, heading towards the Sutra Pavilion of Qinglin Temple.

As for the endgame, naturally the other five people will clean it up.

Soon, under Jueyuan's guidance, Wu Ping met the guardian of the Sutra Library. He was not the legendary supreme master, but an old monk in the middle stage of the Grandmaster stage, and also Jueyuan's uncle.

After Jueyuan's explanation, Wu Ping successfully came to the Sutra Library, and he obtained all the authentic works of the 72 unique skills.

Even the strongest "Xisui Jing" was among them.

Now, with the 72 unique skills, Wu Ping can greatly enrich his martial arts, thus laying a deeper foundation for martial arts, and providing great help for the subsequent creation of his own martial arts path.

The purpose of this trip was successfully completed, and Wu Ping was a little emotional.

This Qinglin Temple has such a powerful 72 skills and so many Grandmasters, no wonder it can dominate the martial arts world.

I don't know who created these skills?

Before Wu Ping came, he also learned about the history of Qinglin Temple. It was established ten thousand years ago, but there was no record of the founder, which was really strange.

Thinking of this, Wu Ping looked at Jueyuan. With the abbot here, there was no need to ask others.

"Master Abbot, your Qinglin Temple has been passed down for ten thousand years. I wonder who founded it?"

"Amitabha!" Jueyuan replied. He was a little surprised that the other party suddenly asked this question.

"Amitabha?"

"Well! I only know a name, and I don't know anything else."

Hearing Jueyuan's words, Wu Ping kept thinking in his heart. How come he heard the four words Amitabha in both worlds?

He didn't understand, so he didn't go into it. He was just a little curious about it.

The trip to Qinglin Temple ended successfully. Next, he would study the seventy-two unique skills and go to Wuji Temple.

It is as famous as Qinglin Temple, but I don't know if it is true?