The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 127
"Then you haven't peeked at my Shaolin School's "Maha Finger Jue" either? That day when my junior brother Xuanzang passed by the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, didn't you happen to steal this fingering technique and were about to sneak out of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion?"

Hearing this, Po Luoxing shook his head again and again.

"I only brought out the "Maha Monk's Law" from the Sutra Pavilion, which was brought by the eminent monks from the Central Plains when they went to Tianzhu to ask for scriptures."

"I don't know what precepts I have violated by borrowing this book?"

Seeing that Po Luo Xing pushed the matter away completely, Xuan Ci frowned slightly, sometimes the other party had no way to do it.

With the sound of a gust of wind, a figure flashed past Xuan Ci, aimed at Po Luo Xing's back, and punched him.

The incident happened suddenly, Po Luoxing's palms overlapped, and a layer of palm strength formed a real energy barrier, blocking the attack of the figure.

Seeing this, a group of old monks and young monks spoke and applauded.

"Good palm!"

In a moment, the Shaolin monk who made the attack turned his palm into a fist and attacked the back of Po Luoxing's neck.

At this moment, Bo Luoxing subconsciously pointed out a finger, pointing to the Houhuo acupoint on that palm, if the opponent didn't change his moves, his palm would be abolished immediately.

"Good fingering."

Seeing that his sneak attack was blocked, the middle-aged monk threw seven punches in a row, attacking every part of Po Luoxing's body, there was no way to avoid it.

In desperation, Bo Luoxing could only throw seven punches in a row, blocking this person's moves one by one.

However, after Po Luoxing blocked these moves, his face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged monk bowed to Xuanci and the mountain master.

"Amitabha, I beg you to forgive me for being rude."

Xuanci smiled and chanted the eleven rites, but the people on Shenshan gave a cold snort, feeling that this matter is rather troublesome.

"I also ask the four senior brothers to uphold justice and distinguish right from wrong."

After pondering for a moment, Guan Xin, one of the four old monks, coughed.

"What do you three think?"

"Shicai, the three moves used by Brother Po Luoxing are from "Prajna Palm Technique", "Maha Finger Jue" and "Great Vajra Fist Sutra" respectively."

Before the words were finished, the people on Shenshan suddenly laughed a few times, with a solemn tone.

"The Buddhist sect of China has indeed received a lot of blessings from the Buddhist kingdom of Tianzhu. Prajna Mahas are all in Sanskrit, and Vajra is a Brahma god."

"East and west are one, all laws have the same origin, and there is no difference in martial arts in the world!"

The faces of many monks in Shaolin Temple were full of anger. The martial arts used by Po Luoxing just now were clearly the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, but this person was twisted and twisted, insisting that it was Tianzhu martial arts.

"Brother's words are not bad, but these three kung fu are not the martial arts brought by Bodhidharma when he traveled east, but created by my ancestors in Shaolin Temple."

"Although both Tianzhu and the Central Plains have martial arts, the way of exerting internal energy is completely different. You are all masters of martial arts, and it shouldn't be up to the old monk to speak in person."

The four old monks pondered for a while, and asked the person on the mountain.

"Since that's the case, what's your brother's opinion?"

The person on Shenshan smiled slightly, and said something that surprised everyone.

"What Abbot Shaolin said has some truth, but in the eyes of my Buddha, Tianzhu and Central Plains are all illusory, and the views of sects are a bit too much."

"When the little monk and brother Zhe Luoxing mentioned the Central Plains martial arts in the past, they also mentioned the tricks of these three exercises."

At that moment, after the people on Mount Shenshan explained the mystery of Prajna Palm to Zhe Luoxing and Xuanci, Zhe Luoxing nodded repeatedly, but Xuanci's face flashed yellow.

Among the crowd, Xu Zhu lowered his eyes, knowing that this person is very talented, he can see through the true meaning of Prajna Palm in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that Xuanci is about to fall into the trap, Xu Zhu secretly channeled his internal energy and reminded Xuanci through sound transmission.

'Father, since the other party understands the true meaning of these three martial arts, then you will know the difference by competing with the other party. '

Hearing these words suddenly, Xuan Ci was taken aback for a moment, then he looked down at more than a thousand monks, knowing that this sound transmission method must not be used by first-class masters.

But Xu Zhu is only 24 years old so far, how could he use such advanced secret techniques.

If you are in a hurry, you can't take care of so much.

Xuan Ci turned his gaze, and landed on Xuan Sheng who had made the move earlier.

"Amitabha, Brother Xuansheng, since Senior Brother Zhe Luoxing is good at these three martial arts, then it's up to you to learn the tricks of these three martial arts."

Hearing Abbot Xuanci's words, Zhe Luoxing's expression became extremely embarrassed, and the corner of the mouth of the person on Mount Shenshan twitched.

"There are about 360 kinds of martial arts in Tianzhu. Although the monks know a little bit, they can't specialize in every one."

"Is there someone who is proficient in all the 72 special skills in your temple? If the little monk arbitrarily designates three special skills, can the senior master use them all?"

Xuanci was stunned again, the opposite was true, in the Shaolin Temple, the one who practiced up to 72 unique skills was an old monk from the previous generation, and he was only able to cultivate 13 skills.

For a moment, Xuanci also encountered difficulties and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the person on Shenshan coughed twice, and was about to speak out his long-planned plan, when a clear voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Eminent monks from Tianzhu and great virtuous men from China, it is really a grand event for Buddhism to gather here to discuss martial arts."

"I don't know if this little monk has the fate to be an uninvited guest and listen to the opinions of the eminent monks and great virtues?"

Among the crowd, Xu Zhu frowned, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable color.

Isn't this clear and clear laughter, this familiar tone, the Tubo national teacher who was mistreated by Murong Bo, the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi?
Xuanci was stunned for a moment, and then replied with luck and inner strength.

"Since you are fellow Buddhists, it is natural that you are most welcome. The two juniors, Xuan Ming and Xuan Chun, are going out to welcome the distinguished guests."

The two had just answered, and the voice was already approaching the door.

"It is absolutely unbelievable to welcome you. Today, I am very happy to meet all the eminent monks and great virtues."

At the entrance of the main hall, a majestic figure of a precious figure appeared and bowed slightly to all the old monks present.

"Jumozhi, a mountain monk from the Tubo Kingdom, see the abbot of Shaolin, all fellows."

When Xuanci heard the identity of this person, he quickly bowed in return.

"It turns out that King Dalunming, the national teacher of the Tubo Kingdom, was in person. Today, there are many 'lucky things'. Even the eminent monks of the Tubo Kingdom have come to our temple. It is just a matter of distinguishing right from wrong for this temple. Please."

A group of novice monks arranged seats for Jiumozhi, whether it was intentional or unintentional, it happened to be arranged above the people on the mountain, which made the people on the mountain quite unhappy.

After being humble for a while, Jiumozhi sat on the main seat and spoke slowly to everyone.

"The abbot asked the little monk to uphold justice for your monastery, to distinguish right from wrong, so the little monk would never dare."

"It's just that, what the two eminent monks said just now, I feel quite wrong, especially when talking about martial arts, there is a big mistake."

(End of this chapter)