Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 62
"Master, you can see the red-clothed lamas all over the mountains? Can you also know that hundreds of monks in Shaolin are preparing to fight against the enemy with martial arts? The surrounding area of ​​Shaoshi Mountain is not stable now." Chen Mo looked at the bitter face of Zen Master Yulin and smiled.

"Hey, they are going to war over one person. Don't they know that Xing Chi has escaped into Buddhism and has no connection with the world anymore?" Yulin said with a compassionate but somewhat rigid face.

"Secularity and Buddhism are too simple for the master. Without the secularity, there is no Buddhism. No matter how far a person escapes, he cannot be separated from the secular world. What's more, the old prince was once the king of a country. Even if he was burdened with things, It's something that even the Buddha couldn't save." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Then what should we do?" Cheng Guang asked in a low voice.

"I'm going to see Master Xingchi. I've been ordered to do some things. Maybe he will need to settle the matter in the end," Chen Mo said.

"Go in, he's facing the wall inside." Yulin and Chengguang stepped aside to open the temple door and said.

Chen Mo walked into the small temple, and behind the altar table in the small temple was a tall and ugly statue with curly hair. After thinking about it, it was the Patriarch Bodhidharma from Asan Kingdom. Looking at his skinny appearance on the statue, Chen Mo didn't understand Why his martial arts are so high.

Shunzhi turned his back to the outside and faced a wall, gently turning a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and a string of sutras in his mouth, which seemed very pious. However, Chen Mo could see that Shunzhi's face was gloomy and his breathing was uneven. I was still very confused.

"Chen Mo has met Master Xing Chi, the emperor will be here soon, I hope the emperor can see him." Chen Mo walked forward and said in a low voice behind Shunzhi.

Shunzhi paused for a moment, Chen Mo sneered secretly, what a monk is just a poor man trapped by love, but a poor man must have something to hate, the Tartars invaded the Central Plains, Shunzhi, although young, inherited the Tartars' respect Due to the brutal rule of the people in the Central Plains, Chen Mo didn't care about the so-called kindness of the other party at this time.

If you can become a Buddha by laying down the butcher knife, then Buddhism is a place for the evil to wash away their sins. What about the thousands of people who have suffered and died because of these people? Do you hope for the illusory salvation to wait for the happiness in the next life? ?

Chen Mo has never believed in happiness in the afterlife. In this life, there will be revenge and revenge. What's more, he has now entered an era when Chinese people were bullied for the mission of Wujiemen. In addition to missions, he is also trying to subvert this era, so that he can May take his own woman.

"It's useless to see him again, why bother seeing him again?" Shunzhi said with a sad expression as he looked up at the wall.

"You have to see him to know whether he is useful or not. What's more, he is your son. The so-called flesh and blood can't be cut off just by becoming a monk. If that is the case, it is not called a monk. It is called ruthless." Chen Mo stared at Shunzhi's light. The yo-yo head said.

"When will he arrive?" Shunzhi asked, twirling the beads in his hand again.

"Our vanguard has arrived, and the emperor should arrive in two days. At that time, he will come to see the old emperor with Shaolin imperial edict." Chen Mo said in a low voice.

"Then what about those people outside?" Shunzhi turned his head to look at the young but murderous Chen Mo and asked.

Chen Mo said with a cold look:
"The lama in red outside colluded with Wu Sangui's subordinates. As for the motive, I think the old emperor should know. Although he can't coerce the emperor to command the princes, the old emperor's role in the emperor is still very obvious."

Shunzhi kept fiddling with the beads in his hand, his face even more tangled and painful. He closed his eyes and stopped talking to Chen Mo. Facing the white wall, his breathing became more and more messy.

Chen Mo walked out of the small temple, and Yulin who heard Chen Mo talking with Shunzhi sighed and walked into the small temple. Cheng Guang, who was in charge of guarding outside, smiled wryly and said:
"This time the disciples of Bodhidharma Hall and Arhat Hall are all here, but there are so many red-clothed lamas outside, we are hard to deal with."

"There is no need to worry about the number of the opponent, but the opponent also has masters, I wonder if the master has masters here to guard against?" Chen Mo found a stone pier from the side and sat down and asked in a low voice.

Chengguang nodded and shouted to an old monk on the side whose eyes were dull but his hands were constantly making moves:
"Junior Brother Chengguan, come here to see Benefactor Chen."

Cheng Guan, Chen Mo looked at the old monk in surprise. If the old monk hadn't been rigid and stubborn, he would have learned the most martial arts skills in the world. Cheng Guang smiled wryly and said:
"This junior is a martial idiot, he rarely cares about other things except martial arts, I hope Master Chen will forgive me."

Chen Mo's eyes flickered for a moment, and he waved his hand to let Cheng Guang arrange things around him, but he walked up to Cheng Guan and quietly watched his hands changing moves, muttering in his mouth how to use power for these moves Angle formula.

Chen Mo is easy to learn now, because even in this world, his martial arts can only be at the middle level. If he can improve martial arts such as supernatural powers and turning clouds and raining hands to the master level, then even if his martial arts are poor in this world Can be regarded as a master.

As Cheng Guan flipped his palm, Chen Mo continued to follow his movements. Because Cheng Guan was only thinking about martial arts, he didn't pay attention to Chen Mo's blatant stealing, and Cheng Guang saw it from a distance. Chen Mo's movements, but he thinks that no one has explained Shaolin martial arts in detail and people will not steal them like this.

A set of palms was continuously sent back and forth from Chen Mo's hands several times. Gradually, Chen Mo had already understood the movement method of this set of palms. His eyes also began to appear blank like Cheng Guan, but his hands gave out a wave. The voice was driven by a dull energy.

Cheng Guan, who was awakened by Chen Mo's clapping, suddenly saw him palming, he stood up in a daze and said:

"Hey, the little benefactor's Prajna palm is good? Come, come, I will have a few tricks with you."

Cheng Guan moved as soon as he said it, and he also used the same palm technique as Chen Mo and began to attack. Chen Mo was in a state of emptiness in the realm of martial arts enlightenment. The palm technique caused the wind to rise up and fight with Cheng Guan.

Cheng Guan dismantled it with Chen Mo, but explained in his mouth habitually:
"Prajna palm was originally created by Bodhidharma. This kung fu is famous for its strength. It is the best of Shaolin palms. Only this kung fu hurts the enemy without internal strength. Although it is a Shaolin unique skill, it is difficult to practice it to great success. ;
At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the god monk Gangxiang fused the inner strength with the Prajna Palm to create the Shaolin Vajra Prajna Palm. Since then, this palm technique has been cultivated both inside and outside. Hard but soft can enter the state of perfection. "

(End of this chapter)