Heroes of the Plane Cultivation System

Chapter 35 Jiumozhi's Kung Fu Show
"It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Seeing that Wu Yazi and the other three were walking towards him with smiles, Lu Wuchen muttered prayers in his mouth, then bit the bullet and walked quickly to salute the three of them respectfully.

"Oh, little Luzi, it's really you! Grandma just thought she was old and blind, and she saw the wrong person." Regarding Lu Wuchen's salute, the Tianshan child grandma beside Wu Yazi turned a blind eye and said with a smile. , the coldness in that tone made Lu Wuchen tremble.

Lu Wuchen bit the bullet, bowed again and again, and said with a wry smile: "Grandma, don't make fun of you when you are old, little Luzi knows you are wrong! Your boss has a lot, so please spare me."

Seeing Lu Wuchen's embarrassing face, Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui couldn't help laughing, then Wu Yazi twirled his beard and smiled: "Senior sister, don't joke with Lu boy, look at his frightened face It's all white."

The Tianshan Child Elder never objected to Wu Yazi's words, and said softly, "Listen to you, Junior Brother." After speaking, she turned to Lu Wuchen and said, "Xiao Luzi, I will let you go this time. If there is a next time, grandma won't let you go so easily."

"No, no more." Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Lu Wuchen nodded in response, and immediately started chatting with the three of Wu Yazi.

After some conversation, Lu Wuchen also knew what happened after he disappeared.It turned out that after Lu Wuchen left Lingjiu Palace, the three of Wu Yazi also went down the mountain to look for Li Qingluo's mother and daughter at Mantuo Villa.Maybe it was God's arrangement, after they arrived at Mantuo Mountain Villa, they found that Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu had returned, and Duan Yu was also there, so of course he followed them cheekily.

After the three of Wu Yazi revealed their identities to Mrs. Wang, a family reunion drama was staged. Wang Yuyan was also very pleasantly surprised. She didn't expect that her grandparents were still alive. For Wang Yuyan's granddaughter, the three of Wu Yazi liked her very much. Very much.As for Murong Fu, maybe Lu Wuchen was quite successful in "stimulating dissension", maybe he didn't want his granddaughter's happiness to be mixed with color, and the three of them thought he was not pleasing to the eye, so they gave Murong Fu a choice at the moment. Pick one.

For Wu Yazi and the other three's making things difficult, Murong Fu felt very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do, he understood the principle of elders, not to mention these three elders are peerless masters, so he couldn't tolerate him thinking otherwise.After thinking for a while, Murong Fu closed his eyes and gave his own answer, and this answer made Wang Yuyan heartbroken, because the cousin she had always admired chose Jiangshan!
The so-called, some families are happy and some are sad, compared to Murong Fu's frustration, Duan Yu can be said to be proud.For Wang Yuyan's heartbreak, Duan Yu really cared, and with the trials of Wu Yazi and the other three, he finally embraced the beauty, which made him happy for several days and couldn't find her.

After a while, Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, led all his teachers and brothers out of the mountain gate, looked at the heroes of the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name, and said loudly: "Amitabha, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes gather together! Shishan, this old man is being polite."

"Master, you are polite!" Everyone responded to Abbot Xuanci's salute one by one.

Just when Abbot Xuanci was exchanging greetings with everyone, Jiumozhi put his palms together, uttered the Buddha's name, and walked forward, which made Lu Wuchen at the side feel that Jiumozhi was going to punish some kind of moth again, as expected, just listened Najiumozhi stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, I have heard that Shaolin Temple's 72 unique skills are famous all over the world, and I am very envious, but I don't know how many senior monks in Shaolin Temple know these 72 unique skills?"

"Amitabha, I am ashamed. The 72 unique skills of our school are extensive and profound. Except for Patriarch Bodhidharma, no one can master all 72 unique skills." Xuanci clasped his palms together and said calmly: "It's just that I heard the meaning of the national teacher. Someone is proficient in the 72 unique skills of this school, who is this great hero?"

"The words "big hero" are really shameless." Jiumozhi smiled slightly.

"Could it be that the national teacher is talking about himself?" Xuan Ci changed his expression.

Jiumozhi nodded and folded his palms together, with a solemn expression, he said, "Exactly."

As soon as these two words came out, all the people at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain changed their expressions, thinking: "This person is talking so hot, if he comes to this point, is he crazy?" One must know that Shaolin 72's unique skills are famous all over the world, and it has never been heard that someone is proficient in them all. Moreover, the practice method of each stunt is different. When manpower is limited, wanting to be proficient in 72 stunts is tantamount to nonsense.

Before Xuanci could speak, Xuanhe beside him secretly sneered in his heart, without any respect on his face, he said: "The national teacher is not from my Shaolin sect, the Maha Finger, Prajna Palm, and Great Vajra among the 72 special skills Are you proficient in boxing and other kung fu?"

Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Don't dare, please ask Master Xuansheng for advice." As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned slightly, his left palm was suddenly raised flat, and his right fist came out with a whirring sound, and a copper tripod burning incense at the foot of the mountain was hit Fist strength, with a boring sound, he jumped up, the fist could not touch the tripod but the tripod made a sound, it was not too difficult, this punch was obviously struck forward, but the tripod jumped upwards, which shows the strength of the fist.

"Great Vajra Fist?" Xuan Sheng shouted in surprise.

Before the bronze tripod hit the ground, Jiumozhi secretly exerted force with his legs, soared up, and slapped out with his left hand, the violent palm force left a palm print on the bronze tripod, which was also in the air Rotated half a turn.

"Prajna Palm." All the Shaolin monks exclaimed in unison.

The bronze tripod had exhausted all the strength and fell rapidly, Jiumozhi also turned his head downwards, his legs were upwards, and his body was hanging down. Immediately, he swiped his thumb downwards, and a sharp finger shot away, and the speed of the bronze tripod fell quickly. Almost three minutes later, Jiumozhi pressed down three times in a row, the bronze tripod fell heavily, and the sound resounded down the mountain.

"Go to hell three times, Maha Zhi." Xuanci clasped his hands together and let out a long sigh.

His body floated lightly on the bronze tripod, Jiumozhi put his palms together, looked at the heroes down the mountain with a smile on his face, and didn't speak anymore, the temperament of a generation of masters was undoubtedly revealed.

Looking at the majestic Jiumozhi on the tripod, the heroes down the mountain were also very surprised and talked a lot, they didn't expect this Tubo national master to be so mighty and really proficient in Shaolin 72 unique skills.Of course, there were only four of the heroes on the field, looking at Jiumozhi with strange expressions.

"This monk is so shameless that he secretly practiced my Xiaoyao Sect's Little Formless Kungfu." Looking at Jiumozhi, Li Qiushui said with hatred, while Wu Yazi and Tianshan Child Elder also had expressions of indignation, you must know It is a big taboo to secretly practice other people's martial arts.

At this time, feeling the astonishment in the eyes of the surrounding heroes, Jiumozhi was very proud. After stepping down from the cauldron, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, everyone is laughing. I didn't practice well. I hope you can forgive me." .”

Xuanci folded his palms together and bowed, and said: "National teacher's supernatural skill, I am eye-opening, I admire, admire!" Then he sighed and said: "Today, I know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are human beings. I have studied hard for decades, and in the country In the eyes of the master, it is really not enough. I didn't expect that since Master Jiumo is proficient in 72 unique skills, it really makes me feel ashamed."

All the monks in Shaolin Temple were downcast, and they all understood that the abbot was forced to say these words because he believed that Shaolin School's martial arts skills were inferior to others.The Shaolin School has been famous all over the world for hundreds of years, and is the leader of martial arts in the Central Plains.In this way, not only did Shaolin Temple suffer a crushing defeat, but it also made the warriors of Zhongtu lose face before the Fanren.

For a moment, all the eminent monks looked miserable, and many even beat their chests and cried bitterly.

"A bunch of stupid donkeys!" Looking at the miserable expressions of everyone in Shaolin Temple, Jiumozhi groaned inwardly, but still smiled and said: "Since the abbot said so, it is because he thinks that the 72 unique skills of your school are not The rumors in the world are so powerful, so the word 'absolute' must be changed." Xuanci remained silent, feeling as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife.

Hearing Jiumozhi slander his own martial arts, a tall old monk in the Xuanzi class said sharply: "The national teacher has already gained the upper hand, why is he still so aggressive, leaving no room for it?"

Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Amitabha, in the eyes of this little monk, Shaolin Temple is just a vain name, then Shaolin Temple might as well be disbanded from now on, all eminent monks find shelter in the temple and go their separate ways, isn't it better to live in the Shaolin Temple that has gained a false reputation? "

As soon as Jiumozhi said this, the monks in Shaolin couldn't bear it no matter how well-trained they were, and they all scolded loudly.At this moment, all the heroes under the mountain realized that this Jiumozhi came to Mount Shaoshi to single-handedly pick up the Shaolin Temple, which not only made his own name last forever, but also made the Central Plains Wulin lose an important town from now on. The national university is good, so they couldn't help scolding Jiumozhi for his rudeness.

Everyone ignored Jiumozhi's thick skin, and only heard him say loudly: "The little monk came to the middle land alone, intending to see the demeanor of the Shaolin Temple, let's see how majestic and majestic this place known as the Central Plains Wulin Taishan Beidou is." But after listening to the words of the eminent monks and seeing the behavior of the eminent monks, hehehe... It seems that it is not as good as Tianlong Temple in Dali. Sigh! This is a great disappointment to the little monk."

Someone in the Xuanzi class said: "Grandmaster Kurong of Tianlong Temple in Dali and Abbot Benyin have profound Buddhist teachings, and all the disciples of my Buddhist family admire them. Monks should not have the idea of ​​competing for the top. The national teacher said that I am not as good as Tianlong in Shaolin, so I fell down. Finished?" The man said, walking out slowly, he was an old monk with a red face.He lightly clasped the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, with a gentle smile on his face.

Jiumozhi also showed a smile on his face, and said: "Master Jiumu Xuandu's 'Finger Finger' skill has been practiced to perfection, I can see it today, how fortunate it is." He also lightly clasped the two middle fingers of his right hand, The shape of a flower.

The two monks stretched out their left hands slowly at the same time, and flicked three bullets at each other.There were only three sounds of Bo Bo Bo, and the fingers collided.Master Xuandu swayed, and suddenly three bloody arrows shot out from his chest, spurting several feet, under the contest of two fingers, Xuandu was defeated, and Jiumozhi's three fingers hit his chest, just like being wounded by a sharp knife .

Seeing that Master Xuandu was injured and defeated, Xu Zhu, who was standing behind the monks, jumped up and came up behind Master Xuandu in an instant, and held him back. After touching the eleven acupoints above, below, left, and right of Xuandu's wound, the blood stopped gushing out, and the monks immediately reacted, stepped forward, and gave Xuandu the holy medicine for healing.

For Xu Zhu's actions just now, the monks in Shaolin Temple are not surprised, because they all know that Xu Zhu has a great opportunity in the Valley of the Deaf and Mute, and now he is a key monk in the temple.

Enduring the injury by force, with Xu Zhu's support, Xuandu smiled wryly and said: "National Master Jiumo...'s...the flower fingering skill...so...so amazing! My old man bows...to bow down."

Before Jiumozhi was humbled, he heard a voice resounding from the foot of Mount Shaoshi, "Master, this national teacher of Jiumo is not finger-picking, nor is it Buddhist martial arts."

"who is it?"

Hearing this voice, Jiumozhi felt a shiver in his heart. He followed the sound and saw a person walking out slowly...

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