Myth analysis, I know the plot and I am invincible

The Buddhist disciple in white gave up, and the Shaolin Temple disciples were very excited.

The names of Xuancheng and others have completely become the talk of the younger generation in the entire Shaolin Temple.

Over the past few days, I don’t know how many times I have been told this.

Li Su didn't understand. Of course, the most important thing was that this atmosphere of being noticed no matter where he went made him extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at the Xuan generation senior brothers who looked at him respectfully, Li Su felt a toothache. He was undoubtedly the weakest among the eight. But with that day, after that finger clicked out, he suddenly became a being that attracted more attention than Xuancheng, no, even more than Xuancheng.

What Xuan Kong performed that day was Shaolin Temple's first-class fingering method, the most rigid fingering method in the world, and the two-finger Wuxiang Jie fingering.

A powerful fingering technique that even the elders of the Tianzi generation could not achieve.

Not only the Wuxiang Jie Finger, but also Xuan Kong, he also practiced the Arhat Kung Fu that no one in Shaolin Temple has successfully practiced for hundreds of years.

By the way, the full name of Arhat Kung is also called Arhat Magic Kung.

It is the most difficult technique to practice in Shaolin Temple, except for the Yi Jin Jing and the Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique. Once you succeed in practicing it, your future is boundless.

When Xuan Kong grows up, maybe our Shaolin Temple will also produce a number one in the world.

I don’t know why, but this voice gradually came from Shaolin Temple.

In such an atmosphere, Li Su's life was difficult.

Where is your conscience?

Where is your compassion?

You are disciples of the Shaolin Temple, why should you be so happy about defeating the Buddhist disciple in white?

That lay disciple? Have you forgotten about the Xuan Xin generation?

Li Su couldn't help but complained crazily in his heart, why was the focus focused on him? Since when did Shaolin Temple care about that false reputation?

However, on the third day, Li Su's face turned dark when he saw Xuan Xin walking over to greet him with a smile on his face.

The guy whose calf bones were kicked to pieces is actually healed? ? ?

After asking, the corner of Li Su's mouth twitched, feeling sad for Wu Yazi for a moment.

The dignified boss, the number one person in the world, fell off a cliff and wasted his whole life.

Here, the comminuted fracture recovered in three days.

Can you not be sad?

Xuan Xin and the layman, no, the other party has officially become a monk. Although he is very old, he is also a disciple of the Xuan generation. His Buddhist name is Xuan Ye, and he must be called Senior Brother Li Su.

Both of them recovered.

And what cured them was nothing else.

Great return elixir.

Legend has it that this elixir has the effect of reviving the dead and can cure all internal and external injuries.

Legend has it that this elixir can greatly enhance a person's internal strength.

Haha, think about it too.

There is black jade intermittent ointment in the Western Region Vajra Gate in Yitian. It is a magic medicine that can restore Yu Daiyan, the Wudang hero who has been disabled for more than ten years. Haha, he suffered a comminuted fracture. What the hell, I’ve had a fracture for more than ten years. Can it be healed by just breaking the bone again and applying medicine? If we use modern medicine to explain it, how much is involved? nerve? bone? muscle? Cellular memory? A member of the Vajra Sect can come up with that magic medicine. How come the Shaolin Temple, the source of the Vajra Sect, doesn’t have a treasure-level medicine?

Wu Yazi, the old man is miserable.

It has been useless for thirty years, all relying on a rope.

Shaking his head, Li Su calmed down and decided to ignore the reactions around him.

There is no way, what else can I do if I have been exposed?

Although he was very unhappy in his heart, he didn't have much time to think about it.

Cultivation has been restarted.

The day after the incident with the Buddha in White, Monk Tianming came and brought a large amount of medicine.

That's right, Li Suyou began to practice Arahant magic.

After stopping for more than half a month, I started practicing again, and it was a different feeling.

As his energy increased, Li Su not only had a smile on his face, but even though he paid a certain price, the reward was not bad.

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"Brother Abbot."

The main hall was quickly closed as dawn arrived.

At this moment, Abbot Tianjian's face was very solemn. Tianwen and others were also frowning at this moment, as if they couldn't get rid of it.

Tian Ming looked puzzled and asked, "What happened?" After repelling the white-clothed Buddhist disciples, the Shaolin Temple undoubtedly gained a great reputation. The disciples also ignited their passion, targeting Xuan Kong and the eight of them, and continued to work hard.

Although the consumption is a bit high, with this momentum, it won't be long before the Shaolin Temple will regain its glory and once again show its demeanor as a righteous leader.

Amitabha, although Buddhism should not pay attention to these things, after all, it is just a practice of Buddhism, not a Buddha.

"Let's see!"

Tian Jian brought out the new information.

Tianming was stunned, took the information, and started reading it. After a moment, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

"Kuxin has passed away? How could it happen? The Buddhist disciples in white have announced their withdrawal from the Putian Shaolin Temple?"

Looking at the contents inside, Tianming was shocked to death.

With painstaking efforts, that is the first Shaolin Bodhi Temple in Putian, and there are countless masters in Putian.

Not to mention the Buddhist disciple in white, who is not yet twenty years old, but the strength he has shown is already infinitely close to first-rate.

More than ten years later, there is no doubt that it is the pillar of Putian Shaolin Temple.

One death, one expulsion?

What are Putian thinking?

"Is the news true? Why is it so?"

"The provocation to Songshan Shaolin this time was all done by Monk Huxin, so he chose to commit suicide when he saw Putian without face. And because he was defeated by the second disciple of the Xuan generation, the Buddhist disciple in white took off his monk clothes under a huge blow and announced Quit Putian." Tian Xing opened his mouth. He had a rather irritable personality and didn't have a good impression of Putian. He was extremely angry at Hu Xin and the white-robed Buddha, but at the moment he didn't know what to say, "This is..."

Why? ? ?

For a time, huge questions lingered in the minds of several people.

Puzzled, unable to understand.

Why would Master Kuxin do such a thing? Why did he hook up with the most talented disciple of the Putian Shaolin Temple in a century?

Although in the past hundred years, Southern Shaolin has been at its peak and its reputation has become more and more famous, but once it is done like this, it will be completely different.

"The gecko has its tail cut off."

A voice suddenly came to mind, extremely old, like a candle in the wind.

"master!"

Upon hearing the sound, Tian Jian and several people immediately saluted.

There is an extra person in the main hall. He is unkempt, his hair is sparse, and the scars on his head are faintly visible. Even his eyebrows are white, and his face is full of wrinkles.

He is a monk named Lingquan, one of the only two elders of the Ling generation left in Shaolin Temple.

"Master, have you ever left the Shaolin Temple?"

Seeing the old man's tired appearance, Tian Jian and others couldn't help but be surprised.

"I've been beaten to the mountain gate, but I can still squat in the temple without moving."

Old monk Lingquan found a bench and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it and said, "See you tomorrow."

"exist!"

"Get ready, open the Shaolin Temple's inventory, and use everything you have to cultivate the new generation of disciples."

"ah?"

"I have seen that little guy Kuxin three times, once fifty years ago when he was still young, and once twenty years ago when he was the head of Putian Bodhi Temple."

The old monk Lingquan slowly put down the tea cup, "The first time we met, he was very young, full of vigor and compassion. The second time we met, he was mature and had a deep grasp of Buddhism. If he had reached the state of Kanshan or It’s the realm of the mountains. Everything is empty. That kid has learned Zen better than I did.”

Speaking of this, Monk Lingquan paused and said, "Then, for the third time, we met two days ago."

Tian Jian saw that several people were stunned after hearing this, and Tian Ming couldn't help but said in surprise: "Master, you won't take action, will you?"

Old monk Lingquan smiled: "We monks, although we say that the four elements are empty and have no desires and no desires, how can this kind of thing be so easy?

If you really see through everything, what are you still doing? Enlightenment, enlightenment, if you really want to become a Buddha, you will die.

Since Lao Na is still alive, he cannot be ruthless and asexual. They have all come knocking on the door. If they are just told to leave, then Shaolin may never be clean again in the next hundred years. Fortunately, the younger generation worked hard and showed his prestige, so that we old immortals would not be embarrassed. By the way, what is the name of the little guy who uses the Wuxiang Jie Finger? "

Tian Ming said: "His name is Xuan Kong."

"Xuankong? Okay, okay."

He picked up the teapot and poured it directly into his mouth without pouring it out, drinking it in big gulps.

It wasn't until the pot of water was drained that Lingquan put it down, looked at Tian Jian and the others and said: "Use all your strength to cultivate them, don't care about spending money, don't save, as soon as possible, as much as possible, will They develop it.”

Tianjian and several people looked at each other, and then Tianjian nodded and said: "I understand, master, I will do everything as you said."

"Um!"

Lingquan nodded, but before he could speak, blood slowly slipped from his mouth.

"master!!!"

Several people were shocked.

"It's okay." Monk Lingquan waved his hand, "On the way back, Kazuto moved his hand. Hehe, that guy was quite powerful. He punched him with a strange force. He looked at the cold and frozen bones. In fact, it was heart-burning. However, he didn’t have a good time either, and I gave him a slap. However, I must admit that people cannot accept old age. Thirty years ago, forget it.”

Blinking his eyes, Ling Quan did not continue: "So that's it, the four elements are all empty. It's not giving up or giving up, but it's still clinging to my heart. I said that I have realized that a mountain is still a mountain, so why do I have to go back to the mortal world? It turns out he never left."

"Remember not to mourn."

After finishing his words, Lingquan slowly lowered his head and said nothing.

In an instant, Tian Jian and the three of them were shocked and stared in disbelief.

"master...?"

However, that voice that I have been used to hearing for decades never occurred to me...

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Tian Xing couldn't help it first. His pupils were blood red and full of tears. Who was it? who is it? Who is it? ? ?