Gu Mozhi continued: "Not only the Prajna palm, but also the gist of Donkey Kong Fist and the secret of Maha Finger, the little monk still remembers. (The fastest update and the most stable dìng)" said and gushed a passage of Sanskrit and memorized a verse of the martial scriptures.

The monks heard that although what he said was not a good word, it was also roughly correct, and it was the key recorded in the three ancient books.

In this way, even Xuan Cheng was dumbfounded, if the previous Sanskrit text could also be said to be interconnected between their brothers and sisters, but the rest of them, he had never mentioned them to Song Qingshu, but Gu Mozhi could fluently say the Sanskrit version, so it was naturally impossible to prepare in advance.

"Could it be that these martial arts are really from Tianzhu?"

Many monks in the audience suddenly had a thought in their hearts, and even Xuan Cheng's belief was shaken, but he soon came to his senses, it must be some trick used by this monk, but unfortunately he thought about it and couldn't figure out the trick.

"Amitabha!" Xuan Ci called out the Buddha's name, "King Ming actually has the ability to never forget, and he silently flipped through it, and actually memorized the three important books of martial arts by heart, and at the same time was proficient in Sanskrit. ”

As soon as Xuan Ci said this, all the monks were stunned, and then they understood the strangeness, and they rebuked Gu Mozhi for his shamelessness.

The trick was recognized, and Gu Mozhi was also a little annoyed, so he simply didn't explain, but said directly: "There is no way for you to force the little monk to reason, but the little monk has a simple method, and you can distinguish clearly, whether the so-called Shaolin seventy-two stunts are created by Shaolin or the Central Plains that Tianzhu martial arts have been transmitted to Tibet." ”

The monks were shocked, and Xuan Ci couldn't help frowning: "Dare to ask King Ming, what is the law?"

"In the past, when these stunts spread from Tubo to the forest, the tantric monks deliberately left a hand in order to prevent this situation today," as soon as Gu Mozhi said this, everyone in the audience immediately discussed, and seeing that the success attracted everyone's attention, he said, "When these stunts were passed from Tianzhu to Tubo, they were accompanied by very detailed annotations on the essence of cultivation, and those that were transmitted from Tubo to the Central Plains did not have these, so it is bound to be difficult for people in the Central Plains to cultivate the same stunts to the highest level." ”

Kongwen, one of the four great monks of Shaolin, sneered: "Ming."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) why should the king make a mystery, these stunts are created by the previous generation of monks in this temple, the predecessors of the monks believe that practice is a process of cultivating the mind, everyone's practice is a great opportunity to improve the Dharma, so deliberately did not leave a quick secret and the like, is worried that the younger generations will lose big because of small losses. ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded secretly when he heard this, Shaolin has been around for thousands of years, and there is indeed no shortage of amazing and brilliant people, who can leave such an unwritten rule so wisely.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: Gu Mozhi is about to start pretending to be forced again......

As he expected, Gu Mozhi replied lightly: "Although Your Excellency is high-sounding, it is an indisputable fact that Shaolin's seventy-two stunts have lost a lot of mysteries and tricks because of several transfers. ”

The Shaolin monks were furious, Xuan Cheng's figure flickered, but after all, he still didn't move, the last defeat in the hands of Zhang Sanfeng made him a lot more cautious now, and decided to look at the depth of the other party.

Xuansheng on the other side couldn't hold back, and stepped forward and asked: "King Dalun Ming, you said that the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin are all Tianzhu martial arts, which were introduced into the temple from Tubo, and said that the temple lacks the essence of various stunts, and it is difficult to cultivate to the highest level." The truth of this matter is also very easy to understand, as long as the Shaolin people ask your Excellency for advice with a few of these stunts, the tricks made by the people in this temple will never be outside of this agreed stunt. When the master points his fingers, please also limit these martial arts to the limit, and you will naturally be able to distinguish whether your Excellency is talking loudly or not. “

Gu Mozhi smiled slightly: "Dare to ask what are the stunts that the master knows?"

"It seems that King Ming has chosen the little monk as his opponent," Xuan Sheng is also a top master among the Xuanzi generation, so he is not stunned at this time, "The little monk is not talented, and he can only be regarded as a first glimpse of the three stunts, which happens to be the Prajna palm, Maha finger, and the one you just talked about. Donkey Kong boxing, if your Excellency is just talking on paper, and you don't really know these skills, you might as well do it, although most of the monks in this temple will only have five or six stunts, but together, seventy-two stunts can also find the corresponding cultivation monks, and King Ming doesn't have to worry about saying a few unpopular stunts, and there will be no one on our side to fight. ”

Although Xuan Sheng said politely on the surface, everyone in the audience could hear his extraneous meaning, and used his words to squeeze Gu Mozhi, cutting off his various opportunities for quibbling. After all

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) before Gu Mozhi's remarks were logical, if it was transmitted to the rivers and lakes, it was really possible to lead many people to doubt the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, but once Gu Mozhi's words were released, the real contest was not as good as the Shaolin monks, and the people in the rivers and lakes naturally did not believe his previous rhetoric.

Song Qingshu sighed secretly, this Xuansheng is a talent, but unfortunately, he didn't know that Gu Mozhi didn't expect to back down at all. And the only evidence that knows the depth of Guma's wisdom, but because of the competition with any of my trips, the injury was not light, and he went back to the temple not long ago to heal, so no one reminded the Shaolin monks. As for Song Qingshu, he has the mentality of watching a play, and he can't wait for Shaolin to be disgraced, so naturally he won't say it.

Sure enough, Gu Mozhi replied unhurriedly: "Does the master know why it is difficult for all the senior monks in your temple to be proficient in several stunts at the same time, and at most they can only cultivate thirteen stunts at the same time, which is already the first in hundreds of years?"

Xuan Sheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Some of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts specialize in the next game, some specialize in light skills, some are good at fists, some win with hidden weapons, or knives or sticks, each with its own specialty, so that the swordsman can not make the Zen staff, and the person who is good at Hercules boxing cannot send and receive hidden weapons." Although some people have five or six stunts, they are limited to not contradicting each other. Therefore, it is not surprising that even high-ranking monks in the temple often only have a few stunts. ”

In fact, Xuan Sheng still has some words to say, among the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, thirteen or four are extremely difficult to practice, even if a person with extremely high talent has practiced a penance all his life, he may not be able to practice. However, Gu Mo Zhigang said that Shaolin lacks the key mental mysteries, and Xuansheng naturally will not say this, and he will lose his prestige because of his ambition.

Gu Mozhi laughed: "Why should the master deceive himself, your so-called seventy-two stunts are incomplete, naturally no one can cultivate them all." ”

Kong Wen suddenly seized the loophole in his words, and said coldly: "Listening to the meaning of King Ming, is Your Excellency proficient in seventy-two stunts at the same time?"

"That's nature. Kumachi said proudly.

As soon as these words came out, don't say that the Shaolin monks changed color, and even Zhang Sanfeng looked sideways, this cowhide inevitably blew too big-

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