After this trip to the north and northwest, the biggest shock to Wang Cheng was the voice! Wang Cheng also had a deeper understanding of martial artists, and no longer stayed on the surface of fists, feet, and strength.

Martial artists practice qi, and then the qi melts the blood, and after the qi and blood are fused, it flows through every part of the body, so as to comprehensively improve the physical fitness of the martial artist, which is the process of martial arts cultivation.

And the explosion of the martial artist's breath, in fact, the most direct thing is not the improvement of the strength of the fists and feet, but the improvement of the voice!

The most direct burst of the breath is not through the fusion of blood to explode the power, but through the throat directly burst out of the breath to make a sound, so the voice is the most direct and powerful means of attack for the martial artist, but the sound is invisible and intangible, and the skills are elusive, so as long as it involves the martial arts of the voice, all of them are the core top masters of each major sect.

Professional singers have special breath training methods to improve their lung capacity and control of breath explosions, and improve the longevity and sound quality of their singing.

Wang Cheng had seen Batu combine the aura condensed on his fist with the aura that erupted from his voice in the Snow Mountain this time, and then instantly condensed the qi of Gang, and his strength could be raised to a higher level!

He had also seen that under Ming Ye's loud shout, the aura within a radius of dozens of meters was condensed, and no one within a few dozen meters could be spared.

He has also seen that the tantric mantra of the three great monks of Indian Tantra, through the complex body, state of mind, and unique breath cooperation, can make the voice turn into a gang qi, indiscriminately attack all the targets around him, extremely powerful, and the condensation of the mantra sound is unstoppable.

Breath, sound!

It is Wang Cheng's biggest gain this time. It was as if he had found a whole new continent. Fascinated by the secret method of absorbing sound.

So. That's why he's so interested in the Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantras. Not only because he wanted to restore his retrograde qi and blood, but also because he wanted to use the Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantras as a basis to increase his understanding of sounds.

It's just that this Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantra is only an auxiliary internal spell, which is almost not aggressive, at most it just makes the voice louder.

However, Wusheng Mountain, as an authentic sect, has a long history. Among them, there are naturally also special sound cultivation secret methods. However, the extremely advanced inner martial arts secret method, at least after cultivating the Tiangang fist method, based on the Tiangang thunder sound, can be cultivated!

"Wang Cheng, when my master Xuanding Zhenren entered the Great Snow Mountain, a sound of Tiangang thunder could make hundreds of people up and down the Great Snow Mountain lose their combat effectiveness, and only a few masters were left with the strength to fight!"

The Changhe Taoist priest saw Wang Cheng delving into the eight Heavenly Dragon Mantras. As he walked, he told Wang Cheng about the power of Xuanding Zhenren back then: "The Daomen spell is extremely mysterious and powerful, and it is even more fused and condensed. It's like boxing. Only the authentic sect of my Wusheng Mountain Daomen has a heritage, Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Wudang Mountain and the Quanzhen Sect do not have the inheritance of Daomen spells. ”

"The Buddhist mantra is only in the Tantric sect has a unique specialized inheritance, Tantra only cultivates mantras, not boxing, so Tantric mantras are particularly domineering, and those three Tantric monks can be so powerful. Shaolin Temple as the authentic Zen Buddhism, only the Bodhidharma Patriarch left a mantra, but so far no one has practiced, it is said that it is one of the highest mantras from Indian Buddhism. ”

"If you want to practice this Buddhist Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantra, I won't stop you, but you have to stop it in moderation. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest said earnestly.

Wang Cheng looked at the secret methods in the Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantras, and said with great confidence: "Master, I know in my heart, everything is under my control, you can rest assured." ”

The Changhe Daoist nodded, let out a sigh of relief, and didn't say much, just continued to walk, because he hadn't been able to touch the Dao Gate spell either.

The master and apprentice kept walking towards the east, and Hongxue followed them, carrying something on her back.

This walk, under the harsh climate, over the mountains and mountains......

Not just four days and four nights, but six days and six nights, and it was only on the seventh day that they entered the Central Plains.

The master and apprentice only repaired on a mountain for one night in the middle of the road, and the rest of the time, their feet never stopped, stepping on the earth, feeling the earth, and practicing martial arts.

There are no shortcuts in martial arts, and only by experiencing difficulties and hardships can you gain something.

The Changhe Taoist priest comprehended the Tiangang boxing method while walking, and his steps became more and more elegant.

And Wang Cheng concentrated on practicing Buddhist martial arts for a few days, Vajra Buddha, Vajra Forging Body, Dragon Elephant Fist, Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantras, and his body became more and more upright and calm, like an ancient ascetic!

People who don't know will definitely think that he is an authentic Buddhist disciple, not a disciple of the Daoist Sect of Wusheng Mountain.

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The winter in the Central Plains is many times better than in the northwest and northeast, and there are four distinct seasons here, and each season has its own things.

In winter, there are often sunny days here, and this is the case today, early in the morning it is a sunny day, a warm sun shines on the winter earth, there is not much snow left on the earth, white and black, there is not much beauty.

Shaomu Mountain is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains of China, which is a treasure land of feng shui for outstanding people. More than 1,000 years ago, the monk Bodhidharma from Tianzhu built the Shaolin Temple in the dense forest of Shaolin Mountain, and named it Shaolin Temple, which means the meaning of the temple in the dense forest of Shaolin Mountain.

Therefore, many ancients actually thought very simply, and did not have as many deep meanings as later generations interpreted.

In the past ten years, after a rapid development, Shaolin Temple seems to have become a representative of Chinese martial arts culture, and then some ambitious Shaolin Temple monks are also operating in many ways, leading monks to participate in various domestic and foreign performances to brush their sense of existence, and their popularity has been rising, almost becoming the world's most well-known martial arts school.

Of course, in fact, many people don't know that Shaolin Temple is a big school, thinking that it is just a temple with a long heritage, as for martial arts, most people didn't believe in it before, they just felt that it was a sport, not something mysterious.

However, since the tournament, everyone has believed that many people's worldview has changed dramatically because of the martial arts tournament.

For a month. Every day, Mt. Shaomuro welcomes a large number of young people who come to learn martial arts. But none of these young people with heroic dreams succeeded. They even took a spin inside and outside the Shaolin Temple. I didn't find a master I had seen in the tournament, as if the Shaolin Temple and this Shaolin Temple were two in the tournament.

In fact!

The two Shaolin temples are indeed different, and they can be said to be two different existences.

The Shaolin Temple that is now open to the public is the Shaolin Outer Gate, which is responsible for lay affairs and the operation of the Shaolin Temple, which is usually known as the Shaolin Temple.

At the same time, the Shaolin Temple also has an inner gate, which is responsible for martial arts. Inheriting martial arts, it is located in the depths of Shaomuro Mountain, and it is almost difficult to be found without a special person to lead the way.

During the war, the outer gate of Shaolin Temple was destroyed by the war, and the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple, which is located in the deep mountains, has not been found, and it has been well preserved to this day, leaving a complete cultural heritage.

In the early morning, a light and agile black figure shuttled through the Shaomu Mountain, and its steps were extremely dexterous. The body is also very light, coupled with long flowing hair. It's a woman, to be sure.

This woman has a beautiful face and delicate facial features, but there is a sinister aura between her eyebrows that does not disperse, and she is obviously not a good-looking person.

This person is none other than Emei's disciple - Yan Yu!

The martial arts world says that Yan is like jade, and people are like tigers!

In terms of appearance, Yan Yu, who was born in Bashu, is the best in the world, but she cultivates tiger-shaped boxing, the realm is quite deep, and she understands the true meaning of the tiger.

Call............

Yan Yu wore a ponytail, dressed in a well-fitting black dress, facing the sky, looking at the sun rising in the east, feeling a little dazzling.

She exhaled lightly, jumped down from a mountain rock, and her body passed steadily through a branch, unloading some of her strength from the branch, and landed lightly on an old stone slab, several stone slabs had been broken into an unknown number of pieces, and the small pieces had penetrated deep into the earth, showing the long history of this place.

Here, is the inner gate of Shaolin Temple, the place of Zen martial arts of Buddhism founded by Bodhidharma himself!

As soon as Yan Yu landed on the ground, several monks with strong breaths jumped out around him, each monk clenched his hands into fists, staring vigilantly at this very beautiful intruder.

Compared with the monks at the outer gate of Shaolin Temple, these monks are not of the same grade, everyone has a steady pace, a thick breath, and a lot of internal kung fu.

"Who are you?"

A young monk in the lead stared at Yan Yu and asked in a deep voice: "This is the forbidden place of Shaolin Temple, and outsiders are forbidden to break in!"

"Hello little master, in Xia Emei disciple Yan Yu, the master of Lao is worried, I want to meet Master Yongwen. ”

Yan Yu said politely to a few monks.

Yan Yu?

The young monk frowned, as if he had heard it, and immediately shouted: "No matter who it is, you can't enter here, there are rules in our temple that no visitors are allowed to see guests for one year." ”

"Closed for a year?"

Yan Yu asked in surprise.

The young monk didn't answer, but shouted, "Female benefactor, please leave quickly, lest everyone look bad." ”

Yan Yu smiled faintly, this smile almost dazzled the eyes of these monks who had never descended the mountain, and said in a crisp voice: "Little master, I must see Master Yongwen this time, it is related to the treasure of the martial arts of the Five Fowl Sect, and please report it, I think Master Yongwen will definitely understand, this is also a great thing for you Shaolin." ”

Several young monks were attracted by Yan Yu's smile for a moment, and then hurriedly came back to their senses, several monks avoided their eyes, and did not dare to continue to look at Yan Yu, for fear of being distracted by Yan Yu's appearance.

The young monk in the lead folded his hands, silently recited the scriptures in his heart, looked at the ground with his eyes, and did not dare to continue to look at Yan Yu, and said again: "The matter of closing the mountain for a year is decided by the uncle and ancestor of Yongwen, so the female benefactor, please go back." ”

Call............

Suddenly there was a whistling.

A strong wind is blowing.

The young monk was vigilant in his heart, and hurriedly blocked his fists in front of him, but Yan Yu's fist had already attacked, punching him and flying out, and the remaining strength was so powerful that several young monks behind him were knocked to the ground.

The smile and tranquility on Yan Yu's face disappeared, only a thick evil aura, his forehead wrinkled slightly, and a king character could be vaguely seen in the middle, staring at several monks like a tiger looking at food, and said in a cold voice: "Little monk, I repeat, I came here for important things, I represent Emei, and I want to see Master Yongwen." ”

At this moment, the tiger aura on Yan Yu's body is much richer than when he fought Wang Cheng last time, it seems that it is really a fierce tiger, and the breath all over his body is extremely deep, and the scorching breath is stirring, making the cold breath of winter become warm.

Several young monks were frightened by Yan Yu's spirit for a while, and they didn't dare to speak.

"Yan Yu, why bully a few junior disciples who have just practiced martial arts?"

At this time, a voice sounded from behind, it was very strong, the breath was long, and the sound hit, making Yan Yu's vest cold, as if the other party was about to attack the next moment.

Yan Yu hurriedly turned around and saw a figure standing in the ancient stone gate, looking calm, wearing a vest in winter, not afraid of the cold of winter, it was the Wukong monk of Shaolin Temple.

Monk Wukong traveled the world not long ago, challenging many young masters of many sects and national art families, without defeat, and finally settled on Hong Kong Island and defeated Hong Kong Island Ye Qunsheng, and his prestige approached Wang Cheng, the champion of the martial arts conference.

Just when many people thought that the monk Wukong would go abroad to challenge the South Seas, he disappeared.

Those who don't know also regret that Monk Wukong has not fought with Wang Cheng, but in fact, Monk Wukong has been defeated by Wang Cheng twice.

Therefore, after he came back from the north, he returned to the inner gate to retreat and cultivate, wanting to defeat Wang Cheng next time and regain face.

It was also because Monk Wukong and Monk Yongcheng failed to return, and the cooperation between Shaolin Temple and Longhu Mountain to snipe Wusheng Mountain was unsuccessful, so Monk Yongwen, the master of the inner gate of Shaolin Temple, immediately issued an order to close the mountain for one year to avoid the limelight of Wusheng Mountain.

Within a year, there will be no visitors at the inner gate of Shaolin Temple, and there will be no inner disciples outside.

As for the treasure of the Five Fowl Sect, the Shaolin Temple doesn't care about it, anyway, the treasure won't run away, without the participation of the Shaolin Temple, there is a map missing, and no one can take it.

After the limelight of this year, it is not too late for Shaolin Temple to go out of the mountain and unite others to dig treasures.

However, Yan Yu has now come to the door.

Yan Yu stared at Monk Wukong and said coldly: "Wukong, you won't be beaten by Wang Cheng and dare not go down the mountain, right?"

Monk Wukong, who was originally calm and calm, immediately changed his expression when he heard this, lost his calmness, stared at Yan Yu with a calm face, and shouted: "Yan Yu, you came to my Shaolin Temple to make trouble unreasonably and injured my junior brother, do you really think that there is no one in my Shaolin Temple?"

"Hmph, is it no one, I don't know, I only know that several masters of your Shaolin Temple have been given to Wang Cheng of Wusheng Mountain for nothing, it seems that Shaolin Temple has been closed for a hundred years, and that's it. ”

Yan Yu snorted coldly, and the domineering character of the Sichuan girl exploded, unceremoniously uncovering the scars of Wukong Monk and Shaolin Temple.

Rumble......

Monk Wukong suddenly erupted, the hot qi and blood all over his body seemed to be unreserved, his feet stomped, and his body struck like a roc spreading its wings, grabbing Yan Yu's head with both hands.

Rise......

A dragon groan stirred around.

Wukong is not a roc spreading his wings at this moment, but a flying dragon in the sky. (To be continued.) )