Chapter 82: Martial Arts Divine Materials
After agreeing to become a monk in Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk gave Pan Dong a Dharma name called Tongci. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Pan Dong didn't recognize this Dharma name, no matter how the sweeping monk called him with this Dharma name, Pan Dong didn't hear it.
"Same.... Pan Dong, this Shaolin martial arts is broad and profound, which kung fu are you interested in? ”
The sweeping monk saw that the persuasion for a long time had no effect, so he had to take a step back and began to ask Pan Dong about his preferences for martial arts.
"Let's learn to erect bigger."
Pan Dong said this, in fact, he was ridiculing the sweeping monk, but the sweeping monk was a hundred years old~ male, and he didn't react to this kind of wordplay at all.
"Bo is bigger, that is, the most subtle and difficult to understand. In this case, the stunt in the Shaolin Temple should be the unphased robbery. ”
As soon as the words fell, the sweeping monk demonstrated directly in front of Pan Dong. I saw the old monk put his hands into his sleeves, and suddenly, the pile of broken pieces of wood that had just been smashed by Pan Dong flew and jumped, as if someone was using an invisible thing to stir things up.
Pan Dong, who was shocked by this strange scene, turned his head to look at the sweeping monk, and found that the sweeping monk always had a gentle smile on his face, and the hem did not even flutter half a minute under the wide monk's sleeves.
Pan Dong couldn't help but blurt out: "This is the finger of the unphased robbery? Good... Terrible! ”
Seeing that Pan Dong was interested in this Phaseless Tribulation Finger, the sweeping monk added: "This Phaseless Tribulation Finger is a pure yang true qi blazing ~ very hot, the practitioner must be a pure Yang boy skill, otherwise the power is not there." ”
"Lie ~ groove! Tong Zigong, that practice yarn. ”
In fact, when Pan Dong heard the word Chunyang, he knew that there was a pit for his father, and the result really lived up to his hopes, Nima's childlike skills, Pan Dong, who had been single for more than 20 years, had long been hungry and thirsty, and he didn't practice this ghost no matter how powerful it was.
"....." was full of swear words to the monk in front of him, and the sweeping monk selectively ignored it.
"Since you don't want to practice Tongzigong, then this ......"
Pan Dong was afraid that something strange would come out of this old monk, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Don't, I'll practice this Yijin Sutra." ”
Looking at the yellow book dangling in Pan Dong's hand, the sweeping monk frowned and said, "It's all Sanskrit, do you understand?" ”
Pan Dong smiled, found a kettle and said, "Then is the moment to witness the miracle." ”
Those places that were wet with water immediately showed a picture of exercise.
"Stop, you're killing chickens and eggs!"
The sweeping monk was also shocked when he first saw the pattern, and when he saw the pattern clearly, he immediately interrupted Pan Dong, who continued to sprinkle water.
Pan Dongzheng was thinking that he knew the practice of the Yijin Sutra, and when he saw that the sweeping monk was nervous, he hurriedly said: "This thing is how to learn, and those words are a trick." ”
The sweeping monk was even more angry when he heard this, and after waving his hand and slapping the water in Pan Dong's hand, he reprimanded: "Bastard, who told you that the Yijin Sutra was learned in this way, you only look at the practice route and do not look at the mental formula, not to mention the poor effect of practice, you may go crazy at any time." ”
"Then what should I do, this kind of bullshit Sanskrit is stupid ~ force to understand?"
The sweeping monk's face turned green, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to slap Pan Dong to death and said, "I understand." ”
Forehead....
How can this be, you know Sanskrit, it's really good for your old man to hang like this. This kind of completely chaotic plot caught Pan Dong off guard, and he didn't know how to explain the embarrassing situation for a while.
"I went to Tianzhu 70 years ago, and I naturally understand this Sanskrit."
70 years..... You're awesome when you're old. Pan Dong felt that he had to learn to prove himself by pretending to be forced at this time, so he took out the silk scroll with the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu from his body and handed it to the sweeping monk and said: "Here are two books of peerless exercises that I obtained by chance, and I hope that the master will guide one or two." ”
"Good word!" After the sweeping monk took the silk scroll, he unfolded it and took a look, only to see that the first line was written with four big characters of "Northern Shengong", the handwriting was beautiful and powerful, and it seemed to have some indescribable charm.
"A good one is to accumulate internal force as the first priority, a good big boat and a small boat are all loaded, big fish and small fish are not tolerated, a good internal force is the foundation, and the trick is the end."
sighed 3 times in a row, which is enough to see the sweeping monk's respect for the Northern Spiritual Skill.
After reading all the 36 pairs of exercises, the sweeping monk muttered: "The world's people practice from the Cloud Gate to at least business, and this free school does the opposite, from the young business to the Cloud Gate." The person who created this miracle is really a genius in the world! ”
Pan Dong remembered the sentence he saw at that time, which was actually a technique of controlling qi and flying, and hurriedly said: "Master, there is a light skill in the back that is even more wonderful. ”
The sweeping monk felt that this Northern Spiritual Skill was already quite magical, but he didn't expect it to be behind him, so he hurriedly turned it back.
"Wonderful!"
"This Lingbo microstep is based on the 8864 hexagrams of the I Ching, and walks in the direction of the hexagram in order, walking exactly one big circle from the first step to the last step. Moreover, he practiced internal strength with dynamic exercises, and walked through the sixty-four hexagrams for a week, and his internal breath naturally turned around for a week. Therefore, every time you go through it, the internal force will gain a point. ”
After telling his feelings after reading the cheats, the sweeping monk looked at Pan Dong in confusion: "With such wonderful and extraordinary exercises in your body, why don't you have the slightest trace of rest?" ”
Can I say I can't read it? .......
Pan Dong held back for a long time with a constipated face, and he was really embarrassed to say that he couldn't read classical Chinese....
The sweeping monk remembered that Pan Dong had always been a lying ~ groove on the left, another bullshit, and thought that he had never read any books, so he asked tentatively: "Are you illiterate?" ”
Pan Dong wanted to shout angrily that he had been studying for more than 10 years, but when he thought about it, although he had been attending classes all the time, he was really not learning. So I had to suffer this dumb loss.
"It's okay, you can read and write, and you can learn slowly in the future."
The sweeping monk looked at Pan Dong bowing his head and nodding unwillingly after being silent for a long time, thinking that Pan Dong was ashamed of not having read a book, so he hurriedly put his right hand on Pan Dong's shoulder, with an expression of "I am optimistic about you".
...... It's really a day Chihuahua, although it's only a college graduate, but Nima is still sad to be treated as illiterate.
After reading the cheats of the two exercises, the sweeping monk re-rolled the silk scroll and handed it back to Pan Dongdao: "Since you have these two supreme skills, there is really nothing to practice in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple." In the future, I will specialize in this Yijin Sutra, and I can do it with the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu. ”
Pan Dong was naturally very happy to have a master of the level of a sweeping monk to teach him martial arts, and immediately replied respectfully: "Yes, master." ”
In the following days, Pan Dong stayed in the Shaolin Temple as a sweeping monk apprentice, practicing the Yijin Sutra and Lingbo Weibu every day. As for the Northern Spiritual Skill, Pan Dong was not very interested in it, and no one sucked it for him, so he just memorized some points and did not use it once.
I don't know if it's a matter of strength enhancement or dragon vein strengthening, Pan Dong is like a hanger when he practices martial arts. The Ling Bo microstep recorded that in the third year, he entered the realm of superior light skills, and in about ten years, he could refine his gods and return to the void, and his divine foot skills appeared, and when he arrived in Pan Dong, it all became a joke. In just three days, Pan Dong left a phantom footprint behind him.