(Where's the ticket...... ）

The martial artist exercises skin, flesh, muscles and bones in the external exercises, exercises qi and blood in the internal exercises, and then tempers the skin, flesh, muscles and bones in the qi and blood.

Shaolin martial arts is definitely superior martial arts, but also from the inside out, qi and blood are the foundation of everything, strong qi and blood, strength will be strong. At this time, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were extremely powerful, and his strength had increased several times.

But!

His punch was aimed at his master Shi Chan, and he couldn't control his body.

At the moment when Shi Chan grabbed his wrist, an incomparably powerful force erupted in his body chalk, controlling his body, carrying the qi and blood in his body chalk, and punching Shi Chan together with his own fist strength.

Even if Shi Chan knew that Wang Hengxiao must have left a doorway in Gangjing's chalky body, he had made all the preparations in front of him, mobilizing the strength of his whole body's qi and blood, and at this time, he could hardly resist the punch that erupted from Gangjing's hand.

Domineering to the point of indescribable strength, Shi Chan doesn't know how much strength is fused with this strength of Lu Dao, and how it is fused, as if in this punch you can see the shadow of all the fists, and you can see the trajectory of all the strength.

Boom!

It was as if the air in the entire room was condensed by the force of this punch, and the surrounding area became a vacuum.

This is the vacuum boxing method.

The wooden bed on which Shakzen was sitting was shattered by the shock, and half of the wall behind it collapsed.

The surrounding dozen or so Shaolin masters all rushed over, thinking that a master was coming, and attacked the first seat of the Bodhi Hall. When Zhizhi and Gangwu came to the door, they felt a domineering energy that hit out of the air, and several Shaolin brothers who were unstable fell directly to the ground.

"It's a strong ......"

Several masters were shocked, and at the same time thought of a possibility.

Wang Hengxiao made a move.

But when I entered Shi Chan's room, it was a mess, but there was no figure of Wang Hengxiao, only Shi Chan and Gangjing Shi Chan still maintained the chalky posture of holding Gangjing's wrist, but they were much older, their faces were bleeding from the seven orifices, and their arms trembled and withdrew, and their hands were chale, and they said slowly: "Amitabha...... Wang Shizhu's punch made me see the realm of boxing and admire......"

"Master Wang's cultivation at this time is more than that of the Mythical Grandmaster, the first person in the world, you are the only one."

Shi Chan's eyes that were bleeding out of blood closed slightly, and said, "Amitabha...... The poor monk has been practicing boxing for more than 80 years, and today he can personally feel this realm, and he will die without regrets! ”

After speaking, Shi Chan sat on the ground, his movements gradually stiffened, and his qi and blood coagulated and lost his breath.

The intellectual Zen master and the Gangwu monk were full of sadness, and the dozen or so monks behind him were also full of sadness, and they all put their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in their mouths.

"Amitabha...... Uncle Shi is going to ...... well."

The intellectual Zen master's eyes did not know what information was revealed, as if there was no sorrow or joy, as if anger was burning and as if he had seen through everything.

Gangwu also put his hands together with a serious face, and said, "Uncle Shi, why are you suffering?" ”

Gang Jing only vaguely knew what was going on at this time, and he was inexplicably used by the young man as a conductor and the ancestor of the master, just relying on the strength left in his body, he defeated the master of Shaolin Temple, the first Buddha of Bodhi Hall, and even killed him on the spot!

Gangjing had been standing in place just now, and at this time, he regained the chalkiness control of his body and suddenly knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed his head fiercely, shed a trace of tears, and said in a deep voice: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, my ancestor, it's all my fault...... I will definitely avenge you by killing that man...... Kill him ......"...,

"Shut up!"

A middle-aged monk said in a deep voice: "It's all your fault, and now you have to provoke right and wrong, and let your ancestor sacrifice in vain?" ”

This monk is Gangjing's master, the intellectual master, the master of the Dharma Hall, the Dharma name is outwitted, originally Shi Chan asked him to invite Wang Hengxiao, but when he saw Gangjing, he suddenly let Gangjing go.

"Master!"

Gangjing shouted in a low voice, and then he didn't know what to say, just knelt on the ground.

Shakzen died directly at his hands.

"Go and ask for the host."

The intellectual Zen master whispered, turned and left the place.

Wang Hengxiao sat in the wooden house, holding a teacup and drinking chalky tea gently, as if waiting for something.

After a while, a melodious bell rang from the temple, three watches in the middle of the night, the bell must have something important happening, but because it was the middle of the night, it did not alarm Wang Hengxiao and these visitors.

Wang Hengxiao put the teacup on the table heavily, the water in the teacup did not move at all, and said in a low voice: "So you can determine cause and effect?" ”

The sixth son walked in and said curiously: "Master, what is this Shaolin Temple doing, ringing the bell in the middle of the night?" Is it the end-off? ”

Liuzi just said a joke, but he didn't know that he had said the point. Just now he went to the guest room of the Shaolin Temple over there to meet a few old friends.

With the current identity and strength of the sixth son, he can be regarded as a figure with a head and a face in the chalk Chinese martial arts world, if you count the background of the position, I am afraid that it is more effective than many grandmasters of the older generation. However, Liuzi is not arrogant and arrogant, and knows how to manage his interpersonal relationships, so outside, Liuzi's reputation is very good.

"Be careful tomorrow."

Wang Hengxiao said a word, got up and went to rest.

The next day.

Shaolin Temple is solemn, there is a serious chanting sound in the temple, it is to chant for the monk who has just passed away, the Shaolin Temple presides over the letter and personally presides, Shaolin a group of monks who study Buddhism, as well as the warrior monks who practice martial arts are all present.

Early in the morning, Gangwu personally came to Wang Hengxiao's residence and said in a loud voice: "Lord Wang, today is the Dharma meeting held by my Shaolin for the uncle of Shi Zen Master, and I hope you will be there." ”

Wang Hengxiao walked out and looked at Gangwu, Gangwu bowed his head and did not interfere with Wang Hengxiao's gaze, Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Master Shizen, I have admired it for a long time." ”

Shi Chan's great name, when Li Jiansheng was alive, he told Wang Hengxiao that among the world's martial artists, Shi Chan can definitely be ranked in the forefront, and he is one of the strongest people in Shaolin.

is also a warrior of the same era as Li Jiansheng.

Gangwu led the way in front, and took Wang Hengxiao to the place of the Facha Society, a group of monks sat together and chanted the scriptures, and there were some martial artists of various martial arts schools around to go up to incense, Wang Hengxiao also saw a few acquaintances, who were met at the martial arts exchange chalk meeting three years ago, and there were many fresh faces, three years, enough to create some geniuses.

Nodding slightly with a few warriors who greeted him, Wang Hengxiao came to the host of the chanting with an expressionless face, and said in a low voice: "I regret the matter of Master Shizen." ”

Immediately, he took a stick of incense and inserted it in the incense burner.

"You killed your ancestor, and you're still pretending here."

Among the monks in the back row, there was a sudden roar, and a tower-like black face stood up, pointed at Wang Hengxiao and shouted: "You killed the ancestor, you have to pay for your life." ”

The faces of the people present are drastic changes, especially the previous Shaolin high-level monks, several heads and hosts, and the people of the surrounding martial arts schools are also very surprised, obviously they don't know what happened to the Dao, there are a few old warriors when they just came a few days ago, and they also saw the monk Shichan, all know that the body of the monk is very healthy, it is impossible to die in a few days, the only possibility is to die at the hands of others. …,

However, it is one thing to know the Tao, but it is another thing to be able to say it.

At this time, when I heard the black monk behind me shouting, they all suddenly realized, and they all looked at Wang Hengxiao, several people who knew the cause and effect of the matter, and those who knew the grievances between Wang Hengxiao and Shaolin sighed a little.

Shaolin stepped on Li Jiansheng's corpse on the chalk position, and became the chalk table and synonym of chalk Chinese martial arts.

Sooner or later there will be a price.

Zhisheng was sitting not far from the host, and when he heard his apprentice brother coming out, he hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Just shut up and sit down." ”

Gangjing's face was full of grief and indignation, and he strode to the front and shouted loudly: "It's him, it's him who killed the ancestor, why didn't you kill him?" Why don't you arrest him? ”

After a sleepless night, the more Gang Jing thought about it and was sad and angry, he was used as a blade by Wang Hengxiao to kill his ancestor, if he didn't do something, he was afraid that he would never want to raise his head for the rest of his life, and he would not forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Wang Hengxiao ignored Gangjing, finished the incense according to the procedure, bowed, and said in a low voice: "Master Shi Chan has profound martial arts, and the Buddha chalk method is boundless. ”

Gang Jing's unbearable punch hit Wang Hengxiao!

"Stop!"

Gangwu grabbed Gangjing's fist, but Gangjing's strength was much greater than his, and Gangwu moved his chalk body to stop Gangjing.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him, it's him who killed the ancestor."

Gangjing struggled, and wanted to punch again.

Zhisheng couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, and slapped Gangjing on the back of the neck, Gangjing suddenly fell unconscious, and fell on Gangwu's shoulder, Gangwu threw Gangjing to a few monks from the Luohan Hall not far away, and asked them to take it down.

Wang Hengxiao had just finished the ceremony at this time, turned to look at Gangjing who was carried away, and said calmly: "It's a good piece of material, I don't know if the Dao Buddhism can resolve the murderous history of his nature." ”

Zhisheng put his hands together and chalked ten, his eyes showed chalk, and said: "Amitabha, thank you for your concern, Master Shi Chan is a poor monk master, when the master is leaving, he once said that the donor's boxing method is through the gods, and the true meaning of the chalky boxing method is the first person today...... The poor monk has been practicing boxing for more than 50 years, and he thinks he knows a little, but I don't know if he can give advice? ”

Wang Hengxiao said lightly: "The master can compete with my apprentice brother." ”

Suddenly, the whole audience was shocked.

Although Zhisheng is not as famous as the first seat of the Dharma Hall, it can also be said to be the second master of the Dharma Hall, second only to the Intelligence, and it is not much weaker than the Intelligence.

Wang Hengxiao said this, but it was clear - you are not qualified to compete with me, and you are almost the same as my chalk brother! [To be continued "This text is provided by.] If you like this work, you are welcome to ◣◥ to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. 】