Shaolin Changquan is the basic boxing method of Luohan Hall, also known as Shaolin Thirty-three Road Divine Fist, a total of thirty-three styles, each style has four or five variations, total, there are nearly two hundred variations in total.

Although this martial art is only a basic introductory martial art, it is also broad and profound, and the power will increase with the improvement of internal martial arts, and it will never end.

In the Northern Song Dynasty in the past, there was Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, who fought all over the world in Juxianzhuang with a set of Taizu long fists, which is why he was invincible.

Touch!

The fists and palms intersected, and the air exploded, like tearing through the air, producing a piercing scream.

Monk Chengzhi didn't stand down until he quit seven or eight steps, and his face was flushed: "What a profound internal skill!" Who are you? ”

Chu Feng patted his palms lightly and said with a smile: "In Xia Chu Feng, he killed the emperor and Ao Bai two months ago!" ”

"What! It was you who killed Ao Bai and the emperor, and finally caused chaos in the world, and the people were miserable! ”

Five or six old monks hurriedly ran over, and when they heard Chu Feng's words, they were taken aback.

The monk in the middle clasped his hands together, said Amitabha, showed compassion, and then said: "Lord Chu is too cruel, how can he kill the emperor?" This is a great rebellion! ”

Chu Feng looked at this monk, he was very tall, but he was skinny, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked listless.

"Which master are you?"

The monk said: "Below is the abbot of this temple, Chengguang!" ”

"It turned out to be the abbot!" Chu Feng bowed slightly, "I admire Buddhism and want to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your temple, I don't know what the abbot said!" ”

"The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place in this temple, how can a person enter it?" Abbot Chengguang said to an old monk on the side.

"Who is the Master?" Chu Feng said.

"In the Dharma, Cheng Xin!" The old monk clasped his hands slightly.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Since this is the case, it can only be a good move under your hands!" ”

Cheng Zhi said: "Abbot, this person has profound martial arts and profound internal skills!" ”

Chengguang nodded slightly: "Amitabha!" ”

A group of senior monks in the temple began to surround Chu Feng, the inner circle is Chengxin, Chengzhi and other Dharma Academy, the monks of Luohan Hall, and the outer circle is other halls and temple disciples.

Shuang'er shouted, "Young Master, come on!" ”

The abbot Chengguang said: "The Buddha gate is heavy, how can the female benefactor enter, please retreat quickly and return my Buddha to innocence!" ”

Another cadre of monks divided their manpower, and they forced Shuang'er to drive Shuang'er out of the monastery.

Chu Feng flicked his fingers, patted his clothes, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, come on!" ”

Immediately, the dantian true qi ran extremely fast, covering the palms of the hands, and used the mixed yuan palm.

Mixed Yuan palm is the superior martial arts of Huashan, after practice, the palm opens the stubborn stone, refers to the broken bricks, shakes the hand to throw the enemy outside.

The high-level monks who surrounded Chu Feng took action one after another, exerting their own unique skills, and attacked Chu Feng like raindrops.

These monks are either the first of the Luohan Hall or the first of the Dharma Academy, all of them have profound internal skills and martial arts, each of them is placed on the rivers and lakes, they are all first-class second-rate characters, but at this time, they are all faceless, and they all shot at Chu Feng.

"There are many people, but all of them are crooked melons and cracked dates, and martial arts are common!"

After a few moves, Chu Feng displayed a variety of light and profound martial arts, and suddenly seemed to turn into a loach, slippery and slippery, and rushed out of the encirclement.

After he came out, he immediately changed his moves, and directly used the mixed yuan palm of ten successful powers, one palm at a time, and in the blink of an eye, these five people flew out upside down a distance of one or two zhang.

"Mixed Yuan Palm, Mixed Yuan Gong, this is the kung fu of the Huashan faction, who are you a disciple of Huashan? Could it be a disciple of Gui Xinshu? But how dare you be so rude! The abbot Chengguang showed a look of vigilance and said slowly.

In the martial arts sect of the Ming and Qing dynasties, Huashan and Shaolin could still have some influence at this time, and they retained some martial arts foundation.

But Yuan Chengzhi, a good man in Huashan, took a large number of Ma Zi's subordinates to hide overseas in Boni to be a foreigner, and he also came to the mainland a few times and saved a bunch of female dependents of the Zhuang family.

And the perennial on the mainland is the Gui Xinshu family.

"Sure enough, it's a thousand-year-old temple!"

"If you can't beat someone, just reason!" Chu Feng shook his head. Slowly walked towards the abbot Chengguang, and at the same time, silently urged the mixed yuan palm power in his hand.

"Abbot!"

"Evil thief, Buddha Gate Pure Land, how can you be presumptuous!"

The group of senior monks who fell to the ground, seeing that Chu Feng was going to poison the other abbot, got up one by one, their eyes were cracking, and they shouted fiercely.

"Alas, that's it! Lao Qu and the others are not donors. Abbot Chengguang let out a long sigh: "Chu Shizhan must not hurt people's lives, we promise you!" ”

"Hmm!! Being able to bend and stretch is the way to survive! Chu Feng nodded slightly, "Shuang'er, come here!" ”

Shuang'er pushed away a few monks who were blocking the road in front of him, and came behind Chu Feng with a happy expression.

Abbot Chengguang glanced at Shuang'er slightly and said, "In the land of Buddhism, you can't bring your female dependents in!" ”

"Shuang'er is a maid who serves me, so naturally she wants to come in!" Chu Feng smiled at Shuang'er and said.

"You're ......!"

"How can this be...!"

Cheng Zhi Cheng Xin and the others were fine, but the other monks were all red and angry.

"That's it!" Abbot Chengguang glanced at everyone, then looked at Chu Feng and said, "Master Chu, please come with me!" ”

Chu Feng then followed Chengguang all the way through the main gate, the Heavenly King Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and finally came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is built on the bank of a lake, in the middle of the lake, is a two-storey quaint attic, only a wooden bridge is connected, and the plaque in front of the door reads the three big characters of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This is the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, the reason why it was built in the small lake, is to be able to extinguish the fire in time to prevent damage to the precious ancient books.

Chengguang sighed slightly, beckoned to Chengxin and said, "Let the monks inside come out!" ”

Then he looked at Chu Feng and said: "The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place in this temple, and the great monks of the past dynasties have collected scriptures here, and please be sure not to damage the classics in it!" ”

"Well, this is natural!" Seeing a group of monks come out of the Scripture Pavilion, Chu Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Then this month will be bothered!" ”

After walking a few steps, Chu Feng turned around again: "By the way, I also ask the Medicine Master King Buddha Hall of your temple to prepare a food tonic medicine for me!" ”

Chu Feng took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels and handed it to the little novice who came out on the side.

Seeing that the abbot Chengguang nodded, Chu Feng and Shuang'er stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion together.

The pavilion is full of wooden shelves, and there is a smell of insect repellent medicine, some ancient books have yellowed pages, but they are still well preserved, and there are also some fragments and broken chapters, which are neatly placed on the lower level of the bookshelf.

What Buddhist scriptures, Chinese medicine books, Dharma books, ritual books, etc., Chu Feng directly skipped it at a glance and only looked at martial arts.

He naturally knew that it was unlikely that he would find a box-bottom kung fu such as the Yi Jin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra here, but as long as it was the first level of the seventy-two stunts, it was enough to satisfy him now.

Soon, he discovered this problem, these martial arts secrets are really flawed, and there are many flaws!

It's like seventy-two stunts, most of which have been lost and mutilated. Many of them are only one or two pages long, and in the corners of the books, there are still traces of fire, and at most there are only half copies, more than 20 pages.

Picking up the book with the most fragments, Chu Feng looked at the name.

Seventy-two stunt Dharma swordsmanship!

"Dharma swordsmanship! This is the only swordsmanship among the seventy-two stunts! Chu Feng showed a thoughtful look: "Legend has it that the Venerable Dharma, the ancestor of the Shaolin School, has realized a set of swordsmanship plus internal skills after facing the wall of Songshan Mountain for 18 years, the full name is Dharma One Hundred and Eight Styles, which is this set of Dharma swordsmanship!" And this set of swordsmanship is less than half, only fifty-four hands! ”

"Shuang'er, from these seventy-two stunts, you each pick out the strongest stunt of punches, palms, claws, fingers, knives, sticks, and battles!" Chu Feng pondered for a moment and spoke.

Shuang'er was puzzled and asked: "These martial arts are all defective, does the young master want to practice these residual skills?!" ”