The night is as old as ever, and the tourists on the mountain have long since returned.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Cang's speed did not decrease, and he jumped all the way, and when he came down from Wudang Mountain, it was only a short time of ten minutes.

Wait until you get to the side of the road and wait for the empty car to be rented.

After eating the medicinal food, he took a few sips of spiritual wine.

I'm really hungry, those two meals are really not enough to ward off hunger, and I can't get six full points at most.

The head also guessed wrong, his aura was strong and the level of consumption was at least three times that of him.

Two meals, you have to order again, four multigrain steamed buns, five bowls of porridge, and it is still ten.

But it can also be seen.

The 'grade' of the medicinal diet and spiritual wine that I eat is much higher than that of these medicinal diets.

Although this amount can be compensated, the human stomach is limited, and the speed of digestion is also limited.

Also ate three meals.

I ate the Yuanwu medicinal diet, and the true qi consumption rate can be replenished in a day.

But after eating the medicinal diet of this world, although it is also digesting itself, how fast can it be.

When he is full, his stomach is full, and he cannot eat any more.

will always let their own true qi be in short supply, and then stagnate and strengthen.

Think of it this way.

With the blessing of his various Yuan Things, the speed of cultivating True Qi was several times or ten times that of 'Ordinary True Qi Martial Artists', and they were far from being able to keep up with their cultivation progress.

But.

Although I didn't eat enough on the mountain, but now I settle the harvest this time, but it is full, and a copy of "Tiyun Zong" can't be exchanged for any medicinal food.

Because I tested it when I left just now.

That scene of a few feet of leaps was really not to show off himself, but to try to run the exercise routine to see if there was any increase to his speed.

After passing this test myself, I came to a conclusion.

Even if you don't have an innate, you can just use the 'Light Gong Operation Technique' recorded in the "Tiyun Zong", plus the blessing of your own true qi, and the four divine powers, you can double your speed.

Just like before.

One step is ten feet, nearly forty meters.

If it is described, put the building flat.

It is equivalent to stepping out in one step and jumping over the top of ten floors.

I have to say that the book "Tiyun Zong" is a congenital book, and it really lives up to its reputation.

Jiang Cang thought of this, and also looked forward to how magical the Shaolin "Yijin Jing", which was also famous and recorded and praised by Wudang history books.

And when Jiang Cang was thinking.

After waiting for a while, the lights swirled around as the traffic on the road went, and occasionally pedestrians passed by the road.

A taxi with an 'empty car' also came from the east.

Jiang Cang saw it, came back to his senses for a moment, stretched out his hand, and waited for the car to stop, without delaying anything.

As soon as you get on the bus, the place name is reported, and the price is negotiated.

The driver's master turned around with a backhand very neatly, and walked towards Shaolin.

A night in a hurry.

Then close your eyes in the car and recuperate, and your true qi will run.

Jiang Cang listened to the cold wind outside the window, and as usual, he practiced his skills all night.

But on the other side.

In a room on Wudang Mountain.

The head and his brothers did not rest, but instead put a few glasses of water on the table, talking about Master Jiang, who came to be a guest today.

There is also the scene of Master Jiang's final departure, such as 'shrinking the ground into a ruler', which shocked them even more.

"You all saw it just now.." The head of the family is now in front of all the junior disciples, and his speech is not so formal, so he has to call himself poor at a glance.

"Let's talk about it." The head of the house held the water cup and took a sip, "Our senior brothers have been around for decades, just talk about what you think, don't hide it." ”

"I think what the senior brother said is very right, and what he did is not wrong."

The head of the house fell, and on the left table, an old Taoist answered.

But he didn't mention Jiang Cang's light strength in his words, but instead said what the head of the family said to their senior brothers before.

"I don't think it's wrong for the senior brother in charge to send cheats. After all, although "Tiyun Zong" is a profound secret book handed down by the ancestors, no predecessor in the door has been able to practice it for hundreds of years. Don't say it's us, one generation is not as good as the next.."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, looked at the brothers who were silent, and saluted to the master,

"But now I look at Master Jiang's age and martial arts, and he is inherently promising. Maybe after Master Jiang sets foot in the congenital, he will also read the grace of giving cheats to our door and teach us some experience. So I think the senior brother in charge did the right thing, and I believe that the ancestors will definitely approve of it if they know it. Can't we let our generation gradually grow old and die like the previous generation, work behind closed doors, and finally don't even see the innate shadow? ”

When he said this, his face was a little sullen, "If that's the case, no matter how mysterious it is recorded in the scripture secret book, it's just a joke!" ”

When the words fell, he shook his head and stopped talking, anyway, his meaning is here, and the head of the house sent the cheats, and he sent it right.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

"Senior Brother Wang.." Several Dao Chiefs next to him saw that this Wang Dao Elder became more and more excited, and they were disrespectful to the elders in the door, so they hurriedly persuaded him and interrupted his words.

But in their hearts, they almost had the same thoughts as this royal road chief, and they all felt that the predecessors had left a secret book, and if they couldn't practice it, they couldn't pass it on, and let them continue to explore the way forward.

Where to go? It's not just embarrassing.

I can't talk to people from outside, I can't exchange experiences with outsiders, and after a long time, I am confused, and I feel that my predecessors can't explore it for hundreds of years, so they have explored it?

Now that diplomacy is in vogue in the international situation, why should they go the opposite way and act behind closed doors.

But.

No one spoke before, the door rules are still the door rules, and "Tiyun Zong" can't be seen by outsiders.

They also can't talk about 'communication'.

Even now, the head of the family is afraid that these junior brothers will 'die by the rules' and prevent him from handing over the cheats to Jiang Cang, and then he will do things first, and then tell them, so as to save someone from refusing.

But now.

They looked at each other a few times, and they all thought the same thing.

More 'communication', there must be my teacher in the threesome.

"Don't talk about it again." The boss didn't care about the posture of the royal road chief, this performance came and went, didn't he let himself step down and make a mistake for them.

Everyone knows it, so let's not talk about it, let's talk about the rest.

"Master Jiang's martial arts are indeed high."

The master got up and drank the water from his cup.

When the Taoist leaders next to them saw it, they also got up one after another, knowing that this matter was over, and finally the head of the sect summed it up, and it was time to sleep.

"My strength is far inferior to Master Jiang." The head walked towards the door, opened the door, and turned back to look at everyone: "Senior Brother Cheng is right, just with such light skills, true qi use, and strong strength, I am not Master Jiang's enemy. ”

The head of the house fell, and stepped out of the door in one step, as if learning Jiang Cang's longitudinal leap light skills when he left Wudang, but one step was only thirteen or fourteen meters away.

"It's really too bad.." When the elders who came out of the house saw each other, they looked at each other, then looked at the head of the courtyard who shook their heads, bowed, and went back.

But they also almost have a foundation in their hearts, knowing that Jiang Cang's true qi is strong, almost more than three times that of their own head!

Because, the length of each additional step across the domain is not calculated according to the original proportional addition.

They felt that if the head of the sect wanted to be like that Master Jiang and be able to step out of ten zhang in one step, this would not be a trivial matter of doubling the strength and accurately calculating according to the multiplication table.

After all, the resistance of the wind and the force it bears on the other side are all added to the original limit.

As you can imagine, it will be more and more difficult.

It's like stacking bricks, fifty of them fall together, and if you don't push it, it won't necessarily fall.

But if you double it, a hundred of them, maybe the wind blows, and it will collapse.

This is all on the basis of the limit, and the further back you go, the more difficult it is to stack.

For example, the distance of the master's step is about thirteen or fourteen meters at most, and if you double the thickness of your true qi, it will be seven or eight meters more.

And when the Taoist elders were thinking complicated, and when they returned to the house, lying on the bed, they were still thinking about the inevitable.

As time passes.

At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Jiang Cang turned two rental cars and also came to River Province.

After getting on a tour bus, go to the foot of the forest temple mountain.

It's around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Cang had already adjusted his spirit to the peak, and avoided the pedestrians who climbed the mountain to worship the Buddha and travel, and the speed was the same as ordinary people climbing the stairs quickly, two or three steps at a time, heading towards the mountain.

This is also to conserve physical strength, not to waste it quickly.

But Jiang Cang stepped up to the gate of the mountaintop temple without breathing.

If anyone sees it, everyone must be surprised, this is something that ordinary people can do?

Fortunately, many pedestrians were walking and resting, and did not pay attention to Jiang Cang, who was walking briskly.

Even if they paid attention, they couldn't keep up, and they didn't know if Jiang Cang was resting in the next gazebo.

Just one way or another.

After Jiang Cang came to the gate of the temple, he glanced left and right, turned around and walked through the main gate, and walked towards the side hall.

As soon as I walked out of the main hall gate, there were no pilgrims and travelers in this courtyard.

But at the gate of the courtyard on the right, there is a group of monks who also seem to have just come back from the mountain, and are moving towards the Shaolin Hou Temple.

Thereinto.

Headed by the monks, the person who was vaguely protected by the monks, wearing the abbot's robe, was an old man of about fifty or sixty years old, with a physique of '3', and was also the abbot of Shaolin.

But Jiang Cang glanced at him, and then set his eyes on another middle-aged warrior monk, who saw that this warrior monk was wearing a thin monk's robe in the late autumn season, his muscles bulged, and his skin resembled a bronz, and his physique was sufficient'6. ’

It looks like he's a master, and he's also an 'outside practice?' 'Physical cultivation, I don't know how kung fu is.

"Abbot."

Jiang Cang thought for a moment, and walked a few steps forward to follow, wanting to say hello and explain his intention.

At the same time, the abbot heard someone behind him shouting to him, and he was also stunned.

The monks next to him walked sideways around him, vaguely separating the visitor from the abbot.

"Who is this man?" The abbot saw Jiang Cang unfamiliar, but he had never seen it in his memory, so he was a little curious in his heart, and he didn't know what Jiang Cang was shouting for.

But he was puzzled, his face was kind, and he called a Buddha again, and said with a smile on his face: "This donor, if you petition, please move to the main hall, you have your own temple.."

"Jiang Cang is here on this trip." Jiang Cang returned the salute with a fist and said with a smile: "I came specifically to find the abbot." ”

'Click..'

Jiang Cang's words fell, the abbot did not speak, but the middle-aged warrior monk moved sideways, standing on the right front side, staring at Jiang Cang, and did not speak.

Jiang Cang saw it, the number of etiquette remained the same, and he continued: "Jiang Cang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. I am fortunate to have touched the corner of the 'congenital' in the past few days, so I came here today to borrow your temple's "Yijin Sutra" to take a look.

No, no. ”

Jiang Cang said with a smile: "Jiang Cang wants to gather the strengths of a hundred schools and explore the innate path that has disappeared for hundreds of years. ”

"Borrowing books? Innate? The abbot glanced at Jiang Cang, including the monk next to him, who also looked at Jiang Cang with surprise and confusion.

Because of the legend of the innate warrior, no one knows it, and there is no warrior who does not look for it.

Even the monks of Shaolin Temple have been looking for hundreds of years on this road, just wanting to get a glimpse of the legendary 'innate nature'. ’

It's just that.

The abbot and the others saw Jiang Cang dressed in a practice uniform and looked young, and then listened to his words of 'practicing martial arts for more than ten years'.

To be honest, the abbot and the others really didn't believe that this Master Jiang could condense the 'true qi', let alone touch the legendary innate 'door' again. ’

No way, I look too young.

I haven't heard of the word Jiang Cang, it's really a ghost book at night.

But.

Although the abbot didn't believe it, he still smiled and said, "If Master Jiang is fasting, please go to the back mountain with Lao Gao." But the monks don't talk nonsense, the matter of innocence is very important, and all sects and sects are looking for it, but they can't find a clue."

The abbot said, and then the Buddha said: "This matter, let's wait until after fasting." ”

"Does the abbot believe it?" Jiang Cang asked rhetorically, he heard that the abbot was polite, but it was full of perfunctory.

Perhaps by the time the meal was finished, the abbot would have already run down the mountain to the provinces to continue preaching his Dharma.

So what else is there to say about this?

Although this realistic sect has come to an end, it is like a real river and lake, everything depends on its own martial arts, or the real chapter of the charter and words.

"Abbot." Jiang Cang clenched his fists again, "I know that my words are slight, and I don't come from the big sect, so the abbot will politely excuse me." ”

Jiang Cang turned sideways, spread his hands, turned sideways slightly, and put on a bow shelf, "It's better to choose a master and give a hand, and naturally know if Jiang Cang is a joke or a big talk." ”

"Master Jiang, you.." The abbot frowned, because he didn't want to take it, afraid that Jiang Cang was here to 'touch porcelain'.

Because what if the people in the temple beat Jiang Cang and Jiang Cang lay on the ground?

There is competition in all walks of life.

The abbot felt that Jiang Cang was very likely to be invited by another temple to 'make money and make a bad name for himself'.

"You don't pick. I pick. Jiang Cang looked at the warrior monk who had not spoken, "This master may have a hand?" ”

'He actually picked Uncle Dust? The monk next to him glanced at Jiang Cang, but he didn't expect that this Master Jiang would be a good choice regardless of whether it was a trust or not!

picked it up, and was called the empty dust master of the 'Temple Arhat' by everyone up and down the Shaolin Temple!

In this fight, it is estimated that this somewhat young Master Jiang will be beaten.

Because they know that 'Uncle Kongchen' was adopted by the former abbot since he was a child, and he is still fighting in martial arts, or the mental method of "Yijin Sutra", the foundation is just right, and he has practiced since he was a child, and his kung fu has long been high!

They saw with their own eyes that Uncle Kongchen's punch was strong, and he could easily break the bluestone the size of a grinding plate!

If it hits someone, it's definitely dead.

It's not easy to earn money.

"Master Jiang.." When the abbot saw that Jiang Cang chose the number one master in his temple and the protector Arhat, he also persuaded him, and he was afraid that his junior brother would beat this Master Jiang out of something.

But Jiang Cang looked at the empty dust that had been looking at him, and invited again: "This master may take a hand?" ”

Jiang Cang said, seeing that Kongchen was still unmoved, and then smiled: "I went to Wudang yesterday, but I was also refused. But Zeng said that he could take my Jiang Cang's hand, Jiang Cang didn't say a word, turned around and went down the mountain. In the end, Jiang Cang was fortunate to meet the head of Wudang, drink tea together, and intersect with each other. And the same goes for it. As long as you can take my hand, Jiang Cang apologizes, goes down the mountain, and doesn't say more. ”

"Little monk empty dust, please!" When Kong Chen saw Jiang Cang repeatedly inviting himself, and said that he couldn't leave his arrogant words, his face jumped, and he was ready to teach this Master Jiang a lesson.

And Jiang Cang saw that after the empty dust shelf was opened, he took a lunge, took a step forward, and the distance of seventeen or eighteen meters passed in an instant, and the probe grabbed the empty dust monk's robe, shook it, and made him pause, and then stopped.

He reflexively returned to the same place, as if he hadn't moved, and hugged his fists to the stunned crowd.

"Master Empty Dust concedes."