Chapter Twenty-Seven: Seeking Death (Asking for Recommendations. )

The moon was in the sky for a long night.

Zhao Zimo was angry, and slowly exhaled a white gas, he straightened his waist and looked up at the starry sky, hoping to see meteors streaked across the night sky, but he obviously didn't have that kind of good luck tonight.

"Uncle Ancestor...... If you really look at it, no matter what kind of exercises, you will see it again. Zhang Sanfeng stood aside, there was no one at this time, and it was nothing to call the little uncle and ancestor, after all, he was called like this back then, and it was not that he couldn't call a few more words to start a sect, but he shook his head and sighed.

Although he knows that his realm is higher than that of his junior uncle, his age is here.

And he could feel it, although the little uncle in front of him was young and had only practiced for three years, his qi and blood were not weaker than his own, or even stronger, and he really didn't understand why.

But the little monk Zimo, who was born in the innate realm, knew that almost from the moment he was born in this world, the true qi in his body was constantly circulating, making his innate Dao body not only practice qi and enlightenment more wishful, but also make his physique comparable to that of a natural martial fetus, which almost made him practice for sixteen years.

And the apprentice of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Bai Aries, is a natural martial artist, if he didn't have the experience of being a child, he would really be able to ascend to the sky in one step.

But in this world, in fact, the division of physical fitness is not very clear, and it is often known that an innate Dao body, and the Buddha's son and Buddha's heart, usually look at the quality of the muscles and bones, but this may also waste the talent of some disciples.

But the other side of the big world divided these points clearly, and the system gave him an innate Dao body, and felt that it was not enough, so he gave him another exercise that could run automatically, just to let him not be pulled too far away before entering that world.

Just because ...... It's a truly amazing world!

And Zhao Zimo, after all, is also based on the main world, after all, in the infinite world, not all exercises can adapt to the rules of the Heavenly Dao there.

So he has to use a limited amount of time to become stronger.

"I can remember it once I watch it, but if I don't train it a lot, my body naturally can't remember these moves.

I can see you practice Tai Chi once and you will learn the moves, but if you don't tell me the true way of Qi Rotation, I will not be able to exert my power either. Zhao Zimoxin sighed in his heart, Taijiquan is worthy of Taijiquan, Yin and Yang are combined, Taoism is natural, and achievements are unlimited.

It's just a pity that Zhang Sanfeng can only stay in this world, thinking of this, Zhao Zimo looked at him with a sigh.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know why, but he still smiled slightly: "What did the little uncle think of?" ”

"I thought of it, but I don't want to say it, I taught you the method of accumulating momentum, this is something I have studied since I was a child, if my physique is too bad, I can't bear it......"

"Haha, it's enough for Poor Dao to have a hand of Tai Chi, I just want to see this strange way of luck."

"Well, I'm optimistic......"

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In the early morning, the mountain fog is filled, and the entire Shaolin Temple seems to be in a fairyland.

And the people who practice martial arts also got up early, their faces were still a little excited, mainly looking forward to today's martial arts alliance master meeting.

After all, it is extremely difficult to see a congenital master, and the abbot of Shaolin seems to agree to fight with that person, if he is fated to see it today, it is not worth the trip.

When many people saw the two monks, they meditated in the square all night, and they didn't say anything, and they found their places to sit down.

With the number of people, the little monk Zimo walked out calmly, and everyone's eyes followed his figure, until they came to the most central ring, when he slowly took off the Buddhist beads on his neck and wrist, let the heart treasure take away.

Zhao Zimo glanced at the martial arts people present, and said in a deep voice: "I, Shaolin, have summoned the heroes of the world, just to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, and let him lead everyone to oppose this unfair Yuan Dynasty together."

My Buddha pays attention to the equality of all sentient beings and is dedicated to goodness, but the Mongols have gone on a killing spree in our Central Plains and do not treat the Han people as human beings, which is really what I have seen with my own eyes.

Otherwise, this seat would not want to kill the emperor, so that this world will be completely chaotic.

As for the method of choosing the leader of the martial arts alliance, this seat originally wanted to let some like-minded friends come to make a move, but after thinking about it for a while yesterday, I knew that the friends of the Vajra Sect couldn't wait.

In order not to hurt all the friends in the rivers and lakes.

That's the place to guard the ring.

Whoever wins this seat, I will naturally retreat, if anyone keeps until the sun sets today, he will be the leader of the alliance! ”

There are not many words, but they are full of momentum, and the release of the innate realm from the inside out is enough to make many people feel the pressure, not to mention that there are not many people who want to go up and lose face, especially these masters, who have long understood in their hearts that the abbot of Shaolin is to be the leader of the alliance, they are just giving face and cheering.

Of course, there is no one in the rivers and lakes here who is not disgusted with the Yuan Dynasty, everyone is Han, which dynasty and which generation have suffered this kind of suffering, the opportunity is here, we must grasp it, and under the banner of anti-Yuan, if you don't come to participate, then you don't have to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future.

After speaking, Zhao Zimo sat cross-legged, held his breath, and sat down in an instant.

This kind of ability makes people sigh, at this moment, they can sit still, and I don't know whether to say that this Shaolin abbot has a big heart or is fearless.

"Senior brother." Aries is twenty-one this year, and he slowly opened his blood-red eyes, but his consciousness seemed to be awake.

"Senior brother...... You. Yuanzhu was stunned when he saw that the little junior brother was suddenly able to speak, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what to say.

"Senior brother, do you know that I have never been free from my inner demons in my life, and I have never lost my memory."

"What?" Beads exclaimed.

Aries stood up suddenly, and many people in the rivers and lakes instantly looked over, only to see a hearty smile: "It's just a demon, I have been fighting with him for a lifetime."

But today is the battle I want to fight the most, not just for Master's nurturing grace.

It's also for the Vajra Sect, for the senior brother, and for the first war of Mongolia, so I have to be sober. ”

Yuanzhu Zen Master's tears flowed out as soon as he brushed it, and he stood up in an instant and pulled up the arm of the white sheep: "Go, senior brother doesn't ask for your forgiveness, don't fight, senior brother doesn't want to see you fall into the devil anymore......

It's my brother's fault......

Yes, I still want the Vajra sect to flourish in Dayuan.

Yes, I still want to sit in the position of the sect master of the Vajra Sect.

It's because I can't stand you, little brother......"

The Yuanzhu Zen Master was about to slap his old face, and everyone looked confused, they couldn't hear what the two of them were saying, but a faster hand quickly grabbed his arm.

It's like a baby and a giant man in tug-of-war, no matter how hard the beads work, they are unmoved.

Yuanzhu was in tears, and he didn't know how to write the word shame at this time, so he only watched Aries slowly let go of his hand, then walked to the ring, turned back slightly and said, "Senior brother, I don't have the power of a dragon......

But I can fight with one punch and ten thousand pounds. ”

The young man walked into the ring like that, and he took one step at a time: "I, Aries, am the master of the Golden Wheel of the Vajra Sect."

Today we will fight in your Central Plains...... Death! ”