Chapter Ninety-Seven: At least Lin, Fight the Spiritual Sky
Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Since the past year after the Bodhidharma patriarch crossed to the east, Shaolin Temple has become the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains, and the dynasties have emerged in all dynasties. Over the past hundreds of years, Shaolin Temple has accumulated unimaginable popularity and heritage, and has long become the pillar of Buddhism in the Central Plains.
Therefore, no matter how the country changes, the rulers of all dynasties have never forgotten to win over Shaolin.
It's just that in the past few years, the name of Shaolin Temple has never been as glamorous as it used to be. Even though three years have passed, neither the monks of Shaolin Temple nor the people in the martial arts believe that they will never forget the fragrant past when Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci was exposed in front of everyone!
The kindest person in the world, in the martial arts, is like a perfect abbot like a living Buddha, but in fact he is actually a hypocrite full of benevolence and morality, and a belly of male thieves and prostitutes! He actually had an affair with Ye Erniang, one of the four most despicable villains in the martial arts, and gave birth to a child!
This incident was exposed, and Ye Erniang's evil deeds had already been fueled by people with intentions, and the whole rivers and lakes were boiling!
Therefore, the monks of Shaolin Temple can only let time dilute this scandal, in the past three years, Shaolin Temple has long been closed to the mountain gate, except for the Shaolin Mountain around, basically there is no trace of Shaolin Temple monks anymore!
And it was in this deserted atmosphere that Gu Xiao came to Shaolin Temple.
"Master, it's been a long time." In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, at this moment, the only surviving elder of the previous generation of Shaolin Temple, as the uncle of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation, but he was willing to be an obscure sweeping monk in this Shaolin Temple, and a man in white appeared in front of the Lingkong monk (Mo Ge I).
Gu Xiao looked at the indifferent Lingkong monk in front of him, smiled and nodded, even if he had said hello.
"Amitabha, the Dugu donor came to my Shaolin Temple again, I don't know what to do?" Master Lingkong folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and asked Gu Xiao's intention.
Three years ago, Gu Xiao exposed the true face of Xuan Ci's hypocrisy in front of the martial arts and even the people of the world, it can be said that Shaolin Temple is now in this field, and he definitely has to bear a considerable credit. If the monks of Shaolin Temple are asked to select the person they hate the most, then I believe that the first hated person must be Ye Erniang who seduced their abbot, the second hated is Xuan Ci who ruined the reputation of Buddhism, and the third hated must be Gu Xiao who poked out all these things!
If Gu Xiao's martial arts are a little worse, I believe that Lingkong will definitely temper him and let him stay in Shaolin Temple, and don't think about going anywhere. It's a pity that the Lingkong monk asked himself that he might not be the opponent of this little bastard, so he could only be polite.
Gu Xiao looked at the Lingkong monk standing in front of him, and there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
Three years ago, the Shaolin Temple was battled. The Lingkong monk never took the initiative to make a move, so he didn't have a very clear idea of this old monk's martial arts, he only knew that this old monk's martial arts were extremely high, and he shouldn't be under Wu Xingyun Li Qiushui! Now that three years have passed, when we meet again, we know that this old bald donkey's martial arts are not only not under Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui, but I am afraid that they are even half a step higher!
Therefore, if he couldn't hold back, Gu Xiao wanted to challenge this old monk!
At that moment, Gu Xiao shouted: "Master Lingkong, I have heard for a long time that you have refined the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, and the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts have been practiced to the point of perfection. Today, the younger generation challenges you! ”
Master Lingkong's face was bitter, and he said: "Lord Dugu is so murderous, I am afraid it will not be a blessing of martial arts in the long run." What's more, the donor's martial arts have already reached the peak, and the old man asks himself, he is not your opponent. What's more, the old man is a monk, so why should you be strong! ”
Gu Xiao sneered: "If you don't do it, then it's no wonder to me!" If you don't want to fight, I will kill all the monks up and down the Shaolin Temple, burn the Shaolin Temple, and let the Shaolin Temple be removed from the martial arts from now on! ”
"You! ...... "Rao is Lingkong monk since entering the Shaolin Temple, has been studying Buddhist scriptures, is a real sense of the way monk, after hearing that Gu Xiao is so domineering can be said to not give him the slightest way out, but also can't help but rise in his heart a fire of ignorance.
For a moment, an impulse arose in the heart of this former Mingjiao Great Demon to dismantle Gu Xiao into eight pieces!
Fortunately, after all, he is a Taoist monk, who has practiced Buddhism for decades, and his Buddha nature has already soaked in his spirit, and after the anger flashed away, his state of mind once again returned to the ancient well in the past, and Lingkong's face was sad, and he said: "In this way, the Dugu donor has to do it with the old man today?" ”
"That's nature!" Gu Xiao cut the railway.
"Please!" The Lingkong monk stretched out a thin arm to Gu Xiao and gestured.
Gu Xiao also stretched out an arm and signaled, "Please!" ”
Swish! Swish! Two winds sounded, and on a waterhole not far from the Scripture Pavilion, two people were already standing in a blink of an eye. The two people stood on the surface of the waterhole, as if they were treading on the waves, which was particularly magical.
The Lingkong monk looked at Gu Xiao and said with admiration: "The martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction are mainly chic and handsome, I haven't seen it for three years, and the martial arts of the Dugu donor have not only obtained the three flavors of the martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction, but also have gone to the next level and begun to walk out of their own way, which really makes the old man frightened!" ”
Gu Xiao sighed, pulled out the crape myrtle soft sword on his waist, pointed at the ground obliquely, and said without humility or arrogance: "The master's one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts is not bad to cross the river with a reed, and he is worthy of being the first person in Shaolin Temple!" As he spoke, Gu Xiao glanced at a reed that was trampled under his feet by Lingkong.
"Master, take the sword!" As he spoke, beside Gu Xiao, a true qi long sword composed entirely of true qi had already floated, and the long sword exuded endless sword qi, and the sword light was restrained, just like a real crystal clear divine sword, which was really beautiful!
It's just that there is a great killing intent on this sword, and as soon as Gu Xiao's voice fell, this true qi long sword was already shot out like an arrow from the string, shooting towards the Lingkong monk with lightning speed.
"Amitabha!" The Lingkong monk clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha name, crackling as if it was the reappearance of the battle of Shaolin Temple three years ago, and there was a sound of bones in the thin body of the Lingkong monk, and then he became tall and straight again.
In an instant, the Lingkong Monk turned into a golden man, and he stretched out one of his golden palms, and grabbed Gu Xiao's True Qi Long Sword with one palm. The palm of the hand poked out, and an illusory palm print suddenly appeared in the void, like a Buddha probing his claws!
Syllable! The True Qi Long Sword shot out by Gu Xiao collided with the palm print of the Spirit Sky Monk, and immediately made a crisp sound, and the True Qi Long Sword broke inch by inch on the spot, and then disappeared into the void. Then, the illusory palm print of the Lingkong monk disappeared into invisibility, and his body couldn't help shaking.
"Amitabha, Lord Dugu's innate body-breaking formless sword qi is really getting more and more powerful now." After a move, the Lingkong monk exclaimed.
Gu Xiao said with a smile: "The master's martial arts are not bad, he actually mixed the three Shaolin stunts of Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, Golden Bell Jar, and Donkey Kong Palm, I believe that on top of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, the master is already comparable to the Bodhidharma Patriarch." ”
"Master, take me a few more tricks!" Gu Xiao shouted.
Swish! Swish! Swish! As he spoke, three True Qi long swords had once again floated around Gu Xiao's body, and the three long swords shot out in a zigzag shape, and the three swords flew together, as if they were performing a set of brilliant and abnormal swordsmanship in the void, shooting towards the heart of the Lingkong monk and other vital points.
"Amitabha!" The Lingkong Master once again recited the Buddha's name and stretched out a palm.
This palm was so mysterious that it seemed as if the space was collapsing in the void, and Gu Xiao only felt that his three True Qi long swords seemed to be shot into the mire, and for a while, he couldn't move forward. The connection between him and the three True Qi Swords also became weak.
Swish! With a flick of the Lingkong Monk's palm, Gu Xiao's three True Qi Long Swords suddenly took a turn in the void, and then shot backwards towards him.
"The world has shifted!" Gu Xiao exclaimed.
Although he had never seen the miraculous Qiankun Great Shift that was boasted about by the people in the Ming Sect, he could still recognize it, and he was able to turn back his True Qi Long Sword, which was condensed by the incomparably condensed innate broken body invisible sword qi, and only the Ming Sect's Qiankun Great Shift!
Seeing this scene, Gu Xiao couldn't help but have a fighting spirit in his heart, and shouted: "It's a big move, but I can't help it!" ”
Recite! As he spoke, the three True Qi long swords had already shot in front of him, Gu Xiao raised the Ziwei Soft Sword in his hand, and with a shake of the long sword body, the three True Qi Long Swords were cut off by the sword qi shot from the blade of his Ziwei Soft Sword, and then disappeared into the void.
"Old monk, take my trick again." Gu Xiao's fighting spirit has been completely stimulated by the great movement of the Lingkong Master, he shouted, the Ziwei soft sword in his hand has been trained to shoot out a sword ray that is three feet long, the sword is condensed and indestructible, and the long sword is shaking, and it has already slashed towards the Lingkong Master.
"Amitabha!" Master Lingkong recited the Buddha's name, and in the face of Gu Xiao's sword slashing towards him, he erected one of his palms, and the palm of his hand played a palm power mysteriously, heading towards the sword! (To be continued.) )