Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Finger of Zen, Pointing to the Sky and the Earth!

Wu Lao Liu approached quickly with his hands behind his back and expressionlessly, and he didn't see any clever posture, but his body always maintained a slightly forward posture, straight as a javelin, and he would fall but not fall. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Shen Lian was still in front of the hut with his eyes closed and pondering, ignoring it.

The distance between the two of them quickly shortened, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than two meters away from Shen Lian, and the hard skill [Iron Cloth Shirt] suddenly urged, and a silver-gray iron palm came in an instant.

"Let me see, what ...... you have learned"

As the pressure approached, Shen Lian inhaled deeply.

There is no need to think about it, the body instinctively steps sideways, and the index finger of the right hand is lifted to the middle of the chest in the "golden needle pose", and at the same time the qi is lifted smoothly, and then the internal qi of the whole body is disintegrated to the finger ends......

Lightning out!

"Uhhh

There was a faint sound of breaking the air, and a thin but obviously dark red aura in the black adhered to it!

A first-class Buddhist Zen skill made him practice a little weird.

Palms and fingers touch!

"Qiangβ€”"

The sound is like gold and iron colliding, crisp and deafening.

The two took a step back at the same time, Wu Lao Liu covered his chest with his hands, coughed twice, and his face turned slightly pale.

Shen Lian exhaled the turbid breath in his mouth, shook his head, and slowly opened his eyes, as if he wanted to throw out the sequelae of the inexplicable needle pain after absorption, only then did he see that Wu Laoliu's expression was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Uncle Six, how are you? I'm sorry that when you rushed over, I forgot that you were injured......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It's okay. ”

Wu Lao Liu waved his hand to calm the restless and boiling internal breath in his body, and then looked at him quietly, his expression hesitant and solemn, and said, "But...... One-finger Zen? ”

Shaolin 72 stunts are not so strange to him, and the [Iron Cloth Shirt] is obtained from those "high monks".

It's just that this finger is Zen......

"Hmm."

Really?!

Hearing Shen Lian's reply, Wu Lao Liu still didn't see any superfluous expressions on his face, and only nodded slightly to show that he knew, but he was taken aback in his heart, and then the big stone in his chest fell to the ground and he breathed a sigh of relief.

[One Finger Zen] is the best of the Shaolin 72 stunts, the best fingering, and it is the only high-grade fingering that combines inside and outside...... Very good, finally lived up to expectations, rare, rare......

"Look at the finger strength you just had, the internal strength, has it been solved?"

"This is a fluke, [One Finger Zen] can be driven by other internal forces, and the most important thing is the special mental method of conducting qi and doing gong. The Chengguan monk is to practice [One Finger Zen] with the [Yijin Sutra], but I can't understand it at all. However, fortunately, in the general outline of fingering, there is also a basic internal skill called [Iron Finger Zen Strength]......"

"That's good."

Wu Lao Liu nodded, it seems that the rumors are indeed true. In this way, he also had a little self-preservation power for Yao Chun and his ilk, thinking of the inexplicable and mysterious expressions on the faces of Yao Chun and Liu Zhendong when they heard the party, he felt uneasy in his heart, and he always felt that something was going to happen......

"But ......"

Shen Lian recalled the strange scenes that flashed in his mind before, as well as the strange feeling he now had about the martial arts of [One Finger Zen], which he had just practiced, but felt that he was already familiar with it to the bones......

It's all just because of a small corpse crystal......

"It's okay to refine corpse qi martial arts...... Why can even the cultivation insights of others be absorbed? Doesn't this mean that there is no bottleneck in cultivating martial arts?! And you don't have to spend time re-learning and understanding? It's weird, it's unbelievable......"

Wu Lao Liu stiffly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a weird smile:

"This is the huge gap between 'teaching by word and deed' and 'refining and absorption', resulting in no contrast between the two! Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many tragedies of apprentices who were greedy enough to kill the master and seize the corpse crystal......"

At this, he sighed heavily, and looked calmly ahead, but his eyes were unfocused:

β€œβ€¦β€¦ There is a person who once made a very vivid analogy: the corpse gas in the body is ammunition, and it is suitable for various types of "guns", and each gun is different, and the killing and injury are different. The master taught others to own a gun from scratch and learn to use it, but it was as simple as snatching it directly from himself, not to mention, and it came with a lot of bullets and other good guns......"

After saying that, Wu Lao Liu smiled ugly, and then fell silent, and his ears seemed to ring the words that someone said that they would never forget:

"Master, I want your guns, all the guns ......"

Wu Lao Liu turned to look at Shen Lian, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what the result would be in the end this time......

Those two gazes slashed at his body like knives, and Shen Lian felt the pressure increase even though he knew that this oppressive force was not aimed at him.

"Six, sixth uncle, this, the color change of corpse qi...... What's going on? ”

Wu Lao Liu immediately came back to his senses, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, and his eyes turned into the same dead silence and tranquility again......

The topic diverged.

"Everyone's physique is different, and the purity of the corpse qi in the body is also different, so even if you cultivate the same kind of internal strength, the color of the internal qi after transformation and refining will not be exactly the same. But for the most part, it should all be pale colors, but with slight differences. It's the first time I've seen such a small amount of such a rich dark red like yours......"

Shen Lian didn't care too much about his weird dark red, anyway, he didn't feel any discomfort, thinking of Gao Genming's pale white internal strength when he made sword moves, he understood Wu Lao Liu's words a little:

"Is there any pattern in the middle?"

Wu Lao Liu thought about it, said a few words rarely, and said, "It's not necessarily related, but judging from the ones I've seen before." The Taoist mind is blue, the Buddhism is slightly golden, and some evil skills are mainly light black and light red...... There are also some extreme natures, similar to [Ice True Qi], [Fuyang Divine Skill], and [Heavenly Thunder Technique], and the color of these is a little darker...... Also, be careful when you see people using this type of martial arts! Although their martial arts path is relatively narrow, the internal strength they refine is particularly domineering, and even some people can single-handedly attract the resonance of heaven and earth, revealing transcendent phenomena......"

Single-handedly attract celestial phenomena?!

Shen Lian was stunned for a moment, he thought about the shocking and majestic scene of the nine-day wind rising and the thunder in all directions, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and then nodded solemnly.

Indeed, too dangerous!

But in my heart, I couldn't help but stir up.

With just one knife in his hand, the landslide cracked......

Corpse qi, can it also attract celestial phenomena?

Where is the limit of the world's masters?

The desire is more and more solid, and the thirst for strength is also stronger! However, Shen Lian himself also knew that he was just starting out, and he always thought that it was too unrealistic.

He slowly suppressed the excitement in his heart and focused on the present, when doubts surfaced......

He frowned.

Although the sixth uncle has special strength, he is not too high in subdivision, but he can have such knowledge, and he can still be safe and sound when he meets people of that level, it should be because of the old man.

That is to say, the old man is a person on the same level as those people, or even stronger......

Shen Lian's eyes gradually widened.

Wu Lao Liu glanced at him strangely, still thinking about what was going on, and suddenly realized the meaning of his words inadvertently, while feeling that this little guy was sensitive, his face changed slightly, he coughed, walked towards the hut, and said:

"What else do you have to gain besides this?"

Shen Lian replied with a wry smile: "The result is okay, but I really don't want to go through the process of absorbing corpse crystals a second time." Now, more than 40 minutes later, it still seems like a needle is pricking my brain from time to time......"

Wu Lao Liu's footsteps stopped, remembering that a certain guy was very dangerous and irresponsible, and coughed again.

"In addition to [one-finger meditation], all that remains is an accurate understanding of the acupoints of the human body and a little introductory Zen ......"

"Oh?"

Wu Lao Liu turned around and said with interest: "Zen?"

"It's just one finger Zen and its origin, and I feel very interesting." Shen Lian said, raised an index finger, and said solemnly: "Sixth uncle, what did you see?"

Wu Lao Liu only glanced at it, his face pulled, and he waved his hand angrily:

"Less of the mess...... Let's put it bluntly. ”

Shen Lian smiled and explained directly:

To put it simply, there was a Zen master who was extremely skilled in Buddhism, and when others asked him for the Dharma, he would hold up a finger, and everyone else would be able to understand it...... Over time, one finger of Zen will become famous all over the world. However, everyone understands differently, and the meaning of that finger is different. Just like the Chengguan monk, he is too dull and too honest, so what he understands is decent: one finger is one mind, that is, from one to the end, the meaning of the heart without distractions. Therefore, he devoted himself to martial arts and meditation...... I don't understand other flies and dogs, so I was tricked and ......"

Wu Lao Liu listened interestingly: "What about you?" ”

Shen Lian smiled slightly: "I was too lazy, so the first impression I realized at that time was that I remembered a person, a simple action......"

As he spoke, Shen Lian stretched out two fingers, one pointing to the sky and the other to the ground.

Heaven and earth, only I am one!

Wu Lao Liu narrowed his eyes.

"When I saw the old man, thank him for me first, I will definitely repay this kindness in the future...... Then I'll go see Wukong first......"

"Wait."

Wu Lao Liu stopped Shen Lian, walked into the hut by himself, and not long after, walked out with a stack of papers.

"Take these back and show them to the monkeys, but you must remember them and burn them as soon as you remember them all."

Shen Lian looked down and saw that there was a line of words written at the top of the first page:

"Iron cloth shirt, the method of doing the gong is as follows......"