Chapter 243: The National Teacher of Tibet (I)
() Qiao Feng's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his palm to slap it, but he didn't see any abnormal movement, and then dissolved the sword qi without a trace. Gu Mozhi was a little startled, took his fingers, bowed down and said: "Okay, 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', Qiao Gang Master really got it, and I learned it today." ”
Turning around and coming to the four elders, he saluted and said, "I have heard the names of the four elders of the beggar gang for a long time, and today I have a fate to meet, and the little monk has come to pay a visit." The four elders also saluted: "The national teacher is polite, but I don't know what the national teacher is here for?"
Gu Mo Zhi said: "The little monk has been fond of martial arts since he was a child, and he has also worshiped a famous teacher to learn a skill. When I was in Tibet, I heard the saying of 'Qiao Feng in the north, Murong in the south' in the Central Plains, and I always wanted to find an opportunity to compete with these two. Especially since I came to the Central Plains, this idea has become stronger than ever. ”
When the four elders heard this, they all looked at each other, and Wu Changfeng smiled and said: "Oh, it is common sense that the national teacher is obsessed with martial arts and wants to find someone to compete, but there are many martial arts players in the Central Plains, why do you have to insist on finding these two?"
Gu Mozhi glanced at Wu Changfeng, shook his head and said: "It's not a secret, I originally had the same idea as you at the beginning, but since I came to the Central Plains, this idea has gradually changed. Because although there are many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, there are few who can connect with my Gu Mozhi for a few moves. ”
"Hmph, what a big breath!" Chen Guyan sneered and said, "The words of the national teacher seem to be a bit exaggerated, I am a master of martial arts in the Central Plains, and I am afraid that you will not be able to afford to find one." The national teacher is so conceited, it seems that he is a little ashamed. ”
When Kumachi heard this, he was not angry, but suddenly stretched out
With a finger, I clicked back and forth in front of a bamboo tree on the opposite side a few times, and then I heard two "poof" sounds, and there were already two more holes in the bamboo.
"Wuxiang Robbery Finger!" The four elders were all stunned, and Elder Xi stepped forward and exclaimed: "National Teacher, what you just made is the Shaolin Peerless 'Wuxiang Robbery Finger'?"
A hint of pride flashed on Gu Mozhi's face, and he said with a smile: "Yes, what the little monk made is one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, the 'Phaseless Robbery Finger', which the little monk learned by chance, and it can be regarded as a sacrifice in front of everyone." ”
"The Wuxiang robbery finger is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, the power is great, varied, and non-Shaolin monks can not practice. As a foreigner, the national teacher didn't expect to learn this stunt and admire it. "The speaker is tall and stands out among the four elders.
Gu Mozhi glanced at the man and said, "Your Excellency is Elder Song, I heard that you used to be a Shaolin monk, and then you came to the beggar gang after returning to the world, no wonder you know this." ”
Elder Song said: "Yes, back then, I had a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and I sneaked into Shaolin to practice martial arts for the sake of family feuds. Later, he went down the mountain to take revenge, and in order not to implicate Shaolin, he was classified as a beggar. The national teacher, a foreigner, knew a lot unexpectedly. ”
Gu Mozhi smiled: "The Shaolin seventy-two stunts are difficult to learn, but they are not people who have not learned, in addition to the Bodhidharma Patriarch, there are actually other people." It's just that this person has always been low-key, so there are many people in the rivers and lakes who don't know. ”
"Oh, but I don't know who the national teacher is talking about?" Elder Song exclaimed.
Gu Mozhi took a step forward and clasped his palms together: "Elder Song, that person is far away in the sky, close in front of him, small
The monk is. ”
Elder Song sneered: "The national teacher said that it was funny, even if you can make the 'Phaseless Tribulation Finger', you may not be proficient in the seventy-two stunts. Shaolin 72 stunts were originally created by the Bodhidharma patriarch, in addition to him alone, Shaolin monks in the past dynasties few people practiced.
"Although there are cultivators in later generations, they can only practice more than twenty or thirty items, and today's abbot only knows a little bit about it, and he can't be proficient in the department's stunts, how dare you, a foreign national teacher, boast of Haikou here, and claim to be proficient in seventy-two stunts?"
Gu Mozhi smiled: "Martial arts are the most talented, and they have nothing to do with others. Isn't Patriarch Nadharma also a foreigner, since he can learn, how do you know that I can't learn? Besides, the little monk can become the national teacher of Tubo and has his own good strength, if Elder Song has any doubts, just try it with me. ”
Elder Song snorted: "What a crazy tone! Song is not talented, but he wants to learn the national teacher's high skills." With his feet apart, he put his hands in a posture, and made a move of "Mount Tai Yingsong", and hit Gu Mozhi's chest.
"Good time!" Hakumachi sneered, took a step forward, reached out to block it, and the other hand went straight to the opponent's lower abdomen with lightning speed.
Elder Song's face was slightly shocked, and he hurriedly raised his foot and kicked it sideways, but he didn't know that Gu Mozhi's move was just a false move, he smiled slightly, and his palm suddenly turned, and slapped Elder Song's right shoulder from bottom to top.
He made a few moves in a row, and Elder Song frequently changed his tactics to deal with it, but he was finally passive, so he heard the sound of "touch", and he had already received a palm from Gu Mozhi on his chest, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, shook it, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.