Forget!

Just one word, it seems ordinary, but at this moment, it shook like thunder, and it exploded in Lin Pingzhi's ears, making his whole person can't help but be stunned on the spot, countless illusions appeared in front of him, and he was looking back on the past, and the scenes of his seeking, penance, and fusion of various martial arts in several worlds all came to his mind at this moment.

Mixed elements are the same, the road is simple!

Lin Ping's heart was clear, and the meaning of the sweeping monk's words was not to let him forget his own exercises, but to let him forget the doctrinal ideas attached to the various martial arts he cultivated, put aside the interference of external objects, return the exercises to their origins, and only retain the most primitive core theme of martial arts: strengthen themselves and defeat the enemy!

It's just that this matter is simple, but it is not easy to do, even with Lin Pingzhi's martial arts cultivation today, it is still difficult. However, this matter is difficult and difficult, but if it can be done, it will definitely allow Lin Ping to ascend to the sky in one step and knock on the right path.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Lin Pingzhi respectfully hugged his fists and saluted, just like that day on Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng talked to him about martial arts, so that he understood the way he should do.

The ancients paid for it, the teacher of one word, nothing more than that!

But the ancients also said, everything should be courteous and reciprocated, the sweeping monk pointed out the direction of his practice, and after he thanked him, he also responded: "The grace of the industry, the younger generation has no respect, only to present a volume of martial arts, talk about gratitude." As he spoke, he took out a book and handed it to the sweeping monk.

"This merit is called the Sunflower Treasure Book, and it is the first-class Yang Divine Skill in history. ”

Lin Pingzhi smiled and introduced: "Cultivating this skill, if you can penetrate the hidden mysteries in it, you will have the opportunity to get a glimpse of the wonderful realm of martial arts where heaven and man are incarnated. ”

"Oh?"

Although the sweeping monk is a high monk, it is impossible to have no desires, otherwise, it is impossible for him to practice this extraordinary martial arts, hearing Lin Ping's words, he subconsciously took the sunflower treasure book and opened it to see.

The beginning does not have the eight-character mantra that makes people feel cold, this is Lin Pingzhi's own martial arts essence, integrating the undefeated Sunflower Treasure Book 2.0 version of the East and the Lin family's seventy-two ways of splitting evil swordsmanship, and re-composing the new version of the Sunflower Treasure Book, which is profound and mysterious, but I am afraid that it is more than the original version.

"This .........."

The sweeping monk is worthy of a generation of martial arts masters, he just went through the whole mental mantra, and then he couldn't help frowning, and said to Lin Pingdao: "Lin Jushi, I'm afraid this kung fu is not appropriate." ”

Lin Pingzhi smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

The sweeping monk said: "This kung fu is as Lin Jushi said, it is the world's first-class Yang Kung Fu, but I see its positive, it has exceeded the limit of Jiuyang, so fierce positive, women belong to yin can not practice, even if men can cultivate, I am afraid they can't escape the death of burning themselves." ”

"Not really. ”

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile: "There is no absoluteness in everything in the world, this kung fu seems to be impossible to cultivate, but in fact, it is a hidden secret, as long as you can understand the mystery, you can ascend to the sky in one step." Speaking of which, the reason why I have been able to get to this point today is that this kung fu has played a big role. ”

The sweeping monk said: "I wonder if Lin Jushi can tell me where the secret of this kung fu is? Although I am old, I also want to get a glimpse of the essence of this rare skill." ”

"Okay!"

Lin Pingzhi laughed loudly: "As long as the master can defeat me, I will give the essence of martial arts of this sunflower treasure book!" As he spoke, he saw his figure flash, and then disappeared in place.

"What?!"

The group of heroes was amazed, and suddenly they only felt that the hairs all over their bodies exploded in an instant, and the true qi in their bodies involuntarily activated, subconsciously protecting their bodies.

"This ..........."

Even Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo and other top masters are not exempt from vulgarity, such feelings, among the three, only Xiao Yuanshan has ever felt it, as if he has returned to decades ago, in the adventure valley that haunted his soul, when he was at the beginning of his martial arts, he faced his master!

"Could it be that this kid surnamed Lin has a high level of martial arts and has caught up with my master?!"

Unbelievable, unbelievable, Xiao Yuanshan looked at it in a blink of an eye, only to see that Lin Ping's figure was disillusioned, and he had already appeared in front of the sweeping monk.

"Lin Jushi is good at kung fu!"

In the face of Lin Pingzhi's fast sword attack, the sweeping monk's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise in his mouth, and then probed his hand into the void, and volleyed the Qimei stick in the hand of a Shaolin monk near the left.

"You're not bad either!"

Lin Pingzhi stepped down, the sword followed the person, the light turned into shadows, inexplicable, the sweeping monk held a stick in his hand, as if he had taken a magic weapon that could be turned into thousands of weapons, sticks, swordsmanship, knife skills, marksmanship........ All of them came easily, and Lin Pingzhi fought against each other and fought together.

Originally, the masters intersected and often condensed their strength to a very small range, intending to seek maximum lethality, but these two people have subverted the common sense of martial arts, and they have no intention of constricting their strength at all, but instead each urges the true intention of martial arts, rendering the surroundings, as if communicating the power of heaven and earth, so that the battle circle continues to expand.

"Not good!"

"Hurry back!"

Seeing that the two masters in the field were staggered, their strength was scattered, and the battle circle was constantly expanding, and the onlookers around them couldn't help but be shocked, and they couldn't stop falling backwards under their feet, and then looking at the field, Lin Pingzhi's actions with the sweeping monk didn't seem to be very fast, but on the contrary, most people couldn't see their movements clearly.

Only the real top masters can understand that the reason why this situation occurs is because the speed of Lin Pingzhi and the sweeping monk has exceeded the limit that ordinary people can see, and it looks slow, but it is actually extremely fast.

Fighting fast and attacking fiercely, this feeling is completely different from when Zhang Sanfeng was fighting, and in the fierce battle, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but let out a long roar: "Happy!

"Amitabha. ”

The sweeping monk sighed: "Since the death of my old friends, I haven't fought like this for a long time, but there are many people here, and it will inevitably hurt the innocent, so we might as well ........."

"How about a different place?"

As soon as the sweeping monk spoke, Lin Pingzhi knew what he wanted to say, nothing more than to say: There are many people here, and it will inevitably hurt the innocent, so we might as well stop here?

Of course not!

Lin Pingzhi was already boiling at this time, his eyes were staring at the sweeping monk, the sword momentum was suddenly raised, and the volley slashed down, breaking the Qi Mei stick in the sweeping monk's hand, and the ice sword in his hand could not bear the extreme power, and it fell to the ground inch by inch: "Master, what do you think?"

The sweeping monk looked at the broken Qi Mei stick in his hand, couldn't help but sigh, and put down the way to Lin Ping: "Lin Jushi, you have turned my Shaolin Kung Fu into a method of killing, aren't you afraid that it will be difficult to become a great way?"

"Hah!"

Lin Pingzhi chuckled to himself: "Since the old man in the past can send a letter to the valley and turn Hu into a Buddha, why can't I return to my roots and re-refine the Buddha into the Tao?"

When the sweeping monk heard this, he was silent for a while, he stopped talking, and walked towards the outside of the temple by himself, Lin Pingzhi walked with him, and the two of them had gone out of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the group of heroes was slightly stunned, and when they could react, they hurriedly chased after them, only Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, and Murong Fu, the two fathers and sons, were still unmoved, and wanted to stay and settle the enmity.

Everyone chased out of the mountain gate, only to see Lin Pingzhi's figure floating, like a ghost, and the old monk was also vigorous, and his figure became erect, twenty or thirty years younger.

Everyone quickened their pace, only three feet and two steps to catch up behind them, but the old monk and Lin Pingzhi two light skills, it is really never seen in their lives, as if they have evil arts, everyone mentioned the light body and rushed hard, only to feel that the mountain wind blows the face like a knife, although the speed of running, but on the contrary, the chase is getting farther and farther, only a few top masters, can barely follow behind.

After a while, Lin Pingzhi and the sweeping monk came to an open field at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, the two were more than ten zhang apart, standing opposite each other, but seeing Lin Pingzhi raise his hand to gently brush the hair hanging down in front of his forehead, he smiled evilly and said: "Master, although you hold Yuan Shouyi and think quietly, you can only seek a moment of peace of mind after all, and you can't really get rid of it, so it can be seen that you haven't been able to forget everything." ”

"If I hear it, everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and I should look at it as such. ”

The sweeping monk was not moved by Lin Pingzhi's words at all, and chanted the true scriptures in his mouth, although there was no terrifying aura around his body, but faintly, there was an indescribable majesty, as if King Ming's angry eyes were about to open.

In the rear, the top masters among the heroes finally caught up, including Gu Mozhi, Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, Xuzhu and several Shaolin school Xuanzi monks, all of whom chased over, wanting to witness a rare peak duel.........

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