Chapter Ninety-Five: Going to Shaolin (Asking for a Sanjiang Ticket)

"Leave the envoy! We are going to the Shaolin Branch to investigate the truth on this trip, could it be that the sect leader is planning to make a move against the Shaolin Temple? What does this have to do with dealing with the undefeated in the East?" Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "Brother Gu, you and I will jointly assist as the sect leader in the future, how can you be so angry? I am older than you, so you can call me Brother Xiang!"

Gu Chuanxia said from the goodness: "Brother Xiang!"

Xiang Wentian said: "That's right! The sect leader is an old man's magic skill, and the star-absorbing Dafa is actually better than the Sunflower Treasure Book, but there are some shackles that are difficult to get rid of. Dongfang is no longer undefeated, so he sent me to investigate the reality of Shaolin first, and then have our own arrangements. ”

Gu Chuanxia felt that things were definitely not as simple as what Xiang Wentian said, this person seemed to be bold and loyal, but in fact he was treacherous and cunning, and he could only listen to one point of words in his mouth, and the remaining nine points were all lies.

"Brother Gu! There is something to ask for for my brother, but it is a little difficult to speak. Xiang Wentian suddenly said with some embarrassment, as if he was really embarrassed.

"Borrow money, right? Brother, there's not much else, it's just money. Is it a thousand taels or ten thousand taels?" Gu Chuanxia took out a handful of silver tickets from his arms. This is Gu Chuanxia just picked up from the branch of the Gujia Chamber of Commerce, and the snake bag is still in the hands of Ren Xing, and Ren Xing has not returned it.

Xiang Wentian was stunned for a moment, and the hypocritical embarrassment on his face turned a little real.

"Actually, it's like this, although I have the realm of Fa Xiang, my internal strength and mental method are a little unsatisfactory, and the Divine Sect exercises I practice are too vicious and ruthless, and there are many troubles, which is not suitable for me. You Xiang eldest brother and I can't be more simply bold, so I thought about whether you can pass on my first-layer Jiuyang divine skills, maybe I can integrate Jiuyang essence and ingenuity to find a new way. ”

"I don't want it in vain, I have a magic sword technique and a Yin Soul Palm technique here, both of which are the top martial arts of the God Sect. You can take it out and exchange it with your brother. Brother, although your swordsmanship is superb, but the means are quite simple, these two martial arts are just enough to supplement you. ”

Xiang Wentian looked at Gu Chuanxia sincerely, as if he was really thinking about Gu Chuanxia.

Gu Chuanxia said: "I understand the kindness of my eldest brother, but as a swordsman, you should be sincere in swordsmanship." As for Brother Xiang's problem, I think this Shaolin will definitely be solved. Shaolin has seventy-two stunts, none of which is weaker than Jiuyang's divine skills. ”

Xiang Wentian's gaze became slightly cold, Gu Chuanxia's perfunctory was too obvious, and the refusal was even a little rough, which made people unhappy. Shaolin seventy-two stunts and not to mention whether they are good or not, these stunts may cause an uproar in the martial arts, but they may be several grades worse than Jiuyang magic skills.

There was silence along the way.

On Songshan Mountain, there are the two largest righteous sects in the Ming Dynasty martial arts, the Songshan Sword School and the Shaolin Branch.

The main peak of Songshan Mountain, Taimur Mountain, is towering into the clouds, and there are countless sword weapons surrounding the peaks, forming a magnificent sword dao array, and sometimes there are sword lights wrapped in human figures flying between the clouds and mountains, obviously all of them are innate level disciples.

Compared with the ups and downs of Huashan, Songshan shows the true pattern of the sword cultivation faction.

The Shaolin Courtyard is much more low-key, and a small path in the ancient temple in the deep mountains winds to the end.

"It's a human skin mask, and you can wear it and disguise yourself as someone else. Now I want you to disguise yourself as a pilgrim and infiltrate the Shaolin Branch. Figure out the deployment of Shaolin warrior monks. Xiang Wentian directly took out two human skin masks and threw them to Gu Chuanxia, and the task he explained was also very simple and brutal, and he didn't make it clear what needed attention. Obviously because Gu Chuanxia failed to make him happy, he held a grudge in his heart.

Gu Chuanxia didn't have anything to say, he took the mask and went to the Shaolin Branch.

"Remember not to play any tricks, the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill in your body can only be found by the Sect Master. Xiang Wentian did not forget to threaten.

Gu Chuanxia sneered, didn't look back at him, and strode away arrogantly.

Looking at the back of Gu Chuanxia leaving, Xiang Wentian also sneered.

Before I came, I told him that this ancient legend was unconvinced, and he would definitely disobey the yang and the yin. The statements of Jiuyang Divine Skill and Dugu Nine Swords must also be untrue. It's just that now he still has use value, so it's not easy to poke it. After the great cause is completed, he will definitely be forced to hand over the secrets of Dugu Nine Swords and Jiuyang Divine Skills.

As soon as Gu Chuanxia left Xiang Wentian, he lost two masks, changed his clothes, and then turned into a round fat man less than five feet tall with the method of shrinking bones and changing his appearance in Jiuyang Divine Skill.

turned down the mountain, hired a few palanquin drivers, and carried him up to Shaomu Mountain in a palanquin.

The Shaolin branch has been newly renovated for less than a hundred years, but there is already an ancient charm in it, the whole building looks ordinary, but exudes a very ancient atmosphere, as if there is a Buddha's gaze on this pure land, and the body and mind are quiet when you walk into it.

"What a clever Buddhist method of confusing the mind. This is the supernatural power of Buddhism, and it has turned into some kind of martial arts. Long Si said through the Five Dragon Mirror.

"How is it possible! If you want to transform into the martial arts of this era, ordinary monks can't do it, it must be a first-class figure of the Buddha. Could it be that there are any strong people in the Buddhist Sect who have not been destroyed or exiled?" Long Wu also said.

"Aren't we alive too, though we're just a wisp of remnant soul, somewhere between nothingness. Buddhism was in charge of reincarnation before and was good at reincarnation. Maybe there are many hidden methods, don't talk when you enter the temple, and be careful not to be discovered. Ryuuji spoke.

The five dragons all fell silent.

The monk at the door saw the sedan chair of the ancient legend, and his feet slipped in front of the sedan chair.

"If believers come to worship the Buddha and burn incense, please get off the sedan chair and walk to show their piety. ”

The voice is loud and mellow, obviously the Buddhism has profound internal strength, if it is ordinary people in front of such voices, they will weaken the momentum first.

Gu Chuanxia stepped down from the sedan chair, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Don't blame the master! Don't blame! I came all the way down thousands of miles just to see the true Buddha." Bless you to be able to make more money, marry more wives, and have more children. Each of the sons he gave birth to was an eight-foot man... ”

There are many believers who know the guest monks, and the believers ask the gods and Buddhas for some of the seven emotions and six desires. But it's the first time I've seen someone like Gu Chuanxia confess.

"As long as the donor is pious enough, I think the Buddha will definitely hear you. The monk could only deal with it and said, "The Buddha heard it, and he definitely won't help you achieve it." ”

"Understood, understood, pious! My ancient sword soul is the most religious. Saying that, Gu Chuanxia took out two big ingots from his arms and stuffed them directly into the hands of the Zhike monk.

"Small meaning! I also ask the master to say a few more kind words for me in front of the Buddha. ”

The Zhike monk held the silver ingot in his hand and almost fell directly to the ground.

"You cursed me to death earlier! And if I could see the Buddha, and have spare time to talk nonsense with you here? At least the abbot of the Shaolin Temple would have been fucking early. ”

Some other pilgrims and believers around also looked sideways when they saw it, some covered their mouths and snickered, while others glared angrily at Gu Chuanxia, thinking that he was desecrating the holy place of Buddhism with copper stench.

ps: Ask for a wave of Sanjiang tickets, and Sanjiang tickets can be collected on the Sanjiang channel.