Shaolin is the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, many Shaolin martial arts, although it is the art of killing and killing, but if these kung fu want to practice to a high level, you must understand the relative Buddhist artistic conception, otherwise it is difficult to enter the elegant hall after all, which is also the true meaning of Buddhism martial arts, and Chengguan monk has participated in Shaolin martial arts all his life, although he is ignorant, but his heart is pure, and a body of Buddhist martial arts has comprehended many true meanings, which is also the reason why his martial arts cultivation is the crown of the whole temple.

In the discussion between Gui Zhong and Chengguan, he felt the true meaning of Buddhism in his martial arts, and under the bypass, he vaguely had a deeper understanding of the cultivation of sword potential, which was much better than the effect of his solo enlightenment.

"Well, the poor monk will use a finger of Zen kung fu to lead the Taoist masters. ”

Monk Chengguan did not shirk, he himself loves martial arts, and there is such a great master as Gui Zhong to learn, the opportunity is rare, and he will naturally not let it go.

Lang Sheng said a word, the whole body was full of qi, and under the operation of internal force, the entire hall seemed to be buzzing, like the sound of an ancient temple bell, which was really terrifying.

This is a vision of his full operation of the internal power of Buddhism.

Gui Zhong's eyes lit up, this Chengguan kung fu opened his eyes, a body of Buddhism internal power furnace fire pure, pure and incomparable, in his consciousness induction, Chengguan has disappeared, there seems to be a dazzling light in front of him, as if the sun and the moon shine on a Buddha, soft and righteous brilliance overwhelming.

Such situations can only be felt by the mind, and cannot be seen by the naked eye.

Only martial artists like Gui Zhong who have begun to practice spiritually can discover the mysteries.

Even Chengguan himself may be vague and don't quite understand.

Under this finger, the other person was still three feet away in front of Gui Zhong's body, but a condensed and sharp finger force had already shot out, as if an invisible air flow was erupting from his fingertips.

Shaolin stunt one-finger Zen!

"What a Yijin Sutra, one finger Zen!"

Gui Zhong laughed loudly, feeling extremely happy, feeling that today's trip to Shaolin was really not in vain, and it was not in vain to be able to see such magical skills.

Under Chengguan's finger, the qi enveloped Gui Zhong's whole body, as if there was nothing, everywhere, there was no clear target for attack, but everywhere was the target of his attack, this kind of mysterious martial arts made him so surprised.

Shaolin's one-finger Zen skills, coupled with the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra of the Chengguan monk, have exerted a strength far beyond his current realm.

"Master teach me Huashan swordsmanship!"

Gui Zhong's eyes condensed, and pointed like a sword, his arms trembled, as if there was a sharp sword qi in the spit, in a flash, it was a heavy sword move, he was bare-handed, but what he performed was a swordsmanship, this kind of ability is also the ability that he can only have these days when he understands the profound sword power.

Although it is not that there is no sword in his hand, he has a sword in his heart, but it is enough to exert the strength of Huashan swordsmanship.

Puff, a muffled sound, every finger of the bell is pointed out, it is like a divine sword stabbing down, the fingertips are wrapped around the pure and condensed internal force, even in the face of Chengguan's one-finger Zen Gong, it will not fall behind.

The two of them are dressed and hunting, their bodies are erratic, they are connected by the sword fingers of the Zhong, they are dressed in green clothes and are chic, they have a sword fairy style, and the Chengguan action is clumsy, one move and one style, clear and clear, thick as a mountain, like a Buddha and an arhat, just and vast, and has the power of subduing demons.

Between the two of them, there was a strong confrontation, and in the main hall, the air flow was roaring, and the group of old monks around them were dazzled.

Hum, after dozens of moves, the two of them touched, both stepped back, Gui Zhong was calm, his face was ruddy, the fierce aura on his body slowly calmed down, the light in Chengguan's eyes flickered, although his face was a little pale, his spirit became more and more vigorous.

"Amitabha, the Taoist is much more skilled than the poor monks. ”

Monk Chengguan had a peaceful face, as if he had gained, folded his hands, bowed silently, and said in a voice.

"Hehe, the master is too modest, your Shaolin Kung Fu has gained the true meaning, and over time, you will achieve great achievements. ”

Gui Zhong still has a good impression of Chengguan, and his tone is also very soft, this old monk is a very simple person, he loves martial arts and is obsessed, in addition, there is no scheming distraction, such a person is undoubtedly worthy of admiration.

"Abbot Cong, Poor Dao has gained a lot today, so I will leave. ”

After Gui Zhong finished speaking, his feet flickered, and he had turned into a cyan shadow and disappeared into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Many Shaolin monks watched Gui Zhong drift away like this, and they were dumbfounded.

"Amitabha, this Taiyuan Dao Changhui has deep roots, he is a person who is bent on martial arts, and he has no ill will towards me Shaolin, so it's okay, I'll scatter it. ”

The light in the eyes of the Zen master of Xuan Cong flickered, and his heart completely settled down, just now Gui Zhong suddenly appeared in Shaolin, which made him a little worried, afraid that he would be unfavorable to Shaolin, and now after a discussion, he left a sentence and left, although it was a bit rude, but after all, he completely let go of the worries in his heart, which is also a good thing.

A few days later, in Wudang Mountain, the same scene happened again, and Gui Zhong rushed to Wudang in order to teach martial arts.

The injuries suffered by Tsinghua Daoren had long since healed, and they began to worry about the intention of returning to Zhong, but after a discussion, they knew that they were worried about nothing.

Tsinghua Taoist is the head of this generation of Wudang, a body of Tai Chi Gong is very subtle and pure, Gui Zhong is a martial arts source Taoist, for Tai Chi Gong such as the creation of yin and yang, the operation of the way of rigidity and softness of martial arts, there are some similarities.

The two of them found a remote place in Wudang Mountain, and tried their best to learn martial arts, talking about martial arts, especially Taijiquan and Taiji Sword, these two kung fu, gave Gui Zhong a great shock, and the idea was far-reaching, so that he could not reach it, although Tsinghua Taoist was not his opponent, it was not that Gui Zhong's martial arts surpassed Taijiquan Sword, but his understanding of these two kung fu was not deep enough, far from being able to exert the true power of these two kung fu.

On a flat ground in the Wudang Mountains, two figures moved vertically and horizontally, and the two long swords were constantly intertwined, the sword light was swallowing, and the cold air was pressing.

A layer of blue light, the sword qi is fierce, straight into the sky, between the moves, the strange peaks emerge one after another, like fog and electricity, and on the other side a long sword slowly strokes, oblique circle, positive circle, front circle, back circle, one move and one style, all with the sword to draw circles, layer by layer of flexible sword circles continuously, like a cocoon, the body of the Qinghua Taoist people is shrouded, even if Gui Zhong's exquisite swordsmanship wants to break through this layer of sword circle, it is very difficult, unless he uses absolute internal force to urge the sword qi, a sword to break through the defense.

It's just that if he really does this, he will lose the true meaning of learning, and he will not do it.

"God is the sword first, with the god of the sword, the sword is continuous, flexible as water, Tsinghua Dao is good swordsmanship, a good Tai Chi swordsmanship, poor Dao is not as good. ”

After hundreds of moves, Gui Zhong performed the swordsmanship again and again, but still did not break through the defense of the Taiji Sword Circle, his body jumped, withdrew from the circle, and said with admiration in his eyes.

"Hehe, Taiyuan Daoyou is too humble, with your martial arts, you are naturally far above the poor Dao, although the Taiji swordsmanship of the Poor Dao is exquisite, it is difficult to resist the divine skills of the Daoist, right?"

Qinghua Daoren's face smiled indifferently, these days, the two have talked about martial arts many times, and those mustards in the past have long been removed, and they naturally don't have many scruples when they talk to each other.

"Hehe, Tsinghua seniors praised it falsely, Tai Chi swordsmanship is famous all over the world, it was Zhang Zhenren's supreme mastery back then, and my juniors are still too far behind his old man. ”

Gui Zhong sighed with emotion, his words are exactly his own intentions, Zhang Sanfeng is a generation of grandmasters, this senior's martial arts attainments are fascinating, just look at this Taijiquan sword can imagine how unfathomable the martial arts of this one was, although Gui Zhong is confident, but also knows that there is still a huge gap between himself and this great master of the past and the present.

"Alas, the martial arts of the ancestor and his old man are naturally extremely profound, but it is a pity that my descendants are not good, even if they are poor and have learned Taijiquan Sword all their lives, they have never cultivated this martial arts to their homes. ”

Qinghua Daoren's expression was gloomy.

"The fate is impermanent, there is no need to force it, to the realm of our waiting, martial arts is already focusing on a comprehension word, once an epiphany, it is immediately a different world, but unfortunately, if you want to break the shackles of Ren Du, it is too difficult, and I don't know when it will be done." ”

Gui Zhong shook his head and sighed.

"Ren Du shackles, I don't know how many people have been blocked by this level, the cultivation of Sanfeng Patriarch back then is ancient and modern, and he is already the supreme master of the innate realm, I and other juniors are unimaginable, I can't hide it, many of my predecessors in Wudang are also stuck in the shackles of Ren Du, and they can't break through for a long time, and finally regret it for life. ”

"The same is true of my Huashan faction, even the master of the poor Dao, who was known as the Divine Sword Immortal Ape back then, was stuck in this step and was difficult to break through in the end, this world is too bound to us, it is difficult to break it. ”

Whether it is the Huashan faction where Gui Zhong is located or the Wudang faction of the Qinghua Daoist, they are all sects with a long heritage, and many of the situations of the older generation have been recorded, and they also have an understanding of the constraints between heaven and earth.

These days, the two of them are helpless to talk about this issue.

"That's it, this is also the number of lives I am waiting for, I can't force it. ”

Speaking of the bondage of heaven and earth, even a character like a Taoist in Tsinghua is also a little interested in getting up.

"Tsinghua seniors, the poor road has been in Wudang Mountain for a while, these days I have been taken care of, now I will go back, let the governor shackles, no matter what, the poor road is to be broken, I hope you and I have a goodbye day. ”

Gui Zhong said solemnly.

"You have really decided? Even if your sword momentum is beginning to form and your will is condensed, there is still little hope of breaking the shackles of Ren Du, and now that you are still young, you don't need to be in such a hurry, right?"

Qinghua Daoren's face changed, he naturally understood the meaning of Gui Zhong's words, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Haha, Poor Dao is at the peak of martial arts, and he can't break the shackles of this governor, and in the end it's just a cup of loess, besides, it's just that I'm still young now, and my life is vigorous, if I hit the shackles, there is still a glimmer of hope, and when I get older, under the exhaustion of qi and blood, it is even more impossible to break through, and the seniors don't need to say more, Poor Dao is gone." ”

Before Gui Zhong's words fell, his body had disappeared in a vertical leap, and he left Huashan along the mountain road.

"Alas, genius, I hope you can succeed. ”

Qinghua Daoren looked at the direction of Gui Zhong's departure with hazy eyes, and sighed for a long time.

Leaving Wudang Mountain, the purpose of returning to Zhong this trip down the mountain has been fully achieved, when the world's largest two leading sects in the martial arts he visited one by one, to discuss the Tao, although it is only less than a month, but for him, it has been a lot of gains, whether it is Shaolin's Buddhist kung fu, or Wudang Mountain's Tai Chi true meaning, all contain the two sects to inherit the ancient wisdom, in the discussion, the wisdom of these predecessors also has a great inspiration for Gui Zhong, his sword momentum has been small, the spiritual will is condensed like iron, sharp and dazzling, it is time to break the shackles of Ren Du。