Huashan Shilou Peak is in the east of Chaoyang Peak of the East Peak, and the road is extremely difficult. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In some places, the hill is like a knife cutting a side slope, as high as hundreds of zhang, there is only a treadpit that can accommodate feet, there are no branches and vines on both sides to climb, and the people who climb the peak can only climb up by lying on the granite, and can reach the peak with both feet and hands.

There are also some places where the slope is too steep, even if you lie on the granite, it is easy to fall, so you have to nail out a wooden plank road around the cliff, and the plank board of the plank road is suspended in the air, and the view is thrilling.

There are several wonders on the east peak, and there is a natural stone pattern on the cliff wall on the side of the stone building peak, like a giant palm print. This is the Huayue cactus that is listed as the first of the eight views in Guanzhong, and the story of the giant spirit god opening the mountain and guiding the river originates from this.

Of course, the steepness of these places is not much different from the spacious flat land for a warrior like White Cliff. Even if he stumbles and falls, he can climb the rock wall again, which is not much more dangerous than sliding a slide.

While enjoying the scenery of Shilou Peak, Baiya went towards the east side of the peak. There is a small platform there, which is where he competes today.

Walking too slowly, the road has an end, and soon, a huge martial arts arena appeared in front of him. Compared to the normal martial arts arena, dozens of huge stone pillars were erected around this martial arts arena, and bright runes flashed on them.

Just as Bai Ya stepped into the martial arts arena, a translucent barrier was erected between the stone pillars. The barrier is guided by stone pillars, which converge in the center of the sky above the martial arts arena, like a glass bowl covering the entire martial arts arena in it.

He reached out and touched the translucent barrier, and found that the tentacles were cold and cold, and there was really a little glass texture.

"Is it the white benefactor of Qingcheng? The little monk has been waiting for a long time!" Bai Ya was still sighing, and a flat voice had already come from the opposite side.

Bai Ya turned to look and saw a young monk with a beautiful appearance and a blue scalp coming from the other end of the martial arts arena. His gaze swept over the monk's head, and he couldn't help but grin at the corner of his mouth.

Tang Hunt was right yesterday, judging from the current situation, this Xuanku monk is indeed a good target for a challenge, because he has no ring scars on his head!

In fact, Buddhism originally did not have such a thing as a scar, which is a unique product of Shenzhou Buddhism.

In the year 802 of the Shenzhou calendar, Zhou Yuan Gong paid homage to the Buddha, and the monks of the Western Regions, Jiaye Morteng and Zhu Falan, carried the scriptures and Buddha statues on white horses, and came to Luoyi, the capital of the Zhou Kingdom, and built the first Buddhist temple in Middle-earth, "White Horse Temple".

In the same year, Zhou Yuangong granted amnesty to Zhou Guo and made the prisoners believe in Buddhism and become monks, but he was afraid that they would flee the monastery and continue to do evil. So he burned the ring scar on the prisoner's head for identification, and since then the burning of the ring scar has become the beginning of the penance of entering the Buddhist sect.

In today's Buddhism, the number of scars for monks is very particular, generally starting from a scar, called "pure heart", and then it is necessary to begin to abide by the most basic precepts of Buddhism, the "five precepts".

The second ring scar can only be obtained if you practice well in the temple, and the general examination time is two or three years, which is called "Lefu".

From the third scar, the monks are novices, and they have to receive the ten precepts of Buddhism. There are also six, nine, and twelve ring scars at the back, and the more ring scars, the stricter the precepts to be followed.

The monks with twelve scars on their heads are the bhikshunis who hold the Great Precepts, and these great monks not only burn the scars, but some also burn their little fingers as a supreme offering to the Buddhas.

The Shaolin monk in front of Bai Ya was bitter, and he didn't even have a ring scar on his head, indicating that although he had become a warrior monk, he had not yet practiced real Buddhism.

This is also the characteristic of most warrior monks in Shenzhou, practicing martial arts requires nutrition to keep up, wine and meat are indispensable, and naturally there is no way to keep the precepts. Later, when the effort was high, the demand for worldly wine and meat decreased, and then he began to practice Buddhism.

"I've seen Master Xuanku, and when the next two junior disciples invited to fight yesterday, I hope I don't take it to heart. Bai Ya was very polite and said solemnly.

"The donor is polite, there must be a misunderstanding here!" Xuan Ku's originally solemn expression was slightly stunned, and he hurriedly raised his palm and returned the salute.

He was invited to fight this time, but in fact, he did not meet Tang Hunt and the two in person, but the senior brother who went down the mountain to go shopping seemed to be angry, so he had to take the battle book.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, Xuan Ku didn't know anything about Bai Ya, but he learned from the other party's junior brother that the other party was a Qingcheng disciple, and he also practiced hard skills and fists and feet.

It is precisely because the other party is somewhat similar to his own martial arts, and then the brothers and sisters on both sides belittle and ridicule each other, that this competition has happened.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. Since everyone has practiced a certain way, naturally no one is willing to admit that they are worse than others, otherwise this face will be too big.

Therefore, after consulting his own master, it was not surprising that Xuan Ku was allowed to participate in the war.

"Don't hide it from the master, I practiced tiger boxing in the lower master, and when I was young, I had a simplified version of the "Tiger Capture Gong" of your temple's 'Five Broken Tiger Claws', so I embarked on the road of martial arts. Bai Ya shook his head and said with a sincere smile, "One of my great wishes when I came to Huashan this time is to compete with the masters of your temple in order to ......."

Xuan listened bitterly and listened, and slowly felt that the taste was wrong, his thick eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and his eyes became more and more weird when he looked at Bai Ya.

Shaolin does have a tiger claw skill, but his ears are not deaf, and what the other party said is definitely "Tiger Capture Gong", not Shaolin Tiger Claw Gong.

As a disciple of Buddhism, there is only one genuine "Tiger Capture Gong" he knows, and that is Shaolin's biggest competitor, the "Tiger Capture Gong" of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang.

Xuan Ku felt like a dog at this time, he felt that he definitely didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, otherwise he would have encountered such a.

The fire in my heart that was provoked by my brother last night unconsciously came up again.

"Ahem, donor, donor...... Bai Shizhu!" Seeing that the other party was still chattering, Xuan Ku finally shouted with a dark face, interrupting Bai Ya's bittersweet memories about his martial arts career.

Realizing that there was some gaffe, the monk Xuanku hurriedly bowed his head and bowed, "Amitabha, sin, sin, the little monk is rude!"

"Oh, it's okay, the master doesn't know, it's ...... below"

"I know, I know, the little monk understands!" Seeing that Baiya was a little bit of a tirade, Xuan Ku was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, "Shaolin, Shaolin, the little monk is a disciple of Shaolin, not the White Horse Temple, not the White Horse Temple in Luoyang!"

Bai Ya's words stopped abruptly, and he looked at Xuan Ku with round eyes, and for a while, the silence in the martial arts arena was audible.

"Shao, Shaolin Temple, isn't it, it's not the White Horse Temple?" Bai Ya's voice seemed to be a little crying, so that the Xuan Ku on the other side couldn't help but blame himself, thinking that it would be good to fight casually just now, why do you have to say it so clearly!

"Yes, Shaolin Temple!" Xuan muttered bitterly and replied, feeling a little apologetic, and hurriedly added, "However, Lord Bai is at ease, this temple also has a tiger claw skill, although it is not a poor monk's major martial arts, but it will be some, and it will be ...... later."

"Shaolin Tiger Claw Gong...... Bai Ya looked bitter and pouted in embarrassment, "Alas, forget it, little monk, you still pick what you are familiar with!"

As soon as the master called him, he became a little monk......

Xuan Ku looked at Bai Ya with a look of disgust, his face couldn't help but twitch, and the little apology in his heart was immediately thrown to Java.

If it weren't for the fact that he was always taught by the master in the temple to be calm, he felt that he should not care about anything now, and go up and beat the kid in front of him first to relieve his anger.

"Then donor be careful, the little monk will make a move!" Xuan Ku blackened his face and strode forward towards the white cliff.

"Wait, you're not ...... in vain"

"I'm a Shaolin disciple!" Xuan Ku couldn't hold back his anger anymore, he was so angry that he even changed his self-proclaimed little monk to me, and a tiger pounce showed the Shaolin Tiger Claw Gong, "Look at it, this is Shaolin Tiger Claw Gong, not ......"

"It's a good time!" Bai Ya's eyes narrowed, and his waist squatted slightly.

"Whew~~" A tiger roar rolled over like a muffled thunder, and Xuan Ku saw a flicker in front of him, and a giant tiger with hanging eyes crossed the air, elegantly stretching his body. A pair of tiger eyes stared at him, his claws shining towards his shoulders.

"This is how the tiger pounces on food!" "When the Xuan Bitter was in crisis, his eyes lit up, as if he had suddenly been scratched on the itch, and he had comprehended some kind of martial arts.

It's just that comprehension is comprehension, and Xuan Ku used tricks to get old, but at this time it was too late to respond, so he had to make a mistake with his claws, and used his Shaolin tiger claw skills that he was not familiar with to a pair of tiger palms of the tiger.

"Bang!" Xuan Ku only felt that his claws were in pain, not only did the empty door in his chest open, but with his solid downplate, he was also pushed unsteady by a huge force, and retreated again and again.

"Go!" Bai Ya's eyes rose with cold light, he lunged forward, and the tiger claw in his left hand swung along the body, and with the power of his waist and abdomen, it was like a whip on Xuan Ku's chest.

The third of the three major moves of the Tiger - cut the tail!

Of the three major moves of the tiger, the best used by Baiya is the tiger pounce and the tiger crotch collision.

Tail clipping, he used the least and was the least familiar with. But during the period when Yaoshan observed the tiger's "cheap", he finally truly understood the essence of this trick, and now it is used as perfectly as eating and drinking.

"Tear up!" A trace of pain flashed on Xuan Ku's face, the monk's robe was as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, and it was shattered in an instant, and there were five more bright red blood marks on the bronze chest.

"This monk ......" Bai Ya was also surprised, the fingertips of his hands were a little numb, and his hard skills were beyond his expectations, so he didn't even get seriously injured.

"Can't give him a chance to breathe!"

"Haha!" Bai Ya laughed loudly, and when he pounced forward, he laughed contemptuously and in a low voice, "Shaolin Tiger Claw......"

Although he said it slightly, he couldn't hear it, he was so angry that he almost lost his breath, a mouthful of phlegm blocked his chest, his face was bruised, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

With Xuan Ku's martial arts consciousness, he instinctively wanted to switch to handy martial arts at this time, but he wanted to correct the name of Shaolin Tiger Claw Gong, and suddenly his brain was confused, and his body froze in place.

"Whew~~" Bai Ya let him think about it, and there was another tiger roar.

The tiger reappeared in front of Xuan Ku's eyes, the tiger's eyes were cold, and the tiger's sharp teeth bit directly at his neck this time......