Chapter 20: It's Obviously Not Your Role!
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(Again: I don't like the new revision, what I wrote is completely based on the original novel and the old Zhang version of the TV series, so don't put the "no" things in these two into my text, because these are two parallel lines.) For example: In the new version, Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu have a leg, but I don't have it here (too ruining the three views), and another example: Why did Gu Mozhi have no work before the plot began, um...... This is a mystery set up by Grandpa Kim. οΌ
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Gu Mozhi sent the worship sticker, and waited in front of the mountain gate, standing like a pine, with a warm face, wearing a tantric monk's robe, showing the demeanor of a master.
This time, although he came to challenge Shaolin and raise the prestige of Tubo, he was "sparring" with Shaolin in the name of the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, so he did not choose to break through. Moreover, at this time, he had not practiced the [Yijin Sutra], his internal strength was equivalent to that of the Xuanzi monks, even if it was strong, it was not a few points stronger, and the only and strongest reliance was to learn the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin by himself, and he was familiar with the way to crack it, so he could "defeat" the Shaolin monks in the competition!
Therefore, he is not in a hurry to wait, and victory is his own after all......
This thousand-year-old treasure temple is also about to usher in its end......
The letter was brought to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and Xuan Ci immediately convened all the brothers and sisters to discuss countermeasures.
He handed the letter to Xuan Lin and asked, "Now the national teacher of Tubo and the king of the Great Wheel Ming, Gu Mozhi, came to Shaolin Temple to learn, I am afraid that the person who comes is not good, what do you think?"
After the senior brothers finished checking it, Xuan Lin replied: "The Nyingma Sect Flame Knife stunt is extraordinary, but I am not afraid of Shaolin. β
The monks nodded slightly, and replied bitterly: "I'm afraid that there are other reasons in it, so it's better to be careful." β
Xuan Ci's jaw: "In this case, I invite King Dalun Ming to talk about it in the Daxiong Treasure Palace......"
He was about to send a monk who was waiting on the side to lead the way, when he suddenly saw a shadow flashing in front of the hall, and Xuan Ci's mind was flashing: "Xiao Qi." β
"Squeak-"
Xiao Qi braked suddenly, stopped suddenly, immediately turned around, and at the same time quickly stuffed the chicken leg wrapped in kraft paper in his hand into his arms, and then walked into the hall, and said with a casual face: "I've seen all the masters and abbots, what's the matter?"
Xuan Ci and the other monks looked at the grease stains on the corners of his mouth, the bulging pouch on his chest, and invariably recited "sin and sin".
If you don't wipe your mouth well, you will smell of roast chicken, who doesn't know what bad things you kid has done...... It's just that the date of his departure from the temple is approaching, and this year's "coarse tea and light rice" has really been wronged, and it is not good to be harsh, so he can only open one eye and close one eye.
"King Dalun Ming has come to the temple to learn, you go and bring him in. β
King ...... What the heck?
Xiao Qi blinked: "Yes." β
After saying that, he turned around, Tianluo stepped up, and blinked a hundred steps away.
Xuan Lin looked at his disappearing back, and couldn't help but sigh: "I really don't know which great master Xiaoqi is a great senior, such a strange and fast footwork is simply sensational." β
Xuan Nan smiled and said: "The most important thing is that this baby has a deep source of blessings, high qualifications, and seniors to lead the way, and martial arts are naturally far away." β
Xuan Ku hurriedly interrupted you: "Senior brothers, you still don't know his temperament, if he hears this, I'm afraid that his tail will be even more cocked to the sky." β
As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.
......
......
King ...... King ......
Xiao Qi always felt that this name was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.
Leaving the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he rushed towards the outside of the temple, all the way to the lightning.
Walking on the road, the little novice only felt a gust of wind blowing by his side, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, and when he turned his head, there was still a figure behind him.
Xiao Qi stopped in front of the temple gate and looked around with his eyes.
Only a monk wearing a tantric monk's robe was looking at him in surprise, this gaze Xiao Qi had been annoyed for half a year, and after making sure that there was no one around, he wondered: "You are ...... King Dalun Ming?"
Gu Mozhi was still thinking about the magical footwork he had just seen, and he was there, but his shadow was not there...... Such a swift and miraculous footwork is actually ......
A little beggar walks out of the ?!!!
Could it be that the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in Shaolin Temple are here?
"Hey, call you! Are you the king of the Great Wheel?!"
"The little monk is ......"
"Follow me. β
Let's talk about it, show your body again, and go away in a hurry!
Harumachi: "......"
Even if the Shaolin Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger is so treating, it is very rude!
Gu Mozhi to the end of a generation of monks, snorted angrily, the right leg slammed on the ground, the body rose from the ground, four or five feet, stretched out his eyes, a tattered gray figure in the corridor galloping like the wind, at this time, from above, the strange footwork is even more impressive.
Gu Mozhi's eyes gradually flashed with eagerness, such a divine technique, you must get it!
But soon he relented, as he had done before...... Ahem, the treasure is solemn.
Turn left and right to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Gu Mozhi first saluted: "I have seen all the monks." β
"The national teacher is coming, and our faction has lost its welcome, please forgive me. β
"Where, where, Guibaosha ......"
Whewββ
Xiao Qi exhaled deeply, and the teeth listening to him were sore. Damn, you're still not finished! The master only spent eight hours yesterday to merge [Dividing the Muscles and Wrong Hands], and went out early in the morning to "ask" for money, and now he is sleepy...... You guys blow each other here, I won't be with you!
"Abbot, if it weren't for my business, I would have gone back to the Scripture Pavilion. β
Xuan Ci waved his hand, Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice: "Wait!"
Xiao Qi turned his head and stared at the big monk.
If you don't have a valid reason, the master will kill you!
"I just saw the little master's footwork is strange, and the little monk is itchy for a while, and he wants to understand it. β
Xiao Qi smiled strangely: "I'm not a little master, I haven't seen that my hair has not been shaved? Seeing that you are not young, you can come to Shaolin to learn, you must have extraordinary kung fu, all the monks present are here, but you are bullying me a child, the boy is only twelve after the New Year, you still have to be shameless!"
Everyone: "......"
Xiao Qi's good mouth......
All the eminent monks looked puzzled.
Xiao Qi, who was naturally happy in Xuan Ci's heart, lost his face, but he still said: "Xiao Qi must not be rude." β
The monk didn't care, but provoked: "It's a little monk, it's not, just look at the footwork you just used, I'm afraid it's Shaolin...... It's a far cry!"
The senior monks all showed anger on their faces, and Xiao Qi was favored by the Shaolin Temple, so he naturally helped them speak: "The Fanbang alien race is really a frog at the bottom of the well, and don't say anything else, only Shaolin [Ruyan Jue] and [A Reed Crossing the River] are extremely clever light skills, you don't understand ignorance! Don't talk nonsense!"
"You!"
No matter how good Gu Mozhi's cultivation is, he can't bear to be ridiculed by a childish person one after another, not to mention that he is not a generous person.
This bastard boy has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and if he continues, I'm afraid it will be no good, so he went straight to the question, and saluted to Xuan Ci and other senior monks: "I have heard for a long time that the power of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple broadcasts the Central Plains, and the little monk is because I also practice the seventy-two kinds of stunts in the Tubo Tantra, and I am here to ask for advice today!"
After that, the body swept to the side, the left palm suddenly raised flat, and the right fist suddenly hit out with a straight sound, such as the Buddha sitting in front of the incense copper tripod by the fist, slamming up.
Xuan Yan exclaimed: "Luo Zhongdong should ...... Donkey Kong Fist! This ...... How will he learn?!"
Gu Mozhi didn't wait for the copper tripod to fall, slapped his left hand back, and Xuan Bei muttered when he saw this: "Obey the outer way...... This is Prajna!"
The copper tripod fell quickly, Gu Mozhi stretched out his thumb and pressed it forward, and shot out with his sharp fingers, the copper tripod moved half a foot, and Gu Mozhi pressed it three times, and the copper tripod moved a total of one and a half feet, even Xuan Ci was a little hesitant at this time, "Mo Ke finger, three into hell! Where did the national teacher steal my Shaolin stunt!"
Gu Mozhi saluted again, smiled slightly, and said: "The little monk has already said before, these various techniques are the secret of my Tibetan Tantra, how can they be imagined with Shaolin martial arts?
β......β
Nima, how thick your skin is!
The monks were extremely angry, stealing the master's martial arts, and accusing the master's family of stealing...... Such a villain's behavior, the loss was treated as a guest before!
But...... Even if he steals Shaolin martial arts, he can know these three hands, which is already good!
Everyone is still sensible, but Xiao Qi in the corner is already in chaos.
Damn, this thing...... It turned out to be the monk Gu Mozhi!
I said that it is the national teacher again, and it is the king of Ming......
Can...... Don't be so kidding!
Gu Mozhi defeated the monks with seventy-two stunts, and that was not a matter near the end...... Now Qiao Feng hasn't been the helper yet, everything hasn't started, why don't you come here so early to join in the fun!
Xiao Qi was completely panicked.
The biggest golden finger of the traverser is that he is familiar with the plot of the later generations, and he can avoid disasters and cherish blessings, but he didn't remember much in the first place, and he has always been ignorant, and now he is even more shocked by everything in front of him.
How...... How so...... It's obviously not your play!!
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