"Boom-boom-"

The sound of violent palm slaps kept coming, and the sound was rolling, shaking the ears of everyone around.

I saw a white figure, flying towards a yellow monk and constantly attacking with his palm.

His body is extremely nimble, as agile as a bird, but between the palms, a strong wind rolls up.

The attacked monk had a gloomy face, and kept using all kinds of bells and whistles to fight back, but the other party moved too fast, and was always in the point of being beaten passively.

"Who are those two people, they are so powerful, and their martial arts are superb, I am afraid that they are no worse than the high monks of Tianlong Temple. ”

"The senior monks of Tianlong Temple are afraid that they may not have such a strong internal force. ”

"Express officer!"

"Be careful, stay away, lest the gate catch fire and cause the fish in the pond to be affected. ”

The onlookers next to him showed shocked looks on their faces and kept retreating.

The monk brought by Gu Mozhi stood a little closer, but he couldn't intervene, trembling, and his face was like earth.

They followed the national teacher Gu Mozhi all the way east and south, and also encountered some master competitions, but every time the national teacher dealt with it calmly, free and easy, and most of the masters in the Central Plains were not worth mentioning.

But this time, such a young man appeared out of nowhere, and he rushed up and hit him with a critical blow, and it seemed that the national teacher had been suppressed and beaten all along.

"Hahaha, it's cool, goodbye!"

This is Liu Qing laughed a few times, slapped out with one palm, jumped backwards with his strength, jumped over the roof, and fled into the distance.

Just now, I fought dozens of palms with Gu Mozhi, and I gained a lot.

Gu Mozhi's internal force is slightly weaker than him, but the martial arts techniques are endless, and the means of attack are mysterious, Liu Qing can only run the internal force far away, and every time he goes all out, the true qi of the Northern Darkness is steaming and surging in the body, and it is countered by the internal force of Gu Mozhi, and it runs more and more rapidly, and the internal force becomes more and more proficient unconsciously.

Liu Qing's disadvantage is that he lacks a powerful means of attack, so even if his internal strength is slightly better than that of Gu Mozhi, he only dares to attack around the distance and does not dare to get too close.

After all, Gu Mozhi is a first-class master, and if he is hit, even if the true qi of the Northern Darkness can protect the body, it will be very painful, and it will not be good if he is accidentally injured.

Seeing Liu Qingyuan escape, Gu Mozhi breathed a sigh of relief, this master came suddenly, his internal strength was superb, and his body was mysterious, and he kept pressing him to fight, making him very passive.

The two sides palmed each other dozens of times, and he was shocked to the point that his arm was numb, and his internal force was worn out little by little.

If he continues to consume it, he won't be able to stand it.

But Liu Qing didn't seem to have anything to do, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, as if his internal strength was inexhaustible, which made him more and more frightened.

"The Central Plains is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this young man looks like he is no more than twenty, and his internal strength is actually better than mine, if the moves are more subtle, I will definitely be defeated!

Gu Mozhi looked at the direction in which Liu Qing disappeared, his face was gloomy, and he was secretly thinking in his heart.

Originally, he was going to go straight to Tianlong Temple to borrow the six-vein divine sword technique, but Liu Qing made such a fuss, he decided to find an inn to rest for a while, and then go to Tianlong Temple early tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, Liu Qing came to wait outside the Tianlong Temple early.

The sun is rising, and the sun shines on the red wall and yellow tiles of Tianlong Temple.

Tenryuji Temple is peaceful.

A group of monks strolled over.

Walking in the middle, Kumachi had a solemn face, and there was a lack of arrogance.

He was powerful in the west, and after entering the Central Plains, he was invincible all the way, and he was a little proud in his heart.

But Liu Qing was only about twenty years old, and his strength was actually on par with him, which shocked him, and his arrogance was restrained a lot.

Tenryu Temple knew that Kumachi was coming, so he stopped receiving idle people early this morning.

When Gu Mozhi and his entourage appeared, the host of Tianlong Temple, Ben Yin, led people to greet him personally.

Liu Qing took the opportunity to jump in from the side wall.

Gu Mozhi entered the temple, greeted him with two words, and immediately expressed his intention.

The abbot of Ben Yin frowned and said: "The 'Six-Vein Divine Sword Sutra' is the treasure of the temple of this temple, the supreme law of the Dali Duan clan's martial arts, even Zhengming and Zhengchun don't know it, but I don't know how the Gusu Murong clan knows?"

Gu Mozhi smiled slightly and said: "Gusu Murong Old Benefactor is very knowledgeable, martial arts is even more knowledgeable, martial arts is the strength of a hundred schools, the world's advanced martial arts, is even more yearning, decades of dreaming, it is not surprising to know that your temple has the 'Six Veins Divine Sword Sutra'." The little monk came this time, but also for the last wish of the old benefactor Murong, not in vain, nor privately, I can exchange many Shaolin peerless learning!"

After speaking, he asked people to open a gold box, which contained three old volumes, and lowered his head and said: "These three volumes of martial arts tips are the handwritten book of Murong Lao Shi, which expounds the gist of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School, the practice method, and the way to crack it. ”

When the monks of Tianlong Temple heard this, they were all shocked: "The seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School are famous all over the world, and it is said that since its creation, there is only one monk who has twenty-three stunts, and there has never been a second person who has practiced more than twenty stunts." It is already unbelievable that this old Murong benefactor can know the gist of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and it is even more incredible that he knows all the ways to crack them. ”

Gu Mozhi was very satisfied with everyone's surprise reaction, and said with a smile: "Old Murong gave these three volumes of strange books to the young monk, and the little monk benefited a lot from reading and studying. Now I would like to exchange these three volumes of strange books with your temple for the six-vein divine sword treasure scripture, among which the three fingerings of 'flower finger', 'Doroye finger', and 'Wuxiang robbery finger', have a mutual corroboration with your school's yang finger, and the stone of other mountains can attack jade. ”

When the abbot heard this, his heart was quite moved, and he thought to himself: "What is recorded in these three volumes, if it is really the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, then after this temple gets this book, it can not only keep pace with Shaolin in martial arts." What's more, the temple is familiar with Shaolin, and they don't know the temple, over time, Tianlong Temple can surpass Shaolin and become the first temple in the world. ”

He is easy-going by nature, and he is very willing to be convenient with others, plus there are great benefits, and he already has permission in his heart, but because his uncle Master Kurong is here, it is a big matter, and it is inconvenient to agree casually.

At this time, Gu Mozhi continued: "The little monk is young and shallow, and what he says may not be able to win the trust of the masters. The three fingerings in the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, you might as well offer ugliness before everyone. ”

He stood up, his right thumb and index finger lightly clasped together, as if holding a flower, his face smiled, and the five fingers of his left hand flicked to the right, and every time he popped out, it was like he wanted to flick off the dew beads on the flower in his right hand, and officially swiped his fingers.

The monks of Tianlong glanced at each other, and they were all secretly surprised.

Kumachi smiled, and then showed the Dora Leaf Finger and the Phaseless Finger.

Liu Qing hid behind a pillar, watching this scene, thinking that this Shaolin stunt was extraordinary.

It's a pity that in this world of Tianlong Babu, there are more advanced learnings.

As far as Shaolin is concerned, the first magic skill is the "Yijin Sutra".

Ben Yin said: "Uncle Shi, King Ming came from afar, and his intentions are very sincere. How should we respond, please see Uncle Shi. ”

Master Kurong said: "The original cause, your cultivation on the finger of the first yang, how many realms have you reached?"

Ben Yin was stunned for a moment and replied: "The disciple is stupid, and he only cultivates the fourth grade." ”

Master Kurong asked: "As far as you can see, which is better or worse than the three fingering methods of the Shaolin Niuhua Finger, the Duoluo Ye Finger, and the Wuxiang Robbery Finger?"

Ben Yin said: "There is no superiority or inferiority in fingering, and there is superiority in skill." ”

Master Kurong said, "Not bad. If the One Yang Finger can be practiced to the first grade, then what?"

Ben Yin said: "The abyss is unfathomable, and the disciples dare not say anything." ”

Ku Rong said: "If you live another hundred winds, how many grades can you practice?"

Ben Yin sweated down from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "The disciple doesn't know. ”

Master Kurong said: "Can you cultivate to the first grade?"

Ben Yin said: "Absolutely not. ”

Master Kurong stopped talking.

He has made his attitude clear.

Ben Yin suddenly woke up and said: "Uncle Shi's guidance is very good, our own Yiyang Finger is still proficient in self-cultivation, what is the use of asking others to learn martial arts scriptures?"

When Liu Qing heard this round of conversation, he suddenly remembered that this six-vein divine sword was actually born from a yang finger.

Because the descendants of the Duan clan could not practice the One Yang Finger to the highest level, they created the Six-Vein Divine Sword, which turned the finger power of the One Yang Finger into sword qi, which was qualitatively invisible, and became an invisible qi sword.

To learn the six-vein divine sword, the most important thing is to have strong internal force, the internal strength of the monks of Tianlong Temple is insufficient, and the most powerful master Kurong can only make two swordsmanship.

Gu Mozhi's face was unhappy, and he said slowly: "Since the Six-Vein Divine Sword Sutra is only a vain name, why should your temple attach so much importance to it? It has hurt the harmony between Tianlong Temple and Dalun Temple, and hurt the diplomatic relations between Dali and Tubo. I have long admired the customs and customs of Dali, and I have long had the idea of hunting Dali with the lord of your country, but the little monk thought that this move would inevitably hurt people's lives, and it was against my Buddha's compassion, and he has been trying his best to persuade him for several years. ”

The meaning of the threat in the words is obvious.

Master Kurong said: "In this case, we will use the six-vein divine sword to teach King Ming a few tricks. ”

The two sides then fought each other, and soon Kumachi had the upper hand.

Although the Six-Vein Divine Sword is very powerful, after all, the strength of the monks of Tianlong Temple is uneven, and their cooperation with each other is not coordinated, so it is difficult to exert its power.

And Gu Mozhi's internal strength is strong, and the power of the flame knife is extraordinary, and one dozen six actually has the upper hand.

Seeing this, Master Kurong took out the Sword Sutra, and the internal force operated, and the Sword Sutra began to smoke.

Shocked and angry, he shouted and attacked.

At this time, a gray figure flashed out from the pillar next to him, rushed left and right, rushed to the front of Master Kurong with lightning speed, and slapped out with a palm, the huge internal force was like a storm and waves, Master Kurong was shocked, and slapped back with his palm.

"Poof-" With a soft sound, Master Kurong suddenly felt that the internal force was passing rapidly, and he was startled, his arm shook, and he broke away from Liu Qing's palm.

Liu Qing used his strength to rush into the air, smashed through the roof, and then turned over, shook his arms, swept over several rooftops like a big bird, and fell into a bustling street.

Master Kurong's face suddenly changed drastically, and he said loudly: "He grabbed the Sword Sutra, chase after him!"

When the monks heard this, they were shocked, and their clothes flew out from the roof, but when they raised their eyes, they saw where there was still the person just now.

At this time, Gu Mozhi also jumped up, his face changed, Liu Qing disappeared in a flash just now, but he also recognized it, and it was the young master who stopped him yesterday who took away the sword scripture.

This is really the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches, and Gu Mozhi thought about it, and actually cheapened others, which made him quite angry.

Ben Shen suddenly turned around and said angrily: "Gu Mozhi, the Sword Sutra was taken away because of you, take your life!"

Several other people also went towards the Hatama Zhiwei.

The people who snatched the scriptures have fled, and they can only be angry with the initiators.

Seeing this, Gu Mozhi waved his palm, and the shadows of the flame blades swirled, knocking everyone back, and then jumped down and swept into the distance.

He was very unwilling, he worked hard to travel thousands of miles, ran to Dali, and offended the masters of Tianlong Temple, but not only did not achieve the goal, but cheapened outsiders.

He remembered Liu Qing's appearance, and he was ruthless in his heart, he must find Liu Qing and find a way to win the Six-Vein Divine Sword Sutra.

At this moment, Liu Qing had already left Dali City and headed all the way to the east.

The next day, it was already more than a hundred kilometers away from Dali City, so Liu Qing found a secluded place and took out the Six Veins Divine Sword Sutra from the storage space.

Seeing the burned corner, Liu Qing secretly sighed that it was dangerous, if he moved slowly, this peerless sword technique would no longer exist.

He also took a big risk by winning this sword technique among many masters.

However, the risks are high, and the rewards are also great.

After practicing the six-vein divine sword, you can go to this world.

The entry threshold of the six-vein divine sword is extremely high, mainly because of the high requirements for internal force, and now Liu Qing's internal force exceeds that of Gu Mozhi, and it is also a lot higher than that of Master Kurong and others, although it is somewhat difficult to run the six-vein divine sword at the same time, but first learn all the sword techniques, and then use the one-vein sword technique when facing the enemy, and the power is also good.

Liu Qing first memorized the entire sword technique in his heart, and then began to practice.

The internal force worked in his body, and along the Taiyin lung of the hand into the thumb of the right hand, a strong sword qi shot out, quite earth-shattering, wind and rain.

With a swing of Liu's thumb, Shaoshang's sword was sharpened, and a ten-centimeter-thick bluestone in front of him was suddenly divided into two, with a neat section, as if it had been split in half by a treasure knife at once.

"Cool!" Liu Qing was extremely excited, he didn't need to carry a weapon on his body in the future, he only needed to move his fingers, and the invisible sword qi could fight the enemy.

Later, he practiced the Shangyang Sword on the index finger of his right hand, which was the most ingenious and flexible and elusive.

Liu Qing's index finger turned, and an invisible sword qi carved out several big characters on the bluestone, "Tianlong Babu", stone chips splashed, and the font was more than half an inch deep.

Then Liu Qing practiced the other four swordsmanship, namely the middle chong sword with the middle finger of the right hand opening and closing with great momentum, the Guan Chong sword with the clumsy and simple ring finger of the right hand, the Shaochong sword with the little finger of the right hand being light and fast, and the Shaoze sword with the little finger of the left hand flickering and changing subtly.

Liu Qing practiced repeatedly for two hours and completely learned the six-vein swordsmanship.

Of course, you still need to practice before you can apply it proficiently.

In particular, the six-way sword technique is used in a coordinated manner, and it also needs deeper internal force support.

"I first specialize in the Shangyang swordsmanship of the index finger of the right hand, supplemented by the Shaoze sword of the little finger of the left hand, and wait until the internal strength is deep, and then I will be familiar with the application of other swordsmanship. ”

"The sword qi is invisible, the moves are dexterous, and there are not many people who can block it. ”

Liu Qing was looking forward to it in his heart, stepping on Ling Bo's micro steps and casting the six-vein divine sword, even if it was Qiao Feng and Murong Bo, he was not afraid.

Of course, there is also a god-level master in this world, that is the sweeping monk of Shaolin, this person's internal strength is super strong, and he can actually lay a wall of qi around his body, and Liu Qing doesn't know if his six-vein divine sword can be split.

"Wait for me to absorb the internal strength of a few more people, even if it is a sweeping monk, it is not an opponent!"

Liu Qing rested for a while, recovered his internal strength, and prepared to hurry.

Suddenly, a cyan figure approached lightly on the official road ahead.

Liu Qing looked at it intently, only to see that this person was lame on one foot, and he was clicking on the ground with an iron rod, and he was not slow to move forward.

"Duan Yanqing, the first of the four evildoers?" Liu Qing's heart moved.