Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1482

[The first thousand four hundred and seventy-eight chapters of the past grace]

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The appearance is still honest and honest, but the core is treacherous and cunning. Song Qingshu doesn’t know if he has been taken away by an old monster like Mingzun. He thinks that he has fought against him several times and tried to kill him several times. The reason, simply solved this trouble.

Of course, he kept his rationality and did not plan to completely destroy Shaolin. Shaolin is after all the Taishan Beidou of martial arts. If the impact of total extinction is too great, but a few of them must be eliminated, otherwise they will interfere, and the relationship with Shaolin will always be If it can’t be eased, Xuan Cheng and Xu Zhu are the ones who must be removed from the list.

Xuan Cheng had just resisted Wan Jian’s return to his ancestry, and was smashed by the sword qi in front of him. Even if he didn’t die, he was probably half disabled. On the contrary, Xu Zhu was not the main target of the sword qi just now. Although he was injured, he would be alive again after the injury was healed. , so Song Qingshu chose him as his first target.

Xuanci, Fang Zheng and the others exclaimed, but unfortunately they were injured, and at this time there was nothing left to stop them, so they could only watch the sword qi shoot towards Xu Zhu.

However, just before

the sword qi was about to shoot, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in front of Xu Zhu, and a skinny monk in a green robe appeared in front of him out of thin air, his hands clasped together: “Amitabha~”

As if encountering a layer of extremely soft, yet extremely hard barrier, with a few chirps, the sword qi dissipated without a trace.

“Sweeping monk!” Song Qingshu’s pupils shrank, recognizing who this old monk was.

“Jushi Song, long time no see.” The floor sweeper smiled slightly, but spoke first.

“I’ve seen senior.” Song Qingshu didn’t know what he was here for, so he couldn’t say anything for a while.

“Xuzhu can’t get rid of greed, hatred and ignorance. He offended the layman and was hurt by the layman. He deserved it,” the floor-sweeping monk said with a hint of regret, “But this son has a lot of origins with me, but the old man can’t stand by and watch. Song

Jushi raises your hand.”

Song Qingshu’s face changed, and the attitude of the sweeper was obviously to protect the illusory bamboo, you must know that he is the most famous and mysterious master of the entire golden book system, and the existence of three competing for one in the world is really unacceptable. contempt.

“I said that Xu Zhu is young, and he

is actually very skilled in martial arts, and even vaguely proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. It turned out to be the credit of his predecessors.” Song Qingshu still doesn’t understand why there is no Zhenlong chess game in this world. Bamboo still has the martial arts of a god, after thinking about it, only the floor sweeper has this ability.

The sweeping monk shook his head: “The martial arts of this sect came from the ancestors of Bodhidharma. Buddhist children learn martial arts to strengthen their bodies, protect the Dharma and ward off demons. When practicing any martial arts, they always have compassion and kindness in their hearts. If Buddhism is the foundation, when you practice martial arts, you will definitely hurt yourself. If you practice martial arts such as the seventy-two stunts, if you don’t use compassion and Buddhism to reconcile and resolve them every day, the hostile energy will penetrate deep into the viscera and get deeper and deeper, and any external poison will occur. It must be a hundred times more powerful. Therefore, for thousands of years, Shaolin disciples have come out in great numbers, but they have practiced at most twelve or three disciplines, and there is no one who can master seventy-two stunts.

” Duomen, it is just a trick, motivated by the Taoist’s small Wuxianggong, only the shape of the seventy-two stunts, but not the reality of the seventy-two stunts, but for this reason, he has already suffered a lot. He is still young now, but after a few more years, he will suffer from an attack, and I am afraid that he will only be able to stay in bed.” The

remarks made everyone in the audience feel terrified. At the root of this, the rest of the people did not know that Xu Zhu was using Xiao Wuxiang Gong, and that the temple had really produced a young genius who was proficient in seventy-two stunts. At this time, when they learned the truth, the sense of disappointment and frustration was beyond words. , coupled with the previous disastrous defeat at the hands of Song Qingshu, everyone’s heart was suddenly filled with despair.

Xiao Yuanshan’s expression also changed greatly. You must know that he has been practicing Shaolin’s unique skills. Over the years, some acupuncture points in his body have become more and more serious. Before, he thought that his vitality was severely damaged in his early years. It is the reason for the strong practice of Shaolin martial arts.

As for Song Qingshu, he had heard these words in his previous life, and the shock at this time was far less than that of Xiao Yuanshan and the Shaolin monks, but he also admired the monk sweeping the floor so calmly that Xu Zhu was cheating by relying on Xiao Wuxiang Gong. There is a young disciple who is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, what a gimmick and what a political significance.

“Senior really want to protect him?” But admiration is one thing, whether to let Xuzhu go is another.

“It’s good, it’s good,” the sweeping monk clasped his hands together, “I also hope that the layman Song will raise his hand.”

Although he was blind, standing there like an ordinary old man with no knowledge of martial arts, Song Qingshu did not dare to underestimate him .

Only a person of his cultivation can see that the other party has returned to his original state, integrated with the breath of heaven and earth, and attacking him seems to be against heaven and earth.

However, although he was strong, Song Qingshu was not afraid at all, and a golden light gradually rose from the depths of his eyes, as if a golden little man was faintly beating.

Before, the sweeping monk still had a calm look, but when he saw the golden smear in his eyes, his body trembled and his face changed greatly, because he had a very strong sense of crisis, every cell in his body As if they were warning him of the danger of the other party.

The sweeping monk’s face was solemn, and he didn’t know where to turn a broom in front of him. His breath was no longer as light as before, but his breath was fully open, as if he was ready to strike at any time.

It’s just that Song Qingshu didn’t make a move after all, the golden color in his eyes gradually faded, and finally returned to normal: “After the lion slaughter conference, I was instructed by my predecessors, and Song will always keep this kindness in my heart.” In the cold, he got the guidance of the floor sweeper, and the opponent lost a ray of infuriating energy to protect his heart. Song Qingshu has always kept this in his heart. He is a person who will repay the kindness, and naturally he is not willing to live and die with the floor sweeper here. fight each other.

“Today, I will spare them once in the face of the seniors, but next time…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but his meaning was beyond words.

“Thank you Song layman.” The floor sweeper wiped his cold sweat secretly, and glanced at Song Qingshu with some doubts. He didn’t know what was going on just now. The sense of life-and-death crisis was too strong. Similar feeling.

The sweeping monk claimed to know a thing or two about martial arts in the world, but the golden light in Song Qingshu’s eyes just now was something he had never seen before, and he had no idea what martial arts it was.

Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves. The Sweeping Monk sighed secretly, turned to Xuanci and the others and said, “Let’s go.”

“Let’s go like this?” No matter

how good Song Qingshu’s martial arts are, he can’t be a match for the monk who sweeps the floor. “But so many people in the temple are seriously injured…”

Before he could finish his words, a monk who was going to help Xuancheng exclaimed: “Senior Brother Xuancheng’s meridians are completely broken. It

‘s gone!”

“Ah!” Shaolin monks exclaimed one after another, to know that Xuan Cheng is the number one master of Shaolin’s bright face, and now that the meridians have been cut off, it is clear that martial arts have been abolished. However, these people knew that they were not Song Qingshu’s opponents, so they had to look to the sweeper as if asking for help, expecting him to come forward to do justice.

Who knew that the floor sweeper slowly shook his head and said: “There are seventy-two stunts in this temple, each of which can hurt people’s vital points and take lives, be fierce and ruthless, and be very harmonious, so every stunt must have Corresponding compassionate Buddhism solves it. This is not well known to the monks in this temple, but after one person has practiced four or five stunts, his understanding of Zen will naturally be hindered. In my Shaolin school, it is called ‘Martial arts obstacle’ is the same as the ‘knowledge and view obstacle’ of other sects and sects. It should be noted that Buddhism seeks to save the world, and martial arts seeks to kill. The more stunts can be practiced, but the eminent monks who have reached such a realm of cultivation are disdainful to learn all kinds of powerful killing methods.”

The sweeping monk said again: “There are naturally people in this temple who have insufficient Buddhist cultivation, but they have to learn more and more martial arts, but if they continue to practice, they will either go into flames, or their internal injuries will be hard to heal. Taking the martial arts classics, Lao Na reminded him three times that he has always been obsessed with understanding, and now he has accumulated a lot of hardships. Even if he does not hurt the hand of Song Jushi today, within three years, he will suddenly break his muscles and become a waste. ”

“Amitabha!” There were many Shaolin monks present, and after hearing the words, they were startled and somewhat enlightened, as if they had a vague understanding.

The sweeping monk’s eyes showed a look of compassion: “Actually, the five aggregates are empty, the physical body is injured, and he can’t practice martial arts from now on. He practiced the Dharma diligently and obtained enlightenment from this, which is really a blessing in disguise. It’s really a sign.”

Fang Zheng first came to his senses and clasped his hands together: “Thank you for the release.” The rest of the monks also gradually came to the aftertaste, and all agreed.

The sweeping monk nodded with a look of relief on his face: “Let’s go.”

“But Xiao Yuanshan stole the martial arts from this temple, in case he falls into the hands of a foreigner…” Kong Wen was seriously hurt and weak, but he couldn’t help but ask. .

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Feng and his son changed their expressions, because they had already seen that the monk who suddenly appeared was simply unfathomable. If they really attacked Xiao Yuanshan, I’m afraid… The

floor sweeper looked back at Xiao Yuanshan and said: ” Layman Xiao, have you felt a dull pain in your lower abdomen ‘Liangmen’ and ‘Taiyi’ recently?”

Xiao Yuanshan froze and said, “The gods and monks see clearly, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com is exactly like this. The

sweeping monk said again: “Your ‘Guanyuan Point’ is numb, but how has it been recently?”

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and trembled: “This numb place was only as big as a little finger ten years ago, and now…it’s almost as big as a little finger now.” The mouth of the tea cup is big.” The

floor sweeper sighed: “The old man has said just now that when contacting the martial arts of this temple, we must use the corresponding Buddhist method to defuse the hostility. Layman Xiao has reached the brink of going crazy.”

Xiao Feng’s father and son were both startled, Xiao Feng wanted to ask for help, but thinking that he was still fighting with Shaolin Temple’s life and death just now, he couldn’t open his mouth on this matter.

Next, the sweeping monk seemed to say to the father and son of the Xiao family, and also seemed to warn the Shaolin monks: “The practice of martial arts in this temple must be resolved by corresponding Buddhist methods, otherwise it will not only be useless, but will lead to endless disasters. If there are really Khitan soldiers who can practice martial arts in this temple, it proves that he has enough compassion in his heart, and his Buddhist cultivation has reached a very high level, then it doesn’t matter if they learn the martial arts of this temple.” The

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