Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

Yuan Yi was extremely embarrassed at this time, his chest was slightly sunken, and his coarse linen clothes were tattered. Both eyes were bloodshot, and the mouth, nose, ears, and eyes were bloodshot.

This is where the disadvantages of Buddhism come in.

practiced a body of copper skin and iron bones, but did not practice to the internal organs.

The Taoist Gate is to practice the five internal organs first, and then from the inside out, to practice the copper skin and iron bones.

Just like the current Yuan Anger, the body of the Nine-Fold Golden Bell Jar Great Perfection of Vajra was forcibly injured by Lin Xuan's internal force for more than thirty years.

Every breath is accompanied by a huge rise and fall in the chest.

"Aren't they dead?"

Lin Xuan looked at Yuan Xuan in surprise.

"Ahem."

Yuan Yan just opened his mouth to say something, but before the words could be spoken, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Freak

At this time, Yuan Yi only had this thought in his heart, and he wanted to scold, it was not that his King Kong body was not strong enough, but that the internal strength of the Wudang Taoist on the opposite side was too strong.

And it hit his heart continuously, and he forcibly relied on his strong internal force to break his golden bell jar for the ninth time.

Looking at the appearance of that little Taoist, I am afraid that he is not even a double ten years old, even if he starts cultivating in his mother's womb, it is impossible to have such a pure and strong internal force.

"Give you a chance to live."

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Just need to say one thing, Shaolin is not as good as Wudang, and I will let you go." "

"Don't think about it."

Yuan gritted his teeth.

It's a matter of Shanmen's face, if he says this, even if he can leave Wudang alive, Shaolin will not let him go.

At least they will be expelled from the mountain gate, and at worst, they will abolish their martial arts and hand them over to the Discipline Academy, and then they will really be worse than dead.

"If you don't say it, then die."

The smile on the young Taoist priest's face dissipated, and his eyes were filled with cold killing intent, and in an instant, a terrifying pressure descended, and the qi was activated, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

The wind was blowing, the sand was flying, and the cold murderous aura was coming, and Yuan Yi felt a chill in his heart.

It flowed all over his body, and his body couldn't help but tremble, but he still stood up straight and forced a breath of true qi.

"Boom"

The scorching internal force broke out of the body, and the strips of cloth on the upper body were shattered, and the whole body was up and down, as if brushed with a layer of gold dust.

The skin, eyes, pupils, and eyelashes all turned golden, just like a bronze statue of Vajra.

Urging the nine-fold golden bell jar to the extreme, he opened his mouth and let out a loud shout, like a fierce beast.

Jumping forward, the ground was shattered by this huge force, and he clenched his fist and smashed it towards the Taoist priest of Wudang.

This was the final blow, and it was also the strongest punch of Yuan Yan, who abandoned all defenses and relied on the body of King Kong forged by the nine-fold golden bell jar, and the power of the dragon elephant was swung out.

The fist had not yet fallen, but the strong wind came first, blowing on the body, making the skin tingle.

In the face of this fatal punch, Lin Xuan didn't have any intention of dodging, so he just stood quietly.

Carrying his hands behind his back, his cyan robe rustled in the wind, his body was slender, and his sword eyebrows were starry.

Yuan's golden fist got closer and closer, and it wasn't until he was within five feet that Lin Xuan slowly raised his right hand.

Pinching the palm print, the unpretentious palm went towards the punch.

"Knock"

The fist slammed into the white palm, and there was no collision of true qi, and Yuan Yan roared, looking hideous.

The golden light on his body skyrocketed, his muscles bulged, and even his entire body swelled in a circle, obviously urging his qi and blood to the extreme.

Then in the face of this punch that could kill the ordinary King Kong Realm, the Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain only took half a step back.

No matter how much Yuan Yan exerts his strength, but after rushing into the palm of that hand, it is like a mud cow entering the sea.

Lin Xuan didn't move.

"Is that all there is to it?"

The Taoist opened his mouth lightly.

"You."

The five fingers exerted force, and the fist of the pinched Yuan Yan clicked, and the six heavy forces of the Mianzhang were urged, and it entered the body of the Shaolin monk.

"Bang Bang Bang"

In an instant, the terrifying power erupted in his body, and his internal organs were destroyed in an instant.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Blood arrows burst out all over his body, and the golden light on Monk Yuan's body quickly dissipated.

Nine-fold golden bell jar

The Body of King Kong

was directly shattered by Lin Xuan's six-fold palm.

"Boom"

The back of the heart exploded, and the strong palm power flew out with Yuan Yan's body, landing on the path twenty or thirty zhang away, and in the back of the heart, a fist-sized blood hole was bubbling out.

He who dies cannot die again

"With this bit of strength, I am also worthy of worshipping the mountain, and I don't think I can do it~."

The young Taoist priest clapped his hands, and from beginning to end, the Taoist robe was not damaged, not even a trace of blood remained.

If Yuan Yan does not die, in time, Shaolin will inevitably have one more master of the King Kong Realm.

It's a pity that he came to a place where he shouldn't have been, and he worshipped a mountain that he shouldn't have worshipped.

Send it to the door to find death, don't kill it, don't kill it.

"Prevent the disciples of the hostile sect from breaking into the mountain, maintain the dignity of the sect, and get a Buddhist martial arts upgrade card."

The voice of the system flashed in my head.

"Buddhism martial arts?"

Lin Xuan asked silently in his heart, "Does the twelve-story floor white jade skill I have cultivated counted?" "

"Count."

After the system answers, it disappears again.

"Barely enough."

He said secretly, it's not too bad, it's not too good.

Turned around and crossed the small stone bridge, carried Yuan Yan's body to the town below the mountain, gave a hundred taels of silver, and found someone to send him back to Shaolin.

As for whether the Shaolin monks dare to come to the door, that's their own business.

If you come, it's nothing more than doing a game.

And Wudang is in Liangzhou, and he is really not afraid of the bald donkeys in Shaolin.

is weak in the face of Longhu Mountain, that is because Longhu Mountain is backed by the imperial court and dominates the world.

Shaolin does not have a court as a backer.

"Let's have fun."

Lin Xuan went and returned, holding two roast chickens and a pot of bamboo leaves in his hand, and walked into the pavilion.

Uncle Xiao teased.

"So-so."

He said: "This monk still doesn't have much experience, if he changes to the Shaolin King Kong Realm, he will have to play." "

"Don't be careless."

Uncle Xiao's face was serious: "The Buddha Gate Vajra Realm is not comparable to those ordinary Vajra Realm martial artists on the rivers and lakes. "

"Don't worry, I'll do things, isn't Uncle Xiao still at ease?"

Lin Xuan put down the roast chicken and wine, and took out two brand-new booklets from his arms and handed them over.

Uncle Xiao hurriedly put it away, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one else, he took it out and looked through it.

The two little Taoist priests were at the foot of the mountain, roasted chicken and wine, and ate a meal before returning to the mountain.

Lin Xuan went straight to the Zhenwu Palace, and he had to tell his master about today's matter.

"Master, today the disciple killed a Shaolin disciple who came to worship the mountain at the foot of the mountain."

The young Taoist priest said in a respectful tone: "He is the first disciple of the King Kong Academy, and his Dharma name is Yuan Yan." "

"Hmm."

Wang Chonglou was not surprised at all, and he didn't even frown, as if this was an insignificant matter at all.

In fact, it is indeed insignificant, of course, for Wudang.

Baishan was killed, and there are words first, and he deserves to die.

"Kongjue, this bald donkey, has the ability to do it, and now he dares to send disciples to Wudang to worship the mountain."

Wang Chonglou picked up the teacup and beckoned: "Come and drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat." "

"Hehe, Master, you're a little flattered by being such a polite apprentice."

Lin Xuan said this, but his movements were not slow at all, he pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the cup and drank the tea in the cup with a clatter.

"Is there still a lot of good things that you kid has learned from your teacher?"

This Wudang master laughed and scolded.

"How can it be called shun, it's obviously borrowing." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

"Everyone else has borrowed and repaid, but you kid is good, never repay."

Wang Chonglou said: "How do you feel about fighting with Yuan Yan today?" "

"Very strong."

The young Taoist priest's face was solemn: "Buddhism is worthy of being one of the three religions, standing in the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, it does have its own uniqueness." "

"yes."

Wang Chonglou sighed: "A disciple of the King Kong Academy in Shaolin has this kind of cultivation, looking at our second-generation disciples of Wudang, I am afraid that you are the only one who can beat this person." "

"Wudang is still a little weak, if it was placed a hundred years ago, there were countless disciples and masters in the door, how could Shaolin be so rampant."

"Don't worry, Master."

Lin Xuan said: "The main reason is that our Wudang and Shaolin cultivation methods are different, we focus on qi training, supplemented by body forging, and heavy foundation, so the early practice is slow."

And Shaolin is mainly based on forging, and its strength is progressing rapidly, so it is normal for young disciples to be more powerful, and in another ten years, it will be our martial arts that has the advantage. "

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "Shaolin's body forging technique is very strong, the nine-fold golden bell jar, the little grandmaster cultivates, and he can cultivate the body of Vajra."

The apprentice first broke his King Kong body once with a lot of Wudang martial arts, but he relied on his strong internal strength and forcibly broke the force with force.

The second time was to use the method of stacking the strength of the cotton palm, and the six-fold palm strength was punched into his body, directly shattering his internal organs, which belonged to the skillful breaking force. "

He said: "If you encounter Buddhist disciples in the future, it is impossible to forcibly break the defense with internal force, and the best way is to fold your palms and specialize in the hard work of the outer door." "

"I have to let the senior brothers and sisters practice more palms."

"Yes."

Wang Chonglou nodded.

"Master, Wudang still has the martial arts of Buddhism, and the disciple wants to see more."

Lin Xuan asked.

"Yes, I'll help you find it later, just come and get it tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Master."

Coming out of the Zhenwu Palace, the biting evening wind echoed, mixed with a little fallen leaves, blowing the surrounding bamboo and wood, making a soft sound.

A lonely moon hung high in the sky, shedding bursts of cold light, carrying a long sword on his back, walking on the path of the mountain.

When I walked outside the stargazing platform, I vaguely saw someone practicing swords on the stage by the moonlight.

The shadow of the moon is swaying, the sword qi is surging, and not far away is the cliff, and the mist is shrouded.

He approached quietly, and then he saw clearly that it was the third senior sister Mu Huanhuan, the nepotism was flying, and the sword was cold, and she practiced another sword trick in Wudang, the famous breeze blowing willow sword.

Mainly light and spiritual, many changes, virtual and real, true and false are difficult to distinguish, with superior internal strength, Liujia heart trick, swordsmanship elegant.

It is said that this internal skill was obtained many years ago, when a senior in Wudang watched the scenery in Wenxin Lake.

And because this senior was exactly six Jiazi at the time, he gave this internal skill the name of Liujia Asking the Heart.

Although the name is not good, it is a real and superior exercise.

The young Taoist priest jumped on the stone next to the stargazing platform on tiptoe, sat on the ground, and quietly watched Mu Huanhuan practice swordsmanship.

The latter was so immersed in his practice that he didn't notice that anyone was around him.

After looking at it for a long time, Lin Xuan suddenly spoke: "Third Senior Sister, the sword you used just now was wrong, it should be two inches higher." "

Mu Huanhuan stopped, turned his head, and said in surprise: "Little junior brother, when did you come?" "

"I've been here for half an hour."

Lin Xuan pillowed his head with his hands, lay on the stone, and crossed his legs: "'Originally, I was idle, I came out for a walk, but I met the third senior sister and you were practicing swords at the stargazing platform, so I stayed and took a look." "

"Don't say hello, do you mean to see me make a fool."

She puffed out her cheeks.

"Nope."

The Taoist priest shook his head: "Senior sister's breeze blowing willow sword has entered the hall." "

"Senior sister, do you come to the stargazing platform every day to practice swords?"

Lin Xuan was curious.

"Hmm."

Mu Huanhuan nodded: "No way, who let you be so diligent, junior brother, you have only been in the business for a few years, and you have left us senior brothers and sisters far behind." "

She immediately lowered her voice: "It's not just me, but also Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, they are all secretly practicing swords all night long.

If you don't believe it, you will know if you secretly go to the Lotus Peak in the back mountain and take a turn. "

Sure enough, Lin Xuan took a light move and went to Lotus Peak, some were by the lake, some were under the bamboo forest, some were at the bottom of the peak, and some were by the secluded pond.

"Everyone is holding their breath."

Mu Huanhuan smiled brightly: "You can't let you, junior brother, support the important task of revitalizing Wudang alone."

Those of us who are senior brothers and sisters, even if our talent is not good, we must work hard, and if we spend more time on cultivation, we can improve our strength by one more point. "

Suddenly, Lin Xuan felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart, yawned, looked at the moon in the night sky, and said with a smile: "Sister Huanhuan, you continue to practice swords." "

After a while, he went back to his room, sat cross-legged, and practiced Pure Yang Wuji Gong and Twelve Floors White Jade Gong.

The next morning, I went to the Zhenwu Hall to find my own master and took a large stack of thick Buddhist exercises, and when I got to the foot of the mountain, I looked like I forgot to sleep and eat.

In Lin Xuan's opinion, Buddhist martial arts also have many merits, especially in forging the body.

Just like what his master said, martial arts practice, behind closed doors, must win the strengths of a hundred schools.

After a few days, I wrote down all the Buddhist martial arts I found, and even many unused kung fu were written down together.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles.

As for the Buddha Gate Exercise Enhancement Card, Lin Xuan didn't plan to use it now, but kept it to break through the last layer of the White Jade Gong of the Twelve-Story Building.

Thinking about this improved martial art, after practicing to the Great Perfection, it will definitely not be inferior to the body of the King Kong of the nine-fold golden bell jar.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars shift, the weather gets colder day by day, and the mountains are full of yellow fallen leaves.

"How many years is this?"

The young Taoist leaned against the gazebo and admired the view across the river, which was submerged in mist above the mountainside.

"Fifth or sixth?"

He muttered to himself, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, at first, Lin Xuan didn't like wine.

But slowly, he began to accept it, and now when he has time, he will have two or three drinks.

"I'm too lazy to forget it."

He chuckled, not far away in the mountains and forests, Uncle Xiao was leading the green ox to pick fruits everywhere.

Stepping on the back of the green ox, he climbed the tree with great agility and picked the big ones.

These days, Lin Xuan focused his cultivation on the Pure Yang Wuji Gong and the Twelve-Fold Building White Jade Gong.

Complete your cultivation as soon as possible and prepare to break through the Vajra realm.

There are less than two months left on the Triple Speed Martial Arts Cultivation Card, and it can't be wasted.

Put down the wine jar and start practicing boxing and palming, the cold wind roars, rolling up the fallen leaves and flying.

When the green cow heard the movement, he threw down the little Taoist priest who was still on the tree in fright, and ran farther away without looking back.

In the blink of an eye

The first snow of the year fell on Wudang, and it was on an evening with sparse snowflakes.

By dawn the next morning, the mountains and mountains had turned white, and the sky was covered with goose feathers and snow.

At the foot of the mountain

In the snow

There was a young Taoist priest who was constantly punching and palming, and his cyan Taoist robe was stained with the wind and frost of last night.

On the same day

There was also goose feather snow in the sky over Shaolin, and the body of Yuan Yan was welcomed back to King Kong Temple by the monks for burial.

At the same time, it also made the name Lin Xuan break into the eyes of those masters in Shaolin.

The snow is still falling

At the foot of Wudang Mountain

The Taoist priest is also still practicing boxing, palms, fingers, and swords.

During the day, it is practiced in the afternoon

I'm also practicing in the evening

The snow was pouring down, and the Taoist priest didn't seem to notice it, just boxing on his own.

It never stops

As if tireless

The qi and blood in the body are boiling, and the internal force shuttles through the eight veins of the Qi Jing, among them, the pure Yang Wuji Gong and the Twelve Floors Baiyu Gong operate at the same time.