"The sword technique used by that heavenly spirit is none other than the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian!~"
"What? The Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals?" The god heard these words and stood up!
Everyone in the hall was excited at this moment. The god walked down the hall, his words seemed a little doubtful, but also filled with excitement: "Are you sure it's the Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals?"
Moon God was convinced: "Yes, I also know something about the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian. What he used was the fifth form of the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian, Jade Rain Splashing Stone, and the sixteenth form of Jian Xiantian."
"Swordsman loves the world! So he has perfected all the Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals?" The God of Heaven came to the Moon God, as if he was afraid that he heard a word wrong, and he wanted to confirm whether all this was true.
"If he hadn't already mastered the Sixteen Immortal Swordsmanship, I don't think I would be able to catch even one of his moves!"
Confirming that what he heard was correct, Tianshen looked at Yueshen. He knew that Yueshen could not tell such a lie, so it must be true: "No wonder these old guys from Xuanmen are so interested in him, that's why. "
The Flower God jumped in front of the God of Heaven and said, "The God of Flowers is asking for permission to seize the secret book of the Sixteen Swords of Immortal Killer and present it to the God of Heaven."
The God of Heaven thought for a moment and raised his hand to reject the God of Flowers: "No, no, don't act rashly. If this was really that easy, I believe those old guys from Xuanmen would have succeeded long ago. It seems that not only is the secret book not in this world, It is not easy to get the secret book of the Sixteen Swords of Immortal Killing from this person called Tian Ling. So I am afraid this matter needs to be considered in the long run."
A masked man who looks burly, and whose strength represents his domineering power: "I don't believe he can resist handing over the secret book in the face of death!"
The god slowly walked back to the main hall: "Since he dares to gamble, of course he is not afraid of death. What's more, if you really want to kill him, is it so easy? The Sixteen Swords of Zhuxian!~"
Shaolin Temple is the pinnacle of martial arts. Who doesn’t know that the world’s martial arts originated from Shaolin? This was also the reason why Mu Lingtian also wanted to become a disciple of Shaolin.
Even though they were still some distance away from the Shaolin Temple, they could already feel the atmosphere of the Shaolin Temple. The five of them arrived at a small village at the foot of the Shaolin Temple. It seemed that even the villagers here could make people feel a sense of physical fitness. A little more energetic.
It was getting late, and they planned to rest here for the night and settle in an old man's home. The old man's son had not come back from the Shaolin Temple. The enthusiastic old man did not ask for any money from them. Although it was a simple meal, it was a simple meal. A hearty dinner.
While eating, the old man’s son who went to Shaolin Temple to deliver food came back!
"Mom, I'm back!" A young boy with a handsome face, wearing coarse clothes and carrying an empty basket came back. He was the old man's only son Mo Bai.
The old man put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and went out. Mobai looked at the carriage outside the house and looked at the old man coming out, his expression full of happiness: "Mom, is there a guest in our house?"
"Yes, didn't you say you wouldn't come back today?"
The old man and Mo Bai entered the house and gave a brief introduction. It turned out that Mo Bai went to deliver tofu to the Shaolin Temple today, but Mo Bai did not find his master today, so he came back.
A group of people were eating dinner happily. Mo Bai was even more excited when he found out the identities of Mu Lingtian and others.
This farmhouse is relatively small, so of course everyone can only squeeze in and make do.
At dawn, after bidding farewell to the old man, Mo Bai prepared to take a few people to the Shaolin Temple.
Mobai was full of interest and admiration for these legendary figures in front of him. Along the way, he kept asking about their stories.
Tang Wanting explained to Mo Bai like a storyteller, and the carriage was bustling with laughter from time to time.
Soon the Shaolin Temple arrived, and Mo Bai went to do his own thing. Mu Lingtian and others sent greeting cards. After a while, Abbot Kongci, who learned of their arrival, came out with a group of people: "Amitabha, I don't know how many distinguished guests have arrived. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome them from afar."
After some polite greetings, several people followed the abbot and others into the inner courtyard.
The few people who came to Shaolin Temple had no other purpose than to visit Mount Tai Beidou in the martial arts world and admire this thousand-year-old temple. Abbot Kongci also treated them as honored guests.
After lunch, Abbot Kongci and Master Kongshan took a few people to visit the Shaolin Temple.
Along the way to Bodhidharma Courtyard, Arhat Courtyard, Sutra Pavilion, and Discipline Courtyard, I realized why this Shaolin Temple has stood in the wind and rain but has not fallen down for thousands of years, because it is not a temple, but a spirit.
Tang Wanting looked at a very tall tower on the top of the mountain. She wanted to see it, so Abbot Kongci led a few people towards the mountain. There was a strange place with many small stone towers high and low. Two monks were sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
"Why do you feel a little sad here?" Tang Wanting looked around strangely.
"This is the place where eminent monks of all ages passed away!"
Tang Wanting seemed to understand something. Everyone walked carefully, as if they didn't want to disturb a leaf here.
After walking forward for a long time, they were about to leave the Tallin. A cave appeared in front of everyone. The cave was not deep. You could clearly see a relatively large Buddha statue inside, and a monk chanting sutras inside. There seemed to be a cave next to the monk. Middle hole.
Several people stopped strangely. Master Kongshan seemed a little disgusted when he saw this monk: "He is the son of Dugu Demon Girl from the Demon Sect!"
"Amitabha, junior brother, anyone can become a Buddha immediately if he puts down his butcher's knife. What's more, no one has the ability to choose his own birth. He is kind-hearted by nature, and he should not be responsible for the affairs of the demonic religion."
Master Kong Shan seemed to understand something and clasped his hands together: "Yes, Senior Brother, I know I was wrong!~"
"Is that him? So he is here!" Knowing the identity of the monk in the cave, Tang Wanting nodded, seeming to understand something. Mu Lingtian looked at the people in the cave strangely, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Jie Nian has been in this cave for fifteen years, and he has never left this cave!" Abbot Kongci's words shocked several people.
A few people stayed for a while, then continued walking up the mountain, crossed a small river, and came to Bodhidharma Cave.
"Hey, why is there someone in this cave? What is he doing?" Tang Wanting was about to run into the cave and study it carefully.
"They have violated the rules and are thinking about their faults here!" Abbot Kongci's words made Tang Wanting stop in her tracks.
Abbot Kongci had been taking a few people to visit the Shaolin Temple. It was not until evening that they had a general view of this thousand-year-old temple.
The Shaolin Temple was very quiet at night, but Mu Lingtian couldn't sleep because he had something on his mind, so he took a walk and left the house.
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