With the strange steps, Wu Yi was naturally thrown away in two seconds, so he had to go back to the Shaolin Temple first!
Just as Luoxue was resting, Abbot Kongci came to the courtyard and found Mu Lingtian: "Amitabha, Young Master Tianling, Mr. Tang, how are you, Miss Luoxue? This is the Shaolin Temple's golden sore medicine."
"Thank you, Abbot Kongci, for your concern. Luoxue is no longer seriously injured."
"That's good. It's all because of my lax rules in Shaolin and the emergence of a traitor like Jie Yu."
"Master Abbot, what are you talking about? The Shaolin Temple cannot be blamed for the abstinence issue, and judging from his martial arts, it doesn't seem to come from the Shaolin Temple."
Master Abbot sighed: "Hey, this matter started sixteen years ago. The Demon Sect was destroyed, and Jie Nian also came to the Shaolin Temple. The Flying Civet Cat, one of the protectors of the Demon Sect, came pretending to be a person in distress. When we arrived at Shaolin Temple, I took him in because he just wanted to take care of Jie Nian."
Tang Jing seemed a little confused: "The Flying Civet Cat of the Demon Sect? No wonder I just heard Master Kongshan say that the martial arts of abstinence was taught by the Flying Civet Cat? But the Flying Civet Cat is the protector of the Demon Sect, so how could Shaolin Temple do that?"
"Because the Flying Civet Cat is very fat, but has extremely high qinggong, not many people can really recognize him. I was lucky enough to have fought with him, so I naturally recognize him. Although he is one of the protectors of the Demon Cult, he has never done anything He did something treacherous and evil, and the demon sect has been destroyed, so leaving him in Shaolin is not a bad thing, so I left him in Shaolin Temple and asked him to guard the vegetable garden."
"Wuxing? Is it the Flying Civet Cat?" Mu Lingtian seemed to understand everything after hearing this.
The abbot nodded: "Yes, Wu Xing is the Flying Civet Cat. He has been in Shaolin Temple for a long time. Apart from quietly visiting Jie Nian, he has not done anything else. It seems that Shaolin Temple has become his pure land. One day he was in the mountain At the door, I picked up the lost Jie Yu. Jie Yu was timid and kept hiding behind him, so I gave Jie Yu to him to raise. I know that he treated Jie Yu as his own child and taught him everything he had. So I didn’t stop him, but I didn’t expect that in the end, Jie Yu not only failed to keep his promise to him, but also failed to understand Wuxing’s hard work.”
"What promise?"
"Wuxing has set three prohibitions for Jie Yu. He is not allowed to do evil things, and he is not allowed to harm the world. During his lifetime, and for ten years after his death, no one is allowed to see the martial arts that Jie Yu learned. They are his martial arts!"
"So that's it. No wonder his martial arts is so strange. I didn't expect it to be like this!" Tang Jing finally understood.
"Young Hero Tianling, I have some questions I want to ask you. Can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Mu Lingtian nodded, and the abbot and Mu Lingtian just chatted briefly along the way, until Mu Lingtian followed Abbot Kongci to the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, an open space with many weeds growing on it, and a mountain wall above it. There seems to be some secret!
The abbot stopped in front of the mountain wall and looked at it as if he was remembering something.
"Young Hero Tianling, please take a look!"
Mu Lingtian followed Abbot Kongci's gaze and looked towards the mountain wall. On the mountain wall, there was a large incomplete Buddha character. The entire mountain wall seemed to have traces of fighting, with countless small holes and sword marks: "This place used to be Is there a battle between masters?”
Abbot Kongci nodded: "Yes, more than sixty years ago, Master Dujie, a martial arts wizard from the Shaolin Temple, was proficient in the seventeen secrets of the Shaolin Temple. His flower-twisting fingers were even more superb, and he could pick leaves and hurt people."
Mu Lingtian seemed to understand something and was a little surprised: "Could it be the small hole on the mountain wall?"
"That's right, the small hole on the mountain wall was left by Master Dujie's finger."
"Leaves can have such power. It seems that Master Dujie's kung fu is really superb. Shaolin Temple is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Abbot Kongci shook his head, sighed, turned around and looked at Mu Lingtian: "It's a pity that Master Crossing Tribulation was defeated in the end."
Somewhat unexpectedly, Mu Lingtian said: "Failed? How could it happen?"
"Because Master Crossing Tribulation's opponent was the evil sword Zhu Xian who was the unbeatable one in the world at that time!" Abbot Kongci looked at Mu Lingtian, his eyes seemed to be saying something.
Mu Lingtian seemed to feel something. He guessed whether he had exposed something, and his expression was a little stiff: "Evil Sword Killing Immortal?"
Abbot Kongci smiled, with a compassionate smile that seemed so kind, and looked at the mountain wall: "I was still very young back then. Not long after I was sent to the Shaolin Temple, the evil sword Zhu Xian wanted to seize the secret book of the Golden Pavilion, and he fought with one person. Shaolin masters, in order to prevent Evil Sword Zhuxian from succeeding, Master Dujie made a bet with Evil Sword Zhuxian. If Master Dujie could hurt Evil Sword Zhuxian within ten moves, then Evil Sword Zhuxian would never be allowed to attack the Golden Pavilion. idea."
"Then what happened?"
"Although Master Crossing Tribulation was defeated, Master Crossing Tribulation won their blockade."
"what happened?"
Abbot Kongci fell into memories: "Master Dujie's first nine moves were barely equal to Evil Sword Zhuxian's. On the tenth move, Evil Sword Zhuxian used the frightening Jianxianxia, while Master Dujie used the last move. With his fingers, the sword blade flew across the sky, and fallen leaves filled the sky. Master Dujie knew that he could not defeat the Evil Sword Zhuxian, so he deliberately left his fingers until the end, diverting the blade of the Evil Sword Zhuxian, and used his own body to charge forward. At the Evil Sword Zhuxian. The Evil Sword Zhuxian was surprised by Master Dujie's single-minded desire to die and did not have time to put away his sword. It was precisely because of this that Master Dujie rushed to him. At that time, Master Dujie had thirty-two wounds in his body. When the sword arrived in front of Evil Sword Zhuxian, he was already dying. He deliberately blocked the sword edge with his left index finger, and with the broken index finger of his right hand, he used his last breath and exerted all his internal strength to throw the finger at Evil Sword Zhuxian. That’s why I pierced the clothes on the left side of Evil Sword Zhuxian’s abdomen! I won the bet, and because of this, I saved the Hidden Gold Pavilion in Shaolin Temple!”
"I didn't expect there to be stories like this here."
Abbot Kong Ci looked at Mu Lingtian with the same eyes as before: "Although the Evil Sword Zhu Xian has defeated all the invincible hands in the world, killing has been with him all his life. Maybe he himself doesn't know what he got in the end. Zhu Xian Ten Although the Six Swordsmen are invincible, people are different, and their sword skills are naturally different. There is no good or bad sword technique, but people's hearts are different. Do you think so, Young Hero Tianling?"
Of course Mu Lingtian could hear the meaning in Master Fangzhang's words: "The mind is upright, the body is upright, and I am self-righteous. As Master Fangzhang said, there is no distinction between good and bad swordsmanship. As long as it can save people from fire and water, even if it is poison, poison may not be able to fight poison."
Abbot Kongci nodded and smiled: "That's right, that's right. After listening to what Young Master Tianling said, I felt at ease. But Young Master Tianling must also be careful. Although you think so, others may not think so. Think, it’s a good thing, many people want it, but not many people know how to use it.”
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