When Xiao Jiang got the Divine Foot Sutra, he immediately guessed that the backlash would come, so he calculated the weirdest way to escape. He originally thought that he would be surrounded by a large number of Shaolin monks, but he never knew that such a powerful old monk came and blasted him with a palm. Xiao Jiang obviously felt a lot of pressure. When he chose to escape, he already guessed who the other party was, so he flew straight towards Shaolin.
When he arrived at the Scripture Collection Pavilion, Xiao Jiang didn't care what he saw and collected. In less than two minutes, the entire Scripture Collection Pavilion was swept away by him and carried away in the space.
"Hmph, the old monk is playing tricks with me, so don't blame me for raiding your lair. If I can't defeat you, I will leave you with no scriptures to guard."
Far away from the Shaolin Temple, Xiao Jiang sat on a big tree and muttered, while in the Sutra Pavilion, the old monk gushed blood and slowly walked to the bookshelf. He rubbed the bookshelf tremblingly, his eyes as clear as before. The mirror turned dark red. After a while, the old monk picked up a pen and dipped it in ink to write a few words on the wall. When he flicked the pen, his whole body flew out like gray smoke...
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"Shaolin's seventy-two stunts. It's a pity that there are so many martial arts. I only know a few tricks at most. Maybe it's feasible to imitate with small phaseless skills. Shaolin martial arts needs Buddhism to resolve. It's just a secret injury caused by insufficient cultivation, greed, and greed. Old monk He is not a kind person if he talks too much."
In the small town inn at the foot of Songshan Mountain, Xiao Jiang looked through various secret books of Shaolin. Although he felt emotional about these secrets, he didn't care that much. He knew that martial arts lay in excellence rather than in quantity. He also had a choice in the world of Tianlong. , some martial arts are the basis, some martial arts are auxiliary, some martial arts are sneak attacks and secret calculations, and some are blatant. He will carefully select the ones that should be selected to practice, and put aside the ones that cannot be practiced or are temporarily unable to practice. As for the various other high-strength ones Martial arts, if you know what it is, just look at it and extract the essence for your own use. There is no need to study and study it thoroughly.
Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills include all kinds of martial arts. Even the simplest Skanda Boxing, studied to the extreme, is a high-strength martial arts. How can Xiao Jiang have time to practice each one to the transformation state.
"Sir, please read the Galeng Sutra. Although there are various legends about the birth and future generations of the Nine-Yang Magic, if you carefully calculate, do you remember where the weirdest part of the Nine-Yang Magic is?"
After Xiao Jiang finished sorting out the seventy-two stunts, the Red Queen reminded him. Xiao Jiang did not take out the Galeng Sutra first but recalled:
"In Yitian, Zhang Wuji used the Nine Yang Magic to remove the poison from the Ice Palm. Later, he opened the meridians with the help of Budai Monk's treasure bag, and then practiced the Great Shift of the Universe, the Holy Fire Order Heart Technique, and Tai Chi.
By the way, when Zhang Wuji was at Guangmingding, he shouldered the three palms of Master Jue in order to avoid a big battle... Hey, he used the Nine Suns True Qi to shoulder the palms of Master Jue, which was exactly the same as the Tianlong Sweeping Monk shouldered Xiao Feng's palms, except However, the sweeping monk has a three-foot Qi wall, which means his internal strength far exceeds that of Zhang Wuji.
Could it be said that the sweeping monk practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art, or was he the one who created the Nine-Yang Divine Art? "
The Red Queen smiled and said:
"You will know when you open the Galang Sutra and look at it. With the old monk's urinary nature, it is entirely possible that he recorded the Nine Sun Magic Skills in the sutra. The purpose is to allow Buddhist practitioners to obtain the secret book."
Xiao Jiang connects Tianlong World and the Condor Trilogy. This seems to be the reason. Even if other monks create this skill, they will record it separately. Only the old monks who require Buddhism and martial arts to be practiced together have this hobby.
He quickly found the Galeng Sutra from the stack of books that had been scanned and locked. When he opened the first page, he saw small Chinese characters written in Sanskrit.
After reading the entire Galeng Sutra, the number of words in the Nine-Yang Sutra recorded in it is only a few thousand. This technique is not as strong as the legendary one. Compared with Xiao Jiang’s mastery of the Immortality Kung Fu, this Nine-Yang Divine Technique Jiu-Yang Only when you turn to Yin can you develop Gang Qi that combines strength and softness.
Xiao Jiang suddenly understood this skill after looking at it. Compared with the difficulty of cultivating the three talents of heaven, earth and man in one, the Nine-Yang Divine Skill is many times weaker. However, the main focus of the No-Lao Skill is immortality, while the Nine-Yang Divine Skill is mainly about body protection and attack. Lord, the two are many times stronger than Jiuyang in terms of combat effectiveness.
Xiao Jiang gave it a try. He originally thought that practicing one more internal skill would cause conflict. However, Xiao Jiang discovered during the experiment that the acupuncture points throughout his body that he promoted the Jiuyang Zhenqi to circulate Rendu's second channel actually had no effect on the Beiming Zhenqi. When he saw this situation, he simply activated the flame knife and Yiyang Finger. When activated with Beiming Qi, the penetrating power was stronger. When activated with Nine Yang Qi, the hot Qi was more condensed and more lethal. big.
Xiao Jiang clearly understood the problem of the fit between true energy and martial arts. Although these martial arts were all killing skills, their attributes were different. Now he had this understanding after the first experiment, and soon he discovered that the other martial arts were activated by different internal forces. different effects below.
Xiao Jiang kept practicing in the room, only going to the dining room for three meals a day, and not going out the rest of the time. He had nothing to do anyway.
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"One stew, one stir-fried vegetables, one pot of wine, and one bowl of rice."
With regular meals, Xiao Jiang's life is so simple. To say that he carries dozens of tons of gold and jewelry with him and is a wealthy boss wherever he goes. He can live a rich and unrestrained life in this small life, and he can even buy The girl and old woman serve herself;
It's a pity that Xiao Jiang comes from a farm family and has not had the habit of spending money since he was a child. In this life, there is only three feet of space to sleep. With two taels of meat, a bowl of rice and a dish, you can live a safe and healthy life. The delicacies of mountains and seas are just a feast for the rich. Raising slaves was nothing more than living a luxurious life, which was nothing compared to his pursuit of stronger ideas.
While we were eating and drinking, two people came to the door of the inn. The waiter bent forward and said with a smile:
"Master, this girl, please come inside. What would you like to eat?"
"Waiter, give me a bowl of wontons, and give me a bowl of plain noodles."
A voice as clear and beautiful as an oriole greeted. Xiao Jiang, who was eating, couldn't help but look up. His face paused for a moment before returning to normal. He glanced at an old monk and a beautiful woman who were already seated. He was still drinking wine slowly. Eat and drink.
Xiao Jiang knew both of the two people in front of him. The old monk was the old monk from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion who was extremely powerful in martial arts, and the woman was A'Zhu who was taken out of Xiao Jiang's arms.
Xiao Jiang was not worried that they would recognize him. A'Zhu was plotted by him and had no idea who took the secret book. Although the old monk attacked Xiao Jiang, he never saw his face.
When the waiter loudly informed the kitchen to prepare food, the old monk Heshi asked:
"Brother, have you ever seen a group of people carrying a lot of things in the past few days, or a few carriages carrying a lot of things leaving?"
The waiter shook his head and said with a smile:
"Master, the mountain roads here are narrow, and carriages rarely appear. There are no carriages passing by during this period, let alone a few carriages. As for a group of people, let alone a group of people. The people passing here every day are tourists and mountain people. , it’s even rarer to bring a lot of things.”
