"'Cao Zhengchun, the Governor of Dongchang, was killed by Yu Liancheng, the First Heavenly Lord.'
On this day, I don’t know how many homing pigeons flew out, and I don’t know how many fast horses were killed.
The news was spread to the whole world with the capital as the center.
When the news came out, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and both Jianghu and the imperial court were shocked by it.
The reputation of "First Heavenly Lord" Yu Liancheng has once again resounded throughout the world after the integration of the Demon Cult. This time it is even more sensational than before.
Although the Demon Sect is one of the eight major sects in the martial arts world, it has long since declined and its masters have withered away.
Moreover, when Yu Liancheng entered the Demon Sect's main altar alone, no one else saw him except people from the Demon Sect. Even though he took action several times later, not many people actually witnessed him take action.
This time, under the eyes of everyone, he destroyed Dongchang with one fell swoop.
Cao Zhengchun has a profound "Tiangang Boy Kung Fu" and has been practicing for fifty years. There are only a handful of masters in the world who can match him, but Yu Liancheng punched him through the chest.
The Five Poisons of Xiangxi, the Yin Yang Ghost Boy, and Luo Jusheng and his wife were also world-famous figures, but they also died one after another. As for Dongchang Fanzi, who was usually arrogant and domineering, he suffered heavy casualties in this battle, which were countless.
What's even more frightening is that this earth-shattering act actually happened in the capital.
Even when the "Invincible Naughty Boy" was at his most arrogant, he did not dare to act so arrogantly, and simply regarded the court as if it was nothing.
After this battle, the reputation of the "First Heavenly Lord" can be said to be unparalleled in the contemporary era, with unparalleled magical power. There has been a tendency to keep pace with the "Iron God" and become the best in the world.
And Cao Zhengchun, as the governor of Dongchang and an official of the imperial court, was killed in broad daylight, so the imperial court would not let it go.
Wanted notices for Yulian City have been posted all over the country, and anyone who can capture this thief will be rewarded with a reward of ten thousand taels.
But anyone with a little bit of discernment could see that the imperial court was making loud noises and light raindrops, but it was only superficial and did not really devote all its efforts to the pursuit.
It's not hard to guess.
That Yu Liancheng's martial arts was so high that it really made him anxious. It was not impossible to assassinate the emperor and kill him.
Even if he could really be captured and killed, the court would have to pay an unimaginable heavy price, so it would be better to give both sides a step down.
…
Amid the rumors, Yulian City has already set foot in Henan and arrived at the foot of the Songshan Shaolin Temple.
Looking up, you can vaguely see a series of pagodas. A burst of misty Sanskrit sounds flowed into the ears with the breeze, as if a giant Buddha was chanting sutras in a low voice, awakening the world's obsession.
The mountain road was winding. Looking at the pilgrims who kowtowed every three steps and bowed every five steps, Yu Liancheng sighed softly. The last time he came to Songshan was the last time.
Now that time has passed and things have changed, except for his higher martial arts, it seems that he has not changed at all.
"Flowers bloom and take all shapes in a thousand years, but I will still look like myself."
Yu Liancheng shook his head, unfolded his body skills, and instantly turned into a fleeting shadow. After a while, he passed through the mountain gate and entered the Shaolin Temple.
His light skill is so superb that it is difficult for ordinary people to catch it with the naked eye. In addition, there is a faint spiritual power lingering all over his body. Even if he passes away from ordinary monks, they will never care. They just think it is a wisp of misty breeze.
Soon, Yulian City turned around the Buddhist hall, main hall, and corridor, and came to the back mountain pagoda forest, where the bones of Shaolin's ancestors are buried.
There are many pagodas standing here. These eminent Shaolin monks were all famous people during their lifetimes, and they never occupied more than one foot after their death. There are bursts of Zen sounds and fallen leaves. No matter who comes here, they can't help but feel a sense of cutting off the secular world and staying outside.
Yu Liancheng's originally slightly impetuous heart calmed down unconsciously, and when he recalled the half-year period when he reviewed the seventy-two stunts, he suddenly felt melancholy.
But this emotion comes and goes quickly.
He bowed slightly to Talin, then spread out his body skills again, without a trace, but before leaving, his eyes looked in a certain direction.
After Yu Liancheng disappeared for a while, he saw two monks with white beards and white hair walking out from the direction Yu Liancheng was looking at before.
They were dressed in blue monk robes, with compassionate and white eyebrows. They all looked like enlightened monks, but one of them was taller and the other was shorter.
If we talk about the top ten masters in the world, these two monks can definitely be ranked among them.
They are Abbot Lingkong and Master Jiejie among the three Shaolin rituals.
Liao Kong is the abbot of Shaolin, a martial arts figure like Mount Tai and Beidou. Whether it is Buddhism or martial arts, he is one of the top few in the world.
As for Master Jiejie, he is the leader of the three Shaolin masters and a world-famous Zen monk. If he hadn't devoted himself to practicing Buddhism, he would have been the presiding officer.
Abbot Liao Kong clasped his hands together and said, "Senior brother, that person is probably the rumored 'First Heavenly Lord' Yu Liancheng."
"Yes, it should be him. This person is known all over the world, and even an outsider like the old monk has heard of his name." Jie Jiejie always has a peaceful smile that makes people immediately recognize him as soon as they look at him. Quit all impetuousness.
Liao Kong hesitated for a moment and said: "Looking at the route he took, it seems that he wants to go to Bodhidharma Cave, which is a restricted area. Do we want to stop him?"
"Jade Donor deliberately stepped up his steps, just to let us brothers and sisters find out. If you don't act like a bad guest, how can we, the hosts, be rude?"
After understanding and verifying, he shook his head first, and then sighed softly: "Besides, even Dongchang can't stop this No. 1 Heavenly Lord, let alone our Shaolin Temple?"
Abbot Liaofan gave a bitter smile: "Senior brother, you are free and easy, but junior brother, I am the presiding abbot. Now that I can't stop people from trespassing into the forbidden areas of Shaolin, how can I see the ancestors of all generations in the future?"
Master Jiejie smiled and said: "In that case, junior brother, please kowtow to the ancestors. I think they can understand your difficulties."
Abbot Liaofan sighed: "It's never been like this again."
After finishing his words, Abbot Liaofan took two steps forward, knelt down and bowed to the Tallinn nine times. He said devoutly: "Besides, the ancestors of all generations, the Demon Sect Heavenly Lord broke into the Bodhidharma forbidden area, and the disciples were powerless to stop it. I feel ashamed." At the end of the day, I can only let him look at the screen wall, and I hope the ancestor will forgive me."
After saying that, he kowtowed three times.
At this moment, he didn't look like the steady Shaolin abbot, but like a young novice who chanted sutras and chanted Buddha's name all day long but accidentally made mistakes.
Master Jiejie also bowed three times and said with a smile: "I hope the 'First Heavenly Lord' can understand something from the shadow wall, otherwise, junior brother, your efforts will be in vain."
Abbot Liaofan had already stood up and said angrily: "If you hadn't deliberately lost to me in the martial arts competition and Zen competition, this burden should have been shouldered by you, senior brother."
Master Jiejie laughed and said: "That's wrong, it's my junior brother who has great Buddhist teachings and profound martial arts. I can't compare to you."
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Bodhidharma Cave.
It is said that Patriarch Bodhidharma spent several years on the wall here, meditating on Zen and enlightening the Tao. After he came out of seclusion, he created seventy-two unique skills and recruited many disciples, finally creating the thousand-year glory of Shaolin.
And because he was too focused during meditation, day after day, he actually carved a shadow on the stone wall, vaguely showing his peerless style.
Since the inheritance of Shaolin Temple, countless people have watched the screen wall, including many eminent monks, but most of them have returned without success.
However, it is said that several eminent monks attained enlightenment overnight, received the true biography of Bodhidharma, and became famous divine monks.
Of course, this legend is inevitably exaggerated.
Yu Liancheng has practiced seventy-two unique skills, and he naturally understands that Shaolin's unique skills were not created by one person, and that each skill was perfected by generations of eminent monks, repairing flaws, and finally became an unbreakable skill.
But this screen wall is true.
When Yu Liancheng came to the Bodhidharma Cave, he saw a shadow on the stone wall. It was clearly visible, but it gave people a very vague feeling.
Even with Yu Liancheng's eyesight, he couldn't see the details in this shadow clearly, as if he was isolated from another layer of space.
Yu Liancheng's eyes were focused, his divine light was flowing, and he was running Shaolin's authentic Bodhidharma internal energy at the same time, and the shadow seemed a little clearer.
He watched for a moment, and seemed to feel some mysterious pull in his heart. He took another two steps forward and touched the shadow of the stone wall with his hand.
There was a solid sense of hardness coming from the stone wall, and at the same time, there was an indescribable mystery coming up, as if a kind of truth was constantly flowing in my heart, forming a religion of its own.
"There is indeed a mystery hidden in this shadow wall, but it is by no means so easy to understand."
Yu Liancheng sat cross-legged and looked directly at the screen wall.
Although the traces of this shadow wall are light and blurry, they are extremely real.
He looked at it carefully for a long time, but without any understanding, he simply closed his eyes and recalled his state of mind when he was practicing martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion.
At that time, he was completely immersed in Buddhist martial arts, forgetting both things and self. At the same time, his Buddhist cultivation was also rapidly improving.
Soon, Yu Liancheng opened his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips. His compassionate eyes looked at the stone wall, and a certain light flashed. It seems that I have understood many things at this moment, and yet it seems that I have understood nothing at all.
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Outside the cave, the mountain breeze blows and the white clouds move in a natural pattern.
There is indescribable tranquility in Bodhidharma Cave, which is a world of its own, isolated from all the troubles and noises of the mortal world. But this kind of tranquility also carries a kind of loneliness that goes deep into the bones.
For ordinary people, in such an environment, they may collapse after staying for two or three days.
But Bodhidharma stayed there for many years, from which we can imagine how great this patriarch’s meditation skills were.
Yu Liancheng has been sitting here for fifteen days since he came to Damo Cave.
He has already penetrated the two bridges of heaven and earth, communicates with the inner and outer heaven and earth, and can absorb the essence of heaven and earth in just one breath. Even if he has not reached the state of "those who eat breath and live as long as gods", it is not far behind. What's more, with his strong Qi and blood and strong physical body, even if he sits there for another fifteen days, it won't be a big deal.
At the same time, there was a pair of deep eyes in the forest, staring closely at Yulian City.
The owner of these eyes is the master of finishing, the first of the three types of Shaolin.
Yulian City watched the shadow wall here for fifteen days, and Master Jiejie guarded Yulian City here for fifteen days.
After all, Yu Liancheng is a world-famous demon, so how can Master Jiu be relieved?
If the other party becomes angry because they don't understand the secret of the screen wall, they will regret it if they destroy the screen wall.
But to Master Jiejie's shock, Yu Liancheng quickly gained understanding.
You must know that among the eminent monks of the Shaolin dynasties, in order to gain enlightenment from the shadow wall, they not only need to be skilled in martial arts, but also have deep Buddhist cultivation.
Could it be that this jade benefactor seems to be so powerful, but he has a deep Buddha heart?
Yu Liancheng not only understood, but also entered a mysterious and mysterious realm that is difficult to describe.
For any master, this mysterious realm is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. It is a great opportunity.
But this opportunity also represents great danger.
Just like now, the master of finishing can kill the opponent with just one palm. He would not be like this, but he never expected that the other party would trust him so much, or might he have other means?
Buzz!
At this moment, a grand and majestic energy filled the air, and Sanskrit sounds were sung a cappella, as if the Buddha had come to the world, impacting in all directions like a tide.
And the center of this qi machine turned out to be Yulian City.
"That's it, that's it."
Yu Liancheng's eyes have been opened, holding flowers and smiling, his eyes are calm, but with a different kind of compassion, as if he were in a temple overlooking all living beings.
Even if the Dharma is as brilliant as Master Jiejie's, I can't help but feel respect for him at this time. But he realized something was wrong and quickly collected his thoughts.
Yu Liancheng has walked out of the Bodhidharma Cave, and his steps have not stopped. Every step he takes seems not to be fast, but it is like chasing the wind and lightning.
In a moment, he had arrived in front of another boulder. He popped out a finger and stabbed it out like a sword, splitting the clouds and causing layers of stone powder to fly down.
Between the iron paintings and silver hooks, words as dignified and as dangerous as mountains appeared one by one.
"These three hundred words contain my summary of Buddhist martial arts so far. If you are destined, you may not be able to deduce your own martial arts from them."
Not long after, Yu Liancheng lowered his sleeves, looked at the three hundred words on the boulder, and murmured to himself.
During the fifteen days of observing the screen wall, he gained huge benefits. Especially at the moment just now, I was so blessed that I broke through the shackles of the cage and understood the unprecedented truth. My body and mind seemed to have gained tremendous power.
"Master Jie, you are the most powerful monk in the world. Why don't you come and see if my three hundred words are worth the cost of seeing the shadow wall."
Suddenly, Yu Liancheng turned his eyes and looked with a smile to understand the hiding place.
