Cao Zhe is a man who aspires to be a sea... martial arts master.
Before becoming a grand master, you must first have a few lackeys to help wave the flag and shout.
After all, an expert has said that the world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.
Like Dugu Qiubai, he cut his way from the Yellow River Basin to the Yangtze River Basin. Within a few decades, his name was not heard in the world, and after his death he was only worthy of being in the mountains and wild mountains.
Zhang Laodao, who has disciples to help wave the banner and a sect to promote his reputation, is a great master who is worthy of being famous throughout the ages and is as famous as Bodhidharma.
"Since this is a competition, it must not be possible to win a good ranking by working behind closed doors." Cao Zhe thought in his heart, and gave a clear smile to the fish he was eyeing.
Monk Wuming raised his eyes and looked at Cao Zhe.
The next second.
"Get out of here!" Wu Ming's local accent was activated.
Cao Zhe's 'persuasion' did not have the desired effect.
Sometimes communication only exists between wisdom and wisdom.
With his ignorant 'understanding', it was difficult for him to understand the kindness released by Cao Zhe.
Cao Zhe obediently pulled Monk Jueyuan's sleeve and left the Zen room.
At the door of the Zen room, the master and the disciple looked at each other.
Monk Jueyuan listened to the sound of books being turned around in the room, sometimes accompanied by the sound of paper breaking, and his facial features were distorted with distress.
"It's so...how can it be so!"
"Jun Bao! Just stay here and take care of me. I will ask Abbot Tianming for instructions later." Monk Jueyuan said and hurriedly walked downstairs.
As for whether Jueyuan, a mere monk in gray clothes, was qualified to meet the abbot, he would not consider it now.
Cao Zhe measured the current strength gap between himself and Monk Wu Ming. If the other party suddenly attacked, would he have a chance to escape after the fight? Then he planned at least three escape routes in his mind, and then opened the Zen room door.
Wow...!
A bunch of Buddhist scriptures were thrown at him.
Cao Zhe dodged it keenly and used Xiaolei's body technique.
"Eh!" Although Wu Ming was not very intelligent, he still had good eyesight. Naturally, he saw some tricks that Cao Zhe had just avoided.
"You're such a self-defeating boy, how dare you secretly learn Shaolin martial arts?" Wu Ming took the lead and then attacked, with one claw already grabbing at the important points on Cao Zhe's chest and abdomen.
If he were to hold this hand alone, not only would Cao Zhe's strength disappear, but he would also be poked with several large bloody holes in his chest.
At the end of the day, he doesn’t even have the slightest compassion of a monk.
Cao Zhe turned around twice in succession, and his body skills combined with the indoor layout that he was already familiar with, and he nimbly dodged the two consecutive attacks.
Then he said quickly: "He is strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills, he is allowed to cross, and the bright moon shines on the river."
Monk Wu Ming paused for a moment, then asked: "What do you mean? Where does your formula come from, and how do you explain it?"
Cao Zhe thought to himself: "What a useless monk with no knowledge and skills. I'm afraid that the little kung fu in his hands was taught by others. If he comes here to find the Nine Yang Magic Skill, I'm afraid you will find it." The possessed master."
But he still explained: "Wind refers to breathing, and breeze refers to breathing evenly. Mountain refers to the bones and spine, and hill refers to the top of the head."
"So 'let him be strong, let him be strong, and the breeze blows over the hills', that is, no matter whether the body is uncomfortable or uncomfortable, breathe evenly and guide the air from the perineum through the tail to the top of the head."
"The bright moon refers to the Dantian, and the river refers to the kidneys and bladder, as well as the qi and blood circulating throughout the body. Just follow the instructions above, and the internal energy will naturally gather in the Dantian and be sent to the limbs and bones through the rivers and channels throughout the body, so that the body can recover."
Then he was still worried that he didn't understand, so he explained directly: "This is the healing formula in the Nine Yang Divine Art, and it is also one of the general contents. Since you are here to find the Nine Yang Divine Art, wouldn't it be better if I tell you directly?"
Since Cao Zhe chose to start with Zhang Junbao, he would never be limited to just one Nine Yang Magic.
Although the Nine-Yang Divine Skill is powerful, if it is limited to it, it is just picking up the wisdom of others. Even if it is practiced to the point of being astonishing, it will be a waste of Zhang Junbao's great aptitude and understanding.
In this case, Cao Zhe certainly would not take the Nine Yang Divine Art seriously.
It is perfect for fishing at this moment.
Wu Ming finally stopped moving his hands, but the ferocity in his eyes did not fade away.
"You are an eminent monk in the temple. The Nine-Yang Divine Art is the master of the temple. It is left in the scriptures for future generations to discover and practice. If you want to learn it, I will teach you. Please don't bother me. I am angry at these orphan copies of scriptures. Compared with these treasures of scriptures, my martial arts skills are nothing more than that!" Cao Zhe tried his best to imitate the posture of monk Jueyuan on weekdays and said this.
The ferocity in Wu Ming's eyes faded a bit.
Cao Zhe knew he had chosen the right direction.
When dealing with such relatively simple-minded guys, it is not suitable to use too many twists and turns.
Sometimes speaking simply is better.
"Okay! You teach me magical skills, and I will cover it up for you. I won't tell you about secretly learning Shaolin's secret skills." Monk Wu Ming said.
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Cao Zhe was 100% sure that Wu Ming, the monk, was definitely the competitor.
If Wu Ming is just a Shaolin monk and has no other identity, then according to his character and characteristics, he should be dragging Cao Zhe at this moment, and he must be punished if he refuses to let him go.
Only competitors from another world who don't value the rules and regulations of the Shaolin Temple that much can easily blurt out the terms of exchange.
"Master, what you said is wrong. The Nine-Yang Magic Technique is Shaolin's unique skill. I neither stole nor robbed it. I got it by chance. I think I brought trouble to the abbot. The abbot is kind-hearted and will not care about a young man like me." Yes." Cao Zhe said that he definitely didn't believe it, but Wu Ming couldn't help but nod after hearing it.
He actually believed Cao Zhe's lies and regarded some people as the truth.
"In that case, what do you want?" Wu Ming finally became wise and knew that Cao Zhe took the initiative to expose himself because he wanted something.
"It's very simple. I want you to help me collect a hundred martial arts secret books, regardless of high or low, strong or weak. Secondly... I also want free access to the Shaolin Temple. With these two points, I will give you the formula of Nine Yang Magic , as well as the key points of movement, are all explained in detail." Cao Zhe said.
Wuming heard the words and said: "The first is simple. I will turn you into a warrior monk, and you can freely enter and exit the Arhat Hall. There are nearly a hundred Shaolin martial arts in the Arhat Hall, and you can learn them."
Although Shaolin has seventy-two unique skills, it is by no means only seventy-two martial arts.
The martial arts that are eligible to be included in the seventy-two stunts are all treasures in the Shaolin Temple. Most of them belong to superior martial arts or strange martial arts with unique effects.
And after years of accumulation, there are more than a hundred types of inferior martial arts that can be practiced in the Shaolin Temple?
The reason why there are so many practitioners of martial arts such as Luohan Fist, Bodhidharma Stick, and Vajra Palm, and it seems that Shaolin monks can only learn these basics, is because they lay the best foundation, and there are more advanced martial arts that can be followed later.
"The second one... is also easy! Tomorrow I will arrange for you to be tonsured. When you become a monk, I will arrange for you to take care of the food and beverage purchases, so that you can go down the mountain at any time."
(Some people seem to be pretty good on the surface, but they can't understand the more advanced secrets. It's reasonable to use the gold system standard to set up the second set. For example, Black Wind Shuangsha, their master is Huang Yaoshi, the most knowledgeable and talented person in the world. They However, he practiced the Nine Yin Manual to a pulp. Later, Mei Chaofeng became obsessed with it and needed to ask Guo Jing for Taoist terminology to relieve his internal injuries. This shows that even from a famous family, there are also scumbags. From the perspective of understanding, ignorance is just right. slacker student.)
(Nagging me again, new books require reading data, please don’t keep books! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!)
