Cao Zhe looked at the bustling Purple Mountain and just wanted to go back to Wudang Mountain.
"This place is still too close to the bustling city and a bit noisy." Cao Zhe thought to himself.
For him, the ideal state is that everyone in the world knows and admires him, but few people bother him.
Cao Zhe originally yearned for Zhang Sanfeng's state a hundred years later.
"I have been waiting here for a long time, and I am willing to listen to the teachings of the real person day and night. I also ask the real person not to be stingy, and teach us the great Dharma of the real immortal, with great mercy and compassion, and ferry us to the treasure raft of eternity." One person shouted, and ten thousand people followed.
No one wants to practice immortal magic and live forever.
The strength and methods shown by Cao Zhe undoubtedly showed that he was the real immortal living in the world...
Of course, the true immortal is not only comparable to Cao Zhe's methods.
But this is just a world of low martial arts. Ordinary people have never seen this before, and they firmly believe that Cao Zhe is an immortal.
"If you want to hear how to live a long life and enjoy eternal blessings, there is really no such method here. If you just want to strengthen your body and prolong your life... I would like to teach you some." Cao Zhe looked up and down the mountain. , a large number of people gathered, still spoke.
Regardless, it's a pretty good publicity opportunity.
How could the crowd care what Cao Zhe said?
If you just say it’s not true, then it’s not true?
They think that the so-called methods of strengthening the body and prolonging life must be the entry-level method of cultivating immortals. Only those who pass the test can truly worship under Zhang Zhenren's disciples and follow him to cultivate immortals.
The vast crowd's eyes were as bright as a torch.
Cao Zhe didn't pick a time, let alone a place.
He straddled the roof of the Copper Palace in one step and sat cross-legged on the head of the golden Pixiu. His voice was like thunder, which spread throughout the foothills.
"To practice Pindao's martial arts, you must first understand Pindao's views on martial arts."
"Most of the people in the world practice martial arts since they were ignorant. Some people in the world have been wandering for decades and are still outside the door without ever pushing the door in."
"Now that I am teaching martial arts, I will make a rule to divide the world's martial arts into different levels and categories." As Cao Zhe's voice spread, the originally noisy voices gradually became quiet.
But before Cao Zhe could continue to explain clearly, a mocking voice came from the foot of the mountain.
"The breath was so loud, I could smell someone farting from hundreds of miles away. It turned out to be a calf's nose bragging."
"It stinks! It stinks! It really stinks!"
"The stench is unbearable, the stench is overwhelming, worse than the old widow's socks that haven't been washed in thirty years..." The voice came from far away. It was still at the foot of the mountain. When it said this sentence, it was already close. In front of Cao Zhe.
The person who came was an old man with rosy cheeks, skin as smooth as a baby, but with half black and half white hair and a beard.
Wearing a gray linen shirt, with several cricket jars hanging on his waist, his eyes exuded clear malice.
Cao Zhe had already guessed the identity of the person coming, but he still used the identification technique first.
Zhou Botong, physical strength is ninety, strength is eighty-two, internal strength is ninety-five, skills, Quanzhen Martial Arts (Transformation Realm), Kongming Fist (Transformation Realm), Left and Right Fight (Transformation Realm), Nine Yin Manual (Transformation Realm), Yu Nu Su Heart Sword Technique (Transformation Realm), Transformation Gong Dafa (Transformation Realm), Poison Technique (Transformation Realm), Bodhidharma Yi Jin Sutra (Transformation Realm), Root Bone 81, Comprehension 82, Note: Can a child's heart be like a baby? Human nature is inherently evil, and its goodness and hypocrisy are also there!
This is the first time that Cao Zhe has identified the skill list of Quanhua Realm.
Compared to Yang Guo's long skill list, Zhou Botong's skill list is much simpler.
But in comparison, Zhou Botong's strength must be much stronger than Yang Guo.
"Dharma Yi Jin Sutra...How could Zhou Botong know Bodhidharma Yi Jin Sutra?"
"Although it can be seen from many literary works that the Yi Jin Jing is often stolen and often learned by outsiders, and it does not have the dignity of the Zhensect's secret knowledge at all. But... in fact, it is not so laxly managed, let alone outsiders. Even within the Shaolin Temple, few people can learn it.”
"Moreover, Zhou Botong's skill list shows the Yi Jin Jing of Bodhidharma, not the translated version of the Yi Jin Jing like Xin Zhai."
"As far as I know, the Shaolin genuine Yi Jin Jing has extremely strict conditions for practice. You must break through the self-image and the human image, and have no thoughts of practicing martial arts in your heart before you can succeed. However, this proposition is very contradictory, that is, if How can one want to practice the Yi Jin Jing if they have no intention of practicing martial arts? It is not possible to teach it to children who know nothing. They cannot understand the concepts of self-image and human nature, and they still lack the foundation of practice."
"In order to facilitate the inheritance of the Yi Jin Jing in Shaolin, when the Shaolin monks translated the Sanskrit original of Bodhidharma's handwriting, they deleted part of the content to reduce the difficulty of practice. It only requires a considerable understanding of Buddhist terminology. It's just that. In contrast, the power has also dropped a lot, so naturally the Shaolin monks are no longer so strict in their care."
"Where did Zhou Botong learn the original Bodhidharma Yi Jin Sutra?"
"Is he related to the monks in Shaolin Temple?"
"Is he also a member of the Bald Head Association?"
"It's true...Wang Yu said that the Bald Head Association is not just about bald heads. The name is highly misleading and has some bad taste..."
Thinking of the bad taste, Cao Zhe looked at Zhou Botong again.
Doesn't the old demon boy in front of him, who has completely turned into a demon, look full of evil?
"Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven for being such a daring madman? You dare to bark so wildly in front of Master Zhang?" someone shouted at Zhou Botong.
Zhou Botong was not annoyed at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "It's so ridiculous to me. A junior who has done some sneaky things and got a name, dares to call himself an immortal, scold him a few times, and get retribution?"
"What's the retribution?"
"Let God give me a try?"
boom!
There was an explosion in the sky.
A bolt of purple-blue thunder fell from the sky and struck Zhou Botong directly.
Zhou Botong's body-protecting Gangqi could have been used to hold it open, but it withstood it for less than two seconds.
An instant later, his hair was blown open, his face was charred, and he breathed out a mouthful of black smoke...
"Good... so numb!" Zhou Botong said, shaking his tongue.
Cao Zhe, who was sitting on the roof, put away the fingerprints in his sleeves as if nothing had happened.
It is quite reasonable to use internal strength combined with the Yang Five Thunder Palm Technique, and then use the sword to shoot out, causing the thunder to fall together!
After all, there are thunder arrays arranged around the Copper Palace.
As long as the weather is not good and the air is full of electric charges, Cao Zhe can trigger thunder near the Tongdian at any time.
"What an old man, God didn't kill you." The crowd roared with laughter.
Only this time, Zhou Botong was angered.
"laugh?"
"You dare to laugh at me?"
"In this life, I can only laugh at others, but who dares to laugh at me?"
His tyrannical and violent ferocity was aroused, and Zhou Botong roared wildly, turning into a cloud of evil wind and rushing towards the nearest crowd.
boom!
Another thunder fell.
Zheng predicted where Zhou Botong would pounce and landed on him accurately.
Zhou Botong, who had not yet fully recovered, was struck so hard that his skin was burnt.
boom! boom! boom!
There were three more thunders in succession, and Zhou Botong, who thought he was arrogant, was struck into the ground by lightning.
After a while, he stretched out his trembling and burned fingers and slowly crawled out of the pit.
So the skill list is so fancy, what’s the point of it?
Aren't all living beings equal under the thunder of heaven?
(Additional updates will be added every day, and the ones that can’t be completed will be added! In short... Waste Paper will do its best!)
