redvbooks Chapter 78 Six Meridian Excalibur?It's just mere
Chapter 78 Six Meridian Excalibur?It's just mere
Chapter 78 Six Meridians Excalibur?It's just mere
Everyone looked at the three scrolls in Jiumozhi's hand, and couldn't help being shocked.
These 72 unique skills are the secrets of Shaolin Temple, how could this Gusu Murong know.
According to rumors, there are 72 unique books in Shaolin Temple, all of which are profound and mysterious.
In Shaolin Temple, there are not many people who can master all of them.
At most, he is only proficient in one or two of these.
But even so, that is a rare master in the world.
Then Mr. Murong, how can he be able to master the 72 unique skills of Shaolin?
If you just know it, that's all right, but if you also understand the training gist of these 72 unique skills and the way to crack them, it will be extremely terrifying.
It is impossible for ordinary people to achieve determination. Could it be that this old Mr. Murong is some kind of martial arts wizard who is rare to see in thousands of years?
It can accomplish things that the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple could not do.
Thinking of this, several eminent monks of this generation in Tianlong Temple looked at Jiumozhi with suspicion.
They couldn't believe that someone could do such a thing.
When Jiumozhi saw them like this, he was not angry. He smiled and said:
"Although the young monk said that he is not good at learning skills, he also learned a lot of martial arts essentials from Mr. Murong's secret books.
Among the Shaolin 72 unique skills, there are three fingering techniques that are extremely exquisite, so let the little monk perform a show in front of you. "
As he said that, he stretched out his right hand, and his index finger and thumb lightly touched each other, as if there was a flower in front of him, he gently pinched it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were extremely gentle.
"Everyone, watch out, this is the flower finger."
Jiumozhi said lightly.
Immediately afterwards, the five fingers of his left hand flicked to the right a few times, as if to flick the dew from the petals in front of him.
boom! boom! boom!
Its slight voice sounded, making everyone slightly puzzled, because they didn't notice any changes in front of them.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the robe on Jiumozhi's right hand shook lightly a few times, and after that, round pieces of cloth the size of chess pieces floated down from it.
When the time came, several people were surprised.
If you want to use the volley finger to pierce holes in your clothes, their Duan family's Yiyang finger can also do it.
But it is absolutely impossible to be so gentle and calm.
Even when this fingering technique was issued, there was no abnormality at all. It was only when the breeze blew that they realized that there were more than a dozen small holes quietly appearing on the sleeves.
The feminine fingering of the Nianhua Finger has a lot of merits, it is not inferior to their Dali Duan family's Yiyang Finger, so they can learn from each other and refer to it.
"I'm laughing at you all, the finger strength of this little monk's flower finger is not as good as Shaolin Master Xuandu's, and the Duoluoye finger is even worse."
As he spoke, he pointed his fingers in the direction of the sandalwood box, and in an instant, the sawdust flew, and only the sound of bang bang bang was heard, and the box was torn apart into small pieces of sandalwood.
It was no surprise that Jiumozhi split the wooden box with his fingers.
It was only when I saw that the metal accessories such as iron chains, copper sheets, iron buckles, and hinges on the wooden box were broken and opened, so I couldn't help but feel a little startled.
"My little monk's multi-pointed fingers are too domineering, and they are extremely superficial."
Jiumo didn't care what everyone thought and smiled slightly.
As he spoke, he moved his fingers slightly, and immediately after, the wooden block on the ground flew up slightly, dancing in the air, as if provoked by some invisible thing.
Immediately afterwards, Jiumozhi waved lightly again, and all these wooden blocks fell into his palm.
"Okay, Wuxiangjiezhi, well-deserved reputation."
I couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
"My little monk is still far behind. The wood splinters are jumping, and there is an image. The real intangible formless, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve it after exhausting a lifetime of effort."
Jiumozhi smiled lightly, quite modestly, but in his pupils, he couldn't help showing a little pride.
Su Daochen leaned against the corner of the wall and looked at the scene in front of him calmly, feeling a little funny.
In his eyes, the Great Wheel Ming King in front of him has already become a clown, arrogant and arrogant.
In the end, that's all there is to it.
Studying Shaolin martial arts intensively is even more of a joke!
With his eyesight, he can naturally see that on the surface, the martial arts used by Jiumozhi are no different from the methods of Shaolin Temple.
But he knew that deep down, the core of these moves were completely different.
He is using their Xiaoyao School's Taoist exercise "Small Wuxiang Gong" to use the moves of Buddhism.
However, at this moment, Su Daochen didn't have the idea of revealing the past, and he could easily deal with the situation in front of him.
Just treat it as watching a show, and let's take a look at how strong Jiumozhi's famous mastery is, the Flaming Saber.
Moreover... if the people at Tianlong Temple had not fought with Jiumozhi, Duan Yu might not have been able to comprehend the Six Meridians Sword Technique so quickly.
After all, with these six guys wielding swords by the side, he can practice faster by comparing the atlas and confirming each other.
The members of the Xiaoyao faction still have to take care of them, and it is not in vain that he called himself uncle so many times.
At the side, the monks of Tianlong Temple saw Jiumozhi practicing these three fingering techniques, they were already very moved, and they also believed what he said, this person does have Shaolin's unique skills.
Although the martial arts he demonstrated can't be said to be far superior to Yiyang Zhi, they are actually among brothers. If he can integrate all the profound and mysterious aspects into his own method, what a sight it will be.
Furthermore, Jiumozhi agreed to donate all Shaolin 72 stunts to Tianlong Temple, this is a deal.Not too bad.
Moreover, even if you give him the Six Meridians Excalibur, it's not a big deal, after all, you can save another copy.
With these 72 unique skills, it is impossible to say that their status in Tianlong Temple will far exceed Shaolin.
Gein and the others already know all Shaolin's unique skills and know how to break them, but Shaolin Temple doesn't know their unique skills.
"I don't know what Uncle Ku Rong wants."
Abbot Benyin came to Ku Rong and said respectfully.
Although they were already moved, they still had to ask the highest elder of Tianlong Temple what he meant.
"Ben Yin, let me ask you, one yang finger unique art, what are your current attainments, and how many grades have you practiced?"
Elder Ku Rong said that the Dali Yiyang Finger is divided into nine grades according to the depth of practice, with the first grade being the highest and the ninth grade being the lowest.
Abbot Benyin didn't understand what he meant, so he said honestly: "I'm ashamed, the junior's skill is not deep, and he is dull, and he is the fourth-rank realm."
"Okay, you are now at the fourth rank and one Yang finger, how long will it take to practice to reach the pinnacle of the first rank?"
"Live another 100 years, can you do it?"
Elder Ku Rong smiled slightly, his eyes were quite deep.
Ben's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, he said: "I'm afraid it won't work."
One yang finger, the higher you practice, the higher the difficulty, and of course, the stronger the power,
With the exception of Duan Siping, the ancestor of the Duan family, there is no one who has cultivated the Yiyang finger of the first rank to the peak.
"That's it, my Dali Yiyang finger is profound and profound, and I have cultivated to the first level, and I am not afraid of any martial arts in the world.
You don't even understand the martial arts of this temple, so why bother to spy on other people's martial arts. "
Elder Ku Rong said lightly.
As soon as these words came out, several people woke up with a start, and they were secretly glad in their hearts.
The good risk is to fall into the evil way.
With their aptitude, even if they go to practice other schools of martial arts, it is estimated that they will not be able to reach the highest depths. The way of martial arts, blindly greedy, will be distracted.
At that time, it was the end of nothing.
Benyin Fangzheng performed a Buddhist ceremony and said: "Your Majesty Ming, please go back, we will not change the six-veined divine sword."
Jiumozhi's smile restrained, his face sank slightly, and he said: "Is it really not going to change?
The little monk came here with sincerity, and whoever gave the six-meridian sword of your temple to the little monk, I just brought it to Mr. Murong's grave and burned it immediately to fulfill my old friend's wish. "
"Master Ming, please go back."
This is because the abbot's complexion did not change.
Jiumozhi sighed lightly, and after a long time, he said with a smile: "Old Mr. Murong said that the Dali Six Meridian Sword Art is profound and profound, but according to this little monk, it may not be so.
If this six-meridian divine sword is really so exquisite, then no one can cultivate it. If it is possible, to put it bluntly, this sword technique is mere mediocrity. "
(End of this chapter)