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Chapter 82:Old Monk

Shaolin Temple is located in Shaojia Mountain, of which Shaolin sent the name of the world no one knows no one, but in the world of shooting carving, Shaolin Temple has been sealed for many years, and the disciples have long been walking around.

Gao Cheng's search for the inner strength of the heart is the Nine Yangsutical Sutra in the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Sutra, hidden in the lulla sutra.

This magic skill is a mysterious master of Songshan, gambling won over Wang Chongyang, watching the supreme heart created by the Nine Yin Genuine Sutra, after the heart method is completed, the inner strength is integrated with all things, and the recovery speed is endless, even if the ordinary fist and foot kung fu can play a powerful attack.

And the defense is incomparable, the automatic body rebounds external force attack, and becomes the body of King Kong, and the cultivation of light skills exceeds all the masters of light skills in the world, or heals the scriptures, and specializes in restraining all the cold and negative internal forces in the world.

Compared with the Nine Yin True Sutras, this kung fu specializes in internal strength, as long as the internal force is cultivated to a complete state, and the world's martial arts can be easily exhibited.

"The cultivation of the spirit of Jiuyang to the full state, can also be refined into nine Yang, into the extraordinary realm!"Nine Yin true in the absence of the general outline, is not like this kung fu!"High clear heart in the dark.Nine Yin and Jiuyang are the supreme martial arts in the world of shooting sculpture, a so-called general outline of martial arts in the world, a so-called after the cultivation of the world's martial arts, it is difficult to distinguish between high and high.

Gao Cheng can't get the nine-yin master program now, so he came to play the idea of the Nine Yangs.In any case, the two exercises have a very deep origin, and the real air of Jiuyang with the nine-yin forging bone work is also a more fit.

When he ascended the Shaoyuan Mountain and walked to the mountain gate, he did not see the appearance of Shaolin disciples, only some ordinary people came to incense, and the Shami who received the people was a weak introductory disciple.

Gao Cheng looked at the shape, and in one fell swoop across the walls of the monastery, he came to Shaolin Temple to look for the Tibetan scriptures.In the temple, the Buddha Church seat, a burst of sandal sandalense filled the air, and the Shaolin disciples in the monastery did not have as many as Gao Cheng imagined.

He carefully practiced the Fa, turned around a small circle in the monastery, and only met a few general masters with strong atmosphere, and the rest were Shami and disciples with bad strength.

"What's the matter with Shaolin Temple, the first big school of the Dharma Gate, there are not many masters!"But that’s just enough to make me less of a problem!”

Gao Cheng's ears moved, heard a few sham's voices, knew the location of the pavilion from their mouth, and then waited until the sky darkened, and quickly passed through the temple and came to the front of a attic.

There were still lights on in the attic, and there seemed to be monks guarding inside, and Gao Cheng seemed to feel that the monks inside the Tibetan pavilion seemed to be weak.Better than all the monks he saw during the day.

Gao Cheng looked over, in addition to a small shami in the Tibetan pavilion, there is only a white-suped old monk sitting on the futon.The old monk’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and it seemed that there were many things hidden in his heart.

“Master!It’s time to rest!”Little Shami yawned, his eyes dim, very sleepy.

The old monk, sitting on the futon, moved his eyebrows and said, “Diamen, go and rest first, sit for the teacher for a while!”

Long enough?Gao Cheng, who came to the outside of the attic, heard the name keenly, couldn't help but jump in his heart, and his eyes turned to the small Shami in the Tibetan Jingu Pavilion, and now the feeling is so big.

“Who’s out there?”The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleamed, and stood up and drank outside.

After hearing the distant name, Gao Cheng's breathing was slightly thicker, and he was suddenly found by the old monk.He was shocked by the loud drink of Master, trembling all over his body, and sleepless.

A squirted, found!But nothing, he has roughly estimated the strength of the old monk, the old monk in his senses, the breath is weaker than the Yellow River ancestor.It is also a top-notch player.But really fight, high-level clear is not afraid.

"In the lower high, do not ask to come and look at the ancestors!"He smiled and went straight through the front door of the Tibetan Pavilion.

The old monk looked serious, ready to start.But when he heard the name Gao Cheng, his face was obviously surprised.Gao Cheng's recent fame spread throughout Wulin, and even his old monk, who often stayed in the Tibetan scriptures, had heard of each other's names.

"It was a young man, I don't know what noble things happened to my Shaolin late at night?"After knowing the history of the other party, the old monk was a little relaxed, but he was not completely reassured, after all, the other party came to the Shaolin Temple late at night to hide the sutra, there must be a purpose.

Gao Cheng said: "It is not hidden, under the cultivation of a golden bell cover secret thirteen martial arts, but this practice cultivation is too strong for the body to squeeze, so I want to come to Shaolin Temple to find a solution!"Please bring your ex-husbands!Let me look at the Buddha's text."

Of course, he will not say his true purpose, casually make up a reason.

The old monk's face was twitching hard, took a deep breath, and said, "The young man came to my Shaolin heavy land late at night, and was ready to look at my cheats, didn't I put my Shaolin school in the eye at all?"You want to read the book, all right!Just defeat me, and the scriptures of the Tibetan scriptures will you look at them.”

His identity is the first of the temple of Shaolin Temple, and his identity is only under the abbot of Shaolin Temple, but due to a major event in Shaolin Temple in the past few years, the firework leader stole Shaolin martial arts, killed the first place in the Dharma courtyard and the first place of Rohan Hall, and the master of Shaolin Temple suffered heavy casualties.Even the abbot was injured.

Today, the person with the highest strength in Shaolin Temple is the first of his kind of temple.

If he is not even Gao Cheng's opponent, then what the other party wants to do, Shaolin Temple can not stop.Even if Gao Cheng copied all the seventy-two skills of Shaolin Temple, he could not help it.Rather than saying good things at the beginning.

"Well, the predecessors are really refreshing, and they don't want to fight here to affect the Buddha Gate cleanly, it is better for me and my predecessors to use each of them to make three palms, quick to decide, how?"Highlighted.

The old monk said, “That’s okay!”

Gao Cheng secretly self-acted the nine-yin forging bone and the golden bell cover secret thirteen-type movement method, the majority of the power gathered on the right palm, said: "Senior, please out of hand!"

The old monk heard the words and operated the heart, and the robes on his body were bulging, without the slightest politeness, making the same palm in the 72 stunts of Shaolin, and the inner force seemed to be roaring, and the fierce force rolled out.The three consecutive strokes of the hand.

Gao Cheng's eyebrows jumped, did not dare to slack off at the slightest, waved his palms and met up, bombarded!In the third hand, both sides use their full strength.The strong air roared in the air, and the lights around him were extinguished a lot.The little monk also covered his ears with a painful face and hurriedly retreated.

Gao Cheng pedaled three steps back in a row, the five organs and his internals were oscillating, the uncomfortable feeling could not be controlled, the chest was hot, and a wispy of blood ooze from the corners of the mouth.injured inside.

The old monk took five or six steps back to stop.The right hand suffixed drooping, the arm's bones were broken by a powerful force shock.He couldn't help but say: "This... this is the 13th Taibao cross-linked gold bell cover!"No mistake, this is the 13 Taibao practice of the magic, did not expect this kung fu is still in the world!"

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