Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 242 The World's Martial Arts

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In many cases, people are forced to choose, because the road ahead has been broken.

Su Qinian didn't want to turn back, because he felt that there were too many ways to turn back in this world, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to turn back once he left.

Moreover, his martial arts are based on a knife. Whether it is the life-saving qi or the life-saving knife, it not only upholds the true meaning of suspending life according to the sky, suppressing evil and promoting good, but after he conceives God and establishes the way, there is only one way to go. Walk.

Only take from the straight, not from the curved.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, we have to cross all the way.

Just as the bright moon showed a corner, footsteps sounded in the deep alley. Su Qinian raised his head, and through the open gate of the monastery, he saw a black monk's robe, which seemed darker than the deepest night.

Void Monk!

Su Qinian showed a look of surprise, wondering why this disciple of the evil Buddha appeared now.

Soon, when he got close, he saw Kong Kong's ugly face, stared at him, and said with a sneer, "I really don't know what it is, but I came here, don't you know, you will soon If you are about to become a bereaved dog, why bother?"

"I'm the head of the hospital." Su Qinian looked at him and said seriously.

Homeowner?

Monk Kong Kong finally showed a look of surprise. He scanned the dilapidated monastery in front of him, and finally laughed loudly, bending over.

"Your Taoist monastery alone? The new head? Do you think this is a boy running the house?"

"I think so."

This is in front of the main hall, the old master of the previous generation, who was sitting in an improper posture, responded weakly.

Su Qinian ignored the two of them, kept on broomping, and swept away the moss on a stone slab.

Monk Kong Kong couldn't help but roll his eyes, then walked into the monastery, sat cross-legged on the steps in front of the main hall, and kept a distance from the old man at the same time.

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, looked at him, and scolded: "Little monk, how did you become a monk? Don't you understand a little bit of etiquette?"

Monk Kongkong glanced at him, and said lightly: "After washing, we can talk again."

"you!"

The old man glared at him, then remained silent, squatting alone in the corner in front of the hall, sulking.

At this time, Su Qinian stopped his figure, looked up at the bright moon that was about to rise, and looked at the disciples of the evil Buddha in front of the main hall, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you leaving?"

Monk Kong Kong said unhappily: "Young monk, you have to watch here, don't be beaten to death."

When Su Qinian heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak anymore, because he knew that in the eyes of Monk Kong Kong, he was regarded as a fruit of transcendence, which had to be picked by himself. Know.

……

By the East China Sea.

This is a majestic ancient city, as high as a mountain, standing between the sky and the earth, towering into the sky.

On the cold city gate as huge as a hill, there are three big characters that have been shining through the ages. They are different from the Chinese characters that have been handed down in the world, but as long as the residents of this ancient city know that this is the imperial script belonging to the Emperor of Heaven.

Heaven Emperor City!

The city belonging to the emperors of all dynasties stands on the bank of the East China Sea, suppressing ancient and modern times.

For many monster races in the Eastern Sea, the Heavenly Emperor City is an insurmountable moat, preventing them from stepping into the territory of the human race.

At this time, dusk fell, the sun set, and a round of bright moon rose from the end of the East China Sea, revealing a bright yellow and crystal crescent.

Boom!Boom!

At this moment in Tiandi City, many city residents raised their heads, they would not think it was the sound of drums beating, because they were too familiar, it was the sound of a person's footsteps.

The sound of a person's footsteps resounded through the majestic Heavenly Emperor City.

Until people saw a familiar figure, tall and majestic, as if there were invisible steps under his feet, he took three hundred feet in one step, and climbed to the top of the imperial city after three steps.

This is a young man who seems to be about the age of a weak crown. Only the vicissitudes of life exuding from the white hair on the temples can tell people that his real age is not like this.

At this moment, a young man in a white robe stood on the top of Tiandi City. He stood with his hands behind his back and his eyes were slightly closed. Just standing there, he seemed to be vaster than the sky and the earth.

King of people!

The roar of the mountains sounded like a tsunami in the Tiandi City, and countless city residents showed reverence, looking up at the top of the Emperor City.

If there is anyone else in the Heavenly Emperor City who can make everyone show such a mad look, except for the Heavenly Emperor who has not lived for a long time, it is the only human king in ancient and modern times.

No. [-] on the Dahan Primordial Spirit List, and the only human king in ancient times!

Clang!

Suddenly, on the top of the Heavenly Emperor City, the Human King opened his eyes. Two blazing gazes pierced through the nine heavens like heavenly swords. There was an astonishing vision of the sun and the moon shining on the bank of the East China Sea.

This is the realm of kings.

What kind of eyes are there, flowing vicissitudes of energy, as if the sun, moon and stars are ups and downs in them. At this time, there is an undetectable strangeness in the eyes of this human king, and then he lifts his feet and takes a step.

hum!

In the Nine Sky Cave, the sky and sun gather, and as it falls, a majestic giant dragon with a length of one thousand feet takes shape under its feet.

The dragon scales are bigger than a house, a pair of dragon horns are towering, five claws are sharp, piercing the vacuum, this is a real dragon that is shining golden and shining like the sun.

Especially the pair of longan with condensed light seems to be able to absorb all the mysteries of the world and the vastness of the universe.

In the next moment, the King of People rides a dragon, and a vacuum avenue opens up in the void, stretching to the far north.

……

Shaolin Temple.

An ancient temple, standing on Mount Shaoshi, has survived more than [-] years of wind and rain.

Mahavira Hall.

The abbot and abbot of this generation, Master Kongxuan, stood in front of the hall holding a Zen staff.

An old monk who looked a bit burly but full of compassion, with deep wrinkles on his face and white eyebrows like snow.

At this moment, in front of Master Kongxuan, a young monk with a bamboo stick and straw shoes and a moon-white monk robe smiled innocently, and pushed the bright yellow gourd on his waist behind him.

"You can't keep your eyes from right and wrong, but you can't stop your true heart." Master Kong Xuan said calmly, "Mingjue, you're drinking again."

The little monk smiled innocently, and shook his head: "How come, this disciple has always followed the precepts, never drinking or lusting."

Master Kongxuan glanced at him, and didn't want to say anything more. He was only sixteen years old, and he was on the list of dragons and tigers. As for whether he drank or not, he could tell from his name in the Jianghu, but the young monk never If he doesn't admit it, as a master, he just turns a blind eye.

"Go, the Taoist temple has been opened, and I, Shaolin, will return." After a moment of silence, Master Kongxuan looked at the bright moon that was about to rise, and said.

The little monk Mingjue showed a bit of surprise, maybe after this night, the Taoist monastery was really annihilated in the long river of martial arts, at this time, if he enters Beijing, what can be changed.

"Go! Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Master Kong Xuan proclaimed the Buddha's name, turned around and leaned on his stick, and walked into the magnificent hall.

The little monk Mingjue looked at his master's back, and suddenly turned around with a smile, and hung the wine gourd around his waist on the bamboo stick again. He walked away from the temple, chanting a little drunk all the way, while many monks in the temple watched their noses, noses and hearts If you haven't heard of it.

"Drinking the monk's wine, you can't sleep well! Drinking the monk's wine! Lingshan Buddha does not live long! Drinking the monk's wine, step on the nine-story building! The nine-story building! Don't look back when you reach the other side! Don't look back, the spring and autumn will be fixed under the bodhi tree ..."

In the Daxiong Palace, the abbot Master Kongxuan stood in front of the Buddha's golden body, slowly turned around, he looked in the direction of the mountain gate, and the young monk's long chants could be heard clearly.

"That's what I heard! Amitabha!" Master Kong Xuan put down his Zen staff and clasped his hands together.

……

Xijiang Road, Tianshan Vulture Palace.

On the top of Misty Peak, a middle-aged woman is standing on the edge of the cliff. This is a middle-aged woman who looks a little cold. She is wearing a plain white dress. She is standing on the edge of the cliff at this moment, but her eyes reflect a vicissitudes of the ancient city. Air filled.

"Palace Master, Miss is out of customs."

At this time, an old woman quietly appeared on the edge of the cliff, bowed her head and said.

The middle-aged woman didn't turn around, but a voice sounded, calm and unquestionable: "Since "Only My Supreme Kung Fu" has been completed, let's go down the mountain, that Taoist monastery should have a place for me in Vulture Palace."

"Yes, Palace Master."

……

At dusk on this day, disciples from Emei, Quanzhen Sect, Shushan, Longhushan, Samsara Temple, and Wudang all descended the mountain.

In addition, Dizang Temple, Beggar Gang, Zhennan Hou Duanjia, Ganlu Temple, Sword God Villa, Fengyun Valley, Shendao Yujia... Dozens of top sects and aristocratic families moved together, and some outstanding disciples came out of the state place.

The capital Chang'an, the Forbidden City, and the inner palace.

In Shang's study.

The Son of Heaven in a dragon robe was standing in front of the window, and the concubine Li was waiting by his side. This beautiful concubine looked at the silhouette of the person in front of her, her clear eyes seemed a little far away.

"What is His Majesty looking at?"

Emperor Han took a long breath and said, "I am watching the bright moon rise in the east to illuminate my country and mountains."

Concubine Li pondered for a while, and said, "Why did Your Majesty let that monastery survive?"

Emperor Han smiled, he smiled coldly, and said: "I just want to see, after so many years since my father abdicated, who still cares about this three-acre land, this world belongs to me, this country, is it My country, under the whole world, is it the land of the king, and the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers, if I want to attack the world, I must first clear it in the universe."

Concubine Li didn't say a word, she looked graceful and graceful, like a youth in her twenties, only the occasional gleam in her autumn-like eyes revealed a trace of time.

Huangdao Long Street, the land west of the city, the Royal Academy.

The golden nanmu gate is shining with waves, even under the night, it is difficult to hide the ancient and noble.

At this time, thousands of houses in Chang'an City were brightly lit, but Huangdao Long Street was rarely deserted.

Tonight, it was destined to be difficult to sleep. All eyes were focused on the ancient and sacred academy. At this time, the vice president of the outer courtyard, Li Yongqing, a bachelor, opened his slightly closed eyes. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. The starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Well, this passionate plot has kicked off, and the entire martial arts world has also kicked off. Please wait and see, the next plot It will be very exciting, please come to the starting point to support the genuine subscription, just [-] cents a day.)

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