This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 275: Asking the Martial Bell Tower and the God of War’s teachings.

The oldest boy among them looked at the man with a puzzled look on his face.

He looked at the blindfolded man and spoke.

"Teacher, what happened that made you so worried that you didn't even eat these days?"

Upon hearing this, the other young men couldn't help but look up, with a look of confusion in their eyes.

"The martial arts starts at the fourth level, laying the foundation for the future elevation of life level. Use Qi to open the body, then use Qi and blood to activate the bones, and then create the true meaning to engrave on the bones, then find the great way in the heart, plant the seeds of the Tao, and then the foundation will be completed."

The blindfolded man spoke.

The other children shook their heads, as if they had heard these words countless times.

Only the oldest boy knew that the teacher was not speaking for nothing. He looked at the blindfolded man seriously and said, "Teachers, you have established the martial arts path and paved the way for the human race. This is a great act of kindness."

"I just don't know why the teacher is worried now."

The man sighed, put his hand on his forehead, and said, "In this era, the shackles on the human race are too great. The human race is coming against the tide, and it is more difficult to break through the life level than I imagined."

"The first and second realms are easy to achieve, but the third level of martial arts, where the body and mind are integrated and the bones are engraved with thoughts, requires a very heavy foundation. At the same time, this realm is also the first step to becoming extraordinary."

"Only by entering this realm can one be considered to have achieved the first elevation of the level of life, and only then will the road ahead be smoother."

"But now, our human race is weak and trapped in shackles. The foundation accumulated in the first two realms is not enough to impact the third realm. Only the ten of you little guys, who were born with destiny, can barely complete the breakthrough."

The masked man's expression became even more sad.

"If the martial arts are passed down, it will harm the human race."

“I still need to think about how to break the deadlock.”

After hearing the man's words, the other children who were originally distracted also realized the seriousness of the matter. They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

This matter is of great importance and concerns the future survival of the human race.

All the children fell silent.

The blindfolded man couldn't help but raise his head and look up at the sky, as if he was gazing at the stars.

He said softly.

“How should we go on this road?”

"How should we go!!!"

The sound evolved from a whisper at the beginning into a roar of thunder, and in the end, it seemed as if the entire galaxy, the world, and all living beings were asking the question.

"How should we go?!"

Those questions exploded in Su Tu's ears, and everything he saw in front of him disappeared in an instant.

Su Tu's eyes trembled.

At this time, he had already walked down from the martial arts road. The old monk in front of him was looking at Su Tu with a smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Amitabha, it seems that the young donor has gained a lot of insights. Congratulations."

The old monk spoke softly.

Su Tu found that his mother was not beside him, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, thank you for waiting. The martial arts are really magical. I was so immersed in it that I didn't know where my mother was."

"The lady is praying for the little donor's safety. How pitiful are the parents in the world."

The monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Su Tu's mind moved, and he felt that his mother was in the temple not far away, and he felt relieved.

Only then did he speak to the old monk.

"Junior Su Tu, please take care of my mother."

Su Tu spoke politely.

Whether it was because of his own talent or something else, the fact that the other party treated Su Tu and his mother so well was enough to make Su Tu respect them a little.

What's more, I have benefited a lot from my martial arts experience just now, and even seemed to have learned the ultimate secret about the origin of martial arts.

"Hahahaha, you don't have to be polite, my friend. My Buddhist name is Ku Wen, and I am an old monk waiting to die in Yanglong Temple. I am just a little older, so when some distinguished guests come to visit, I will be there to greet them."

Ku Wen said this with a smile and a kind look.

However, Su Tu knew that this master was not as simple as he said. To make a martial arts temple abbot willingly serve by his side like a novice monk was not something an ordinary old monk could do.

Things like seniority are just for show.

"Master Ku Wen, you are joking. I am not a distinguished guest at all. I am just a student with slightly better talent."

Su Tu said modestly.

Master Ku Wen smiled softly, and then said: "If [Emperor] was just a student with slightly better talent, then no one in this generation of the human race would be qualified to be called a genius."

Su Tu was not surprised to hear Ku Wen calling out his title. Yanglong Temple was not a small force, and this old monk who could treat the abbot as a novice monk naturally had the authority to know his identity.

Yanglong Temple, Yanglong Temple, it raises the true dragons who are the geniuses of the human race. Yanglong Temple is willing to make friends with all the geniuses of martial arts. As long as a genius asks to go to Yanglong Temple, even if he has no connection with Buddhism, Yanglong Temple will provide him with resources.

This can be seen from the fact that Yanglong Temple is willing to hang the Wu Bell inside the temple, rather than just for its own monks to gain enlightenment.

Because of this, the relationship between Yanglong Temple and the martial arts geniuses is very good. Any genius who enters Yanglong Temple and is inspired by the martial arts bell is equivalent to accepting a favor from Yanglong Temple.

The same is true for Su Tu.

"Master, please stop joking. I think he became the Emperor inexplicably."

Su Tu took out the formula skillfully.

I have to say that this formula works really well. Even the old monk Ku Wen was a little speechless at this moment and didn't know how to respond to this sentence.

You are such a jerk, carrying the Emperor's crown, causing the eleven rings of the Martial Bell, being an unparalleled genius, rarely seen in the world, and yet you just dealt with it with a ridiculous sentence? ?
Even Ku Wen, who was old and experienced, fell silent at this moment.

Su Tu quickly spoke up to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I wonder if Master Ku Wen has anything to tell me." If it was just to express respect, the great monk had already expressed his goodwill when he was outside. If there was nothing else, the one waiting for him would be the abbot, not this person.

Therefore, Su Tu guessed that this great monk might have something to say to him.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Master Ku Wen's mouth corners raised up, and a smile appeared on his old face.

"My friend is indeed smart. I can't hide my thoughts from you."

"I wonder if you have ever heard of the Wuzhong Tower?"

Hearing this, Su Tu shook his head honestly. To be honest, he had only just learned about the existence of the Wu Bell in Yanglong Temple.

Not to mention the so-called Wenwu Bell Tower.

"The founder of our temple was named Tianzong. This great monk placed the martial bells given by the Martial God in the temple and ordered that each branch temple would have martial bells that could summon geniuses and lead the way to martial arts. He also left a Buddha's decree that the martial bells could not be kept privately and that all geniuses of our human race could be summoned."

Master Ku Wen began to speak.

"The great monk of Tianzong cares about the human race. I admire the move of Yanglong Temple!" Su Tu said.

Ku Wen chuckled, accepting Su Tu's words, and then continued.

"Now, the martial bells in each Yanglong Temple are all spirits, not the real ones. The real martial bell is on the Wenwu Bell Tower.
All the human geniuses who have been guided by the Martial Bell can go to climb the tower during the Yanglong Temple ceremony this year. Those who reach the top can see the Martial Bell itself and ring it. It is said that those who ring the Martial Bell can see the bell spirit and receive personal teachings from the Martial God. "

Hearing these words, Su Tu's eyes suddenly lit up. He had vaguely guessed what Ku Wen was going to say.

"There is still one undecided vacancy for climbing the pagoda in our temple, so I would like to invite you, the little donor, to be the last person to climb the pagoda in our temple. I wonder if you are willing to do so."

After he finished speaking, Master Ku Wen looked straight at Su Tu.

Just now, walking along the martial arts path and hearing the voices of teaching and answering questions gave Su Tu a new understanding of martial arts, and he might even have discovered the great secret of the third and fourth realms.

If he could climb to the top of the bell tower and ring the martial arts bell, Su Tu's understanding of martial arts would be raised to a whole new level. The benefits of this cannot be told to outsiders.

"Why me."

But even so, Su Tu was not in a hurry to agree.

"Your temple must have attracted countless geniuses. Why did you choose me?"

Master Ku Wen smiled softly: "Because the Wu Bell rang eleven times, it is unprecedented. I believe in your talent. Moreover, because you are Zhou Wuliang's disciple, I believe in 'Tongtian'!"

As the word "Tongtian" fell, Su Tu's pupils suddenly shrank. He looked at the great monk Ku Wen with a gloomy expression.

"More importantly, once the person chosen by our temple successfully ascends the pagoda, one person from our temple can go to the Emperor Star Main Temple to gain enlightenment and practice, and can also compete for the position of the head of the Buddhist sect. Our temple has produced a Buddhist son in this generation, and I don't want him to be restricted here."

"But some monks don't want to see a true Buddha emerge from my small temple, so they made thorough preparations this time."

"My temple is only a small one, but I am fortunate to have met this little donor, a real dragon, so I have to raise this matter with a thick face."

Su Tu looked at Master Ku Wen. If this matter was really as Ku Wen said, then it would actually be a win-win move.

He was attracted by Wu Zhong here and accepted a favor. It was a win-win move. After thinking about it, it would be beneficial and harmless, so Su Tu spoke.

"Master Ku Wen, don't say that. It's obviously you who are praising me, so I won't refuse!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ku Wen's face lit up with joy, and the wrinkles on his face slightly stretched outwards.

"Thank you, my friend. If you want to find the way back to the orthodox way someday, our temple is willing to lend a helping hand."

Ku Wen said seriously.

"He really knows a lot of things!"

Su Tu thought to himself that when Ku Wen mentioned Tongtian just now, Su Tu had already guessed it.

But his expression remained unchanged, and he said, "In that case, thank you, Master."

Both parties expressed their thanks with smiles on their faces, but everyone knew how much friendship and how much transaction there was.

At this time, the tightly closed temple door on the side was also opened.

Shang Zichun walked out of the temple happily.

Su Tu and Ku Wen also ended their communication, after which Shang Zichun thanked the great monk Ku Wen for opening the door of convenience.

Then, after politely declining Ku Wen's invitation to stay for a vegetarian meal, the two left the temple.

However, this time you don't have to take the express train to leave. There is an exclusive route inside Yanglong Temple that is specially for distinguished guests.

Su Tu and Shang Zichun were directly classified as the most noble among the noble. They took the exclusive route and were delivered by a special car.

After opening the car door for Shang Zichun, Su Tu walked to the other side and was about to open the door and get in.

But his eyes swept across the arch bridge not far away, and he saw a monk who was a few years younger than him standing at the end of the bridge.

The little monk had a handsome face, with a red dot between his eyebrows, and his eyes were fixed straight on Su Tu.

There seemed to be some unspeakable worry hidden between his brows.

Su Tu looked at the monk without avoiding any hesitation. As their eyes met, the little monk put his hands together and bowed slightly.

Su Tu raised one hand, politely returned the greeting, with a slight smile on his face.

Then the little monk turned and left, and Su Tu opened the door and got in the car.

The moment the two passed each other, the smiles on their faces instantly disappeared.

"Is that him?"

"Master Monk, I am not his match yet. He is not a soft-hearted person. If you show up now, he won't care whether you are a baby or not. He will really grind you into pulp."

"Amitabha, I spoke out of turn."

"But don't worry, Master Monk. The Yanglong Temple Ceremony will be held on December 7 this year. There is still a long time. I will devote all my energy to learning your 'Buddhist principles'. When the time comes, I will help you get rid of this guy who makes you uncomfortable."

The young monk spoke in a low voice, his voice was gentle, as if he was talking to someone, or as if he was talking to himself.
Su Tu was sitting in the special car, with a lucky charm hung around his neck by his mother. Shang Zichun was a little tired from today's work, so he closed his eyes and took a nap in the car.

Su Tu looked out the window, his eyes sweeping across the scenery outside with profound meaning.

(End of this chapter)