From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 27: Entering Shaolin is a part of martial arts, you have to taste it
"This kind of fist seems to complement my 'Chaotic Blue Sky' perfectly..."

As soon as Xu Xing thought about boxing, his mind immediately sank into it. This attitude was indeed as Xiyu said, almost crazy.

Xu Xing ignored everything else and carefully pondered and recalled the man's punch just now.

Ever since he reached the realm of "boxing into the ultimate emptiness", he realized that if he wanted to improve his boxing skills, it would not work just by practicing hard behind closed doors.

The method of breakthrough that Zhu Tiandu came up with was to use his body as a warrior to do things as big as shattering the mountains and rivers and cutting off the destiny of the Central Plains, in order to cultivate his boxing skills.

From this perspective, Prince Baolong is not only an ambitious overlord, but also a pure boxer.

Xu Xing has not yet reached the point where he can't make any progress. For him, witnessing the boxing styles of various masters is also a kind of accumulation.

Especially the boxing style of the white-clothed bandit, which is complementary to his own, is a great supplement.

Xu Xing's Hun Tian fist force was a domineering power that covered the clouds and the sun and stirred the blue sky, whereas the fist force of this great bandit was a combination of natural and man-made disasters.

There is both the majestic scene of the earth emitting murderous intent and dragons and snakes rising from the land, and the vicious scene of people emitting murderous intent and the heaven and earth turning upside down.

Unfortunately, the heart of this white-clothed bandit has not completely escaped from this disaster. He can only use the disaster's momentum to hurt people. He uses his fists to fight people, rather than people and fists.

This is also why he has not yet been able to truly reach the Grandmaster level. Thinking of this, Xu Xing still feels a little regretful.

What a pity, what a pity.

The boxing power that was born out of this great disaster has never appeared before and may never appear in the future.

The ups and downs were so dramatic that everyone was dazzled and overwhelmed.

Li Shizhen, who was the most unfamiliar with Xu Xing, looked at the blood-covered figure with a look of horror on his face.

When Li Shizhen first met Xu Xing, seeing that this young man was wearing a long blue cloth robe, had an extraordinary handsome face and spoke in a gentle manner, he thought he was a scholar who was well-read in poetry and books.

But Li Shizhen could never have imagined that this modest gentleman could be so brutal and bloody when he took action.

The means by which they would rip off heads and break bones, split chests and pierce chests at any time were comparable to the vicious monsters in the vernacular stories.

Well, at least he hasn't eaten people's hearts and livers raw...

Thinking of this, Li Shizhen calmed down.

Drizzle's thoughts are much simpler and more plain.

Three great boxers and one half-step grandmaster, so killing them is fine, has he killed too few?

Ever since they met, Xiyu felt that Xu Xing's daily life could be summarized in just four words.

Practice martial arts and kill people.

Xiyu thought that for a creature like Xu Xing who was obsessed with martial arts, crazy and insane, and almost mad, these two things were as common as eating and drinking water, and there was nothing surprising about them.

Only Lu Zhu was still immersed in the punch that the white-clothed bandit had just unleashed.

In a trance, he seemed to see a series of magnificent, cruel and bloody scenes.

Millions of people fought against the sky, the earth, and people in order to survive. In the end, only one in a thousand were able to struggle out of natural disasters and man-made calamities and save their lives.

A bandit like the man in white, who once ran rampant and made a living by plundering, would be impressed by the terrifying power of disasters and incorporate it into his own boxing skills.

But Lu Zhu is different.

Although he had not formally become a monk, he was a natural-born Buddhist. Witnessing this scene, Lu Zhu only felt a great, indescribable sadness.

Thinking of those who died in vain in the disaster, and the four bandits who had finally escaped but continued to commit crimes and eventually died at the hands of Xu Xing, Lu Zhu felt the sorrow becoming more intense.

He clasped his hands together, frowned and bowed his head, and sighed:
"Human life is not easy to come by. Since we are lucky enough to have a glimmer of hope from God, why should we be so self-deprecating?"

Xiyu and Li Shizhen were both a little stunned, not knowing why Lu Zhu said that. Only Xu Xing understood what Lu Zhu had seen.

He walked slowly towards Lu Zhu and laughed:
"After so many years of separation, Xiao Lu is still so sentimental."

Facing Xu Xing's teasing, Lu Zhu also laughed. Although he had a compassionate heart, he was definitely not a hesitant person. He just shook his head and said:

"Forget it. In the end, it's all my fault. I deserve to die."

After killing the man, Xu Xing seemed to have suddenly turned into the gentle scholar again, and said in a calm tone:

"Although these four men are dressed as monks, they are full of bandit spirits. Their swordplay and horse-shaped stances on the battlefield are clearly the methods of the outlaws in the Guanzhong area of ​​the northwest.

I heard a long time ago that since the death of Master Fanian in battle, Southern Shaolin has become a mixed bag.

I never thought it would come to this, even the bandits from Guanzhong can wear monk's skin and pretend to be monks here, it's quite interesting."

Xu Xing had traveled north alone a few years earlier and had killed several big bandit leaders who had strong martial arts skills under his command. Naturally, he knew the background of these old monks.

However, although the bandit leaders that Xu Xing had killed before were also quite notorious, they basically took advantage of the situation after the Guanzhong earthquake.

In terms of seniority, these up-and-coming talents are all junior figures. In terms of methods, they are not as experienced and dangerous as these four veteran bandits.

Therefore, Xu Xing is quite interested in the current Southern Shaolin.

If this place can even accommodate these long-time bandits from Guanzhong, what kind of monsters and demons are there?
Lu Zhu knew Xu Xing's temper very well. Seeing that he still had a look of unsatisfied desire on his face, she knew that this vicious man was murderous and had the intention of killing the entire family. She had to remind him:

"Brother Xu, we have important matters to attend to, so we shouldn't cause any trouble."

Xu Xing raised his eyebrows, then he remembered that he had killed all four of them before he could figure out what was going on here.

However, when masters fight, it’s a matter of life and death.

Every one of these four people is stronger than Xiyu. Even though he is now a master, it would be extremely difficult for him to hold back.

"Xiao Lu, tell me what's going on."

Lu Zhu told the story slowly.

The fact was indeed as Xu Xing had expected. It was his old friend who took Qi Jiguang away in the Battle of Xiangshan.

However, Zhu Polong's reaction was also extremely quick.

After settling the seriously injured Zhu Tiandu, the Four Seas Crocodile God personally led his men to hunt him down, and set up a dragnet on the way to Taizhou.

Lu Zhu also guessed that the other party would do this, so he simply brought Qi Jiguang to Southern Shaolin. On the way, he met Li Shizhen, who wanted to exchange prescriptions with Southern Shaolin, and they traveled together.

Only then did Xu Xing realize that the thin, middle-aged man next to him with a stern look was actually the legendary Medicine Saint.

He couldn't help but stand in awe and said with a salutation:

"I didn't know it was the head of Dongbi Hall who was here in person. I am sorry for the disrespect."

Li Shizhen bowed in response. He had traveled all over the world in search of medicine and had experienced a lot of worldly affairs. He immediately guessed the monks' motives.

“I originally came here to exchange it because I heard that the Southern Shaolin’s Tiger Bone Jade Ointment has miraculous effects on injuries to the tendons and bones.

Most of these monks became greedy when they saw the precious medicine in my hand. Not only did they not exchange it, they also wanted to make a deal without any capital, so they followed me down the mountain.

After all, Southern Shaolin is very powerful, and we have Zhu Polong following us, so it is better to take General Qi and move away first."

Hearing this, Xiyu looked strange.

Xu Xing wrote lightly:

"Zhu Polong should have retreated to Xiangshan to recuperate now, and he doesn't have time to take care of us for the time being."

"Huh?" Lu Zhu raised his head suddenly and said in disbelief:

"Brother Xu, did you run into him?"

Xu Xing nodded and said regretfully:

"Thanks to Qi Yuanjing, I took advantage of his injury and defeated him. Unfortunately, he had too many men and I couldn't kill him in one fell swoop.

However, I also kicked him in the abdomen, breaking a tendon. He needs to recuperate for at least three months before he can fight again. This can be regarded as temporarily relieving him of a major worry."

Upon hearing such shocking news, both of them fell silent, especially Lu Zhu, who had once faced Zhu Polong and felt it even more deeply.

He was originally a top-level boxer at the fourth level of cultivation, and he also practiced the Northern Shaolin secret Dragon Roar Golden Bell Cover, so he could take advantage of Zhu Polong's exhaustion to get something out of the fire.

Even so, Lu Zhu was beaten almost to the point of breaking bones and tendons, and his blood and qi were shaken by the three punches that were not full of strength. Even with the help of Li Shizhen, his injuries could not be recovered.

But Brother Xu was able to severely injure this arrogant Four Seas Crocodile God head-on? !

Although he had been shocked by this man many times, Lu Zhu still couldn't help looking Xu Xing up and down, wondering whether this man was a mortal or a celestial being banished to the mortal world.

But even if he is a celestial being, Brother Xu must have been a god of war and a fighting immortal in the past.

Xu Xing ignored their thoughts and looked at Li Shizhen and asked:
"Doctor Li, how is Qi Yuanjing doing now?"

After all, Li Shizhen had never witnessed Zhu Polong's ferocious power, so he was not too deeply touched by it. At this time, he had come to his senses and smiled bitterly:

“The condition is not too good. I wanted to borrow some herbs from Southern Shaolin Temple so I could give him acupuncture and treat him.

But now, Southern Shaolin has become a place where filth and dirt are hidden, alas."

Speaking of this, Li Shizhen couldn't help but sigh.

Xu Xing stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming.

"In other words, if we have the medicinal materials from Southern Shaolin, Doctor Li will be able to save Qi Yuanjing?"

At this time, not only Lu Zhu, but also Li Shizhen understood the meaning of his words and said in surprise:
"Master Xu, do you want to...?"

Xu Xing turned around and looked at the mountain path.

In the distance, you can see undulating mountains and shady green trees. Amidst the green, the eaves of a pagoda appear. This is the location of the Southern Shaolin Mountain Gate.

There was a breeze at that moment, and the sound of pine trees rustling was so loud that Xu Xing could even hear the tinkling sound of eaves bells swaying in the distance due to the wind.

What a pure Buddhist land.

It's just a bit smoky and foul.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled:
“Before I came, my uncle once said that they were willing to pay any price to save Qi Yuanjing.

I think they should be able to afford the cost of rebuilding a Southern Shaolin Temple in such a large Governor's Mansion."

It was not until this moment that Li Shizhen felt the decisive and sharpness of killing from him again. Although it was only a little bit, it was enough to captivate people.

It seemed that to Xu Xing, the ancient temple before him was not a martial arts master that had stood in the southeast for hundreds of years, but just a pile of clay that could be destroyed with a wave of his hand.

Li Shizhen was surprised and said:

"You want to break into Southern Shaolin?"

Although Li Shizhen had not yet reached the level of a grandmaster, he was proficient in medical skills after all. Therefore, he could tell at a glance that Xu Xing's current thin and pale appearance clearly showed that he was lacking in vitality.

He didn't feel strange about this.

After all, how could one defeat a world-renowned master like Zhu Polong without paying a price?
But what Li Shizhen didn't expect was that this young man was so arrogant that he actually dragged his injured body and forced his way into Southern Shaolin!

Xu Xing turned around again, looked at Li Shizhen, and analyzed calmly:
"Doctor Li, according to what you said, if we leave this place, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to find another place with enough medicinal materials to treat Qi Yuanjing."

Li Shizhen also realized this and said with a wry smile:
"Can……"

Xu Xing smiled slightly:
"Doctor Li, you have to be brave when the time comes. I think Qi Yuanjing's condition can't be delayed any longer.

Given the current situation, we can no longer afford to lose another Grandmaster, so we have no choice but to give it a try."

Xu Xing's statement was indeed reasonable, and even Li Shizhen could not think of any rebuttal. As a doctor, he knew Qi Jiguang's condition best.

If he doesn't get timely treatment, even with the master-level physique of this "Qi Hu", he will be unable to be saved.

The drizzle still looked as if it was nothing unusual.

Based on her understanding of Xu Xing over the past few days, even if the Qi Jiguang incident did not happen, this man would definitely go and weigh his own weight if he met those monsters and goblins from Southern Shaolin.

Among these three people, only Lu Zhu was most familiar with Southern Shaolin. He was silent for a while before saying:

"In Southern Shaolin, there is not only a hidden master, but also many arrangements made by the predecessors. Brother Xu, you must be cautious."

Lu Zhu said in a deep voice:
“The Northern School has the Wooden Man Alley, and the Southern School has the Thousand Buddha Pagoda. The relics of the cremated masters of the Southern School are stored here.

After hundreds of years of accumulation, the remaining divine power has become a magnificent spectacle, capable of suppressing the fist power of a grandmaster.

If you want to get through, you can only rely on pure physical strength and boxing skills."

Although the physique of a grandmaster is far superior to that of a great boxer, he is still a mortal and is not unkillable.

The Grandmaster’s strongest point is actually his spirit.

The overwhelming force of their punches is what truly sets them apart from the great boxers.

Lu Zhu has even deeper concerns. The method of martial arts inherited from Bodhidharma at Shaolin Temple is to train the physical body in depth. If it is cultivated to the highest level, it can even manifest the thirty-two characteristics of Buddha.

It was because of this that he was able to escape from Zhu Polong's hands.

If you lose the spirit of boxing, if you cannot use the spirit of boxing to suppress your opponent, you can only use your physique and boxing skills to fight the enemy.

Even if he is a master, he will probably be overwhelmed by the human wave tactics of these monks who practice the "Real Vajra Form".

Xu Xing just laughed it off when he heard such words.

"That's perfect."

He twisted his neck and his trapezius muscles twitched. Although his tone was unhurried, his eyes revealed a strong excitement.

"With my current boxing skills, I need more practice to catch up with Zhu Laolong. This filthy and dirty Southern Shaolin is a perfect whetstone.

My "Chaos in the Blue Sky" is derived from the Buddhist Dapeng Mingwang fist. If I can kill all the evil monks in the temple, my boxing skills will definitely improve greatly!"

Lu Zhu took a step forward and said:
"I'm with you."

Xiyu followed suit without thinking.

Xu Xing shook his head and pointed directly at the place:

"Given your current state, you would only be a burden if you go. If I go alone, I can still run away if I can't win. But if I take you with me, it's hard to say."

Lu Zhu frowned and pointed out the untruths in Xu Xing's words.

"Can you run?"

Xu Xing did not answer this question at all, but raised his head and grinned:
"Since they love to pretend to be monks, let me be a real bandit!"

(End of this chapter)