Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

The man with the red nose didn't hesitate and called out, "Waiter, bring another pot of fruit wine."

Bao Da Ting said: "It is said that the leader of the Demon... Supreme Alliance created a martial art that can be cultivated to the master level.

It is divided into four stages: body building, acquired, innate, and grandmaster. Everyone can redeem it, and it can be divided into stages.

The cheapest stage is the Body Tempering stage, costing only fifty taels of silver; the Acquired Stage, ten thousand taels; the Innate Stage, one hundred thousand taels; and the Grandmaster Stage, five hundred thousand taels."

Chapter 309 The news spreads

As soon as Bao Da Ting said this, everyone at the nearby tables suddenly fell silent. It was not that the food was too expensive, but that it was too cheap.

It may be difficult for a warrior of a low level to collect enough silver, but it is not difficult for a warrior with some strength.

Whether it is going to the mountain stronghold to suppress bandits or robbing the rich to help the poor at night, it can be done.

A young man nearby asked anxiously, "Are you serious?"

This is a top-notch inheritance, and they may only have this one chance in their lifetime.

Bao Da Ting patted his chest and said, "Of course I take it seriously, and it won't be long before this news spreads all over the world. I just have the channel to know it before you."

The crowd immediately became excited. Then one man said disdainfully, "Why waste that money? [Northern Devil Art] is everywhere in the martial arts world. You can buy a copy for a few hundred taels of silver and cultivate it directly to the peak of Grandmaster."

The crowd fell silent again, and the excitement of many people suddenly subsided.

Bao Da Ting sneered and said, "Along with this news, there is also a piece of news: those who practice the [Northern Devil Art] will not have a good end."

As soon as these words were spoken, several martial artists became nervous and asked hurriedly, "Why?"

Bao Da Ting didn't keep the secret and said directly: "The [Northern Devil Art] that is circulated in the martial arts world is an incomplete version, and Murong Fu of the Murong family has practiced the complete version.

Practitioners of incomplete versions will be restrained by practitioners of complete versions. The two are of the same lineage, and it is easier to refine the same source of power.

Nowadays, many practitioners of the [Northern Dark Demonic Art] in the Song Dynasty have had their skills drained by the Murong family, and some have died directly.

I'm sure you all don't want to be stigmatized for carefully absorbing others' power to improve your realm, only to have the Murong family take advantage of you, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of those people suddenly turned ugly. They all practiced the [Northern Dark Magic Art] that was popular in the martial arts world.

However, one person was quite disdainful and said, "No matter how powerful the Murong family is, they can't come to Xixia to do evil, right?"

The rosaceous man laughed and said, "Don't forget that devil Jiang. He wreaked havoc on the Song Dynasty, Dali, and even our Xixia.

Murong Bo of the Murong family has returned from the dead, and our ancestor Murong Longcheng has returned to secular life from Shaolin. If he wants to come, who can stop him? "

Everyone also thought of the "Sword Demon God" Jiang Weichen who wreaked havoc on Western Xia, ignoring the army, and even deposed the concubine at the gate of the palace before leaving.

Bao Da Ting continued, "And haven't you all noticed? The faster a practitioner of the [Northern Devil Art] advances in realm, the more likely they are to experience a drastic change in their character, even to the point of becoming possessed."

Everyone thought about it and combined it with the recent rumors in the martial arts world, and found that it was true. The personalities of the few people in the martial arts world who had improved the fastest recently had changed.

He used to be a modest gentleman, but now he has become arrogant and looks down on everyone.

He used to be from a famous and upright sect, but after practicing, he not only absorbed the skills of others, but when he became ruthless, he even absorbed the skills of his own sect. How could there be any friendship between them?

Bao Da Ting continued, "Taking shortcuts always comes at a price, and most of us can't afford that price, so we can only practice slowly."

When Bao Da Ting said this, some people nodded in agreement.

When [Northern Dark Demonic Art] was first spread, warriors like them who practiced slowly were more dangerous. They lived in fear every day, fearing that they would be sucked dry one day.

But then there were reports that some practitioners were unable to control their power and went astray. At the same time, there were also reports that those who practiced the same kind of skills were more easily transformed and controlled.

At that time, a large number of [Northern Dark Demonic Art] practitioners began to kill each other, which gave them a chance to breathe.

Now that the news of [Northern Dark Magic Art] once again being used as food for others has spread, it is now the turn of those who practiced the "magic art" to be worried.

The big man with red nose asked, "Can I get it as long as I have silver?"

Bao Da Ting shook his head. "The Supreme Alliance only accepts medicinal materials of equal value, not money, and the price is based on the current price."

As soon as Bao Da Ting said this, many people in the crowd left immediately. Others were confused as to why, until a simple and honest man called out, "Wang Erhu, what are you doing?"

The slightly thinner Wang Erhu turned around and cursed, "Stupid guy, don't you know that the price of medicinal herbs is going to go up?"

As soon as Wang Erhu said this, the restaurant became quiet and everyone paid their bills and left.

If you don't buy the herbs now, you won't be able to buy them once the news spreads, or you can only buy them at a high price and then exchange them at a low price.

Taking a step back, even if you don't want to exchange for martial arts secrets, you can stockpile a batch of medicinal materials and sell them at a high price later. This is a business opportunity.

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As time went by, the news spread more and more widely, first to Western Xia and Tubo, then to the Song Dynasty and Dali.

Shaoshi Mountain, Main Hall!

Four big bald guys gathered together.

Xuan Ji looked at his three fellow apprentices and sighed in his heart. Of the eight Shaolin masters with the surname Xuan, except for Brother Xuan Cheng who went astray, the other three all died at the hands of Jiang Weichen.

Seventeen innate beings were also killed below him, and a high monk of the Ling generation also died above him.

Shaolin lost more than half of its masters in an instant, and thought that a mysterious sweeping monk had appeared and could protect the temple.

As a result, he was too mysterious and became the ancestor of the Murong family, and went down the mountain to rebel.

This forced them to quickly distance themselves from the matter to avoid being implicated. Also, as evil leaders appeared one after another in the martial arts world, Shaolin, without any masters to guard it, had no choice but to close the mountain and protect itself.

To avoid being visited by martial artists and asked to exorcise demons and seek justice.

Xuan Ji sighed inwardly that the leading figure in the martial arts world had fallen in their generation.

Some even feel that this title is a bit too hot to handle and they need to avoid it by closing the mountains and temples. It would be a shame to the Buddha.

"Brother Abbot, why did you call us here?" Xuan Tong asked directly.

Xuan Du also asked, "Yes, Senior Brother, what's the matter? I still need to watch the disciples of the Xu generation practice martial arts."

The generation after Xuan is Hui, but most of the Hui are mediocre and their future achievements are obvious. They can only hurry up to teach the next generation, Xu, to see if they can produce a few with good talents.

Xuan Ji collected his thoughts and said, "The devil has spread the news that he has our Shaolin's Yi Jin Jing in his possession and wants us to exchange it for medicinal herbs."

Xuan Ku hurriedly asked, "Could it be that the one who came to my Shaolin Bodhi Temple to steal the scriptures a year ago was not Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, but that devil?"

Xuan Ji nodded. The matter was now self-evident, but they did not dare to pursue the matter. They could only say, "Now he has spread the word and wants us to go and exchange it. One of the four of us brothers needs to lead the team to exchange the [Yi Jin Jing] back."

Xuan Du nodded and asked, "Brother, how many herbs should we bring to exchange?"

Xuan Ji said bitterly: "Medicinal materials worth eight million taels."

"What……"

"The demon lion opened its mouth..."

"Brother, no need for that. After the [Washing Marrow Sutra] was lost, we have kept copies of all the techniques."

"Yes, let him keep it to himself. He can't practice it anyway."

As soon as Xuan Ji said this, the other three were filled with indignation.

Chapter 310 Son, Take My Power

Xuan Ji shook his head and sighed, "Alas, we were negligent. We preserved the Yi Jin Jing for hundreds of years without realizing it was actually two classics in one book. Now we need outsiders to tell us.

According to the news from the devil, when the book of Yi Jin Jing was brought by the Indian monk, it already contained a magical skill.

However, the magical power on it was written with invisible grass liquid, which is usually invisible. The monks in the temple mistook it for a blank book and wrote the "Yi Jin Jing" on it.

Xuan Ku was stunned. He had been in charge of Bodhi Temple for many years. The Yi Jin Jing was in Bodhi Temple. He had read it many times, but he had not noticed it.

Xuan Du sighed, "Brother and Junior Brother, there's no need to blame yourselves. We've always treasured the original, so who would let it get wet?"

Xuan Tong asked, "Brother, I wonder if that scripture is precious? Is it worth exchanging for? Don't let it turn out to be a third-rate martial arts manual in return. That would be a waste."

Xuan Ji shook his head and replied, "I don't know either, but since it's worthy of being written by a great monk from India using invisible grass liquid, it must be very precious. And the demon said that this martial art can be mastered quickly."

Xuan Tong said, "Don't tell me it's the same old [Northern Devil Art] that's everywhere, is it? It's so chaotic out there right now, with everyone sucking each other away, no one's really practicing anymore.

And recently I noticed some people acting suspiciously outside the mountain gate. I'm afraid they want to come to Shaolin to absorb their power."

"Don't worry about the people outside the mountain gate, just increase patrols."

Xuan Ji doesn't care about those people. Those who act sneakily are all weak. What he is afraid of are those who come openly and are afraid that you don't know. These people are either masters or noobs.

Xuan Ji then said, "The news that came in said that it was orthodox Indian martial arts, not a demonic skill."

Xuan Du sighed, "Then let's change. A top-level inheritance can be quickly mastered. Perhaps it can solve Shaolin's urgent needs and prevent the crisis of a lack of experts."

Xuan Ku also nodded. The lack of successors is a big taboo for the development of a sect.

The lack of masters will lead to no one to guide future cultivation. If there are no brilliant people emerging, each generation will be worse than the previous one.

By then, forget about being the leading figure in the martial arts world; the real question is whether it can be passed down.

Xuan Ji nodded and said, "In that case, which two of you three will lead the team?"

Xuan Tong was puzzled and said, "Brother, we don't need to go together, right?"

“That devil doesn’t want banknotes or silver, he only wants medicinal herbs worth eight million taels.

He also mobilized warriors from several countries to provide him with medicinal materials, and now the prices of medicinal materials have risen sharply.

In addition to low-level medicinal herbs, we also have to take some rare medicinal herbs from the temple with us. This is another requirement for exchanging for top-level martial arts.

Low-level martial arts will be fine as long as they are valuable enough, but high-level martial arts cannot be exchanged entirely for low-level medicinal materials, they also need to be accompanied by precious medicinal materials.

The medicinal materials are huge, and there must be many robbers on the road during this period. We must have an expert to take charge, otherwise it will be a waste of time."

Eight million taels is not a small amount for Shaolin. If they lose it, they can still get it together, but their lives will be difficult in the next few years.

"Brother, that devil wants so many medicinal herbs, what does he want to do? Even the few people in the Supreme Alliance can't use so many, right?" Xuan Du asked doubtfully.

Xuan Ji shook his head, and Xuan Tong guessed, "Brother, do you think that demon is about to break through to the Grandmaster level?"

Xuan Ku said, "Impossible. That demon's power was all absorbed. How could he dare to break through with such a mixed power?"

"If he really dares, he will surely become possessed, and may even die."

A few people couldn't figure out what was going on, so they had to leave and prepare for themselves.

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Taihu Lake, Yanziwu, Chanhe Village!