Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: at the Beginning of the Game, the Creation of Human Immortal Martial A

"Right now." Yuanyou looked firm.

The head of the Arhat Hall asked, "Then do you want to beg for alms?"

Yuanyou shook his head: "No, materials are in short supply now, and we have the determination to save all sentient beings, how can we go and cause trouble to the people? The thirty-seven of us are congenital masters, whether it is easy to cut mountains and open roads or mine stones. This temple is our first practice."

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"Okay." When everyone heard it, they felt their blood boiled and they drank in unison.

Royal Palace.

Royal Garden.

When Cheng Hao arrived, Ji Qingxue had already had tea with Chen Niai there.

Seeing Cheng Hao, Ji Qingxue greeted him to sit down, and then smiled: "Cheng Qing, there is a happy event to inform you!"

"What's the matter?" Cheng Hao asked.

Ji Qingxue: "Yesterday afternoon, a monk reported Duke Wang's illegal actions to the headquarters of the special affairs department. Now that he has been taken down, Niu is investigating the matter thoroughly!"

Cheng Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the person who reported the report was probably Yuanyou's group.

If it was in normal times, Yuanyou and others would naturally useless to report.

However, at this juncture, their report just happened to be the knife in Ji Qingxue's hand, which could be cut off in one fell swoop by this duke who was not very supportive of the abolition of the nobility.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Cheng Hao cupped his hands, "However, it is still not appropriate to do too much. Otherwise, the other dozen nobles should jump over the wall again. Now the general situation is with me. Let's boil frogs in warm water, and we will soon be able to achieve our goals. There is no need to take risks."

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"Cheng Qing is really broad-minded." Ji Qingxue was very satisfied and smiled, "By the way, how are the preparations for the teaching of Human Immortal Martial Dao?"

Cheng Hao: "In three days, there will be [-] tutors, enough to cover all areas of the imperial capital to teach temporarily. By the way, monk Yuanyou needs a piece of land to build a temple, and you will approve it at that time."

"Pfft..." Chen Ai laughed, "It seems that Yuanyou doesn't report everything to you. Yesterday they reported the king and the duke, and His Majesty rewarded them with a piece of land!"

"So good."

After chatting for a while, the Empress suddenly said: "Cheng Qing, you can live for [-] years when you cultivate in the Martial Arts of Immortals and Immortals. I don't know if it's true?"

"Of course it's true." Cheng Hao nodded, this was the system's judgment.

Ji Qingxue looked straight and said, "I'm free now, why don't Cheng Qing teach me and my wife to practice?"

"Since Your Majesty is interested in this, there is nothing better." Cheng Hao got up and led the two to an open space, "I wonder if you two want to learn unarmed kung fu or weapon exercises?"

Ji Qingxue: "I'll learn the kung fu of the hands."

Chen Ai thought for a while and made the same decision as Ji Qingxue.

"If that's the case, then I'll pass on your "Taijiquan Sutra"." Cheng Hao pondered, and then said.

"Taijiquan Classic": Cheng Hao's self-inferiorized martial arts method of human immortals based on Taijiquan, the rank is the same as "Thunder Sword Art", has been deduced to the peak of human immortals, and has barely reached the seven-star level (planetary ).

Cheng Hao originally wanted to choose a boxing technique to teach Ji Qingxue and Ji Qingxue in "Tai Xu Wu Jing", but, considering the qualifications of the two, he finally had to give up.

Saying that, Cheng Hao stood in the garden and practiced.

After deduction, Cheng Hao's Taijiquan is naturally different from ordinary Taijiquan. Every punch and every style exudes the rhythm of heaven and earth.

Ji Qingxue and Chen Ai looked over and found that although Cheng Hao's figure had not changed, it seemed to be connected to the sky, vast and boundless, as if it was the entire universe.

"It's really amazing!" Ji Qingxue sighed, "I also said that "The Promise Dragon Fist" is an unparalleled divine art, but I didn't expect to underestimate the people of the world." Xiao. Zenlin Temple.

Buddha light bursts, Sanskrit sound bursts.

The atmosphere of this Buddhist holy place makes the monsters from the outside world fearful.

Previously, there were monsters who forcibly broke into the temple, but they were beaten into powder by a golden Buddha's light palm.

Since then, there has been a forbidden area of ​​monsters for hundreds of miles.

"Why hasn't Yuanyou returned the news yet?" Yuan Xing sat on the futon, and a burst of unease rose in his heart, "Is something wrong?"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a messy footstep, followed by a flustered voice: "The abbot is not good, it is not good!"

"What's the matter?" Yuan Xing frowned, "Isn't it possible that after years of practice, Mount Tai can't collapse without changing his expression?"

A middle-aged monk staggered in, his face was pale, and he stammered and said, "Brother Abbot, the World Honored Handwriting in the temple is gone!"

"What!" Yuan Xing stood up abruptly, his expression changed greatly, "Take me to see it!"

With that said, go out first.

At this moment, this talented monk was also confused.

Although "Shakyamuni's Handwriting" is a scripture that can be read but cannot be deciphered, it has given the Zenlin Temple the legal status of the head of the Buddhist sect.

Without this handwritten script, the legitimacy of Zenlin Temple will be questioned, and other temples with similar strength will no longer follow the orders of Zenlin Temple.

On the contrary, they will look for the World Honored Handwriting in the outside world, take it back to their temple, and then declare that they are the leader of Buddhism.

Zenlin Temple did just that.

Chanlin Temple has been brilliant for more than a thousand years since it won the handwriting of the World Honored in the early Tang Dynasty. It regards the handwriting of the World Honored as its lifeblood. Usually, there are many eminent monks guarding it.

However, the so-called defense against all odds is hard to guard against thieves.