Facing the old monk's questioning, Zhang Junbao felt calm and thought that he had never done anything bad. Although he saw the old monk's expression was aggressive, he was not afraid. He said loudly: "I only sweep the floor and cook tea in the Sutra Pavilion to serve Master Jueyuan. No master in this temple has taught his disciples martial arts. This Arhat Fist was learned by the disciple himself. I think it was wrong, so I would like to ask my teacher for advice."

The old monk was about to spit out fire in his eyes, staring at Zhang Junbao fiercely, and for a long time, he didn't move.

Jueyuan knew that the old monk in Xin Zen Hall was of very high age. He was the uncle of the abbot Tianming. Seeing that he was so harsh with Zhang Junbao, he was very puzzled, but when he saw his eyes full of resentment, he suddenly flashed in his mind, like lightning, and remembered that one year he accidentally saw a small book in the Sutra Pavilion. It was a thin manuscript, which recorded a major event in the temple:

More than seventy years later, the abbot of Shaolin Temple was Zen Master Kucheng, the ancestor of Zen Master Tianming. This year, the temple performed the annual Damo Hall Collegiate, from the abbot, the Damo Hall and the Arhat Hall, to examine the martial arts of the disciples of the Kumo Hall and the Arhat Hall, to check what progress had been made in the past year. The disciples had finished their skills, and the first Zen Master Kuzhi in the Damo Hall was promoted to the seat and commented. Suddenly, a hair-headed man came out and said loudly that Zen Master Kuzhi's words were nonsense and did not know what martial arts were. He actually took the position of the chief of the Damo Hall, which was very shameful.

The monks were shocked. When they saw this man, they were a fire fortunate who was burning fire under the stove in Xiangjiu Kitchen. The disciples of the Damo Hall had already shouted in unison without waiting for the master to speak. The Damo Hall shouted, "Master is not good, and the disciples are even more unlucky." As he said that, he rushed to his palm and stood in his palm. The disciples stepped forward one by one to fight him, but they were defeated by him in three punches and two kicks. Originally, the Damo Hall was in a fight, and his fellow disciples were good at it, and everyone showed mercy. However, the Fire Fortunate was extremely cruel. He defeated the nine disciples of the Damo Hall. The nine monks either broke their arms or had their legs broken, and were seriously injured. The first Zen Master Kuzhi was shocked and angry. Seeing that the Fire Fortunate learned all the boxing moves of the Shaolin Sect, and they were not masters from other sects sneaked into the temple to make trouble. He immediately suppressed his anger and asked who his martial arts was passed on.

Nahuo Foreword said, "No one has taught me martial arts, I learned it myself."

It turned out that this monk who was burning fire under the stove was extremely irritable and kept punching. He had martial arts skills and was respectful. In three years, Huo Forefather Tuo vomited blood three times in a row. With resentment, he secretly went to learn martial arts secretly. Everyone in Shaolin Temple disciples knew martial arts and had many opportunities to learn martial arts secretly. He was both hardworking and extraordinary wisdom. He had mastered extremely high martial arts in more than twenty years. But he kept it deep and still burned fire under the stove quietly. The monk who was in charge of the kitchen pulled his fists and beat him, and he never fought back, but his internal skills were already good and he would never be injured again. Huo Forefather Tuo was sinister by nature, until he thought that his martial arts had surpassed the monks of He Temple, and then he came out to show his skills on the Mid-Autumn Festival Day. The decades of depression made him hate the monks who went to the temple, and he was merciless when he took action.

Zen Master Kuzhi asked the whole story, sneered three times, and said, "Your painstaking efforts are really respectable." He immediately stood up and reached out to compete with him. Zen Master Kuzhi is a master of Shaolin Temple, but firstly he is old, Huo Foredo Tuo is in his prime, and secondly, Kuzhi's subordinates are sympathetic, but Huo Foredo Tuo's envoy is a killer, so he fights five hundred, Kuzhi is sure to win. When the two broke up a move of "big silk wrapping", four arms twisted together, Kuzhi's hands were pressed on the other party's chest. With an internal force, Huo Foredo Tuo was killed immediately, and there was no room for disassembly. Kuzhi cherished him and devoted himself to self-study, and he had such achievements. He couldn't bear to hurt his life. He had a single palm and shouted: "Get out."

But I knew that Huo Forefather Tuo would have misunderstood. He only thought that the other party used a move from the "God Palm Eight Duck". This "God Palm Eight Duck" is one of the unique skills of Shaolin martial arts. He once saw a great disciple of the Bodhidharma Hall who slashed out his palms and broke a wooden stake. The strength was extraordinary. Although Huo Forefather Tuo's martial arts was strong, it was all secretly learned and had not received guidance from famous teachers. Shaolin martial arts was profound and profound. He just looked at it secretly. Although it took a long time, how could he learn it? Kuzhi's move was actually "decomposing the palm", using the force to remove the force, and both sides retreated together, which meant to stop fighting. Huo Forefather Tuo mistakenly regarded it as the sixth palm of the "God Palm Eight Duck", "The Heart-breaking Palm", and thought to himself: "You want to take my life, but it is not so easy." He flew up and attacked with both fists.

The power of these fists surged over like a sea of ​​rushing. Zen Master Kuzhi was shocked and hurriedly turned his palms to fight, but his power was no longer enough. However, after hearing several sounds, the left arm bone and four ribs on his chest immediately broke.

The monks on the side of the audience changed their colors and rushed to rescue them. They saw that Kuzhi was as angry as a slept in the silk thread and could not say a word. It turned out that his internal organs were seriously injured. When he looked at Huo Forefather Tuo, he had already escaped in chaos and disappeared. That night, Kuzhi died of injuries. When He Temple was sad, Huo Forefather Tuo sneaked into the temple and killed the five monks who supervised Xiang Jichu and usually had a gap with him. Under the shock of He Temple, dozens of masters were sent to search everywhere, but they searched all over the south and north of the Yangtze River, without any trace. The senior monks in the temple even had a big dispute over this matter, and blamed each other.

Shaolin split as a result. The first Zen Master Kuhui in the Arhat Hall was furious and went away to the Western Regions, creating the Shaolin School in the Western Regions. Pan Tiangeng, Fang Tianlao, Wei Tianwang and other three were the disciples of Zen Master Kuhui. After this battle, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple had declined for decades. Since then, the rules of the temple were set. Anyone who could not be taught by the master and secretly learned martial arts by themselves. After discovering the worst, they would be executed, and the tendons and veins of the whole body would be cut off, making them aborted. For decades, because the temple was strictly guarded, no one would have learned martial arts secretly, and the monks gradually forgot this temple rule. The old monk in the Xin Zen Hall was the young disciple of the Kuzhi seat and the tragic death of his mentor. It had been deeply impressed for decades. At this time, he saw that Zhang Junbao was not taught by the master and secretly learned martial arts by secretly touching the past, and he was naturally sad and angry.

It was under such historical conditions that Zhang Junbao, who made great contributions, became a villain and was besieged by Shaolin monks. In order to protect his beloved disciple, Jueyuan led Zhang Junbao and Guo Xiang to break out of the siege and escaped from Shaolin Temple.

Escape to a safe place, Jueyuan, who was seriously injured, seemed to be not very clear-headed, muttering to himself, as if chanting scriptures: "...their power is to hinder my fur, my intention has entered his bones. Support both hands and qi is connected. The left is heavy, the left is empty, and the right is gone, and the right is empty. And the left is gone..."

Guo Xiang, who woke up, was shocked: "What he was reciting is not what 'empt is color, color is emptiness,' Buddhist scriptures. What is left and left empty, and right and right empty, but it seems to be martial arts boxing scriptures."

He only heard a long pause and then recited: "...The energy is like a wheel, and the whole body must follow each other. If there is no relationship, the body will be distracted. The disease is caused by the waist and legs..."

The above is the formula of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

Because Jueyuan is both simple and pedantic, the scriptures he recites are also written according to the scriptures, intermittently, and sometimes there are several passages of the Lankavata Sutra, talking about the Buddha climbing a mountain on the Lankavata Island. It turned out that the Nine Yang Sutra was written between the lines of the Lankavata Sutra. Jueyuan was a bit confused and unrealistic when he recited it casually, he even recited the Lankavata Sutra. The Lankavata Sutra was originally written in the Indian language, but Jueyuan memorized the translation, which made him even more confused. Guo Xiang was more confused when he listened, but fortunately, she was born smart. Although Jueyuan recited the scriptures 20 to 30% of them.

Zhang Junbao also heard the scriptures at the same time. His situation was similar to Guo Xiang, and he only remembered a few percent. There was also a Zen Master Wuse who came to capture the three people hiding in the dark. This Zen Master Wuse was more reasonable and could not bear to attack the three people. In this way, it would be considered that good people would be rewarded and he also heard the scriptures.

From then on, the Nine Yang Divine Arts were divided into three versions: Shaolin Nine Yang Gong, Wudang Nine Yang Gong, Emei Nine Yang Gong...

No one expected that the wheel of history would turn a corner at this moment.

There was also a fourth person who heard the scriptures, who was a fat black man who watched the show from beginning to end.

"Congratulations on listening to Master Jueyuan's chanting, and as if he had some understanding, he had comprehended half of the "Nine Yang True Sutra"..."

At this moment, Ku Ge Fat finally understood why the third ring of this mission was called [Half of the True Sutra of the Three Lifes of Resilience]. When he thought that even a character as awesome as Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang had only understood a few true scriptures, Ku Ge Fat felt much more balanced in his heart, and a sense of superiority that "I am almost the same as Zhang Sanfeng" arose.

No matter what, now he has mastered some of the Nine Yang Divine Arts

The version he understood was different from others. After Shaolin Nine Yang Gong, Wudang Nine Yang Gong, and Emei Nine Yang Gong, the fourth version of Nine Yang Divine Achievement appeared in the martial arts world. Let's temporarily name it "Pang Family Nine Yang Gong"...
Chapter completed!