Chapter 412
No one expected that the Shaolin sweeper would easily resolve the moves of the five masters with a broom, and they all looked at this person in surprise.
You should know that whether it is the four great Vajras of Shaolin Temple or Li Qingcheng, they are all top masters in the world, and the highest martial arts master, they have touched the edge outside the third realm. However, under the Sweeping Monk, they are like naughty boys, and have no power to fight back.
Li Qingcheng was angry.
Because he was unable to seek achievements, Li Jinping's life was in danger. He was already in desperate situation and had the idea of robbing. As long as Xuanyin didn't come out of seclusion, he was 70% sure that he could get the Nine Yang Divine Technique. The sweeping monk who came out halfway made him lose all his efforts.
Without saying a word, Li Qingcheng held the sword and attacked him like a monk who swept the floor.
The sweeping monk didn't care, so he stepped to the side and swept a piece of debris with a broom. It seemed that he did it unintentionally, but he avoided Li Qingcheng's sword.
Li Qingcheng was shocked and his sword move changed again.
After more than ten moves in a row, I could not touch the hem of the sweeping monk's clothes. Seeing that I could not win, the idea of stealing the Nine Yang Divine Art was also cut off.
"Who is yours?"
"Amitabha." The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, "I am just an ordinary monk who swept the floor and watched the door when the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple."
"What an ordinary monk, Shaolin Temple is indeed a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger."
The old monk smiled and said, "Give me a reward."
Xuan Liang looked at this man and was confused. Since he could remember, the old monk had been in the temple and seemed to be like this. However, he saw him slowly and had never made any mistakes in his work, but he had no contribution to his work. He had been almost invisible in Shaolin for many years. However, whether it was Senior Brother Xuanyin or the old abbot, he would go to the Sutra Pavilion to chat with this monk every year on the Buddha's birthday or on the third festival. He thought that the abbot deliberately acted kindly, but he did not expect that he was a master of Shaolin Temple.
"Senior, is..."
The old monk said slowly, "I am too old and I can't remember my name anymore."
"I don't know how long I live?"
The old monk scratched his head, "On my 60th birthday, Zhang Benchu brought me a jar of good wine. Since then, I haven't celebrated my birthday, so I don't know how old I am this year."
Fayin said, "How can monks drink alcohol?"
The old monk smiled, "At that time, we were drinking, and the abbot caught him. As a result, he confiscated the jar of wine and took it away himself."
Huifan's heart was stirring.
Over the years, he often played horse tags with the old monk, and lost a lot of money to him every time, but he had no money and had to cheat. Seeing his current appearance, he thought in his mind whether he would return the more than 300 copper coins he owed him?
Li Qingcheng, who was originally angry, calmed down at this moment. The person in front of him had unfathomable martial arts and extremely high seniority, so he fluttered and fell to the ground.
"Disciple Li Qingcheng, please ask the monk to agree to use the Nine Yang Divine Art to save the life of the Guilty."
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Qingcheng's sword was too powerful, and Li Qingcheng did not use it. In addition to being unable to control it as he pleased, there was another reason that he agreed to Xuanmiao and would not use this move until the matter was resolved.
Xuan Liang said, "Senior, why do you have to be ambitious and destroy Shaolin's prestige?"
The old monk looked at him with great meaning and said word by word, "Buddha, Dharma, nothing, boundary."
The sound was like a heavy thunder, and it was the roar of the Buddhist lion. The anger in his mind disappeared in an instant, his heart sternly, and his hands clasped, "I was wrong."
The old monk then helped Li Qingcheng up, "I took a look at the door from afar before, and the one among my wife should be the ghost Yin Needle from Gui Fanlou."
“That’s right.”
"This ghost yin needle is very vicious. Every night, the person who is in the Avici Hell is like being trapped in the Avici Hell. The Nine Yang Divine Power is the most yang martial arts in the world. Although it can remove the power of yin and poison, it makes the wife a woman's body. If the yin and yang are not good, it will not be able to practice this technique."
Li Qingcheng said anxiously, "Please save me by master!"
The old monk said slowly, "It's not that there is no way to resolve it. It's just to find a man to practice Nine Yang, use internal strength to remove cold poison every day, or it may protect the wife from a few years of life."
Li Qingcheng knelt down on the ground, "Disciple is willing to practice."
The old monk shook his head and said, "You have not yet broken your relationship with me. What's more, practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art requires me to be quiet and have few desires, and the six senses are pure. Can you abandon the world and enter my Buddhism?"
Li Qingcheng said without hesitation, "As long as you can save Jin Ping and go through fire and water, you will never refuse."
Every night, when night falls, Li Qingcheng saw Li Jinping's cold poison attack, and his heart felt like a knife was being stormed, wishing he could suffer for her. As long as there was a way to save her, even if he could become a monk, he would not hesitate.
The old monk did not answer, but asked the Seal, "Xuanyin is coming out of seclusion soon?"
Fa Yin said, "On the tenth day of the 10th month, heroes from all over the world gather in Shaolin to hold a martial arts conference to discuss major events in the martial arts world. At that time, the master will leave the customs. A few days ago, I received a letter from Master Xuanmiao. The hero's post has been sent, and he should return to Shaolin in these days."
The old monk nodded.
He said to Li Qingcheng, "You don't have to answer immediately. What's more, I have some friendship with your ancestors. If I can save people, I will be responsible for it. You can live in the temple first. As for the Nine Yang Divine Art..."
Xuan Liang said, "Senior, the Nine Yang Divine Power is a secret that is not passed on by our temple, and it must not be shown to others easily!"
The old monk, "It's just a few pages of paper. It can save a life. My Buddha's compassion and can save a life is a great fortune. What's more, with the martial arts of this young hero Li, no one can stop him even if Shaolin Temple is demolished."
As soon as these words were spoken, the monks showed an incredible look.
Didn’t he subdued Li Qingcheng just now just now, why did he say such words?
Li Qingcheng said, "If seniors can teach this technique, I would like to exchange it with Qingcheng's sword move!"
A sword in the city?
No matter how close the magic seal and Xuanliang information are, you will never have heard of Qingcheng's sword. It turns out that the handsome man in front of you is actually the successor of Qingcheng's sword?
Li family in Jinling?
No wonder he can get 100,000 silver at one move, so generous!
This is the world's first sword move, and it is said to have the power to destroy the world. If he is willing to exchange the Nine Yang Divine Art with a sword, this transaction will definitely make a profit.
The old monk said, "We have many martial arts in Shaolin Temple, and it is difficult to master it. No matter how many skills are, it is useless. I cannot do anything about this. I will decide everything after the abbot comes out of seclusion. I am just an old monk who swept the floor."
However, no one dared to underestimate him at this moment.
Even if you are abbot Xuanyin, you may not be able to easily achieve this kind of cultivation.
"only……"
The old monk said, "The donor's sword move is too domineering, and there are many people in the world who covet it. Fortunately, you still
I am deeply impressed by being able to control it.”
Li Qingcheng said, "Even if you learn the most powerful sword moves and cannot save your beloved person, what's the use?"
The old monk smiled bitterly and shook his head, and ordered, "Let Master Li and his wife settle in the guest room first."
The seal nodded and said yes.
Then I thought, no, I am the assistant abbot of the temple. I really have to listen to the words of an old monk who swept the floor? I thought again, forget it, since I can't beat him anyway, let him go first.
Huifan took Li Qingcheng back.
Xuan Liang said, "Senior, that boy had such a big disaster in Shaolin today, why should he keep him? Do you really want to pass on the Nine Yang Divine Art to him?"
The old monk, "If it were just to spread the merits, this matter would be simple."
"How do you say this?"
"If his wife had just been attacked by the Ghost Yin Needle, the Nine Yang Divine Art can indeed help her remove poison. It's just that the cold poison has entered her lungs, so I'm afraid she will be powerless."
"Why should senior keep him?"
The old monk said, "I'm afraid he can't accept this fact. I look at his face and are the kind of person who is prone to stubbornness. If he can't think about it for a moment and blames us Shaolin, our Shaolin Temple may be subject to a catastrophe."
Fayin thought that Shaolin had built a temple for thousands of years, and had never experienced any disasters, and had not experienced them one by one. This old monk who was not aware of his age deliberately said the matter so seriously, wouldn’t he have any intention? He made up his mind to find a way to make the boy named Li retreat.
You must never cause any trouble during the Master’s retreat.
For more than a year, I have been in charge of Shaolin. If the master is happy, he may retreat behind the scenes. The word "assistant" of his assistant abbot might be removed.
Everyone didn't know his thoughts, and saw that Li Qingcheng had left, they also dispersed.
The old monk shook his head, picked up the broom, continued to clean the martial arts hall, but said, "Injustice."
Huifan came over, "What an injustice?"
The old monk was in a bad mood, "Is it a pity that someone lost money by playing cards and didn't pay?"
Huifan touched his bald head and said, "Everyone is a monk, he is a vulgar and plays cards, just for entertainment."
"So, you still have any reason?"
Although Huifan knew that he was very good at martial arts, he had become familiar with him over the years and was not too big or too little. He smiled and said, "You have such a good martial arts skills, why don't you grab it?"
The old monk gave him a blank look, "Martial arts are just like playing cards, but they are all in detail. The true profoundness of my Shaolin is the supreme Buddhist teachings. If you can understand the great way from the Buddhist scriptures, you will be the best. Fighting? You can't get on the table."
Huifan felt very calm, "I won't pay back the money I owe you!"
The old monk said again, "But, if you owe money and don't pay it back, I have been restless over the past few months, which has hindered my Buddhist practice. This sin will be a great deal."
Huifan said, "When I win the money, I will definitely pay it back to you."
The old monk thought for a while and waved his hand, "No need, you go to the foot of the mountain to buy dozens of kilograms of soybeans and treat it as paying off your debt."
"What are you going to do?"
The old monk said, "Then Young Master Li wants to practice the Nine Yang Divine Art? I have to use the Nine Yang Divine Art to help him get some soy milk so that he can rest assured."
Lama Wang walked in from outside.
He didn't know what happened in Shaolin Temple today, but saw the black carriage at the door, and asked as soon as he came in, "How is that guy, have you dealt with?"
Chapter completed!