Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 17 Sword God

Like Qing Cheng's generation, except for some people who like to inquire about the secrets of martial arts, they are very unfamiliar with the Tianbang and Dibang, let alone the young generation who are younger than them.

It is said that the voice of that person was heard among the crowd, the white-browed old man smiled slightly and said: "How can someone who is unknown in the mountains and wilds mention a small name in front of the masters of the Tianbang? Your Excellency, please call me 'Wu Ming'."

The man laughed, and it came from a distance, as if talking in his ear, and said: "Wu Ming... Ha, I remember that there is a generation of disciples among the eminent monks in Shaolin Temple, named after the generation without words, I tested your internal strength With the mentality of Shaolin Temple, are you in harmony with them?"

The white-browed old man was surprised, he didn't expect this sword god to be so powerful.He covered his bald head with a hat, just to prevent outsiders from knowing that he is a monk. This sword god is several miles away, and he can detect his martial arts foundation only by a super strong energy, while he is just It was detected that the other party was a transcendent master, and he knew that he was called Dao Shen, and he was ranked fifth in the heaven list that year, but he knew nothing about it.Before they even fought each other, they were already faintly compared to others.

The white-browed old man let out a long cry, and the cap on his head turned into dancing steps, scattered on the grass, revealing a shiny bald head. Except for the handsome young man, everyone was stunned. After so many days together, they actually Little did they know that the white-browed old man beside them turned out to be a kind and authentic monk.

"Amitabha, this old monk is a disciple of the Wuzi generation in Shaolin. He has not used his dharma name for many years, so the benefactor should call him Wuming."

The man smiled softly and said, "Are you here for the Heavenly Cicada Saber?"

Wuming said: "The Heavenly Cicada Knife is one of Shaolin's seven treasures. It was stolen by outsiders many years ago. Today, the old monk heard that the Tianchan Knife is here, so he brought Shaolin disciples here to visit and see if it is true."

Sword God smiled and said: "The person who told you is probably a disciple of the Tang Sect."

Wuming said: "That's right, it was the disciples of the Tang Sect who told me about it, but I heard it from my nephew."

The sword god asked: "Who is in charge of Shaolin now?"

Wuming said: "The big-character generation is generous, I wonder if the benefactor has heard of it?"

Dao Shen smiled and said: "I know a few Shaolin monks who have no characters, but I don't know you, let alone people with big characters."

Wuming said: "His master is the master of Shaolin in the upper realm, and the elder brother of the old man was also in the list back then. My senior brother is Wukong. I think you have never heard of the benefactor, right?"

The man chuckled and said, "So it's Wukong, what about others?"

Wuming said: "Amitabha, the senior brother has passed away for many years, and it has been more than 20 years. Is the donor and the senior brother old?"

Dao Shen sighed: "I have never met him once, I just admire his fame. I didn't expect him to pass away before he was 90 years old. I am really jealous of talents."

If his words were known to outsiders, ninety-nine percent of them would still say that he was talking nonsense here.Ordinary people live a long life at the age of 80, and some people live to 70 or even 80 years old, in the eyes of people, they are old birthday stars.In fact, what the Sword God said is true. With their superb skills, it is trivial to live to be [-] years old. Around [-] years old is their golden age. , Who are you afraid of?
The sword god said that the generous master had no time, and that he was jealous of talents before he lived to be ninety.But this principle is placed on the place of real martial arts masters. In other places, it is better not to talk nonsense, otherwise it will become a joke.

Thinking that the Sword God is a character on the Tianbang, 60 years ago, he was at least in his early fifties, and this year he is probably in his 110s. This still regards him as the youngest person on the Tianbang. It is not necessary to tell the real age. To faint.

Fang Jianming listened to Dao Shen's words and said with a smile: "Grandpa, are you very old?"

Dao Shendao: "Big? Hehe, I'm not very clear about this. But compared to this unknown monk in Shaolin Temple, I'm more than 20 years older than him. Do you think I'm old?"

Except for Wuming and that handsome boy, the others were stunned when they heard it, and thought: My God, this old guy is so big, he looks like a monster.Wuming kept secrets in his heart: I am one hundred and three this year, and if the eldest brother is alive, it will be around 110. It seems that the people in the Tianbang are indeed old guys.

Fang Jianming said strangely: "Oh, isn't that an old monster, no, no, the grand master passed away for so many years, how could you live so long?"

The sword god smiled and said: "Little baby, how old are you, how can you know how powerful the masters of us are? If you see my face, you will be scared to death."

Fang Jianming said: "I don't believe you will scare me to death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dao Shen yelled word by word: "Sword... God... come... also." In the woods, a gust of wind blew up, and there were figures in front of him, each holding a handful of swords. The mighty man with the machete came to Fang Jianming.How did he come here, except for Wuming who can see a little clue, no one else can see.

Fang Jianming clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Haha, I have finally lured you out, you old guy. Where the hell are you hiding and talking? I can't see you. I'm so depressed to death. You haven't scared me to death now, have you?"

For so many years, the sword god has been in the rivers and lakes, and no one has dared to joke with him. Hearing Fang Jianming's words, his eyes widened angrily, and he barely spat out a mouthful of blood. "Well, you little brat, how dare you lie to the old man."

"Hey... when did I lie to you? You ran out by yourself, and I didn't ask you to come out. Now that you haven't scared me to death, it can be seen that you can't count what you said. It's a pity that you still claim to be a genius." The masters in the list, what else is called 'Sword God'"

Dao Shen was caught by Fang Jianming's bad language, and he scolded for a while, he couldn't help feeling angry and laughing, thinking where did the little baby come from, so bold, he even bickered with the old man.Asked: "Who are you, little baby? Are you also a Shaolin monk?"

Fang Jianming said: "I don't even know who you are, why should I tell you who I am?"

Dao Shen laughed and said: "Okay, okay, I admire your courage. Little devil, I will tell you the truth, I was called Dao Shen 60 years ago, and he is a master on the top of the list. So far, I have met my opponent, and when it comes to my name, no one knows, no one knows."

Fang Jianming snorted and said with a smile: "What are you bragging about here? I have never heard of your name. My master never mentioned you. I only know that Dugu Jiutian of the Demon Sect is the number one expert in the world." , are you stronger than him?"

Dao Shen was stunned, thought for a while, and said: "The Dugu Jiutian you mentioned, is it the great apprentice of Dugu Laoer?"

Fang Jianming didn't know who the old man Dugu was talking about. Hearing this, he said, "What old man Dugu? I don't know."

Wuming on the side said: "The benefactor of the sword god is talking about Dugu moving the sky."

Dao Shen said: "It's still you, an old monk, who knows things. Yes, the old man Dugu I'm talking about is Dugu Dongtian. When did his disciple become the best master in the world?"

Wuming is also not very clear about this matter. He practiced kung fu in closed door in Shaolin Temple, and at the same time he is one of the three great monks who guard the secrets of Shaolin martial arts, so he is not very clear about this kind of thing.He turned his head and glanced at Qing Cheng, Qing Cheng hurriedly said: "Uncle Master, after Dugu Jiutian succeeded the leader of the Demon Sect 30 years ago, the popularity of the Demon Sect has greatly increased. He competed with Wudang Master Changhong ten years ago. One hundred leaders and three moves defeated Daoist Changhong, so he was called the number one master in the world by the gangsters."

After hearing this, Dao Shen laughed, and said: "The old man fought against his master back then, and he was never defeated by his master, but he was not as powerful as that old man. Now his apprentice is called the 'No. That old man is even more powerful, it is simply a joke in the world."

Fang Jianming said suddenly: "Who told you to stay in this ghost place all the time and not go out to see the changes in the world."

Dao Shen was taken aback, and said: "How do you know that I have been here for many years?"

Fang Jianming smiled and said: "You don't even know about Dugu Nine Heavens. Apart from not walking around in the rivers and lakes and staying in this ghost place, is there anything else to explain?"

Sword God calmed down when he mentioned his stay here, as if he was lamenting the rapid passage of time, and said: "For more than 30 years, with the flick of a finger, the old man is fighting with the Heavenly Cicada Sword in Canglong Valley. But it really flies...Little baby, do you think I look very old?"

The last sentence uttered almost made Fang Jianming laugh to death.

Fang Jianming looked at Dao Shen carefully, and thought to himself: Hey, how old is he?It is false to say that he is only 40 years old, but no matter how you look at him, he is so energetic and not old. Is this an old monster?He looked at it, and couldn't help using the "Great Sleep Skill" he had practiced in his sleep. His bright eyes suddenly became foggy, and a number came to his mind, and he blurted out, "Are you 120 years old this year?"

"Good boy, how do you know my age, say..."

With a movement of the sword god, he floated in front of Fang Jianming, grabbed Fang Jianming, and held him high in the air.No one knew how Fang Jianming knew the age of the Sword God. They were also unexpected that the Sword God would come, and even Master Wuming didn't have time to block it.Wuming is really afraid that this sword god will hurt Fang Jianming. Now Wuming likes Fang Jianming more and more. He knows that the revival of Shaolin Temple will probably fall on Fang Jianming, so he sees that the sword god disregards his identity, and Fang Jianming is the opponent.Wuming roared loudly, and in this sound, he couldn't help using Shaolin's "Lion's Roar Kungfu", saying: "The benefactor has something to say, absolutely don't shoot at a child, if there is anything, just tell the old monk, the old monk always And that's next."

As soon as the roar came out, there were slight fluctuations in the air, and the leaves in the forest fell straight down. Except for the sword god, everyone else tried their best to block the roar.While resisting with his kung fu, Qing Cheng thought: The old guys are still good. I thought I was a master before, but I know I am nothing in front of these old guys. If they want to kill me, they can kill me. It's as easy as trampling an ant to death.

(End of this chapter)