Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 33 It's a dream, not a dream
Grandma, at this time, I met a silver-horned beast. Seeing that I was a bully, he wanted to make me his lunch, but I beat him away. Knives and secrets are placed inside.I thought, I only learned fifteen strokes of the Heavenly Cicada Saber technique, and I was able to cross the rivers and lakes. I was going to die, and I couldn't let outsiders take it easily, so I spread a layer of qi at the entrance of the cave, unless it was a coincidence or a big blow People with supernatural powers, don't even think about going in.

Just after I used all my strength to spread the qi, somehow something happened, I felt like my soul was coming out of my body, and my soul was getting farther and farther away from my body.There was a bang, and I didn't know where it hit, and I lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took before I was awakened by the sound of fighting, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a middle-aged man fighting fiercely with the Tian Chan Dao.I was surprised in my heart, when can the Tianchan knife attack people by itself like a flying knife?
I couldn't find the physical body, so I could only stop in mid-air, and I don't know how many years they fought, probably more than 30 years.One day, a kid broke in and was chased away by a middle-aged man. Not long after, people from Shaolin Temple came, and you all know what happened next.

Just when you met Tian Chandao, an inexplicable divine power suddenly came into your body with my voice, and I asked, 'Is that you? "Although the accent is mine, the person who spoke is not me. This is too strange. This person's martial arts are too terrifying, and he is nothing more than a god. Ever since you got the Tianchan Sword, I have been A piece of divine power was sucked into a dark place, and then came to this valley. Now you should know why I came here."

Fang Jianming seemed to be listening to the heavenly scriptures. Although he understood the reason why the Tianchan knife was in Canglong Valley, he still didn't understand why this old guy didn't die cleanly?There is still a soul dangling here.

Fang Jianming asked: "Are you dead?"

Killing God was taken aback for a moment, and said with a smile: "It should be dead, but it hasn't died cleanly."

"You shouldn't, just come in, and make this place like this. Seeing that you broke these flowers and plants, and fell so many trees, you——you really deserve to be a god of killing!" Fang Jianming sneered. Lessons.

Killing God had a bitter old face, and Uncle Wood suddenly appeared behind him, and flicked Killing God's head with his fingers.

Killing God said angrily: "What, I... Oh, it turned out to be you!"

When Uncle Mu saw that Fang Jianming was going to speak, he shook his hand to prevent him from speaking, and said to Sha Shen: "You really haven't died cleanly. I can save you to heaven, but you have to promise me one thing, okay?"

Killing God said happily: "You can say whatever you want, I don't want to go on like this forever."

Uncle Mu Mu whispered a few words in his ear, Killing God's smiling face suddenly turned cold, and said: "Okay, I will do as you say."

The two had fought before, but now they were whispering to each other like buddies. Fang Jianming couldn't figure it out, and asked with a smirk, "Uncle Mumu, I was just looking for you. Did you pull in Killing God? Why does Tianchandao recognize me as Master? Who is the person who borrows my body and speaks with the accent of killing God?"

Uncle Mu Mu said: "Now you are in great trouble, you will know about these things, you go back quickly..." With five fingers on his right hand, he sent out a strong force, knocking Fang Jianming out of his dream.

During this half-waking period, there was a force that restrained him, his mind was blurred, and he vaguely heard someone talking, but he didn't know what he was saying.

……

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the sound of running water. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was by a small river.The sword god lay down on the side, his chest was stained with blood, and he held the machete tightly in his hand.

Fang Jianming was surprised, and thought to himself: "Aren't we in the 'Lover's Villa'? Why did we come here?"

Looking up at the sky, it was actually dusk.

Could it be that after one night, it is the evening of the next day?No matter how Fang Jianming thought about it, he couldn't understand it.

He got up, pushed the knife god, and called out: "Uncle knife, get up, what place is this? Why are we here? Are you injured?"

After screaming for a long time, Dao Shen groaned, slowly opened his eyes, sat up straight suddenly, and said, "What the hell is this place, Fang boy, do you know?"

Fang Jianming was taken aback, and said, "Uncle Dao, you don't know what this place is, do you?"

Dao Shen stretched his arms, but felt pain in his back, gritted his teeth, looked down and saw the blood on his chest, smiled wryly: "It's okay, you and I are fine."

Fang Jianming said with concern: "Uncle Dao, you must have been injured, and it's all my fault!"

Saber God adjusted his breath, and said: "It's okay, it's just a small injury, it will kill me!"

Seeing the sky, he was surprised: "Why is it at dusk? Could it be that I ran for a day?
Fang Jianming heard him talking to himself, and asked: "Uncle Dao, what happened last night, I remember we broke into a square with many floating weapons, but then I lost consciousness, no know what happened"

Sword God gave a wry smile, recounted the situation last night, and then asked: "I ask you, what happened to you? A lot of weird things happened to you, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?"

Fang Jianming stuck out his tongue and said, "I don't know, I never thought that the person attached to my body is so powerful!"

"No, this man's martial arts is so strong that it can be described as terrifying. I am far from his opponent. The old man was beaten to the point where he was powerless to fight back. In the martial arts world, there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Those who are on the list of heaven and earth are only for a while It’s nothing more than a master. Although the old master is invincible, his martial arts is actually a bit better than Dugu Dongtian back then because he has practiced one of the four evil books and used the function of the marrow washing sutra to maintain his progress.”

"What are the four evil books, and what are the four holy books?"

"I know something—" suddenly "Ah—" and said with great concern: "You were slapped last night, blood sprayed all over the ground, your body—"

"I'm fine, Uncle Dao, don't worry. When I woke up, I found that I was lying here, and I didn't feel any discomfort. On the contrary, Uncle Dao, you were hit twice by the old man, you——do you feel any discomfort now?"

Seeing that the sword god was about to get up, he hurried to help him, and the sword god said: "I can still stand up. Although I don't have much strength at the moment, it is still useful to deal with some small thieves. It is getting dark, and it is important for us to hurry. It is reasonable to find an inn to live below. .We walked and talked."

The two walked down the river bank.The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the river surface, shining a golden light. The two of them felt a little lucky after going through this ordeal, and they felt cute in everything they saw.

"The reputation of the Four Great Sacred Books and the Four Great Evil Books is no less than that of your Shaolin Temple's Qijue Kungfu. The Four Great Sacred Books are 'Tianhe Treasure Record', 'Shen Yi Jing', 'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter Collection', and 'Breaking Heaven' The legend of "Tianhe Baolu" has been around for a long time, so far no one has seen it, and I don't know what its function is. The marrow meridian is similar, making people's cultivation unfathomable, and they will never go crazy.

'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter' is the most strange, it is the secret book of 'Cihangxuan', only the female disciples with the best aptitude in the Xuan can practice it, it is said that there are four kinds of changes, which coincide with the climate symbols of the four seasons of 'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter', the end is astonishing . 'Breaking Heaven Record' is a magic skill of the Beggar Clan. When you practice this skill, your body will change. No one can tell you what the change is. The deeper you practice, the more domineering you will be, and you can kill people invisible.

One of the four evil books is the "Tian Luo Ce" of the Demon Sect. It is said that there are big and small Tian Luo. Dugu Dongtian ranked first in the Tian list because he practiced the "Small Tian Luo Divine Art".The second is "Bones Hell Record", the third is "Ni Tian Code", and the fourth is "Tears of Death".The latter two evil books have not appeared in the world for a long time, and few people know about them. I only heard their names, but I don't know what they are.

100 years ago, "Bones Hell Record" was once a disaster, and was learned by a devil. He was less than three feet tall, born like a naughty boy, but killed people like hemp, which aroused public outrage in the martial arts.At that time, I was just out of the teacher's school, so I wanted to fight against injustices and participated in the siege.The final battle was very tragic. The nine sects lost many elites, and Fang drove the devil to a desperate situation, leaving no bones left.

It is said that in order to practice this skill, thousands of bones are needed. After practice, it depends on one's own cultivation to absorb the internal energy of others.Last night, fortunately, the person possessing me came forward, otherwise the old man would suck my internal energy, even if he won't succeed, my internal energy would still be affected by the tragic battle.

The four holy books and the four evil books are juxtaposed in the rivers and lakes, and there are countless people in the martial arts world who want to keep them for themselves.It is not difficult for any one to practice for ten or eight years to dominate the martial arts. "

Fang Jianming thought for a while, and said: "Things in the martial arts are really strange. Why do you want to compete for treasures? There are very few treasures. It is already very difficult to snatch one treasure from many masters. If it is not suitable for self-cultivation, wouldn't it be wronged?"

Dao Shen said: "You are young, and you don't know what people in the martial arts are fighting for. In the martial arts, what is fighting for is the best in the world, and the power is one side, but the word 'fame and fortune'. What do you rely on? Isn't it martial arts? Not strong His martial arts are not only untenable in Jiang Hu, but also looked down upon by others."

"It turns out that's the case. No wonder our Shaolin Temple is also being bullied now. Qibu is not in the temple. People in the Jianghu don't take Shaolin Temple seriously."

Dao Shen took out the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" from his bosom, handed it to him, and said, "Boy Fang, two of the seven masters of Shaolin Temple have been found, and it seems that he wants to carry forward on you. Although this volume of Marrow Washing Sutra is only one-third One, but the old man has practiced for many years, and he can only meditate through one-fifth of it, which shows how profound the marrow washing scripture is, so you should take good care of it."

Fang Jianming thought for a while, but he didn't take it, he pushed it back, and said: "Uncle Dao, because of us, your skill has lost three layers, this time you discovered the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, anyway, it's useless for me to hold it, You should take it to practice first, maybe you can recover your skill. If one day you have learned it, it will not be too late to return it to Shaolin Temple."

After hearing his words, Dao Shen was stunned, looked at Fang Jianming in a daze, and said, "You—won't you want to read what is written in the Marrow Washing Sutra?"

(End of this chapter)