The Peerless Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 629 Borrowing Classics
"A few months..."

Xuanli said: "Everything is determined. Master Ye came from afar, but the old monk never greeted him from afar. I'm being rude."

Ye Sheng took out a secret book and put it on the ground: "This is the secret book of that man's cultivation, the Great Art of Bathing in Blood. I got it by chance. It said that a practitioner needs to absorb human energy and blood from time to time, and to crack it The method is precisely Qi and blood."

Xuan Sheng asked, "Does Benefactor Ye have a way to crack it?"

Ye Sheng said: "Although that person can distinguish poison, he can't distinguish the smell of blood. Long-term qi and blood absorption has made him lose his sense of smell to qi and blood. Find someone who is willing to die and take Hua Gong San. Let that person absorb it again, within two hours, most of his skill will be gone."

"If it's really feasible, then it's good, but..." Xuan Sheng looked at the abbot and other senior brothers: "Who would be willing to die?"

Ye Sheng volunteered: "I would like to go."

"Amitabha." Xuanli thought it was inappropriate: "All living beings are living beings, and the method of exchanging lives for lives is really not advisable. Ye Shizhu, you have the ambition to help the martial arts. This is the blessing of the martial arts, but God has a good life De, how can you commit suicide like this."

"Master Xuanli doesn't have to worry about it, and I may not die." Ye Sheng returned to the main topic: "This time I came to Shaolin Temple, firstly, to express my heart to the abbot and other masters, and secondly, I want to borrow the Yijinjing of Shaolin Temple to observe .”

Xuan Ku frowned: "The Yi Jin Jing is the most precious treasure of our monastery, non-monastery monks are not allowed to borrow it. Benefactor Ye said that you want to eliminate harm for the martial arts, it seems that your real purpose is to get the Yi Jin Jing."

Xuansheng also said: "Forgive me for the request of Master Ye, please forgive me for not being able to agree."

Ye Sheng kept the bloody Dafa secret book: "I thought that the masters of Shaolin Temple were all eminent monks, but I didn't expect that they were all secular views. I would like to fight with my life, but all the masters only know to eat fast and chant Buddha here, completely disregarding the life and death of sentient beings. .It is really a tragedy for the people of the world, so I bid farewell.”

"Slow down." Xuanli opened his eyes: "Xuansheng, get the Yijinjing."

Xuan Sheng was in a hurry: "Senior Brother, Master and Grand Master have said that the Yi Jin Jing must not be allowed to go to outsiders, otherwise the disaster will be endless. This benefactor claims to be the descendant of the flying knife, but we don't know his origin at all. How can you give away scriptures casually?"

Xuanli said: "All living beings are suffering, the martial arts catastrophe has come, and Buddhism has become closed, so why should we bother to stick together for a scripture. Give the scripture to Master Ye."

There was no other way, the abbot had something to say, and Xuan Sheng didn't make a fuss, so he went to get the scriptures.

Ye Sheng knelt down on one knee: "Thank you, Master Abbot, for your trust."

Xuanli said: "Benefactor Ye, what is the use of Yi Jin Jing, you haven't said it yet."

Ye Sheng said: "The acupoint kung fu of the Yi Jin Jing can save my life in an emergency. Yuxue Dafa absorbs people's qi, blood and internal strength, and it uses the meridians as the foundation. Among the martial arts classics, only the Yi Jin Jing can treat the meridians. The annotations are the most thorough, and only in this way can I deal with it calmly."

Xuan Sheng sighed: "Benefactor Ye's words are wrong. To achieve great success in the Yi Jin Jing, you need to practice at least 30 years, and a disaster in the martial arts world is imminent. How can Master Ye have time to practice?"

Ye Sheng didn't hide it: "That's because people who are not good at martial arts need so much time. Ye is not talented, and it only took ten days to learn the skill of flying knives. But the skill of flying knives is not easy for people. Muscle meridians are poor, so 30 years is just an imaginary number."

As for the imperial court, the battle in the northwest was tense, and the generals in the front were defeated one after another. The emperor sent several relatives to supervise the battle, but these people only wanted to make meritorious service for themselves and not let the generals send troops at will.

"Your Majesty, there is one person who can take on the great responsibility."

"Who is it?"

"Non-Wei Huaitai General Wei is not competent."

Why didn't the emperor know this truth, but he was still wary of Wei Huaitai: "Okay, I have other arrangements for General Wei, let's talk about other recommendations."

Wei Huaitai said: "Long live, the northwest is my gateway to Guanzhong, and it must not fall into the hands of the bandits. Although I am old, I can still lead troops to fight. I hope that your majesty will agree. As long as I can serve as the general of the Northwest, I will not disappoint you." Grace."

"All right, all right." The emperor hated hearing these things the most: "Wei Huaitai, you are the pillar of the imperial court, and you have just resumed your position. Don't think about the war anymore. Let's discuss the Huainan king's affairs."

A minister said: "Your Majesty, King Huainan is just a martial arts king. He has no intention of seizing the royal family, and the northwest is the most important part of my court. Hundreds of thousands of troops are suffering heavy losses at the moment. I hope Your Majesty—"

"Enough! Is it your emperor or I am the emperor? Why do you have to listen to everything?"

It's just an insignificant minister. The emperor's words were mainly for Wei Huaitai.

A general said: "My minister Yan Ze is willing to go to the northwest to relieve His Majesty's worries!"

The emperor's eyebrows stretched out: "Okay, okay, there are indeed brave generals. General Yan, I will order you to be the forward general and go to the Northwest Camp."

The civil servant felt that something was wrong, this Yan Zekong had his appearance, he was just a general, he had no experience in leading troops in battle, at most he was just a bastard in the military camp.If such a person is sent to fight, wouldn't it cost hundreds of thousands of lives in vain?But Wei Huaitai knew that the emperor didn't want to listen to him, so he pretended to be deaf and dumb.

After the court was over, Lord He pulled him back and moved aside: "General Wei, why don't you speak to His Majesty? Who is this Yan Ze? He is a wine bag and a rice bag. What he values ​​is the position of the general. If you really let him If he went to the Northwest, then I will be exhausted. You always care about these things, why are you silent today. "

"Ask me?" Wei Huaitai was helpless: "This is the emperor's order. What can I do? I just released from the dungeon. The emperor wanted me to support the situation and guard against King Huainan. As for the other , He doesn’t want me to take care of it, and I don’t care if I do. Mr. He, if you have the time to talk nonsense with me, why don’t you go talk to the emperor, now all of you speak better than me.”

Wei Huaitai walked down the steps and walked away.

It's not that no one speaks to the emperor, the current emperor can't listen to these words, all he cares about is the throne.

In the martial arts world, Yingsha built secret passages inside the Beggar Clan, secretly trained demon blood killers, and trained more than a dozen martial arts practitioners who had become demons.These are the foundations of his leveling the martial arts.

Elder Chen came in: "Master, you are looking for me."

"Yeah." Xue Sha looked at the living dead in front of him: "Find me a few people, I want to try my luck."

This test is to let people come and wait to be killed. Elder Chen asked: "Guangzhu, for this kind of thing, you can't find someone from our gang."

"That's your business. I just need to find someone within two days. If I can't find anyone, I'll use your head."

Elder Chen fell to his knees with a thump, with sweat dripping from his face: "Master! Master! Your subordinates are loyal to you. Even if you kill your subordinates, I won't be able to get them within two days, and... ...still waiting to be killed."

(End of this chapter)