Martial Arts: Starting from Fuwei Escort

Chapter 4 Going to Songshan Mountain, Entering Shaolin

Descending from Mount Hua, Qiu Mingxuan traveled east all the way, continued to act chivalrously, and soon entered Songshan Mountain in Henan Province.

Songshan, the "Zhongyue" of the Five Sacred Mountains, is the extension of the Qinling Mountains to the east. It is located in Dengfeng County, Henan Province. It is divided into Taishi Mountain and Shaoshi Mountain, each with 36 peaks, and a total of 72 peaks.

Taishi Mountain, Shengguan Peak, the main site of Songshan School.

On this day, a man in Tsing Yi wearing a Rakshasa face sneaked into the Songshan School and entered the Ice Pond without making a sound.

This is the famous scenic spot of Shengguan Peak, a cold pool with clear water, which is bitingly cold all the year round, and there is a cold air. Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan School, practiced a martial art of cold ice and true energy, and stayed in the ice pool all year round.

Qiu Mingxuan hid in the treetops, peeking at the scene of Zuo Lengchan practicing martial arts. He sat cross-legged in the icy cold pool, his hair, eyebrows, and beard were covered with thick frost, his skin was pale and blue, as if he had been frozen.

However, according to Qiu Mingxuan's perception, Zuo Lengchan's breathing was even and long, obviously he was not dead, and his inner strength was profound.

"Bing Bing's true energy is really not bad."

Qiu Mingxuan nodded secretly.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan in the cold pool suddenly opened his eyes, the dark pupils gleamed with light, his long eyelashes were covered with frost, his face was serious, and he looked around vigilantly, as if he was looking for something.

Cultivated to his level, the five senses and six senses are astonishingly sharp, even if he can't detect where the enemy is, he can still feel the peeping eyes, like the prey of a fierce beast, and the hairs stand on end.

"Your Excellency spied on Zuo's practice, but what advice do you have?"

Zuo Lengchan yelled and asked in a deep voice, containing profound internal energy, rolling like thunder reverberating around, shaking leaves rustling down.

As soon as the voice fell, a figure in green clothes fell from the top of the tree, wearing a Rakshasa face, staring at Zuo Lengchan calmly.

"Tsing Yi Raksha!"

Zuo Lengchan's pupils shrank, obviously recognizing Qiu Mingxuan's identity, his hairs stood on end, showing fear.

Everything that happened in Hengshan City that day has already spread throughout the Jianghu, "Tsing Yi Raksha" became famous in the first battle, and his momentum was close to the Demon Sect's Dongfang Bubai, and even faintly advanced, as if it was transcendent and holy.

Zuo Lengchan's plot was shattered, so he didn't know "Tsing Yi Raksha", but he was afraid of his peerless martial arts in the twelve stages of "Golden Bell Cover", so he didn't dare to come to seek revenge.

Unexpectedly, "Tsing Yi Raksha" was so bold that he broke into the Songshan camp and came to watch him practice.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Zuo Lengchan said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

A piece of drama spit out from Qiu Mingxuan's mouth and fell into Zuo Lengchan's ears, making his expression dignified and solemn.

"Then why don't you do it?"

Zuo Lengchan's eyes were bright and radiant, cold air rose from the ice pool, enveloping Zuo Lengchan's burly body, there was a faint sound of running water, like the undercurrent of the ice pool, Zuo Lengchan was silently exercising his strength.

Qiu Mingxuan didn't move, he watched Zuo Lengchan make small movements calmly, and asked about something.

"Ice True Qi, did you create it yourself?"

"Of course!"

"Is there a successor?"

"no!"

"It's a pity..." Qiu Mingxuan shook his head, and his calm eyes fell on Zuo Lengchan, as if looking at a dead person: "I hope you have left a secret book, otherwise this martial art of cultivating different kinds of true energy will be lost."

"Although the Twelve Levels "Golden Bell Cover" is strong, my icy true energy is not weak. Look at my icy palm!"

Suddenly, Zuo Lengchan jumped up from the ice pool, and the mighty inner force brought the biting cold pool water to condense into ice cones and icicles, shooting fiercely towards Qiu Mingxuan's direction like a rain of arrows overwhelming the sky.

To put it bluntly, this move is really powerful, living up to Zuo Lengchan's reputation as the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, relying on the power of ice true energy to condense the pool water into ice cones to kill people, just like the magic of the fairy family, very cool.

Unfortunately, he met Qiu Mingxuan.

Qiu Mingxuan's "Golden Bell Cover" has been refined into twelve levels, the body is indestructible, the sword is hard to hurt, not afraid of water and fire, just like a Buddha, with the sole of his feet on the ground, he leaps towards Zuo Lengchan like a cannonball.

call out!call out!call out!
The overwhelming ice cones and icicles fell down like a rain of arrows, Qiu Mingxuan erupted with dazzling golden light, and the protective qi gushed out from the pores, condensing a huge golden bell outside the body, isolating the ice cones and icicles, and the golden bell slowly rotated to bounce back all the ice cones and icicles.

Zuo Lengchan's complexion changed. He never thought that he would exert so much effort and use his internal energy to make the most powerful move, but it would be such an unexpected result. He waved his palm, trying to block the ice pick and ice thorn, but it was too late. The ice pick and ice thorn was extremely fast, like a bullet, piercing through his body, almost smashing him into a sieve.

Pfft!
Zuo Lengchan fell from a high altitude and fell into the ice pool with a plop, splashing icy water and condensing into frost.

Qiu Mingxuan quietly landed and stood by the ice pool, looking at Zuo Lengchan's body, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Pity……"

After saying that, he turned around and jumped, floating into the top of the tree, the woods rustled, and disappeared after a while.

After a few breaths, Songshan sent disciples to rush there, came to the Ice Pond to have a look, and found Zuo Lengchan's body, they couldn't help being horrified.

"Master!!!"

……

Zuo Lengchan's death didn't leave any ripples in Qiu Mingxuan's heart. At this time, he had already flown down the mountain and rushed to Shaoshi Mountain.

The martial arts in the world come from Shaolin!
Smiling proud of the world, the two schools of Shaolin and Wudang almost closed the mountains and did not step into the martial arts. Only then did the Wuyue Sword School have the opportunity to develop.

But people in Jianghu must admit that even if the mountains are closed, Shaolin Wudang is the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts.

Shaolin Temple is different from Songshan Sect. Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist temple, and the incense is very prosperous. Many pilgrims from the common people come to offer incense. Qiu Mingxuan took off the Raksha mask, restored his original appearance, and entered Shaolin Temple wearing a Tsing Yi short shirt.

In the Great Hall of the Great Hero, Qiu Mingxuan respectfully offered three sticks of incense to the Buddha, invested a few liang of silver in incense money, and then floated into the backyard, hid in the scripture storage pavilion, and read the scriptures and books of Shaolin Temple.

The Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple is the place where all kinds of martial arts originated, but it is a pity that there are no sweeping monks in the Sutra Pavilion, only Sansa Shami, and there is not even a monk with high martial arts skills.

Qiu Mingxuan flipped through the scriptures and began to study them carefully, but unfortunately he was not connected with Buddhism enough to understand the mantras of Buddhist scriptures, so he could only read martial arts secrets.

Unknowingly, Qiu Mingxuan stayed in Shaolin Buddhist scriptures Pavilion for more than ten days. He didn't eat or drink. After reading all the martial arts secrets in Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion, when he was about to turn around and leave, someone came and found him.

This is a bearded and bearded monk, benevolently dressed in cassock, looks very high status, he should have come to the Sutra Library to borrow Buddhist scriptures, he was startled when he didn’t want to enter the Sutra Library, and found Qiu Mingxuan who was hiding in the dark, couldn’t help shouting angrily: "Who trespassed on my Shaolin Scripture Library!"

The great monk's angry shout, like a bell roaring like a lion, fell into Qiu Mingxuan's ears as quickly as thunder.

Fortunately, it was Qiu Mingxuan, whose physical body was indestructible. If it were someone else, with just a single voice, his viscera would be smashed to death by the powerful internal force in his voice.

Vajra Zen Lion Roar!

Qiu Mingxuan recognized the Great Monk's sonic martial arts, which is one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills. The qi in the dantian is sent out, and the air is exhaled.

There is only one person in the world who can practice this kind of martial arts to such a level, the head abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fang Zheng.

brush!
Qiu Mingxuan dashed to the door, his movements were swift, like thunder, and he was not affected by the lion's roar of Vajra Zen. This shocked Master Fangzheng. Immediately after seeing Qiu Mingxuan's appearance, he couldn't help but recognize his identity. Surprised, he slapped him lightly.

Tsing Yi Luo Sha, the person who is rumored to have refined the "Golden Bell Cover" to the perfection of the Twelve Levels, Master Fang Zheng is also happy to see it.

This palm contains Master Fangzheng's ten success powers, it looks light and light, the moves are ordinary, soft and weak, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shakes slightly, and immediately one palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, eight palms become sixteen palms, and then it turns into 32 palms, the palm technique is unpredictable, each palm strikes, just in the middle, it has changed into several directions, and the palm technique is fantastic.

The wind of the palm was fierce, containing powerful internal force, sweeping across Qiu Mingxuan like an overwhelming sky, surrounding him in all directions.

Thousands of hands like palms!
Another Shaolin 72 stunt!

In just a short moment, Qiu Mingxuan witnessed the two Shaolin stunts, and secretly praised Master Fangzheng as worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin Temple, proud of one of the world's combat power ceilings, he immediately took a deep breath, and walked away facing the wind.

boom!
Qiu Mingxuan faced each other with palms, and another 31 palms struck Qiu Mingxuan's body. Dazzling golden light erupted, and the body-protecting qi of "Golden Bell Cover" was naturally activated, forming a body-protecting golden bell outside the body, which bounced off all the palm force, and a powerful palm force knocked Master Fangzheng into the air through the opposing palms.

Whoa!
In the Sutra Pavilion, Master Fangzheng retreated and flew into the air. With a bang, the bookshelves collided and fell down one after another, and books and scriptures were scattered all over the ground.

The Sansa novice in the Sutra Pavilion was dumbfounded.

For a short time.

The Sutra Pavilion, which is usually quiet and peaceful, unexpectedly had such an accident, which made the Sasao novice stunned in astonishment.

Interestingly, Qiu Mingxuan ran out of the Sutra Pavilion and stopped in the yard, as if he was waiting for Master Fangzheng.

The result also surprised Qiu Mingxuan. Master Fangzheng, who was knocked into the air by the mighty palm force, actually clenched his teeth and persisted after a few breaths. He walked out of the Sutra Pavilion safely and looked at him with a solemn expression.

"Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the sacred place of martial arts in the world. So far, you are the only one who can take my palm and move freely."

The admiring voice came from behind the Rakshasa face, which made Master Fangzheng and Sansa Shami look complicated.

In the courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion, there were quite a few monks from Shaolin Temple. When they saw the "Tsing Yi Raksha" suddenly barging in, they were all shocked, and then they all rushed to surround the "Tsing Yi Raksha" in the center.

However, under the shadow of a famous tree, the "Tsing Yi Rakshasa" is so famous that even the Shaolin Temple, which is closed to the mountain, knows that there is a strange person in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, no one acted rashly.

(End of this chapter)