I'm in Wudang god catcher

Chapter 145 Jiumozhi: Why do I have to pretend?
"Master Sang Jie, Shen Lian wants to see you!"

"Please come in!"

Before he finished speaking, the door opened.

Sang Jie was chanting sutras in the room, but he could open the door naturally from such a long distance. His Qi cultivation was so high that he was even better than Murong Bo.

This move is not to show off, but his daily style and Sang Jie's accustomed lifestyle.

It's like everyone has limbs.

Will you show off that you have hands and feet?
Is this anything worth showing off?

There is nothing worth showing off, so Sang Jie is not showing off, let alone demonstrating. As one of the most bizarre monks in Tantric Buddhism, he does not have that kind of hobby.

There are many masters in the five Tantric religions.

The Nyingma sect is a major tantric sect with many masters. Famous figures include the Red Sun Dharma King, Kundian Master, Maharaja Maharaja and other eminent monks. Sangjie is the most bizarre among them.

To say that he is strange is not because of his cultivation of Buddhism, not because of his martial arts skills, but because most masters only work for a family, but Sangjie can be slick in all directions.

Sang Jie was mainly active in Mengyuan and had good relations with the prince of Meng Yuan, Geerdan. This was nothing. After all, Meng Yuan believed in Buddhism and many Tantric monks preached here.

The strange thing is that Sangjie is related to the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Even when the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the Meng Yuan Dynasty fought against each other and the battle was bloody and bloody, he still had the advantage of both sides.

However, because he danced too happily, he was plotted by a master eunuch from the Manchu Qing Dynasty. After he recovered from his injury, he was left with the root cause of the disease. He searched for good doctors but could not cure it.

Sang Jie traveled around, collecting secret books, hoping to use the power of martial arts to completely cure the root cause of the disease in his body.

The root of his illness was like a lock, locking up his martial arts potential. No matter how he practiced, it was difficult to improve his skills, so he could only practice martial arts.

It seems to be a great constraint, but as long as this lock can be broken open, these years of arduous practice will burst out like mountains and tsunamis, and your cultivation will grow crazily.

Just like a huge reservoir, Sang Jie kept pouring water into it, seemingly making no progress, but in fact more and more accumulated. When the reservoir was washed away, the cultivation level was like a long river of water, flowing endlessly.

Therefore, Sang Jie did not feel disappointed. Instead, he felt that this was a journey of mind cultivation, which could sharpen his own mind and take the opportunity to practice many martial arts.

When he reaches a breakthrough, his physical, mental and physical abilities will have made great progress, and he may be able to become a Buddhist master of the Red Sect.

This is the scariest part about Sang Jie.

Although the root of the disease has troubled him for many years, and although his cultivation has not improved over the years, he has always believed that if he can break through the root of the disease, he will become stronger and stronger.

confidence!

Cultivation requires faith.

Only with confidence can you maintain perseverance, eventually overcome all difficulties, and reach your peak.

This is what Jin Yiwei recorded about him.

Lu Bing once commented that among the several eminent monks of the Nyingma sect of Tantric Buddhism, two of them were the most unpredictable in attaining enlightenment.

One is a mulberry knot.

One is Jiumozhi.

If the two of them become enlightened, they may achieve great enlightenment and devote themselves to practicing Buddhism, or they may fall into the devil's path and become madmen with peerless martial arts and extraordinary wisdom!

The rest, such as the Red Sun Dharma King and Master Kundian, are basically impossible to achieve enlightenment. Even if they achieve enlightenment, it will only be a weak improvement, and their potential has been exhausted.

Of course, you can't be careless about this kind of character.

If you regard Jiumozhi as the cute king and Sang Jie as the fool who was tricked by Wei Xiaobao, the result will be that you will become a fool and you will not be able to eat the melon seeds!

"I've met Master Sangjie."

"I've seen Catcher Shen."

"Master, an expert in Buddhism and a wise man in this world, it would be very rude for me to go around in circles with you. Let me get straight to the point. May I ask Master why you came to Dali?"

"What Mr. Shen said is too straightforward."

"I don't like to talk in circles, and I don't have that much time. Please help me, master."

"What if I say no?"

"I'm the one asking now. We can drink tea politely. The person who comes next time will be my eldest brother, not my biological eldest brother, but my sworn eldest brother Lu Jianxing.

He is the governor of Jinyiwei Town. I think the master understands the mission of Jinyiwei very well.

Everyone should know about the sticking point. I can only say that Jin Yiwei can do anything that sticks to the stick in the Manchu Dynasty. Jin Yiwei can still do what cannot be done at the sticking point.

Master practice is not easy, don't make mistakes. "

Shen Lian's voice was very cold, and his attitude was completely different from the previous conversation with Master Sikong.

"Are you threatening me?"

"This is not a threat, it is good advice. I don't have much time. The Mongolian, Yuan, Manchu and Qing Dynasties are thousands of miles away from the Miao border, so why bother messing with it!"

"I want the Kurong Zen Technique. As long as you give me the Kurong Zen Technique, I will leave Dali immediately. No, I will never step into the territory of the Ming Dynasty!"

Sang Jie came to Dali because he heard about the mystery of Kurong Zen in Tianlong Temple in Dali and wanted to use it to heal his injuries.

He also wanted to go to Miaojiang, because he heard that the original version of Wudang's unique Celestial Silkworm Magic Art came from Miaojiang, and if he could get the secret, it could also heal injuries.

As for the Six Meridians Divine Sword, it is not the main purpose.

Jiumozhi and Sang Jie joined forces because they had different purposes, otherwise they would have started fighting.

Shen Lian said: "Kurong Zen Kung Fu, this is a unique skill passed down directly from Tianlong Temple. I can't decide on it. Moreover, Central Plains Buddhism and Tantra are different and will conflict with each other."

"Dali is not the Central Plains!"

"The Buddhism of Tenryuji Temple comes from Zen Buddhism!"

"Shen Lian, do you think you can stop me?"

"I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time. It's like a chained beast. Even I can't predict what it will do when the shackles are released."

"The poor monk is best at taming animals!"

Shen Lian laughed when he heard this and said, "I see. It seems that the purpose of inviting Master is to hold me back, and the purpose of inviting Jiumozhi is to hold back my brother Shen Yumen."

Sang Jie smiled and said: "As expected of a ruthless hunter, it's really hard to hide it from you. The Kurong Chan Kung Fu is the goal, the Six Meridians Divine Sword is the goal, and you are also my goal!"

Shen Lian sneered and said: "Six-meridian Divine Sword? Compared to the Six-meridian Divine Sword, you want Yiyang Finger more, right? Maybe there is also the Celestial Silkworm Demonic Skill hidden deep in the Miao Territory."

"Celestial Silkworm Demonic Art? Isn't it a divine art?"

"The devil of Buddhism, in one thought, but between the magical and demonic powers, there is Zhang Sanfeng!

Why don't I tell the master this secret, and the master will leave Dali immediately to avoid hurting the harmony! "

Shen Lian's words shocked Sang Jie.

He was not shocked that Shen Lian guessed his purpose, but was shocked by the words "Zhang Sanfeng".The weight of these three words is enough to crush all Sang Jie's expectations for the Tiancan Kung Fu.

"Oh? It seems that the master doesn't know about this. Perhaps the price for inviting the master is the stone tablet with the Tiancan Gong partially engraved on it, and it is the original stone tablet.

It may also include some miracle doctors, some rare medicines, or even the secret to longevity.

It seems that I guessed wrong. The price they paid did not include the Secret of Immortality. How stingy. The descendants of the Li Tang royal family were reluctant to part with the Secret of Immortality.

It seems that I guessed it right this time. The one who asked the master to take action was the Power Gang, not the Qinglong Society. I remember that among the eight kings of the Power Gang, there was a Medicine King...

I guessed it right again, it turned out to be the King of Medicine. This name really deserves to be beaten. People who study medicine should use this as a name. They must be deceiving their teachers and destroying their ancestors! "

In front of Sang Jie, Shen Lian once again showed off his ability to observe words and emotions, relying on his wandering eyes and twitching corners of his mouth to deduce the secrets in his heart.

But the Eight Heavenly Kings of Power are just the King of Swords and the King of Snakes. This kind of name is a bad name.

Among them were the ghost king, the medicine king, and the human king.

Xu Ruowu wants to beat that ghost king to death!

The King of Medicine was even more bastard. Not only did he offend Sun Simiao's taboo, but he also used poison to hurt people. As long as he dared to appear in public, he would be beaten to death.

Human King... It is hard to imagine that Li Chenzhou, who rules the world, has someone under his command who is known as the "Human King".

Sang Jie sneered: "Shen Captou, your guess is very correct. Why don't you guess what the poor monk wants to do now? Can you guess it right now?"

Shen Lian stretched, his bones and joints crackling all over his body. No words were needed. Shen Lian's slowly gathering energy and blood was his answer to Sang Jie.

"If we are fighting to the death here, we will definitely demolish Tianlong Temple and be hindered by the monks in the temple. Why don't we go to the top of the Buddha Peak and continue the topic just now!"

"That's a great word!"

……

When Shen Lian and Sang Jie arrived at the Buddha's Peak, Shen Yumen and Jiumozhi also arrived.

It's not an agreement in advance, but a tacit cooperation. The battle between the two sides, the direct brothers and the Tantric monks, will be so exciting.

Shen Lian said solemnly: "Before the fight begins, I would like to emphasize one last thing. So far, I have still acted as an envoy of the Ming Dynasty and displayed corresponding etiquette. If you two persist in your persistence, the Jin Yiwei has been waiting for a long time!"

Jiumozhi said: "Amitabha, this young monk just wants to use martial arts to make friends, he has no other thoughts."

Sang Jie said sternly: "Amitabha, you all know what this poor monk is thinking. I don't want to go around in circles with you, so I decided to stay or go with my martial arts."

Shen Yumen said: "This is how it should be!"

Jiumozhi said: "I have heard for a long time that Shen Baotou has two magic weapons at his side, one is the Guwen spear, and the other is the Mo family's non-attack weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years. I don't know which weapon to use?"

Shen Lian said: "You defend the enemy with your bare hands, and my elder brother and I also fight with your bare hands. Let's fight with our bare hands."

Sang Jie said: "You are good at using guns, and your elder brother is good at using knives. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage in a fist fight? The poor monk is not very good at martial arts, but he never takes advantage of others!"

Shen Lian said: "It's not cheap. I need two masters to sign a seal and swear that if they lose even half a move in this battle, they will leave immediately and never come to Dali Miao territory for the rest of their lives!"

There is a difference between an oath and an oath.

Some people's oaths are just like bullshit, while some people's oaths must be true to their word.

As a Tantric monk, you must practice the oaths made by seals and do not catch language loopholes or bugs, otherwise you will inevitably have inner demons and be detrimental to your own cultivation.

Although Jiumozhi Sangjie is not an eminent monk and has greed in his heart, he never dares to violate the oath he made. It is their greatest belief.

"What if you brothers lose?"

"I present the secret book of the Fiery Sun Sword and Fire Cloud Palm!"

"I offer you a piece of thousand-year-old black ice chalcedony."

Jiumozhi and Sang Jie looked at each other and felt that this condition was very generous. They gave up their weapons and fought with fists and feet. If they couldn't beat them, they had no face to stay, so they agreed to the bet.

"Two masters, please take action!"

"You have already suffered a big loss with your short attacks and long attacks. How can I take the lead? I also ask two young heroes to attack first and let me see the unique skills of the Central Plains!"

"In that case, please take over, Master!"

Shen Lian and Shen Yumen looked at each other, showing a smile that showed success. Shen Yumen flew up and slashed down with the Lieyang Sword Technique, while Shen Lian formed seals with his hands.

Bend the fingers of both hands toward the palms, interlock the joints of the two fingers, bring the thumbs together, clasp the middle fingers behind their backs, wrap the index fingers, and form the "Dachongxu Treasure Seal".

In Sang Jie's shocked eyes, Shen Lian's feet flew in front of him as if on skis, and his two sharp claws of the green dragon explored the sea, grabbing at the acupuncture points under his ribs.

Sang Jie originally planned to use the Fudo Ming King Seal to defend against the enemy, but Shen Lian's attack was too fast. He had just gathered his energy and energy, and Shen Lian's sharp claws had already reached his ribs.

With Shen Lian's finger strength, even Sang Jie's iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover can be scratched into tatters with one claw!
Sang Jie flew back, quickly formed the Vajra Wheel Seal with his hands, and smashed down on Shen Lian's top door. Unexpectedly, Shen Lian didn't dodge, and his sharp claws still clawed at his ribs.

If you are caught under the ribs, you will not die, you will only be seriously injured, but if the top door is hit by the Great Vajra Seal, you will definitely die.

How could Shen Lian be so stupid?
Of course Shen Lian would not be so stupid, because this was a two-on-two battle, not a one-on-one battle between two groups. When Shen Lian made his move, Shen Yumen's palm power had already hit.

The raging fire swept down, turning a ten-foot radius into a sea of ​​​​fire in an instant. There were dense shadows of flames in all directions, covering the vital points of the two monks.

Fire Cloud Palm—Fire Cloud Cover!
When the flames approached, Sang Jie immediately blasted the Great Vajra Wheel Seal upwards. At the same time, he contracted his waist and abdomen to avoid Shen Lian's sharp claws. Unexpectedly, Shen Lian twisted his steps slightly and grabbed out with another claw. It was not a dragon claw, but a claw. It's the cup holder.

Uncle Cao Guo, the immortal toasts the throat lock button!
Claw choke.

With one careless move, Sang Jie was already at a disadvantage. However, due to his advanced cultivation, he remained calm despite being frightened. He slashed at Shen Lian's neck with his left hand and blasted at Shen Yumen's chest and abdomen with his right hand.

Jiumozhi stretched out his palms and pointed at Shen Yumen's legs with the Wuxiang Jie finger. The Wuxiang Jie finger was invisible and formless, hidden in the raging fire, and even more silent.

"call!"

Shen Lian was like an eagle, soaring into the sky.

Drunk phoenix, soaring to the ninth heaven with one dance!

"boom!"

Shen Yumen's feet landed on the ground, and the ground was filled with fire.

Fire Cloud Palm - Earth fire sets the prairie fire on fire!
The two are biological brothers. Although they cannot communicate with each other, their cooperation is extremely tacit.

There is no need for hints with eyes or movements. As long as you feel the changes in Qi, you will know how to move.

Jiumozhi shouldn't have done anything to show off before the duel and give the Shen brothers the upper hand.

Shen Yumen is not Zhang Wuji. He has always been masculine and domineering and merciless in his attacks. Shen Lian is like a ferocious beast that opens the valve and shows no mercy.

In a duel, it is very dangerous for the Shen brothers to gain even the slightest advantage.

The two will use the ferocity of the lion, the bravery of the tiger, the agility of the civet, the swiftness of the falcon, and the ruthlessness of the poisonous snake to firmly seize the opportunity to fight.

It's like a piece of complete silk that has been torn into a small hole. The hole will never recover, but will only become larger and larger until it is torn.
——torn to pieces!

(End of this chapter)