Mixed Martial Arts: I am achieving great results in Shaolin

Chapter 7 Artificial check-in place!

"Look at my White Tiger Palm Technique, ah!"

As soon as the golden bell appeared, there were screams. Yu Liang, a disciple of the Kongtong sect who had been shouting just now, was knocked away from the wall.

Chen Mo collected "The Golden Bell" and sighed:

"It's not a good thing to be famous. All cats and dogs dare to come and beat you!"

Although the story of Chen Mo teaching Song Qingshu a lesson will not spread, it is better than the story of Zhou Zhiruo in Emei, with hundreds of witnesses.

If one person has one mouth, this matter is destined to be hidden.

There are many people in the martial arts world who are fond of martial arts. Naturally, some of the disciples who come to pay homage can't help but have itchy hands and want to step on Chen Mo and become famous.

Chen Mo is not used to these people.

If you disturb him from reading, you will prevent him from joining the world!
It’s hard to break the precepts without joining the world!
This is no different from ending Chen Mo's future.

Always serve with fists and feet!
Just be careful not to cripple it.

In Shaolin's territory, the senior leaders of these sects did not dare to make any noise even if they knew that their disciples had lost.

Chen Mo is fearless!

"Junior brother! What's wrong with you? I didn't expect that this Chen Mo really is not a wasted reputation! It's okay, let's see how senior brother saves face for you!"

Another person broke through the door directly and stood in the courtyard with his head held high:
"Cheng Yang, a disciple of the Kongtong sect, came to ask for advice!"

The Sutra Academy of Luohan Hall has sixty study rooms, and there are also disciples studying the Sutras in other study rooms.

Bald heads poked out of the windows.

For these young people, there is nothing interesting or interesting about the scriptures.

Chen Mo didn't intend to pay any more attention, but the man shouted:
"What? You beat my junior brother and pretend to be a grandson? Are you afraid?"

Chen Mo turned around, rolled up his sleeves and muttered:
"Afraid? I'm afraid I'll beat you to death and maim you, and you won't be able to explain!"

After three breaths, there was a scream, and another young man who knew nothing about the world was thrown out of the scripture academy.

"With all the sects worshiping the mountain, there will be no end of challengers. When will I be able to pass the Buddhist exam?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and suddenly came up with a plan. He hurried outside the hospital and happened to see the two brothers from the Kongtong faction supporting each other and preparing to leave.

Chen Mo muttered seemingly unintentionally:
"The Kongtong sect's White Tiger Palm is nothing more than that."

Chen Mo wasn't mocking these two brothers, he was firing a map cannon to blow up the entire Kongtong.

Chen Mo believes that these two brothers will spread this sentence to the ears of the disciples of the Kongtong Sect!

Luohan Hall is very lively now.

The senior officials of each sect were discussing important matters in Bodhidharma Academy, and the disciples had nothing to do after visiting Shaolin.

Chen Mo's place has become a "check-in place" for disciples from various sects.

On the first day, there were only disciples of the Kongtong sect.

The next day, disciples from Qingcheng and Diancang sects also came to challenge.

By the third day, there was even a queue outside the Luohan Hall Scripture School!
The young and energetic disciples from each sect but with poor cultivation were thrown out of the courtyard one by one by Chen Mo.

It is not that each sect does not have genius disciples, but most of the genius disciples think highly of themselves or have good cultivation.

Zhou Zhiruo's strength is not bad, even she lost.

The talented disciples of various sects are not sure of defeating Chen Mo, who has mastered the "Golden Bell".

It doesn't matter if you lose, but if you don't fight, you won't lose, and if you don't lose, you won't lose face!

This also leads to the fact that there are very few challengers who can survive three moves from Chen Mo!
Basically, they lie down on the ground as soon as the golden bell rings.

Chen Mo's fame is also growing.

Even the elders of other sects know that there is a young master Chen Mo in Shaolin Luohan Hall, who is very good at using the golden bell!

Some high-level sects even secretly signaled their disciples to challenge Chen Mo.

If you lose to Shaolin, you won’t lose face, but if you win, you will make a lot of money!

In four days, Chen Mo defeated more than 130 disciples from various sects without losing a single one!

At this time, even the eminent monks of Shaolin nodded their heads.Shaolin also wants to save face!

The disciples are doing well and are promising, and these old monks are so happy!
The fifth day, Yinshi!

The sun was rising over the mountains, but Chen Mo didn't go to the Luohan Hall for morning classes.

With a knocked unconscious pheasant hidden in his arms, he trotted to the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin:
Peak of regret!
At the foot of the mountain, next to the regret monument, Kong Hui, a mysterious monk who once saved the world, is taking a nap, leaning on the branches of a pine tree.

Chen Mo approached cautiously and whispered:

"Master? Master Konggui?"

"Ouch, who has no eyes to disturb my dream? Didn't you know that I was eating delicious roasted pheasant in my dream?"

Kong Hui opened his eyes and saw Chen Mo, his eyes lit up:
"Hey, little novice monk, why are you here?"

"I come."

As soon as Chen Mo opened his mouth, he felt that his chest was empty, and the pheasant in his arms was actually in Kong Hui's hands!
Kong Hui carried the pheasant and said excitedly:

"Haha, I didn't make a mistake, little novice monk, you are really generous!"

In the past, Chen Mo had a low cultivation level and could not detect the reality of empty regrets. Now that he has stepped into enlightenment, he still cannot detect the depth of empty regrets.

Chen Mo laughed and said:

"Three months ago, the master shouldered the responsibility for the disciple's sins. The disciple dare not forget the master's instructions. It's just that I have been busy practicing in the past three months, so it has been postponed until now."

Kong Hui glanced at Chen Mo:
"Well, you have the dragon's movement in your hands, golden light in your body, full of inner yang, three excellent doors, and you are already perfect. In these three months, you are like an epiphany descending from the sky, and you are suddenly enlightened."

Chen Mo was shocked.

His "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" has never been used in public, and even Master Kong Jian has never seen it, but Kong Hui only glanced and saw his details.

Chen Mo: "Master has great eyesight!"

Kong Rui: "Go and collect some firewood. Today I will show you my skills and let you try the authentic beggar's chicken!"

Chen Mo smiled bitterly:

"I'm afraid the disciple won't be able to taste the master's craftsmanship. I came here this time to send game meat and to say goodbye."

Kong regretted for a moment:
"What's wrong? You violated the precepts and were expelled from Shaolin? Do those old bald donkeys only know how to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name? Are you willing to kick such a good young man?"

Kong regret stood up angrily:
"I'll go find those old bald donkeys and tell them apart! It's rare to find a junior that I like."

Chen Mo quickly advised:

"No, no, no, master, my disciple is going down the mountain to practice."

Suddenly regretful:

"Oh, let's go down the mountain to practice. It just so happens that in the past year and a half, the world has been relatively peaceful. I went out to break the precepts more often and gained knowledge. I spent all day in the scripture room reading dead books. What kind of things can I realize?"

Chen Mo smiled and nodded.

There are so many eminent monks in Shaolin, and this Kong Hui is definitely the weirdest one!
Chen Mo was very curious about Kong Hui's past, because Chen Mo couldn't recall any book in his previous life where this person appeared.

He is involved in both meat and wine, and can even make other Shaolin monks turn a blind eye!

But Chen Mo knew that he couldn't ask now, and it would be in vain if he asked.

Kong Rui's right hand retracted into the cuff, and when he stretched it out again, there was already a small porcelain bottle lying in the palm of his hand.

"You should keep this small rejuvenating pill. It can save your life at the critical moment!"

The Three Treasures of Shaolin Secret Medicine: Small Huan Dan, Shao Huan Dan, and Big Huan Dan!

Even the Xiao Huan Dan, which is the least powerful medicine, has a good effect in healing injuries and restoring skills.

The most powerful Dahuan Dan not only has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but can even increase one's skill. Not even the Shaolin monks may have a few pills in their hands!

Chen Mo never expected that Kong Regret, who was just a two-faced person, would give out a small repayment pill!
"Master, disciple"

"Hey! Dear mother-in-law and mother-in-law, Buddha said that meeting is fate. In the past few years, I have seen you, a cautious person, and you are so pleasing to the eye. I don't want you to die too early!"

Kong Hui threw the porcelain bottle into Chen Mo's hand, patted Chen Mo's shoulder again, and said:

"Little novice monk, please remember that after entering the world, you must put behind you the Buddhist principles you learned in Luohan Hall. Don't do things you shouldn't do and don't say things you shouldn't say. You must know that the world is dangerous and people's hearts are unpredictable. "

(End of this chapter)