Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 244 The Final Battle of Shaolin

Hearing the old monk's name called out by the people on the mountain, Huang Lin knew it clearly.

Xuanci's master is indeed still alive!

Lingmen was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with a short silver-white beard, a ruddy complexion, and divine light in his eyes.

The old monk was hale and hearty, and his complexion looked much better than Lingyan's.

Except for a few people, most of the people in the venue were very unfamiliar with him. After hearing the person on the mountain call out his identity, everyone whispered to each other.

"Master?!"

It was Qiao Feng who saw Xuan Ku behind the Lingmen and yelled in a low voice.

If there is anyone in the entire Shaolin Temple that he is least willing to face, it must be Xuan Ku.

Qiao Feng didn't know if Xuan Ku was involved in Shaolin's scheme against the Beggar Gang, in his heart, he really didn't want Xuan Ku to be involved in this matter.

But Xuan Ku smiled gently at Qiao Feng from a distance, and nodded again, without any blame in his eyes.

"Brother Qiao, don't think too much, Master Xuan Ku is a true eminent monk! Brother Qiao, you will help take care of the disciples in a moment."

Seeing the movements of the two, Huang Lin opened and closed his lips, and said to Qiao Feng via voice transmission.

Hearing this, Qiao Feng's depression eased a little, and he looked back at Huang Lin with gratitude in his eyes.

He knew what Huang Lin meant, it was to save him from making a move, so that he would not be caught in the middle.

"Amitabha!"

Lingmen brought Xuangou and Xuanku into the arena, and sang the Buddha's name first.

Then he glanced at Lingyan calmly, and nodded to Xuanci again.

The monks in Shaolin saluted again, and then Lingmen greeted everyone in the arena with a calm face.

"The Poor Monk Lingmen, I have met all of you fellows in the world!"

"I've met the master of Lingmen!"

"I've met the abbot of Lingmen!"

"I have seen the seniors of the Spirit Gate!"

Just now when Huang Lin was fighting with the sweeping monk, everyone had already stood up, but now no one sat down, even though the scene was quite noisy, and the names were different.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xuanci hurried forward, and whispered what the sweeping monk and Huang Lin had just said to the Lingmen, so as to prevent him from causing trouble due to lack of information.

After Lingmen finished listening, his eyes flickered, and he looked sideways at the place where the Xiaoyao faction was located.

His gaze stayed on Li Qiushui, Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng for a while.

Then he turned his head, looked at the sweeping monk and Huang Lin, and then said:
"Amitabha!"

He sang the Buddha's name, and after the voices of the crowd subsided, he continued:
"The cause and effect of this matter, the old monk already knows, it is indeed my apprentice Xuanci's fault, it is my Shaolin's fault.

Lingmen will give you an explanation!
I also invite all comrades to bear witness for Shaolin. "

As soon as this remark came out, the arena became noisy again.

"Master Lingmen is serious. Shaolin has been the leader of the world for hundreds of years. How can we not believe it?"

"That's right, we all believe in Master Lingmen."

"Yes, today's matter is mainly due to Ye Erniang's doing too much evil. In fact, it has little to do with Shaolin."

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Seeing that many people began to praise Shaolin's stinky feet after seeing the appearance of Lingmen, Huang Lin felt a little inexplicably wanting to laugh.

This is to see that the sweeping monk just now had a close match with him, and the previous generation of abbot showed up again. Do you think Shaolin has a better chance of winning?
Scanning around, I found that the Dali Duan Clan, Wutai Mountain Qingliang Temple, Gusu Murong Clan, Tiantai Mountain Zhiguan Temple and other big sects and all the famous people in the rivers and lakes mostly did not speak.

Even Tan Gong, Tan Po and Zhao Qiansun didn't show up.

Those who spoke out were the heads of some small gangs and small sects, and a few scattered people from the rivers and lakes in Henan Prefecture.

Well, there was another young man standing behind Shan Zheng and yelling, but the "Iron Judge" didn't stop him.

"Amitabha~"

Lingmen sang the Buddha's name again, suppressing the sound in the room.

"The poor monk would like to thank all my comrades!"

First he thanked the person who made the sound, then he looked at the sweeping monk and said:
"Lingmen, I have met Uncle Fajie!"

Since the sweeping monk came here, he never went to the place where the Shaolin monks gathered, and he didn't say hello to the side, as if he came here just to save Ling Yan.

Seeing the Lingmen salute, he put his hands together and returned the salute, curiously asked:
"Master knows about this old man?"

Lingmen hurriedly avoided him when he heard him calling him master.

"You can't be called a master! Uncle, don't break the evil spirit door.

In the early years, I heard the master talk about the uncle, but I didn't expect the uncle to recover his strength.

These years, it was Lingmen who had neglected it! "

After speaking, he bowed again.

After listening to the words of Lingmen, the sweeping monk was quite disappointed, and slowly shook his head and said:

"The old monk is just an ordinary sweeping old monk, so why not neglect him.

Now that you're here, the old monk will go back and continue cleaning the Sutra Pavilion, the yard hasn't been cleaned just now. "

"Uncle, please stay!"

Seeing the sweeping monk turn around and walk away, Lingmen opened his mouth quickly.

"What else?"

The sweeping monk turned around and looked at the Lingmen.

Although he didn't quite understand the machinations of these sect struggles, he could see the unwillingness in Lingmen's heart, knowing that what he had just agreed with Huang Lin might cause another disturbance, so he wanted to retreat.

If I have the time to gossip here, I might as well go back and read a few more Buddhist scriptures after sweeping the floor.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing the sweeping monk stop, Lingmen immediately took a step forward, as if organizing his words.

He really didn't expect that Master Fajie wanted to go back to the Sutra Pavilion.

It's not over yet!If you go back, how should the next plan be implemented?

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said:
"Lingmen didn't know that Master Uncle was here, so he took the liberty of accepting the invitation to fight with the head of Huang just now, please forgive me!

It's just that the sword has no eyes, and I'm afraid of hurting innocent people, so I asked my uncle to watch over me for a while. "

Hearing this, the sweeping monk sighed in his heart, took two steps back and stood there with his eyes slightly closed.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Lingmen clasped his hands together and bowed to the sweeping monk. Seeing that he didn't respond, he didn't say any more.

Turning to look at Huang Lin, he saluted and said:

"I've seen Master Huang!"

"I've met the master of Lingmen!"

Huang Lin returned a salute with a half-smile, and continued:

"First Master Xuanci, then Master Lingyan, then Master Fajie, and now Master Lingmen, will there be any other masters appearing soon?
Why does your temple make such a simple thing so complicated? "

"Amitabha!
It was due to the negligence of the temple, which made head Huang laugh.

In the early years, I had dealt with the Wu benefactor of your sect and fellow Taoist Wu Yazi several times, but this time I didn't meet my old friend. I wonder if these two benefactors are doing well now? "

Hearing this, Huang Lin couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

Is this true?

Could it be that there are black hands behind Ding Chunqiu's treachery?

He did not hesitate to speculate on Shaolin with the greatest malice, but this irrelevant matter is really far-fetched.

Yes!

With his thoughts racing, Huang Lin already had some guesses.

Leigu Mountain is not far from here, at the beginning Su Hexing took Wu Yazi to hide there, Ding Chunqiu went to force the palace several times, if Shaolin didn't notice it, that's impossible.

This time he brought Su Xinghe and others here, but Wu Yazi and Wu Xingyun were still hidden in the dark and did not show up. Could it be that the spirit sect thought that Wu Yazi had passed away?

What about Wu Xingyun?
This Lingmen doesn't think that Wu Xingyun died of old age, does he?

It's not impossible!
Thinking of this, Huang Lin chuckled lightly, with a flash of worry in his eyes, he said with a smile:
"Master Laolingmen is thinking of me, sister Wu Yazi and brother Wu Yazi are all well!"

"Sigh, my old friends passed away one after another. Now I'm very relieved to hear the news about Master Wu and fellow Taoist Wu Yazi!"

The words of Lingmen are extremely sincere, and there is really nothing unusual about it.

It's a pity that Ah Zi went ashore, otherwise she could have performed as well as the bald donkey.

Withdrawing his scattered mind, Huang Lin stopped chatting with the other party on the two of them, so he changed the subject and said:

"I think the master already knows what Huang and Master Fa Jie discussed. I don't know if the master has any objections?"

"Just do what Master Huang said! After the old monk and Master Huang have exchanged weapons, I will do it myself!"

The Lingmen has been confirmed at this time, and Wu Xingyun has not come, so the subsequent plan can be implemented!

Immediately stretching out his right hand, Xuan Ci handed over the Zen Zhang that had been prepared.

A strangeness flashed in Huang Lin's eyes.

This Zen Zhang looks familiar to him!
Seeing Lingmen walking into the arena holding Zhang Zhang, Huang Lin stretched out his right hand.

"Zheng~"

The Scarlet Phoenix Sword, which was two feet away, jumped out of the scabbard, shot backwards, and fell into Huang Lin's hands.

When the spirit gate stood still, he pulled a sword flower, then laid the red phoenix across his chest, and said:
"The sword's name is Chihuang. The master craftsman in the palace made it of black iron. It is three feet and six inches long and weighs nine catties. It cuts hair and cuts hair like mud!"

With these words, everyone in the venue was stunned for a moment, the eyes of the elders flickered, and the young people were even more excited.

Even Shen Jie pursed his lips, raised his hand to touch the black sheath dagger behind his back, recalling the size and weight of his sword in his heart.

Lingmen was also slightly stunned. He had never seen this set of tactics before, and for a moment he only felt that the atmosphere in the field became more dignified when the other party said this.

With a sudden turn of his mind, he opened his mouth and said:
"This old man's staff was given by Empress Wu of the Tang Dynasty. It is named Wisdom and weighs 34 catties. Master Huang, be careful!"

To be honest, Huang Lin was quite disappointed.

After a few worlds, only Shaolin's abbot Wen Zai accepted the words when he was smiling proudly.

And the spiritual gate in front of him is a little bit less interesting!
Afterwards, Huang Lin's eyes were slightly closed, and the tip of his sword dropped.

On the opposite side of the Spirit Gate, the Wisdom Staff was stuck on the ground, and the eyelids were also lowered.

The two of them stood motionless for a long time.

Everyone in the venue dared not show their atmosphere, for fear of affecting the two of them.

Only Duan Yu was bored and panicked, he couldn't help coughing lightly.

As soon as he coughed, the two of them moved in an instant.

"Bang~"

Seeing Huang Lin's foot stepping, the stone bricks cracked, and the person shot out, and the red phoenix sword in his hand revealed a glimmer of light, obviously true energy had been poured into it.

Over there, Lingmen held the Wisdom Rod, tapped his toes, and also swept forward. The 30-jin Zen Rod was as light as nothing in his hand, without the slightest influence.

"When~"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them crossed a distance of nearly forty feet, sparks shot out when the sticks and swords intersected.

After one move, Huang Lin took a step to the left, flicked his wrist, and the tip of the sword pierced the "Shenmen" point on the right hand of Lingmen's stick.

This trick is exactly the same as when I typed the text.

But Lingmen's response method is completely different from the original document.

Then he stretched out his left hand, grabbed the body of the staff, moved his right hand down instantly, and pushed the Zen staff obliquely forward at the same time.

"Ding~"

The point of the Scarlet Phoenix sword hit the staff holding the right hand of Lingmen just now.

Huang Lin didn't get discouraged when he missed the blow, and the tip of the sword hung down, cutting again towards the right hand holding the staff of Lingmen.

But he saw that the other party pulled back the wisdom stick with his right hand, and slapped the stick with his left hand, and the tip of the stick hit Huang Lin violently.

"Humph!"

Huang Lin let out a muffled grunt, and stepped left again. While flashing past the head of the stick, with a flick of his wrist, Scarlet Phoenix released seven or eight sword shadows, covering the right arm of Lingmen.

Lingmen had no choice but to take a step back to the left, pull back the Zen stick with his right hand, dance it up, and use the stick body to resist Huang Lin's diagonally upward long sword again.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang~"

The sword stick crossed again, making a series of crisp sounds.

Seeing that the opponent's defense was tight, Huang Lin immediately tapped his toes and circled around the spirit gate.

The Chihuang Sword in his hand changed, every move was very similar.

Liuhe swordsmanship!

But he wanted to try how Lingmen would deal with this method.

Every move of the Liuhe swordsmanship is very similar, but the subtleties are different, so Lingmen had to cheer up.

For a while, the sound of metal collisions was endless.

The Lingmen firmly resisted it.

The two moved too fast, and most people in the field couldn't see clearly. They only felt that Huang Lin was fighting against the spirit gate.

And Lingmen's expression is quite dignified, it seems that he is at a disadvantage.

All the monks in Shaolin were worried.

The sweeping monk looked at it with splendor. His strength was about the same as the two of them, and he saw much more than the others.

He knew that the two were evenly matched, and the reason why Lingmen had a dignified look was because Huang Lin's current set of swordsmanship was so peculiar that he had to concentrate on it.

When the thirty came, Huang Lin began to repeat his sword moves, and Lingmen's heart relaxed.

He has been on the defensive since the fight between the two, and now that he has a chance, he is ready to counterattack.

Who would have thought that Huang Lin's sword would change again, once he changed his rigid swordsmanship just now, his moves would become erratic.

There are seven or eight sword shadows in each move, and it is impossible to distinguish between reality and reality for a while.

What kind of sword technique is this? !

Lingmen had no choice but to swing the Zen staff up, turning it into a rolling shadow of the staff.

The sound of weapons clashing was endless.

Because he couldn't tell the truth from the shadow of the sword, Lingmen kept retreating after being beaten.

Huang Lin saw that "Thirteen Styles of Breeze" had been accomplished, so he didn't change to other sword techniques. Lingmen took a step back, and he took a step forward. The two of them almost circled the open space in the field.

After more than a hundred moves, Lingmen was already sweating on his forehead.

It's not that Huang Lin insists on using these sword techniques, the main reason is that opponents are hard to find, and it's rare to meet an opponent who can let go of his hands and feet without worrying about the opponent's injury. He can't wait to use all the martial arts in his hands.

Otherwise, as soon as the "Sword Sutra of Breaking the Root of Ten Thousand Laws" comes out, Lingmen will have to fail, and that would be too boring.

Finally, after Huang Lin used "Thirteen Styles of Breeze" back and forth more than ten times in different patterns, Lingmen found out the law.

"When~"

This time the sound was louder than the continuous sound just now, it was obvious that both of them had exerted their strength to the point.

Huang Lin was not disappointed when he saw this, and immediately stepped on the foot, and the sword light of the red phoenix on his wrist exploded at the same time, turning into thousands of sword shadows and rolling towards the spirit gate.

Xiyi swordsmanship, turn a blind eye!
Lingmen only felt that the lavender sword shadow in front of him was extremely coquettish and extremely glaring.

Can't help squinting his eyes, and danced the Zen stick again.

This time is different from just now, just now he couldn't tell the truth from reality.

But this time, he could tell at a glance that the opponent's sword shadows were all real!

"Ding Ding Dang Dang~~~"

Huang Lin keenly noticed that the sound from the Zen stick in the opponent's hand was a bit strange.

Is this about to break?
Then he remembered that Scarlet Phoenix had been recast and was already much stronger than Xiaoao.

Thinking of this, he withdrew a little bit of strength.

The footwork on his feet changed accordingly, and he began to gossip around the Lingmen.

At the same time, the sword's momentum also changed, it was no longer as dazzling as before, but it seemed monotonous.

Lingmen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, he only thought that the other party lacked stamina, but he didn't see that the sweeping monk had raised his true energy and was ready to rescue him.

This footwork, this sword move, he has seen it before!

Sure enough, since Huang Lin changed to this set of "Sword Sutra of Breaking the Root of Ten Thousand Laws", Lingmen has never exhausted a single move.

After more than 20 moves in a row, he was even more embarrassed than before, and he had already put his previous plan out of his mind.

Although Huang Lin had never seen the previous sets of swordsmanship before, there were still traces to be found, and he could take the opportunity to fight back after getting familiar with them.

But at the moment, he couldn't find a way to crack this set of sword techniques.

The opponent seemed to have casually walked a few steps in the I Ching hexagram position, and then casually made a sword, so he had to change his move.

Then there is no one move that can do it all, and the fight is extremely aggrieved!

From the first move of the two of them, he has been in a passive state, and after hundreds of moves, Lingmen's heart has fluctuated a bit.

I haven't made a move for many years, originally thought that this appearance would show the majesty of Shaolin, but who knew that I ended up in such a mess.

Under the distraction, the moves in his hand showed a little flaw.

Huang Lin lifted his spirits, stepped on the "Mingyi" position, and Chihuang pointed at the "Shenfeng" acupoint on the opponent's chest.

Up to now, even though they were all trying their moves, and they played very well, but they couldn't attack for a long time, and their minds were still quite tired. At this time, they finally had a chance.

"Shenfeng" acupoint belongs to the kidney meridian of foot shaoyin, not an essential acupoint, so his stroke is no different from the one just now.

Seeing this, Lingmen immediately withdrew his move, and then raised the tail of the stick, ready to resist the sword.

But Huang Lin suddenly stepped forward and moved to the "Guimei" position, and the tip of the sword changed accordingly, stabbing at the "Tanzhong" point on Lingmen's chest.

"Tanzhong" is the key point of the human body, replaced by the three dantians, here is the middle dantian, once hit, even if you don't die, you will be half disabled.

There was a look of horror in Lingmen's eyes, and he changed his move. At this time, it was too late to change, so he had to twist his body reluctantly, in order to avoid the vital point.

"Be merciful!"

The floor-sweeping monk kept paying attention to this side. He saw Huang Lin's heavy hand, and when he stepped on the floor, the floor tiles were instantly torn apart, and he quickly rushed towards the two of them.

On the Xiaoyao faction's side, seeing this, Li Qiushui tapped his toes and shot away quickly.

It's just that its speed is slower than that of the sweeping monk.

When Huang Lin activated it, he had been paying attention to the sweeping monk, and when there was a movement there, he took a step to the right, and at the same time let go of the red phoenix in his hand.

The left hand received the sword and went down, avoiding the finger force from the sweeping monk, and then sent it forward.

Goal, Qihai!
That is where the dantian is!
The right hand didn't rest, and the fingertips flicked repeatedly, and dozens of strong winds shot out in an instant.

"Bang bang bang bang~~"

However, the sweeping monk didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and directly bumped into him. Those finger winds three feet away from him seemed to hit an invisible wall of air, making a series of noises, and then they were all annihilated.

The point of the sword is only an inch away from the Qihai acupoint in the abdomen of the Lingmen, and the sweeping monk has already arrived with a wave of his palm.

And Li Qiushui is still two feet away!
Huang Lin's face was calm without any panic. With a light flick of his left hand, Chihuang came out, and retreated with a light tap of his foot.
"Pfft~"

"what!"

"Boom~~~"

Between lightning and flint, three voices sounded one after another.

The Qihai acupoint of Lingmen was shot by Huang Lin's Chihuang, and then there was a scream, and the whole person was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Lin and the sweeping monk joined hands.

There was a loud noise, and the air wave rushed outwards centered on the two of them.

The robes of the two were blown, and Huang Lin flew back with a flash of palm force, the beaded crown on his head exploded, and his long hair was scattered and flying.

The floor-sweeping monk paused for a moment, and the monk's hat flew to nowhere.

The rubble on the ground was swept up by the air waves and shot out in all directions at an extremely fast speed. Fortunately, the people watching the battle in the inner circle were either masters of a certain sect or famous people in the world, and they were far away from the two of them, so no casualties were caused.

Li Qiushui, who was closest to the three of them, was blocked from his forward attack.

On the other hand, at the Spirit Gate, after the sea of ​​qi was broken, most of the true qi was lost in an instant, and it was blown up by the impact of the air wave, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

In this series, from Huang Lin's discovery of the flaw in the spirit gate, to the last time the spirit gate was blown away by the air waves, so many things happened in just one breath, and even Lingyan and Xuanci, who had the most sharp eyesight, didn't react to it.

"Brother!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing that the Lingmen was severely injured, all the Shaolin monks were stunned for a moment, then they all panicked and stepped forward one after another.

Xuan Ku and Xuan Nan are the strongest at this time, they leap to the field and take over the Lingmen.

The true qi in Lingmen's body was completely drained, his face turned gray, it was obvious that his life was not long.

"Amitabha!!"

After the sweeping monk regained his breath, he stepped on his feet and ran straight to Huang Lin who was drifting backwards in the air.

"Want to take advantage of others? Do you want to bully me?!"

Li Qiushui finally arrived and stopped the sweeping monk before he could pounce on Huang Lin.

The floor-sweeping monk was already angry at this moment, and every move was powerful and heavy. After only five or six moves, Li Qiushui was already quite embarrassed.

This is also why she needs to block the sweeping monk, otherwise, the scene under Youdou will not be so ugly.

"Hmph! Shaolin, what a majesty!"

An angry snort came from a distance, and everyone in the venue saw two figures, a man and a woman, flying down from the mountain more than twenty feet away.

That man's face was like a crown of jade, with a leisurely demeanor, even with angry eyes, he still did not lose his demeanor.

The woman looks like a country and a city, with a myriad of manners, but she only has a solemn expression on her face, which seems to be very majestic.

The two of them drifted towards each other like a couple of gods and immortals.

Li Qiushui was reluctant to block it, but when he saw the two people coming, he was immediately distracted.

Then he was hit by the sweeping monk's palm, suffered serious internal injuries, and was even more embarrassed to block.

At this time, Huang Lin floated in the air for a while, and finally landed on the ground. Seeing that Li Qiushui was about to lose, he stretched out his hand towards the spiritual gate not far away.

The scarlet phoenix stuck in his belly jumped out from his sea of ​​energy, and was about to shoot back backwards.

Xuannan's eyes were shattered, he grabbed him, and looked up at Huang Lin angrily.

"Want? Give it back!"

After speaking, he raised his palm and patted the sword of Chihuang.

"Boom~~"

Scarlet Phoenix Sword, broken! ——
Ahhhhh!
I repaired a fairy code for 6K, but I haven't finished it yet.

No more falg.

The code word bacteria can't hold it anymore, so wake up and continue coding!

　One catty in Ming Dynasty = 590 grams

　　One catty in the Southern Song Dynasty = 640 grams

　　So Lingmen reported 34 catties, and Wenzai reported 37 catties

　　
　
(End of this chapter)