Shaolin Bajue
Chapter 39 Shaolin Washing Marrow Sutra
Chapter 39 Shaolin Washing Marrow Sutra
That's right, he did fly up. After rising six feet, he threw himself head and foot towards the sword god, his arms circled in a circle, his hands clenched tightly, and his fists pointed at the top of the sword god.
Dao Shen's face was solemn, his eyes were not looking at the top of his head, but looking straight ahead.
Is he crazy?
Just when his fist was about to hit the top of the sword god's head, he suddenly drew the knife.His machete was hanging at his waist, and he had to untie it before he could use it, but no one saw how he undid the machete.A ten-foot-long knife light soared into the sky.
The body of the silver-masked man was suddenly dyed with a layer of silver-gray qi, and the light of the knife collided with it, making the sound of electric shock.The sword was as bright as a dragon, revolving around the silver-masked man.
Stimulated by the blade's energy, the silver-gray Gang Qi surged even more, and the blade's Qi couldn't hurt even half of it, and the silver-masked man fell inch by inch towards the top of the sword god.
Dao Shen suddenly thought of someone, shouted loudly, and said: "Fist Gang Demon Lord Zhu Xiaobai, so it's you!"
As soon as the machete was retracted, he made a move of "fish leaping over the dragon's gate". The moment his body rebounded, the light of the machete exploded, forming a domineering, almost overwhelming white beam of light that shook the silver-masked man up high.
The saber qi criss-crossed, forcing everyone back.
The silver-masked man snorted coldly, not afraid, he split his fists, and sent out a dark gray aura, facing the knife light of the sword god.
A strong wind blew up in the courtyard, rampaging unscrupulously, lifting the marble on the ground, the marble shattered, and was swept into the air again.
The ground in the middle of the yard was beyond recognition, it was horrible.
While everyone was in awe, someone suddenly heard angrily saying: "Hugh will hurt my uncle Dao."
A small figure flashed out from the darkness, the person was spinning in the air, and the flying cicada suddenly appeared, surrounding the figure, like a ball full of life, rolling towards the silver-masked man through the air.
This knife has a name, it is called "Cicada Life", it is the fourth move of Tian Chan Saber Technique.
Life is the strongest force in this world!
For this move, Fang Jianming didn't fully understand it, he just kept the general situation in his mind. Seeing the silver-masked man break through the line of defense of the sword god, he punched out with astonishing aura, and the body of the sword god trembled, as if it was real. Looking weak, his face turned pale, and he could see that the sword god was in trouble.
During the crisis, without thinking too much, he flew out.
The Tian Chan Knife seemed to have aura, as soon as it was unsheathed, it seemed to be liberated. With a groan, it was out of Fang Jianming's control, and pulled Fang Jianming to kill the silver-masked man at a hundred times his usual speed.
Everyone had never seen this kind of saber technique before, they couldn't help but be fascinated by it, their souls danced with the flying cicadas.
The silver-masked man was about to injure the sword god with a punch, when he suddenly felt a terrifying murderous aura rushing from behind, and the protective aura was about to burst, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Knowing that the hope of severely injuring the sword god was shattered, he turned around and punched fiercely, and the silver-gray fist flew in the air, which was completely useless.
My God, the flying cicadas screamed happily, devouring fists.
The silver-masked man was terrified.What kind of knife is this?so scary!
Seeing that the situation was not right, he hurriedly withdrew and retreated far away to the side of the girl in white. When he looked up, he was even more surprised to see that the other party was just a child.
Fang Jianming's eyes projected black light, so that he didn't dare to look more, he pulled himself up and shouted: "Go!" He crossed the roof and disappeared into the night.
The girl in white clothes, the old man in fine clothes, two women in red clothes, and three men in green clothes jumped up, swept up to the roof, and disappeared without a trace.
Everyone present, no one dared to stop them.
As soon as the people from the Demon Sect left, Fang Jianming bumped around like he was drunk, and the Tian Chan Knife was put into its sheath at some point.
The sword god let out a long breath, hugged Fang Jianming's body that was about to fall, and said to Chen Jinlan and Huang Sheng who were flying down: "You have to deal with the aftermath of the matter here. There is something wrong with this baby's body, so it is not appropriate to delay. Inn."
His body flickered and disappeared suddenly. He was worried about Fang Jianming's internal injuries, so it would be strange if he didn't use all his strength.
The God of Sword came to the "Old Residence" like lightning, without looking at the closed door, crossed the door of the inn, took a few vertical leaps, took a few strides to the courtyard, pushed open the door, and closed it tightly , holding Fang Jianming across the bed and flashing to the head of the bed.
Looking down, the little guy's face was as white as paper, his breathing was weak, he didn't dare to hesitate, he put Fang Jianming on the bed, and he followed, with his knees crossed, he straightened Fang Jianming, his palms pressed against Fang Jianming's acupoints.
The sword god is an old virgin, his true strength is innate true strength, and the purity of inner strength is rare in the world.
Fang Jianming is of course a boy. After the sword god's true power entered Fang Jianming's body, he was not rejected by the opponent's true power.
Fang Jianming's internal strength is very good.When he was very young, Dafang deliberately made a decoction with Shaolin secret recipe, which was dissolved in water. Fang Jianming used this water to bathe every day. After soaking for three years, it was equivalent to washing the marrow and hair meridian, and cultivated a strong vitality invisibly. .
This decoction is only effective for his physique. The decoction contains a variety of stimulating drugs. Ordinary people drink too much. Although it is also effective, it will cause various skin diseases. Mild itching, severe The whole body is red and swollen.Because Fang Jianming slept extravagantly, he sat in the bucket and fell asleep shortly after entering the water.
Strange to say, it was this kind of deep sleep that allowed him to effectively absorb the medicine without any sequelae.If someone wants to imitate him, most likely they will not be able to, because falling asleep by forcing oneself and falling asleep by practicing exercises are not the same as falling asleep naturally.
Therefore, even though he doesn't usually work hard, the real power in his body is extremely abundant.
The innate true power of the sword god crawled slowly like a small snake, passed through countless meridians, and finally came to the second meridian of "Ren Du", and then crossed the bridge of heaven and earth, suddenly felt that two strands of true power were hostile to him—— No, it should be three strands, but the third strand is too weak, so I didn't pay attention to it at first, and almost ignored it.
"Hey—why is this kid so weird? The white real power should be cultivated in Shaolin Temple, what is the black one? Could it be related to the Tian Chan Knife? This is too fast, just a few days of work, it is so thick. What is this tiny piece of real power, I can't see it clearly, it's strange, it's strange—”
Whispering in his heart, he didn't dare to disturb the three strands of real power easily. After using his own real power to help Fang Jianming run for a week, healed the dark wound on the opponent's chest. There are two books in Xiaoyi, one is the secret book of Tianchan Dao, and the other is unknown.
When building him a lifetime, I accidentally found something that looked like jade but was not jade hanging on his chest.
Dao Shen had never seen this kind of "jade" before, touched it, and felt a burst of coolness, feeling comfortable all over, surprised in his heart, secretly said: "There are so many treasures on this little guy, I don't know what this thing is?" But I saw the three characters "Fang Jianming" engraved on the jade pendant, presumably it was a family heirloom.
The sword god settled Fang Jianming well, so he has the air-conditioning element.Previously, he fought twice with the silver-masked man, and when he was about to strike the third knife, he suddenly felt that his real strength was weak, and he couldn't strike. He knew it was due to his internal strength.Thanks to Fang Jianming's timely shot, otherwise, if the silver-masked man hit him, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.
After adjusting the breath for a while, he opened his eyes, his eyes were not as bright as before, and he sighed secretly, thinking: "Could it be that the internal strength is slowly decreasing like this? Alas, it was all caused by the forcible use of the 'Qingcheng Sword' at the beginning." Thinking Thinking like this, if time could go back, he would still make that knife.
"By the way, don't I have marrow washing scriptures on me? Let's see if it can solve this problem."
Get up and open the door, the sky is broad daylight, Chen Jinlan and Huang Sheng didn't come back, so they called the waiter, ordered some food, ate in the room, closed the door again, took out the "washing bag" from his arms Marrow meridian".
I looked at the cover of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, but it was nothing to look at.
Sword God took a long breath to calm his heart, and slowly opened the cover. The first page is the opening foreword, in small block letters.At first, I was worried that it was Sanskrit, but I couldn't understand it, but I didn't know it was Chinese.After watching two paragraphs, I understood why.
The beginning is written like this:
It is a pity that the authentic Shaolin martial arts was lost to the martial arts. After 50 years of poverty, the complete version of the Shaolin Marrow Washing Sutra was collected.The original version is broken, so the Sanskrit is translated into Chinese, and it is left for future generations to study and study.The Sutra of Washing the Marrow is divided into three volumes, and Yu Ji cherishes it.Later generations get a copy of it, they should be able to strengthen their health and live a long life.Shaolin martial arts has a long history and is extensive and profound.I have spent my whole life working hard, and the opportunity to wash the marrow of the Zen Book of Changes. I don’t realize that old age is approaching, and one person’s power is limited. I hope that future generations will inherit and carry forward it.
Turning to the second page, it reads:
Changing tendons and regenerating bones, five energies towards the Yuan Dynasty Shaolin washes marrow, rejuvenates dead trees, rejuvenates old age, rejuvenates old age.
General:
When I heard this, the Buddha told Subhuti.This is the only thing that can be done after the kung fu of Yijin has been completed.This name is Jing Ye Zhong, which does not hinder the affairs of the world.During the day, I am in a hurry, busy with clothing and food.After the three meals are finished, the feng shui fire is over.Seeing the stars at dusk, lighting the lamp to illuminate the dark room.After finishing my homework in the evening, I will rest on the bedding.The masses snore and sleep, forgetting life and death.Those who are bright wake up alone, and cultivate in the dark at night—”
Dao Shen only felt that this person must be a senior with great supernatural powers. After each line of scriptures, he left a large section of this person's experience.There are not many scriptures of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, this volume is only one of the three volumes, and the scriptures are even fewer, but this person's experience is more than ten times more than the scriptures.
Dao Shen tried to understand a passage of scriptures by himself, but found that he only saw the "scriptures" but not the "essence".This person is not only a master of Buddhism, but also a master of martial arts.
Turning to the last page, the name is "Tianzhiseng", but the date is not visible.
After pondering for a while, he sat cross-legged and meditated on the scriptures. After a long time, a true power flowed in his body, almost twice as fast as usual.
He was overjoyed, as long as he persisted in practicing, not only would his internal strength not decrease, but it would return to its original state, and if possible, it would gradually increase.
After guiding the real power to run in the body for a few days, he slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of electricity flashed from the eyes, which was breathtaking.
I stood up straight, tried to exercise, and waved my arms lightly, only to feel that my internal strength has improved to a certain extent.I am very happy.
Looking back, Fang Jianming was still in a coma, faintly worried, came to the bed, stretched out his hand to check the other's meridians, his face was stunned, and he suddenly laughed.
It turned out that this kid's injuries had already healed, and at this moment, he was only in a deep sleep.
After waiting for a while, Chen Jinlan and Huang Sheng couldn't help but feel strange.It stands to reason that it should be time for them to come back.
Feeling hungry, call the waiter, serve wine and food.
He was afraid that something would happen to Fang Jianming, so he didn't dare to leave.
(End of this chapter)
That's right, he did fly up. After rising six feet, he threw himself head and foot towards the sword god, his arms circled in a circle, his hands clenched tightly, and his fists pointed at the top of the sword god.
Dao Shen's face was solemn, his eyes were not looking at the top of his head, but looking straight ahead.
Is he crazy?
Just when his fist was about to hit the top of the sword god's head, he suddenly drew the knife.His machete was hanging at his waist, and he had to untie it before he could use it, but no one saw how he undid the machete.A ten-foot-long knife light soared into the sky.
The body of the silver-masked man was suddenly dyed with a layer of silver-gray qi, and the light of the knife collided with it, making the sound of electric shock.The sword was as bright as a dragon, revolving around the silver-masked man.
Stimulated by the blade's energy, the silver-gray Gang Qi surged even more, and the blade's Qi couldn't hurt even half of it, and the silver-masked man fell inch by inch towards the top of the sword god.
Dao Shen suddenly thought of someone, shouted loudly, and said: "Fist Gang Demon Lord Zhu Xiaobai, so it's you!"
As soon as the machete was retracted, he made a move of "fish leaping over the dragon's gate". The moment his body rebounded, the light of the machete exploded, forming a domineering, almost overwhelming white beam of light that shook the silver-masked man up high.
The saber qi criss-crossed, forcing everyone back.
The silver-masked man snorted coldly, not afraid, he split his fists, and sent out a dark gray aura, facing the knife light of the sword god.
A strong wind blew up in the courtyard, rampaging unscrupulously, lifting the marble on the ground, the marble shattered, and was swept into the air again.
The ground in the middle of the yard was beyond recognition, it was horrible.
While everyone was in awe, someone suddenly heard angrily saying: "Hugh will hurt my uncle Dao."
A small figure flashed out from the darkness, the person was spinning in the air, and the flying cicada suddenly appeared, surrounding the figure, like a ball full of life, rolling towards the silver-masked man through the air.
This knife has a name, it is called "Cicada Life", it is the fourth move of Tian Chan Saber Technique.
Life is the strongest force in this world!
For this move, Fang Jianming didn't fully understand it, he just kept the general situation in his mind. Seeing the silver-masked man break through the line of defense of the sword god, he punched out with astonishing aura, and the body of the sword god trembled, as if it was real. Looking weak, his face turned pale, and he could see that the sword god was in trouble.
During the crisis, without thinking too much, he flew out.
The Tian Chan Knife seemed to have aura, as soon as it was unsheathed, it seemed to be liberated. With a groan, it was out of Fang Jianming's control, and pulled Fang Jianming to kill the silver-masked man at a hundred times his usual speed.
Everyone had never seen this kind of saber technique before, they couldn't help but be fascinated by it, their souls danced with the flying cicadas.
The silver-masked man was about to injure the sword god with a punch, when he suddenly felt a terrifying murderous aura rushing from behind, and the protective aura was about to burst, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Knowing that the hope of severely injuring the sword god was shattered, he turned around and punched fiercely, and the silver-gray fist flew in the air, which was completely useless.
My God, the flying cicadas screamed happily, devouring fists.
The silver-masked man was terrified.What kind of knife is this?so scary!
Seeing that the situation was not right, he hurriedly withdrew and retreated far away to the side of the girl in white. When he looked up, he was even more surprised to see that the other party was just a child.
Fang Jianming's eyes projected black light, so that he didn't dare to look more, he pulled himself up and shouted: "Go!" He crossed the roof and disappeared into the night.
The girl in white clothes, the old man in fine clothes, two women in red clothes, and three men in green clothes jumped up, swept up to the roof, and disappeared without a trace.
Everyone present, no one dared to stop them.
As soon as the people from the Demon Sect left, Fang Jianming bumped around like he was drunk, and the Tian Chan Knife was put into its sheath at some point.
The sword god let out a long breath, hugged Fang Jianming's body that was about to fall, and said to Chen Jinlan and Huang Sheng who were flying down: "You have to deal with the aftermath of the matter here. There is something wrong with this baby's body, so it is not appropriate to delay. Inn."
His body flickered and disappeared suddenly. He was worried about Fang Jianming's internal injuries, so it would be strange if he didn't use all his strength.
The God of Sword came to the "Old Residence" like lightning, without looking at the closed door, crossed the door of the inn, took a few vertical leaps, took a few strides to the courtyard, pushed open the door, and closed it tightly , holding Fang Jianming across the bed and flashing to the head of the bed.
Looking down, the little guy's face was as white as paper, his breathing was weak, he didn't dare to hesitate, he put Fang Jianming on the bed, and he followed, with his knees crossed, he straightened Fang Jianming, his palms pressed against Fang Jianming's acupoints.
The sword god is an old virgin, his true strength is innate true strength, and the purity of inner strength is rare in the world.
Fang Jianming is of course a boy. After the sword god's true power entered Fang Jianming's body, he was not rejected by the opponent's true power.
Fang Jianming's internal strength is very good.When he was very young, Dafang deliberately made a decoction with Shaolin secret recipe, which was dissolved in water. Fang Jianming used this water to bathe every day. After soaking for three years, it was equivalent to washing the marrow and hair meridian, and cultivated a strong vitality invisibly. .
This decoction is only effective for his physique. The decoction contains a variety of stimulating drugs. Ordinary people drink too much. Although it is also effective, it will cause various skin diseases. Mild itching, severe The whole body is red and swollen.Because Fang Jianming slept extravagantly, he sat in the bucket and fell asleep shortly after entering the water.
Strange to say, it was this kind of deep sleep that allowed him to effectively absorb the medicine without any sequelae.If someone wants to imitate him, most likely they will not be able to, because falling asleep by forcing oneself and falling asleep by practicing exercises are not the same as falling asleep naturally.
Therefore, even though he doesn't usually work hard, the real power in his body is extremely abundant.
The innate true power of the sword god crawled slowly like a small snake, passed through countless meridians, and finally came to the second meridian of "Ren Du", and then crossed the bridge of heaven and earth, suddenly felt that two strands of true power were hostile to him—— No, it should be three strands, but the third strand is too weak, so I didn't pay attention to it at first, and almost ignored it.
"Hey—why is this kid so weird? The white real power should be cultivated in Shaolin Temple, what is the black one? Could it be related to the Tian Chan Knife? This is too fast, just a few days of work, it is so thick. What is this tiny piece of real power, I can't see it clearly, it's strange, it's strange—”
Whispering in his heart, he didn't dare to disturb the three strands of real power easily. After using his own real power to help Fang Jianming run for a week, healed the dark wound on the opponent's chest. There are two books in Xiaoyi, one is the secret book of Tianchan Dao, and the other is unknown.
When building him a lifetime, I accidentally found something that looked like jade but was not jade hanging on his chest.
Dao Shen had never seen this kind of "jade" before, touched it, and felt a burst of coolness, feeling comfortable all over, surprised in his heart, secretly said: "There are so many treasures on this little guy, I don't know what this thing is?" But I saw the three characters "Fang Jianming" engraved on the jade pendant, presumably it was a family heirloom.
The sword god settled Fang Jianming well, so he has the air-conditioning element.Previously, he fought twice with the silver-masked man, and when he was about to strike the third knife, he suddenly felt that his real strength was weak, and he couldn't strike. He knew it was due to his internal strength.Thanks to Fang Jianming's timely shot, otherwise, if the silver-masked man hit him, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.
After adjusting the breath for a while, he opened his eyes, his eyes were not as bright as before, and he sighed secretly, thinking: "Could it be that the internal strength is slowly decreasing like this? Alas, it was all caused by the forcible use of the 'Qingcheng Sword' at the beginning." Thinking Thinking like this, if time could go back, he would still make that knife.
"By the way, don't I have marrow washing scriptures on me? Let's see if it can solve this problem."
Get up and open the door, the sky is broad daylight, Chen Jinlan and Huang Sheng didn't come back, so they called the waiter, ordered some food, ate in the room, closed the door again, took out the "washing bag" from his arms Marrow meridian".
I looked at the cover of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, but it was nothing to look at.
Sword God took a long breath to calm his heart, and slowly opened the cover. The first page is the opening foreword, in small block letters.At first, I was worried that it was Sanskrit, but I couldn't understand it, but I didn't know it was Chinese.After watching two paragraphs, I understood why.
The beginning is written like this:
It is a pity that the authentic Shaolin martial arts was lost to the martial arts. After 50 years of poverty, the complete version of the Shaolin Marrow Washing Sutra was collected.The original version is broken, so the Sanskrit is translated into Chinese, and it is left for future generations to study and study.The Sutra of Washing the Marrow is divided into three volumes, and Yu Ji cherishes it.Later generations get a copy of it, they should be able to strengthen their health and live a long life.Shaolin martial arts has a long history and is extensive and profound.I have spent my whole life working hard, and the opportunity to wash the marrow of the Zen Book of Changes. I don’t realize that old age is approaching, and one person’s power is limited. I hope that future generations will inherit and carry forward it.
Turning to the second page, it reads:
Changing tendons and regenerating bones, five energies towards the Yuan Dynasty Shaolin washes marrow, rejuvenates dead trees, rejuvenates old age, rejuvenates old age.
General:
When I heard this, the Buddha told Subhuti.This is the only thing that can be done after the kung fu of Yijin has been completed.This name is Jing Ye Zhong, which does not hinder the affairs of the world.During the day, I am in a hurry, busy with clothing and food.After the three meals are finished, the feng shui fire is over.Seeing the stars at dusk, lighting the lamp to illuminate the dark room.After finishing my homework in the evening, I will rest on the bedding.The masses snore and sleep, forgetting life and death.Those who are bright wake up alone, and cultivate in the dark at night—”
Dao Shen only felt that this person must be a senior with great supernatural powers. After each line of scriptures, he left a large section of this person's experience.There are not many scriptures of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, this volume is only one of the three volumes, and the scriptures are even fewer, but this person's experience is more than ten times more than the scriptures.
Dao Shen tried to understand a passage of scriptures by himself, but found that he only saw the "scriptures" but not the "essence".This person is not only a master of Buddhism, but also a master of martial arts.
Turning to the last page, the name is "Tianzhiseng", but the date is not visible.
After pondering for a while, he sat cross-legged and meditated on the scriptures. After a long time, a true power flowed in his body, almost twice as fast as usual.
He was overjoyed, as long as he persisted in practicing, not only would his internal strength not decrease, but it would return to its original state, and if possible, it would gradually increase.
After guiding the real power to run in the body for a few days, he slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of electricity flashed from the eyes, which was breathtaking.
I stood up straight, tried to exercise, and waved my arms lightly, only to feel that my internal strength has improved to a certain extent.I am very happy.
Looking back, Fang Jianming was still in a coma, faintly worried, came to the bed, stretched out his hand to check the other's meridians, his face was stunned, and he suddenly laughed.
It turned out that this kid's injuries had already healed, and at this moment, he was only in a deep sleep.
After waiting for a while, Chen Jinlan and Huang Sheng couldn't help but feel strange.It stands to reason that it should be time for them to come back.
Feeling hungry, call the waiter, serve wine and food.
He was afraid that something would happen to Fang Jianming, so he didn't dare to leave.
(End of this chapter)
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