The blood of the heavens

Chapter 152 The mentality is broken

"Get out of the way!"

Hearing such a voice, the three Kongwen and others who stood watching the battle knew something was wrong, and flew up immediately.

It has to be said that Kongwen and the others still have a sense of crisis.

As soon as their figures dodged, the iron chain wrapped around Zhang Yuzhu broke into many small pieces, and they just wanted to shoot around.

Even if this bowl-thick iron chain is broken into several pieces, its power cannot be underestimated.

In particular, it also contains Sandu's internal strength, as well as Zhang Yuzhu's strength when wrestling with them.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sound of piercing the sky was transmitted directly, followed by the sound of surrounding trees collapsing.

The chain, which was broken into several sections, hit the big tree, and cut the big tree in half. If it hits a person, how can it survive?

This voice naturally attracted the attention of Shaolin monks, and masters continued to come towards the back mountain.

Seeing that the danger was gone, the three of Kongwen immediately stood up and stopped the Shaolin monks who continued to move forward.

"Who is that?"

Yuan at the side looked at the front in disbelief, he has been hiding in Shaolin Temple for so long, yet he still doesn't know that there are three innate masters in Shaolin Temple?

He is the apprentice of Kongjian Divine Monk, and he can be regarded as the core of Shaolin, but he doesn't know that Shaolin Temple has three innate talents!

No matter how horrified Yuan was standing behind, Zhang Yuzhu didn't intend to stop at all.

Seeing that this bowl-thick iron chain has been completely snapped, the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation must be self-defeating.

Sandu didn't have the iron chain in his hands, and they couldn't move easily. Now they are just fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Master Zhang, I, Shaolin, have surrendered!"

Kong Wen over there saw that Zhang Yuzhu actually picked up the giant hammer on the ground, obviously intending to continue the fight.

This frightened Kong Wen, it doesn't matter if Zhang Yuzhu is dead or not, but Sandu of Shaolin can't die.

They are the confidence of Shaolin. They have three innate masters, and they are masters of formation. This is also the reason why Shaolin can stand tall.

If three of them were injured because of the martial arts competition, then Kong Wen's crime would be serious.

"Admit defeat?"

The giant hammer held in Zhang Yuzhu's hand drooped.

"Amitabha!"

Kong Wen calmed down, and said to the monks behind him, "You go back!"

"Abbot!"

A group of disciples looked at Kong Wen, their faces were flushed, they are from Shaolin!

"go back!"

Kong Xing at the side was both relieved and annoyed when he saw the Shaolin disciples like this.

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

The Shaolin disciples who came to the back mountain all went back one by one, only Sandu, Zhang Yuzhu, and Kongwen were left on the scene.

"The donor is so powerful!"

The Vajra Subduing Demon Circle was broken, and Sandu's aura was also chaotic, which is why they didn't speak up just now. Now that the breathing has been adjusted, they can naturally speak.

"My old man and others are not as skilled as others!"

"Uncle Master!"

Kongwen looked at Sandu with a worried expression.

"Abbot, take Master Zhang back with you!"

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

After Kongwen bowed to Sandu, "Master Zhang, please!"

"You three old monks are really good at martial arts!"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at the three people in front of him, "If your skill is higher and this iron chain is stronger, only God knows who will win today!"

"Master Zhang, please!"

Kong Wen on the side saw that Zhang Yuzhu didn't seem to want to leave yet, so he said it again quickly.

The point is, they can see that the giant hammer in Zhang Yuzhu's hand has not been put down, if he really strikes suddenly.

The background of Shaolin is really gone.

At this time, Kong Wen felt a little regretful.

He regretted that he should not have brought Zhang Yuzhu to the back mountain.

He thought to himself that having three innate talents was enough to suppress Zhang Yuzhu, and then imprisoned him in the back mountain to save him.

Let Zhang Yuzhu be the guardian of Shaolin.

However, in the current situation, imprisoning Zhang Yuzhu?
This is simply a fool's dream. If Zhang Yuzhu really got angry, Shaolin would really be gone.

"Row!"

Zhang Yuzhu nodded, and walked outside with the giant hammer in his hand.

Kong Wen hurriedly followed behind Zhang Yuzhu, as for Kongxing and Kongzhi, the two monks stayed behind to take care of Sandu.

Zhang Yuzhu, who was walking on the road, had already discovered his weakness in practicing external skills.

If someone entangles him with an extremely tough fishing net or iron chain, if he can't break those things, he may really be defeated, and even his life may be in danger.

Although Zhang Yuzhu directly broke the thick iron rope today, but this is the world of martial arts, who knows if there is anything stronger than this thick iron rope in this world?
Everything is forewarned, and if not forewarned, it will be abandoned. Zhang Yuzhu must consider these things clearly.

Along the way, Zhang Yuzhu and Kong Wen didn't speak, and they went directly to Kong Wen's meditation room.

After arriving in the Zen room, Kong Wen went directly to a dark room and took out a book with yellowed pages.

"Master Zhang, this is the Yi Jin Jing!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuzhu took it directly and flipped through it.

"Isn't this still a way to practice inner strength?"

After reading it, after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Yuzhu finally understood that the Yi Jin Jing has the word tendon in its name, but it has nothing to do with training tendons.

"Is the Shenzujing hidden there a martial art for training tendons?"

Zhang Yuzhu suddenly thought of the Yi Jin Jing in Tianlong Babu. As long as the paper is wet, another kind of exercise, Shenzu Jing, will appear.

"Master Kongwen, don't you know there is water here?"

"water?"

Kong Wen on the side looked at Zhang Yuzhu carefully flipping through the Yi Jin Jing, wondering what was going on in his mind, but his face was very calm.

"Have!"

As he said that, Kong Wen directly handed over a bowl of tea.

Zhang Yuzhu took the tea in his hand, and when he was about to pour the Yi Jin Jing into the water, he stopped immediately.

What if this is a manuscript?
Zhang Yuzhu is very clear that the original text of Yi Jin Jing is in Sanskrit.

And what he had in his hand was not Sanskrit, if it was Sanskrit, he would definitely not be able to understand it.

Kong Wen on the side also saw Zhang Yuzhu's actions, and he was extremely puzzled.

What is Zhang Yuzhu doing?
Especially when he saw that Zhang Yuzhu wanted to pour water on the books, he almost couldn't help but stop him.

However, unexpectedly, Zhang Yuzhu stopped halfway through.

"Master Kongwen!"

At this moment, he heard Zhang Yuzhu's voice.

"Master Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Master, do you know where the original Yi Jin Jing is?"

Zhang Yuzhu pointed to the Yi Jin Jing in his hand and said, "I still want to read the original!"

"Look at the original?"

Kong Wen had a puzzled look on his face, isn't the original version the same as the translated version?
"Master Zhang, it was lost a long time ago!"

However, Kong Wen still answered, at this time, the most important thing is to send away the plague god Zhang Yuzhu as soon as possible.

"This is left by the eminent monk in the temple according to his memory!"

"It was originally lost?"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Kong Wen as if he was joking.

"That's right," Kong Wen nodded, "The original has been lost for hundreds of years!"

"That would be a pity!"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at the Yi Jin Jing in his hand and said with some regret.

"pity?"

Master Kongwen on the side didn't know what Zhang Yuzhu meant.

"That's right, it's a pity!"

Zhang Yuzhu took it for granted, "For martial arts cheats, it's better to see the original!"

Seeing Kong Wen's puzzled look, Zhang Yuzhu secretly thought about it.

"Does Master Kongwen know the Nine Suns Divine Art?"

"Know!"

Hearing this, Master Kongwen's face darkened immediately.

This Nine Suns Divine Art is originally one of the unique skills of Shaolin Temple.

That's right, Master Kongwen thinks so.

Because the Nine Suns Divine Art is recorded in the Langa Sutra in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion.

I don't know which Shaolin eminent monk created this, but it turned out to be stolen.

Divide it into three parts, this is a supernatural skill, if it is lost like this, can Kong Wen's face not be black?
"Does Master Nakongwen know where the Nine Suns Sutra is recorded?"

"Record?"

Kong Wen on the side was immediately fascinated, "Of course it's recorded in the Langa Sutra!"

"You mean?"

Master Kongwen finally reacted.

Zhang Yuzhu's meaning is obvious. Since the original Langa Sutra can record a kind of peerless martial arts, it may not be impossible to record some other peerless martial arts in the Yi Jin Jing.

"That's right!"

Seeing that Kong Wen finally came to his senses, Zhang Yuzhu immediately gave an affirmative answer.

"It was already lost!"

Kong Wen said it again, but his face was dark and frightening.

"What do these eminent monks of all ages want to do?"

Kong Wen secretly slandered, "Why don't you mention the various martial arts created, but have to hide them in various scriptures?"

"Isn't this laying mines for the younger generation?"

"If it is said and recorded, wouldn't Shaolin become even stronger?"

"Especially this Yi Jin Jing is so difficult to practice, if you have the Nine Suns Manual in hand, will Shaolin still be crushed by Wudang?"

"You know, this Sanfeng only got one-third of the Nine Suns Manual!"

"Master Zhang," Kong Wen on the side slandered for a while, then turned his gaze to Zhang Yuzhu, "I have a question."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Kong Wen's probing eyes, "Please tell me!"

"Why is Master Zhang so familiar with my Shaolin martial arts?"

"What's more, whether it's the Nine Suns Scripture or the Yijinjing, they are basically untold secrets!"

"How did Master Zhang know?"

"What's more, it's been nearly a hundred years since the matter of the Lenga Sutra, how can Master Zhangmen be so clear?"

"Many people, even the monks in the temple, don't know that the Nine Suns Sutra comes from the Langa Sutra!"

"I just heard about it!"

Zhang Yuzhu didn't answer this question. Can he tell Kong Wen that he actually saw it in a book?

Seeing that Zhang Yuzhu didn't want to answer, Kong Wen had no choice.

How can he be?
Zhang Yuzhu is so powerful, does he dare to ask?
"Master Zhangmen," Kong Wen was really curious, what kind of martial art is in this Yi Jin Jing, it can be seen by the invincible man in front of him, is it better than Yi Jin Jing?
"I wonder if you can tell me what kind of martial art is hidden in this Yi Jin Jing!"

"This is not a problem!"

Zhang Yuzhu didn't keep any secrets about this, "It is said that if the original Yi Jin Jing is wet!"

"There will be another peerless martial art that is no less than Yi Jin Jing!"

Hearing this, Kong Wen's breathing became a little short.

This is a peerless martial art no less than Yi Jin Jing!
Kong Wen's heart hurts, who is the useless abbot who lost the original Yi Jin Jing?

However, Zhang Yuzhu's next words did not make Kong Wen feel ashamed, but made him feel heartbroken.

"The most important thing is that martial arts is far easier to practice than the Yi Jin Jing!"

"There is a person who does not have any foundation in martial arts, after obtaining the martial arts that appeared, he became a peerless master in just two years!"

Seeing that Kong Wen didn't understand what peerless master meant, Zhang Yuzhu added another sentence.

"It's an innate master!"

"What did you say?"

Kong Wen immediately lost his composure, and didn't even call out to Zhang Sect Master, this is innate!

Reach innate within two years!

Thinking about my eyebrows and beard almost turning white, and still spinning around the day after tomorrow, Kongwen's mentality collapsed immediately!

　Thank you book friend Ma Bu for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)