The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 142

Qian Heng thought about his previous plan carefully, and found that the united front seemed to be his own whimsy, so he was depressed.

Unless the enemy is a demon who is really bent on destroying the world, and does not give human beings any chance, otherwise, when encountering an enemy that is not extreme, a loose alliance will definitely lead to a surrender faction. Ninety percent of them are the vanguard of surrender.

What he considers is the overall situation and the common interests of all common people, but sects like Shaolin have no such cognition and awareness at all. In their eyes, they will always only have one-third of an acre of land for themselves.

Except for me, everyone is an ant.

Not only the northern factions, but also the aristocratic families always consider the interests of one family and one family name. In their thinking, there is no place for the common people in the world.

What Qian Heng thought about before was to make many friends and few enemies, so relying on more to win is an undeniable truth in most worlds.

Both the ancient world and the golden world followed this principle. Qian Heng believed that the world was invincible, but if four or five heavenly warriors besieged him at the same time, he would have no choice but to flee. Quite agreed, and it also made him not discover his mistake for a while.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had fallen into a barrier of knowledge and vision again. If there was a strong man who was not inferior to himself to fight against the united front, he might raise his arms, and many people would turn against him.

This is not only because of Mu Qiang, but also because many powerful people think that Qian Heng's restraint on them is too strict.

Even in the current Tianxia Society, there are many people who disapprove of Qian Heng's behavior deep in their hearts. It seems to be a matter of course for the strong to enjoy everything, but Qian Heng gave them martial arts and elixirs, but firmly restrained them from doing so. Disturbance and disorder, so all kinds of rumors are always circulating.

Fortunately, most of the high-level fighters in Tianxia Society have different brain circuits from ordinary people, such as Li Xunhuan, Chu Liuxiang, Yan Shisan, Xue Yiren... all of them think differently from ordinary people, such as Murong Qiudi, who has normal thinking. It is rare that Qian Heng can firmly suppress the complaints of the middle and lower classes.

And when it comes to the united front with almost no binding force, the situation will inevitably change. It is impossible for him to offer too many benefits to bribe the other party, otherwise it is better to directly expand the Tianxia Society.

All he can do is give them a goal and ideal.

But the goal of the united front is too vague. Qian Heng proposed to fight against the natural disaster that will destroy the world, but no one will take it seriously until he actually meets it.

If the people's wisdom is not developed, if they set too ambitious goals, they will only be regarded as fools.

In fact, if you really encounter the coming of the Yuanshi Heavenly Demon or the abandonment of the Heavenly Emperor, mortals will not be able to hesitate and choose. At that time, there is no need for a united front except to resist or wait for death.

Reflecting on his own mistakes, Qian Heng decided to fine-tune the previous route. The Heroes Conference still needs to be held, but the standards and requirements for the united front to recruit masters should be further improved to ensure that in the face of disasters, front members can resist threats and temptations and remain steadfast. Follow the route set by Qian Heng.

In Qian Heng's opinion, the tightened standard is not too much, but to Shaolin, it is the distance between life and death.

Before Qian Heng only planned to kill Xuanci Yuanzhen and other few people, the other monks in Shaolin ignored it and recruited Sandu and Sweeping Monk into the united front, but now he decided to magnify the problem.

All the monks who caused the 30-year catastrophe in the Northland will be judged by him according to the degree of participation. Those who are light will have their martial arts abolished, and those who are serious will die. From tonight onwards, this holy place of martial arts will become history.

The changes in Qian Heng's heart are very complicated, but in fact it only took a few seconds. For those who have broken their hearts, the speed of thinking increases with their mental strength. Variety.

He grabbed Xuan Ci who had collapsed on the ground, and said to Lian Xing: "Let's go, let's make a big fuss here!"

Without any cover, the two walked out of the meditation room and headed towards the Daxiong Palace. Although it was late, there were still many monks practicing kung fu, and they immediately noticed the abnormality.

Xuanci was wearing a gold-plated cassock, this treasure shone even in the dark, and his identity could be identified at a glance.

Only the abbot of Shaolin can wear the cassock bestowed by the Golden Emperor.

The night immediately became noisy, a few monks stepped forward to shout, and attacked the two of them, trying to save Xuanci, but before reaching the two of them, they were repelled by a powerful force, and they still couldn't get within two feet of Qian Heng. within.

Some monks ran back and forth to deliver news, and when Qian Heng reached the Daxiong Hall, the whole Shaolin was boiling.

In Qian Heng's eyes, more than 20 guru auras gathered in front of the Daxiong Palace almost in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of Lian Xing and the other two.

Fang Zheng, who had the highest martial arts at the scene, proclaimed the name of Buddha, and seeing the two people in front of him, he couldn't help but be terrified.

Lianxing is like a fairy concubine, with snowy skin and jade skin, blue hair like a waterfall, and a pair of star pupils are like the reflection of the Milky Way in the sky, shining brightly.

But Qian Heng was even more frightening. He clearly looked directly at the other party, but he still couldn't see what the other party looked like. From majestic and domineering to lonely and decisive, it changes every moment.

Qian Heng, who has developed his momentum, radiates his unique martial arts will all the time. All the unique skills he has practiced will be displayed, and the masters who can't break the heart can't even see his true face.

Fang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head to give Xuanji a look, and then stepped forward and said, "Why did the two benefactors kidnap the abbot of this temple? If there is a misunderstanding, you might as well speak up to resolve it."

He never mentioned the matter of the two entering the temple without authorization, and only hoped that Xuanji could invite Patriarch Sandu here as soon as possible.

Qian Heng naturally saw Xuanji leaving secretly, which was exactly what he wanted, and it would be the happiest thing to catch them all.

He even reminded: "There is a sweeping monk who has served for decades in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. You might as well invite him, or Shaolin will be removed from the martial arts world tonight."

Qian Heng's words immediately enraged Kong Zhi, he claimed to be proficient in eleven of Shaolin's 72 stunts, and he was always arrogant, so he couldn't bear Qian Heng's words, so he immediately stepped forward to attack.

He slapped it out, which is the first palm technique in Shaolin, Prajna Zen palm.

The word prajna comes from Indian yoga, which means discerning wisdom. This palm is named after it, which requires the practitioners to realize their nature and be able to discern wisdom, so they can calm down and generate wisdom, and see all the weaknesses of the enemy.

As soon as he made a move, other Shaolin masters had no choice but to follow suit. Fangzheng could only give a wry smile, and used the thousand-handed Tathagata palm, one for two, two for four, four for eight... Hundreds of palm shadows appeared in the breath, towards Qian Heng. The two printed it.

More than 20 forces attack together, although they are rushed, the coordination is not tacit, and there is no formation, but so many masters attack together, even the martial arts masters can't stand it, this is the reason for Kong Zhi's attack outrageously.

He didn't believe that two unknown warriors could withstand so many attacks.

Qian Heng laughed lightly, he didn't make a move, he just blinked at Lian Xing, smiled without saying a word.

She smiled helplessly, stretched out her hand and tapped lightly, in an instant there were dozens of forces, straight or curved, yin or yang, rigid or soft, each force hit the weak point of the enemy's moves just right.

The strange power of Yi Hua Jie Yu circulated, and he reversed the opponent's strength and direction in a short time, so that the nearest enemy in front of him couldn't help but hit his companion.

Obviously, more than 20 people attacked the two together, but it suddenly turned into Shaolin's own internal strife. The monk who was attacked could only forcefully raise his true energy, forcefully change his moves, and fight against his companions, which made his blood boil. The monks dare not go forward again.

"Is this the change of time for the Murong family?"

Kong has heard a lot, and blurted it out, but he immediately overturned his judgment, "No, I have seen the star shift, it's not like this, could it be the great shift of the universe of the Mingjiao in the Western Regions?"

Xuannan yelled angrily, "Who cares about her kung fu, it's just a way to use strength to exert strength. As long as we stick to the door and keep using our strength to keep three points, no use of strength will work."

All the monks agreed, this method is indeed the supreme way to deal with borrowing force.

"Your method is indeed effective for the general method of borrowing strength, but it can be used to deal with Yihuahuayuyu, which is a bit whimsical."

Qian Heng sneered, although there are many unique skills in Shaolin, there are really few who can be compared with Yi Hua Jie Yu.

His words were very blunt, but the monks who had just suffered a loss did not attack again. This short fight has proved the strength of the two of them, and they no longer dare to act rashly.

Before, they thought they could defeat the opponent in one fell swoop and save the abbot, but now the monks knew that it was impossible to win quickly, if they angered each other, maybe the two of them would be disadvantageous to Xuanci, and they would be even more restrained at that time.

Fang Zheng finally saw the opportunity to speak, and hurriedly said: "The benefactor is superb in martial arts, and Fang Zheng admires it. Before that, my nephew was too hot-tempered. I will apologize to the two benefactors on his behalf!"

After the ceremony, he said again: "It's not how Abbot Xuanci offended the two benefactors. If it was his fault, I, Shaolin, will definitely not forgive, and I will definitely compensate the two benefactors for their losses."

Qian Heng laughed and said, "Master Fangzheng is worthy of being the abbot of the previous generation. His speech is mellow and smooth, and there is no leakage. But why don't you invite the sweeping monk?"

He suddenly paused, "It seems that there is no need, he has already come."

A gray-robed monk with white beard and hair who looked to be six or seventy years old suddenly appeared in front of the monks, and none of them even saw how he appeared.

At the same time, three old men wearing monk hats and black robes appeared at the entrance of the treasure hall. The movements of these three people were almost synchronized. into one.

These are the sweeping monks and the four people with the highest martial arts in Shaolin, who are crossing hardships, crossing difficulties, and crossing robberies.

(End of this chapter)