The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 144 Shaolin Forbidden Martial Arts
With three moves, Qian Heng defeated all Shaolin masters.

The martial arts of the sweeping monk was abolished, and the others fell seriously ill and couldn't afford it.

Not counting the ground-hunters in the Great Hall of Great Heroes, there are still dozens of second-rate masters in Shaolin Temple. If they form a formation and form the formation of Shaolin Eighteen Arhats, they can still sweep away most of the big schools in the Jianghu.

This is their last hope for a comeback.

Qian Heng deliberately gave them time to gather, and when the Eighteen Arhats Formation was set up, he played a few times and easily defeated one of the three major formations in the world.

Back at the Great Hall of Great Heroes, Fang Zheng has recovered some of his mobility. The Yi Jin Jing he practiced is worthy of his reputation as a world-class master. At this time, most of the wind and cold have been eliminated.

It's just that he had a delicate mind, and he still lay down on the ground, pretending to be the same as the monks around him, waiting for the opportunity.

But Qian Heng saw his details at a glance, and said with a smile, "Master Fangzheng likes to rest on the floor?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from Qian Heng, he could only get up and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect the benefactor's eyesight to be so high. I just recovered a little, and you saw me."

Qian Heng laughed, "Master, you don't need to flatter. I won't soften my heart just because of good words."

He made a sudden attack, with invisible energy attacking his body, killing several monks including Xuanci Yuanzhen.

Fang Zheng didn't expect him to attack suddenly, and it was too late to stop him, so he could only roar angrily, "What are you doing!"

Qian Heng sneered, "Didn't I say before that we want to sweep away the demonic atmosphere in the pure place of Buddhism. These people are the source of the demonic atmosphere."

Although the sweeping monk was useless in martial arts, he still had the strength to speak. At this moment, he couldn't help but angrily said: "Is it my Buddha who killed people?"

"Abbot Xuanci, what is wrong with Yuan Zhen and the others?"

Although Qian Heng spoke loudly before, he actually just defeated the monks and did not kill anyone. Many people, including Fang Zheng, thought that although Qian Heng spoke loudly, he did not intend to kill anyone. Prove he didn't lie.

Qian Heng didn't bother to explain the matter of Ye Erniang and Xie Xun to everyone. Even based on the matter of Beidi, these people are unforgivable.

"You should take care of yourself better."

shhhhhh!
Dozens of fingers pierced through the air, hit the vital points of the dantian of everyone present, and broke the sea of ​​energy in which they stored their energy.

All the monks' thick and true energy turned into nothing, and the martial arts they had cultivated for decades were completely abolished.

"From today onwards, Shaolin will add a temple rule that monks are not allowed to practice martial arts. In the pure place of Buddhism, only true cultivators who practice meditation and practice Buddha are allowed."

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Qian Heng entrenched in Shaolin for three days and thoroughly cleaned out the largest sect in the Jianghu. Almost [-]% of the monks died under his hands, and most of the remaining monks were abolished in martial arts.

A small number of monks who did not participate in evil and were unwilling to give up martial arts were expelled from the Shaolin gate and disappeared down the mountain.

On Mount Shaoshi, it was transformed into a place of forbidden martial arts, and the only supervisor was Xiao Yuanshan who was subdued.

"Didn't you distribute martial arts to the world before, why do you want to ban martial arts here?"

Lianxing didn't understand Qian Heng's mental journey, so she asked curiously.

"This world, after all, is different from our world."

Qian Heng sighed, "Since Yongle, Ming Dynasty has experienced more than 100 years of peace, and the fights and hegemony of people in the rivers and lakes rarely involve ordinary people. It will give the common people a bite to eat, and in this world, the war has never subsided, and the courage of the warriors in the rivers and lakes has long since lost their courage."

Lian Xing also listened to Xuanci's self-report, and knew that the northern factions had almost become a real separatist regime since the Northern Song Dynasty perished 30 years ago.

No, it might as well be a separatist regime. At least the separatist forces have to consider that civilian oppression is too heavy to rebel, but the martial arts sect with its own extraordinary strength is not afraid of ordinary peasant uprisings at all.

Martial arts masters can't deal with the regular army head-on, but if they assassinate the leader of Caotai Panzi, it's like picking something out of a pocket.

A peasant uprising without leadership could not threaten the rule of the big faction, so they naturally tried their best to treat the people under their rule more cruelly than the imperial court.

The south of Yanshan Mountain and the north of Huaihe River belong to the Kingdom of Jin in name, but in fact it has long been the territory of Shaolin, Songshan, Hengshan, Taishan, Huashan, Quanzhen, Yandong, Sun Moon God Sect, etc., regardless of Jin or Song Dynasty. Ting wants to intervene, but they will not allow it.

The consciousness of their own small groups has been deeply ingrained, and it is absolutely impossible to be resolved. The stronger they become in the future, the greater the threat to the central government.

"Speaking of which, there was a period of time in the ancient world. It was also after Jingkang, and the Northland completely became the private land of the Jianghu sect. It lasted for more than 100 years, until the magician came and wiped everything away with absolute violence."

Lianxing nodded, she did think of the similarities in history, "Could it be that this is the inevitability of history?"

"The separatism of sects is inevitable. This is the influence of martial arts. The higher the force of the top warriors, the weaker the dynasty's restraint on them. Once a certain critical point is broken through, the court can only become a law and order authority. tools, and the emperor becomes insignificant."

Lian Xing raised her eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile: "You are the one who broke through the critical point, right?"

Qian Heng sighed: "I'm just one of them. There will be many people like this in the future, and the court's way of ruling will gradually become outdated."

"If such masters appear in large numbers in these sects that only care about the interests of their own small groups, what the world will look like can be seen from the current Northland."

The wars are endless, life and death are uncertain, ordinary people are alive, and they don't know when they will suddenly suffer a catastrophe and die unexpectedly.

"But weren't you more worried about encountering the disaster of destroying the world before, so you established a united front and gathered experts just in case, why has it changed now?"

Qian Heng said helplessly: "I'm not a saint, so I can count everything. My previous thoughts were a bit too naive. I overestimated the moral standards of warriors in the Golden World. If we build a united front according to the previous standards, it will definitely not meet my estimate. Purpose."

"The big faction in the North has no value in being united at all. They are only worthy of being destroyed."

This actually stems from the filter he left behind when he read novels back then. He always subconsciously beautifies the warriors of the Naga World, ignoring what kind of chain reaction the appearance of warriors would cause in the real world.

The rivers and lakes of the ancient world actually gave him a lot of misleading, making him mistakenly think that the golden world is similar, but the facts have proved that the two may be about the same in terms of martial arts, but the two sides are far apart in terms of bottom line.

Of course, except for Wudang, at least when Zhang Sanfeng was still there, the painting style of this school was different from other big schools.

Qian Heng counted, and the Quanzhen Sect can count as half of them. Years before Yue Fei died, Wang Chongyang had been organizing rebels to fight against gold, but he was defeated repeatedly. The Tomb of the Dead, the Quanzhen Sect was founded more than ten years ago.

His hands were stained red with the blood of Xuanci Yuanzhen and others, and the progress of the Tianzi Wangqi Art suddenly increased, almost reaching half of the progress bar.

Of course, there is no progress bar, this is just the data that Qian Heng came up with, but he feels that it is not much worse.

At this time, if you turn your full strength to look at the qi technique, there will be a vision of the left eye turning golden and the right eye shining silver, but you can still only see the dynasty luck during the cultivation process.

Compared with before, most countries have not changed much, and the dragon aura of Xiliao is even weaker, and the red light that swallows its dragon aura can already see the shape of a firebird.

But the biggest change is the Dragon Qi of the Kingdom of Jin. The tiger that had been biting the Dragon Qi before was lazily sleeping soundly, but the light blue color representing the Dragon Qi of the Kingdom of Jin is no longer visible.

According to Tian Zi Wang Qi Shu, this means that the Kingdom of Jin has been destroyed, and there is no hope of recovery.

But obviously he hadn't heard of any major changes in the Kingdom of Jin, and all the places were as usual, even more stable than usual.

Qian Heng became more and more curious. If he didn't want to practice the Tianzi Wangqi technique to get rid of the influence of the mysterious power, he would immediately go to see what happened.

"I don't know if Ah Fei and the two have discovered anything."

Lian Xing was a little worried about the situation of the two of them. Qian Heng actually felt that his previous arrangement was a bit inappropriate. He mistakenly thought that the martial arts in the golden world was safer than the ancient world, but he didn't expect the fact to be the other way around.

"Trust the two of them, Ah Fei is smart and alert, and it won't be so easy to get into trouble."

He comforted Lian Xing, but Qian Heng decided to sweep away the Songshan sect next to Shaolin, went north to Heimuya, Hebei, picked the Sun Moon God Sect, and then went to Yanjing to have a look.

Qian Heng spent another day picking out useful martial arts cheats from the Sutra Pavilion, as well as research materials from the three major martial arts institutions of Bodhidharma, Arhat Hall, and Prajna Hall, and then asked Xuan Ku, the only one who had not been abolished Lead some martial arts and escort them to the Vulture Palace in Tianshan.

Qiao Feng's mentor was unwilling to succumb to Qian Heng, but Qian Heng has many ways to deal with such bottom line people.

He just threatened to change Shaolin's name, and the other party reluctantly agreed to escort him.

The first stop of the escort was the Songshan sect, when Xuan Ku arrived, he could only see the Songshan disciples laying on the ground.

Because he opposed the line of the two generations of abbots, he has been suppressed all the time. He has almost never been to Shaoshi Mountain. Bin, Tang Yingja, Jin Maoshi Gao Kexin, Jiuqu Jianzhong Town, Great Yin and Yang Shou Lehou, God Whip Deng Bagong...there are quite a few of the famous Songshan Thirteen Taibao.

Not only is the Songshan School full of masters, but there are even many masters of evil ways, such as the famous and vicious Baiban evil star, and his apprentice Qinghai Yixiao.

The only thing he could recognize was Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan School who was kneeling on the ground and spurting blood.

Of course, Zuo Lengchan also saw him, although he didn't recognize Xuan Ku as someone in Shaolin, but he was overjoyed, he knew the Shaolin costumes clearly, knew that the person in front of him was from Xuanzi's generation, and he was skilled in martial arts. Not low enough to wear orange-yellow cassock.

"This master, leave immediately. The murderer is tyrannical. I Songshan can't resist it. Please ask Shaolin for help quickly, with the righteousness of the whole martial arts!"

His voice was as loud as thunder, fearing that Qian Heng would not hear him, and at the same time secretly accumulating energy, preparing to escape or hijack the stunning beauty around him when Qian Heng went to deal with the monk.

But to his surprise, the young man sweeping across Songshan Mountain didn't even look back, and the Shaolin monk walked over step by step as if he didn't hear his words.

"The left master should accept his fate, Shaolin has already been picked by this young hero."

(End of this chapter)