Zongwu: More sons and more blessings, starting with Jiang Yuyan

Chapter 127
Jiumozhi's right thumb and index finger lightly clasped together, as if holding a flower, with a smile on his face, it turned out to be one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills, the flower finger.

When Jiumozhi pointed it out, Cao Chengzhi did not draw his sword, and used the same trick of finger-twisting.

Everyone looked at the people in Shaolin Temple with strange expressions. These two people used the flower finger, one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills.

At this moment, the leading master of Shaolin Temple is no longer Junior Brother Yuanzhen, but the abbot of Daming Shaolin Temple, Master Kongwen, one of the four great monks of "knowledge, wisdom and wisdom".

Master Kongwen was delayed because of something, so he met the heroes halfway up the mountain.

Faced with the strange faces of the heroes, Master Kongwen solemnly called out the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

There is no explanation, and it seems that everything has been said, which is confusing.

With Cao Chengzhi's current martial arts and status, even the Shaolin Temple cannot casually be held accountable for stealing Shaolin 72 stunts. Master Kongwen intends to resolve this matter with Cao Chengzhi in private.

As long as Cao Chengzhi pays enough price, Shaolin Temple can turn a blind eye.

However, if Cao Chengzhi refuses to admit it, then Shaolin Temple doesn't mind inviting an eminent monk to tell him what is called Arhat's glaring eyes!

As for Jiumozhi on the opposite side, the face of Tubo Guoshi still has to be given, Master Kongwen decided to turn a blind eye, he is also a member of my Buddhist sect, isn't it normal to know 72 unique skills...

"Amitabha, I didn't expect President Cao to be so knowledgeable and talented that he can even twist fingers."

Quietly hiding his trembling right hand in the cassock, Jiumozhi's heart was already turbulent. Isn't he a swordsman? It's the real Nianhuazhi.

At such a young age, not only the swordsmanship is superb, but even the fingering has such a high attainment. In comparison, I am the first genius of Tantric Buddhism, and I am afraid that I will never dare to be called a genius in the future.

"Hehe, I don't know what the master thinks of my accomplishments in picking up the flower finger?"

"When you reach the pinnacle, the little monk feels ashamed."

Cao Chengzhi shook his head lightly, his family knew about his family affairs.

My comprehension of the 72 stunts is high enough, and with the help of internal strength, ordinary people can't see the difference at all.

But in my own eyes, there is a huge difference, and the reason is the attribute, the inner strength of Yihuajiu is more feminine, while the inner strength of Shaolin is extremely masculine.

I can use my understanding of martial arts to force it, but in front of people of the level of the sweeping monk, there are many loopholes...

However, it is not without a solution. Jiumozhi in front of him happens to possess the Little Formless Skill.

The small Wuxiang Gong is the orthodox magical skill of Taoism. It has no form, no form, no self, no form, and no trace to be found. In the hands of Cao Chengzhi, it can naturally create something out of nothing and generate any attribute.

Cao Chengzhi quietly sent a voice transmission: "Chengzhi is not talented, and martial arts is stuck in a bottleneck. I heard that the master has a unique skill called Xiaowuxianggong. I also ask the master to borrow it. I would like to exchange it with the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon."

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Jiumozhi's face was shocked, and he quickly restrained himself, and said via voice transmission: "But the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the most powerful palm technique in the world?"

"That's right, it's the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan. I wonder if Master is interested?"

Interest, of course I have. Facing the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, even Jiumozhi's heart is a little unsure. I was thinking about whether to directly snatch it, but thinking about Cao Chengzhi's strength...

"Of course I would like to exchange with President Cao, but at this moment, the little monk is invited by Yang Zuoshi to come to help me. Why don't President Cao let us finish this fight first?"

"can."

Cao Chengzhi nodded, knowing in his heart that Jiumozhi just wanted to see his true strength. If possible, he would never mind taking the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon directly.

However, this little calculation doesn't matter to me at all, as long as he obediently cooperates and sends the little Wuxiang Gong, I don't mind giving him some sweetness, if he doesn't cooperate, then it's hard to say...

"Master please make a move!"

"Leader Cao, be careful!"

Jiumozhi made a move with all his strength, using the Dragon Claw Kungfu with his left hand and the Dragon Claw Kung Fu with his right hand, these two great skills were displayed at the same time.

And Cao Chengzhi specially used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to let Jiumozhi see the power of the world's most powerful palm technique. With one move, the dragon has no regrets, and he easily took over the two great skills.

Jiumozhi's complexion did not change, he forcibly suppressed the turbulent Qi and blood in his body, and displayed his legs and the universe in his sleeve like a shadow at the same time.

Cao Chengzhi fought the dragon with a move, and the golden dragon shadow emerged, and Jiumozhi retreated steadily.

The masters looked at Shi Huolong, the head of the beggar gang, with strange expressions, and the meaning in their eyes was obvious: Isn't this the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of your beggar gang?

Judging by the strength of that golden dragon shadow, you, Shi Huolong, are not even a small snake in front of Leader Cao.

At this moment, Shi Huolong felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He didn't know where Cao Chengzhi learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it was much stronger than his genuine one.

Thinking of the loneliness of his Beggar Clan, Shi Huolong dared not speak out, and could only pretend like nothing happened in Shaolin Temple.

Jiumozhi used 72 stunts one after another, Shaolin abbot Master Kongwen still acted as if he had nothing to do with him, this kind of heart is really amazing.

My mind can't help but drift to the Great Song Beggars' Gang. There are many masters in the Great Song Beggars' Gang. Whether it is Hong Qigong, Guo Jing or Qiao Feng, they are all famous figures in the Song Dynasty. Maybe they can be asked to take back the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms .

After retreating nine steps in a row, Jiumozhi finally stabilized his body, unleashed a powerful Vajra Fist, and finally defeated the golden dragon shadow.

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are so powerful, please ask League Leader Cao to take the poor monk's last move!"

It was Ningma Temple's unique skill 'Flame Knife'. I saw Jiumozhi slash 81 palms in a row, and every time he slashed, an incomparably sharp scorching saber aura emerged.

After 81 palms, a powerful flaming saber net condensed in the air, Jiumozhi's complexion paled visibly with the naked eye.

A huge heat wave rushed towards the face, and the flags around the martial arts field ignited spontaneously without fire. The scorching high temperature caused all the heroes to change countenance. This kind of martial arts is really miraculous!
Shangguan Jinhong secretly rejoiced that the treasure tree king he met before was not so strong, if he met this monk, he would definitely lose.

"If leader Cao can take this trick, I will admit defeat!"

"it is good!"

Cao Chengzhi didn't talk nonsense, with luck in both palms, Shocking Baili, the most powerful of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, was cast out, and a huge golden dragon shadow emerged.

Seeing that Cao Chengzhi still didn't draw his sword, Jiumozhi was very disappointed. Could it be that his unique flame knife couldn't even make him draw his sword?
"Yan..."

A burst of dragon chant shook the crowd, and they almost fell to the ground. Afterwards, Cao Chengzhi pushed his palms flat, and the golden dragon shadow moved with his palms, roaring towards Jiumozhi like mountains and seas.

"combine!"

Jiumo Zhibao looked majestic, and between the waving of his palms, the knife net formed by 81 flaming knives collapsed directly, and then condensed into an incomparably huge flaming knife aura.

For a while, the temperature on the field rose by another three points.

Golden Dragon Shadow vs Flame Saber Qi!
"Rumble..."

A huge explosion sounded, and the heroes held their breaths, not wanting to miss this rare and wonderful duel.

The golden dragon shadow and the flaming saber aura faced each other tit-for-tat, killing each other. In the end, the golden dragon shadow was superior. After the flame saber aura was wiped out, the golden dragon shadow had only one dragon claw left.

Under Cao Chengzhi's control, the dragon claws stayed in front of Jiumozhi, and Cao Chengzhi began to ask: "I wonder if the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon can still enter the Master's Dharma Eye?"

"Amitabha, I admire you."

Jiumozhi took out a cheat book from his bosom: "This is the Little Formless Art, please read it over, Chief Cao."

"Hahaha, the master really promises a thousand gold."

Cao Chengzhi took over the Xiao Wuxiang Gong with a smile, and at the same time took out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from his bosom, and handed it to Jiumozhi in exchange.

"Ding, after discovering the small non-phase kung fu, will the host learn it immediately?"

"Yes."

A huge feeling emerged in his heart, Cao Chengzhi put away his little Wuxiang Gong calmly, and shouted to the Mingjiao people: "I don't know who will teach me next?"

Everyone naturally saw the scene of the two exchanging secret books, but due to the deterrence of the two, no one dared to question or joke, not to mention the extremely powerful Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but Jiumozhi's Flaming Saber , Few people present dared to say that they could take over.

Only Yang Xiao, Ding Chunqiu, and Dongfang Bubai were left on the side of Mingjiao who did not make a move. Yang Xiao cupped his hands at Ding Chunqiu and said:
"Please also ask the old fairy to help me save Mingjiao. I promise that the old fairy's reward will be doubled!"

"Forget it, the old fairy will come to meet him!"

Seeing the duel between Cao Chengzhi and Jiumozhi, Ding Chunqiu felt a little guilty, he didn't want to make a move at first, but Yang Xiao's reward was doubled directly, Ding Chunqiu still couldn't hold back his greed.

What's more, Cao Chengzhi in front of him, at his age, is rare to be able to practice such martial arts. He has absolutely no energy to detoxify, so he can catch him by surprise!

Age is his blemish, he just hit such a powerful palm, he will not have much internal energy left, and he does not have enough internal energy to resist his own poison, no matter how advanced his martial arts is, and his moves are exquisite, he will only die!
"Dong dong dong dong..."

Seeing that the master finally made a move, Xingxiu disciples beat gongs and drums one after another, and the martial arts arena was full of gongs and drums, and it was very lively.

There was even a group of people waving their flags and shouting, and they saw words such as "Old Immortal Xingxiu", "Supernatural Powers", "Boundless Magic Power", "Megatronic" and so on embroidered on the flags.

The heroes all looked helpless. They saw the gongs and drums in their hands just now. They thought they were some strange weapons, but unexpectedly, they were really simple gongs and drums.

With Xingxiu faction's bragging tactic, four words emerged in the hearts of the heroes: smelly and shameless...

"Son Cao Chengzhi, remember, the one who killed you is Xingxiu old fairy Ding Chunqiu!"

(End of this chapter)