Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 275 I Can't Help My Child

The master in the dark obviously didn't want to do it in full view.

Let Jiangnan rush to the dense forest away from everyone, and then suddenly show his figure in front of Jiangnan.

Jiang Nan could see clearly that this was indeed an old monk with white beard and hair.

However, different from the haggard appearance of ordinary old people, this old monk has a red face and vigorous blood despite his age. He looks stronger than a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Jiang Nan knew that it must be because of the monk's profound skills and his physical training skills that he had reached a very advanced level, so he was able to maintain such a state at such an old age.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk first proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then he smiled and said to the alert Jiangnan:
"The benefactor has such martial arts at such a young age, I'm afraid he is Ji Buha's personal disciple?"

"The national teacher is really bold. Letting you and other talented disciples be presumptuous in my Dachan Temple's territory, you are not afraid of accidents and breaking the inheritance."

"I've seen the master!" Jiangnan first bowed slightly, saluted, and then explained:

"Grandmaster may have misunderstood. I am not a disciple of the national teacher, and I don't know Ji Buha. This "Sky Strike Dafa" was obtained from a friend named Wang Teng."

Jiang Nan said, fearing that the old monk would not know who Wang Teng was, he added an explanation: "My friend named Wang Teng is the son of Invincible King Meng Wang Hero."

"Wang Meng." The old monk suddenly said: "It turns out that his "Hundred Steps Divine Fist" is actually a variant of "Sky Strike Dafa". No wonder, the poor monk always feels that something is wrong."

"That's right. I only discovered this secret after studying "Sky Strike Dafa." Jiang Nan nodded, and then asked with some doubts: "Master, what did the master say about Jibuha, the national teacher of the prairie? Could it be that this "Sky Strike Dafa" "Is it actually Jibuha's stunt?"

"So, isn't Wang Meng Wang Hero related to the prairie people?"

Jiang Nan said, showing a shocked expression.

As if hearing this information for the first time.

The old monk stared at Jiangnan's expression with blazing eyes, as if he was distinguishing the truth of Jiangnan's words.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled: "Young man, your brain turns around very quickly."

"However, no matter whether you are related to the grassland national teacher or not, it is an indisputable fact that you attacked the Buddhist disciples of the monastery secretly."

"You go back to the Great Chan Temple with the poor monk first, and then we will find out when your master comes."

The old monk has a profound realm, and at this time he has discovered the specialness of Jiangnan——

Not only is the energy and blood far superior to warriors of the same realm, but even the strength of the physical body seems to be far superior to the innate monks who practice top-notch physical training in the Great Zen Temple.

Especially its aura, the old monk felt faintly familiar.

It seems that this young man is still practicing martial arts with the same origin as the Great Chan Temple.

The old monk was astonished, and decided to bring Jiangnan back to the Great Zen Temple, and then slowly explore the secrets about him.

As for whether Jiangnan was a disciple of the Prairie State Teacher, the old monk actually didn't care too much.

Regardless of his status, even if he is a murderous big devil, as long as he enters the Great Zen Temple, the old monk has a way to convert him into a follower of the Buddha.

"Uh... don't bother. Speaking of tutors, you may still know the master." Jiangnan fooled in a serious manner.

"Who is your master?" the old monk asked in surprise.

"My master's Dharma name is Xingdian, and people in the Jianghu gave him a nickname, the Killing Monk."

In order to escape, Jiangnan had to raise the banner of Xingdian.

"Huh?" The old monk was taken aback when he heard the words: "Are you the disciple of Nephew Xingdian?"

"As far as I know, his strength is not much stronger than yours."

The old monk was skeptical.

However, when this sentence was asked, it showed that there was a little looseness in his heart.

Xingdian was also the genius seed of the Dachan Temple, and he has practiced the secret book of the Dachan Temple "Book of Changes Washing the Marrow".

If the young man in front of him is really a disciple of Xingdian, and he has practiced the "Book of Changes Washing the Marrow" since he was a child, it is not impossible to exercise such a powerful blood and body.

However, Xingdian has been expelled from the Great Chan Temple for many years. With him alone, without the support of such a huge force as the Great Chan Temple, can he really teach such a perverted disciple?

You must know that the Buddhist disciples of the Great Zen Temple are still stuck in the Longmen realm and have been unable to break through for a long time.

"The master doesn't know something. The master has already broken through and concentrated. With this meager strength, I dare not compare with the master." Jiang Jiang said casually.

"Oh? Nephew Xingdian has already broken through Concentration? Haha, I saw him right back then!"

The news that Jiang Nan made up casually obviously made the old monk extremely happy.

Even the eyes that look at Jiangnan are much kinder.

However, Jiang Nan is not completely lying.

Jiangnan has helped Xingdian several times, and Xingdian has also taught Jiangnan martial arts. Although the two of them do not have the name of masters and apprentices, they can be regarded as a little bit of masters and apprentices.

Moreover, Jiangnan passed the "Great King Kong Power" to Xingdian, so that he had the complete version of "King Kong Immortality".

When we parted before, Xingdian said that he would go to HLD to make a breakthrough.

With Xingdian's aptitude and accumulation, coupled with the full version of "King Kong Immortal Art", maybe he has already broken through Dingshen at this time.

"Master, it was indeed wrong before." Jiangnan explained while the iron was hot: "However, I didn't mean anything malicious, I just wanted to make a joke with Buddha. Who knows, I used too much force... Hehe."

"Look, do I not need to go to the Great Chan Temple for the time being?"

"So as not to embarrass each other when we meet Buddha."

"Let's talk about it. You know, my master hasn't returned to the Great Chan Temple yet, so I'll go first, that's not good."

Before, there was indeed a monk from the Great Chan Temple who invited Xingdian to return to the Great Chan Temple, promising to use the resources of the Great Chan Temple to help him break through his concentration.

Xingdian was arrogant and wanted to make a breakthrough on his own, but he didn't agree at that time.

This old monk, as a high-ranking member of the Great Chan Temple, must know about this matter.

Jiang Nan deliberately proposed that he wanted to find an excuse not to go to the Longtan and Tiger's Den of the Dachan Temple with the old monk.

really.

The old monk said happily: "It's rare for you to think about your master."

Jiang Nan was overjoyed when he heard the words.

From these words, the old monk obviously agreed with Jiangnan's fabricated identity.

Jiang Nan felt that it was really possible today that he could get out of the crisis just by flicking with his three-inch tongue without using hands.

Who knows.

The old monk went on, but changed his voice:
"However, your master has a stubborn personality and strong self-esteem. I don't know when I want him to go back and return to the Great Chan Temple."

"It's just right, you come back to the temple with me. Your master is worried about your safety and will definitely come to look for you."

"It just so happens that when the time comes, you master and apprentice will recognize your ancestors and return to your clan together."

Jiang Nan was dumbfounded when he heard the words.

After fooling around for a long time, the result is still trapped in the Great Zen Temple.

"Uh, why don't you use it?" Jiang Nan pretended to be embarrassed, "I think it would be better if I persuade Master."

"Going back with the master like this now, with no name or distinction, is easy to be misunderstood."

Seeing that the old monk was unmoved, Jiang Nan turned his head and continued:
"I'm here, I'm actually following the orders of my master, and I want to give a big gift to the Dachan Temple first. Then, let the master go back to the temple in a good manner."

"Oh? What kind of gift?" The old monk finally became interested.

""Great King Kong Power", "Jiangnan replied.

The old monk was shocked.

In a blink of an eye, he was already in front of Jiangnan, clasped Jiangnan's shoulders with both hands, and asked loudly:

"Is what you said true?"

Ever since the founder of the Vajra Sect defected, the monks of the Great Chan Temple have always dreamed of finding the "Great King Kong Divine Power", so that the supreme divine skill of the Great Chan Temple, "King Kong Indestructible Magic", can be reappeared.

pity!

The Vajra Sect is supported by the Demon Cult. For so many years, the Great Chan Temple has exhausted all means, but it has never been able to achieve its wish.

No wonder the old monk lost his temper in such agitation.

"Master, you hurt me!"

Jiang Nan pursed his lips.

Only then did the old monk come to his senses, let go of his hands, and said apologetically, "Amitabha, it's a poor monk who has made a fool of himself!"

"The "Great King Kong Power" you mentioned just now, is it true?" The old monk asked impatiently again.

"The reason why my teacher was able to break through concentration is thanks to the help of "Great King Kong Power." Jiang Nan did not answer directly, but directly threw out a heavy news.

There was a flash of joy on the old monk's face, and then he showed a look of sudden realization.

I have no doubts about Jiangnan's words.

Although Xingdian has extraordinary aptitude, he is a rare martial arts genius in the Great Chan Temple.

However, if you want to break through from innate concentration, you don't just need to have aptitude.

Before, when Jiang Nan said that Xingdian had already broken through the concentration, the old monk was still wondering how Xingdian could break through without the help of the Great Zen Temple.

At this time, after listening to Jiangnan's words, he finally realized.

Xingdian himself had practiced the "Book of Changes Washing the Marrow Sutra", and if he obtained the "Great Vajra Divine Power", it would be a complete "King Kong Indestructible Magic".In this way, it is not surprising that the breakthrough is concentrated.

Thinking of this, the old monk's heart was burning, and he looked at Jiangnan with burning eyes, and he almost stretched out his hands.

If there is a complete "King Kong Immortal Art", maybe the old monk himself can go a step further.

Jiangnan was stared at Alexander by the old monk.

With a wry smile, he said, "Wait a minute, master, then the "Great King Kong Power" will be remembered in my heart."

"Let's find a pair of pens and ink, and write it silently, and hand it over to the master."

"it is good."

The old monk happily agreed.

Grabbing Jiangnan's arm, he flew into the air.

The wind whistled.

But after a while, the old monk had pulled Jiangnan to land in a nearby place that seemed like a paradise.

"Old and poor, I will borrow your pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

The old monk directly pushed open the door of a thatched hut, shouted, and without waiting for the owner's consent, he dragged Jiangnan into the room in a hurry.

The thatched hut is unremarkable on the outside, but the interior layout is extremely exquisite.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a row of bookshelves full of ancient books.

In front of the bookshelf is an antique coffee table.On the coffee table, a set of white porcelain tea set is elegant and elegant.

On one side of the house, near the window, is a huge desk.

On the desk, there is a picture of cedar with wet ink on it.

On the dangerous rock, the green pines are straight, standing proudly in the wind and snow.

Although Jiang Nan didn't know much about painting, he felt the lofty and unyielding artistic conception in the painting when he saw it.

I couldn't help but recite the classic little poem written by Marshal Chen in my previous life:

"The heavy snow crushes the green pines,

The green pine is straight and straight.

To know Song Gaojie,
When the snow melts. "

After singing, he carefully removed the painting, took out a piece of writing paper, and wanted to silently write "Great King Kong Power".

It was just Jiangnan's idea to give the old monk "Great King Kong Power".

On the one hand, it is to divert the old monk's attention, so as to save him from being trapped in the great Zen temple.

On the other hand, it is also to cultivate more fat sheep for yourself that can directly steal "King Kong is not bad".

After experiencing the matter of the Buddha's son, Jiang Nan also understood that it would be extremely risky to steal key figures on the site of the Great Chan Temple.

The monks who practiced "Golden Bell Cover" that they stole earlier were not considered important figures in the Great Zen Temple.

Moreover.

Even if the "Book of Changes Washing the Marrow Sutra" is superimposed to perfection, there must still be a long way to go before the completion of "King Kong Immortal Art".

It's better to do it in one step.

Wait until the monks have practiced the full version of "King Kong Is Not Bad", and then slowly steal it.

Anyway, Jiangnan has the supernatural powers in his hands, and he is not afraid that the monks will practice faster than him, creating a group of opponents that cannot be dealt with.

As the saying goes, children are reluctant to be tied to wolves.

If you want to take it, you must first give it.

This is also an experiment in Jiangnan, sending out a copy of "Great King Kong's Power", waiting to harvest countless "King Kong's Indestructible Magic".

Jiang Nan picked up the pen and wrote the word "Great King Kong", when suddenly there was an exclamation from outside the hut:
"Good poetry! It's really good poetry! Monk Haikong, where did you find this talent? Why don't you hurry up and introduce it to me..."

The old monk who was nervously watching Jiangnan writing "The Power of King Kong" rolled his eyes helplessly when he heard the sound.

In fact, when Jiangnan recited this little poem just now, he was also very surprised.

However, because "The Power of King Kong" is more important, I refrained from interrupting Jiangnan's actions.

Unexpectedly, the person outside the house seemed to be unresponsive——

It's been a long time before I can say a word of admiration!

If the other party is allowed to continue speaking, Jiangnan's writing will definitely be interrupted.

While thinking about it, the old monk froze and blocked the door of the hut, and the person who rushed over made a motion of silence.

(End of this chapter)