Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 62 Monk

The group of monks watched Wen Lianggong climb over the high wall lightly. They all stopped practicing martial arts for a while and looked at each other. This was the first time they encountered such a situation. After all, the high wall was at least three meters long. It is difficult to climb in with bare hands without the aid of a ladder.

This is really the first time this kind of thing has happened to an old lady getting into a sedan chair.

The air was stagnant for a few seconds, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward situation for a moment. The monks at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were quite embarrassed that their old man was being seen, and they were curious about Wen Lianggong.

After all, Wen Lianggong's physique seems to be quite strong, and he can come over, at least he has good skills.

This made all the monks feel a little excited. Could it be a thief?

Wen Lianggong seemed to be unaware, looking at these monks practicing real kung fu with great interest, and at the same time with a look of embarrassment on his face.

After all, it was his fault first. He didn't expect that he would find a martial arts training ground as soon as he walked in and let others see it. He would never be so rash next time.

In modern society, because the population base is much higher than that in ancient times, even if it is too hard to practice martial arts, there are still many people who go to martial arts schools and practice martial arts hard. However, it is the first time for Wen Lianggong to see these martial arts fields where they practice their true postures. , my heart was filled with curiosity.

"Stop here!"

Finally, a middle-aged monk in yellow clothes, with his feet tied off, tall, with a ring scar on his head, no shorter than Wen Lianggong, came out and looked at Wen Lianggong solemnly.

This is a truly tonsured monk.

Wen Lianggong waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm a tourist. I just heard the hehehehahahahahahaha inside and thought there was any danger, so I turned over to take a look. I'll leave now."

The middle-aged monk's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard it. Wen Lianggong's ability to climb over the wall just now was quite agile. With such a burly body, he did not make any movement when he landed. The transition between light and gravity was quite satisfactory.

and……

The middle-aged monk looked at Wen Lianggong's somewhat familiar face, and when Wen Lianggong turned around to open the door and leave, he couldn't help but say.

"But Changqing Taoist Priest of Changqing Temple?"

Wen Lianggong was a little surprised, turned around and said, "Master, do you know me?"

"There is a notice posted by religious information personnel in the Shudao Mountain Scenic Area. I have seen your profile picture."

After all, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has been going on for a long time. Buddha competes for a stick of incense, and people compete for a breath. If Buddhism and Taoism share the same principle, everyone dislikes the other.

So facing the only Changqing Temple on Shudao Mountain was a treat.

However, after knowing that there was only one person in the other party, and he was also a Taoist priest who specialized in communication, and his address was relatively remote and not on the main road of Shudao Mountain, he didn't take it to heart very much.

But I still remembered the portrait photos.

"My name is Shi Yan."

After Shi Yan introduced himself, he was a little surprised and said: "I originally thought that the Taoist priest was a Taoist priest, but I didn't expect that I made a mistake when I met him today. I am afraid that the Taoist priest has practiced his kung fu very deeply."

Faced with such complimentary words, Wen Lianggong automatically filtered them, basically letting them go in the right ear and out the left ear. He kept a smile on his face and said: "Master Shi, I won't disturb your martial arts practice. I'll leave first."

When Shi Yan heard this, he didn't stop him. He just watched Wen Lianggong open the door and said calmly: "Don't you want to fight for your reputation on Shudao Mountain, Taoist Master?"

Wen Lianggong stopped pushing the door, raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Shi Yan, and his peaceful face became cold.

"You have a very weird mouth."

Shi Yan has made it clear that he just wants to find trouble. In his heart, Xiao Jiujiu is well aware that if he were a literary Taoist priest, Shi Yan would not even mention this matter. However, Wen Lianggong practices martial arts and is a martial Taoist priest, so he must be careful Bye bye bye bye.

Hearing Wen Lianggong's unabashed sarcasm, he was not angry at all. He just said seriously: "As a lizi, I want to gain a foothold on Shudao Mountain. Let's fight first."

Wen Lianggong sighed slightly, and instantly understood what the other party was thinking, and simply said lightly: "Is there any chance of winning?"

Shi Yan: "Lottery? What lottery do you want?"

"If you lose, take off the plaque from your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and replace it with Changqing Temple."

Shi Yan frowned when he heard this: "Then what if you lose?" "Then I will exchange my Evergreen Temple plaque for your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Who wants your broken Taoist temple?

Shi Yan, who resisted the urge to complain about this, shook his head and said: "The plan on Shudao Mountain is planned by the local operating company. I can't make the decision."

Wen Lianggong pouted: "Then you told me so much?"

Not wanting to say anything more to Shi Yan, he turned around and left.

Looking at Wen Lianggong's leaving figure, Shi Yan opened his mouth several times, and finally closed his mouth. The Xia Kingdom now viewed martial arts masters with force very harshly. If the other party did not agree to fight and went to provoke them without authorization, once the other party Call the police and attract the Shenwu Division. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple may have to close its doors to thank guests and make rectifications for a month.

He also has to face a lawsuit.

"As a warrior, don't you want to know what my secret skill at Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is?"

Wen Lianggong, who had walked some distance away with both feet, heard Shi Yan's cry, stopped abruptly, stepped back silently, and said, "If I win, can you show me your skills?"

"completely fine."

Shi Yan agreed wholeheartedly, he was serious, but whether Wen Lianggong would practice or not when the time came was his own business.

Now that the Internet is developed, a lot of real kung fu has been uploaded to the Internet, but because it is a mixed bag of good and bad, and there is no master to teach it, it is difficult to practice it well.

His Kungfu of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is openly displayed on the website of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but there is no master to introduce it, so even if you see it, it won't be a big deal.

He is gentle and respectful, but he is not a martial arts master.

The monks who were currently practicing martial arts slowly left the stage, leaving only Wen Lianggong and Shi Yan in the entire martial arts arena.

Wen Lianggong looked around at the surrounding monks. There were many strong and powerful monks among them. At a single glance, there were at least seven or eight sturdy monks similar to him in size.

However, Wen Lianggong only glanced at it briefly and stopped paying attention. In his eyes, except for Shi Yan, who was still somewhat interested, everyone else was just a showman and could not be taken seriously.

According to the Internet, they are all dead muscles, and the use of strength is far inferior.

Most of these people don't even know how to box, and they are too old-fashioned about strength and movement skills. Once in a fight, if their brains get hot, they will probably start to use the king's eight punches.

Apart from the fact that a few people have become famous, there is basically nothing worth noting.

Wen Lianggong felt a little disappointed. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was relatively famous in the southwest, but was it just that small?

It's not that Wen Lianggong was provoked and came back to compete with Shi Yan. He wanted to see if there was any Kung Fu training in Wanfo Temple.

Wen Lianggong said: "I heard that your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has iron cloth shirts."

Shi Yan was a little surprised: "Who said that? It's a unique skill from the Shaolin Zen Temple. We don't have this skill."

"What about the Thirteen Taibao Henglian?"

"This does not."

"Golden bell jar?"

"nor."

Wen Lianggong frowned: "Neither this nor that, so why should I compare with you?"

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