Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 95 The wise monk

In other words, the other party only appeared to guard this book, otherwise the other martial arts might be blank.

He glanced at the dozens of martial arts books on the two rows of bookshelves, knowing clearly that they were probably the same as those on the fourth floor.

"No need to look, those have disappeared over time. Only my martial arts, which leads to the core secrets of Kongang Temple, still exist because of me. Do you want to practice this martial arts?"

The monk spoke in a calm voice, even mixed with an inexplicable smile that was hard to detect.

Wen Lianggong was not impressed by the other party's ability to speak. Most of the monks in the Vajra Temple could speak. Although they only covered a few sentences, which seemed a bit stiff, they were quite decent.

"Do you think I still have a chance to study?" Wen Lianggong asked.

"Of course." The sinister monk showed a rare expression of compassion: "As long as you read the Buddhist scriptures on the first and second floors thoroughly and understand the Buddhist principles, you will naturally be qualified to practice this martial art."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows. Faced with this stiff commercial expression, he couldn't help complaining: "This martial arts cannot be like immortality."

"The Immortal Way? Immortals and Buddhas are ethereal, and the way of heaven is vast. As long as you understand the true meaning of Buddhism, you will naturally be able to follow the path."

Wen Lianggong was really surprised now, not because he said what the monk said, but because he was able to talk to him smoothly.

"Are you conscious?"

"Consciousness? Of course I do."

"Then what about the other monks at Vajra Temple, why aren't they like you?"

Wen Lianggong was extremely confused about this. The rest of the monks were almost like a set program running, without any wisdom at all.

But the monk's intelligence now surprised him.

A strange smile appeared on the monk's face: "Their spirits have all gone to the Western Heaven to enjoy the bliss, and they have only left their bodies here. Only the poor monks have not reached home, and their Buddha nature is not enough, so they can only linger here."

Wen Lianggong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't bother to think about the deeper meaning hidden in the monk's words, from the monks he met in reality to the mythical world.

Basically, he talks in a roundabout way, using the guise of being the Riddler to let others figure it out.

It's very annoying. I used to move around a bit, but then I just ignored him.

"Besides this method, is there any other way?"

"Of course, of course!" The monk held the long-handled Mo Dao, which was almost as tall as him, with one hand, and his eyes showed a hint of excitement: "Beat me, it is a matter of life and death, and this bronze statue skill, naturally is yours."

really!

Wen Lianggong was not in a hurry to take action. It was really rare to meet such a talkative person in the Vajra Temple without asking many questions.

"Do you know what happened to Kongji Temple?"

"The poor monk naturally knows, but he can't tell."

"Has anything happened in this world?"

Upon hearing Wen Lianggong's question, the indifferent and strange smile that had been hanging on the monk's face finally disappeared, and he took a deep look at Wen Lianggong.

"It seems that the donor has not been to the Main Hall and the Zen Martial Academy."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows, "What could be in there?"

"Perhaps, the donor can see something he will never forget."

Wen Lianggong kept making insinuations. Although he asked a lot of useful information, in the end, the monk remained tight-lipped and did not respond to Wen Lianggong's words.

At the end, Wen Lianggong sighed: "Actually, I rarely meet normal people here. It's a pity."

The smile returned to the monk's face: "It's hard to say who is normal and who is abnormal. You are here, so maybe you are the most abnormal."

"Haha, you Buddhists are really eloquent." Wen Lianggong didn't take it seriously. One or two of these monks can scare people.

He took a step forward, and the aura on his body suddenly changed, and a majestic and majestic meaning emerged spontaneously.

After seeing this, the monk couldn't help showing a strange look on his face, as if he didn't expect that Wen Lianggong could make such a change.

"Iron Sword Sect's poor swordsmanship?"

Wen Lianggong did not respond. As a contemporaneous existence of the Jingang Temple and the Iron Sword Gate, there would really be a ghost in the Iron Sword Gate if he did not know about it.

Take a step under your feet.

Boom! Boom!

The heart is like a high-speed engine, and every beat can eject blood far beyond that of an ordinary person like a water pump, and the qi and blood driven by this begin to surge rapidly.

He really wants to know, and he is also eager to see where his current strength has reached.

"Are you excited?"

The monk suddenly spoke.

A smile appeared on Wen Lianggong's face, and his tongue moistened his thirsty lips.

"I can't wait."

The monk nodded and showed a hint of approval: "This is the quality that allows you to survive smoothly."

As soon as he took another step, Wen Lianggong's body began to grow rapidly. His skin and flesh were like armor. The special abilities of his steel and iron bones made his body begin to expand like a balloon. The excellent toughness of his bones was sharpening his strength. Under stimulation, it actually had perfect elasticity. Finally, a strong body covered with veins and bulging muscles appeared in front of the monk.

The surge of Qi and blood made him feel like a red-hot oven, emitting heat waves.

"How big or small is it?"

The monk was a little surprised and immediately said: "It turns out that you have already touched this threshold."

"There are too many names and I'm too lazy to correct them."

After complaining, Wen Lianggong strode forward, and the person appeared in front of the monk in an instant. The fist full of iron-grinding energy wrapped around the air wave visible to the naked eye and stamped towards the monk's face. At the same time, it spread all over the sky. The ones he wore were ragged clothes that were torn apart due to his increased size.

The monk reacted very quickly. He didn't seem to expect that Wen Lianggong was so fast in a straight line. He was so close and had no time to swing his knife. He just turned his head to avoid Wen Lianggong's fist and at the same time raised his toes to attack his private parts.

"You monk!"

Wen Lianggong had no choice but to withdraw and change his moves to attack again.

The monk was not frightened. Now that he had time, he finally waved the Mo Dao in his hand.

The two of them almost met each other and entered into a fierce fighting battle.

The Mo Dao movement in the monk's hand is extremely clever. Even in close combat, when the long weapon does not have an advantage, it can still get opportunities to exert force in a small space, and at the same time move away to maintain its position in order to get better results. Use your strength to attack the space.

How can Wen Lianggong make the opponent happy? Zhanyi Shiba's grappling and wrestling skills are at his fingertips, and he can firmly control the opponent's movements.

The two of them walked back and forth, and the air made continuous explosions wherever they moved.

This Buddhist scripture building is unexpectedly strong, and the material seems to be similar to the small bridge before. If it is placed outside, I am afraid that the earth and rocks will have been splashed under the two people's feet, and the bricks will be cracked.

But here, taking the extreme step to take advantage of the force of the ground, he only made a clearly visible footprint.

When the battle got intense, Wen Lianggong finally got a chance. His arms suddenly swelled up again, and his veins bulged and intertwined, making him look extremely ferocious.

(Deleted it and tried it again. I couldn’t bear it any longer. I took a rest and will try my best tomorrow.)

(End of this chapter)