Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 148 Showdown

"Is this the Bodhi Court?" Shen Lin raised his head to look at the three big characters written in gold lacquer, and said to himself, "As expected of the place where Shaolin puts its treasures, it looks really extraordinary."

Those three big characters, written in Sanskrit and Xiaozhuan, are vast, with a gentle atmosphere of Buddhism. I think it has been a few years, a little bit of vicissitudes, but there is a lot of artistic conception. I think it is ancient. It was left by the eminent monks with high morality and prestige at that time.

"Who are you!" While Shen Lin was looking at the plaque in a daze, a loud shout came from behind, interrupting Shen Lin's thoughts.

Shen Lin remained calm, turned his head slowly, his expression unchanged, but saw a fat monk with a big arm and a round waist, who was glaring at him with his hips crossed.

"Which courtyard are you a young monk? You have a tight face," the fat monk walked over with a fleshy face, staring at Shen Lin, "I don't know if you can enter this Bodhi Courtyard casually?"

Shen Lin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he was not seen through, otherwise he would have been in some trouble.

"I'm a new student, I just entered Shaolin Temple," Shen Lin chuckled, "I don't know the way yet, if I walk casually, I get lost, don't blame this uncle."

The fat monk snorted coldly, and said unceremoniously: "A new student? No wonder you are so ignorant of the rules. Who is your master? I want to ask him to give you a good lecture."

Shen Lin screamed in his heart that it was terrible, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Master Xuanku, Master."

"Oh, what's wrong with Xuanku, Master Xuanku!" The fat monk's complexion changed, and an ugly smile suddenly appeared on his face, "It turns out that my little uncle is the apprentice of my uncle Xuanku! Forgive me, my nephew is blind."

"Snobbish eyes, I didn't expect Shaolin Temple to have such monks," Shen Lin shook his head slightly. If the root rots, the tree will wither. The low-level disciples are so virtuous. It seems that the decline of Shaolin Temple in Tianlong Babu is not without reason.

Shen Lin was thinking about it, but the fat monk suddenly realized: "That's not right! Master Xuanku's uncle started retreating three months ago, and he hasn't left the retreat yet. Where did the new disciple come from, you?"

"Not good," Shen Lin yelled inwardly. He quickly turned his head, shot like lightning, quickly stretched out a finger, and stabbed at the fat monk.

The fat monk was just a disciple of Xu's generation, and all he had learned was some basic Shaolin Kung Fu, so he couldn't resist Shen Lin's finger, and Shen Lin tapped his acupoints with one move, making him unable to move.

"The longer you stay, the more variables there will be. Let's leave quickly!" Shen Lin sighed softly, straightened the monk's hat on his head, checked the simple disguise on his face, and strode into the Bodhi Courtyard inside.

In the Bodhi courtyard, there are a group of monks on duty every day, chanting sutras and Buddha, Shen Lin strode into it, and saw more than ten yellow-clothed monks sitting cross-legged, quietly chanting sutras.Above the first seat was a Huaxu monk in a red cassock. He was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed. A strong Buddhist zhenqi emanated from his body, which was not inferior to Shen Lin's zhenqi cultivation.

"There is a peerless master who is equivalent to the realm of transformation!" Shen Lin shook his head helplessly. His luck is really inferior to that girl Arjuna. In the original book, she got the Yi Jin Jing easily. up.

However, knowing that the monk should be a master of the Xuan family, Shen Lin still has no intention of backing down. In fact, the master of the Xuan family is not a big enemy to Shen Lin today, and he is not qualified to let Shen Lin Retreat without fighting.

"Who is the visitor?" On the first seat, the monk Huaxu slowly opened his eyes, stared at Shen Lin, and smiled slightly, "What's your business?"

"You can actually perceive my arrival with distraction. It seems that the master's heart is not calm!" Hearing the monk describe himself as a "visitor", Shen Lin knew that the monk had seen through him, so he simply took off his hat and smiled slightly Said, "I don't know which eminent monk of the Xuan family the master is!"

The monk Huaxu stood up slowly, and smiled with his fingers: "It's not that the old man is not calm, but that you are not calm, so it is difficult to hide your own breath. The first seat in the Lower Bodhi Court, Xuandu, I don't know if you come to my Bodhi Court. What are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, this Bodhi Courtyard was originally guarded by Xuandu, Shen Lin secretly called out that he had miscalculated, but he was not afraid of Xuandu, but if he was entangled by Xuandu, Xuanci and the others would be attracted, and he would reveal his true self in the fight The number of martial arts methods is troublesome. After all, sneaking into other sects and stealing their treasures is always unpleasant.

Thinking of this, Shen Lin knew that if he stayed a moment longer, he would be in more danger of being surrounded, so he didn't say any more, and pointed at the sword, and stabbed at Xuandu: "Master, I have offended you."

Thunder swordsmanship, a thunderous sword.

Facing Xuandu whose internal strength was not much different, Shen Lin's Thunder Sword Technique was enough to defeat the enemy. On the two fingers, the purple light flickered, light and fast.

"Benefactor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha right away." Xuannan showed a dignified face, and greeted Shen Lin with his fingers. The move he used was one of the famous 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, finger strength.

The strength of this finger-twisting finger, condensing the air at the tip of the finger, looks like the finger is extremely soft, but it actually contains a strong feminine internal force. Although the point of this exercise has not yet arrived, the finger wind has arrived, and it is difficult for the opponent to guard against. It is Shaolin Among the 72 stunts, it is the highest, deepest and first-class unique technique, and its power is several times stronger than that of the big throwing tablet palm.

And Xuandu has practiced this skill of picking flowers and fingers for decades, and he has already memorized the changes in it, and he can fight the enemy at his fingertips.

"Hanmei spits out the core," Xuandu made a move, using the second gesture of grasping the flower finger, Hanmei spit out the core, and immediately, his hands and fingers danced together, as if plum blossoms bloomed from it, straight to Shen Lin The whole body is enveloped and gone.

Hanmei blowing out the core, a beautiful name, a beautiful move, but the danger is not diminished at all. If these plum blossoms with true energy are carried out, they can be broken even by a huge rock, and they are extremely ferocious.

In fact, not only the trick of Hanmei blowing out the core, but also every trick of the Nianhua Finger is so vicious and ruthless, and it is precisely because of this that it is very easy to be caught by others when practicing this magic skill of Nianhua Finger. The ferocious way soaked the mind.Practitioners need to use Buddhist scriptures to calm their minds at all times, so that they will be free from hindrance.

This Xuandu Martial Dao Zen has been cultivated for decades, and he has already reached a very high level with his Buddhist teachings and finger strength. This finger strikes, but it is as light as it is heavy, and there is still power left. The detached charm of the Buddha holding flowers is indeed a worthy man under his great reputation.

For ordinary people, it is absolutely impossible to resist Xuandu's mysterious attack. However, Shen Lin carries the martial arts memory inheritance of countless seniors, and has experienced countless battles. He has integrated it into his own knowledge and combat experience, which has already shocked the world. , on the contrary, he is more restrained and not worried about such a martial arts that wins people with skills.

"Master, I've offended you," Shen Lin's eyes flashed, and he had already seen the flaw in Xuandu's finger. He used one hand to resist Xuandu's move, and at the same time, the left and right fighting skills activated The other hand, as swift as lightning, touched the acupuncture point on Xuandu's waist, restraining it.

With one move, just one move, Xuan Du, an eminent monk of Shaolin Xuan's generation, was subdued by Shen Lin.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Lin clicked on the other monks like lightning, hooked the corner of his mouth, and cast his eyes to the side. The mirror box of Yimeng Rushi, Yi Jin Jing, was inside.

　PS: There is another update today.

　　
　
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