From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

Zhong Ling was suddenly disappointed: "It's only been so long."

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly: "Zhong Ling, the little devil, if he wants to fly, he will practice hard, and then he will fly as long as he wants."

Qinglong descended, and soon came to a height of [-] meters.

"Gu Heng came to worship the mountain."

The sound is melodious, covering dozens of miles around.

In fact, even if Gu Heng didn't speak, the Shaolin Temple would have found a group of people long ago.

After all, a dragon with hundreds of feet of infuriating qi is like a living creature, and it is not difficult to find it as long as it is not blind.

Xuanci looked at the dragon of true qi in the sky, and his expression was sluggish: "What is this? Could it be that the poor monk hasn't woken up yet?"

So did the other monks, rubbing their eyes, almost suspecting they were dreaming.

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The sweeping monk in a gray monk robe sighed: "I just haven't been down the mountain for decades, and there is such a person in the world, I doubt that the immortal Buddha will come into the world."

Shaolin didn't react until Gu Heng's voice sounded.

"Congratulations on your visit to Shaolin."

Xuanci gave an order, and the monks in the temple lined up, standing on both sides, with a respectful demeanor.

Seeing this, Gu Heng dissipated the Dragon of True Qi and fell from the sky.

"The poor monk Xuanci, I have seen the patron." Xuanci stepped forward and said hello, "I don't know if the patron is coming to our temple, what advice do you have?"

"I'm here for the "Washing Sutra", I hope Shaolin will open the door for convenience." Jiu.

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When Xuan Ci heard this, he was immediately stunned.

The Sutra of Washing Marrow is the supreme martial art left by Patriarch Bodhidharma. Although there are only fragments left, only the abbot in charge is qualified to read it.

An outsider came to borrow scriptures, did he not take Shaolin's name seriously.

However, when he thought of the arrival of Yulong, Xuanci was at a loss.

The monks behind them also looked at their noses and their hearts, pretending they had never heard of it, and let Xuanci call the shots.

No matter how irritable the monk was, he was extremely calm at the moment.

After all, they are martial arts practitioners, but they dare not fight against immortal cultivators who walk with Yuzhenlong.

After only hesitating for a few breaths, Xuanci made a decision: "Since Young Master Gu is interested in Shaolin martial arts, I am extremely honored in Shaolin. Please enter the temple to serve tea, and I will come to fetch the scriptures."

"Abbot Xuanci is really refreshing." Gu Heng nodded, "I won't take your scriptures for nothing, these are ten small repayment pills, one can increase the power for a hundred years, enough to add ten more masters to Shaolin."

With a wave of his hand, a glass bottle floated in front of Sui Ci, the glass was transparent, revealing the medicinal pill in it.

The elixir is crystal clear, with bursts of precious light.

At first glance, it is different from the medicinal herbs in the temple, which is extraordinary.

The monks' eyes were bright, and they were about to start, looking at Xuanci eagerly.

Xuanci's heart was also not calm, so he took the glass bottle, and then loudly announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Master Gu really has a kind heart."

Having said that, the monk led Gu Heng and his party into the temple and served refreshments.

Along the way, the first seats of Prajna Hall and Arhat Hall greeted each other with smiles and were extremely thoughtful.

At this moment, Gu Heng was the most honored guest at the Shaolin Temple.

As for Gu Heng, it was just ten pills that were already cheap.

In fact, with Gu Heng's ability, all the martial arts of Shaolin Temple can be included in the bag with one sweep of spiritual power, so there is no need to be so troublesome.

But he didn't want to do this kind of trickery.

If there is no choice, it would be fine to play some intrigue, and he lacks everything, why should he do such a rude thing?

Just like an ordinary person would never compete with the breakfast shop owner just because he bought a bun.

Totally unnecessary.

"My son is actually in Shaolin?" Xuanci looked excited, "Xuzhu, sigh, I've been in the same temple for more than ten years, but I didn't even know about it. It's just Erniang, but you are suffering."

Just when Xuanci went to fetch the scriptures, Gu Heng had already bundled his voice into a line, passed it into Xuanci's ears, and told him about Ye Erniang.

This kung fu is a variant of Xiaoyao School's "Sound Transmission and Soul Searching Dafa". It can bundle the sound into a line and directly transmit it into the ears of others. Even if you stand next to it, other people can't hear it at all.

Xuanci, apart from indulging Ye Erniang and letting her do evil, other problems are not big.

First, committing sex and rebooting is a problem in Buddhism, but at least Gu Heng is not qualified to criticize in this regard.

Ye Erniang took the initiative to seduce them, at least they were yours.

Second, ambush and kill Xiao Yuanshan.

In this matter, Xuanci just never played with Murong Bo. He was a martial artist, and it was normal for him to be plotted by a conspirator like Murong Bo who was determined to restore the country.

There is nothing wrong with the ambush itself.

A monk, hearing that the country is in trouble, dares to stand up and kill the enemy generals, this in itself is a thing worthy of praise.

Regardless of Xuanci, or the other twenty followers, although martial arts may not be very high, their character is not bad.

Even if he was frightened, Zhao Qiansun, who was a deserter, was actually stronger than most people in the martial arts.

Ambush and kill enemy generals, is still a rare master, the danger can be imagined, dare to participate in it has surpassed most people.

As for frightening, this kind of thing...

Well, it's hard to tell.

In reality, there are also many people who are so scared that their legs are weak when they go to the battlefield.

Xuanci, in Gu Heng's view, is half right and wrong.

Indulging Ye Erniang, her crimes are too numerous to describe; she dares to be the first in the world for the country, but her quality is very extraordinary.

This is a very complicated person.

Human nature is inherently complicated, and it is impossible to expect a person to be [-]% good.

No one is perfect, Gu Heng dare not ask others to meet the standard of a saint, at least he is the first one who can't do it.

Of course, Gu Heng only said this from his own standpoint. After all, the knife didn't fall on him, and it wasn't him who suffered.

If the injured person wants to seek revenge for Xuanci, he will not jump out to stop it.

After all, revenge is their right.

He still knew that.

After sighing for a long time, Xuanci took out the "Sutra of Washing Marrow", returned to the hall full of thoughts, and handed it to Gu Heng.

After rejecting the other monks, Xuanci suddenly saluted and said, "Respect and forgive my sins. I have not stopped Erniang over the years and am willing to accept any punishment."

"Hey..." Gu Heng shook his head while reading, "I've already been concerned about this matter, you go and let Xu Zhu come over."

Xuanci was stunned: "Zun Jia, my child is innocent, I am willing..."

"Okay." Gu Heng waved his hand, "If I want to kill someone, do I still need to beat around the bush?"

Xuanci was stunned for a moment: "Amitabha, what Zunka said is, I will find someone right now."

Turning around and leaving, he brought back a young monk in gray with a tall nose and wide mouth, a rough appearance and a dull expression.

Gu Heng said, "Xuanci, tell Xuzhu the matter."

Xuan Ci was stunned, a little embarrassed.

"He at least has the right to know." Gu Heng sighed softly.

Originally, he didn't want to involve Xu Zhu, but after thinking about it for two days, he changed his mind.

For the mess left by Erniang Ye, Dali asked Duan Zhengchun to help, and Zhongyuan was going to let Xuzhu do it.

It is only natural that the son will make up for the evil that the mother has done.

Moreover, killing is simple, but it is useless for those families who have lost their sons. It is better to let the two find the person back and compensate for some money, which is more realistic.

Although the sin is still hard to eradicate, it can also make those families feel better.

Xu Zhu was very uneasy at first, not knowing what the abbot was looking for this little monk.

After listening to it, he was very surprised.

Is the abbot my father?

Ye Erniang, one of the four villains, is my mother?

Mother robbed hundreds of babies!

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His mood was like riding a roller coaster, from great joy to great sadness, and then to daze.

Standing there for a long time, I didn't come back to my senses.

Gu Heng: "Xuzhu, I originally wanted to find those babies myself and let them go back to my own home. However, now I want you to find them and give them some compensation. Would you like to?"

Xu Zhu was stunned for a moment, looked at Gu Heng, saw his encouraging eyes, and had boundless courage in his heart.

At this moment, he was no longer cowardly, but became stronger.

"Since it was my mother's evil deed, Xu Zhu is naturally willing to take it upon herself... ......Even if a knife and axe were inflicted on me, Xu Zhu would also be willing to bear it on my mother's behalf." Xu Zhu's voice was sonorous, as if The sound of gold and stone is different from Fang Cai.

Resolute temperament, resolute look.

For more than ten years, Xu Zhu has just been at ease in Shaolin, but now he truly knows himself and has come alive.

Gu Heng nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, that's what Buddhist disciples do, either by reciting Amitabha Buddha or a monk. This is the book of accounts. When you are successful in martial arts, you can go down the mountain. Besides, those people have lost their sons for so many years. I am afraid that the family is short of money and food, and Shaolin will pay for this expenditure, Xuanci, do you have any opinions?"

"Young Master Gu, don't worry, Shaolin should have no opinion on this matter." Xuan Ci bowed, saw Xu Zhu's surprised eyes, and explained, "I have concealed this matter for so many years and made such a big mistake, how can I be an abbot again? Today, I will report this to the Discipline Hall and accept the punishment."

"Okay." Gu Heng nodded, "Dare to act and do good deeds in the future. You can also atone for Erniang Ye's sins. Once you have done [-] good deeds, I will allow you to resurrect Erniang Ye."

Ten thousand good things are not such trivial things as helping an old lady cross the road, but saving one person is a good thing.

[-] good things have been done, and I don't know how long it will take.