Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　They have identified the murderer who killed the monk Kongjian with the seven wounded fists, and they have been causing a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes for the Dragon Saber.

　　If you can get this knife, you can set up a situation to kill the devil!

　　So before entering Wudang Mountain, he planned to shout in front of the hall, wanting to force Chen Changsheng out.

　　It's just that Song Yuanqiao's Seven Heroes of Wudang didn't even speak, but instead, he was ridiculed by a little doll.

　　"Qing Shu, don't be rude."

　　Song Yuanqiao scolded on the surface, but the actual tone was light and fluttered directly. Then he turned to look at the emptiness monk and said: "The emptiness monk, I, Wudang, respect you and you are the right way, so I let you enter the mountain gate."

　　"But if you continue to be rude..."

　　Song Yuanqiao's eyes gradually became cold: "My Wudang disciple is seven hundred, and I will not be bullied today!"

　　Cold voice.

　　The echoes are endless!

　　The monk of emptiness frowned slightly.

　　The momentum of the innate realm, this Song Yuanqiao is actually a congenital, although the breath is not as good as his own, he can add his juniors...

　　What he thought was to test Zhang Sanfeng and Chen Changsheng by himself, not to provoke public anger.

　　The monk of emptiness softened his attitude, and his hands joined together: "Amitabha, the poor monk is disrespectful. It's just that the poor monk has admired Daochang Chen for a long time and wants to sit and discuss Taoism with him."

　　Seeing the emptiness of the gods and monks softening, Song Yuan's bridge surface was expressionless, but Zhang Cuishan and the others looked at them coldly.

　　Because they knew that the other party was just afraid of provoking public anger, and if it wasn't for everyone's strength, the emptiness priest would have shown great power long ago.

　　"Little Junior Brother is retreating and cultivating, and it is temporarily inconvenient for outsiders to disturb him."

　　Song Yuanqiao said indifferently: "If the monk of emptiness wants to see the younger brother, he will wait until the next time he has a fate."

　　Retreat? !

　　The monk of emptiness immediately frowned. He came to Wudang mainly for Chen Changsheng's sake. Could it be such a coincidence that he went into seclusion.

　　However, he is not easy to question.

　　After thinking about it carefully, the monk of emptiness said again: "Can the poor monk see Wudang Zhenren Zhang? I have been looking forward to it for a long time and want to talk about Taoism."

　　However, when he was testing Zhang Sanfeng, he decided to delay time to see if he could see Chen Changsheng.

　　Song Yuanqiao sneered again and again, not knowing why this person was paying attention, and said, "I'm sorry, the teacher is also in retreat and has no time to see guests."

　　He didn't lie either, Chen Changsheng had been in seclusion for a long time, and Zhang Sanfeng had to refine the True Yuan Pill and didn't have time to pay attention to him.

　　However, the monk of emptiness had an ugly face, thinking that the other party was perfunctory him, immediately put his hands together, and said coldly:

　　"Amitabha. In this case, Pindao is willing to wait in Wudang Mountain..."

　　"roll!"

　　At this moment, a light voice came from the sky to everyone's ears.

　　There was a strong wind howling, but it couldn't cover up the sound!

　　puff!

　　Just when everyone was stunned by these words, the monk of emptiness stood in front of him with a coldness, and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood! .

Chapter 57

　　puff!

　　As if being slapped by a Mount Tai, the emptiness monk vomited blood and took seven steps backwards, stepping down a deep pit on the ground with each step!

　　In the end, the whole body dissipated and sat down on the ground!

　　Seeing the emptiness monk with blood on his face and his face instantly pale, everyone's eyes widened, and they felt extremely shocked!

　　In a word!

　　A famous master who was born at the peak of the innate, scolded and vomited blood abruptly!

　　Although there are inadvertent suspicions, but...

　　He just said a few words, and he made a famous martial artist like this. No matter how sneaky he was, he shouldn't vomit blood!

　　Moreover, taking seven steps back in a row is clearly because the strength is too great and the emptiness can't bear it at all.

　　Unbelievable!

　　What kind of martial arts is this to be able to achieve such invincibility? !

　　Fairy!

　　Truly an invincible fairy beyond the world!

　　This scene in front of them once again made Song Yuanqiao's six people's understanding of Chen Changsheng updated!

　　The monk of emptiness looked down at the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the red dazzling, the whole person looked at it in disbelief!

　　In a word!

　　The other party actually just said a word!

　　The Wudang Sect disciples who had been watching all the time looked at each other, and they were all shocked...

　　In the past, Little Martial Uncle never showed his force in Wudang, and today they saw it for the first time, but this time, it was unbelievable!

　　"Xianren Chen, this is how you treat guests?!"

　　The monk of emptiness gritted his teeth and yelled, the bloody palms on his hands suddenly turned blue and purple, and ten fingers were like reinforced iron claws.

　　"Sneak attack? This is the immortal of Wudang Mountain. Aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you!"

　　"It's still pretending to be unpredictable, and you have the ability to come out and fight Lao Na!"

　　Hearing this, Chen Changsheng laughed disdainfully, and said, "Qing Shu, bring him to me."

　　The young Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly cupped his hands at the cliff of the back mountain, and said respectfully, "Disciple obeys your orders!"

　　Heart is even more joyful, overjoyed!

　　Unexpectedly, his performance just now fell into the eyes of the most respected little uncle!

　　This is a great blessing!

　　How many of the other disciples can make the little uncle call his name in person?

　　Song Qingshu was young after all, so he couldn't hide his thoughts. With a full smile, he pointed at Kong Xing and said, " Kong Xing is bald, please."

　　Hearing Chen Changsheng agree so readily, Kong Xing's face suddenly became gloomy and uncertain.

　　Although he boasted that his martial arts skills were excellent, he could tell from the drink from the other party just now that he was inferior to Chen Changsheng.

　　The roar just now was unacceptable for a while, and I would be so unbearable that I was vomited blood by the other party's words!

　　Knowing that he couldn't beat him, and he was seriously injured...

　　Wasn't he a fool in the past?

　　"Empty bald head, please?"

　　Song Qingshu clasped his hands and scolded in dissatisfaction.

　　On the other hand, he muttered: 'I just said that I wanted to find my uncle, but now I don't dare, it's still a Shaolin monk! '

　　"I...you!"

　　Kong Xing secretly clenched his fists, annoyed in his heart, but he did not dare to attack.

　　"Amitabha. The poor monk heard that Daochang Chen is in retreat. I'm afraid it will be disturbing to go now."

　　The monk of emptiness thought for a while, and gave an excuse: "It will be long in Japan, and when the Taoist priest has time, the old man will come to disturb, then..."

　　"Then get away!"

　　Chen Changsheng's impatient voice sounded, he didn't mean to greet him at all, he just let him go.

　　The monk of emptiness twitched, said nothing, took a deep breath, slammed his hands, and then left with the three disciples!

　　Sneer.

　　Chen Changsheng withdrew his spiritual sense, and he didn't take the other party in his eyes at all for the emptiness monks, or the five factions behind them.

　　What he cares about now is only Sergeant Yuan Ting, and the others are just ants!

　　"No matter how many intrigues and tricks you have, I will break all methods with one sword!"

　　Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and resumed his cultivation.

　　The purpose of emptiness this time is to test it, and it is not torn.

　　But according to the current situation, no matter what the outcome of the rumor, it cannot stop the fact that people from all walks of life in martial arts gathered in Wudang under the impetus of people with a heart.

　　Moreover, Chen Changsheng relied on the original works of his previous life to understand.

　　Wulin people gathered in one place, Yuan Ting will not miss this opportunity.

　　In his eyes, emptiness should be killed, and the black hand behind the scenes should also be killed, this Yuan Ting... should be destroyed!

　　But Yuan people have thousands of troops and horses, and they have invisible luck, so their means are still lacking...

　　Cultivation first is the first priority right now!

　　……

　　The monk of emptiness vented like a vent, almost going mad, and hurried back to the Shaolin Temple day and night.

　　With a cold face, he explained everything to Kong Wen and the others one by one, and Shaolin and the others were all furious.

　　The monk Kongwen even more directly shouted: 'Wudang bullied me too much Shaolin! '

　　Another Zen Master Kongzhi sighed when he saw this. He was not very angry, but felt that something was wrong.

　　He is like a chess piece on a chessboard, easily manipulated by a pair of invisible big hands.

　　This made him feel that if he dealt with Wudang, very bad things would happen.

　　However, he is not in charge...