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

　　Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows, but saw three old monks in cassocks, one of them was wearing a black blindfold, and the three were holding black long ropes in their hands, like a black dragon, it was Shaolin Sandu.

　　Seeing the three of them, Chen Changsheng's expression remained unchanged.

　　Since the other party appears, it means that...

　　Are you going to stop?

　　"Amitabha."

　　Among the three, Du Jie let out a clear whistle and said, "This sect has found out that the disciple Yuanzhen colluded with the Yuan people, poisoned the martial arts, deliberately provoked grievances between my Shaolin and Wudang, and had already expelled him from the master's sect. Come, please go back."

　　When Chen Changsheng heard this, he chuckled lightly.

　　"why are you laughing?"

　　Duan frowned.

　　"It's nothing."

　　Chen Changsheng said lightly, "Yuanzhen is just like an ant, not worthy of me coming to Shaolin in person."

　　Du'er looked at Chen Changsheng, thought for a moment, and said, "The three of us have been in prison for decades, and we have not heard of the dust for a long time. This time, it's just to see Immortal Chen, and I don't mean to offend."

　　"It's just, what Xianren Chen wants to do, he might as well speak directly."

　　Chen Changsheng came alone. Since it wasn't for the sake of fulfilling the truth, there must be other plans, and he had to be careful.

　　Looking at Du'er's firm eyes, Chen Changsheng said with a flat expression: "Master Du'er is really a sensible person, and a poor man likes to talk to smart people. Today, Shaolin Ruo dedicates all his martial arts secrets, and leaves this Songshan Mountain, I and I Shaolin's grievances are over, how?"

　　Hearing this, Sandu's expression changed.

　　What is this, to break the Shaolin Taoism? !

　　After taking all the martial arts secrets, Shaolin has to move it out. Does this simply treat Shaolin as a doll made of mud?

　　"If the Taoist priest insists on doing this, the three poor monks can only accompany them."

　　Du'er and the other two looked at each other with a firm look.

　　"There's no need to fight to the death, as long as someone in Shaolin can pick up my three moves, this matter will be over, and I will leave."

　　Chen Changsheng said lightly.

　　Three strokes!

　　Sandu's complexion changed.

　　They admit that Chen Changsheng is very strong, but they are not soft persimmons either!

　　"It really is a hero out of a boy."

　　Du'er narrowed his eyes, looked at Chen Changsheng and nodded and said, "This three-trick test, if you win, I will show you all the secrets of Shaolin. If you lose, the Daoist will stay in Shaolin to practice Buddhism?"

　　just.

　　Chen Changsheng shook his head slightly.

　　This made Du'e frown unexpectedly, and asked, "You think the three tricks are too few, so you can do as many tricks as you want, how about it?"

　　"Do not."

　　Chen Changsheng shook his head again: "Three moves are enough, just..."

　　"I'm here today, the books in the Book Collection Pavilion are just trivial matters."

　　"I come……"

　　Chen Changsheng's eyes shone brightly, staring at the Du'er three like a torch and said, "I only come here for the entire Shaolin!".

Chapter 93

　　The voice just fell.

　　The three of Du'er suddenly burst out with a majestic aura that was just reaching the sun, and the monk's robes on their bodies swelled incomparably.

　　At this point, things are obviously already obvious.

　　Since Chen Changsheng was going to take action, they had no choice but to take action and stop him.

　　Looking at this famous Chen Xianren, the three of them didn't really feel much.

　　In other words, he is very confident in his own strength.

　　After all, the power of the vajra subduing circle that the three teamed up is infinite, plus, after more than ten years of retreat, it can be said that no one in the world can match.

　　Anyway...

　　Even if the rumors from the outside world are extremely ghosts and gods, Chen Changsheng's propaganda is spread all over the place.

　　But with them, it doesn't work.

　　Seeing everyone's appearance, Chen Changsheng shook his head slightly: "Wait for you to join forces, it's really hard for anyone to be an enemy, but..."

　　"Your opponent is me."

　　Du'er raised his eyebrows and said with a worried expression, "You have to fight to know this."

　　Seeing this, Chen Changsheng didn't say much.

　　Since Sandu wants to give it a try, let them wake up and know what the gap is!

　　"Xianren Chen is right, you are not opponents, you can't even stop one move."

　　At this moment, a long and old voice came from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

　　Sandu's face changed suddenly, he quickly turned to look over, bowed his hands towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and said, "Uncle Master!"

　　Chen Changsheng looked over with interest.

　　In the spiritual sense, Sandu, and in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, the old monk has long been known to him.

　　What surprised him was that Sandu actually called each other and his uncle.

　　But, if you think about it, it's normal.

　　In the entire Shaolin Temple, there is only this old monk in the celestial realm who can make Sandu call him an uncle!

　　Yes!

　　Celestial realm!

　　Chen Changsheng did not know this old monk.

　　But apart from Master Zhang Sanfeng, the other party was the first warrior he had ever seen to step into the Celestial Realm!

　　It's just that, through spiritual sense detection...

　　The other party has lived for too long, and there is not much Shouyuan.

　　When the oil is running out and the lamp is running out, I will go to the west at any time to see his Tathagata Buddha!

　　Apart from being respectful, the three Du'er were all astonished.

　　I can't believe that in less than [-] years, the three of them can't even stop Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice's move!

　　"All the books in the Shaolin Bookstore will be shipped to Wudang, old monk, do you want to stop me?"

　　Chen Changsheng ignored Sandu, but raised his brows slightly, looked at the attic position, and said lightly.

　　"The arrival of immortals in my Shaolin is the blessing of my Shaolin."

　　In the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, the old monk spoke as thinly as a gossamer, but his words were gentle and not intermittent: "I can't stop it, and I don't dare to stop it."

　　Chen Changsheng nodded and walked towards the attic with his hands on his back.

　　It seems to take it for granted.

　　Sandu watched Chen Changsheng walk in, and he wanted to stop talking.

　　His lips moved continuously, but finally turned into a long sigh.

　　Even his uncle said so, the three of them are really not opponents of the other party.

　　Thinking of this, the three couldn't help but think of Yang Dingtian.

　　At the beginning, Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Sect, was invincible and wanted to coerce Shaolin, but they couldn't defeat it even with the Vajra Demon Circle. Du'er was beaten in one eye. If it wasn't for the uncle's action, Shaolin would have been suppressed by the Ming Sect.

　　But even Yang Dingtian did not let Shishu give up his resistance like this, this Chen Changsheng...

　　The Du'er three sighed softly.

　　The three of them thought that their lifelong experience was beyond imagination, and the ten years of hardship and meditation were even more outstanding in martial arts. Now it seems...

　　But it's ridiculous!

　　Just sit back and watch the sky, and be complacent with a little achievement!

　　They have always believed that if they continue to meditate hard, sooner or later they will become like the uncle of the master, the pinnacle of the world.

　　Now it seems……

　　This peak...

　　Chen Changsheng took it early, but they never took it seriously, thinking it was a compliment from Jianghu people!

　　"Amitabha!"

　　Sandu looked at each other, put his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name.

　　Then close your eyes and start meditation practice!

　　……

　　Bookstore.

　　Chen Changsheng walked into the door leisurely with his hands on his back.

　　There are nine floors in this attic. On the first floor, you can see rows of bookshelves, all of which are placed with various martial arts secrets.

　　If ordinary people come in, they will definitely be dazzled by these secret books, and I don't know which magic skill to use.

　　It's just that Chen Changsheng's main goal wasn't here, he swiped it at will and focused his attention on a corner.

　　In the corner, a tall and thin old monk with a wrinkled face that could trap flies was sitting cross-legged, as if he would die at any time.