Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

"Could it be that your old man wants to show his might, break into Shaolin alone, and snatch back the seventy-two stunts in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion."

Facing the eager eyes of his apprentices, two black lines appeared in Wang Chonglou's eyebrows, and he said angrily: "Your master and I broke into the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but I can get in, but I can't get out." "

"Then your old man said such a big talk, isn't it still nonsense."

Lin Xuan complained.

"Don't worry."

Wang Chonglou was calm: "Who said that I don't have Buddhist exercises, and I can't get the top exercises like King Kong not breaking the body, but I still have the martial arts of the nine-fold golden bell jar." "

"Really?"

The young Taoist priest was obviously a little unconvinced.

Wang Chonglou explained: "This is a long story, and we have to start with the battle between Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Wudang not only has many Buddhist exercises in his hands, but also a lot of Confucian Qi refining techniques, and similarly, Buddhism and Confucianism also have a lot of martial arts in our Taoist hands. "

"Ahem."

The young Taoist priest said: "Isn't this inappropriate, I'm a disciple of Wudang, when I walk the rivers and lakes in the future, I will be seen to know Shaolin's martial arts, I'm afraid that some people will say that Wudang is not as good as Shaolin." "

"Good apprentice, are your pure yang skills and martial arts kung fu ornaments?"

"Whoever dares to gossip let him taste our Wudang kung fu, he naturally knows whether our Wudang kung fu is powerful."

Wang Chonglou said: "The way of martial arts is to intercept the strengths of hundreds of schools, integrate them, and use them for their own use. "

The Wudang master paused and said with a smile: "And the Buddhism exercises in our Wudang hands have long been improved, not to mention outsiders, even if the people from the Buddhism come they can't recognize it." "

"Good apprentice, you wait a while, and the teacher will go and find exercises for you."

After that, he left from the Zhenwu Hall for half an hour before he went and returned, and put down the two martial arts cheats casually.

Said: "Look at it, the old one is Shaolin's nine-fold golden bell jar, although it is not as bad as King Kong, but it is enough for you to cultivate to the King Kong realm."

The new one is the twelve-story white jade gong improved by the elders in the door with the nine-fold golden bell jar. "

Lin Xuan first picked up the cheats of the nine-fold golden bell jar and looked at it intently.

Wang Chonglou picked up the teacup and tasted it leisurely.

"The biggest difference is that after the nine-fold golden bell jar is completed, once it is exercised, it is covered with golden light.

And the twelve-story white jade gong, after the completion of the body, the skin is like white jade, and the power is much better than the golden bell jar. "

It took more than half an hour for Lin Xuan to put down the cultivation technique of the nine-fold golden bell jar, and then picked up the twelve-story white jade gong to look at it.

Buddhism is from the outside to the inside, and the Tao is from the inside out, as for why there are few people who practice Buddhism and Taoism, the biggest reason is that double cultivation is extremely difficult.

Human energy is limited, and whether it is refining the body or refining the qi, it is extremely time-consuming.

The vast majority of people have to make trade-offs, and they have to push their paths to the limit.

In order to make up for the defects and achieve the realm of both internal and external cultivation.

Most of the people in this world are ordinary people, just like Lin Xuan, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, there are very few people who can step into the King Kong Realm, all of them are rare, and there is no one in ten thousand.

Only then will there be extra time to cultivate both external and internal skills.

"How? Good apprentice, this white jade skill is not bad. "

Wang Chonglou saw that he had finished reading the exercises, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Not bad."

Lin Xuan nodded, not only is it not bad, compared to the white jade skill of this twelve-story building and the nine-fold golden bell jar, the blue is better than the blue.

"The disciple will retire first."

The young Taoist priest stood up.

"Go ahead."

Wang Chonglou stroked his beard: "Practice, although it is extremely important to be diligent and hardworking, but also remember to relax to a certain extent, if you are tired and tired, you can rest and practice again." "

"Master, rest assured."

Walking out of the True Martial Palace, Lin Xuan couldn't wait to return to the room and began to study Bai Yugong.

The dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism is as simple as four words, which is easy to say, but it is even more difficult to do.

Moreover, the martial arts of Buddhism pursue more tempering the body through external forces, just like striking iron, and refining refined steel through thousands of hammers.

"It seems that I have to find the third senior sister to help tomorrow."

Lin Xuan said secretly.

The remnant sun was on fire, the night was over, and the sky and the earth began to darken.

Sit cross-legged, exhaling and refining qi while continuing to meditate on the exercises in your mind.

The next morning

The morning sun is rising, the sun is shining, the sea of clouds is surging, and it is unpredictable.

At the foot of the mountain

The young Taoist was bare-chested, sitting cross-legged, and the third senior sister Mu Huanhuan was standing beside him, holding a wooden stick the thickness of a baby's arm.

In the gazebo, there are also many brass sticks and wrought iron rods of different sizes.

"Little junior brother, do you really want to fight?"

Mu Huanhuan said weakly.

"Let's fight."

Lin Xuan spoke, then closed his eyes, and put away the true qi of the body protection, so as not to hurt his senior sister later.

"Then I'll fight, if you can't hold it, just speak."

After Mu Huanhuan finished speaking, he carried the wooden stick, took a deep breath, and threw it towards the Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged.

There was a faint sound of breaking the air, and it was evident that it was full of strength, but it fell on Lin Xuan, who did not move at all, but the wooden stick in his hand was broken in two.

"I'll do it anyway."

In the pavilion, Uncle Xiao shook his head, carrying a brass stick with a thick arm, and walked towards Lin Xuan.

"Uncle Junior, don't be too heavy."

Mu Huanhuan was afraid that he would break the little junior brother, so he hurriedly said.

"Don't worry."

Uncle Xiao nodded with a smile: "Good nephew, you have to put away the true qi of the body, otherwise you can't refine the physical body, not to mention, your little uncle I have to lie in bed for ten days and a half months." "

"Uncle Xiao, don't worry."

"Boom".

The heavy brass stick was extremely heavy, and although Uncle Xiao's body looked weak, with the blessing of internal force, it swung up, and smashed heavily on Lin Xuan's body.

The latter let out a muffled snort.

"Go on."

Lin Xuan spoke.

"Okay, I can't stand it, so I'll say."

Uncle Xiao's face was solemn, and the second stick was smashed out, then the third stick, the fourth stick, and the fifth stick.

One stick after another smashed on the young Taoist priest's body, back, heart, hands, and legs.

Although Lin Xuan had cultivated martial arts for many years, he had also connected the Pure Yang Martial Arts to the fifth major consummation.

But before that, he had not specifically cultivated the hard skills of the outer door, and his physique was more dependent on the cultivation of true qi and the true qi of protecting the body caused by pure yang true qi.

At the moment, there is no true qi to protect the body, and the strength of the brass stick is more than hundreds of catties, although it is not fatal to smash on the body.

But it hurts, it hurts.

"Nephew, come for you."

Half an hour later, Uncle Xiao was tired and panting, sweating profusely, unable to breathe up and down, and his arms were hanging down, making it difficult to even lift up.

He handed the brass stick to Mu Huanhuan, sat on the steps of the gazebo by himself, and drank water in a big gulp.

"Third Senior Sister, the strength can be greater."

Lin Xuan spoke.

Looking at the blue and purple scars on his little junior brother's body, although Mu Huanhuan couldn't bear it, he still did it.

"Boom".

True Qi urged, injected into the brass stick, and smashed down, Lin Xuan's figure shook.

"Go on."

He endured the severe pain and mobilized his true qi. Protect the internal organs and the meridians around the body.

For a whole morning, at the foot of the mountain, the low roar did not disappear.

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