Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

"Chongba, look, what is this?"

"Why is there an extra basin!"

The words spoken by Shen Wansan next to him attracted Zhu Chongba's eyes involuntarily.

At this moment, he discovered that his little friend had an unknown metal basin in his hand. It was not big and extremely inconspicuous.

"This is?"

The soft voice spoke, and a certain thought that seemed to have been suppressed suddenly relaxed at this moment, and once again looked at the place where Jiang Chen was, although there seemed to be nothing there at this time. .

The Taoist in green shirt descends on a donkey.

A figure and a legend gradually overlapped in his mind.

Could it be.

At this moment, Zhu Chongba suddenly remembered a thought, a thought that he should have thought of immediately,

"Immortal!"

As he murmured to himself, Zhu Chongba couldn't help but feel excited. He couldn't help but hold the dagger in his hand. At this moment, he seemed to vaguely feel the weight of the dagger.

"There are millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, but the sword on his waist is still bloody! The old monk doesn't know the hero, so he just asks Xiaoxiao for his name."

Repeating the immortal's words, although he didn't know what it meant at this time, he firmly remembered the content of these words.

"Chongba, what are you talking about?"

Zhu Chongba's voice was whispering, but Shen Wansan didn't understand it. He held the small basin in his hand and turned it over and over, feeling a little strange and curious.

"Wansan, this is a good thing, keep it well!"

His thoughts converged, and after listening to his friend's words, Zhu Chongba bowed slightly towards the distance, and then said something that Shen Wansan couldn't understand at all, but Shen Wansan still obeyed his friends as a whole.

On the mountain road.

The donkey moved forward slowly.

The encounter with Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Wansan was just an accident, and I don't know if a casual behavior can cause much waves.

What he gave Zhu Yuanzhang was a Law Weapon sword. It was a work he made in his spare time when he was refining the Law Weapon. The level was not low, not as good as the fairy sword, but it was more magical than many Law Weapons.

As for Shen Wansan, that was his bad taste.

Of course, there are also benefits. There is a lot of business knowledge from his previous life, which he poured directly into his basin, and it will continue to show up in the next time.

Many of them are useful, and many are useless. It depends on how much Shen Wansan can grasp.

This is destined to be just random.

Old man, let's go to Shaolin. "

Gently patting the donkey's back, Jiang Chen's figure lay leisurely on it, raising the jade pot in his hand, and a touch of wine fell from the mouth of the pot and fell into his mouth.

It's so comfortable in the coolness.

The white clouds are leisurely like me, and I am like the white clouds leisurely.

Both things have no intention, and they are at ease in the world.

The long poems were passed on the mountains, and Jiang Chen gradually returned to the Central Plains along the return path of the six major sects.

The Central Plains is still in bloom.

In Songshan, nearly a hundred years have passed.

Stepping here again, there has undoubtedly been another change.

Decades ago, he stepped here. Songshan Mountain was closed to the world, and Shaolin Mountain was closed. The stairs leading up to the stairs were already covered with moss. There were only a few monks under the ancient Buddha with green lanterns in the temple. However, decades later Nowadays, there is a bit more prosperity on Mount Song again. It may not be as grand as the Tianlong period, but it is much better than the period of the Shooting Condor and the Divine Condor.

Jiang Chen's figure stepped onto the stairs.

This time he didn't hide his figure intentionally, and naturally he was noticed quickly.

The donkey, the green-robed Taoist, plus today's Shaolin Temple.

This outfit is really eye-catching.

First it was the pilgrims, and soon it was the monks of the Shaolin Temple.

There is no way, this is the Shaolin Temple, the Sacred Land of Buddhism. Now, a man dressed as a Taoist has come here, and it is difficult for people not to notice. Although Taoism and Buddhism have not reached the level of incompatibility, the dispute between Taoism and Buddhism can It has also been known for a long time that it is not a good behavior for a Taoist to step into Buddhism like this.

It's just that with Jiang Chen's appearance, along with the opening of the immortal road on Wudang Mountain and Zhongnan Mountain, there are not a few people who are familiar with him, or in other words, there is no unfamiliar person in the entire world.

When the Zheng Shen gradually receded, everyone's faces could not help but turn into shock and surprise at this moment.

"Yes, worry!"

"Yes, that immortal!"

"Quick, notify the abbot!"

Someone spoke with a stuttering voice, and the look of shock on his face could not be concealed. Fortunately, the monks who were waiting outside were extremely clever. Finally, someone noticed it and ran towards the temple. passed.

In the Shaolin Temple.

Separate inside and outside.

Foreign aid provides pilgrims with incense offerings, while the inner courtyard is responsible for spiritual practice.

Even now, nearly a hundred years ago, the inner courtyard has only gradually emerged from depression and is far from being prosperous.

At this time, in the inner courtyard of Bodhidharma Court.

Abbot Kongwen and junior brother Kongxing were talking.

"Brother, it has been ten years since Wudang Mountain was closed!"

Kongxing spoke with a sigh, a little embarrassed, but also a little envious.

"It should have been twelve years now!"

Kong Wen nodded, with a slight sigh in his expression. To be honest, even if the Buddhist family had no dispute, the two of them could not help but have mixed feelings about their encounter in Wudang.

"That Zhang Perfected Being is really lucky to be so valued by others!"

"Hey, we can only blame us for missing our destiny, Amitabha!"

Kong Wen clasped his hands together, and his sigh seemed to become more intense.

But just as the two were talking, the next moment anxious shouts rang out from outside Bodhidharma Courtyard.

Senior brother, during these days, although the number of disciples in my Shaolin Temple has gradually increased, there are still some good ones and some bad ones!"

Kongxing spoke with a frown.

Kong Wen also concentrated for a moment, and waved his hand to signal the monk to lead in the people calling outside the door.

"What happened? Why are you so worried?"

"After reporting, go to Sutra Pavilion and copy the Diamond Sutra fifty times!"

When the monk entered the door, Kongxing couldn't help but speak with a cold snort.

"Abbott, first seat!"

"It's not bad, no, it's not bad."

The monk bowed and didn't even have time to react to the words of emptiness. He couldn't help but speak anxiously.

It's just that some of the words seemed to be spoken too hastily, and the order of the words was confused for a while. It was impossible to understand what the words meant, and the two people couldn't help but look at each other again.

"What's good, tell me!"

Kongxing spoke again with a cold drink.

A powerful momentum rushed towards his face, and the monk's body trembled, but he still stabilized after this shock.

With sweat profusely on his face, he was about to speak.

But at this moment, I haven't waited for him to explain clearly.

"Quan Zhen Chunyang is here. Everyone from Shaolin Temple, please come out and meet him!"

The voice was calm and not mixed with any tone, but the words seemed to contain a meaning that could not be rejected, making people follow his voice involuntarily.

And heard these words.

Kongwen and Kongxing, their originally frowning expressions couldn't help but tremble.

"Quan Zhen, Chunyang?"

"It's that immortal!"

Muttering to himself, the two looked at each other.

The next moment, the two figures disappeared from the spot. At this time, they actually used the top level of Qinggong and headed outside.

Of course, these two were not the only ones who reacted like this at this moment.

The same is true of Kong Chi in another place.

And in the dry well, the three old monks sitting cross-legged also suddenly opened their eyes at this moment.

"It's that immortal!"

"Quan Zhen, Chunyang, the one who is really 670!"

"That one came to my Shaolin!"

The words of the three people were spoken almost at the same time, and the next moment the three people also disappeared.

Soon, monks gathered together at the gate of Shaolin. Almost all the senior officials of the Shaolin Temple were present. Only three monks among the four monks arrived. "The main monk also arrived.

And their figures walked out of the temple one after another and came to the stairs.

And there, a donkey and a green-robed Taoist gradually came into view.

A man, a pot of wine and a donkey, but he seems to be the only one in this world.

The voice disappeared at this moment, and the sight was frozen at this moment. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Jiang Chen. At this moment, Jiang Chen was truly the only one. No one was more dazzling than him, and no one was more eye-catching than him.

And when the donkey stepped onto the stone steps and reached Rank One at the end.

Everyone in the Shaolin Temple, whether they were ordinary monks, the abbot, or the three divine monks, couldn't help but bow down at this moment.

"Everyone in Shaolin Temple has seen the Immortal Leader!"

Kong Wen's voice spoke, and at this moment it was only his voice.

It appeared extremely clear at the entrance of this empty temple, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

And this scene is shocking enough. There are still many pilgrims in Shaolin Temple now. Everyone looks here, and their faces can't help but have a strange look. A group of eminent monks from Shaolin Temple, those who have seen them in the past. The eminent monk who could not be seen was actually saluting a Daoist, and he was so solemn.

It's beyond words to describe surprise.

Everyone's expressions were complicated, and their moods were also ups and downs at this moment.

His eyes couldn't help but also noticed the Taoist in green shirt.

It's just that compared to the people in the world, ordinary people know much less, and really no one recognizes Jiang Chen.

(Big chapter, third update. There is another one today. I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. There should be one before eight o'clock in the morning!!).