Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

The little girl leads the donkey.

The Taoist Priest who looked like a young man was sitting on a donkey, holding a jade pot in his hand. The fine wine poured down the jade pot and accurately fell into his mouth.

Behind him, a small white snake followed from a distance.

One person, one donkey, one girl, and one little snake.

A strange combination, a different existence.

It's like transcending this secular world, and also like it has spread through this era, overlooking the waves of this entire era from a higher angle, observing the various conditions of this world, and the afterglow of this prosperous age.

Under the setting sun, the group headed north in the opposite direction.

The prosperity also came to an end immediately.

The depression is worse than ever.

The battle of Xiangyang has already begun.

Historically, this battle started from the Battle of Anyangtan when the Mongolian general A Shu attacked Xiangyang in the third year of Xianchun in the Southern Song Dynasty, followed by the counter-siege battle of Lu Wenhuan of the Song Dynasty, the battle of Zhang Gui and Zhang Shun to aid Xiang, the Battle of Longweizhou and the Battle of Fancheng In the end, because the city was isolated and helpless, Lu Wenhuan tried his best to surrender to the Yuan Dynasty in the ninth year of Xianchun. This lasted for nearly 6 years and ended with the fall of Xiangyang in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Xiangyang defeated Guo Jing and his wife and died for the country.

Naturally, we have not reached this step now, but the anxiety of the Xiangyang battle has really become intense.

The collision between armies and armies is fighting and breaking out every day.

The area around Xiangyang was almost like a pot of porridge.

It's just that this is unimaginable for Jiang Chen. He has not yet entered the Gold Core realm, and he has no intention to care about it. The little girl led the donkey, and his figure passed directly through Xiangyang and spent the scene. , heading towards the Quanzhen Sect.

"Gold Core!"

The soft voice spoke, and there were still some fluctuations in Jiang Chen's thoughts. This broken mountain and river, as long as there is still a heart, may be touched.

The donkey's hooves move, even in this kind of depression, with a sigh.

The originally lively and lively character of Lu Wushuang beside him also fell silent at this moment.

Along the way north, Lu Wushuang saw a lot and seemed to understand a lot, but there seemed to be a lot he didn't understand.

"Teacher, him, them?"

On the deserted ancient road, a little girl spoke in a whispering voice.

"Shuang'er, you want to ask why this happened?"

"Yes, teacher, why do they want to invade the Song Dynasty? Isn't it good to be in their home?"

The little girl's voice sounded again.

"Because of plunder, because of greed, because of jealousy, and among original sin, human war is inevitable!"

"Human beings are social animals and will spontaneously form groups. However, with the development of civilization, natural resources are becoming increasingly scarce, and in the end they will not be able to support all groups. Then there will be fights for the interests of natural resources, fights that cannot be solved with words. , naturally it can only be solved with fists."

"And fame and brutality have evolved this scene to the extreme."

"Teacher, what is civilization and what is barbarism?"

"Civilization, do you know anything?"

"have no idea!"

"Because of the great etiquette, it is called Xia; because of the beauty of attire, it is called Hua."

On the ancient road, the two young people stood up while it was still cold. Under the silent night sky, the girl's voice carried the situation, while Jiang Chen's words were somewhat leisurely, as if a hundred years had passed.

The night gradually passed.

The ancient road has an end after all.

At the end of the ancient road, a long staircase spreads to the mountain. I don't know how far it extends.

But the foot of the mountain, which should have been full of people, was now empty. There were also a few wild grasses growing on the original stone steps. It was obvious that no one had set foot here for a long time.

A stone tablet in front was already covered with moss, and no one had cleaned it for who knows how long.

The little girl's eyes blinked, and she soon discovered that there was a large character written on the stone tablet.

"Shaolin Temple!"

"Teacher, this is the Shaolin Temple!"

"Teacher, we have arrived at the Shaolin Temple!"

Lu Wushuang made an excited voice. She was very excited when she looked at this stone tablet.

Although the Shaolin Temple has been closed since Tianlong, the legend of the Shaolin Temple is still known to every martial arts person, and Lu Wushuang is no exception.

Although it is nonsense that Shaolin is the only martial arts school in the world, Shaolin is indeed famous enough.

"Shaolin Temple!"

Chewing these three words gently, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at the stone steps, and his expression at this moment couldn't help but have a fluctuation.

After all, a lot has changed in thirty years.

The prosperity of Shaolin Temple seems to have come to an end at this moment.

Buddha's salvation to the rich was just a joke before, but Jiang Chen still had respect for the Shaolin Temple, at least for the current Shaolin Temple. (The Shaolin Temple in the early days was actually pretty good. They were there to fight against the Japanese. They were also there to fight against the Japanese. There were also scum, even a lot of them...)

Of course, this respect is more for that master, that master under the heavenly dragon.

Jiang Chen gently got off the donkey's back and walked towards the mountain.

"Let's go up and have a look!"

The whispering voice spoke, and Jiang Chen stepped forward.

The stone steps are very, very long.

Jiang Chen stepped forward, and behind him, the little girl led the donkey slowly up.

I don't know how long it took, but the temples ahead appeared in front of them.

When Jiang Chen walked in.

In the Sutra Pavilion, the old monk whose eyebrows were completely pale opened his eyes.

It wasn't that he felt anything at this moment, but that a spirit gently touched his spirit and pulled his spirit, forcing him to wake up at this moment.

The figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already at the entrance of the temple.

The old monk looked down the stone steps.

Under the stone steps, Jiang Chen's figure stopped and looked at the old monk quietly.

The old monk's expression gradually changed from confusion to shock, and then from coolness to calmness.

"Master is indeed right. Your talent is probably unparalleled in the martial arts world for thousands of years.

"Amitabha!"

"I haven't seen you in thirty years, benefactor Jiang Chen."

The wine-fighting monk clasped his hands together and spoke with a sigh.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for thirty years, Master Yin."

The words were also sighed, and that was Jiang Chen's voice. Looking at the old monk in front of him, he vaguely saw Murong Fu from back then, but at this moment, Murong Fu was no longer there.

The Shaolin Temple has long since lost the aura of Nan Murong.

…Please give me flowers…

Heavenly beings, even if they are heavenly beings, they are still human beings.

It is human beings who have the end of their lifespan.

Murong Fu is no exception.

"You don't mind if I go in and take a look?"

Jiang Chen spoke in a gentle voice and looked towards the temple.

"Donor please!"

The drunkard monk stretched out his hand.

It's just that at this moment, this person's twilight and death are so clear. Thirty years of time have passed away not only Murong Fu, but also this once high-spirited wine monk.

"Thank you very much."

Jiang Chen's eyes lingered on Doujiu Monk for a moment, then he nodded and responded with a smile.

Stepping forward, there are one person, one donkey, a little girl, and an old monk.

Entered the mountain gate.

At this time, Shaolin also seemed to be extremely depressed. He could not even find out how many disciples there were in his consciousness. Compared to when he came that day, there were almost half less disciples.

The waves of the times cannot bypass anyone.

any existence.

The same is true for Shaolin Temple.

The two people's footsteps were moving forward, while the little girl and the donkey looked around curiously.

After a moment of walking, Jiang Chen's steps stopped, and the Sutra Pavilion in front of him remained the same.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the old monk again, and the wine-fighting monk in front of him was still on the attic, drinking the wine in his hand uninhibitedly.

"sough"

The soft sound echoed in the courtyard, and the broom rubbed the ground again and again, gradually bringing the dead leaves to a pile, and finally converged.

On the attic, he sat across from him thirty years ago, with the old monk next to him.

"God, the old monk is actually not as good as those few, but if the donor wants to listen, the old monk can give a lecture.

"Heaven and man are the interests of heaven and the interest of man among the six interests. The Infinite Life Sutra says: 'Heavens and people return to you.' It also says: 'All heavens and people.' The pagoda version of the Lotus Sutra says: 'Move all heavens and people.' , put it in another land."

The old monk's words are whispering, like chanting sutras, like humming.

It's just that these are just trances after all. The scene in front of you disappears. The old monk has disappeared long ago. The former wine-fighting monk has now become an old monk. Everything is still the same, but everything is different.

Jiang Chen was silent. Maybe at this moment, he didn't have the ups and downs and heart attack caused by the death of his master Wang Chongyang, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but sigh. After all, this was a character he was familiar with, a character who belonged to the previous era, and this One also helped him a lot, a lot.

The Nine Yang Magic Kung Fu, the Perfection of Foundation Building Kung Fu, and the final state of mind.

If Xu Zhu and Duan Yu opened the way for him to move forward, then Murong Fu completely laid a solid foundation for him. Only then did his immortal cultivation techniques truly reach the level where they can appear, not just appear in Qi Refining levels.

After all, the Qi Refining level looks very good, but in fact the difference from martial arts training is not as big as imagined. It is not until the Foundation Building level that the biggest difference between them is.

(It’s a little late. There is another update next. I accidentally fell asleep on the table. In the third update, everyone seems to have guessed this arrangement. But the previous scene in the Southern Song Dynasty Palace, do you know what it is?? Haha!! three).