Hero Cultivation System

In the back mountain of Shaolin, a large platform was set up in the center of the training ground of Nuo University. A large banner was hung on it with several nondescript gold characters "Warmly celebrating the establishment of the Wulin Alliance". There were two viewing platforms on the left and right sides. The seats were full, and the platform was crowded with many martial arts people, who were listening to the speeches on the stage.

On the stage, a fat monk wearing a bright red cassock, with a fat head and red face, stood in the center. He held a microphone in his right hand and a tablet computer commonly known as steak in his left hand. He looked down at the prepared manuscript and read the words according to the chapter. The golden thread on the cassock Glittering under the gentle spring sun, five great monks also wearing red cassocks lined up behind him:

"... We martial arts people must not hide from the world. If martial arts people hide from the world, they will destroy themselves... Everyone has seen Shaolin's achievements today. The poor monk hopes to use the corporate philosophy and spirit to improve the management level and work efficiency of the Wulin Alliance and serve China. We are seeking the welfare of the tens of thousands of martial arts people in the country. If the martial arts people do not change, they will not be able to maintain their influence in modern society..."

The great monk was very impassioned and recited sonorously, but the distinguished guests on the viewing platform and the many martial arts people in the audience felt drowsy and very impatient.

Zhong Shi, the leader of the Kongtong Sect, who was sitting in the first row of the auditorium on the left, turned his head and whispered to Feng Conglong, the leader of the Huashan Sect beside him:

"Master Feng, it seems that the great monk Xingkong is feeling relaxed and happy today. He brought out his Buddhist CEO theory again and talked about it for more than an hour."

"Hehehehe! At first I couldn't guess who was the leader of the Wulin Alliance, but as soon as we received the invitation, we immediately thought of the great monk Xingkong, so it's not surprising that it was him."

Jingxu, the leader of Wudang sitting in the first place, sat cross-legged and meditated, lowered his eyes and rested. He didn't care that Xingkong was frothing at the mouth, just that his mind was wandering around Taixu.

But Liu Taishan, who was sitting in the second row behind Qingcheng leader Fuyun Taoist priest, turned to his junior fellow apprentice Fukong Taoist priest with disdain: "Open your mouth to be a martial arts person, keep your mouth shut. Is he a martial arts person himself? This guy He is probably the only Shaolin abbot who does not understand martial arts in the 1,500-year history of Shaolin."

Taoist Fukong also smiled and said: "That's not all. Look at the five leaders behind him. At most, they are just acquired skills. Any of the little monkeys in our sect can beat them until they can't find the north. Pfft. !His grandma’s martial arts person.”

The two delinquent middle-aged men did not lower their voices at all. Everyone nearby could hear them clearly and everyone smiled knowingly. Although their words were a bit vulgar, they made perfect sense.

Of course, martial arts people attach great importance to martial arts. The Wudang sect’s martial arts competition also included at least two symbolic games, which made everyone enjoy watching it. Although it ended in an anticlimax, it was still done in accordance with the rules of the martial arts. Most martial arts people were just too much. Just shouting a few words, then this Shaolin ceremony looks like a brainwashing conference of an MLM company? If you don’t believe me, just listen to the words of Monk Xingkong:

"...There are benefits to joining the Wulin Alliance. Please look at the brochure in your hand and turn to the fourth page...The alliance not only has a set of systematic management to provide you, but will also provide necessary help in terms of manpower and material resources. As for the management fees collected, I have discussed with several alliance leaders and plan to set up a Wulin Alliance management consulting company with all accounts open to the public..."

Damn it! Benefits! Management fees! Open accounts! What does this mean?

"Brother, look at the three leaders in the first row opposite. I only know the leader of the Songshan Sect. Who are the other two?" Taoist Fukong asked Liu Taishan curiously.

However, Liu Taishan, who had a lot of friends, didn't know the two of them. He looked at the entrance and replied casually: "I don't know either, but judging from where they are seated, these two people are still above the leader Liu of the Songshan Sect." , obviously the second and third leaders of the Wulin Alliance, this is strange, when did these two masters appear in the Wulin Alliance?"

Liu Yunhan, the Diancang sect who had specially changed seats next to the two and squeezed in, was very interested and interjected: "It turns out that you two don't know them either. I also said that we, Diancang, are in the border area and are ignorant."

"I really don't know each other, but these two old men are so profound in cultivation that we can't tell with our meager skills. I guess they must be masters from the older generation." Taoist Fukong answered.

The two of them saw that Liu Taishan had no reaction. They saw that he kept staring at the entrance. They felt very strange. Taoist Fukong asked: "Brother, who are you waiting for?"

Liu Taishan turned around and smiled and said: "You are waiting for someone. I just feel strange that in today's scene, that shit stick hasn't appeared yet."

Liu Yunhan was surprised: "Troublemaker? Brother Liu, whose nickname is this?"

Taoist Fukong chuckled. Of course he knew who Liu Taishan was talking about: "Who else? Isn't it just Xiaoliang Lianggong? This guy won't rest wherever he goes. The Wulin Alliance is in Chuncheng, and Shancheng is being punished for causing trouble. He was disgraced and returned in defeat, and the Wudang Sect's martial arts conference was turned upside down by him alone, and it ended in a hasty manner. Isn't this a stir-up?"

Liu Yunhan laughed loudly and said: "It makes sense. This little guy doesn't take softness and hardness. He has a weird temper and is not greedy for fame and wealth. He is indeed the best trouble maker. Strange, isn't he the same as the Wulin Alliance? Why is this so? Didn’t he show up at the Martial Arts Alliance ceremony when we returned?”

"Didn't you see that the Tang Sect didn't show up? Maybe Shaolin didn't give them an invitation letter at all. No one wants this troublemaker to appear at the founding ceremony, don't you think?" Taoist Fu Kong's analysis makes sense. Liu Yunhan went straight to Jingtou.

However, Liu Taishan sneered: "If I don't give him an invitation, will he not come? I believe he may have gotten the news too late. I will contact him later. With his overwhelming sense of justice, he can't come." Fortunately, we are already on our way to Shaolin."

At this point, there was applause from both the stage and the audience, and the three of them realized that the Shaolin abbot, the great monk Xingkong, had finally finished speaking.

Xingkong put his hands together and saluted and was about to retreat. At this time, an inappropriate voice suddenly came from the viewing platform: "Abbott, wait a minute! I have something to ask you."

When everyone saw that it was the leader Jingxu of the Wudang Sect, the fun began.

The great monk Xingkong shrank instinctively when he heard this, but he thought that Jingxu would not be able to do anything outrageous in public, so he calmed down and said, "It turns out to be the head of Wudang Jingxu, please give me some advice!"

Jingxu said expressionlessly: "The abbot just said that he would unite with the martial arts people to form a martial arts alliance to fight for the welfare of fellow martial arts. Pindao admires him very much. However, good and evil have not existed since ancient times. Some evil sects, such as the brotherhood in Shuangyang City, are also allowed. Joining the Wulin Alliance makes Pindao a bit puzzled."

Everyone knows that the brotherhood he is talking about is the underworld gang cultivated by the Wulin League in Shuangyang City. Their actions have touched the interests of Wudang, but the high altitude involves the conflict between good and evil, which really makes everyone feel a little disdainful. Let's just say it to you Why would the Wulin Alliance do anything to mess with me, Da Wudang? Why should it be more upright?

When it came to the dispute of words, Xingkong confidently admitted that he was second, and no one dared to admit that he was first. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "I, the Buddha, are compassionate. Since we are martial arts people, of course we treat everyone equally. There is no reason to distinguish."

Jingxu also smiled and said: "Buddha is of course merciful, but the law is not tolerated. Let the abbot know that the Shuangyang Brotherhood was annihilated and disbanded by the Shuangyang police this morning because of its misbehavior and violation of laws and disciplines in Shuangyang City."

This is a slap in the face in public! When Xingkong heard this, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't say a word.

However, someone spoke on the right side of the auditorium, and the voice was so loud that the whole venue could hear it clearly: "What Brother Jingxu said is true, but there are always some good and bad people in the martial arts world, so it is not surprising that a black sheep appears, and This cannot prevent everyone from participating in the Wulin Alliance."

Jingxu obviously knew the other party: "Brother Tu..."

But before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the distance, which made everyone's ears hurt:

"Brotherhood is nothing, so what about taking pictures of flower gates and the five-way meeting?"