Hero Cultivation System

As soon as he finished speaking, a red shadow floated down from the viewing platform on the right. When everyone took a closer look, it was an old monk with white eyebrows and numerous wrinkles on his face.

The old monk was also wearing a bright red cassock. When he came to the stage, he put his hands together and saluted Xingkong, and said, "I have seen the master." But before Xingkong could return the salute, he turned around and looked at Liang Gong up and down.

Abbot Xingkong was about to return the favor, but when he raised his hand, it hung awkwardly in the air.

With such an abnormal situation, everyone present naturally knew it well. Xingkong, with his ability to make money, had already settled all the dissatisfied forces in Shaolin. The one who still disrespects him now is nothing more than the previous generation.

Just a few eminent monks.

Liang Gong felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw the old guy's fiery eyes. Damn it, I'm not gay, and with so many people present, this kind of look is too easy to cause misunderstanding.

He laughed and said: "Ahem! Ahem! The master recognized it." Of course the old monk came here for the wood-burning sword technique he just showed, which was also one of Liang Gong's purposes.

"The donor should be practicing the Marrow Cleansing Sutra? I'm afraid that the Shaolin Wood Burning Sword Technique just now is almost perfect. The old monk has practiced hard for more than thirty years and is still not as good as you." The old monk with white eyebrows said with a bitter smile.

The people on both sides of the auditorium with clear barriers were all shocked. This old monk actually admitted that Shaolin swordsmanship was not as good as Liang Gong. Is this possible?

Is this praising my brother, or is he flattering me? Liang Gong could only smile bitterly and said: "Master is joking, don't dare to take it seriously."

The two people were chatting on the stage. Not only Abbot Xingkong and the five chief ministers on the stage were dumbfounded, but everyone on and off the stage didn't know why the old monk came out. Only Liu Taishan from Qingcheng and Taoist Fukong listened.

After reading the past events mentioned by the head of Emei Hua, I knew a little bit about Liang Gong's inheritance, so I guessed that the older generation of Shaolin might suspect that Liang Gong was the descendant of the unknown monk, that is, the errant disciple that Shaolin had been looking for for a long time.

"Uncle Dingshan, if you have any questions, why don't you go down and talk to Donor Liang? Today is the establishment ceremony of the Wulin Alliance. It's a shame that Shaolin's own affairs have hindered the ceremony." Xingkong walked up to the old monk Dingshan.

Said a few words in a low voice.

The great abbot just took a look around and found that Wudang Jingxu and others were in high spirits, looking like they were waiting for a good show. The Wulin Alliance didn't seem so happy that Uncle Dingshan suddenly ran out and stole the spotlight of the ceremony.

Furthermore, when Liang Gong makes trouble in public, he must be dealt with quickly, otherwise it will greatly damage his prestige. However, because of Dingshan’s different status, Qianri treats him lukewarmly. Can he be persuaded? Xingkong himself

Not sure either.

Dingshan is the only remaining elder of the previous generation of Shaolin. Especially his martial arts skills are unfathomable. He is the pillar that monk Xingkong relies on. Otherwise, the group of monks he brought out alone would not be able to hold up the scene. Faced with Jing Jing

A master like Xu only has a guilty conscience. If Shaolin didn't still have some confidence, the great abbot wouldn't even have the courage to talk to Jingxu face to face.

Who knew that the old monk Dingshan and Liang Gong both turned their heads to look at him, completely regarded him as nothing, and turned back to continue their conversation.

"The old monk is telling the truth. Donor Liang is extremely talented and beyond the reach of the old monk."

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment. My wood-burning knife skills are indeed approaching a master's level." Liang Gong said truthfully.

"That's right. May I ask who Master Liang is a disciple of? The Marrow Cleansing Sutra and the wood-burning sword technique are both secrets that are not taught in Shaolin. The matter is so important that the old monk has to be rude."

"It's easy to talk about. My master is a monk, but he never explained his origin to me." Liang Gong described the sweeping monk master truthfully. There was no falsehood in his words, and it had nothing to do with Shaolin. If

Shaolin, like Huawei, mistakenly believed that he was the unknown monk disciple of this era. That was not his fault.

But seeing old monk Dingshan's eyes getting brighter and brighter, Liang Gong knew that he must have admitted his mistake, which was exactly what he wanted.

After hearing this, Dingshan clasped his hands and sighed: "Donor Liang, your master sounds very similar to the only remaining senior in our temple. With your Marrow Cleansing Sutra and wood-burning knife skills, the old monk is 80% sure that you may have originated from

This temple, but we have to verify this with the old monk and other brothers, can we ask Donor Liang to go to the back mountain with the old monk?"

Liang Gong shook his head and said: "I am here because of the martial arts alliance. As long as the matter is resolved, I will definitely go with the master to meet the other masters."

Dingshan understood what he was talking about and sighed secretly, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had no choice but to bow to Liang Gong with his hands folded, then returned to Xingkong and whispered:

"Master, according to what this little benefactor Liang said, the old monk suspected that he might be the apprentice of his great uncle. His great uncle had previously stated that he would travel all over the world to find his successor. Judging from the skills of this young benefactor, if he were not his great uncle

How can such an expert

How is it possible for him to achieve such a high level of achievement at such a young age? The old monk immediately went to notify all the fellow apprentices to verify it together. But if it is true, then Donor Liang will become a junior uncle, and the master must not wait for him." After saying this,

Resigned and left in a hurry.

Xingkong and the other five leaders all felt numb after hearing this. If Liang Gong was really a disciple of the senior in the temple, they would all have to call him their great uncle. They really couldn't offend him.

Xingkong knew in his heart that Dingshan Buddhism was profound and that nothing could be done without caring about his heart. He had reached the state where all four elements were empty. Seeing that he was acting uncharacteristically today, it was obvious that the matter was not trivial. Although he had used some means to ascend to the abbot's throne, he did not dare to offend anyone, including Dingshan.

Some elders, the problem is that Liang Gong seems to be a bit unyielding, so they let him sit on the wax.

He thought for a while, then came up and said to Liang Gong who was waiting aside: "Donor Liang, can you explain clearly your purpose of coming? If there is any misunderstanding, I can explain it to you, whether it's a poor monk or anyone from the Wulin Alliance."

Liang Gong laughed loudly, secretly mentioning that his true energy was only 10% of the lion's roar and said: "The abbot may have been deceived by Xiao Xiao. In recent months, the martial arts alliance has caused troubles in various parts of China. Not only is it like what the head of Wudang Jingxu said,

He formed an alliance with local underworld gangs and sent people to support the eradication of all dissidents. After taking control of the city, he jointly controlled housing prices and increased prices to seek huge profits. People everywhere were miserable." His words were amplified and buzzed in the audience.

It's hard not to hear it.

"I am here today just to prevent the Wulin Alliance from succeeding. If the Wulin Alliance agrees to give up the practice of treating everyone in the world as ants, I will naturally leave without saying a word. However, if the Wulin Alliance still insists on committing atrocities, then

Offended..."

After saying this, he paused for a moment, and a pair of eyes shot out, shining heavily on the people of the Wulin Alliance on the viewing platform on the right. Those with lower cultivation levels even avoided looking at him, daring not to look at him.

"The Jianghu is the Jianghu. Let's compare the size of our fists today. Let me draw a line here. If someone from the Wulin Alliance can defeat me, my master and I will stand by and ignore the big and small matters of the Wulin Alliance from now on. If the Wulin Alliance is completely defeated by me,

My subordinates, in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes, I demand that the Wulin Alliance be disbanded, but if the Wulin Alliance does not act in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes, then don’t blame me for not knowing the rules."