Hero Cultivation System

Liang Gong looked at the few old monks in front of him who were whispering and exchanging opinions. He was a little speechless. He didn't know if it was because he had been respected and sought after by others for many years. He didn't even ask Liang Gong, but directly discussed his problem.

Did brother say that he wanted to join your Shaolin?

Liang Gong thought he had made it very clear. Since the old monk master had no intention of letting him join Shaolin, he certainly had no intention of violating his master's orders. However, these old bald donkeys seemed to ignore it directly and were only discussing whether to agree to his joining. What makes people even more speechless is that she did it in front of him and didn't shy away from him at all.

"Senior Brother Qualitative, based on what Donor Liang said and his wood-burning sword skills, I believe that Donor Liang must be the disciple of my great-uncle. At that time, everyone knew that my great-uncle traveled all over the world to find the successor. Although our temple is famous for not It's a shame to fall into his eyes, but you should also be glad that your uncle has finally found a successor, and that Donor Liang has reached such a height at such a young age. Only his uncle in the world can teach such a disciple." Dingshan was the first to say that he opinions.

Except for their determination, the expressions of the other three people are not normal. This Dingshan is too paranoid. Has he ever thought that it is not just a matter of Shaolin finding a stray disciple? Once this disciple is found, they will have a lot of problems. A young uncle, an old monk who is nearly 100 years old, has to perform the descendant ceremony to a young man of about 20 years old, which is as awkward as it sounds.

"Brother Dingding, I don't think so. Although the wood-burning sword technique or the indestructible magic technique of the Vajra are Shaolin secrets, theoretically it is impossible to spread them to outsiders, but this temple has been established for thousands of years, has a long history, and has a broad gate and wall. I don’t know how many disciples there are, and it is inevitable that their kung fu will leak out. You can admit that he is a Shaolin disciple, but you cannot directly identify him as the descendant of his great uncle just because of his kung fu." What the great monk Ding'an said is not unreasonable.

After pondering for a while, the old monk Dingyuan said, "Senior brother Ding'an is right. There are many rumors about my uncle in the world, and many people from the older generation of Jianghu have met my uncle. It’s not surprising to know that he has a portrait. Don’t assume that he must be the heir to the great uncle Liang’s mantle just because of his words.”

When Dingshan heard this, of course he knew what the concerns of Ding'an and Dingyuan were, but he could not do such a scandal by excluding the descendants of his great uncle from the mountain gate because he could not lose face. So he continued to argue:

"Although the story about the portrait of my great-uncle can be made up, and there are quite a few Kung Fu that have been secretly circulated in this temple for thousands of years, Donor Liang is so pure in Shaolin Kung Fu that even I can't match him. Considering his age, alone, It is absolutely impossible to practice Kung Fu secrets that are circulated outside to such an extent. Without a master like my great uncle, not even my brothers and I can teach such disciples."

Ding Ding nodded in praise of Shan. Ding Shan was right. The disciples the five of them had taught since childhood could only barely break through the innate realm at Liang Gong's age. Probably only his great uncle could teach a disciple like Liang Gong. .

The three of them were still chattering and arguing. They looked at the only junior brother Dingzhen who did not speak and said, "Junior brother Dingzhen, what do you think?"

"Senior brother, I will never admit it without seeing my uncle." Monk Dingzhen said only one sentence, but he was the only one who made his position clear.

Seeing that he had made a decision, Dingding coughed slightly, asked the other juniors to stop arguing, and then turned around and said:

"Donor Liang, there is no doubt that you are a Shaolin disciple, but... I still have doubts about whether you are the successor of my great-uncle, so I might as well wait for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Gong burst out laughing. Although Monk Dingding was plain and gentle by nature, he still looked quite ugly after being interrupted suddenly.

"Arrogant!" Monk Dingyuan said angrily.

"You are so arrogant!" Liang Gong roared back with a louder voice. This sound contained a 50% Buddhist lion's roar. All the glass in the reception room was instantly shattered and spewed out. Several Shaolin disciples who were guarding outside were frightened. Try your best to back away.

At this time, the five old monks could not sit still and all stood up. Ding Ding was only unhappy, but Ding'an and Dingyuan had their eyes wide open and angry, while Dingshan looked at both sides anxiously.

Liang Gong ignored them, stood up slowly and thoughtfully, stretched his waist and said:

"What a big tone. I said at that time that I wanted to join your Shaolin. Does Shaolin have a good reputation? Even if my master is a Shaolin disciple, he can't force me to join Shaolin. Whether I am a Shaolin disciple or not is not what you say. Forget it."

Monk Ding'an said angrily: "Since you practice Shaolin martial arts, then you are a Shaolin disciple and should be under the management of Shaolin."

"Pfft!" Liang Gong spat out. What kind of fallacy is this?

"Great monk, those who practice Shaolin martial arts are Shaolin disciples. Then the abbot of your temple puts all the secret books online for people to buy freely. All the people who practice Shaolin martial arts are Shaolin disciples. It can be said that there are Shaolin disciples all over the world."

Monk Ding'an blushed: "That's different. Those people can only learn a superficial knowledge at most, but what you practice is the authentic Shaolin secret kung fu."

"Hahaha! It turns out that what your temple sells is only superficial kung fu. This is a fraud. I wonder if those buyers who spend a lot of money to buy so-called Shaolin secrets online will be willing to do so after knowing this news?"

"You...you are slandering Shaolin." The old monk Ding'an hasn't argued with anyone in many years. How could he be the opponent of the oily-tongued rascal Liang Gong? Hearing this, he could only blush and feel thick-necked, but he couldn't say anything. This is why.

Although Dingshan also felt that Liang Gong was too arrogant, but seeing the conflict between the two parties becoming more and more intense, he couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Dingshan, it's not easy to break up!" This was because if Liang Gong's master was really his uncle, he might be worried in the future. It's hard to explain to him.

Thinking about it qualitatively, the possibility that Liang Gong is the descendant of his uncle cannot be ruled out at present. It is really not appropriate to fall out with him. I wanted to speak to ease the atmosphere, but Dingzhen, who is usually taciturn, actually spoke at this time:

"Since you practice Shaolin magic, Shaolin must be responsible for you. If you act recklessly in the world, Shaolin will also be affected and you are unwilling to become a Shaolin disciple. Then the old monk will have to recover your martial arts."

Liang Gong was shocked. He wanted to regain his kung fu without joining Shaolin, just because he might do evil. Damn it! Such strong words came from the mouth of a Shaolin monk. However, seeing that the other four monks were silent, they obviously agreed with Ding's words. ,

Damn, is there any justice in this world?

"What? Recovering martial arts? Who are you? Did you teach me my martial arts? Recovering my martial arts? Ridiculous! Childish! I don't want to be a Shaolin disciple. Let's see how you, an old bald donkey, can recover it. ?" Liang Gong laughed angrily. Such unreasonable words really made people disagree.

As soon as Ding Ding heard it, he immediately knew something was wrong. Ding Zhen was an old-fashioned person and the most important thing was to differentiate between superior and inferior. But for a young man like Liang Gong to speak so rudely, it would definitely irritate Ding Zhen. However, he did not consider who was rude first and who was the first. Unreasonable.

"Obstacle! I will destroy you today, old monk." Dingzhen was about to rush forward in anger, but Dingshan's hand quickly caught him.

Liang Gong chuckled: "Oh no! What kind of world is this? I suddenly became an evil obstacle and you want to destroy me? Come on, brother is standing here waiting for you to transcend. It just happened that I didn't have enough activities just now. I will help you relax your muscles and bones."

Ding Zhen is entangled with Ding Shan and cannot get rid of it for a while. Seeing that as long as Ding Ding comes out and makes a fool of himself to soften the situation, the situation will not be too decisive. Ding Zhen also knows that the outcome is a foregone conclusion as soon as he takes action. It will be difficult to turn around in the future. , so he put his hand on Dingzhen's shoulders, preparing to appease both parties.

Unexpectedly, Dingyuan, who was standing by the side, without saying a word, took off the long-eye-sized rosary hanging on his chest, took two steps forward, swung it, and smashed it down towards Liang Gong.