I can be invincible all thanks to myself, martial arts, and my upper body!

After a while, the monk was still in the middle of a long tunnel.

The old monk lay in the crouching posture for more than ten minutes before he stood up and looked at Cui Dongshan with a smile, saying, "How is it? If you join our Jinding Temple, I will teach you this crouching tiger posture and guarantee that you will reach a higher level of crouching posture within a year."

Cui Dongshan immediately showed a hesitant expression on his face.

Acting requires a sense of hierarchy.

The first time he refused straightforwardly, and the second time he was given a little sweetness, so he naturally acted hesitantly.

Only such an expression can make Jindingshan feel that he was shaken and increase his bet.

Sure enough, Cui Dongshan's hesitation made the old monk happy.

I'm not afraid of your firm attitude, I'm afraid that you won't take the bait.

My practice this time was very effective.

"Actually, I am also very interested in other Zhuanggong. I wonder if there is a chance to watch other masters practice?" Cui Dongshan took the opportunity to ask.

The old monk was stunned and looked at Cui Dongshan in confusion.

What's the point of just watching?

If you want to learn, we will pass on our decades of experience, which is the most important thing.

Or, this kid doubts that I am the only one who can show off in our Jinding Temple?

Oh, this kid is a little scheming.

However, you will be satisfied.

The name of the Eight Vajra of my Jinding Temple is not a joke.

I have seven brothers, and the eldest brother is the abbot of Jinding Temple, and his strength is stronger than mine.

If you still don't believe it, there is still a master uncle in the previous generation who is still alive. He is now traveling and can be brought back to give you a little shock in the Buddhist martial arts.

With his mind turning over and over, the old monk smiled calmly: "Other standing exercises are naturally no problem. If the young donor wants to see them, I can also arrange one or two."

"Really?" Cui Dongshan was surprised.

The old monk said: "Monks do not tell lies."

Cui Dongshan said: "Then shall we go now?"

Old monk: ? ? ?

This kid is quite anxious.

"Okay." The old monk did not say anything polite and led the way directly. Then along the way, he explained to Cui Dongshan the origin of Jinding Temple, its influence in Buddhism, and even its status in Daxia.

In addition, it was implicitly expressed that the more powerful martial arts of Jinding Temple was the Arhat Golden Body. Once it was cultivated to perfection, it would be invulnerable to swords and guns. Legend has it that more than 2,000 years ago, there was a monk in Jinding Temple who cultivated the Arhat Golden Body to the highest level. Finally, the primordial spirit was revealed, and he turned into a rainbow and ascended to the Arhat fruit position.

Cui Dongshan was stunned when he heard it.

Good guy, in order to get me started, you directly turned your martial arts into a myth, right?

The Buddhist sect deceives people in a set of ways, and people have to admit it.

But Cui Dongshan didn't care.

I don't believe in the status of gods and Buddhas.

I only believe in my own fist power.

Only through self-cultivation and real progress and improvement, this is real, everything else is false.

Then, he took back the Crouching Tiger Fist.

A beautiful voice sounded.

"Your Crouching Tiger Fist has received one-on-one immersive teaching from the elder who passed on the skills of the Jinding Temple in Hanzhou, a member of the Buddhist Martial Arts Association, the vice president of the Hanzhou Buddhist Martial Arts Association, the director of the Jiangbei Province Posture Association, nicknamed Crouching Tiger Zen Master, and the seventh-grade Yuanyuan of the master realm, and the progress has increased by 211 points."

Then, there was a magnificent information impact, which made Cui Dongshan couldn't help but stop, close his eyes, and digest it quickly.

After a moment, Cui Dongshan came back to his senses and heard the old monk say, "What's wrong with you?"

Looking at the old monk's puzzled eyes.

Cui Dongshan said, "Master, don't say anything. I almost couldn't help it just now. I wanted to agree to you and become a monk in Jinding Temple, but I haven't left any offspring yet. My Cui family can't be extinct."

Looking at Cui Dongshan's helpless expression.

The old monk smiled and said nothing.

The seeds have been planted, waiting for them to blossom and bear fruit.

After Cui Dongshan made a casual perfunctory remark, he looked at the new Crouching Tiger Fist again. He really wanted to join Jinding Temple.

This is much more than I expected.

Originally, I thought that I would be satisfied if I could get the limit-breaking +2, or close to +3.

As a result, this was just the old monk's teaching and guidance, which made Crouching Tiger Fist directly reach +3, and now it is almost close to +4.

Whether it is martial arts or pile skills.

Every breakthrough is a qualitative change.

Cui Dongshan has a deep understanding of how powerful the martial arts can be after the qualitative change.

I dare not say anything else.

At the current level of Crouching Tiger Fist, as long as Cui Dongshan is given some time,

With the uninterrupted supply of Qi and Blood Potion in the Qi Realm, within three days at most, Qi and Blood can be transformed again and enter the realm of Qi and Blood Smoke.

Even Qi and Blood can be compressed again. It is a sure thing that a Qi and Blood value can break through 2,000. As for how much it can exceed, it depends on the limit of one's own body.

Then, on this basis, constantly improve the foundation and then seek to break the limit of Qi and Blood.

This kind of Qi and Blood limit that is broken purely by one's own efforts, without the stimulation of so-called natural materials and treasures, makes Cui Dongshan very much looking forward to it.

Mu Dongjun of the Mu Family in Kyoto, I am overdetermined.

Not long.

Following the old monk, Cui Dongshan met two old monks from the Jinding Temple, who were about the same age but had different figures.

One was chubby and looked a bit like Maitreya Buddha, very amiable.

His name was Yuanhua, the elder of the Sutra Pavilion of the Jinding Temple.

The other one was of average height and appearance, even a little cold and serious.

His name is Yuanxin, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

When Yuanyuan told his two fellow disciples about Cui Dongshan's achievements in Crouching Tiger Fist.

Even the cold and unsmiling Yuanxin couldn't help but stare at Cui Dongshan in disbelief, and then said: "Can the donor show me something?"

Of course Cui Dongshan would cooperate.

Because this is the only way to get the wool from them.

Immediately, Cui Dongshan stood again and showed the Crouching Tiger Fist with a limit-breaking +1 level.

Listening to the blood and qi like the roar of a tiger.

Yuanxin and Yuanhua looked at Cui Dongshan with the same eyes as Yuanyuan.

Basically, the first thought was.

This boy has a destiny with my Buddhist sect.

The second thought was that he must be recruited into the Jinding Temple.

In this way, in this college entrance examination, the Jinding Temple, which had been silent for several years, can not only produce a dark horse again, but even shock Daxia.

The most important thing is.

It has always been the dream of Buddhism to be among the four great martial arts.

The appearance of Cui Dongshan made their dream a little possible.

At the very least, when Cui Dongshan grows up in the future, he can rely on his talent to develop invincible strength, and he can also make the four majors of Daxia become five majors.

It is really the Bodhisattva's appearance, and the Buddha has opened his eyes.

Buddhism has finally produced another peerless genius.

"Okay, okay, little donor, your talent is really excellent. If you can learn the Arhat Golden Body of our Jinding Temple, your future achievements will definitely be limitless." Yuanxin was the first to speak, his eyes full of heat.

Yuanhua touched the saliva at the corner of his mouth and nodded wildly.

Cui Dongshan smiled shyly: "The two masters are really overpraising, I am actually just average."

The three old monks twitched their mouths when they said this.

If you are all average, then all of us in Daxia can cut our throats, and there is no point in practicing.

"By the way, I am very interested in the standing practice. I have seen Master Yuanyuan's Crouching Tiger Standing Practice before. It is really amazing and I admire it very much. I wonder what standing practice you two masters are good at?" Cui Dongshan got to the point.

Yuanxin smiled: "I am good at the Elephant Riding Standing Practice. This standing practice has the merit of standing on the ground and having a heart like the Acala Vidyaraja, and also has the power of Sakyamuni throwing an elephant and running for thousands of miles without getting tired."

Yuanhua said: "I am good at the Dragon Subduing Standing Practice. This standing practice has the power of the spirit like a dragon, traveling freely in the world, and can be invulnerable to all evil and unconfused. Once the standing practice is completed, the qi and blood are like rivers, and the spirit is suppressed in it. If you practice day and night, you can get the heart of the dragon."

Cui Dongshan was full of admiration, but he was powerless to complain.

Can you stop bragging? We are practicing martial arts, not cultivating immortals or Buddhas!

"Two masters, I am so excited to hear this. Can you perform it for me one by one so that I can see it?" Cui Dongshan asked expectantly.

Yuanxin and Yuanhua looked at Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan nodded slightly, and his eyes indicated that I had already shocked this kid.

Whether this shocking seed can blossom and bear fruit, and make him completely return to Buddhism, depends on whether you two can give it enough.

We have been brothers for more than sixty years, and a glance can understand what he meant.

Then Yuanxin and Yuanhua also responded with their eyes.

Watch our performance.

Cui Dongshan smiled beside him, but he was silently chanting to the Crouching Tiger Fist in his heart.

"My son Crouching Tiger, remember their faces, they are all noble people in your martial arts, you must be grateful for the gift of Buddhism, and kill more fierce beasts and monsters in the future to repay the great kindness of Buddhism."