Chapter Twenty

Kumozhi took a deep breath.

He is calming himself down.

It turned out that I was a Taoist in my previous life, not a Buddhist.

No wonder... No wonder I practiced Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, and I always felt that something was weird.

On the contrary, I got the Taoist Little Wuxiang Gong unintentionally, and practiced it, which is called a liking.

It turned out that I was a Taoist in my previous life, and I actually had a predestined relationship with Taoism.

For the third enlightenment question, Jiumozhi knew that he had to answer it carefully, hoping to obtain a supernatural power to cut off teachings in his previous life.

"The third question, if there is no self, what level will your martial arts reach when Jiumozhi reaches the end?"

Hearing this question, Jiumozhi thought it was too easy to answer.

The realm of martial arts in the world is divided into low-level, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, acquired, innate, master, grand master, and land immortal.

At this moment, Jiumozhi is already a figure of the second and third ranks of grand masters.

I feel that the chance of stepping into a great master in this life is very small, unless I suddenly realize it.

Jiumozhi really wanted to say that he was not weaker than others in this life, but after thinking about it calmly, it might be difficult for him to become a great master in this life.

Great masters, their martial arts is no longer martial arts, but enlightenment,

You can only learn, but you can't become a great master.

After thinking for a while, Jiumozhi immediately said, "Grandmaster rank nine."

"Wrong, it's not popular."

Xiao Ce said.

What? ? ?

The people present, as well as Jiumozhi himself, suspected that they had heard something wrong.

Even if Jiumozhi doesn't practice martial arts all his life, he can't fall so fast, he can't go straight to the top, right? ? ?

When Jiumozhi wanted to ask something, the three flowers and five qi on his head had already shown all the causes and effects.

The first picture: [Jumozhi is wrestling with a figure, the figure is blurry, but from Jiumozhi's address, it can be heard that it is Murong Fu, but Murong Fu is not an opponent at all]

"Nan Murong?"

"Is his martial arts somewhat..."

Innate Eight Grades.

It's actually pretty good,

The Wujue of the Southern Song Dynasty seems to be in this state now.

But on Nan Murong, it always feels like it's not enough? ? ? ?

Wang Yuyan lowered her head, she had heard of the Southern Song Dynasty Huashan Discussion on Swords, when Wang Chongyang was a congenital, the young Huang Yaoshi couldn't wait for the Ninth Grade Acquired,

And his cousin was already very powerful at the age when they first discussed swords in Huashan.

But it was only when he got out of the rivers and lakes that he realized that his cousin... seemed to be really not worthy of the title of Nan Murong! ! !

But at this moment Wang Yuyan didn't have time to think so much, because the picture changed again.

【Jumozhi's expression is strange suddenly, he is in great pain, Murong Fu took the opportunity to hit Jiumozhi into the bottom of the well with his palm】

Jiumozhi: "..."

What exactly is going on? ? ?

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, what serious illness might this Jiumozhi have? ? ?

Even Jiumozhi himself became suspicious.

But now, the picture above Jiumozhi's head changed again.

【Jumozhi reappeared, but in front of Duan Yu. At this moment, Duan Yu was full of energy and stepped into the ninth grade of the master, but Jiumozhi looked weak and weak in his hands and feet. He looked at Duan Yu: "It is the Buddha, it is The Buddha let Mr. Duan absorb the inner strength of the little monk, it was the Buddha who let the little monk know his mistakes and be able to correct them, it was the Buddha."]

All right!

Jiumozhi lost all his internal energy.

The others looked at Duan Yu.

What kind of martial arts is this?

"Could it be Xingxiuhai of the Northern Song Dynasty, Ding Chunqiu's transformation technique?"

Some martial arts people guessed.

"No, no, no." Duan Yu shook his head hastily, he was ready to become a monk, and then found other people from his previous life, and returned to the throne as Living Buddha Jigong, how could he get such a bad name: "This is the divine skill of Beiming."

Jiumozhi didn't care if it was some kind of Beiming Divine Art or not.

He only knew one thing, the internal strength he cultivated so hard, just gave it to Duan Yu? ? ?

Why? ? ?

Duan Yu was the Living Buddha Jigong in his previous life, that's what Jiumozhi wanted,

Not to mention the past life, but this life, if there is no fairy Xiao Ce, all the internal energy in his body will belong to Duan Yu? ?

Jiumozhi really wanted to say, Mr. Duan, who is more poisonous between you and me?

But Jiumozhi also noticed something was wrong, he looked at Xiao Ce, and said: "Immortal, even if I have no internal energy, but I have external skills, so I won't fall to the point where I'm not good enough."

"The seventy-two unique skills in the Sutra Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty have actually been deleted and put into ordinary Buddhist scriptures. If you practice according to these seventy-two unique skills, the meridians and acupuncture points of the whole body will suffer five fatigue and seven injuries. , Immortality, already counted, those kung fu will be completely abolished."

Xiao Ce said.

Jiumozhi: "..."

Murong Bo is poisonous, he gave himself seventy-two unique skills, but in the end he harmed himself, but he still considers him a friend.

Then I have worked hard for a lifetime of cultivation, what have I achieved through cultivation? ? ?

In the end it was nothing? ? ?

No!

Jiumozhi suddenly thought that he had this life, but he also had a past life.

How can the martial arts path in this life be compared with the previous life.

What Shen Gongbao practiced was fairy art, not martial arts.

If he can return to his position, what nonsense Shaolin's seventy-two stunts do he care about? ? ?

really.

The three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are towards the Yuan Dynasty.

Above Jiumozhi's head, Shen Gongbao had already appeared.

Then, it turned into a streamer and scattered around.

One of the streamers entered Jiumozhi's body.

Looking at this scene, the others backed away again and again, each of them was afraid that Jiumozhi would say to him, "Fellow Daoist, please stay."

And Jiumozhi already knew what supernatural power he had obtained...

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