Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"I will fight you to the death!"

Cheng Kun held the front end of the Guanhong Spear tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he made a sword-like finger, and with a swish sound, he pointed at Su Ming's Danzhong acupoint.

This finger was the Huanyin Finger.

Although Cheng Kun practiced the Yijinjing and Xisuijing, unfortunately he had no compassion, and the two magic skills progressed slowly, and the power was very limited, far less mature than the Huanyin Finger.

"Is it the Phantom Yin Finger?"

Seeing Cheng Kun pointing at him, Su Ming looked extremely contemptuous.

Su Ming held Guanhong in his left hand, and suddenly made a sword finger with his right hand. Pure Yang Qi burst out from his fingertips, and he pointed out with one finger, like an emperor pointing at the mountains and rivers, directly colliding with the Phantom Yin Finger.

Bang!

The Yang Finger and the Phantom Yin Finger collided precisely, the air exploded, and the shock wave radiated fiercely.

One is the pure Yang finger force, and the other is the extreme Yin finger force. Yin and Yang counteract each other, like water and fire, who is stronger? It will be clear immediately.

"puff……"

Blood gushed out of Cheng Kun's mouth, his right hand became deformed, and he flew backwards, knocking a big hole in the wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Your most proud Phantom Yin Finger is not even as good as the One Yang Finger, not to mention my spear skills."

Su Ming held the Piercing Rainbow Spear and swept it across. The wall of the big hole collapsed immediately and could no longer stop Su Ming's steps. Su Ming flashed in front of Cheng Kun.

"Buddhism is corrupted by people like you, go to hell!"

After saying this, Su Ming raised his rainbow spear, briefly charged up, and stabbed Cheng Kun in the throat. He quickly pulled back the spear tip, and a stream of blood came out of his throat.

"No……"

Cheng Kun lay on the brick pile, his hands covering his throat, his eyes bulging like those of a dead fish, with fear, unwillingness, hatred, and regret in his eyes... With these emotions, Cheng Kun kicked his legs and died.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, after this battle, the points are +190,000!"

After killing Cheng Kun, the system prompt came to his ears.

In this battle, Su Ming killed eighteen bronze men, thirty-six sword monks, Cheng Kun, and Shaolin disciples, and his points suddenly skyrocketed.

"190,000!"

"190,000 more in a flash!"

"I will be able to buy the intermediate scroll soon, hahahaha……"Su Ming smiled with satisfaction.

The spearmanship in the primary scroll was relatively superficial and could no longer meet Su Ming's requirements. Only the spearmanship in the intermediate scroll could improve his spearmanship.

"The abbot is dead!"

"He killed the abbot!"

"What should we do?"

The surviving Shaolin disciples were horrified. They looked at Cheng Kun's body and then at Su Ming. They didn't know what to do. Revenge was impossible. They knew they were no match for Su Ming.

"Hmm? This secret book?"

Su Ming's peripheral vision fell on Cheng Kun's body and found a corner of the book exposed from his cassock. He immediately grabbed it with his right hand and the secret book flew out from the chest of the corpse. Su Ming looked down and his eyes suddenly lit up. He said happily:

"Yi Jin Jing!"

The 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills are feared by the world, and the Yi Jin Jing in Su Ming's hand is more powerful than the 72 Kung Fu skills. It is the Shaolin Kung Fu.

At this point, all the monks in the mountain rushed here. After seeing Cheng Kun's body, their expressions were extremely complicated.

"All of you monks, listen to me!" Su Ming looked around at everyone present and said loudly:

"During the Liang and Wei dynasties, Bodhidharma came to China to spread Buddhism. He left behind these martial arts to help his disciples strengthen their bodies and better help all living beings."

"However, after learning the exquisite martial arts, the Buddhist disciples became competitive and ambitious, and even wanted to dominate the martial arts world, completely deviating from the original intention of Buddhism. So starting today……"

"Buddhist disciples were not allowed to practice martial arts, and could only study Buddhist scriptures. As for those who had already cultivated, they were immediately required to cultivate at their own expense."

"If anyone is reluctant to give up his martial arts, don't blame me for being ruthless. By then, it won't be as simple as just destroying his martial arts. Someone will come to take his life!"

Su Ming had discussed Buddhism with Zhang Sanfeng on Mount Wudang.

He and Zhang Sanfeng were surprised to find that Buddhism and Taoism had many similarities. For example, they both advised people to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, advocated equality for all beings, lived in harmony with the world, and saved the suffering...

There was nothing wrong with Buddhist thought. It was one of the best beliefs. It was just that some Buddhist disciples with bad intentions, such as Cheng Kun, used the power of Buddhism to do evil things that harmed the world and brought shame to Buddhism.

Su Ming's prohibition of monks from practicing martial arts could fundamentally curb people like Cheng Kun. Without powerful martial arts, no matter how ambitious they were, it would be useless. Naturally, they could not stir up trouble in the martial arts world, and could not cause any harm.

"You, come here."

Su Ming pointed at a young monk and said in a dignified tone,"Take me to the Sutra Library."

The young monk was not very old, and was frightened by Su Ming's majesty. He was almost crying, so he could only lead the way for Su Ming and soon arrived at the Sutra Library.

The Sutra Library is the treasure house of Shaolin Temple's martial arts.

There are many secret books here, including the Shaolin Seventy-two Unique Skills, the Yi Jin Jing, the Xi Sui Jing, and countless Mahayana and Hinayana Buddhist scriptures.

After Su Ming came to the Sutra Library, he did not read the Buddhist scriptures, but only the secret books. He spent an afternoon sweeping the Sutra Library. All the secret books he could see were put into the system backpack, and none of them were left for Shaolin Temple.

"In the more than 1,000-year history of Shaolin Temple, the Sutra Library has been robbed 24 times and caught fire twice. Of the 72 unique skills of Bodhidharma, only 70 are left today."

"During these long years, Yijinjing was lost three times and Xisuijing was lost once, but they were both found back."

Su Ming read the"Thousand Years Chronicle" in his hand, thinking that so many things had happened.

It is not easy to be a martial arts master. Shaolin Temple is a big tree that attracts the wind. There are countless eyes in the world, peeping at the Sutra Library in the dark, all wanting to get some benefits here.

If Su Ming remembered correctly, the Sutra Library in the Tianlong world was frequently visited by masters of that world late at night.

For example, the Tibetan national teacher Jiumozhi once stole the seventy-two unique skills, copied them, and sent them back to the Sutra Library intact.

There are also two more crazy old guys, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

These two people have lived in Shaolin Temple for decades, treating Shaolin Temple as their own back garden, and secretly come to the Sutra Library every night to read books.

"Hmm? What is this?"

After clearing out all the secret books in the Sutra Library, Su Ming was suddenly attracted by a secret book that was used as a table leg support.