This martial god is too extreme

The eldest boy among them looked at the man with a bit of doubt on his face.

He looked at the blindfolded man and said.

"Teacher, what is it that makes you so worried these days that you don't even eat much?"

When the other teenagers heard this, they couldn't help but look up, with a bit of confusion in their eyes.

"Martial arts begins in the four realms, laying the foundation for raising the level of life in the future. It uses Qi to open the body, and then uses Qi and blood to activate the bones. Then, the true meaning is etched on the bones, and then the Tao is found in the heart, and the seeds of Tao are planted. From then on, the foundation is completed. ”

The blindfolded man spoke.

The other children shook their heads one by one, as if they had heard these words countless times.

Only the eldest boy knew that the teacher was not telling the story for no reason at this moment. He looked at the blindfolded man seriously and said: "Teachers have established martial arts and opened the way for the human race. This is a great act of kindness."

"I just don't know why the teacher is worried now."

The man sighed, put his hand on his forehead, and said: "In this era, the shackles on the human race are too great. The human race is coming against the enemy. It is more difficult than I thought to break through the level of life."

"The first and second realms can be said to be perfect, but the third level of martial arts, where the body and mind are integrated, and the bones are engraved with the same thoughts. This realm requires a very heavy foundation. At the same time, this realm also has the ability to become extraordinary. step."

"Only by stepping into this realm can we reach a higher level of life for the first time, and the future road will be smoother."

"But now, our human race is weak and shackles. The foundation accumulated in the first two realms is not enough to attack the third realm. Only you ten little guys, who were born with the destiny, can barely complete the breakthrough."

The masked man's expression became a little more sad.

"If martial arts is incomplete, it will harm the human race if it is passed down."

"I still need to think about how to break the situation."

After hearing the man's words, the other children who were distracted also realized the seriousness of the matter. They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

This matter is of great importance and is related to the foundation of the future of humankind.

All the children fell silent.

The blindfolded man couldn't help but raise his head and look up at the sky, as if staring at the stars.

He said softly.

"How to take this road?"

“How to go!!!”

The voice turned from a whisper at the beginning to a roar of thunder, and by the end, it seemed as if the entire galaxy, heaven and earth, and all sentient beings were asking questions.

"How to go!!"

Those questions exploded in Su Tu's ears, and everything he saw in front of him disappeared in an instant.

Su Tu's eyes trembled.

At this time, he had already walked down the martial arts path, and the senior monk in front of him was looking at Su Tu with a smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Amitabha, it seems that the little donor has learned a lot, congratulations."

The old monk spoke softly.

Su Tu realized that his mother was not by his side, so he couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me for waiting, master. The martial arts path is really magical. I couldn't help but indulge in it for a while. I don't know my mother."

"Your Majesty is praying for the little benefactor's peace. I pity the hearts of parents all over the world."

The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Su Tu's mind moved, and he felt that his mother was in the temple not far away, and felt slightly at ease.

Then he spoke to the old monk.

"Junior Su Tu, please help me take care of my mother."

Su Tu spoke politely.

Whether it's because of his own talent or something else, the other party's ability to treat Su Tu's mother and son so favorably is enough to earn some respect from Su Tu.

What's more, I had benefited a lot from the martial arts just now, and even seemed to know an ultimate secret related to the beginning of the martial arts.

"Hahahaha, little friend, you don't have to be polite. The old monk's Dharma name is Kuwen. He is an old monk who is waiting to die in Yanglong Temple now. He is just older. When some distinguished guests come to the door, the old monk will greet them."

Kuwen said with a smile and kind eyes.

However, Su Tu knew that this master was not as simple as he said. He could make a martial temple abbot serve him willingly, just like a novice monk. This was not something that ordinary old monks could do.

Just listen to things like seniority.

"Master Kuwen is joking, this boy is not a distinguished guest, he is just a student with slightly better talent."

Su Tu said modestly.

Master Kuwen smiled softly, and then said: "If [Emperor] is just a student with slightly better talent, then no one in this generation of the human race is qualified to be called Tianjiao."

Su Tu was not surprised when Ku Wen called out his title. Yanglong Temple was not a small force, and this old monk who could regard the abbot as a novice naturally had the authority to know his identity.

Yanglong Temple, Yanglong Temple raises real dragons, the geniuses of the human race, and all the geniuses of martial arts, Yanglong Temple is willing to make friends with them. All geniuses just want to go to Yanglong Temple, even if they have no chance to meet Buddhism, Yanglong Temple will provide them with a gift. resources.

This can be seen from the fact that Yanglong Temple is willing to hang the bell in the temple instead of just for its own monks to learn from.

Because of this, the relationship between Yanglong Temple and martial arts geniuses is good. Every genius who enters Yanglong Temple and is enlightened by Wu Zhong is equivalent to inheriting Yanglong Temple's love.

Even Su Tu is like this.

"Master, don't be ridiculous, I think he became the [Emperor] out of nowhere."

Su Tu skillfully took out the formula.

It has to be said that this formula is so effective that even the old monk who has heard it is a bit speechless at this moment and does not know how to answer this sentence.

You are so special, you carry the [Emperor] crown on your back, trigger the eleven bells of the martial arts bell, you are unparalleled and unparalleled in the world, but you just got rid of it with an inexplicable sentence? ?

Even though he heard the bitter news of aging, he became slightly silent at this moment.

Su Tu quickly spoke to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Master Kuwen, what do you have to tell me?" If it was just to express respect, the monk had already expressed his goodwill outside. If there was nothing else, he would be waiting for his future. It's the host, not this person.

Therefore, Su Tu guessed that the monk might have something to tell him.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Master Kuwen raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his old face.

"My little friend is really smart. I can't hide my thoughts from this poor monk."

"I wonder if my little friend has ever heard of Wu Zhong Tower?"

Hearing this, Su Tu shook his head honestly. To be honest, he had just learned about the existence of Wu Zhong in Yanglong Temple.

Not to mention the so-called Wenwu Bell Tower.

"The founder of our temple is named Tianzong. This great monk placed the martial bells given by the God of War in the temple. With the decree of the true spirit, there are spirits of martial bells in each branch temple, which can inspire the talents of geniuses and inspire the martial arts. , and left the Buddha’s decree, the bell cannot be kept secretly, and all the geniuses of our human race can be inspired.”

Master Kuwen said.

"The great monk of the Tianzong cares about the human race. This younger generation of Yanglong Temple admires him!" Su Tu said.

Kuwen chuckled, accepting Su Tu's words, and then continued.

"Nowadays, the martial bells in each Yanglong Temple are clones, not the original body, and the real martial bell is on the Wenwu Bell Tower.

All the geniuses of the human race who have been attracted by the Wu Zhong can go to the tower during this year's Yanglong Temple Ceremony. Those who climb to the top can see the Wu Zhong itself and can ring the Wu Zhong. It is said that those who ring the Wu Zhong, It can be seen that Zhong Ling can be taught by the God of War in person. "

Hearing these words, Su Tu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had vaguely guessed what Ku Wen was going to say.

"There is still an undecided quota for climbing the pagoda in our temple. Therefore, I would like to ask the young donor to be the last person to climb the pagoda in our temple. I wonder if the donor is willing."

After finishing his words, Master Kuwen looked straight at Su Tu.

Just walking through the martial arts path and hearing the voice of teaching and solving doubts gave Su Tu a new understanding of martial arts, and he may even have discovered the big secrets of the three realms and four realms.

If he could climb the bell tower and ring the martial arts bell, Su Tu's understanding of martial arts would reach a whole new level, and the benefits of this would not be obvious to outsiders.

"Why me."

But even so, Su Tu was not in a hurry to agree.

"There must be countless geniuses that your temple can lead. Why did the great monk choose me?"

Master Kuwen smiled softly: "Because the eleventh ring of the martial bell is unprecedented, I believe in your talent, and even more because you are Zhou Wuliang's disciple, I believe in 'Tongtian'!"

As the words "Tongtian" fell, Su Tu's eyes suddenly shrank. He looked at the monk Kuwen with a dark and uncertain expression.

"What's more important is that once the person selected by our temple successfully climbs the pagoda, one person from our temple can go to the Emperor Star Main Temple to gain enlightenment and practice, and can also compete for the position of the Buddha's head. This generation of our temple has a statue Buddha, I don’t want him to be restricted here.”

"However, some monks don't want to see the true Buddha come out of my small temple, so they are very well prepared this time."

"Our temple is just a small temple, but we were lucky enough to meet the little benefactor, a real dragon. Therefore, the old monk had no choice but to raise this matter shamelessly."

Su Tu looked at Master Kuwen. If this matter is really what Kuwen said, then it is actually a win-win move.

He was attracted by Wu Zhong here, and he inherited a love, and it was a win-win move. Under the thought, it was beneficial and harmless, Su Tu said.

"Master Kuwen, please don't say that. It's obviously you who always praises me, so I won't shirk you!"

As soon as these words came out, Ku Wen's face lit up with joy, and the folds on his face spread out slightly.

"Thank you, little friend. If you want to find a way back to Taoism in the future, our temple is willing to help."

Kuwen said seriously.

"He really knows a lot of things!"

Su Tu thought to himself that when Ku Wen mentioned Tong Tian just now, Su Tu had already made a guess.

But his expression remained unchanged and he said, "That's it. Thank you, Master."

Both parties thanked each other with smiles on their lips, but everyone knew how much friendship and transaction there was.

At this time, the closed temple door on the side also opened.

Shang Zichun walked out of the temple happily.

Su Tu and Ku Wen also ended their exchange, and then Shang Zichun thanked the great monk Ku Wen for opening the door of convenience.

Then, after declining Kuwen's invitation to stay with them for a vegetarian meal, the two left the temple.

However, there is no need to take the express train to leave this time. There is an exclusive route inside Yanglong Temple for distinguished guests.

Su Tu and Shang Zichun were directly classified as the most expensive among the most expensive. They took the exclusive route and were delivered by special cars.

After opening the car door for Shang Zichun, Su Tu walked to the other side and was about to open the door and get in.

But his eyes glanced at the arch bridge not far away, only to see a monk who was a little younger than him standing at the end of the bridge.

The young monk had a handsome face, with a little red between his eyebrows, and his eyes were fixed on Su Tu.

There seemed to be some unspeakable worries hidden in his eyebrows.

Su Tu looked at the monk without hesitation, and when their eyes met, the young monk put his hands together and bowed slightly.

Su Tu raised one hand and returned the greeting politely with a smile on his face.

Then the young monk turned around and left, and Su Tu opened the door and got in the car.

At the moment when the two of them passed each other, the smiles on their faces instantly disappeared.

"Is it him?"

"Master, I am not his opponent yet. He is not a soft-hearted person. If you show up now, he will not care whether you are a baby or not. He will really grind you into pulp."

"Amitabha, I am sorry."

"But Master, don't worry. The Yanglong Temple ceremony will be held on December 7 this year. It is still early. I will devote myself to learning your "Buddhist principles" during this period. I will help you clean up this guy who makes you uncomfortable."

The monk spoke in a low voice, his voice was gentle, as if he was talking to someone, or talking to himself

Su Tu sat in the special car, and his mother forced a peace amulet on his neck. Shang Zichun was a little tired today, and closed his eyes to take a nap in the car.

Su Tu looked out the window, his eyes swept across the scenery outside, meaningful.