Yinniang didn't speak again.
I stood in the middle of the martial arts training ground, feeling endless sadness and despair.
Yin Niang really can't remember me, or in other words, she can't remember the real me.
She just looked at the book of life and death to know that I am an Arhat, and she has become the empress of the underworld.
As for my identity as Ye Xinglan and her marriage in this life, She had completely forgotten everything, just as Bai Mei said.
"Amitabha" came a deep voice.
When I raised my eyes, I saw a great monk over 2 meters tall standing in front of me.
He had a kind face and kind eyes, just like Maitreya.
This guy weighed at least 300 kilograms.
Not only was he thick and fat, He was so tall that I thought it was a corpse Buddha coming.
"Donor, let me teach you this second scene," the old monk said politely, clasping his hands together.
Looking at this person, it is obvious that he is not on the same level as the Long Jiugong just now.
Long Jiugong is cunning, mean, and immoral, and his martial arts skills are also very poor.
He was grabbed and beaten by me, a person who does not know martial arts.
This is like a diamond.
The great monk is a man of real martial arts.
"Master, you are" "Amitabha, a poor monk named Huitong, a monk from Nanhua Temple in Nanhua Mountain, nicknamed Diamond Stone Monk by others," the great monk saluted.
When I heard the name Stone Monk, my heart skipped a beat.
I thought it was the skill of the Vajra Cover Iron Cloth Shirt.
To say that this martial art is defensive in nature, there is not much improvement in skills.
When I was fighting the Yellow Emperor before, defense and attack power were no longer the most critical issues.
What I wanted to learn were technical moves.
"The poor monk is going to test you, be prepared."
The great monk bowed to me respectfully.
I blinked in confusion.
What kind of master did Yin Niang bring me?
Don’t tell me, just train me first.
However, this great monk has a lot of benevolence and righteousness.
At least he doesn't do any dirty tricks and can be seen around him.
With a "boom", this giant monk like Vajra Veda suddenly rolled up into a ball of flesh and slammed towards me fiercely.
Its momentum was so fierce that it was like a mountain collapsing in front of me.
I didn't have time to dodge, so I kicked hard.
However, this kick was like kicking on a steel ball.
The huge rebound force almost shattered my hip joint, causing waves of heartbreaking pain.
After I fell, this great monk acted so shamelessly that he ran over me like a steamroller, crushing my soul into powder.
Leaving aside the severe pain, am I dead?
My soul state is not dead, but if I were a human being, I would be a meat pie by now.
This great monk weighs more than 300 kilograms, almost 3 tons. .
After he crushed me, he turned around and changed back to his human form.
He bent down and saluted: "Donor, don't be discouraged.
Get up and continue to compete with the poor monk.
When you can dodge my star pendant, you will be a disciple."
By the way, I would like to remind you that you must learn every master's unique skills.
Only in this way can you have the capital to pass the next test."
Although the great monk was polite, what he said made me worried.
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Is this a big meat ball the only thing that can escape his star pendant?
If it hits it, it will bite back.
No one can resist it, and it is so heavy that it will directly run over the opponent.
It seems that I have never heard of such martial arts in ancient times.
After my soul recovered, I stood up staggeringly.
Looking at this big head covered in bumps and bumps, I felt sad in my heart.
Star Pendant, the name is quite nice, but this shape Before I had time to think about it, the big monk's meatball hit me again.
Damn the stone monk, this was a big stone.
I avoided it smartly.
It felt like I was avoiding a speeding train, with its whirring inertia.
The wind almost dragged me away.
Dodging and moving makes me highly concentrated.
If I don't pay attention, I will be smashed into a puddle.
I am not afraid of death.
The key is pain.
This great monk does not use dirty tricks, but he is ruthless.
With one move, I will become " My soul is gone."
I was thinking that maybe the Plum Blossom Mizong Fist could break it, but I didn't read the book that the old boss gave me at all, I just browsed it.
Damn, you are so cheating I was smashed to death by him several times, and I completely collapsed.
It was impossible to defeat him.
Within five rounds, I would definitely be smashed to death by him once, and I was wandering between life and death.
Later, my body became weaker and weaker, and I could no longer bear it.
I would be beaten to death every time, and the great monk Huitong had no choice.
"Amitabha, donor, why don't you learn the art of confusion," the great monk bowed and saluted.
I gasped: "Master, let's take a break.
You almost beat me to death.
I don't have time to learn.
As soon as the old boss left, you came and hit me hard.
I really don't want to live anymore." ” "Hahaha, why didn't Amitabha Donor tell me earlier?
I thought you had learned Master Long's Plum Blossom Mizong Fist.
I offended you just now.
It's my fault."
The great monk returned to his normal appearance and looked at me with a smile.
"That bullshit Plum Blossom Mizong Quan, that old man is despicable and knows how to use dirty tricks.
Damn, even I can't beat him.
I can learn from him like an eggplant," I cursed angrily.
"Amitabha, you are so good.
Donor, this poor monk knows what you are thinking.
It's just that Senior Long is not a person who has wasted his reputation.
In his early years, I also competed with him in martial arts, and he was a master of the Plum Blossom Mizong Fist.
This poor monk is not him.
The opponent," the great monk said with his hands clasped together.
I coughed slightly and stood up: "Master, you are being humble.
Just those two moves of his, I don't believe in his Plum Blossom Mizong Fist, he" Before I could finish speaking, the great monk raised his hand and interrupted me: "No, almsgiver, as the saying goes, one force can defeat ten societies, you have the physique of an Arhat, and you are pure masculine and fierce.
That old man Long has already emptied himself out of wine and debauchery." , naturally he is not your opponent, but you should absorb the essence of his martial arts.”
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"I was drained by wine and sex."
It turned out that he was still an old pervert.
No wonder he picked peaches for me.
Damn it, such a dirty and dirty person can still be called an old-timer.
I'm afraid the brain of this great monk is...
Burnt out.
"As the saying goes, don't take advantage of others' merits, and don't act on your own initiative," Huitong added.
"But Master, I won't be able to learn this book for a while," I said depressedly.
"Hahaha" the great monk Huitong said with a smile: "No, no, donor, don't use mortal standards to measure yourself.
You are an Arhat.
Just burn this book with soul fire, and you can naturally learn the gongfǎ in it."
Come here, come here, try it out, use your soul fire to burn the secret book, and you will naturally become enlightened."
When I said this, I gasped, thinking that Yinniang asked me to learn 81 martial arts in 81 days.
It originally seemed as difficult as a camel drilling through a hole in the eye, but according to what the great monk said, it was very easy. .
It seems a bit ridiculous that you can learn it by just burning it, but it's always good to try.
I activated the internal force in my palm and blasted a guy, and a ghost fire came out.
In this life, I no longer have a ghost body, nor do I have the power of the King of Hell.
The internal force I generate all comes from the origin of Arhat.
The Plum Blossom Mizong Quan book was like gasoline igniting fire.
The burning ashes flew out into smoke, and the flying paper ashes rose more than three feet high.
Just like the old man's wretched heart, I didn't feel anything different. , I just feel that my palms are a little hot.
The great monk looked at me kindly, as if to say, "How about you young man?
It's not useful."
Just when I was wondering, suddenly, a vast amount of information poured into my brain like a tsunami, and it almost burned through my cerebral cortex.
This is Long Jiugong's lifelong academic past.
When he was a child, he peeped at his master's wife taking a bath.
When he grew up, In the future, information such as searching for flowers and willows, sleeping drunk in a brothel, etc. were all poured in, and the delivery was extremely fast.
It was even more exaggerated than when I awakened the memories of dozens of previous lives as Chi You's soul stem.
My mind was buzzing, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything, and I was completely trapped in the old boss's world.
Once upon a time, people joked that it would be great if you could give me a copy of the knowledge in your head.
However, the actual situation is not that simple at all.
The same textbooks are studied by different people, which are consistent with different people's life experiences.
They are all combined by everyone.
Use the memories in your own life to understand the logical relationships in the book.
It is not as simple as copying the past completely.
If I want to master Long Jiugong's Plum Blossom Mizong Quan, I must also "put myself in his shoes" and experience the process of learning the art for decades.
In this way, I can only remove the dross and keep the essence.
Regardless of Long Jiugong's character, this guy's Mizong Fist does have merit.
He learned it solidly back then.
The essence of this martial arts lies in the method of evasion, waiting for a sneak attack, and the use of skin and air.
Flow, smell, sound, and even the surge of the opponent's internal power are all "eyes" that can be used to analyze the situation between the enemy and ourselves, and then make secret moves.
In other words, the so-called Mizong Quan, which is called a fist, actually increases your dodge from 15 for a normal practitioner to 80.
Unless you are extremely sharp and powerful, you will not be able to hit the opponent at all.
With this kind of skill, even if Long Jiugong is in danger countless times, he can still escape unscathed.
In the blink of an eye, after decades, this secret book was like a mobile hard drive.
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A large amount of information was copied into my CU, and it truly became mine.
The essence of it, the understanding of Old Man Long, and the understanding of integrating and applying it lively. , everything is under my control.
I can’t imagine that there is such a magical way to avoid it in the world.
"Well, the benefactor is very magical.
I'm going to use the Star Pendant again if you're ready.
If I can't hit you within ten rounds, you're considered tough.
This poor monk should dedicate what he has learned throughout his life," said the great monk Huitong. smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, he started to hug into a ball again and slammed towards me: