Chapter 127 Inappropriate
"Then have you never peeked at my Shaolin School's "Maha Finger Skills"? That day, my junior brother Xuanxian passed by the Sutra Pavilion. Didn't you just steal this fingering and was about to sneak out of the Sutra Pavilion?"
Hearing this, Polo Xing shook his head repeatedly.
"I only brought out a "Mahasanghichi Rule" from the Sutra Pavilion, which was brought by the eminent monks of the Central Plains when they went to my India to seek the scriptures."
"I wonder what kind of precepts did the little monk break by borrowing this book?"
Seeing that Polo Xing pushed the matter cleanly, Xuan Ci frowned slightly, and there was something when the other party had no choice.
A gust of wind blew, and a figure flashed past Xuan Ci, and immediately aimed at Polo Xing's back heart and punched him.
Suddenly, the two palms of Boluo Star overlapped, and a layer of palm power formed a barrier of true qi, blocking the figure's attack.
When the old monks saw this, they all cheered.
"Good palm technique!"
In a moment, the Shaolin monk who took action turned his palm into a fist and attacked the back of Polo Star.
For a moment, Xuanci also had a difficult time and didn't know what to do.
"Amitabha, the little monk is rude, please forgive me."
The four old monks pondered for a while and asked the people on the sacred mountain.
But Xu Zhu is only twenty-four years old so how could he use such a profound secret technique?
"Amitabha, Junior Brother Xuansheng, since Senior Brother Zheluoxing is good at these three martial arts, then you can take action and learn about these three martial arts skills."
Among the crowd, Xu Zhu's eyes were low, and he understood that this person was extremely talented and could see through the true meaning of Prajna Palm in the blink of an eye.
"I would like to ask the four senior brothers to uphold justice and distinguish right from wrong here."
At the entrance of the hall, a solemn figure of treasure appeared and bowed slightly to the old monks present.
Seeing that Xuan Ci was about to enter the trap, Xu Zhu secretly used his internal strength and reminded Xuan Ci in a way that sent a voice to the secret.
"East and the West are one, all things are of the same origin, and there is no distinction between martial arts in the world!"
Xuan Ci's eyes turned and fell on Xuan Sheng who had taken action before.
"The Middle Land Buddhism has indeed received great favors from the Indian Buddha Kingdom. Prajna Maha is all Sanskrit, and Vajra is even a Brahma god."
"This is about 361 martial arts in India. Although the little monks know a little about one or two, they can't specialize in each one."
“Good fingering.”
Xuan Ci smiled and sang the eleven rituals, while the people on the sacred mountain snorted coldly, only to find that this matter was quite troublesome.
‘Father, since the other party understands the true meaning of these three martial arts, then you can compare them with the other party and you will know the difference.’
At this moment, Polo subconsciously pointed out his finger and pointed to the back acupoint of the palm. If the other party does not change his move, his palm will be immediately destroyed.
When Zhe Luoxing heard Abbot Xuanci's words, his face became extremely awkward, and the man on the sacred mountain even twitched.
"I wonder if the young monk has this fate, to be an uninvited guest, and listen to the opinions of all the great monks and masters?"
I am in a hurry to follow the power, and I can't take care of so much.
"When the young monk and Senior Brother Zheluoxing mentioned the Central Plains martial arts, they also mentioned the tricks of these three martial arts."
"Although both Tianzhu and Central Plains have martial arts, the way internal strength is exerted is completely different. You are all martial arts masters, so I shouldn't have spoken out by myself."
"Is anyone proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of the temple? Can the senior brother use all three to designate them at will?"
Seeing that his sneak attack was blocked, the middle-aged monk used seven punches in a row, attacking all over Polo Star, with no way to avoid it.
"Since you are a fellow Buddhist, you will naturally welcome you. Xuanming and Xuanchun, the two junior brothers, go out to welcome the distinguished guests."
After pondering for a moment, Guanxin, among the four old monks, coughed.
The two of them just replied, and the voice was approaching outside the door.
"Senior brother said this is correct, but these three skills were not the martial arts carried by Master Bodhidharma when he traveled to the east, but were created by my ancestors of Shaolin Temple."
When Xuan Ci suddenly heard this, he was stunned, and then looked at more than a thousand monks below, knowing that this message was transmitted to the secret cannot be used by a first-class expert.
At this moment, the man on the sacred mountain coughed twice, and was about to express his long-term plan, a clear voice suddenly came from a distance.
In the crowd, Xu Zhu raised his eyebrows and his eyes were filled with inexplicable colors.
The middle-aged monk smiled and bowed to Xuanci and the man on the sacred mountain.
When Xuanci heard about this person's identity, he hurriedly bowed and returned the gift.
In desperation, Polo Xing could only use seven punches in a row to block this person's moves one by one.
"What the Abbot Shaolin said is somewhat reasonable, but in my Buddha's eyes, the Central Plains of India are all illusions, and the views of the portal are a little bit too much."
"What do you think?"
Before he finished speaking, the man on the sacred mountain suddenly burst into laughter and his tone was solemn.
Xuanci was stunned again, and the words on the other side were true. In Shaolin Temple, the one who practiced the most 72 unique skills was an old monk in the previous generation, and he could only achieve 13 sects.
"The eminent monks of India and great masters of the Middle Earth, gather here to talk about merit and martial arts, which is really a great event in Buddhism."
Many monks in Shaolin Temple were angry on their faces. The martial arts used by the Polo Star just now were clearly the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, but this person was twisted and forced to say it was the Tianzhu martial arts.
Isn’t this clear laughter and this familiar tone the Tubo national teacher who was cheated by Murong Bo, and the King of Ming Jiumozhi of the Great Lun?
Xuanci was stunned, and then he replied with his luck.
"Just just now, the three moves used by Senior Brother Poloxing are from the "Prajna Palm", "Maha Finger Skills" and "Dajikang Fist Sutra".
"I must never be welcomed. Today I will meet all the great monks and the young monks who are unbearable."
"Since that's the case, what about the senior brother's opinion?"
However, after Polo Star blocked these moves, his face changed immediately and he couldn't help but exclaim.
"It turned out that it was the Emperor Dalun Ming of the Tubo State's national commander. Today, it was a 'lucky' time. Even the eminent monks of the Tubo State also visited our temple and just happened to distinguish a problem for this temple. Please."
At this moment, after the man on the Divine Mountain explained the secret of the Prajna Palm to Zheluoxing and Xuanci, Zheluoxing nodded repeatedly, but a trace of yellow air flashed across Xuanci's face.
The man on the sacred mountain smiled slightly and said something that surprised everyone.
"Jiu Mozhi, a monk from Tubo, please see the Shaolin Abbot, you all."
The novice monks arranged seats for Jiumozhi, and they happened to be arranged above the people on the sacred mountain, which made the people on the sacred mountain quite unhappy.
After a little humble manner, Jiumozhi sat upright on the main seat and said slowly to everyone.
"The abbot asked the young monk to preside over the justice of the temple and distinguish the right and wrong among them. Naturally, the young monk would never dare."
"However, the young monk thought what the two monks said just now was quite wrong, especially when talking about martial arts, there was something big wrong with it."
Chapter completed!