Chapter 73 Master and Disciple

The young man immediately sighed: "Even if I have mastered this dragon claw hand, I still can't surpass everyone in the world and be invincible in the world."

The monk smiled slightly and said: "Smart moves can quickly improve your strength, but at the end of martial arts, the foundation of internal strength is the most critical. You can't force it. This kind of skill must be done steadily and step by step. You must not be greedy for success. Wait until your internal strength is world-class."

If you are unparalleled, you will naturally be invincible in the world."

The young man curled his lips, obviously very favored by the monk, "Master, if we had that martial arts supreme dragon-slaying sword, wouldn't we be able to dominate the world?"

Qingfeng's mind moved, and she felt that they seemed to be chatting, but it didn't seem that innocent. So she pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

"The dragon-slaying sword, alas, word spread in the world. It is said that the sword has fallen into the sea along with Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king who is the guardian of the Ming religion. There will never be such a magic weapon again."

The young man shook his head, "Master, you have forgotten that instead of the Dragon Slaying Sword, there is the Heavenly Sword."

The monk nodded, then shook his head, "You need to remember in the future that if you rely on these weapons, you may not be able to reach the highest level of martial arts in the future. For a true master, a tree branch and a Heavenly Sword can also

Not much difference."

Qingfeng curled up his mouth when he heard it, a little disdainful.

...Do you think you are Dugu Qiufei or Yang Guo? There is no difference between using a tree branch and the Yitian Sword, so let me try it with a Gatling instead?

What is the state of having no sword in your hand but a sword in your heart? What is the state of having no sword in your heart at the end? Is this a legendary state that ordinary people like you can peep into?

Even if Qingfeng agrees to join the Emei sect, Master Jue doesn't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse for the Emei sect.

The monk smiled and said: "You are always stubborn. Okay, I will show you. Some people can't achieve anything even if they hold the Yitian Sword. If the Yitian Sword doesn't come out of its sheath, what's the difference between it and scrap metal?"

As the monk spoke, he flicked his hand, rolled up his big sleeves, and rolled up the Zen staff standing in the corner. He didn't look at him to catch it with his hand. With a flick of his sleeve, buzz! The Zen staff was thrown towards Master Miejie!

Master Miejie snorted coldly, and his body felt like it was stuck on the stool. There was no movement of his shoulders or waist. The stool moved three feet horizontally, and the thunderous stick hit the table. There were vegetables, plates, rice bowls, and steamed buns and clear soup on it.

Suddenly it sprayed everywhere and made a clanging sound. How could the wooden table withstand this blow? It was instantly turned into crumbs.

The monk was a top-notch expert. As he unfolded the staff technique, each move gradually gained momentum. Even the master of the extermination master, the master, had to avoid his attack for the time being. He did not dare to fight head-on unless there was a master with internal strength.

Far better than him, if you can hit him head-on, you can stop all the attacks from behind. If not, a stick can be enough to kill you.

The monk missed his first blow and followed with a second blow. Qingfeng watched him swing his Zen staff like a madman. The wind whistled. His body was thin and energetic. He waved the Zen staff, one blow after another, with great speed.

Getting faster and faster, the momentum is like a rainbow, each move is sweeping, vertical smashing or diagonal, all in one continuous flow, and the skill is amazing.

This seventy-two crazy magic wand technique has so many advantages, but its shortcomings are also obvious. The storm cannot last long, and when it finally runs out of strength, that is the time for her to use the Sky Sword to break the Zen staff. However, this monk's staff technique in front of her

Steady but not stopped, crazy but not chaotic.

Qingfeng was taken aback by the sudden incident, and hurriedly took his wine gourd and jumped aside.

Besides, have you ever seen a master who has reached this level and is still interested in being invincible?...

Although she is aloof, she does have real abilities, and her ear is even more extraordinary. The sound that passes through her ears will never be forgotten.

Master Miejie waved and pulled the sleeves of his robe, and his body fell back like flying. His other hand had already picked up the Yitian Sword from the table. He held the Yitian Sword firmly with five fingers, and the sword was not unsheathed.

Qingfeng didn't know that this was the 72-Way Crazy Magic Wand Technique. It wasn't such a brilliant stick technique, but since the name was called Crazy Demon, when he danced, he was really as crazy as a demon, like a maniac. What he wanted was to move forward bravely.

With great momentum, strike in perfect proportion, leaving no way for you to retreat.

Master Miejie's eyebrows slowly rose. Although she was sitting with her back to the two of them, when they came in, she could tell from their steps that the old monk was highly skilled in martial arts, and the young man behind him was also quite solid.

It is obviously the martial arts of the Shaolin sect.

It turned out that this monk had another adventure. He had seen a martial art, which was the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Technique of Tianzhu. It involves throwing flying stones. You only need to hit with all your strength, and then follow up quickly. The blows gradually deepen, and finally, launch

People only need to control the direction, and the stone will carry tens of millions of kilograms of strength, which is really unbeatable.

She was curious in her heart. She didn't know who this monk was. She had met all four great monks. Now that she thought about it, this monk's skill should be inferior to that of the deceased Kong Jian, but much higher than the other three monks. His footsteps were almost inaudible. She

I secretly speculated that this monk might be a bit more powerful than me.

Call him ruthless, but Qingfeng doesn't care about anything. He is still the leader of a sect, and he has never seen Qingfeng trying to please him.

Master Miejie kept dodging the monk's aggressive attacks. She really didn't have time to unsheath the Heavenly Sword in her hand. Her face remained calm, but her heart sank.

Shaolin has a strong foundation and its martial arts have been continuously passed down over the years. Many major sects in the world have lost their unique skills and have declined. Only Shaolin Temple has inherited its seventy-two unique skills and its incense continues.

Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect is the most amazing person who opened the sect and shocked the past and the present. At that age alone, everyone in the martial arts world admires and admires him. His seven disciples are also very good. Any one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang will be in the world.

They are all famous characters.

The monk was still talking about his insights into the realm of martial arts. After nagging for a while, the young man refused and said: "Master, as you said, only a person as powerful as Master Zhang of Wudang can achieve the goal of having all kinds of things in his hands."

The Yitian Sword is the same.

She raised her eyes again and looked at Qingfeng in front of her. She also thought about taking Qingfeng under the Emei family, but Master Jue was really not sure about Qingfeng's character.

If it had been someone else who had taken the Yitian Sword, his strength would have definitely increased greatly. If a first-rate master held the Yitian Sword, he would have been invincible in the world."

Call him indifferent and peaceful, but what he did to Yin Susu and Wang Baobao can be described as murderous and heart-rending.

She had seen more than one or two monks from Shaolin Temple, but she couldn't recognize who this monk was.

Master Jue was aroused and thinking alone there. The master and apprentice were still talking. Qingfeng noticed that after they came in, they didn't seem to take a bite of food, as if they were just looking for a place to talk.

That's all.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. She had always wanted to let Emei surpass Shaolin Wudang and become the number one martial arts sect. Unfortunately, there were no particularly outstanding talents among her disciples. It seemed that in her hands,

This wish cannot be realized.

Back then, when the Tianzhu master Nimo Xing displayed this martial arts, even Jinlun Dharma King had to stay away from him. What's more, this monk's martial arts skills were much higher than Nimo Xing's. This staff technique was truly unparalleled in power.

He integrated this martial arts into the Crazy Magic Wand Technique, so it seemed that he was exerting force. In fact, except for the first few dozen wands, the rest was relaxed and comfortable. He just controlled the direction of the wand and the strong force inside. This was actually a

It is a very advanced art of balancing power. If the internal strength is not enough, if the Zen staff flips over, it will probably beat you to the ground and bleed.

The two masters were advancing and retreating, but the monk's apprentice, the beautiful young man, had no time to stand aside and watch.

Qingfeng wondered on the other side: "This monk is so powerful in martial arts. He shouldn't be an unknown person. Why can't I remember such a pair of masters and disciples in the book?"
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