As he spoke, the smile on his face became even bigger. He put his left thumb and index finger together and flicked the fingers of his right hand three times. He only heard three soft "puff puff" sounds. Xuan Du seemed to have no reaction at all. He stood motionless on the spot.
His expression was full of sluggishness.
"Xiao Wu..." No one could see the situation clearly yet, but Hong Lingbo's expression immediately changed. He stopped his voice mid-sentence and murmured, "I didn't expect Master to teach you this magical skill."
His face was full of bitterness.
"She can also pick flowers with her fingers!" The people in the Shaolin Temple were shocked. The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin are not allowed to be practiced by non-disciples in the temple. How did this woman learn it?
After three breaths, Xuan Du was still motionless. Everyone in the scene also realized that something was wrong. After taking a closer look, they discovered that Xuan Du had three little finger-sized holes on his chest at some point, and they were bleeding.
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The people in Shaolin Temple also reacted, and Xuanji jumped out, "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xuan Ji took a breath and breathed a sigh of relief. He was just in a daze, and the injury was not serious. He then tapped his chest several times to stop the bleeding. Then he raised his head and looked at Lu Wushuang, "The female donor is too aggressive.
It’s a bit harsh. In addition, where the female benefactor learned the flower-twisting and fingering technique from the temple still needs to be explained clearly.”
At the Murong family's Tingxiang Pavilion, the heroes had seen the Murong family perform the dragon claw hand, but the martial arts people only promoted the Murong family's prestige of "repaying the other person with their own way", but they never paid much attention to the dragon claw hand.
This skill.
Shaolin Temple learned about this situation and sent people to Murong's house several times to ask for an explanation, but they were all kicked out. They thought the matter would be over, but they didn't expect that today the Murong family once again performed Shaolin Temple's stunts, and in front of them.
In front of all the heroes in the world, if we don’t ask for an explanation today, how will Shaolin Temple fare in the future?
Hong Lingbo and other members of the Murong family couldn't help but change their expressions. If Lu Wushuang used his flower finger in public, wouldn't it cause trouble for the Murong family?
Lu Wushuang seemed to realize that he was in trouble. He rolled his eyes, but he hummed, "Everyone has also seen that this old monk's flower fingering technique is higher than this girl's.
It is obvious whether this girl secretly learned the secret skills of the Shaolin Temple, or the Shaolin Temple secretly learned the secret skills of the Murong family, or both."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked surprised. Then they remembered that Lu Wushuang's fingering technique just now was silent, extremely fast, and powerful. It was indeed much better than Master Xuandu. It stands to reason that the Nianhua fingering technique was indeed
It's possible that they came from the Murong family, but the Seventy-two Shaolin stunts have been famous in the martial arts for many years, and it's hard to tell who secretly learned who.
"You're talking nonsense, you..." Xuanji became furious and couldn't help but cursed.
But before he finished speaking, Xuanci interrupted and said, "Junior brother, be careful what you say and don't act rashly."
"Yes," Xuanji heard this and was struck by lightning. He immediately calmed down and saluted Lu Wushuang, "Amitabha, the old monk has lost his temper."
Lu Wushuang waved his hand generously, "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is no great way to do good. My Murong family is open to all rivers, and I have as many peerless martial arts as the stars in the sky. It's just a fingering technique. If you learn it, you will learn it. But you are not allowed to call yourself myself again in the future."
What's the 'Seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin'?"
Xuanji had just apologized, just because he had committed a crime, but when it came to Lu Wushuang's mouth, he admitted that the seventy-two Shaolin skills belonged to the Murong family. He could no longer hold back and shouted, "Bold, Shaolin seventy-two skills."
The Twelve Special Skills have been passed down for hundreds of years. It was clearly stolen by a thief from your Murong family, but you still dare to pretend to be it, how can I tolerate you?"
He was about to step forward to fight, but Xuanci took a step forward, stopped in front of Xuanji, and said, "Female donor, some of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin were passed down by Patriarch Bodhidharma, and some were passed down by Patriarch Bodhidharma.
They are self-created by eminent monks from all generations of this temple. The special skills and the process of enlightenment are recorded in detail in secret books, which are now in the Sutra Pavilion. The donor keeps saying that these special skills belong to the Murong family. Is there any evidence?"
Lu Wushuang's expression changed slightly. She originally just wanted to provoke Xuan Ji and expose the matter, but unexpectedly Abbot Xuanci jumped out and said that it was neither a fight nor a fight, and that she had to provide evidence.
Her mind suddenly turned, Lu Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she coughed twice, "Well, it's like this. In fact, the little girl just now was angry and told a lie to the old monk. The Murong family did not possess the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.
The secret book was learned temporarily after the little girl saw the old monk perform it."
Her tone was slightly coy, and there were two blushes on her pretty face, as if she was embarrassed because she had lied.
But her words stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces and started talking a lot.
"Is she now learning and selling it? Is this girl so talented?"
"Master Xuandu became famous for holding flowers with his fingers, and now he was defeated by a young girl by holding flowers with his fingers. Did you just learn it now?"
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The monks in the Shaolin Temple also looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to believe it or not. There were many examples of Gein learning his opponent's moves before this formation. Some people with great martial arts attainments or extremely talented people only needed to take a look at their opponent's moves.
Moves can be imitated.
However, each of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts requires a corresponding mental technique to exert its power. Previously, the power of this girl's flower-twisting finger was obviously much higher than that of Xuan Du, and it didn't look like a one-time achievement.
There was a loud "bang", and a great monk with a red face walked out of the crowd. He banged his vajra on the ground and hummed, "You are lying. I heard about the Perfume Pavilion at Yanziwu, but I have seen Murong with my own eyes."
A woman in the Murong family used the Bisi Dragon Claw Hand and the Yi Jin Jing, and now you use the Flower Finger. I never believe that everyone in the Murong family is so talented and can learn the opponent's moves in front of the battle."
"And even if you learned the Dragon Claw Hand and Flower Finger on the battlefield, how should you explain the Yi Jin Jing?"
At this time, the key point came to the question. Lu Wushuang didn't know that Wang Yuyan was listening to Xiangxiang Pavilion and exposed the Yi Jin Jing. But the great monk dared to say this, so there must be such a thing. He couldn't think of it for a while.
I'm a little at a loss as to how to tell the lies.
"Master, what you said is wrong." At this time, Xiao Zhao stepped forward, saluted Xuanci and others, and said, "May I ask Master, was the Yi Jin Jing created by a senior monk of your temple?"
Xuanci pondered for a moment and couldn't help but change his face slightly, but Xuancheng beside him blurted out, "Of course not, the Yi Jin Jing was handed down by Patriarch Bodhidharma of the temple."
"That's it," Xiao Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, "As far as the little girl knows, this Yi Jin was passed down to the second ancestor through Bodhidharma of your temple. The second ancestor studied hard and studied hard, but couldn't figure it out, so he visited famous mountains and rivers.
A virtuous man who desires profound wisdom and is better than him. Although the secret has not yet been solved in the end, the scripture has been read by many people. Perhaps it was by chance that it reached the Murong family."
Lu Wushuang couldn't help but glance at Xiao Zhao gratefully, and said, "Besides, Bodhidharma comes from Tianzhu, so it's hard to say whether the Yi Jin Jing is the martial arts of Tianzhu or the martial arts of Shaolin Temple."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel that it was reasonable, and even thought in their hearts, "Why didn't our ancestors seize the opportunity back then? If they could copy a scripture, wouldn't they be as famous as Shaolin now?"
Although the eminent monks in Shaolin Temple were unwilling to do so, they could not say anything to refute.
Naturally, they knew everything about the rumors about the Yi Jin Jing. The Second Patriarch spent more than 20 years visiting famous people to study the scriptures. Although most of them were enlightened monks, it was possible that they had accidentally leaked the scriptures.
He went out because the second ancestor at that time did not know that it was a secret book of martial arts, and Buddhist disciples never took ordinary scriptures seriously.
Of course, although this rumor is not a top secret, not everyone can know it. For a while, I couldn't help but look at Xiao Zhao twice, wondering where this woman learned these secrets.
Xuan Cheng suddenly said, "I still don't believe that a girl like you can learn martial arts in front of a battle. Why don't you compare with me and see if you can learn it? If you can learn it, it will prove that what you just said is true.
If you can't, huh, secretly learn the martial arts of this temple without authorization, you should give up your martial arts and suppress it under the Sutra Pavilion of this temple."
Everyone couldn't help but secretly cursed at the shamelessness. Not all martial arts could be learned by practicing martial arts on the spot. Moreover, Monk Xuan Cheng's martial arts had reached the peak of profundity. His martial arts must be incredibly fast and wonderful. It couldn't be easily learned.
For a moment, the heroes looked at the Shaolin Temple monks a little strangely.
Xuanci's expression was slightly unnatural, and he coughed softly and said, "Senior Brother Xuancheng, your martial arts are based on nature. No matter how talented this little girl is, I'm afraid she won't be able to learn your martial arts."
Xuanji said at the right time, "Yes, Brother Xuancheng, why don't I give her a try? I see that her skills are equal to mine. It's not difficult to learn my moves."
Xuan Cheng hesitated for a moment and finally nodded. Although he could subdue the little girl with his actions, in the end he was at a disadvantage and was not good for Shaolin's reputation.
Xuanji handed Xuandu to a Shaolin disciple to take him away for treatment, and then walked to the field and said, "Almsgiver, let the old monk come to ask for advice. Take a look. This move is the one-shot-two trick that the old monk has practiced hard for many years."
Scatter'."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, his Tanzhong acupoint bulged high, and he suddenly slapped his palms out. In an instant, a powerful force of palms pressed towards Lu Wushuang with an overwhelming momentum.
Xiao Zhao's expression changed slightly, and when she was about to take action, Hong Lingbo stopped her and shook her head slightly.
Before the power of Xuanji's palm was reached, Lu Wushuang felt that his chest was short of breath. He couldn't help but curled his lips and said, "You are not a good person if you are scattered in one shot."
This two-part move is ordinary, but it is the accumulation of a lifetime of skills. It is earth-shattering and earth-shattering. The movement method is extremely special. Moreover, even if you have learned the moves and movement techniques, you do not have years of savings and determination to move forward.
, and definitely cannot bring out the essence of this move.
Seeing Xuanji's palm force coming like an angry wave, Lu Wushuang took a deep breath, raised both palms suddenly, gritted his teeth hard, and slapped Xuanji. As soon as the palm force was released, it was like a strong wind of time.
Daqi, whirring and roaring, is so powerful that it is even more powerful than Xuanji.