Chapter 8 Shaolin monks, dog skin plaster (seeking further reading)
But when Sanwu saw Gu Chaoci's posture, he also had doubts in his heart and kept thinking about it.
I just saw him take action. Although his moves were mediocre, his internal strength was powerful and powerful, something I had never seen before.
Although Gu Chaoci has never been heard of in the martial arts before, judging from what he does, he has only been famous for less than a year at most. However, he is so young and possesses such abilities, so his master must not be an ordinary person.
Furthermore, what he said is true. Luohan Fist, Five Elements Fist, and Skanda Palm are all Shaolin martial arts. They have been spread for a long time and have countless practitioners. If you use this as an excuse, it would be a bit shameless.
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Seeing that he was so arrogant, he probably didn't bother to panic. Could it be that someone really committed the crime under his false name?
When the three of them thought of this, they all looked solemn, looked at each other, knowing what they meant, walked away together, and discussed in a low voice. During this period, without anger or pain, they stated the pros and cons.
After a while, the three of them came forward together again, Wu Xiang proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice: "What the donor said makes sense, let's not mention the matter of secretly learning the martial arts of our sect.
But it is always true that you killed my Shaolin disciples. You admitted it yourself.
As for your claim that they have misbehaved, even if this is true, they should be punished by their own sect, and there is absolutely no reason for outsiders to deal with them.
After all, I, a Shaolin disciple, should not be reduced to a gangster, a stepping stone to gain fame and power!
Do you think it makes sense?"
Sanwu thought that the three of them walked out ten feet away and discussed in low voices. No matter how high Gu Chaoci's internal power was, they should not be able to hear him.
Little did he know that the "Nine Yang Divine Art" is infinitely mysterious. Although Gu Chaoci has not yet mastered it, he has accumulated so much internal power that, except for a few people, he has no equal in the world. However, under normal circumstances, he cannot display the power he should have.
, but even if someone within ten feet deliberately eavesdrops, they can't stop him.
Therefore, when several people were discussing, he had already secretly used his internal energy, gathered his ears, and heard the words of several people clearly. His heart was filled with anger. If he didn't have any scruples, he would have had murderous intentions.
Now when he heard this, he didn't even look at Sanwu. He just sneered and said: "Haha, what if it makes sense? So what if it doesn't make sense?"
"If the donor feels that this is justified, I would like to ask you to drive to Shaolin Temple in vain to meet the abbot of this temple and hear his words.
If the misunderstanding can be resolved, the three monks and brothers will definitely apologize to the benefactor and send the benefactor down the mountain respectfully!"
After saying this, he paused, but saw that Gu Chaoci was still looking sideways at the sky, and just snorted coldly.
For a moment, the mountain forest fell into silence, except for the rustling of leaves in the wind, there was no other sound.
At this moment, silence is better than sound.
When Wu Xiang saw this, he was also filled with anger. His voice could not help but become a little louder, and he continued: "If the donor wants to use his skills to be cruel and refuses to listen to good advice, the three poor monks have low martial arts and may not be your match. But I, Shaolin Temple
You will definitely not give up, and when the time comes, you may regret it!"
What Wu Xiang said is actually pretty good.
If they can't get Gu Chao Ci, they will report it to the abbot of their sect. By then, they will no longer be of the "Wu" generation.
No matter how strong Gu Chaoci's martial arts is, it has its limits. It may not be so superb. If it reaches the point of absurdity, how can it be defeated by the many masters of this sect?
As long as you are a smart person, you know how to choose!
Little did he know that although Gu Chaoci had been studying the "Nine Suns True Sutra" for several years, he could still speak a few sentences of both Buddhist and Taoist classics, but the Taoist mind of eminent Buddhist monks and Taoist sects was as clear as a mirror.
He has not yet accomplished the cultivation of reflecting things, the laws of the world are equal, and there is no difference between them.
Coupled with his nature, at best it sounds like he is arrogant, but at worst he is like a stubborn donkey who cannot be led away and is trying to backslide.
Even when his parents were alive, they sometimes didn't buy it, let alone others.
In today's situation, if it had been someone else, he would have killed him and just walked away, what nonsense would he be talking to them about?
The reason why he talked so much with the three Shaolin monks was because he didn't want to break his face directly. One was because of the origin of Jiuyang, and the other was because he thought that there must be something fishy about what happened today.
Even if he really wanted to kill people and silence them, it would be useless.
After all, it is easy to kill someone but difficult to silence them!
Since these three monks can come to the door, other Shaolin disciples can also come. Unless he disappears in the future and no longer hangs out in the world.
Killing San is not only a cover-up, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, it also takes the blame for others' misdeeds.
So in his eyes, even though he told a white lie, it was also for the sake of both parties!
If he admits everything frankly, Shaolin will definitely go to war with him for the sake of face, but he will not just surrender. By then, both sides will suffer, and those who fish in troubled waters will be able to take advantage.
But he didn't expect that he would give in at every turn, but in return he would get worse. Santu actually dared to use the Shaolin Temple, a broken sign, to threaten him openly.
It’s simply too much!
If we retreat again, I, as an adult, can go back home directly, and there will be no need to hang around.
When Gu Chaoci thought about this, his eyes suddenly shone with light. He glanced at Sanwu coldly, stared up and down, and thought to himself: "Dog-skin plaster, after time, as long as I can get the Nine Yin Lower Volume, hum..."
Sanwu felt the other person's gaze wandering and lingering on him. A chill came from the soles of his feet and spread all over his body, as if he was being stared at by some monster or beast. He couldn't help but tremble and subconsciously wanted to avoid the other person's gaze.
But the reputation of Shaolin Temple rests on the three of them, and they are forced to look at each other, but they are all thinking in their hearts: "This man is known as a tricky scholar, and I don't know how many dead souls he has provoked, but he can have such a body..."
murderous look."
Whenever I think about it, I recite the Prajna Heart Sutra silently in order to calm my mind.
For a moment, Gu Chaoci's eyes returned to normal, and he laughed and said: "Wuxian, I'm going to kill you!
Originally, it was not impossible for me to give you an explanation from Shaolin in the future!
But if you actually threaten me with the Shaolin Temple, you are looking down on me.
It's okay to look down on me, but are you trying to take Shaolin as a martial arts supreme?
Haha, don’t you know the truth of this moment and the other moment?
Everyone who is a martial artist today knows that the authentic martial arts in the world is the Quanzhen Sect.
Martial arts masters regard themselves as "the magical powers of Eastern Evil, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar." If your Shaolin can't rank among them, how can you show your prestige in front of me?
Could it be that I am weak and easy to bully?
Haha, no matter how incompetent I am in caring for someone, how can I be a person who is afraid of trouble and death?
If I just rely on your words, I will go to Shaolin with you.
Hehe, then I, Gu Chaoci, am in vain to be a seven-foot-tall man, and I am still practicing martial arts. I might as well go home and live my life guarding the two acres of Susukaya!"
San Wu also knows that if a famous person in the martial arts world is taken away by someone with just a few words, his reputation will indeed be damaged.
But after hearing his words, even though the three of them were monks and had been influenced by Buddhism for a long time, they felt their blood surge up.
Although what the other party said was actually pretty good.
But this is too distressing!
Wu Xiang looked at the two junior brothers and saw that they nodded slightly. Their eyes were full of fighting spirit. He was determined. He took a step forward and said: "What the donor said is not bad, but the three of my junior brothers are bound to
You have to ask the donor to go to Shaolin. This is also the responsibility of the poor monk!
Since it doesn't make sense, we are all martial arts practitioners, so let's use martial arts to judge superiority and inferiority.
If the benefactor wins, he can go on foot. In the future, a master of his own sect will come to ask for an explanation from the benefactor.
If we are lucky enough to win one and a half moves, I hope the donor can come with us to this temple!"
Gu Chaoci didn't expect this, he was completely confused and felt it was unbelievable.
They didn't discuss this just now. He just thought that the other party would make a date with him like in the TV series, and that he would go to Shaolin in a certain month and year to explain, and that would be fine.
But what is the meaning of this play by the monk?
After all, they had just fought each other, and the three of them joined forces, and none of them were their opponents. Now that they said this, wouldn't it be like taking off their pants and farting?
This Shaolin disciple is more difficult to deal with than a dog-skin plaster, and it makes me happy...
Then I thought again: "Yes, everyone in the martial arts world wants to have face. If you want it, they have to want it too!"
Immediately he took a long breath, nodded slightly, and said loudly: "Okay! Just as the master said!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and said, "Please enlighten me!"
Wutong saw this and snorted coldly: "Gu Chaoci, although your martial arts are not weak, don't be careless!
My senior fellow apprentices have a three-talented formation, which is far beyond what we can do on our own, so it’s best not to rely on others!
If you have any weapons, show them off!
Lest you lose and make excuses for yourself!"
Although he is thin and small, he has a loud voice, like rolling thunder. In addition, his words perfectly convey the majestic aura of a great martial arts school like Shaolin.
But when Gu Chaoci heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
He is not afraid of some three-talented formation by a few people.
He naturally knows the Sancai Formation, which originated from Taoism. How come Shaolin also has this formation, but these are not important.
Just hearing this made him feel really unhappy.
Although he knew that these people must be very dissatisfied with him, he never expected that this bald donkey was not only arrogant, but also regarded him as a shameless villain.
He still looked upright and made excuses for losing!
Is he that kind of person?
Most importantly, how could he lose?
If even a few Shaolin "no" generation disciples can't be dispatched, these ten years of training will be in vain, and the "Nine Yang Manual" will be inhumane.
Gu Chaoci shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Haha, there are only a few people in this world who can match me, Gu Chaoci, to wield a weapon!
If you have a master alive, you might want to give it a try."
In fact, by saying this, he was just bragging.
After all, in the field of bragging, Gu Chaoci asked himself, you are not inferior to anyone in the world. You don't think the "Three Talents Formation" is powerful, but I don't take you in my eyes.
Although there is not much difference between a real master and whether he has a weapon in his hand, but based on his current strength, it is obvious that he has not yet reached this supreme state.
It's just that the few weapons skills he has mastered are not superior martial arts. In his opinion, when dealing with a small number of defeated generals, whether or not they have weapons in their hands is almost the same and will not affect the outcome.
So I pretended to be generous.
San Wu is the generation with the word "wu" in Shaolin Temple, the master generation is the generation with the word "heart", and the ancestor generation is the generation with the word "bitter". There are a few surviving people in the temple, but they are the only remaining elders of the sect who have made great achievements.
They are all great masters of their own sect, and they are also the Shaolin Dinghai Divine Needle. How can the three of them not be familiar with it?
And Gu Chaoci is young, even if his internal strength is good, but what he said and what he meant is, not to mention that you have nothing, even your master is far from worthy of letting him use weapons.
Sanwu is not a person who is ignorant of worldly affairs. How could he not know the true meaning? He immediately announced the Buddha's name in unison, chanting the Buddha's name in his mouth, but his eyes were full of fierceness.
Wu Xiang said in a long voice: "Okay, the benefactor possesses magical powers, and with such confidence, the poor monk does not need to talk. Then my brother will be humble!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he put the long stick in his hand into the ground, and with both feet on the ground, he jumped into the air, like a big bird in the clouds, and rushed towards Gu Chaoci.
split it down,
This chop contains its deep internal force, and the strong wind hits people.
Although he was in mid-air, he swung his stick and struck hard, but when the stick came out, it was less than three feet away from Gu Chaoci's head.
At the same time, Wu Ai's whole body, with his head in front and feet behind, and his long stick leading the way, flew towards him at a flat speed, just like a flying arrow off a string.
Wu Pain, who was already short in stature, spread out his body posture, and at the same time he was close to him. He rounded the long stick in his hand and swept across Gu Chaoci's lower body. He used all his strength to strike this stick, with heavy force and fierce fire.