The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 382
"What kind of sword move is this, to defeat Master Kongxing with one move?"

"The reincarnation of heaven and man really deserves its reputation."

"In less than 20 years, he will be the next real Zhang."

"I have a younger sister who is extremely beautiful. I will send her to Wudang Mountain to try her luck."

There was a lot of discussion among the various sects, all about Luo Qingyang.

No matter from the rumors or what they saw today, their attitude towards Luo Qingyang has changed greatly.

A person who can defeat the three monks of Shaolin at the age of 16, everyone knows how high his future achievements will be.

What's more, there is Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang Mountain. With the two of them working together, I am afraid that only the imperial court can send a large army to suppress them!

"This kid's swordsmanship is profound!"

Mo Shenggu seemed to be getting to know Luo Qingyang for the first time in more than ten years.

For more than ten years, everyone knew that he learned quite a lot of things, but never thought that it was for the purpose of creating his own martial arts.

However, many things are useless to creating martial arts!

"This kid is hiding deep enough."

Song Yuanqiao suddenly realized that he seemed to have never really known his son.

For a long time, he thought that Luo Qingyang studied heresy, never thought it was serious martial arts.

"Master, no matter how you help that kid hide it from us."

Yu Lianzhou was also very interested in the swordsmanship that Luo Qingyang performed just now.

If I have time, I have to ask my nephew for advice, and I am not ashamed to ask, so as to improve my own strength.

"You didn't ask me, why did I hide it from you?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his white beard, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

I still learned this move from Luo Qingyang, if you don't ask, I won't tell, so who can be blamed?

Do you want to blame me for not telling you, then you have to think about why you didn't ask yourself.

"Qingshu has met his opponent this time."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Master Kongwen in front of him, and had no intention of making a move.

Obviously, he was testing Luo Qingyang, and he probably saw something earlier.

On the other hand, Luo Qingyang held one hand behind his back, his left hand was bouncing back and forth, while his right hand was holding a real martial arts sword, standing quietly in place.

On the other side, Master Kongwen holds a tin staff with one hand, and puts his right hand in front of him, making a gesture of the Buddha's name.

Neither of them took the lead to move, they stared wide-eyed and did not make a move for a long time.

"My nephew is a junior, so he should take the lead."

Master Kongwen was unmoved, he seemed to be more convinced now.

Luo Qingyang's sword moves need to be done first, to destroy the enemy's martial arts, so as to produce miraculous effects.

Once he didn't take the initiative to make moves, but just passively defended, then Luo Qingyang's strange move would not have the miraculous effect he imagined.

"The younger generation uses the sword, let Master Kongwen do it!"

Luo Qingyang has been calculating with the Xing Gua, but he has not calculated anything, and it is impossible to predict.

The result he predicted was that Master Kongwen stood in place, unable to use Matsuma Crane to Return to the Nest.

The pine crane returns to the nest, the word "return to the nest" means that a nest must be built before it can return.

Now that the opponent doesn't even build a lair, Luo Qingyang's Pine Crane Returning to the Nest will be ineffective, and at most he will use other martial arts to fight against the enemy.

However, once he used other martial arts, his advantage disappeared.

If he wants to defeat the enemy with one move, the only way is a sword from the future. With normal martial arts, there is a high probability that he will not be the opponent of Master Kongwen.

"This old man has practiced decades more than little benefactor Song. If he takes the lead, it will make people laugh at him."

Master Kongwen could bear his temper.

He wasn't impatient like the monk of emptiness, so he easily fell for Luo Qingyang's tricks, and he was defeated in one move.

Today, only he and Kong Zhi are left among the three monks in Shaolin. If he can't defeat Luo Qingyang, it's fine if he doesn't fight in the future.

If Luo Qingyang defeated the three monks of Shaolin alone, they would have no face and would continue to stay in Wudang to ask Xie Xun's whereabouts.

"Respecting the old and loving the young are the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. As a junior, I should let Master Kongwen go."

Luo Qingyang remained unmoved, he was also a person who could endure his temper.

Otherwise, these years, I would not have stayed in the Library Pavilion with all my heart, studying Taoism and strange books in the world.

Those are so miscellaneous, people who can't bear their temper can't learn it.

"What the hell is Brother Kongwen doing?"

The monk of Kongxing was dumbfounded, the two of them were giving way, and a quarter of an hour had passed.

If it keeps going on, who knows how long it will take, everyone will have no patience.

"Senior brother has his own reasons for doing this."

Although Divine Monk Kongzhi was puzzled, he was not in a hurry. He believed in Master Kongwen, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"Whether you Shaolin fight or not, if you don't fight, you'll break up."

Mo Shenggu took the initiative to provoke.

He didn't understand why Luo Qingyang didn't take the initiative to make a move, but he knew that Luo Qingyang wanted Master Kongwen to make a move first.

So, to stimulate Shaolin with words is to help Luo Qingyang.

"What are you doing? It's been deadlocked for a quarter of an hour."

"That's right, Shaolin can't even deal with a young man."

"It's Taishan Beidou, and the world's martial arts come from Shaolin. Even a third-generation Wudang disciple can't handle it."

The various sects around were whispering, and because of the large number of people, they said whatever they wanted.

These words fell into the ears of Master Kongwen, and he was still unmoved.

"Do you have the ability to go up there and try it yourself? Why don't I compare with you?"

The monk of Kongxing was so convinced that he lost, and he broke his dragon's claw with a sword, and he didn't even discuss it at all.

He admired such a godlike young man from the bottom of his heart.

As for the jumping clowns around, they only dare to jump around a little when there are many people.

As soon as the monk of Kongxing said this, most of the people immediately shut up.

How many jins and taels of martial arts they have, they still know it in their hearts, the name of the three gods and monks of Shaolin is not a vain name.

"Master Zhang, I don't know if nephew Song Xian is married?"

Miejue Shitai found another way and asked Zhang Sanfeng about Luo Qingyang's marriage.

She did not see a reply to the letter she wrote to Ling Xueyan earlier, so it is estimated that the marriage will not be possible.

Now that the old matter is brought up again, it is still in front of the whole world, just to fight for another chance.

They Emei faction cannot get married, let alone other families.

"Master should have noticed that Qingshu is practicing the Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu, and he didn't consider marriage issues before he was promoted to super class."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.

At the beginning, he planned to teach Luo Qingyang Wudang Jiuyang Kung Fu, but he didn't intend to pass on the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.

However, Luo Qingyang said that one must learn the best in learning, and even before becoming innate, he had to maintain a childish body, and he was confident that he would be able to cultivate before the age of 30.

"Renren Zhang, Emei and Wudang have always been friends. If Nephew Song Xian considers getting married, I have a few good disciples under my sect. We can let them get along first."

Miejue Shitai took a step back and didn't want to make a marriage contract all at once.

It would be great for Luo Qingyang to have a little contact with her disciples.

With Luo Qingyang around, even after her death, the Emei Sect can maintain its glory for a hundred years.

"As it should be, everything depends on Qing Shu's wishes."

Zhang Sanfeng loved Luo Qingyang very much, even if he wanted to get married, it had to be Luo Qingyang himself.

If Luo Qingyang doesn't like it, then there is no need for a marriage. Luo Qingyang alone can keep Wudang alive for another hundred years.

"Since Master Kongwen wants to learn about my nephew's unique Wudang knowledge, then my nephew will follow you."

Luo Qingyang cast his eyes on Zhang Sanfeng, and finally got Zhang Sanfeng's signal.

According to his original character, he intends to continue spending time with Master Kongwen, but in this way, Shaolin's face will not be good.

In this battle, Shaolin must not lose, so Master Kongwen has not moved, and will not take the lead.

Because he could almost predict that if he made the first move, the result might be the same as Junior Brother Kongxing.

"Amitabha."

Master Kongwen gave a Buddha name.

He naturally discovered that Luo Qingyang and Zhang Sanfeng's petty actions were all about human sophistication!

Compared with Xie Xun's whereabouts and Shaolin's reputation being ruined, that is undoubtedly a stronger blow.

If he was defeated by Luo Qingyang today, his own junior brother Kongzhi would also be defeated by him in all likelihood.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Sanfeng finally came out to mediate and gave him Shaolin a way out.

"Master Kongwen, my nephew has little talent and learning, and I haven't mastered Wudang Kungfu yet. Please give me some advice from the master."

Luo Qingyang's pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was activated to the extreme, and all his internal energy was poured into the True Martial Sword.

I saw him take a step forward, the Wudang ladder was spinning, and the real martial arts sword in his hand was like a soft belt, erratic.

His sword moves are flickering, like a dancing dancer, waving a soft belt in the field.

"Fingering soft sword!"

Master Kongwen's complexion changed in shock.

Exercising the powerful Vajra Finger, this extremely powerful fingering skill repeatedly blocked Luo Qingyang's soft belt.

If it weren't for his deep internal strength and his fingers as hard as iron, it would be difficult for him to fight against Luo Qingyang who was holding a magic weapon.

This Song Xian nephew understands human relationships and the world, but he is not completely human!

This is clearly asking him to feed his moves, to increase his combat experience, and to sharpen his own sword moves.

"What's the matter with Qing Shu, why did he suddenly use the soft sword?"

Mo Shenggu is particularly willing to see that Luo Qingyang single-handedly picks the three monks of Shaolin, and everyone is absolutely happy.

"In terms of intelligence, you, Lao Qi, are no match for Qing Shu."

Zhang Songxi patted Mo Shenggu on the shoulder.

There are some things that cannot be said clearly, he just saw that his master gave Qing Shu a look.

At first, he didn't understand it very well, until Luo Qingyang asked Master Kongwen to teach him to use Wudang Kungfu.

Zhang Songxi immediately understood that Luo Qingyang was going to give up in this round, otherwise he wouldn't let Kong Wen teach Wudang Kungfu.

His self-created kung fu was all taught by Zhang Sanfeng, so there is no such thing as Master Kongwen's guidance.

"It makes you seem smarter than Qing Shu, and I haven't seen you create a few martial arts."

Mo Shenggu couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Comparing him with Luo Qingyang, he is not the reincarnation of heaven and man, so how can he compare to others.

What's more, even the master and other old people feel inferior.

"The two of you have a good look at Qingshu's twirling fingers and soft sword. You use it much more skillfully than the two of you."

Yu Lianzhou looked at the two juniors helplessly, there was nothing to argue about.

That kid has a lot of eyes, and those of them who are uncles never dare to treat him as a child.

As for kendo, they are worth learning.

"Master Kongwen, be careful."

Luo Qingyang quickly changed his moves.

The finger-wrapping soft sword that was originally turned into a soft belt still maintains its shape, but the number of sword moves has changed.

I saw the tip of the soft sword suddenly stab at the Shenmen point on Master Kongwen's wrist, the speed was extremely fast.

The Shenmen acupoint is at the end of the acupoint on the back of the palm, once the sword is hit, the palm will no longer be able to exert any strength.

Master Kongwen suddenly formed a claw with his left hand, and Shaolin Dragon Claw grabbed the soft belt, trying to pinch Luo Qingyang's real martial arts sword.

(End of this chapter)