Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

Jue Guzi grinned, then looked at him: "By the way, do you want to participate in this martial arts exchange conference?"

Lin Qing hesitated slightly and did not answer immediately.

To be honest, he originally wanted to participate. Although these warriors are good and bad, it is better to exchange ideas.

But if it is necessary to be named as the Southern or Northern faction in the competition, then forget it.

No matter where you go, it's like eating a reply.

Seemingly seeing Lin Qing's worries, Jue Guzi said, "Actually, you can participate as an undisciplined person, a fan of martial arts."

"Can it still be like this?"

"Of course, there is this rule in each competition. As long as you have won the championship in the competition, you can participate. If you win the ranking, you will get a generous bonus."

"It's just that none of the martial arts enthusiasts can get it yet."

Lin Qing nodded. If there is no attribute panel and only rely on boxing records to practice, there is a big gap between lovers and aristocratic families.

After all, one has been taking tonic since childhood, is guided by a guide, and has to practice boxing every day, while the other needs to support himself. Will the strength be the same after coming out?

"How high is the bonus?"

Hearing the word bonus, Lin Qing was a little moved.

Now his 20 yuan is almost spent, and it is the time when he is short of money.

"11 for the top 20, 50 for the top three, and 1100 million for No. [-]."

I go!

When Lin Qing heard this series of numbers, his heart seemed to miss a beat.

The richness of this prize money can almost catch up with boxing matches.

"With your strength, if you participate in the top three, you will definitely not run."

"Can't be No.1, my strength in your heart is so weak?"

Lin Qing laughed dumbfounded, and asked.

"If it was in the past, it would definitely be number one."

Jue Guzi sighed, "You heard it too, Fang Jinyi moved to South Shaolin this time, so it will be difficult to get the first place."

"So scary?"

Lin Qing was slightly taken aback.

Dr. Zheng really didn't tell him how powerful the Southern Shaolin faction is.

After all, he was from the north, and at that time, Southern Shaolin had already closed the mountain gate and lived in seclusion.

Jue Guzi nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know if you've heard a sentence before."

"Taiji treacherous, gossip slippery, the most ruthless and poisonous mind."

"The well-known Xingyiquan comes from the heart, and this is the secret of Shaolin."

"The eminent monk Pujue lived here for a long time after he was exiled in the Southern Shaolin during the war, and now this wish should be passed down."

With apprehension in Jue Guzi's eyes, he continued: "The highest state of Shaolin Kungfu is the integration of Zen and fist, which is the supreme Zen skill; this move is praised as the king of all fists by all martial arts schools, and I am convinced. .”

"This move has only one movement, but it is unpredictable and adaptable to all kinds of changes. It is the supreme magic method for training mind, mind, qi, strength and method. One movement can point out twelve kinds of changes..."

As he was talking, Jue Guzi noticed that Lin Qing's eyes were shining, as if a person who hadn't eaten for three days saw a piece of braised pork, which made him feel chilly.

"Keep talking, don't stop!"

Seeing that Jue Guzi didn't speak, Lin Qing hurriedly urged.

If he was still hesitating before, after hearing Jue Guzi's introduction to Xinyi, he will definitely go to the martial arts exchange conference!

Chapter 129 Southern faction masters, the conference is approaching!

"Wu Shanlin, the second generation descendant of this Xinyi master, once taught boxing in Shaolin Temple for three years. Later, he found out that some of these monks had bad martial ethics, so he left Northern Shaolin angrily and went all the way south."

"After all, this boxing method comes from the Zen sect. After that, Wu Shanlin went all the way south and came to the South Shaolin Temple in Quanzhou. At that time, he was nearly 80 years old, his mood changed, and finally he continued this incense with difficulty."

Hearing this, Lin Qing nodded. A person's state of mind will change with life.

Just like Dr. Zheng, his only wish at the last moment was to pass on the real Bajiquan.

This action also proves that God does not want the Baji to be extinct, otherwise, with Zheng Kefu's group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps who are swinging their fists, in another ten years, Zheng's Baji lineage will be gone.

"Northern Shaolin's mind is not the real mind, it's just some skill. The real mind is still in South Shaolin."

"That's all I know. After all, this mind is too secretive, and I haven't even revealed the scriptures. The reason why I know it is that apart from kung fu, it is also the supreme secret method of meditation. Combining Zen fist When it comes together, it’s perfect.”

Quanzhen Sect emphasizes the integration of the three teachings, so apart from studying the method of double cultivation of life and soul, the Taoist priests in the temple also occasionally study Confucianism and Zen classics. In addition, Jue Guzi is a disciple of the abbot, so he can know this secret. Gongfa is also considered normal.

Jue Guzi's eyes flickered with worry, and he continued: "Babulian's lineage is the same as Zheng's Baji, and they have completed the transformation, from a family of martial arts to a political and business circle, so they are not the main force in this martial arts exchange conference. .”

"The real strength of the Southern School is Benjamin, the first disciple of Baimeiquan who has won four consecutive years in a row in the past few years."

"Wait." Lin Qing was slightly taken aback, "Benjamin?"

Or he is a foreigner?

Jue Guzi nodded, "This guy comes from France. He learned from the two sons of Liu Shaoliang, the founder of Baimei boxing. They are also the authentic descendants of Foshan Baimei. The country's name is Liu Ben."

Hearing this, Lin Qing was a little stunned.

He co-authored his own traditional martial arts, and was criticized by his family members, and became a liar who deceived the world.

On the contrary, foreigners have learned it as a classic, and even stepped on the head of traditional domestic sects for several years in a row.

Although the times are open now and we don't pay much attention to these things, it is ironic that Benjamin can be named the authentic heir.

"What about the northern faction?"

Lin Qing thought for a while and asked.

Jue Guzi fell into a brief silence.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "You have fucked all the high hopes this year, and there is one who is stuck in the age limit, and now he is nourishing his soul in the Qingjing Temple in the back mountain."

Lin Qing was also silent.

He could understand why Zheng Kefu was so happy when he saw him that he was almost bewildered.

There is really no one in this northern faction.

In the past few years, it was better, and the middle-aged generation could still support the scene.

Now that I am old, I can only send these juniors to embarrass me.

"I'll tell you an even more embarrassing thing. Last year, there were only three Northern School boxers in the top ten miles. This year, there may be none."

Jue Guzi let out a long sigh, regretting.

Xingyi, Bagua, Baji, Tongbei, even looser, even Taiji can be counted in Beiquan, which one is not a famous boxing type?

"After all, compared to the lesser-known small boxing styles of the Southern School, the Northern School's boxing methods are more famous, and it can still attract many people to sign up to learn."

It is precisely because of being famous that most of the northern boxing has turned to commercialization. The master no longer thinks of ways to improve the strength of his disciples, but is busy with hype, starting classes, and making money.

Generation after generation, the essence of martial arts slipped away from the fingertips like gravel, until the martial arts masters who gave lectures became half-baked.

It's strange to have talents if you just gather them but don't raise them.

"How is it, is there any pressure?"

Lin Qing shook his head and said calmly: "No, don't forget that I am a Tai Chi student."

Those who learn Taijiquan are not afraid that you are strong, but only that you are weak.

It reflects that sentence, let you hit me with great strength, and I will hit me with four or two.

Lin Qing patted Jue Guzi on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll leave it to you for the rest of the time."

Hearing this, Jue Guzi wrinkled into a bitter face.

Of course he knew what Lin Qing meant.

A young man who just came out of the mountain, first killed Zhenbei Zijinliang Zheng Kefu who had passed on the martial arts, and then defeated Nanpai Bubu Shenglianfang.

It is no exaggeration to say that starting tomorrow, Lin Qing's limelight will even overshadow this martial arts exchange conference.

At that time, countless people will come to visit, regardless of the southern faction or the northern faction.

"Leave me with the matter of offending people, and you can just practice with peace of mind."

Jue Guzi sighed and cheered up.

"By the way, Lao Jue, I have a question that I have kept in my heart."

Seeing this, Lin Qing simply asked the question in his heart: "You and I have never met before, why do you help me like this?"

If it is said that you are invited to Qingyun Temple for prostitution, it can be explained by the attribute that Taoist priests have been good at dancing since ancient times.

Then the other party is even willing to offend a sect for himself, Lin Qing can't figure it out.

Jue Guzi smiled mysteriously and made a gesture: "Guess what it is?"

"Foretelling?"

Lin Qing asked suspiciously: "You won't figure out who I am as the Chosen One?"

"Haha."

Hearing this, Jue Guzi burst into tears, shook his head and said, "How is it possible, I don't know your horoscope."

"Why did you help me? As you said, to put it bluntly, it's not a bad thing to offend a lot of stinky fish and shrimps in order to make friends with a young grand master, right?"

Seeing the other party's explanation, Lin Qing's lips parted, and he didn't ask any more questions.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something Gu Zi didn't tell himself.

After chatting with him for a few more words and learning about the rules and regulations of the meeting, Lin Qing bid farewell to everyone and walked towards his residence.

Now there is still half a month before the start of the Martial Arts Exchange Conference, it is time to start the liver emperor mode.

"Put your heart on it, white eyebrow fist..."

Lin Qing muttered to himself with fiery eyes.

He couldn't wait to fight these two boxing techniques that he had never encountered before.

So Lin Qing decided to challenge the waterfall tomorrow morning and raise the swastika hand to level five!

Lifespan: 176

Qi: 270

Strength: 2.78△△

Spirit: 3.28△

Speed: 2.77△△△△△

Physique: 3.18△△△△

Free attribute points: 1.18

Skill: Zhaobao Taijiquan lv5 (171/5000)

……

Shaolin Plum Blossom Pile LV4 (301/1000)

Daomen swastika hand LV4 (34/1000)

Taiyi Jinhua Purpose LV1 (99/100)

Open the attribute panel, and look at the changes brought about by practicing the plum blossom pile attributes all morning.

Then Lin Qing did not hesitate, and directly filled the Shaolin Plum Blossom Pile.

Just as he expected, this skill has finally reached the full level, and at the same time, Lin Qing also got a brand new entry!

Chapter 130 Yin-Yang Coitus, Golden Light Appears!

[The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold: Your lower body strength has been greatly enhanced, and the efficiency of all pile exercises and leg exercises has doubled! 】