Chapter 66 Shaolin is so reasonable!
Gu Qing raised his hand, and Tatar's head rolled several times on the ground.
"You, you..."
The old monk looked at Gu Qing angrily, and his heart went cold. If just now he suspected Gu Qing and came to question him, then now that Gu Qing kills the Tatar, he will force the Shaolin Temple to take sides.
"Your Quanzhen Sect was burned down, do you also want Shaolin Temple to become a white land?"
The old monk said angrily.
Everyone knows that the Quanzhen Sect is the world's leading martial arts master, but the world also knows that the Shaolin Temple is the source of the world's martial arts. The Quanzhen Sect lost the Chongyang Palace and became a piece of white land, while the ancient Shaolin temple has been preserved. Gu Qing's move has the intention of dragging Shaolin into ruin.
"Am I so bad?"
Gu Qing heard the words of the monks around him and understood what the Shaolin monk meant and said in surprise.
The old monk was furious and shouted: "The monks of Luohan Hall listen to the order and surround him!"
Gu Qing killed someone inside the Shaolin Temple, and the Shaolin Temple must give an explanation.
At this order, the monks on the left and right filed in with sticks in hand, a total of 108 people, surrounding Gu Qing in the middle. At this time, the Mongolians in the Shaolin Temple knew what was happening in front of them, and came here in a swarm. Here, surrounded by many Mongolians, a Mongolian prince stood at the corner of the palace on the slope, looking down at Gu Qing.
"Old abbot, is this the man who killed Gu Qing?"
The Mongolian prince said: "As long as you capture him and hand him over to us, the Mongolian Kingdom will immediately grant you the title of protector of the country, and the Shaolin Temple will be the first temple in Mongolia."
Today's Mongolia has a vast territory. In such a territory, it is extremely tempting for Shaolin to be called the number one temple.
The abbot of Shaolin at this time was Zen Master Tianming. After hearing this, he recited silently and said: "Shaolin is a place outside the world..."
But the old monk wearing cassocks raised his hand. The monks from Luohan Hall heard the order and came at Gu Qing with sticks in their hands, from the front or back, left or right.
Gu Qingren was in the formation, and struck the stick in front with his split hand. The stick shook, and the monk behind him vomited blood and rolled softly to the ground.
At this moment, Gu Qing made a strange move, fast and accurate. He used palm splitting and finger stabbing, all of which were the basic skills of Quanzhen Sect. After hitting the stick, the monks behind him raised their heads and vomited blood, and then leaned over. There is no second move against a monk.
These Shaolin monks were trained in the Arhat Hall and were best at combined attacks. Seeing Gu Qing's fierce attack, he immediately changed his tactics. The sticks connected and the iron barrel was shattered in an instant.
"What kind of martial arts are these?"
The old monk who gave the order shouted to the head of the Prajna Hall.
Shaolin Temple disciples travel around the world and after returning to the mountain gate, they will report the various martial arts encounters in the Prajna Hall. As long as there are merits, the Prajna Hall will record the martial arts and then think about ways to crack it. Now the old monk sees Gu Qing took out his palm and was surprised, then he asked himself, hoping to get Prajna Hall to give him a solution.
"The martial arts of Quanzhen Religion came from Wang Chongyang."
The leader of the Prajna Hall said: "When he was discussing swordsmanship in Huashan, he was called Zhongshenpeng. The word "shenpeng" should be the method of exerting force in Taoist Kung Fu. We can only look at the moves to solve such mysterious and mysterious things. policy.”
The old monk frowned and looked at the formation, watching the Shaolin monks connecting sticks and approaching Gu Qing, trying to trap Gu Qing in the wall with iron barrels.
Gu Qing was among them, calm and composed. When he kicked his foot, the stick that the Shaolin monk left behind suddenly moved forward, poking the monk's legs and feet. This monk was hit, and the monk next to him carried him forward. The iron barrel formation was not damaged, and Gu Qing's footsteps continued, and the dozen or so sticks left here bounced towards the surrounding monks.
This stick contains elasticity, and after one blow, it will rebound in the direction of Gu Qing, and Gu Qing is among them, hitting the stick with his palms or feet, and more than a dozen sticks are flying in the air, sometimes to the left and now to the right. Such situations, Just like the Sun Wukong in folklore splitting the stick.
The Shaolin monk was fine with taking the attack forcefully, but now more than ten sticks came at once, and the sticks were incessant. Even if he practiced horizontal kung fu, he couldn't bear it. He let go of the sticks one by one and ran backwards shouting.
The new wave of monks were about to move forward, but they saw Gu Qing holding a stick and looking into the sky. The sticks in mid-air were shooting in all directions. They were hit by the sticks head-on and fell to the ground one by one. After several rounds, most of the 108-man Arhat Formation had been damaged. The remaining monks really did not dare to move forward. At this time, Gu Qing abandoned the stick in his hand and suddenly rushed towards the Mongols. These Mongolians were watching a play. Seeing that Gu Qing had unpredictable magical powers, they felt timid and saw Gu Qing approaching.
"Pah, pah, pah!!!!"
Gu Qing made a series of palm movements and easily turned around among the Mongolians, then turned over and flew towards the Mongolian prince under the eaves of the palace.
The Mongolian king was about to call for help when he saw his subordinates spitting blood and falling to the ground one by one. Their bodies were unresponsive and they were obviously dead.
Gu Qing, the devil, has reservations about the monks in Shaolin Temple, but he will not show any mercy when beating up the Tatars.
"Abbott, please save me!"
The Mongolian prince hid behind Abbot Tianming.
Abbot Tianming looked at Gu Qing coming, clasped his hands together as if praying, and when he got close, he suddenly reached out and struck!
Gu Qing flew forward, came closer, and faced Abbot Tianming's palm with his palm. This was the first time that Gu Qing had palm-to-paw contact with someone after becoming successful in martial arts. When the two palms struck each other, Abbot Tianming felt as if he was hit by cotton wool. Above, it's as if it's powerless.
Gu Qing and him were just like clapping their hands normally, and their posture was not reduced at all. While his right hand was palm-to-hand with Abbot Tianming, his left hand formed a fist and hit the Mongolian prince on the head!
"Bang!"
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Holding hands with Abbot Tianming, Gu Qing used his gentle strength to kill the Mongolian prince. Gu Qing used his strong strength. This time, the back of the Mongolian prince's head felt like a gourd was opened. All the red and white stuff was sprinkled behind him. In the main hall!
Abbot Tianming retracted his fist and thought about Gu Qing's move just now. It was clearly the use of two sets of martial arts at the same time, one hard and one soft, one taking the palm and the other bombarding. This kind of move is beyond the common sense of martial arts known in Shaolin. But it's really efficient.
"I just said, I have a disease where I can't control my hands when I see Tatars."
Gu Qing withdrew his fist, looked at Abbot Tianming, and said, "That's why I came to Shaolin to read Buddhist scriptures and resolve my own mental obstacles."
Abbot Tianming suddenly came back to his senses and said: "Shaolin Temple's Dharma door is convenient, and it is natural for the donor to come and read the Buddhist scriptures." After saying that, Abbot Tianming asked Gu Qing and invited Gu Qing to the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
"Abbot!"
The old monk shouted: "He killed so many people in Shaolin Temple."
"Everyone will die eventually. It makes no difference whether he dies here or there."
After Abbot Tianming and Gu Qing met each other, they suddenly seemed to have a profound enlightenment and were very reasonable.
"But..."
The old monk still had something to say.
"Although salt is delicious, eating too much will bring harm."
Abbot Tianming said indifferently.
What Lao He has not yet finished is about the Mongolian master, and the salt mentioned by Abbot Tianming is a Buddhist fable. It says that a man's food was tasteless, so he added salt to it and it tasted. So I started adding more salt, which damaged my mouth.
Abbot Tianming said this, that is, the position of the Mongolian national master is like salt, it looks good, but if you eat too much, you will suffer.
More importantly... under their eyes, the Mongolian princes were killed, and they were all beaten to such a degree by Gu Qing. How could they still be a national master?
(End of chapter)