Chapter 144 This is what happens if you attack me
Hey.
Why did this bald donkey suddenly change the topic?
Chu Pingsheng's thoughts changed and he suddenly understood: "Bah! Kongwen, as I expected, you are indeed a despicable villain."
After he scolded Kongzhi and Kongxing , after scolding Kong Jian and scolding the deceased ancestors of Shaolin Temple, now it is finally the turn to preside over Kong Wen.
Different from before, the people present were more curious and less surprised.
"Emei Nine-Yang Kung, Wudang Nine-Yang Kung, and Shaolin Nine-Yang Kung are discussed from time to time in the world. I am curious as to which Nine-Yang Kung is the orthodox one. If I am not wrong, you are going to get the Nine-Yang Kung. The purpose of talking about Yang Shen Gong is to use Master Jue Yuan to suppress Zhenren Zhang and force him to give in. Not only can it refute my words, but it will also make the Nine Yang Shen Gong a Shaolin secret skill become a consensus in the world, and by the way, the Emei Sect will be joined by Kong Wen, You, the master of Shaolin, are really scheming.”
You don’t know if you don’t tell me, but you will be shocked if you tell me.
Mo Shenggu, Yin Liting, Bei Jinyi, Ji Xiaofu and others did not expect Zen Master Kongwen to say this, and the same was true for Chu Pingsheng. How could a sixteen-year-old boy understand the mystery of fire so clearly? of?
Kong Wen blinked, his expression clear of anger and guilt: "Is it possible that Chu Shaoxia has objections to this matter?"
Chu Pingsheng's words were sarcastic: "Kong Wen, let me ask you, who wrote the Nine Yang Sutra?" "The incidental things must have been created by Patriarch Bodhidharma, and Master Zhang also knew about this."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded. His master Jue Yuan liked to read scriptures when he was managing the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin Temple. The original Lankavatara Sutra was written in Sanskrit, and the monks did not know it, so they put it away in a high cabinet and only consulted the translated version. Jue Yuan flipped through it and found a passage about cleansing the marrow and refining the body in the Sanskrit text. After studying it in detail, his skills increased day by day. , Jueyuan had never practiced martial arts and had no idea of his own level. He only felt that after enlightenment, he would be immune to all diseases and fearless of cold and heat, so he picked up the easy-to-understand parts and taught them to him.
Chu Pingsheng asked: "Created by Bodhidharma? How did Bodhidharma, a native of Tianzhu, write the mysterious and difficult Chinese characters?"
Kong Wen said: "Zhenzhen Zhang and What Patriarch Guo of the Gui Sect heard was probably the translation by Monk Jueyuan.”
Chu Pingsheng asked Zhang Sanfeng again: "Master Zhang, can you tell me the essence of Wudang Nine Yang Gong?"
"Wudang Nine Yang Gong emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang, the balance of hardness and softness."
Chu Pingsheng asked Master Jingxuan again: "Uncle, are the essences of Emei Nine Yang Gong similar?"
"Yes."
Chu Pingsheng laughed: "Kong Wen, you I have also practiced Nine-Yang Kung Fu, and I am always wondering why the Kung Fu method originated from Bodhidharma does not talk about the harmony of causes and conditions, but the Taoist essence of harmonizing yin and yang, and combining hardness and softness."
"This..."
Kong Wen was speechless, and he didn't expect Chu Pingsheng to talk to him.
"You have nothing to say, right? Then I will give you a long lesson now. This Nine Yang Scripture has nothing to do with your Bodhidharma Patriarch."
Chu Pingsheng sold After a while, he took two more steps to the side: "During the Northern Song Dynasty, Huang Shang, a civil servant, left behind a martial arts secret book called "Nine Yin Manual". At that time, it attracted countless masters to compete for it. Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, Xidu Ouyang Feng, Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, and Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang, five people were discussing swordsmanship in Huashan Mountain, and they agreed that whoever came out on top would keep the scriptures for twenty years. At that time, Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang defeated the other four. He got the "Nine Yin Manual", but he didn't practice it. "
"Soon after that, an expert who was both a Confucianist and a Taoist monk defeated Wang Chongyang in a drinking contest on Songshan Mountain and was able to borrow it. Although I admire the exquisite content of the "Nine Yin Manual", I feel that it emphasizes the feminine and the soft, which goes against the Taoist idea that yin cannot be born and yang cannot grow. Tao, so he combined what he had learned and created a "Nine-Yang Manual" that focused on Taoist ideas. However, the overall feeling was that it was too masculine. It was thrown away in the Sutra Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple and was later acquired by Master Jueyuan. "
"Nine Yin True Scripture and Nine Yang True Scripture. From the names of these two scriptures, you can tell that they focus on Taoist theory. Kong Wen, it's ridiculous that you, as the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, insist on this without even knowing the origin of this technique. It was created by Bodhidharma. It is a unique skill of Buddhism. When people in the world praise it and say that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, do you really think that you are a fool? Is it plagiarized?”
Is it possible to make up a story like this? Of course it is impossible, so the result of these words is that the Shaolin master is ridiculous and generous. The monks of the Shaolin Temple study Taoist exercises, but behind their backs every day they say that Zhang Sanfeng, an old Taoist priest, became famous all over the world by relying on Buddhist exercises.
"Shuzi suffers death."
Kungyata saw that he first insulted Kongzhi, then insulted himself, then insulted the host and the monks who went up the mountain, and now even the Buddhist sage Bodhidharma is not letting him go. , unable to bear it any longer, he jumped up suddenly, held his hands tightly, clasped his fingers together, and used his palm force to attack Chu Pingsheng with a shadow-catching move.
"Seventy-two stunts of Shaolin? Dragon Claw Hand?"
Someone recognized the martial arts used by Kongxing, and secretly said that the old monk was also very anxious, and he was the best killing move when he struck out. Chu Pingsheng moved twice in a row and was already out of the protection range of Zhang Sanfeng and the Emei Sect. This was also a consideration for Kongxing's sudden attack.
Zhang Sanfeng may seem careless, but in fact he has been on guard for a long time. The sleeves of his Taoist robe are bulging like seeds. When he lifts them up, a gentle energy arises. Kong Xing feels a slight pain in his body. The stock resistance is not strong either, nor is it weak, and the forward momentum stagnates.
He was sure that Zhang Sanfeng would not kill him, and he had the idea that today Chu Pingsheng, who was showing off his words, would pay the price. He ignored the threat on the right front, connected his monk boots on the ground, and used a reed to cross the river. Qinggong, speed up and advance boldly.
“Master Kongxing, why bother trying to compete with a younger generation.”
The nearby Jianghu people only felt their eyes blurred, and they didn't know how Zhang Sanfeng got past Bei Jinyi who was blocking the way. He raised his long sleeves, reached out with his right hand, and attached the claws of the attack of emptiness like threading a needle. He pulled it inward, and it actually brought out the dragon's claws. The trajectory of his hand then moved close to him, and he grabbed the belt of the monk's robe and twisted it with strength. Kongxing's body turned half a circle involuntarily, and there was no trace of Chu Pingsheng in front of him.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Just when He Taichong looked shocked and felt like he had seen each other before, a scream sounded in the field. He turned his head and saw that he had been rescued by Zhang Sanfeng. Chu Pingsheng took the opportunity to strike Kong Xing with the same palm technique that he had just used to prevent Zhang Cuishan from committing suicide.
"Looking for death."
Zhang Sanfeng separated him from Chu Pingsheng with gentleness. Unexpectedly, this kid was looking for death without knowing the heights of the world. The situation at this time was different from when Zhang Cuishan committed suicide. Emptiness With joy in his heart, he spat out his claws to meet the oncoming palm.
puff.
A muffled sound.
Chu Pingsheng was unsteady on his feet and took several steps back.
This scene may be said to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. It was so fast that Zhang Sanfeng had no time to take action, let alone Master Jingxuan and others.
Bei Jinyi and Huang Xing, who were closest, rushed to his side to check the injury, but saw that Chu Pingsheng just shook his sleeves, flexed his five fingers, and looked at his opponent with a smile.
On the other side, Kongxing, who looked stunned, suddenly showed pain. He withdrew his paws and bent his arms to look carefully. He saw three plum blossom darts nailed on his palm. They were poisonous plum blossom darts. The area around the wound had turned black.
“You plotted against me!”
Chu Pingsheng sneered and said, “Bald donkey, don’t spit out your blood here.”
Yuan Xin and others looked at Uncle Master Suffering a loss, they suddenly swarmed: "Bring the antidote!"
"Bring your second uncle."
Chu Pingsheng would not be merciful just because they were monks: "Take a good look at what kind of hidden weapon he has in his possession."
After his reminder, everyone realized that the Emei Sect's unique hidden weapon is the thunderbolt. The bullets, and the ones in Kongxing are plum blossom darts, which are exclusive to Shaolin.
"Kongxing, if you can't beat Master Zhang, you don't have to hurt yourself."
Everyone knows that he is lying, but there is nothing they can do against him.
At this time Yuanyin patted his chest, touched his waist, and suddenly realized: "On the mountain road just now... you little thief."
Yuan Ye, Yuan Xin and others also reacted and remembered Chu Pingsheng's fall on the mountain road.
While several people were talking, the look of pain on Kongxing’s face became more and more intense, he was sweating like rain, and the blackness on his palms spread along his meridians.
(End of this chapter)