If Ziqin wants to say how smart he is, then that would really be a compliment to him. Strategies and planning are all things that are of no use to Ziqin. However, after decades of living as a sidekick and as a small citizen, Ziqin's analysis of the word profit has nothing to do with it.
Under a modern man.
Before entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Ziqin had already thought about the type of secret book he was looking for.
The Shaolin Scripture Pavilion has been treasured for hundreds of years. There are so many unique secret books, including fingering techniques, boxing techniques, palm techniques, stick techniques, knife techniques, and sword techniques. If you look for them one by one, you will wait until Shaolin is destroyed. Zhao Min's
No matter how many people were killed, it was impossible for Ziqin to find someone he was satisfied with.
Therefore, Ziqin had already analyzed the secret book he was looking for before arriving at the Sutra Pavilion in the future.
Kunlun is a sword sect, most famous for its swordsmanship and Qinggong. Therefore, apart from the legendary Bodhidharma swordsmanship and the Yiwei River Crossing, Wai Ziqin will never take swordsmanship and Qinggong. However, the Sutra Pavilion is so big.
In this place, it is extremely difficult to find two secret books accurately.
Therefore, the place where swordsmanship and lightness skills were located was first excluded by Ziqin.
Secondly, Kunlun mastered swordsmanship, and Ziqin proposed the name of the best swordsmanship in the world. Then, the martial arts are naturally based on swords. Not to mention that even if Ziqin regains some fingering skills, boxing skills, etc., Ziqin is not good at these martial arts.
It's impossible to change his attainments to the point where people can't see his original appearance. Wouldn't it be telling others that he had stolen martial arts in Shaolin? That would really bring Kunlun's face down.
Once these factors are eliminated, the only thing that Shaolin has to offer is internal strength.
Don’t think that Shaolin Internal Kung Fu only has the Yi Jin Jing. In fact, there are so many Shaolin Internal Kung Fu, and there are countless types of them.
But internal strength happens to be the area where Kunlun is most in short supply.
Of course, Ziqin possesses a lot of internal skills, such as Beiming, Jiuyin, Wuxiang, and Yijin Jing, which are all unparalleled internal skills and mental methods in the world. However, it is precisely because they are unparalleled in the world that Ziqin dare not teach them to Kunlun.
Many disciples.
There has never been a shortage of crimes in the past, but these Kunlun disciples were not Ziqin. They possessed the cheating device of the system. Just think about it, none of the internal skills possessed by Ziqin did not require decades of time to refine.
, is Bei Ming, which seems simple and can absorb people's internal energy as long as it is practiced.
However, if you look at the original work, you can see that Beiming and Lingbo need a very profound understanding of Taoist classics, and Lingbo needs to be proficient in Yili. Why did the Xiaoyao sect only accept those who were masters of chess, calligraphy, and painting?
It's not because of anything else, but because if you don't have the talent, you don't have to learn the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts at all, because it's useless to learn it, and it's impossible to master it.
Therefore, some of Ziqin's internal skills can be passed down in a concise manner, but they cannot be passed on in full, otherwise these martial arts may be the main culprit for the Kunlun sect's destruction.
Kunlun is not Shaolin, and it is impossible to keep magical secrets such as the Yi Jin Jing. This can be seen from the fact that Wudang did not even keep the Tai Chi Sutra after Zhang Laodao and the Wudang Seven Heroes.
After all, Wudang has been prosperous for more than a hundred years, and Zhang Sanfeng has left behind a complete set of martial arts inheritance. Even if he loses the Tai Chi Sutra, he can still guarantee his existence, but Kunlun cannot. Kunlun's foundation is too weak, and if something goes wrong, it may be
Eternal disaster.
Since his own internal strength cannot be penetrated, Ziqin had no choice but to go to Shaolin. After all, Kunlun is going to rise. Just relying on swordsmanship and lightness skills is definitely not enough. After all, not everyone in Kunlun has the talent of Ding Qing and Jiang Wang, so
Kunlun also needs a complete internal strength system.
He quickly jumped to the row of bookshelves that housed the internal martial arts, and looked at the names carefully. Apart from the Yi Jin Jing and the Marrow Cleansing Jing, Ziqin was also a novice on Shaolin Internal Kung Fu, but he didn't know who was good and who was bad.
So I had no choice but to pick up two or three books with nice names or extremely mysterious names like ordinary people.
Of course, I pick up the thinnest ones so that I can collect a few more copies.
And just after Ziqin put away a few secret books, suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded downstairs. Ziqin was slightly startled, but he didn't know whether it was Zhao Min's person or a monk from Shaolin Temple.
The footsteps sounded at first on the second floor, and then a few of them ran up to the third floor. Ziqin raised his eyebrows and suddenly tapped the ground with his feet.
His figure seemed to have escaped the gravity of the earth and bounced straight upwards. His whole body immediately stuck to the roof, hanging upside down under the roof like a giant bat and looking down.
In the blink of an eye, about three or four monks ran up to the third floor.
"Quickly, on the middle shelf of each shelf, take away the fifth to eighteenth books from the left hand. Quick, quick."
The first monk shouted anxiously. The monk who shouted did not wait for his words to finish, and he quickly started to pick up books from the nearest bookshelf next to him.
Under the roof, Ziqin blinked stupidly. This Shaolin monk also learned the trick of making the virtual and the real and the virtual the real. There are actually many confusing things on the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is said to display hundreds of years of Shaolin martial arts.
fake secrets.
Ziqin smiled bitterly and pressed his chest, but none of the four books there was taken from the place mentioned by the monk.
Hanging under the roof, Ziqin looked at the three or four monks attentively. He saw that these monks quickly emptied the fifth to eighteenth books on the middle floor of the rows of bookshelves closest to the stairs, and then they all moved towards them.
Go downstairs.
None of these monks stayed here to watch.
Ziqin's eyes widened suddenly, and then he suddenly realized, that's right. Zhao Min was about to capture Shaolin at this time, but those great monks had no time to stay and watch. Of course, they moved all the real original copies as quickly as possible.
Walk.
This discovery really made Ziqin ecstatic. He quickly jumped down from the roof, stuffed the three secret books in his arms into the bookshelves, and then immediately started picking out the secret books as the monk said before.
This time, there was no need for even the slightest hesitation. As long as the secret books within the range mentioned by the monk, Ziqin stuffed them into his arms without even looking at them.
Ziqin was really excited about the seventy-two stunts and the ancient and modern martial arts. He had been to this Sutra Pavilion more than once, but this was the first time he faced the super BOSS of the sweeping monk. He could only give him whatever he wanted.
Just take whatever.
But the second time he encountered someone, he just shoved a copy of Yi Jin Jing into his face. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was too embarrassed to ask what they wanted.
This third time, he was allowed to take it as he pleased.
Ziqin was not polite, he stuffed more than a dozen secret books in one breath, then quickly jumped to the window, and then like a flying swallow, he climbed through the window onto the roof, and disappeared into the Sutra Pavilion in the blink of an eye.
After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Ziqin carefully avoided everyone's eyes and came outside Shaolin. Then he found a very obvious but unobtrusive place to hide all the secret books in his arms.
These more than ten secret books came from two bookshelves. Ziqin did not know what else besides internal strength, but he was sure that these secret books were extremely precious. Although Ziqin wanted to make friends with Shaolin, he had no intention of passing these secret books on
Hand it over.
To be honest, martial arts secrets in this era are still quite precious, and every sect cherishes them very much. Didn’t you see that Master Sanfeng got half of Shaolin Jiuyang, and Guo Xiang also got half of it, but the two of them turned around and turned their backs on each other.
Their copyright of Jiuyang was changed to Wudang Jiuyang and Emei Jiuyang. They never acknowledged that it belonged to Shaolin, and they never thought about returning it to Shaolin.
After hiding the secret book, Ziqin didn't wait long and quickly headed towards the Shaolin Temple. At this time, Shaolin was really in a desperate situation. The front yard, the Main Hall, and the Luohan Hall had all been captured by Zhao Min's people.
The only remaining Shaolin disciples, led by Fang Zhengkongwen, guarded the Sutra Pavilion with all their might, but they no longer expected victory, but simply wanted to create opportunities for the monks to remove the important scriptures from the Sutra Pavilion.
When Ziqin met with Ding Qing, King Jiang and others, and then rushed into Shaolin together, Zhao Min's people above the Shaolin hall were already carving the extremely domineering sentence "First kill Shaolin, then Wudang, only
I teach clearly and unify the martial arts world'.
When Ziqin and others arrived, half of the characters had been carved.
A mute man was babbling at the moment, directing a large number of masters to carve those words.
Ziqin looked at the mute Toutuo carefully and saw that this man was extremely ugly. However, if he looked carefully, he could see that there was a really unruly air about this man's figure.
Without further research, Ziqin had already concluded that this person must be Fan Yao, the right envoy of Xiaoyao.
However, Ziqin remembered that in the original work, it was Zhao Min who personally led the team to destroy Shaolin. At this time, why was Fan Yao the only one here, and he did not see Zhao Min all the way from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? Could this be Zhao Min?
He didn't come to Shaolin.
Although Zhao Min has a heroic appearance, there is only one thing that cannot distinguish between good and bad, that is, he does everything by himself. Zi Qin still remembers that in the original work, this is how Zhao Min was taken away by Zhang Wuji to treat the heroes of the Ming Cult.
antidote.
As for the attack on Shaolin, it was thought that it would not be an attack on Mingjiao, but how could Zhao Min not do it himself? This puzzled Ziqin.
At this moment, Ziqin didn't know that this was due to his relationship. Since he was caught by him last time, Zhao Min had already made up his mind. If there were not a few top experts to protect him, he would never do it.
Go out in person.
So this time, Zhao Min put Kutoutuo in charge of the attack on Shaolin, and she took Xuan Ming and a large number of other masters towards Wudang. She tried to use conspiracy to knock down Zhang Sanfeng first, otherwise she would wait for Kutoutuo to arrive.
Let's attack Wudang together.
"You guys, you dare to invade Shaolin. I have cleaned up the men and horses you left on the mountain road. Now you are all turtles in the urn, and you still won't surrender."
Ziqin suddenly rushed into the hall and roared at the top of his lungs.
Ziqin had used up all his inner strength with this roar, and his voice covered half of the Shaolin Temple. Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Kong Wen saw that most of the monks around him had been killed, and he himself was about to run out of fuel. He was already in despair.
, but didn’t want to hear this sound suddenly.
Kong Wen and Seeing Nature, the four great monks did not gain fame in vain. Kong Wen suddenly heard Ziqin's shout, and a surge of hope suddenly emerged in his heart. He didn't know where another force suddenly came from, and it was unexpectedly forceful.
He forced out several masters who had already stepped into the Sutra Pavilion.
At this time, Ding Qing, Jiang Wang and other Kunlun disciples also rushed into the hall with shouts, shouting as they rushed.
In the main hall, Fan Yao stared at Ziqin who suddenly appeared with wide eyes, and suddenly slapped Ziqin with his palm.
This Xiaoyao Youshi's martial arts are extremely complicated, but also very high. This palm looks like the most powerful foreign martial arts at first sight. However, before the palm is used, a powerful and inexplicable internal force suddenly arises.
It covered Ziqin like a sea tide.
Ziqin smiled slightly, but spoke calmly to King Jiang, Ding Qing and other Kunlun disciples.
"Let's take a look at my sword technique to break this palm. You need to know that all martial arts in the world can be broken. It doesn't matter whether someone is using a palm, a stick, a knife or a gun. You only need to see the flaw to break it. Of course,
If you are facing those super masters who can use their inner strength to form a protective Qi Gang, you will have to learn how to break Qi."
Ziqin leisurely lectured King Jiang and Ding Qing, but the long sword suddenly jumped out from his waist.
There was just a sharp whistle, like a sharp knife breaking through bamboo. The force of Fan Yao's palm was actually split into two parts by Zi Qin's sword. Then, Zi Qin's sword was like a sharp knife breaking through bamboo.
All the way down towards Fan Yao's neck.
There is really nothing magical about this sword. It just concentrates the force on one point, and then instantly explodes with the most powerful stabbing force.
Ding Qing could do it if he performed well, but he would never be able to do it so smoothly. For a while, many Kunlun disciples were mesmerized.
On the contrary, Fan Yao quickly backed away as if he had seen a ghost.
He is also a master of swordsmanship, but he can see how powerful the basic swordsmanship skills are required for this sword without magic. And if a person can practice the basic swordsmanship skills to this level, how high should his swordsmanship be?
degree.
As soon as the figure retreated, Fan Yao suddenly turned around and shot out of the back door of the hall, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Ding Qing stays and kills these people. King Jiang comes with me."
Fan Yao fled, but Ziqin did not chase him. He just gave the order casually, and then ran towards the back door of the hall without stopping at all. King Jiang and the other Kunlun disciples immediately followed Ziqin into the back of the hall.
After leaving the main hall, the corpses of Shaolin disciples were everywhere along the way. Ziqin led King Jiang and others as they quickly headed towards the Sutra Pavilion, only to find that all of these Shaolin disciples had wounds on their chests.
From the main hall to the Sutra Pavilion, there were at least hundreds of corpses of Shaolin disciples, but not one of them was lying facing the back. Every one of them was facing the sky, or lying in front of them.
For a moment, even Ziqin didn't like Shaolin, but he had to admire the courage of these Shaolin disciples.
Each corpse told Ziqin that none of these Shaolin disciples deserted before they died.
Hundreds of years of accumulation and hundreds of years of prestige have created the super sect that Shaolin is.
Suddenly, Ziqin felt that there was still a long way to go before Kunlun could rise. Although Kunlun had existed for a long time, it had not accumulated any foundation.
If he wants to rise to Kunlun, he still needs to start from scratch.
The Qing Kung of the Kunlun School is unparalleled, but in a moment, Ziqin has led King Jiang and others outside the Sutra Collection Pavilion. At this time, Kong Wen's sigh of relief because of Ziqin's arrival has already disappeared.
It consumes almost the same amount.
However, those Zhao Min's men had already forced Kongwen to the point of being unable to fight back. Seeing that Kongwen was about to be killed, Ziqin suddenly accelerated, and his figure disappeared from the place as if it had turned into a shadow in an instant, and then appeared in Kongwen's place.
in front of me.
"He Jizu, the head of Kunlun, is here. He is just waiting for the supreme head, He Tai, to rush to Abbot Kongwen to say hello."
After blocking the masters who were attacking Kongwen, Ziqin still spoke in an extremely calm voice.
This performance alone made Kongwen couldn't help but have a hint of horror in his eyes. He knew how strong the masters who fought against Ziqin were. Even in his heyday, he would have to concentrate all his energy to fight against these people.
attention, let alone anyone to talk to.
What surprised Kongwen even more was that Ziqin was already the head of Kunlun at such an age.
However, this was not the time to think too much, Kongwen put his palms together and whispered a Buddha's name.
"I would like to thank Master He for his help, but there is no need to be more polite at this time. After Master He has defeated the powerful enemy, I will definitely offer him a cup of tea and comment with Master He."
After saying this, Kong Wen immediately took a few steps back and did not sit down cross-legged. Instead, he stared at the fighting Ziqin with wide eyes, planning to risk his life to rescue Ziqin if he was unable to support him at all.
However, what happened next made Kong Wen stunned. The long sword in Ziqin's hand was wielded freely among many masters, killing the top masters in a panic.
In less than a moment, a dozen people had already fallen under Ziqin's sword.
And at this moment, a low hoarse roar came from the distance. This roar was extremely strange, but it seemed to be made directly from the throat instead of passing through the mouth.
As soon as this voice came out, the masters who were fighting Ziqin did not stop any longer and retreated quickly one by one.
Seeing the group of masters leaving, the remaining Shaolin disciples immediately cheered loudly. They were already desperate in this battle to defend the temple, but to survive at this moment was truly an accident within an accident.
However, after a burst of cheering, I remembered the low sounds of crying.
In this battle, countless brothers and sisters who had slept together and shared the same pot were gone forever.
Kong Wen also heard the Buddha's name in a low voice, and his eyes were slightly moist. It was not that Shaolin had never experienced hardships before, but it had never been as catastrophic as this time. Except for the disciples who went on an expedition to the Ming Sect, Shaolin could almost be said to have suffered almost all casualties.
"This time I would also like to thank Master He for his timely rescue."
However, Kongwen was the abbot after all. After feeling slightly sad, he immediately mustered up his energy to thank Ziqin again.
"Master, please don't do this. Speaking of which, I have offended Shaolin before."
However, Ziqin hurriedly stopped Kongwen, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and then, in Kongwen's puzzled eyes, told him everything about Guangmingding.
He also said that after seeing Kunlun being destroyed, he immediately remembered that the major sects in the Central Plains were probably suffering from similar things. In addition, Shaolin was the largest sect in the Central Plains, so he immediately led his people to Shaolin.
When he said this, Ziqin looked at Kongwen's expression and eyes carefully, especially when he talked about overcoming emptiness. However, there was no anger in Kongwen's eyes, just a slight bitterness.
Ziqin's heart suddenly relaxed. He knew that the relationship with Shaolin has probably been restored and is far better than before. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
