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Chapter 1 Reborn as a Practitioner of the Tang Dynasty, he opened an invincible card
The seventh year of Zhenguan, the Tang Dynasty.
Outside Chang'an City, in a dilapidated temple, a brand new plaque was wiped clean.
Tenryuji Temple.
The statue of Sanqing is in the Sanqing Hall in the center.
Su Chen sat cross-legged, placed his hands on his Dantian, and exhaled a breath of turbid air, "We still haven't gathered our spiritual sense to attack the fourth level of martial arts. We failed. If we keep making trouble like this, we won't even be able to defend the Hualong Temple."
More than three years ago, he came to Gaowu Datang. The layout here is similar to that of Datang. The only difference is that in some places, such as warriors.
There are nine levels of martial arts, and the legendary masters can use their own strength to defeat one against a thousand, one against a hundred, or one against a hundred.
There are countless martial arts experts from both Buddhist and Taoist sects.
Generally speaking, people with high cultivation level will have higher cultivation level.
That's why the Tang Dynasty had special laws.
The dojos and temples near Chang'an City must have a strong man who is above the fourth level of martial arts. If not, he will be recalled by the court and redeployed.
Nowadays, Buddhism is gradually rising, strong men are emerging in large numbers, and many temples around Chang'an City have been occupied by Buddhism.
If Hualong Temple is taken over, it is very likely that it will fall into the hands of monks.
At that time, Sanqing Hall will be transformed into a majestic palace, and the statues of Sanqing will be transformed into Tathagata.
"Fortunately I have three years left, otherwise I might have to sleep on the street." Su Chen sighed and got up to prepare to cook.
At this time, the sun was in the sky. He had been practicing all morning, and he was already hungry.
A few days ago, his master died and the funeral was over. He had to guard the tomb for three years. During these three years, he had to buy things in the temple every day.
The Tang Dynasty has always valued filial piety, so they will never take back the Taoist temple within three years.
But if within three years, there is no strong man of the fourth level of martial arts, then the temple will have to be demolished.
Su Chen held the bowl and was about to grab a handful of rice, but when he saw the remaining rice, he fell silent again, "In a few days, my food will be gone. During the time when my master was alive, it was all
Used for divination and divination, what about now?”
He also learned from his teacher how to interpret the signature, which is a vague way to describe the job seeker's destiny and past experience in a vague language, so that people can outline themselves in their minds.
s answer.
This time, he was eating.
He knows how to do it, but he lacks training and may ruin his reputation if he is not careful.
at this time.
"Little monk."
A man with dark skin and a bag of rice on his shoulder said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, I have something unclear, so I came to see you. Our family is poor, so we can distribute rice as usual."
After saying that, he threw the rice in his hand to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Su Chen couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
There are at least more than ten kilograms, enough for him to eat for more than half a month.
He originally planned to find an excuse to excuse himself.
My eloquence is not yet proficient at this level. If I rush to speak, I will probably ruin my work.
However, he had no other choice because his family had no extra food.
In addition, this sturdy man often came to the temple to ask for fortunes, and his ancestors were clearly explained by him. Su Chen knew everything about him, and he heard his master solve a fortune for him many times.
A wooden stick is very suitable.
Opportunities are rare, opportunities are rare.
As he spoke, he placed the lunch box in his hand on the table, then opened the lunch box, took out a bamboo stick from inside, and asked: "Uncle Qiao, what are your orders?"
"My Ahu is going to be a soldier. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has been very diligent. He said he would attack the Turks and bring glory to the family." Uncle Qiao chuckled, shook the lot in his hand, and said with emotion: "
However, on the battlefield, no one can see anyone else, and as a father, I don’t feel at ease."
boom!
A bamboo fell from his hand.
Worst draw ever.
Uncle Qiao's face turned green.
boom!
The wooden stick fell to the ground and scattered everywhere.
"What the hell is this?" Uncle Qiao, who had always believed in lottery draws, went crazy when he saw the bamboo stick.
"Uncle Qiao, please be patient. There is nothing we can do about the lottery this time." Su Chen comforted him repeatedly, while picking up the worst bamboo slip from the ground, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to explain it.
However, when he picked up the first inferior product, he found that a fog appeared in front of him, and scenes flashed through the fog.
In the yard, a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old is practicing a set of boxing skills in the yard. This man is Qiao Hu. His fists are very fierce and he seems to be very good at fighting.
His movements were strange and his limbs were unnatural.
what happened?!
Cheating?
"What does it mean?"
Su Chen was shocked, and a golden light flashed in his heart.
It was a golden notice.
Those are rows of small characters.
【the last one】
[The source of the disaster: the limbs cannot function normally and die on the battlefield.]
[Draw lots, reward: thirty years of martial arts]
[Overcoming the Tribulation: "The Indestructible Magic Skill of Vajra", obtaining a skill]
Every time you unlock it, you will get an improvement!
After solving the crisis, can you still get a martial arts?!
Su Chen was overjoyed. After three years, he finally arrived!
He thought to himself: "There is something wrong with Qiao Hu's martial arts. In battle, this can easily become his weakness. This is his weakness. Only by eliminating this disharmony can this disaster be resolved.
."
Su Chen's heart moved. Just like his master, he deduced a little and laughed: "That's it."
"Don't worry, Uncle Qiao, this one can be untied."
Uncle Qiao seemed to have seen the last straw and grabbed Su Chen: "What is this?"
"Qiao Hu must be practicing a kind of martial arts. This kind of martial arts will make his limbs inflexible, and he will definitely be injured when the time comes. Then in the battle, he will have no power to fight back. This is the reason for my bad luck.
"
Uncle Qiao opened his eyes and said, "No way, I learned "Arhat Changquan" from the Golden Rooster Temple. It is unparalleled in strength. The more you practice, the stronger you become. I am no match for him."
He was anxious: "Where is the reason for martial arts?"
Su Chen said: "Uncle Qiao, please be patient. Although this Arhat Palm is powerful, I'm afraid it's not suitable for Qiao Hu. Ask him to stop practicing, and I will make another list to ensure that his injuries are
Once you recover, you will be able to kill without any hindrance."
Uncle Qiao's eyes lit up. This old Taoist priest was not only good at playing cards, but also had other skills.
There must be something on Su Chen's body.
"Little monk, you have to save his life."
Su Chen nodded, turned around and went to his residence, handing him a prescription. This was a prescription left to him by an old Taoist priest.
It was enough for Qiao Hu's injuries to heal, and then he stopped practicing Luohan Changquan, and the stick was untied.
Uncle Qiao took the prescription, apologized, and then left.
After saying that, he left.
A golden light emanated from Su Chen's sea of consciousness and filled every part of his body.
call out!
Thirty years of martial arts are finally here!
"I already have my aura, and my cultivation level has been raised from level four or five to level six!"
Su Chen was so happy that he burst into laughter.
"With this plug-in, my strength and gains will increase."
Su Chen laughed heartily, took a bite of the rice made by Uncle Qiao and happily took it.
He began to fantasize about his future.
"Now, what I have to do is to recruit more people. If I can get tribute from my draw, not only will I be able to walk around without food, but I will also get some benefits. If I am unlucky, I will get some benefits.
"
"The first purpose is to make the name of 'Hualong Guanjie Pai' more famous. I received the guidance from my master, so naturally I have to convince others. As long as Qiao Hu can be safe and sound, everything will be easy."
"I heard that if this Taoist priest has two shortcomings, the Taoist temple will be taken back. Especially that temple with very few people, and I heard from the master that there is a monk who wants to take advantage of us. No matter what, I must work hard to improve myself.
the power of."
He clenched his fists. Thirty years of training had made him full of yearning for his own strength.
"After more than thirty years of cultivation, I have yet to obtain the "Indestructible Vajra Kung Fu", and I don't know how powerful this technique is."
Qiaojia Village is on this mountain.
Uncle Qiao came back again, muttering to himself, "Fortunately I ran away early enough, otherwise this pharmacy would have been closed."
When he saw Qiao Hu practicing in the courtyard, he walked over and carefully observed Qiao Hu's every move that Su Chen said.
"Hey! So it's like this. I didn't notice it before." Uncle Qiao looked serious, with a bit of worry.
Qiao Hu practiced again and was in a good mood. When he saw Uncle Qiao coming, he immediately came over.
"Father, you are finally back."
boom!
As soon as Qiao Hu approached, he stumbled and almost fell.
Fortunately, Uncle Qiao reacted quickly and helped him up.
"Father, I, what's wrong with me? Didn't I just practice this once? Why are my limbs so inflexible?"
Uncle Qiao sighed and said, "There is something wrong with your boxing skills. Stop practicing."
Qiao Hu looked panicked, "My limbs seem to be injured. What should I do?"
"I'm going to be a soldier. If I fight like this, I will definitely die." Qiao Hu felt more and more frightened when he thought of this.