Gu Qingyi's pupils shrank violently, and the hair on his hair almost exploded, like a frightened civet cat that had been greatly frightened.
"you?!"
Not to mention her, even the calm-minded Lu Qingting and even Chu Tianyi, who was hiding at the end of the crowd, couldn't help but be shocked.
I could feel the biting cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain.
At this moment, what appeared in the eyes of the current generation and future generations were two completely different scenes.
Yinyue raised one palm up in front of his chest and looked at the old Taoist with a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.
But in the eyes of Chu Tianyi and others.
Standing in front of the Xuankong Temple in the cold wind was a strange young man!
A young man wearing a black military robe and a long straight-edged sword hung on his waist. Judging from his age, he seemed to be no more than a weakling.
However, his aura was as deep as the sea, making people subconsciously ignore his youth.
Can……
who is he?!
The senior sisters and brothers looked at each other.
They naturally know that all those who step into the fantasy world of immortals and demons will be integrated into it in a way that ordinary people cannot understand.
But, this is the ancestor!
Don't say that this is the fairyland left behind by the Patriarch. Even if it is not, who is qualified to take over his identity?
"This person……"
Tie Tiefa looked stunned.
At first glance, he thought that the great master of the Taoist sect had returned to his old age, but when he thought about it, he realized that it was impossible for this great master of the Taoist sect to wield a sword even if he returned to his old age.
Moreover, the style of clothing was completely different from that of everyone around him, and he was clearly a descendant of the same generation as himself!
Chu Tianyi's eyelids jumped wildly, and he was absolutely convinced that the person in front of him was 'that person' reflected by his magical power!
only……
Forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Chu Tianyi was shocked and activated Reverse the Future again. Since he obtained this magical power, he has never activated it so frequently.
[When you came to Xuankong Mountain, you originally wanted to see the two great masters of Buddhism and Taoism discussing Taoism, but you didn’t expect to make a shocking discovery...]
[You secretly tested, causing Dou Fo Yinyue to become furious. Under the mighty dragon, you had no sword in your hand and could not deal with it. When you wanted to leave, the mysterious man took action...]
【you are dead!】
"..."
After taking several breaths, Chu Tianyi suppressed the frustration in his heart and tried his best to control his breath.
"Amitabha."
Yinyue climbed to the top in one step and put his hands together:
"Twenty years have passed and Master Zhang's aura has become more and more ethereal. For a moment, I almost thought that the person standing in front of me was another person..."
While Yinyue looked at Yang Yu, the latter was also looking at him.
Viewed from a distance, he could only feel the great monk's breath as heavy as a mountain and as motionless as the earth. Up close, he felt it even more deeply, and vaguely, he felt a heat wave hitting his face.
His blood was pure and majestic to the point that even he looked down upon him.
In terms of physical strength alone, the fat monk in front of him surpassed any great master he had seen so far!
And this has to be moving.
It is a consensus that martial arts is not an immortal way. It has been passed down from ancient times to today. Martial arts has been passed down for three thousand years, but there are actually three very obvious nodes.
Lu Chen practiced martial arts, Bodhidharma attained enlightenment, and the slovenly Taoist practiced martial arts.
And in the later generations he lived in, it had been more than 1,200 years since the sloppy Taoist emerged, although no one could still take a step above the Martial Saint.
However, later generations' expansion of martial arts and realm far exceeded that of today's era.
'This monk is also a person who transcends his time. If he had not been born in the wrong time, he would probably be the best person in the world...'
Yang Yu's heart trembled, but his face remained calm:
"Yeah?"
"Maybe I was wrong."
Yinyue shook his head slightly, surprise flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, in his eyes, the old Taoist in front of him had undergone tremendous changes compared to more than twenty years ago.
Man's lifespan is determined by God. It is rare in ancient times and modern times to live for more than two hundred years. Even if he is as tyrannical as Lu Chen, he cannot go against God's will and nature.
Human blood and energy grow vigorously when young, reach their peak in middle age, and decline in old age. This is the will of nature and providence.
However, at this moment.
Underneath his old appearance, he felt a vigorous, strong, fierce, and full of vitality.
"Is it possible that this old Taoist can rejuvenate his youth?! Is it true that he is going to become an immortal as the rumors say?!"
Yinyue was already extremely wary of this trip. With this discovery, he became even more cautious.
"This great monk is not easy to get rid of."
Thoughts flashed through Yang Yu's mind.
On the way from the back mountain to the front mountain, he thought hard about the classics he had read. However, the ancients wrote histories mostly for people in temples and martial arts. Even if they were as powerful as Zhang Suluo, they would not go into details.
This is actually because Jianghu warriors have no historians with them at all, and the daily notes recorded by their disciples are often not circulated.
Therefore, he only knew that these two people discussed Tao for seven days, Yinyue returned sadly, and passed away soon after, but he had no idea what Tao they discussed.
But now that the matter had come to this, he had no choice but to think patiently.
"Master, please take a seat."
After a few words of greeting, Yang Yu sat down, with a face as heavy as a jujube, and the middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a black robe also spoke at the right time:
"Everyone, take your seats!"
In front of the two great masters, many martial arts people put away their unruly tempers and were as obedient as quails. They sat down one after another in humility and concessions to each other.
The guests from later generations, including Lu Qingting and Gu Qingyi, had different thoughts and many had ugly faces, but they had no choice but to hold their noses and sit down.
"Amitabha."
As soon as he sat down, behind Yinyue, a middle-aged monk spoke first with a loud voice:
"I heard that the real person has been sitting idle for more than twenty years. He wants to sort out the path for the world's warriors and continue the path forward. I wonder if the younger generation will be lucky enough to hear it?"
As soon as these words came out, there was no noise in the square, and the martial arts people from all over the world all looked at the Taoist sitting in front of them, facing each other.
"Um……"
When the monk asked this question, the expressions of all the people from later generations, including Yang Yu, changed.
It's not difficult,
But, it’s too simple!
Anyone who is accomplished in martial arts knows that Lu Chen started martial arts, Bodhidharma traveled eastward, sorted out martial arts, and established the realm of grand master and grand master.
The Sloppy Taoist went one step further and completely established the theory of thirteen blood exchanges and the Four Steps of the Martial Saint.
"Amitabha."
Not hearing any reply, Yinyue spoke:
"If you want others to speak, you must speak first."
He took a deep look at the enemy sitting opposite him and said calmly:
"I, the founder of Zen Buddhism, attained enlightenment in Da Chan, and finally realized that the human body has a small Zhoutian and the heaven and earth have a large Zhoutian. The 360 acupuncture points of the human body are used to deal with the 360 degrees of Zhoutian..."
"Haha~"
Before Yinyue finished speaking, the black-faced Taoist who was serving him with his hand lowered sneered:
"Master, these words are too big! Although Grandmaster Bodhidharma is the founder of Zen Buddhism and a sage of martial arts, we cannot ignore the facts..."
"Among the superior martial arts passed down from the late Qin Dynasty, there is already a saying about acupuncture points..."
"Yes and no."
Yinyue looked dull:
"It is true that Ba Zun, Han Huang and others have spread the theory of acupuncture points in martial arts, but it was not a system until Patriarch Bodhidharma."
"good."
All the people in the world nodded their heads.
Even Lu Qingting and others couldn't help but nod.
Whether it is martial arts or Confucianism, after all, it is about one person planting trees and others enjoying the shade. The greatest advantage of a systematic martial art is that it does not take detours.
Before Grandmaster Bodhidharma, those top figures had already discovered the mysteries of the Great and Small Zhoutian and used them to demonstrate earth-shattering martial arts.
But it was Bodhidharma who really sorted it all out and indirectly triggered the prosperity of martial arts.
Most monks' eloquence is not bad. Although Yinyue is a warrior monk, he can speak in simple and profound terms, and he can pick up all kinds of allusions at his fingertips.
After more than half an hour, he stopped and clasped his hands together:
"Master Zhang, can you give me some advice?"
"Actually, this is not a secret that is not told..."
His eyes swept across the crowd of people of similar age to him, and Yang Yu felt something strange in his heart.
What the sloppy Taoist realized was actually not complicated for future generations of warriors.
However, following Yang Yuyan's concise and concise explanation, all the current warriors present, regardless of their martial arts level or status, were moved by it.
"Exchange blood..."
Looking at the young swordsman chatting in front of him, Lu Qingting's expression was dull, and Gu Qingyi felt even more uncomfortable.
"This person..."
Gu Qingyi bit her teeth lightly.
The two true disciples of Xuankong Mountain had extremely complicated feelings. On the one hand, they felt honored to see these founder-level figures from various sects being amazed by what their ancestors had realized.
On the other hand, the person who told these stories was a person from the same generation as myself, so it was a bit...
"Thirteen blood exchanges, five levels of foundation building, Grandmaster, Grand Grandmaster, Four Steps of Martial Saint..."
Xu Ye was a little uncomfortable. What Yang Yu said was not too clear, and many places were mentioned in one sentence.
However, everyone, including the monks from Dayan Temple headed by Yinyue, were shocked beyond measure.
They were not surprised that Zhen Gang, Furnace, Hundred Classics, and Hundred Apertures were listed as the "Four Steps of the Martial Saint", because this was just sorting out the realm of their predecessors.
But the 'Three Blood Changes' and the 'Martial Saint' really moved them.
Martial arts practice is never easy. It is not only difficult, but also faces great dangers. The biggest danger is blood exchange!
Throughout the ages, countless outstanding people have died at the blood exchange level.
And this sloppy piece completely broke up the blood exchange level and divided it into thirteen levels and integrated it into the five levels. This not only avoided the huge danger of blood exchange.
It even lowers the threshold for warriors invisibly!
"Amitabha……"
After a brief, yet seemingly extremely long silence, the monk who was the first to speak up clasped his hands together and kowtowed with sincerity:
"A real person, a real great master!"
All the people in the world were filled with admiration and awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Even Yinyue couldn't help but fell silent. After a long time, he spoke:
"When I came here today, I came here with anger in my heart. No matter what Head Zhang said, I couldn't get rid of this anger..."
really……
Yang Yu's heart was calm. Firstly, he had expected it. Secondly, he finally remembered some detailed records about the fighting Buddha in front of him.
call!
Looking at the slowly opened palms, Yinyue frowned:
"What are you doing?"
The slender fingers are stretched out, like a skilled boatman stirring the lake water with an oar, creating ripples.
"I heard that the master was born with a body of steel and iron since he was a child. He was born with supernatural powers. After practicing martial arts, he took on the strengths of three schools. He mastered the 'Vajra Indestructible Body', 'Fudo Myoyo Kung Fu', 'Buddha's Throwing Elephant' and 'Dragon Elephant Dharma Seal'
Practice everything to perfection?
Is he known as the ‘Living Skanda, the Great Vajra’?”
Yang Prison asked:
"Yes and no?"
As if expecting something, Yinyue's brows furrowed even deeper:
"So what?"
"Um……"
Yang Yu pondered for a moment, and in the midst of the people's expressions and horrified eyes, he stretched out his palm:
"Master, do you believe it or not, I can suppress 'Sweden' with the power of one hand?"
Go to bed, go to sleep. I didn’t expect it to be stuck like this. It’s so hard to bear. Good night everyone.