Chapter 48
Outrageously shot, people and immortals travel!
Chapter 48 Outrageously shot, people and immortals travel!
The Shaolin Temple opened its gate today, and countless believers and cultivators walked into this temple with a long heritage, facing the rising sun and accompanied by the dull sound of bells.
Lu Xing changed his body shape, and entered the Shaolin Temple with a straight face, a tall and straight figure, and a middle-aged man with slightly white temples, mixed with the crowd.
After two years of painstaking training and checking in everywhere, Lu Xing has now roughly figured out some rules for system checking in.
For places with mountains and rivers such as Mount Tai and Mount Song, the best place to sign in is to sign in at the places where the veins form acupoints, water eyes, and sources.
And among the powers or buildings with a long history such as Shaolin Temple and Zhongyue Temple, the best place to sign in is in the main hall or the place where the luck of the sect is concentrated such as the Buddhist scripture pavilion.
"You don't need to think about the Sutra Pavilion, but you should be able to go to the Daxiong Palace."
Although Lu Xing's current strength has become stronger, he still doesn't want to have a direct conflict with Shaolin Temple, a force that is connected to the small world of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, if it is not necessary.
After all, he just wanted to sign in, and then slowly grow up...
In the past two years, because he was not strong enough, and he was worried that the abnormality caused by the sign-in would expose his anomaly, so Lu Xing had always checked-in in those mountains and rivers.
Now, the Shaolin Temple has opened its gates and invited Buddhist sects all over the world to congratulate the new head of the Bodhidharma Academy. With so many people mixed in and the hidden dragon jade pendant, even if there is a vision, it will not be discovered that it was caused by Lu Xing .
The Qianlong Jade Pendant is a stele suspected to be left by Lu Dongbin, the founder of Chunyang, which Lu Xing accidentally found in Taishi Mountain and Shaoshi Mountain a few days ago. Although the handwriting on it can no longer be read clearly, Lu Xing signed in at the inscription. Two eight-star rewards and one seven-star reward.
One of the two eight-star items is the Qianlong Jade Pendant, which completely conceals all its visions, and no one can see through its essence under the five steps of immortals and gods.
As for why Lu Zu's inscription appeared on Mount Song...Lu Xing didn't know either.
He also guessed based on the rewards from the check-in, so how could he know whether the stele was left by Patriarch Chunyang or not.
The succession ceremony held by Shaolin Temple for Master Zhenmo was naturally held in the Daxiong Hall, but not all cultivators are qualified to watch.
Only those forces that can be named, as well as casual cultivators who have reached the human fairyland, are eligible to come outside the Daxiong Palace and watch it up close.
Lu Xing came late, Master Zhen Mo had already officially put on the red-backed golden silk cassock of the first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy before he arrived in the Daxiong Hall.
"Amitabha!"
Master Zhen Mo is a middle-aged monk who looks very capable. There are nine incense scars on Guang Chengcheng's forehead, and he looks like a very dignified monk.
only……
Lu Xing's pupils shrank, and a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spit out two words lightly.
"interesting……"
In Lu Xingna's perception after the ultimate development of "Sansheng Bianhua", Zhen Mo, who has been made No. 1 in the real generation by Shaolin Temple, has extremely secret demonic and demonic energy in him!
Buddha Cultivator has demonic and demonic energy on his body, this immediately made Lu Xing think of one person - Demonic Buddha!
It's just that he is too far away from Zhen Mo now, and he is not sure whether his induction is wrong, or the source of the devilish energy is just some items on Zhen Mo's body.
Therefore, Lu Xing decided to observe temporarily...
"Amitabha, if all the benefactors are willing to listen to the teaching of Zhen Mo, you can go with the little monk."
A young monk came to Lu Xing's side with his palms folded, said the Buddha's name, and bowed his head respectfully.
Today is not only the day when Zhen Mo took over as the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, but also the day when Buddhist sects in Kyushu compare each other's young disciples.
It's just that the venue for the event this time is in Shaolin Temple, so Shaolin Temple held the two events together.
The opening of the altar to teach the Dharma is to reveal the true and great Buddhist practice to other Buddhists. The young disciples of the major Buddhists compete in the three tests of the Buddha's heart.
Lu Xing followed the little monk to a martial arts training ground. At the moment, only Zhen Mo, who was wearing the first cassock, was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the training ground.
There are hundreds of futons on the ground around him, and the nearest futon is ten meters away from him.
Lu Xing's eyes flickered, and he went straight to the futon closest to Zhen Mo, sat down cross-legged, and looked at Zhen Mo inexplicably.
As long as Zhen Mo uses his spiritual power, Lu Xing is absolutely sure to determine his true identity!If Zhen Mo is indeed Mo Buddha, then...
Zhen Mo closed his eyes and chanted sutras in a low voice. With his solemn appearance, Bao Xiang seemed to be really an eminent monk with profound Dharma.
One after another, the futons were filled with people. In addition, on the balcony not far away, there were many Buddhist practitioners sitting quietly, and there were also many undisciplined practitioners crowded around the training ground.
Zhen Mo Ke is a genuine golden core cultivator, even if he talks about Buddhism, it can also benefit spiritual class cultivators a lot.
Therefore, after receiving the news, there are quite a few casual cultivators who came to Shaolin Temple to listen to Zhen Mo's lectures.
After the people had almost arrived, a bell rang, and Zhen Mo, who was chanting sutras, stopped and flicked the rosary in his hand, and slowly opened his eyes.
The martial arts training ground became quiet in an instant, whether they came simply to listen to the teachings of the Jindan cultivators, or came to test the true cultivation of Mo Da's Dharma, they all quieted down at this moment and waited for Zhen Mo to speak.
"Amitabha, everyone..."
Zhen Mo slowly circulated his spiritual power, and a golden wheel of Buddha's light condensed on the back of his head. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, his voice suddenly stopped.
because……
Lu Xing suddenly exploded, and the dark mysterious aura above his right fist turned into a black dragon's head, and he punched the unprepared Zhen Mo on the forehead.
Boom————!
Zhen Mo, who was defenseless, was directly thrown into the air by this fist, collapsing a wall and buried under the rubble.
"!!!"
Everyone was shocked, looking at Lu Xing in disbelief.
Attacking the head of the new Bodhidharma Academy in Shaolin Temple?This is no less than running to the palace and beating up his son in front of the emperor.
Is this because he is afraid that his death will not be miserable enough?
A group of casual cultivators who came back to their senses took a deep look at Lu Xing, and then quickly ran to the corner of the wall.
It's better for us little shrimps to stay away and watch the show, so as not to be accidentally injured by the power of Shaolin Temple.
"Amitabha! Why did this benefactor want to attack my true nephew Mo!"
Master Jing Gang, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, appeared in front of Lu Xing in a flash, his old face suppressed his anger, trying to maintain calm and confront Lu Xing.
"I have some personal grievances with him to settle."
Jing Gang frowned slightly: "Amitabha, Master Nephew Zhenmo, since he joined my Shaolin more than 30 years ago, even when he went down the mountain, he was helping the people. He has never had any enmity with others. The donor must have some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? Oh, monk, this is not a misunderstanding."
Lu Xing folded his arms around his chest, and raised his chin towards the position where Zhen Mo had fallen.
"Look at your good nephew who has never had any grudges with anyone, and then talk to me."
Jing Gang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. As a cultivator of the Golden Core Realm, he is naturally very sensitive to some mysteries about himself.
Immediately, he felt that something bad was about to happen, and quickly turned his head to look at Zhen Mo who was buried by the collapsed wall.
boom----!
The gravel and rubble that buried Zhen Mo were blown away by a powerful spiritual force, pouring out in all directions like cannonballs.
Among them, most of them flew towards the direction of land travel and clear side...
"Heh, shooting innocent people out of selfish anger is not what an eminent monk does, Master Zhenmo."
Lu Xing stepped forward and stood side by side with the abbot of Jingban, with a wave of his hand, the aura of Xuanming shattered all the flying debris.
Really didn't pay attention to Lu Xing's playful and sarcastic words, stared at Lu Xing with blood red eyes, and asked coldly, "Who the hell are you!"
"Me? I'm just a passer-by and a fairyland cultivator."
(End of this chapter)
The Shaolin Temple opened its gate today, and countless believers and cultivators walked into this temple with a long heritage, facing the rising sun and accompanied by the dull sound of bells.
Lu Xing changed his body shape, and entered the Shaolin Temple with a straight face, a tall and straight figure, and a middle-aged man with slightly white temples, mixed with the crowd.
After two years of painstaking training and checking in everywhere, Lu Xing has now roughly figured out some rules for system checking in.
For places with mountains and rivers such as Mount Tai and Mount Song, the best place to sign in is to sign in at the places where the veins form acupoints, water eyes, and sources.
And among the powers or buildings with a long history such as Shaolin Temple and Zhongyue Temple, the best place to sign in is in the main hall or the place where the luck of the sect is concentrated such as the Buddhist scripture pavilion.
"You don't need to think about the Sutra Pavilion, but you should be able to go to the Daxiong Palace."
Although Lu Xing's current strength has become stronger, he still doesn't want to have a direct conflict with Shaolin Temple, a force that is connected to the small world of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, if it is not necessary.
After all, he just wanted to sign in, and then slowly grow up...
In the past two years, because he was not strong enough, and he was worried that the abnormality caused by the sign-in would expose his anomaly, so Lu Xing had always checked-in in those mountains and rivers.
Now, the Shaolin Temple has opened its gates and invited Buddhist sects all over the world to congratulate the new head of the Bodhidharma Academy. With so many people mixed in and the hidden dragon jade pendant, even if there is a vision, it will not be discovered that it was caused by Lu Xing .
The Qianlong Jade Pendant is a stele suspected to be left by Lu Dongbin, the founder of Chunyang, which Lu Xing accidentally found in Taishi Mountain and Shaoshi Mountain a few days ago. Although the handwriting on it can no longer be read clearly, Lu Xing signed in at the inscription. Two eight-star rewards and one seven-star reward.
One of the two eight-star items is the Qianlong Jade Pendant, which completely conceals all its visions, and no one can see through its essence under the five steps of immortals and gods.
As for why Lu Zu's inscription appeared on Mount Song...Lu Xing didn't know either.
He also guessed based on the rewards from the check-in, so how could he know whether the stele was left by Patriarch Chunyang or not.
The succession ceremony held by Shaolin Temple for Master Zhenmo was naturally held in the Daxiong Hall, but not all cultivators are qualified to watch.
Only those forces that can be named, as well as casual cultivators who have reached the human fairyland, are eligible to come outside the Daxiong Palace and watch it up close.
Lu Xing came late, Master Zhen Mo had already officially put on the red-backed golden silk cassock of the first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy before he arrived in the Daxiong Hall.
"Amitabha!"
Master Zhen Mo is a middle-aged monk who looks very capable. There are nine incense scars on Guang Chengcheng's forehead, and he looks like a very dignified monk.
only……
Lu Xing's pupils shrank, and a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spit out two words lightly.
"interesting……"
In Lu Xingna's perception after the ultimate development of "Sansheng Bianhua", Zhen Mo, who has been made No. 1 in the real generation by Shaolin Temple, has extremely secret demonic and demonic energy in him!
Buddha Cultivator has demonic and demonic energy on his body, this immediately made Lu Xing think of one person - Demonic Buddha!
It's just that he is too far away from Zhen Mo now, and he is not sure whether his induction is wrong, or the source of the devilish energy is just some items on Zhen Mo's body.
Therefore, Lu Xing decided to observe temporarily...
"Amitabha, if all the benefactors are willing to listen to the teaching of Zhen Mo, you can go with the little monk."
A young monk came to Lu Xing's side with his palms folded, said the Buddha's name, and bowed his head respectfully.
Today is not only the day when Zhen Mo took over as the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, but also the day when Buddhist sects in Kyushu compare each other's young disciples.
It's just that the venue for the event this time is in Shaolin Temple, so Shaolin Temple held the two events together.
The opening of the altar to teach the Dharma is to reveal the true and great Buddhist practice to other Buddhists. The young disciples of the major Buddhists compete in the three tests of the Buddha's heart.
Lu Xing followed the little monk to a martial arts training ground. At the moment, only Zhen Mo, who was wearing the first cassock, was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the training ground.
There are hundreds of futons on the ground around him, and the nearest futon is ten meters away from him.
Lu Xing's eyes flickered, and he went straight to the futon closest to Zhen Mo, sat down cross-legged, and looked at Zhen Mo inexplicably.
As long as Zhen Mo uses his spiritual power, Lu Xing is absolutely sure to determine his true identity!If Zhen Mo is indeed Mo Buddha, then...
Zhen Mo closed his eyes and chanted sutras in a low voice. With his solemn appearance, Bao Xiang seemed to be really an eminent monk with profound Dharma.
One after another, the futons were filled with people. In addition, on the balcony not far away, there were many Buddhist practitioners sitting quietly, and there were also many undisciplined practitioners crowded around the training ground.
Zhen Mo Ke is a genuine golden core cultivator, even if he talks about Buddhism, it can also benefit spiritual class cultivators a lot.
Therefore, after receiving the news, there are quite a few casual cultivators who came to Shaolin Temple to listen to Zhen Mo's lectures.
After the people had almost arrived, a bell rang, and Zhen Mo, who was chanting sutras, stopped and flicked the rosary in his hand, and slowly opened his eyes.
The martial arts training ground became quiet in an instant, whether they came simply to listen to the teachings of the Jindan cultivators, or came to test the true cultivation of Mo Da's Dharma, they all quieted down at this moment and waited for Zhen Mo to speak.
"Amitabha, everyone..."
Zhen Mo slowly circulated his spiritual power, and a golden wheel of Buddha's light condensed on the back of his head. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, his voice suddenly stopped.
because……
Lu Xing suddenly exploded, and the dark mysterious aura above his right fist turned into a black dragon's head, and he punched the unprepared Zhen Mo on the forehead.
Boom————!
Zhen Mo, who was defenseless, was directly thrown into the air by this fist, collapsing a wall and buried under the rubble.
"!!!"
Everyone was shocked, looking at Lu Xing in disbelief.
Attacking the head of the new Bodhidharma Academy in Shaolin Temple?This is no less than running to the palace and beating up his son in front of the emperor.
Is this because he is afraid that his death will not be miserable enough?
A group of casual cultivators who came back to their senses took a deep look at Lu Xing, and then quickly ran to the corner of the wall.
It's better for us little shrimps to stay away and watch the show, so as not to be accidentally injured by the power of Shaolin Temple.
"Amitabha! Why did this benefactor want to attack my true nephew Mo!"
Master Jing Gang, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, appeared in front of Lu Xing in a flash, his old face suppressed his anger, trying to maintain calm and confront Lu Xing.
"I have some personal grievances with him to settle."
Jing Gang frowned slightly: "Amitabha, Master Nephew Zhenmo, since he joined my Shaolin more than 30 years ago, even when he went down the mountain, he was helping the people. He has never had any enmity with others. The donor must have some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? Oh, monk, this is not a misunderstanding."
Lu Xing folded his arms around his chest, and raised his chin towards the position where Zhen Mo had fallen.
"Look at your good nephew who has never had any grudges with anyone, and then talk to me."
Jing Gang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. As a cultivator of the Golden Core Realm, he is naturally very sensitive to some mysteries about himself.
Immediately, he felt that something bad was about to happen, and quickly turned his head to look at Zhen Mo who was buried by the collapsed wall.
boom----!
The gravel and rubble that buried Zhen Mo were blown away by a powerful spiritual force, pouring out in all directions like cannonballs.
Among them, most of them flew towards the direction of land travel and clear side...
"Heh, shooting innocent people out of selfish anger is not what an eminent monk does, Master Zhenmo."
Lu Xing stepped forward and stood side by side with the abbot of Jingban, with a wave of his hand, the aura of Xuanming shattered all the flying debris.
Really didn't pay attention to Lu Xing's playful and sarcastic words, stared at Lu Xing with blood red eyes, and asked coldly, "Who the hell are you!"
"Me? I'm just a passer-by and a fairyland cultivator."
(End of this chapter)