Time flowed like water, and the sun and moon moved like shuttles.
In the blink of an eye, six years had passed since Li Qingyang entered the Shaolin Temple and was given the Dharma name True Yan.
Today was also a big day in Shaolin Temple.
On the mountain path, a few young monks in gray monk robes were carrying water up the mountain while discussing excitedly,"
"Have you heard? Senior Brother True Yan had already cleared the Wooden Golem Alley!!”
"How can I not have heard of it? This matter had only happened yesterday, and it had already spread like wildfire today!!”
"That's right! Senior Brother True Yan is only eighteen years old this year, right?”
A chubby little monk said with a look of longing,"
"Senior Brother True Yan is the youngest person in Shaolin Temple to obtain the right to leave the mountain in the past hundred years!!”
To be able to clear the Wooden Figurine Alley, one had to be at least at the level of an ordinary first-class expert in the Jianghu. Only by walking down the mountain like this would one not lose face for Shaolin Temple.
Opening the Wooden Figurine Alley at the age of 18 was enough for generations of junior monks in Shaolin to pass on their praises for many years.
"What is that? Senior Brother True Yan was said to be a natural martial arts genius. He entered the temple at the age of twelve and had only studied martial arts for six years!”
"Now that he has cleared the Wooden Golem Alley, even the many monks in the Prajna Hall are no match for him.”
A young monk quickened his pace." Hurry up! I heard that Senior Brother True Yan is leaving the mountain today!”
"If we hurry up and finish fetching the water, we can still make it in time to see Senior Brother True Yan!!”
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Shaolin Temple, Prajna Hall.
Li Qingyang was packing his things in the monk's room.
The current him was dressed in yellow monk robes and looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old. His every move had an extraordinary bearing.
This was the temperament that he had accumulated day and night after eating vegetarian food, chanting Buddha, and practicing martial arts on the mountain for six years.
" I can finally go down the mountain!!"
Li Qingyang sighed in his heart.
Six years had passed in a flash. It could be said that he had been reborn and was no longer the same person as before.
Shaolin Temple was indeed a holy land of martial arts and a great Buddhist sect. Even though it had repeatedly caused disasters and was affected by the flames of war, it still had a lot of foundation.
Six years had already made all the anxiety in his heart disappear without a trace.
Although he still wanted to go back, he only suppressed it in his heart and waited for the day when it broke through the soil and sprouted.
Of course, his greatest gain was still the faint golden inner strength flowing like a stream in his body!!
Tendon Changing Classic, he had already reached the minor accomplishment realm last year. If it wasn't for the fact that his martial arts were still lacking, he would have been able to clear Wooden Golem Alley last year.
" Now that I think about it, it's fortunate that the system completely optimized my genes and turned me into something like a body with all meridians connected…"
Li Qingyang had always felt lucky about this.
According to Shaolin's rules, if one wanted to learn the supreme treasure, Tendon Changing Classic, one had to pass the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation. It was extremely difficult.
To be able to learn the Tendon Changing Classic, one would either be the future abbot or the future head of the Dharma Hall or Bodhi Hall.
However, he was clearly a special case. The mental cultivation technique that he had just entered was Tendon Changing Classic.
According to the abbot, he was Shaolin Temple's greatest hope in the past hundred years.
"It's a pity that the Shaolin Temple's Tendon Changing Classic is also incomplete. At most, it can only reach great success. The rest is lost!!”
Thinking of this, Li Qingyang felt even more regretful.
Although the Shaolin Temple had been around for thousands of years and had a long history, it had encountered too many calamities.
The seventy-two ultimate techniques and many of the most powerful techniques had already been scattered to the point that they could barely hold up a system.
"The Deer and Cauldron, the last era of the metal-type martial arts, the end of martial arts.!”
He packed up his things, carried his bag, and was about to leave the monk's room.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open. A middle-aged monk in yellow monk robes and red kasaya came in and said,"
"True Yan, hurry up. The abbot and the others are waiting for you.”
"Yes, Chief."
Li Qingyang nodded and left the room with his bag.
Nominally, he was a third-generation disciple and a warrior monk of the Prajna Hall. His master was the head of the Prajna Hall.
In fact, he had just started cultivating Tendon Changing Classic, which was personally taught by the abbot, Great Master Yuan Xin, and the heads of the Bodhidharma and Bodhi Houses!!
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After bidding farewell to the abbot, the heads of the various courtyards, and his fellow disciples, Li Qingyang went down the mountain alone.
Before he left, the line of people who were sending him off lined up for five miles on the mountain road, almost blocking him on the mountain.
Some of them were really here to send him off, but most of them were here to see this legendary and mysterious monk of Shaolin Temple who had a special status.
The mountain path was difficult to traverse, but Li Qingyang was able to walk as if he was flying. His speed was very fast.
The sun gradually set in the west. Before it completely set, Li Qingyang finally came down from the mountain.
" Finally, it's time…"
Looking back at the towering mountain, Li Qingyang was filled with emotions.
Six years was a long time in his life.
"System!"
As he chanted silently, the black words in front of him poured down like a waterfall:
[King of Ten Thousand Beasts System Host: Li Qingyang]
[Beast King's Power: None]
[Advancement Progress: 100%(Awaiting Advancement)]
[Martial arts ability: Small success in Tendon Changing Classic][Shaolin Lightness Skill]: Mastery,[Great Strength Vajra Palm]: Lesser Mastery; Shaolin Demon-Subduing Staff Technique: Mastery;
Main Mission:
Cultivate Shaolin Temple's supreme treasure, Tendon Changing Scripture, to Minor Accomplishment, strengthen physique and spirit, and complete the first fusion of Beast King's Power
Li Qingyang looked at the rows of data, his eyes shining.
After six years of hard work, he had only practiced these three martial arts besides Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture.
Firstly, his energy was limited. He understood the principle of biting off more than he could chew, so the focus of his martial arts was on fist, palm, and staff techniques.
" Vigorous Vajra Palm " was still alright." Shaolin Demon Subduing Staff Technique " sounded mighty, but it was actually just an ordinary martial art.
At the moment, Shaolin Temple really did not have many complete and profound absolute arts.
The Qinggong that he had to practice was the most common Shaolin Qinggong. The ultimate techniques like Crossing the River on a Reed had long been lost.
"System! I can already advance at any time and fuse with the power of the Beast King, right?”
"Yes, your advancement progress is already full. You can start the fusion at any time.”
The system's voice was still cold and mechanical.
After six years of meditation, he had already reached the initial success stage of Tendon Changing Classic.
"Alright then. How many types of Beast King powers can I fuse with? What are their uses?”
He asked expectantly.
His first type of Beast King Power was finally about to appear!!
The black text on his retina flashed slightly, and the line for Beast King's Power suddenly dropped down, and a list popped up.
On the list, there was only one line:
"Strength of an ant!"
Li Qingyang was speechless.
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