Bodhidharma's Mind, Hidden Dangers of the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills ()
Facing the sweeping monk's questioning, the man opposite him was unfazed.
"If I want to kill you, one move is enough.”
His voice was not loud, but no one dared to doubt him.
At this moment, if he still could not tell that this man was an unparalleled expert, then he should not be in the martial arts world.
This was because from the beginning to the end, this person did not take a step back and took all the attacks of the sweeping monk.
Of course, everyone was also puzzled.
Since it wasn't done by this person, then why was the sweeping monk in such pain and why was there a strange black gas all over his body?
"Patriarch Bodhidharma was compassionate and compassionate.”
"He left behind the seventy-two ultimate techniques to protect his descendants. He did not want the divine techniques he left behind to become a tool that would harm the common people one day.”
"Therefore, in order to practice the 72 Ultimate Arts, one must have the corresponding cultivation base to resolve the hostility brought about by the practice.”
"If you forcefully practice it, it will definitely leave hidden dangers in your body.”
"One day, when these hidden dangers erupt, at the very least, you will lose your martial arts skills due to Qi deviation, and at the very worst, you will die on the spot.”
"Little monk, you've mastered twenty-three ultimate techniques, and your talent can be said to be shocking, but you still haven't fully comprehended Patriarch Bodhidharma's painstaking efforts.”
"If you hadn't been living in Shaolin all these years and had a peaceful state of mind that didn't fight with others, these hidden dangers would have already erupted.”
"After you left the mountain, your desire to win became stronger. In a year and a half, the hidden danger will definitely act up.”
"Today, I'm just helping you lure out the hidden danger in advance and let you experience the consequences of not cultivating the seventy-two ultimate techniques forcefully enough.”
The middle-aged man spoke with fervor and assurance, shocking everyone in the Nine Provinces to open their mouths wide.
"F * ck! There was such a thing as the seventy-two ultimate techniques.”
"Looks like he wasn't bragging!”
"It should be true. For this person to be able to torture the sweeping monk to such an extent, his martial arts must be extraordinary.”
.....
If anyone else had said this, they might have been scolded.
Are you crazy? To practice martial arts, you need to have the corresponding Buddhist cultivation.
However, the person in front of him was an existence that suppressed the sweeping monk.
He did not move, and with just the Minor Formless Divine Art, he beat the sweeping monk until he had no temper.
"There's such a saying?"
Xiao Yuanshan felt a chill run down his spine.
He was the kind of person who practiced the seventy-two ultimate techniques. In terms of Buddhism, he did not have any. Instead, he was filled with hostility.
"Fake?"
"This is martial arts, not human. How can it judge whether I have Buddhist Dharma or not?”
Murong Bo shouted.
It wasn't that he didn't believe it, he just couldn't believe it.
It was really because he believed it that his reaction was so big.
According to the man in the dark, it wouldn't be long before the hidden danger erupted. Even if he didn't die, he would be crippled.
How could an ambitious person like Murong Bo accept such an outcome?
"So this is how Master died?”
Big Ming and Cheng Fei were so scared that they broke out in cold sweat.
He remembered that his master, Gu Santong, had said before he died that his master, Gu Santong, had been forced to pass on his martial arts to him because he could not suppress the internal injuries of his Great Strength Vajra Finger.
"It seems that in the future, I should use Shaolin's martial arts less. Little Fei Fei doesn't want to die.”
He was very glad that he only used the 72 Ultimate Skills when he was helpless.
"Who is this person? I've never heard of him.”
"His martial arts cultivation must be shocking.”
Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect was extremely shocked.
Even he did not notice this problem.
"Grandmaster, is what he said true?”
"Why are those bald donkeys of Shaolin so despicable, but I've never seen anyone get into trouble?”
Song Qingshu looked over in confusion.
He didn't believe that the monks of Shaolin had any Buddhist cultivation that could resolve the hostility.
In terms of viciousness, these shameless bald donkeys were more vicious than anyone else.
Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment and said,""Buddhism is not something concrete.”
"Shaolin monks recite scriptures every day. I'm afraid that they have imperceptibly resolved some of the hidden dangers brought about by practicing martial arts.”
"In addition, if I'm not wrong, cultivating one or two ultimate techniques won't be too serious.”
"Only people who cultivate several ultimate techniques will have a sudden eruption of hidden dangers.”
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly remembered that in the history of Shaolin, many geniuses had suddenly died from Qi deviation.
These people were all geniuses who had practiced four or five ultimate techniques.
As for the sudden death of some old monks, everyone thought that it was a normal phenomenon due to old age.
He had never thought that it was because of the 72 ultimate techniques.
"What is it? The seventy-two ultimate techniques had such hidden dangers?”
In Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci and the others broke out in cold sweat.
"So this is how senior brother Xuan Cheng died.”
Xuan Ji gasped.
Among the Xuan generation, there was a peerless genius who had mastered seven ultimate techniques in his lifetime.
However, more than ten years ago, this person suddenly went berserk and his meridians were broken. In just a few years, he passed away.
Back then, Shaolin Temple was still brooding over Xuan Cheng's sudden Qi deviation and had never found out the truth.
It turned out that it was because his Buddhist cultivation was not enough and he had forcefully practiced his ultimate skill.
In an instant, the entire Shaolin Temple was in a state of panic. Anyone who had practiced the seventy-two ultimate techniques was terrified, afraid that they would suddenly die.
"From now on, practice Buddhism before practicing martial arts. No one can be absent from the morning and evening classes.”
Xuan Ci immediately ordered.
He was also a little afraid because he had mastered three ultimate skills, and it was the most dangerous one.
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