A Clash of Gods

Yang Ning was both angry and more shocked.

He knew that the young monk ’s martial arts were far above his own. The one just turned back and was so light that he could n’t do it. He thought it was just an ordinary weak young monk, but he could n’t think of himself. After looking away, the young monk's martial arts were so powerful.

The young monk is not only light in weight, full of strength, but also amazing in speed. Yang Ning's fighting skills are absolutely not weak, but under this young monk's hands, he has no time to react.

"Brother Ning, can you go to lunch?" Zhen Ming young monk asked again.

Yang Ning knew that he really encountered a powerful role. This young monk was not weak in martial arts, and his mind was still a tendon. He took the words of his master as a decree.

At this time, if you want to be tough again, I'm afraid I will lose money.

Yang Ning naturally knew that the gentleman had revenge for ten years, and that the hero did not eat the loss in front of him. He climbed up, patted his shirt, and asked, "I said little ... Brother, you have the ability to Where did you learn it? "

"It was taught by the master." Zhenming young monk said.

Yang Ning thumbed up: "It seems that your master must be a great person. You also seem to be very talented, and the martial arts are a little higher than me."

"Brother Ning, have you ever learned martial arts before?" Zhen Ming young monk asked, "You don't seem to have great martial arts."

Yang Ning was cursed for a while, thinking about which one of your damsels is not open, which one is higher in martial arts. I ’m telling the truth here, but my face still says with a smile: "Little brother said, my martial arts Practicing less ..... That ’s right. Brother Xiao is naturally born? I think you just had a lot of energy. "

The young monk was puzzled and said: "Is the young monk very strong? The young monk did not know that the young monk was brought up the mountain by the master since childhood, and has lived here with the master. Remember that when he was six years old, the master began to teach the young monk Qing Jing, according to the Qing After practicing through oral and tactics, since then I have grown up day by day, and I am as light as a bird ...! "

"Wait a minute!" Yang Ning immediately raised his hand to stop and opened his eyes wide: "What are you talking about? You have a lot of strength, and you will turn somersault. Is it because of the cultivation of the Qing Scripture?"

Zhen Ming young monk said: "Yes, why did Ning ask this?"

Yang Ning grabbed the arm of Zhenming young monk with a smile and said, "You little brother, how to treat a half-word, you should have said that the Qing Scripture can be used to practice martial arts."

Yang Ning thought that the Qing Scripture was just an ordinary Buddhist scripture. How could he learn what kind of Buddhist scriptures, but listening to what the young monk Zhenming said, he knew that the Qing Scripture was not only ordinary.

He knows that there are many strangers and strangers in this world, masters are like clouds, although his fighting skills are skillful, but if he uses martial arts to play against these masters, it will be very ugly to die, just now the little monk in his tens can easily Playing with oneself in applause, one can also see that his skill is really insignificant in this world.

To survive in this world, we must make ourselves stronger.

If this Qing Jing can really make you martial arts progress, of course you have to learn well.

The young monk really stupidly said: "Qing Jing can practice martial arts? This little monk doesn't know." He also said: "However, practicing the Qing scriptures can indeed make the practice of martial arts more effective. The master said that Qing Jing not only can be clear-hearted Cultivating qi and making the meridians smooth, the master also said that the Qing dynasty should never be taught to others, but this time somehow the monk should teach it to you. "

Yang Ning froze for a moment, but thought to himself, this Qing Jing can unblock the meridians, would it be possible to teach yourself this mantra of the scriptures, can help yourself heal?

Zhen Ming little monk walked out of the yard and looked back. This time Yang Ning followed him obediently. The little monk walked to the edge of the giant clock and sat cross-legged on a rock on the edge of the cliff. The rock was smooth like a mirror. Obviously it was caused by people sitting on it for many years.

Opposite this rock, there is also a rock, which is also very smooth. Yang Ning thought of the young monk and the master. It seems that the two masters and apprentices practiced here to practice all year round.

He was also polite. He sat down across from the young monk Zhenming and smiled, "Brother, are you all practicing here?"

"The breath here is pure, which is of great benefit to practice." The young monk Zhenming honestly replied: "I have been practicing here with my master since I was six years old."

"No wonder your martial arts are so powerful." Yang Ning raised his thumbs. "Senior Brother, I think your martial arts must be one-of-a-kind in this Great Guangming Temple."

The young monk Zhenming immediately shook his head and said: "No, there are many brothers and sisters in the temple, and they are all better than me."

Yang Ning heard the words and felt terrified, thinking that the young monk had said that there were four or five hundred monks in the Great Guangming Temple. If other people's martial arts are more powerful than the young monk, what a horrible existence is this Great Guangming Temple, I could n’t help but ask, “Have you ever played with them or have you tried them? How do you know that their martial arts are higher than yours?”

The young monk was stunned and said: "The young monk did not interact with others. He only practiced martial arts with his master. The Daguangming Temple was the first to practice Buddha, the second to practice martial arts. The students who entered the temple must practice martial arts."

Yang Ning was relieved and said, "You haven't tried it before. How can you know that they are more powerful than you?"

The young monk raised his hand and scratched his bare head, saying: "The young monk's brain is dull, martial arts grow very slowly, and the martial arts training time is not too long. The martial arts of the brothers and sisters should be above the young monk."

"I said, Brother Xiao, you still don't say anything. It turns out that this is just your guessing." Yang Ning sighed: "I haven't fought, I can't comment on the level, you say you are dull, it may not be false, but maybe there is more than you. Silly, their progress may be slower than yours. Do n’t you talk nonsense in the future. All martial arts are higher than yours. If you really believe you, wo n’t you scare the dead? ”

"Why do you want to scare people?" The young monk wondered: "But the young monk is indeed guessing, that is the young monk's mistake. In the Daguangming Temple, there should be ... there should be no people who are duller than the young monk." Tao: "Every year there will be a martial arts meeting in the temple, and the whole temple must be present. The young monks have seen the teachers and brothers compete, their martial arts are really exquisite, and the young monks are ashamed."

"Then why didn't you participate?" Yang Ning said: "If you want to play, you might not lose to them."

He did n’t shoot the **** of Zhen Ming ’s young monk, but he was easily knocked down by the young Ming monk just now. If the young monk ’s martial arts in Da Guang Ming is still the worst, then everyone can step on his own Feeling, think about the depression of the goddess. Only when you can prove the martial arts of the young monk is better than most people in the temple, the depression in Yang Ning's heart will be resolved.

It's just that the little monk is still in a humble manner, still humble, Yang Ning's heart is filled with fire, and he can't wait to pick up a stone and smash the light scoop to his head.

The young monk naturally did n’t know the grievances in Yang Ning ’s heart, and he said: “All the martial arts clubs can participate in the match are the brothers who have done martial arts very well. An apprentice warned the young monk not to argue with people, let alone the teachers and brothers in the temple, so the master has never let the young monk play. "

"It's not that you can't do martial arts. In the final analysis, it's your master who won't let you play." Yang Ning immediately concluded and immediately stunned: "Your master only has you as an apprentice?"

The young monk nodded and said, "Yes, in addition to presiding over the uncle, the senior monks of the net class all have their own disciples. The other uncles said there are also twenty or thirty disciples. Only the master, only accepts the small monk as an apprentice." With Yang Ning, he said: "But since the master has asked the young monk to teach you the Qing Scripture, it should be ready to accept you as a disciple."

Yang Ning thought for a while and then asked, "Brother, do you know the Shaolin Temple?"

The temple he is most familiar with is naturally the Shaolin Temple. In many books, when it comes to Jianghu Wulin, Shaolin Temple is Taishan Beidou, and I do n’t know if there are Shaolin Temples in this world.

"Shaolin Temple?" Said the young monk Qiqi: "Where is that?"

Yang Ning thought that you could not even know Shaolin Temple, explaining: "Shaolin Temple is the largest monastery in the world, and like your Daguangming Temple, there are many monks. What do you say ..." Oh, yes, the world martial arts out of Shaolin, have you heard of it? "

The young monk shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it. But as far as the little monk knows, the first temple in the world has always been our Daguangming Temple."

Yang Ning said with a smile: "It may be that you have gone too little down the mountain and you haven't heard of it. You, the Great Guangming Temple, are only a few hundred people. In fact, you can't talk about what a big temple is. The real big temple has thousands of people. Compared with them, there is still a gap between Guangming Temple and them ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That was Xiao Zeng's ignorance. "The young monk said very seriously:" The master did not talk about the Shaolin Temple with the young monk, so the young monk did not know. " He murmured: "But if Shaolin Temple is the first temple in the world, the master will not tell the monks. Masters and monks have talked about dozens of famous temples. The monks remember everything, that is, they have never heard of Shaolin Temple. "The only silence, finally said:" When Master returns, the monk asks the master again. Brother Ning, do you know how to be lucky? "

"Luck?" Yang Ning frowned. "Are you talking about breathing?"

The young monk thought for a while and said, "It's like breathing, but ... It's just a big difference. Luck is the foundation of practicing martial arts. Only with luck all over the body, can you move freely and breathe .... ..! "After a pause, he said:" Clean formula, can teach how to luck. "

Yang Ning is more certain that this Qing Jing must be a practice of Qi and Wu Jing.

Qianfan Duanhai said that the root cause of his own trouble is that he has too much hoki in his body, but he has no luck at all, and he can't lead him in his own body for his own use.

Now it was really raining and someone came to deliver the umbrella. What was lacking came? This little monk had to teach himself the luck method. That was really just right.

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