Chapter 68 Seventy years of skill
Wang Dong himself has also had many speculations about the identity of the sweeping monk, but of course he just randomly associates through some far-fetched clues.
For example, the Sweeping Monk is proficient in medical skills and can see Jiumozhi's little Wuxianggong at first glance, so he can connect him with the Xiaoyao Sect.
According to him, he had been sweeping the floor in the Sutra Pavilion for forty-three years. From this, it can be inferred that he was already a top master forty-three years ago, so he could always avoid the eyes and ears of the Shaolin monks.
His cultivation level is unfathomable. His ability to slap Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo to kill a top master at the level proves that Li Qiushui, Tianshan Tonglao and even Wuyazi's kung fu are hard to match.
With these clues, Wang Dong had every reason to turn the sweeping monk into the ancestor of Xiaoyao Sect and wove it into the masters of Wuyazi, Tong Lao and Li Qiushui.
His deception of Su Xinghe was based on this conclusion.
In fact, just analyzing the spiritual core of the original story world, there is no need to delve into the identity of the Sweeping Monk. He is an NPC that must appear when the story develops to this point. It represents the boundless Dharma and the grievances in this world can be resolved by Buddhism.
From a literary perspective, there is a rule that "there is not enough play, the girl comes to make up. The protagonist dies and the gods save him." The hatred between Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and Murong and his son is a dead end. Considering the strength of the four of them, only a master of the level of sweeping monk can resolve this hatred.
The origin of the Sweeping Monk is unknown, and his identity, whose whereabouts are mysterious, just gives Wang Dong a space to play.
Seeing that he knew the secret of his mentor's still alive, Su Xinghe believed 30% of his identity. At this time, he saw that he used the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect, he believed 30% more of his words.
"My teacher is indeed still alive, but I can't make a decision if he wants to see you or not. I have to get his approval first." Su Xinghedao.
"That's natural." Wang Dong didn't force himself, and added: "In addition, you tell your senior brother that the trouble of freedom is not only Ding Chunqiu, but also the senior sister and the third sister."
When Su Xinghe heard that he knew the secrets of the three elders, he believed in his identity by 20% more. He bowed slightly and said, "Wait for a moment."
Wang Dong had no confidence in whether Wuyazi would meet him. The story he told was too absurd and bizarre. He could deceive Su Xinghe, but not necessarily deceive the person involved.
While waiting for news from Su Xinghe, he reviewed the secret books of the Xiaoyao Sect that he had read before. Although he had not conducted in-depth research on these unique skills, he could roughly feel the characteristics and power of various unique skills, as well as the differences and connections between them and the 72 Shaolin skills.
As long as you cultivate your internal strength to a certain level, you will be able to see the mystery from it.
Master Xiaoyao decided to use Buddhism to integrate Taoism and embark on a martial arts path that integrates the great achievements of Buddhism and Taoism. Although Wang Dong himself compiled it, logically, this possibility does exist.
Master Xiaoyao studied the heavens and man, and his martial arts were unfathomable. If he learned Taoist kung fu to the top and encountered a bottleneck that was difficult to break through, he might not be able to find a way from Buddhism.
Wang Dong bet on this possibility, even Wuyazi could not deny it completely.
After about half a cup of tea, Su Xinghe returned, with a more humble attitude than before, and bowed slightly and said, "I'll invite my teacher."
Wang Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed Su Xinghe to meet Wuyazi.
After a few steps, I walked through a courtyard, passed the back door, stepped onto a mountain path, walked a mile along the mountain path, and then went around and went to a cave.
Su Xinghe untied the mechanism in front of the door, opened the hole door, and reached out to ask Wang Dong to enter.
"I'm guarding outside. If you have any questions, you can talk to your teacher in detail."
Wang Dong nodded and walked into the cave.
After passing through a dark corridor that was seventy or eighty meters long, my eyes suddenly lit up, and a stone chamber appeared on the left.
"Come in."
An old voice came from the room.
Wang Dong turned around and entered the stone chamber and saw an old man with long beards and hair sitting in the air, his body tied up by a black rope and hanging on the beam of the house, with a very strange posture.
"The little monk Xu Zhu has met his second senior brother."
Wang Dong put his palms together and greeted Wuyazi.
"You are full of Shaolin martial arts, are you really the closed disciples accepted by the teacher?" Wuyazi looked at Wang Dong.
Wang Dong said ambiguously: "The teacher has no name or no surname, and he has been sweeping the floor in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion for decades. That day, the monk went down the mountain to say goodbye to him. He took the monk to the top of Mount Song and performed the Buddha's teachings. When he talked about the wonderful place, he suddenly took a step forward, walked thirty-three steps in the air, and broke the void and left."
Wuyazi was silent for a while after hearing this. After a long time, he asked, "Do you really see him walking in the air?"
"yes."
"Do you really see him breaking through the void?"
"yes."
"So it's really OK!" Wu Yazi sighed: "What a pity! What a pity!"
Wang Dong knew that he was sighing, but he didn't answer the conversation at the moment.
"You told Xinghe that there is a way to solve my current dilemma, but I wonder what it is?" Wuyazi asked.
"Kill Ding Chunqiu, clean up the portal, resolve the grudges between the eldest and third sisters in your name, take over the Lingjiu Palace, and re-establish the Xiaoyao Sect." Wang Dong said.
"But you are a Shaolin disciple."
Wang Dong said: "Buddha is the Tao."
Wuyazi was stunned and felt that this sentence had a deep meaning. He vaguely recalled the teacher's words saying similarly. I think so, who else can make such a statement besides the teacher?
"Are you here to save me?" Wu Yazi looked at Wang Dong again.
"If you can resolve your obsession, it is both the meaning of a fellow disciple and a merit, so good, so good," Wang Dong said.
"Can you tell you about your birth date?" Wu Yazi looked for a long time and felt that the so-called junior brother's life in front of him was so mysterious, so he asked.
Wang Dong talked about the birth date and horoscope he was born in this world.
Wuyazi remained silent, and silently deduced in his heart. After a long time, he said, "It's not clear, it's clearly the Tiansha Star, why is there another great compassion hidden?"
Wang Dong didn't know what he was saying, but he couldn't show it. Wanjinyu replied: "Amitabha."
Wuyazi shook his head, "That's all. Whether it's the opportunity or fate, you are indeed the descendant of my Xiaoyao Sect, but you came a little earlier than the fortune-telling."
Wang Dong was shocked.
"Forget it, whether it's early or late, there are days in the dark, how can everything be as calculated as others?" Wuyazi said, looking at Wang Dong and said, "Since you think you are my junior brother, you don't have to worship me. You will learn the method of mutual integration with the teacher. You will have your own insights in your heart. You don't have to transform your Shaolin Kung Fu. Now I will impart my internal skills to you, and you can fulfill those wishes for me. In this way, you will save me."
Wang Dong: "Amitabha."
"Sit down." Wuyazi said.
Wang Dong sat cross-legged as he spoke.
"Don't use your energy to resist."
Wu Yazi explained, suddenly pulled up his body, turned a fewer in the air, and supported his left foot on the beam of the roof, falling down from his head, and his head was pressed against Wang Dong's head. The two of them met the Tianling Gai and Tianling Gai.
Wang Dong was familiar with this posture.
Not long after, Wang Dong felt a stream of hot air inspiring into his body. He slowly absorbed, transferred, and sank back into his dantian.
Time passes slowly.
The internal force that came from the initiation accumulated was small and deep and abundant. I don’t know how long it took, but it was faintly running with the internal force I had accumulated, and a confrontation situation was formed in the undercurrent.
It was not the first time that Wang Dong had encountered such a situation when he practiced the Taoist classic "Annotations of Hundred Character Poems". He temporarily separated and then slowly merged and finally merged into one and doubled his strength.
After a while, the heat flow slowly slowed down and became thinner, gradually becoming nothing.
Wuyazi's body could not support it, so he tilted softly. Wang Tian moved his body at will, slid backwards, steadily catching Wuyazi, and let him sit opposite him.
After his skills were dispersed, Wuyazi's hair and beard were all white, and his face was instantly aging.
"I have passed all my skills to you for seventy years. When you integrate them with your own Zen skills, I am afraid that no one in this world will be your opponent..."
Speaking of this, Wuyazi tried hard to take off a gem ring from his left thumb and handed it to Wang Dong, "This is the token of my Xiaoyao Sect, and it will be kept by you from today."
"Okay." Wang Dong put his finger ring on his thumb.
"Cleaning up the portal, resolving the grievances of fellow disciples, and handing over the task of carrying forward the Xiaoyao Sect to you, junior brother..."
After saying that, his head slowly drooped.
Wang Dong put his palms together and began to recite scriptures in his mouth.
After reciting the mantra of rebirth, the two internal forces in the body finally couldn't suppress them and began to confront each other head-on.
The king's movement may absorb, resolve, transfer, or integrate...
Sitting on the surface like an ancient bell, but the inside is already very busy.
I just feel that my body floats in the clouds, sinks into the bottom of the water, is in the sea of fire, and is sealed in the ice cave...
This fusion is not only a collision of two powerful internal forces, but also a fusion of the two paths of Buddhism and Taoism.
Once you succeed, you will inevitably open up a new path in martial arts.
It took Wang Dong two or three hours to reconcile one tenth, but finally suppressed the two internal forces, his breath returned to stability, and his body returned to calm.
Wang Dong opened his eyes and found that he was already sweating profusely.
He breathed deeply, calm down, and then sent the voice to Su Xinghe outside the cave:
"Xinghe, come in."
How dare Su Xinghe be negligent? He was ordered to enter the stone chamber. Seeing Wuyazi's situation like this, he was shocked and rushed over and shouted: "Master! Master!"
"Senior brother has already ascended to the ground." Wang Dong said in a deep voice.
Su Xinghe suddenly burst into tears: "Master..."
Wang Dong didn't bother and sat quietly aside.
Su Xinghe cried for a while and turned to look at Wang Dong: "Uncle Master, do you have any questions to explain to your disciple when Master Xian is gone?"
Wang Dong showed his gem ring.
Su Xinghe was moved and hurriedly bowed to Wang Dong: "Disciple Su Xinghe has met the leader."
Wang Dong reached out and helped Su Xinghe up and said, "The Xiaoyao Sect will reappear in the world. From now on, this Deaf and Mute Valley will be renamed Xiaoyao Valley."
Su Xinghe saluted again: "Disciple follows the orders of the head uncle."
"First bury your senior brother secretly, and then you will set up a Zhenlong chess game in the valley and invite all the heroes from all over the world to break the situation."
Su Xinghe looked at his master and looked puzzled.
"You want to attract that traitor Ding Chunqiu, and then I will clean up the portal in front of my senior brother."
"Disciple obeys the order!" Su Xinghe felt relieved.
Chapter completed!