Shaolin Changquan is the basic boxing technique of Luohantang, also known as the thirty-three ways of breaking Shaolin, with a total of thirty-three styles, and each style has four or five changes. Total, there are nearly two hundred changes in total.

Although this martial arts are only basic introductory skills, they are also profound and profound. As the internal strength improves, the power will increase and will never end.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, used a set of Taizu's long fist to fight the world in Juxianzhuang, which is why.

bump!

The fists and palms intersect, and the air bursts, like tearing up the air and whistling, causing a sharp whistle.

Monk Chengzhi stopped standing until he left for seven or eight steps, and his face flushed: "What a profound internal skill! Who are you?"

Chu Feng patted his palm gently and said with a smile: "Chu Feng, two months ago, he killed the emperor and Oboi!"

"What! You killed Obai and the emperor, and finally caused chaos in the world and the people were in trouble!"

Five or six old monks hurriedly ran over and were shocked when they heard Chu Feng's words.

The monk in the middle clasped his hands together, said Amitabha, showing a compassionate look, and then said, "Donor Chu is too cruel, how can he kill the emperor? This is a traitor!"

Chu Feng looked at the monk. He was very tall, but thin, with slightly closed eyes and looked listless.

"Which master are you?"

The monk said, "I am here to see Chengguang, the abbot of this temple!"

"So it's the abbot!" Chu Feng bowed slightly, "I admire Buddhism and want to enter the Sutra Pavilion of the Temple to look at it, but I don't know what the abbot said!"

"The Sutra Pavilion is the main area of ​​this temple, so how can one enter it by someone?" An old monk next to the abbot Chengguang.

"Who is the master?" Chu Feng said.

"Getting down to the DAMO Academy to clear my heart!" the old monk said slightly.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Since that's the case, it's only a skill behind his hands!"

Chengzhi said: "Abbot, this person has profound martial arts and profound internal skills!"

Chengguang nodded slightly and bowed: "Amitabha!"

The monks in the temple began to surround Chu Feng, with the inner circle being Chengxin, Chengzhi and other DAMO Academy, the Arhat Hall monks, and the outer circle being other halls and disciples of the temple.

Shuang'er shouted: "Young Master, come on!"

The abbot Chengguang said: "When the Buddhist sect is important, how can the female donor enter? Please ask the female donor to retreat quickly and restore my Buddhist innocence!"

Another group of monks divided the troops and rushed towards Shuang'er, trying to drive Shuang'er out of the temple.

Chu Feng bounced his fingers, patted his clothes, and said, "I won't say much nonsense, come on!"

Immediately, the true qi in the Dantian ran very quickly, spreading throughout the palm of the hand, and the Hunyuan Palm was used.

Hunyuan Palm is a top martial art in Huashan. After practicing it, the palm opens stubborn stones, points to pieces of bricks, shakes hands and uses the skills to throw the enemy away.

The high-level monks surrounding Chu Feng took action one after another, using their own unique skills, and attacked Chu Feng like raindrops.

These monks are either the first in the Arhat Hall or the first in the Dharma Academy. They all have profound internal skills and excellent martial arts. Each of them is comparable to first-class and second-rate figures in the world. At this time, they all have no face and all attack Chu Feng.

"There are many people, but they are all crooked and their martial arts are ordinary!"

After fighting a few moves between the fist and the flesh, Chu Feng used his magical and ever-changing light and deep martial arts, and suddenly he seemed to turn into a loach, and he couldn't slippery, and then he rushed out of the siege.

After rushing out, he immediately changed his moves and directly used the Hunyuan Palm with ten successful powers, one palm of one, and in a blink of an eye, the five people flew backwards one or two meters away.

"Huanyuan Palm, Hunyuan Gong, this is the kung fu of Huashan Sect. Who are you a disciple of Huashan? Could it be Gui Xinshu? How dare you be so rude!" The abbot Chengguang showed a look of alertness and said slowly.

Among the martial arts sects in the Ming and Qing dynasties, Huashan and Shaolin were still influential at this time and retained some martial arts foundation.

But Yuan Chengzhi, a good man from Huashan, hid overseas with a large number of Ma Zi's subordinates to become a foreign citizen. Only He Tiexou even came to the mainland several times and saved a group of female relatives from the banker.

And the one who lives in mainland China all year round is Gui Xinshu family.

"It's indeed a thousand-year-old famous temple!"

"If you can't beat someone, come and make sense!" Chu Feng shook his head and slowly walked towards the abbot Chengguang. At the same time, he silently activated the power of Hunyuan palm in his hand.

"Abbot!"

"The evil thief, the Pure Land of Buddhism, cannot be ruthless!"

The monks who fell to the ground saw Chu Feng asking for a murderer to the abbot, all of them got up, their eyes were so angry that they shouted.

"Oh, forgot! I and others are not the opponents of the donor." Abbot Chengguang sighed: "Chu Shizhan must not hurt people's lives, we will just promise you!"

"Well!! Being able to bend and stretch is the way to survive!" Chu Feng nodded slightly, "Shuang'er, come here!"

Shuang'er pushed away several monks blocking the road ahead and came behind Chu Feng, looking happy.

The abbot Chengguang glanced at Shuang'er and said, "In the Buddhist land, you cannot bring female relatives into it!"

"Shuang'er is the maid who serves me, so he naturally wants to come in!" Chu Feng smiled at Shuang'er and said.

"you……!"

"It's outrageous..."

Cheng Zhi Chengxin and others were fine, but the other monks all looked red and angry.

"Okay!" The abbot Chengguang glanced at everyone, then looked at Chu Feng and said, "Master Chu, please come with me!"

Chu Feng then followed Chengguang all the way through the main gate, the Heavenly King Hall, the Main Hall, and finally arrived at the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion is built on the bank of a lake. In the middle of the lake, there is a two-story ancient loft, connected by only a wooden bridge. The three big characters of the Sutra Pavilion are written on the plaque in front of the door.

This is the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. The reason why it was built in a small lake is to extinguish the fire in time and prevent the damage to cherish ancient books.

Chengguang sighed slightly and waved to Chengxin and said, "Let the monks inside come out!"

Then he looked at Chu Feng and said, "The Sutra Library is the important place of this temple. The sutra books of great monks and masters of all generations are here. Please be sure not to damage the classics!"

"Well, this is naturally!" Seeing the monks coming out of the Sutra Pavilion, Chu Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Then I'll be disturbed in this month!"

After walking a few steps, Chu Feng turned around and said, "By the way, I'll ask your temple's Medicine Master King Buddhist Temple to prepare food tonic medicine for me!"

Chu Feng took out a silver note of 500 taels and handed it to the little novice monk who was out of the list.

Seeing the abbot Chengguang nodding, Chu Feng and Shuang'er stepped into the Sutra Pavilion together.

The Sutra Pavilion is filled with wooden shelves, and there is also a smell of deworming medicine. Some ancient books have turned yellow but are still well preserved. Some broken pages are out of context and are neatly placed on the lower floor of the bookshelf.

What Buddhist scriptures, Chinese medicine books, rituals, rituals, and other Buddhist scriptures? Chu Feng glanced at it at a glance and only looked at martial arts.

He naturally knew that it was unlikely that he could find a bottom-bottom skill such as the Yijin Jing, the marrow cleaning meridian, but as long as he was at the first level of the 72 unique skills, it was enough to satisfy him now.

Soon, he discovered this problem. These martial arts secrets are indeed incomplete, and there are quite a lot of them!

For example, most of the seventy-two unique skills have been lost and incomplete. Many of them have only one or two pages of residual books, and there are traces of fire at the corners. The most is only half of them, more than twenty pages.

After picking up this book with the most broken pages, Chu Feng looked at the name.

Seventy-two unique skills, Damo sword technique!

"Bodhidharma Sword Technique! This is the only sword technique among the seventy-two unique skills!" Chu Feng showed his thoughtful expression: "In legend, the sword technique and internal strength that Master Damo, the ancestor of the Shaolin Sect, understood in the legend for eighteen years after facing the wall in Songshan Mountain. The full name is the one hundred and eight styles of Damo, is this sword technique! But this sword technique is half missing, only fifty-four hands!"

"Shuang'er, you will choose the strongest skills of fist, palm, claw, finger, knife, stick, and from these seventy-two unique skills!" Chu Feng pondered for a moment and spoke.
Chapter completed!