Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 521 Shaolin Temple Hidden Occupation

Outside the Sutra Repository, the wind is quite noisy today.

The cold wind at the beginning of autumn kept blowing the yellowing leaves on the branches to the ground, and then picked them up again, hitting the monks' wide robes, making rustling sounds.

"Mr. Lu, where is the person you mentioned?"

The group of monks with the surname Xuan looked left and right, but did not find anyone else here.

"Of course it's in the Sutra Library. Please have a look!"

Lu Ping said this and took a few steps forward, putting ten feet between himself and the monks behind him.

Then he stepped his feet, activated his internal energy, and suddenly a surge of sword energy rushed straight into the sky.

Starting from zero frame, everyone present was shocked.

The wind pressure of the tight cotton silk hit his body, just like someone was scraping it with countless knives. In just a few breaths, the monk's robe, which was of relatively good quality, was torn into several holes.

Exposed skin, such as face and head, is extremely painful.

If there hadn't been a row of senior monks of the Xuan generation standing in front of them to form a human wall, they would have been cut by the wind blades and bled.

Even so, these monks could not withstand the fierce wind, sword and energy, and had to cover their faces and retreat.

Those monks who came along for the sake of good fortune, with low internal strength and weak physique, were even more miserable. However, they were unwilling to miss this rare opportunity to broaden their horizons, so they crouched down and hid behind the walls and trees, sticking their heads out to look over here.

Looking at Lu Ping standing straight and as straight as a sword not far away, the monks exclaimed in amazement.

"Before he officially made his move, his sword energy was already earth-shattering. It seems the rumors of his consecutive defeats of two legends are true..."

"We are at least ten feet away from him, but we can still feel the sharp sword energy. If we fight him in close combat, I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to attack."

"I really don't know how this kid can practice at this age? Is there really a natural sword god in the world?"

"if we……"

"My fellow disciples, calm down quickly and don't let your mind wander!"

Just as the monks were lost in thought, a loud shout rang in their ears.

This loud shout was like the sound of Buddha filling their brains, waking the monks present as if from a dream. Then they recalled the false thoughts in their minds and felt ashamed.

Looking at Lu Ping not far away, he thought secretly: I just took a look and was already obsessed with him. It seems that my practice is still not enough and my concentration is not enough. I need to continue to work hard in the future.

After I go back tonight, I will copy each of the scriptures, including the Diamond Sutra and the Prajna Sutra, ten times each!
Not to mention how shocked the Shaolin monks were by Lu Ping's sword move, Lu Ping alone was staring intently at the Sutra Repository in the distance.

With his current level of martial arts, any movement within a radius of thirty meters cannot escape his perception.

Under his own control, the sword energy from his body swept around, covering all places inside and outside the courtyard, and no one could escape the disaster.

However, when this sword energy fell on the Sutra Repository in front of it, it was as if it had hit an invisible wall of air, and it could not move forward. It was obvious that someone inside the Sutra Repository had blocked it with his profound internal strength.

To protect such a huge scripture library with one's own body, the internal strength required is more than just a huge amount.

A normal person in the martial arts world would never be able to do this. At the very least, one would need internal strength of the level of Guan Qi and Li Chenzhou.

This move alone is enough to prove the Sweeping Monk's strength.

Lu Ping was not surprised by this, and even his eyes revealed a hint of joy of "as expected, not surprising".

In today's world of martial arts where the level of combat power is constantly being raised and a fight between top masters can cause huge environmental damage, it would be disappointing if the Sweeping Monk could only achieve the 'three-foot air wall' in the original novel!
Knowing that the old bald donkey hiding in the Sutra Library in front of him was the third opponent worthy of his seriousness after Yan Kuangtu and Xiao Qiu Shui in this martial arts world, Lu Ping's heart was suddenly excited, full of heroic spirit, and he shouted loudly.

"Old monk, come out and fight!"

The whistling sound, accompanied by sword energy, gathered into a violent airflow like waves, instantly breaking a hole in the invisible air wall and rushing straight towards the gate of the Sutra Library!

Boom——! !

It was like a spear piercing the darkness, and like thunder shattering the sky.

An invisible giant hand pushed the door of the Sutra Repository open violently, and strong convection wind rushed in, pressing the two door panels tightly to the left and right sides. The door panels could not withstand the force of the strong wind and immediately made a creaking groan.

The door was pushed open, and the monks finally saw the situation inside the Sutra Library.

The soft and warm light from above shines into the Sutra Library through the side windows, falls on the ground, and illuminates the room through diffuse reflection;
As the strong wind poured into the Sutra Library, the Buddhist scriptures that were neatly stacked on the bookshelf were now turning pages quickly, and the thin paper whistled in the wind. When everyone regained their focus, they saw an old and skinny figure appear in their sight, standing in the sun, less than ten steps away from the main door of the Sutra Library.

The old monk was wearing a tattered green robe and holding a broom in his hand. The few sparse long beards under his chin were already completely white. He did not look like a martial artist, but he stood as steady as an old pine tree in the strong wind.

When they saw the Sweeping Monk appear, there was a burst of loud exclamations from the Shaolin monks.

"Is there really someone?!"

After the shock, the old monk of the Xuan generation immediately looked at his fellow disciples standing on his left and right and asked, "Who is this old monk? Does anyone of you know him?"

The monks had not yet come to their senses. They just shook their heads subconsciously and gave an answer that they all knew already.

"do not know……"

"Never seen it before..."

Seeing that he had finally forced the man out, Lu Ping was overjoyed and immediately asked in a loud voice: "My name is Lu Ping, what is your name, Master?"

The Sweeping Monk sighed silently and said softly, "The Dharma name is just an empty title. What's the point of coming here? I have been sweeping the floor in this Sutra Library for more than 40 years. Mr. Lu, just call me the Sweeping Monk."

His voice was clearly very soft and weak, but everyone present heard every word clearly, as if the other person was speaking right into their ears.

Everyone heard the difference in the voice and knew that it was due to the other party's strong internal strength, but they were speechless about the content of the voice.

"Just call him 'Sweeping Monk'... Isn't this name a bit too casual?"

Lu Ping laughed loudly when he heard this: "I understand! So you are a monk who became a monk on your own initiative, came here secretly, and has not been officially recognized by Shaolin Temple!"

Before they met, Lu Ping had always thought that the sweeping monk was an inconspicuous disciple of the older generation of Shaolin Temple. However, as time went by and he did not take the initiative to contact anyone, the monks just thought he was dead.

But now it seems that he is clearly the same as Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo in the original novel, who secretly came here to learn martial arts.

However, compared with the situation of those two people, when the Sweeping Monk arrived at the Sutra Library, there was no other "Sweeping Monk" guarding inside to catch him on the spot.

Moreover, he had more wisdom and affinity with Buddhism than those two people, so he knew how to use Buddhist scriptures to eliminate the hostility in the martial arts of the 72 unique skills and did not go astray.

Of course, it is also possible that there really was an "old sweeping monk" who guided the current sweeping monks to strike a balance between Buddhism and martial arts.

But so many years have passed, and that "old sweeping monk" has passed away.

In this case, the motive of the Sweeping Monk in the original novel for accepting Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo as his disciples is very clear, which is to pass on the position of the Sweeping Monk.

After realizing this, Lu Ping suddenly became suspicious of the sweeping monk in front of him.

Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils is a tragedy, telling the story of "what sentient beings cannot obtain".

Everyone in the story cannot get what they want.

Either the relationship fails, or the lofty ambition cannot be realized, or the family is broken, or the life's pursuit fails...

So the question is, since all living beings suffer, can those who have seen through the confusion, become monks, and enter Buddhism be an exception, be superior, and be liberated?
Obviously it is absolutely impossible!

So the Sweeping Monk must have something that he "cannot obtain".

However, what he seeks is not the fame, wealth, power and sex that people in the secular world pursue, but perhaps freedom, tranquility and peace, things that are completely opposite to his current situation.

Could it be that this old bald donkey is actually a person who is eager to create chaos in the world deep down?

It should be... unlikely, right?

Lu Ping almost laughed at his own thoughts, and then he quickly shook his head to put all distracting thoughts behind him.

"Old monk! Show us what you are capable of!"

"Let me see how capable you are and whether you can live up to this reputation!"

Lu Ping shouted loudly, gathered his inner strength, and immediately struck out with a fierce palm.

The palm power was as solid as a substance, visible to the naked eye, and it expanded with the wind. In the blink of an eye it had expanded into a huge palm of air dozens of feet high.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw this, and they were all dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)