Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

Lin Heng followed the Shaolin people to the room in the backyard.

Several young monks settled Lin Heng respectfully.

After they all left, Lin Heng stood up silently.

He looked towards the Sutra Repository not far away, and immediately a plan came to his mind.

As soon as he reached the Sutra Repository, Lin Heng jumped up and went directly into the attic.

The Sutra Repository houses many Shaolin scriptures and techniques.

The skills inside were neatly arranged, with very little dust, and it was obvious that the place had been carefully cleaned.

Lin Heng casually walked to a row of bookshelves and picked up a book.

After casually flipping through two pages, Lin Heng coughed lightly.

"The Shaolin Kung Fu is indeed exquisite, but I have never had the opportunity to personally learn it. I wonder if the seniors here can fulfill this wish of mine?"

Although there was no one around, Lin Heng knew that person must have heard it.

But after a while, there was still no sign of him, as if he had made up his mind not to come out.

Lin Heng also frowned and said immediately.

"Since you are unwilling to come out, I will have no choice but to destroy this Sutra Library. Anyway, even if the Shaolin people want to settle accounts with me, they can't do anything to me!"

After Lin Heng finished speaking, he raised his hand and was about to swing down with sword energy.

At this moment, an old man holding a broom suddenly appeared from behind the bookshelf.

The old man had white hair and beard, and a kind face.

He looks like a kind old monk.

He was wearing shabby clothes and holding a broom in his hand, but he looked very ordinary.

However, Lin Heng knew that this ordinary-looking old monk was actually a real martial arts master.

It can be said that he is the most hidden person in the entire Shaolin.

"Master, are you finally willing to come out and see me?"

The Sweeping Monk shook his head helplessly.

"Amitabha, did you come to the Sutra Library for no reason? Is it just to look for this poor monk?"

Lin Heng nodded, but did not hide anything.

"I know that the master is unwilling to show off his skills, otherwise he would not have been a sweeping monk in Shaolin for so many years in obscurity."

"I will keep today's events secret. No one else will know about Master's martial arts."

The Sweeping Monk suddenly burst into laughter and looked Lin Heng up and down.

Then I couldn't help but nodded.

"You are a rare master, so why do you have to stick to Shaolin martial arts?"

"With your kung fu, even the entire Shaolin Temple may not be your opponent."

"Buddha is merciful, and the donor is also a wise man. How can I compete with the donor? It is really offensive."

"Most people in this world are involved in grudges and disputes, and there are many who deliberately provoke murderous intentions and stir up bloody storms to satisfy their selfish desires. However, the donor has a delicate heart, and is really a rare person!"

The Sweeping Monk's words were full of admiration for Lin Heng.

He had never seen a martial arts hero like Lin Heng.

One can also infer Lin Heng's swordsmanship from his powerful sword energy.

Seeing the Sweeping Monk like this, Lin Heng did not force him.

"I have no intention of disturbing your peace today, but since we have this fate, why don't you and I test our internal strength a little bit."

Seeing Lin Heng like this, the Sweeping Monk had to take a step back.

He put the broom aside and held out his hand.

"Donor, please!"

Lin Heng also nodded slightly and swung out a palm to confront the Sweeping Monk.

The two of them seemed to be competing, but in fact they were also testing each other's strength.

Lin Heng could feel the Sweeping Monk's powerful internal strength, which was like a vast ocean, inexhaustible.

It gives people the feeling of being open to all.

The Sweeping Monk was also shocked by Lin Heng's internal strength.

He sensed that Lin Heng seemed to have infinite vitality and endless violent energy.

It is unheard of that these two contradictory forces can actually merge with each other and exist in one person.

Even if you just try it out a little, it feels like you're being stared at by some scary beast.

It seemed as if the next moment, someone would be put to death.

The Sweeping Monk withdrew his internal energy in time, and Lin Heng also withdrew his own power.

The Sweeping Monk remained silent for a long time, but couldn't help but ask Lin Heng.

"How can a dead tree welcome spring? How can killing be stopped if killing is the way? Are the two contradictory?"

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected the Sweeping Monk to ask him this question.

He thought for a moment, but just shook his head.

"The rebirth of dead trees is the law of Taoism, and stopping the killing of people with murderous intentions is the law of Buddhism. However, the law of Buddhism is also the law of all things."

"It is said that everything has its own way, but the ways are different. What the master really wants to ask is my swordsmanship."

The Sweeping Monk nodded with great satisfaction. He felt that the man in front of him had a very high level of enlightenment. If he became a monk, he would definitely become a great monk.

Just listen to Lin Heng continue.

"I have a sword called the Mountain and River Sword. It can protect mountains and rivers, kill villains, bring peace, and can also cut through the underworld with one sword."

The more the Sweeping Monk listened, the more admiration there was in his eyes.

"I have been here for many years, and I haven't met someone as interesting as you for a long time."

"Since you have come here, it is also your fate to be with Shaolin. It seems that the fragment and the magic sword are definitely in your pocket."

After saying this, the Sweeping Monk picked up the broom next to him.

"Donor, I won't bother you any more."

The Sweeping Monk came quickly and left quickly.

However, Lin Heng no longer had the desire to stay in the Sutra Library.

He returned to his residence and rested for a night, and came to the martial arts conference early the next morning.

As soon as Lin Heng arrived, he heard people around him talking.

"It was this man who won more than ten consecutive battles yesterday. So many masters couldn't do anything to him."

"What do you know? Someone went back yesterday to conduct a thorough investigation and finally discovered his identity. He seems to be the Xiaoyao Sword Immortal who has recently gained fame in the sword world."

"Why would a swordsman like him come to join us?"

……

Lin Heng's hearing has always been good, and he was quite surprised to hear that they had guessed his identity.

Is my new vest going to be lost so soon?

Sure enough, not long after, Shaolin's abbot Xuanci hurried over.

The look he gave Lin Heng became unfriendly.

"Are you Lin Heng, the unrivalled sword master in the sword world?"

When he asked this question, everyone below turned their eyes to Lin Heng, waiting for his answer.

Lin Heng immediately shook his head and said firmly.

"I'm not, who is Xiaoyao Sword Immortal? I've never even heard of him!"

Abbot Xuanci fell silent immediately.

He looked at Lin Heng suspiciously, then took the portrait from the little monk's hand and became extremely angry.

"You're talking nonsense! You look exactly like the person in the portrait!"

Lin Heng, however, remained calm and talked nonsense with his eyes open.

"What does Xiaoyao Sword Immortal have to do with me? I'm just an ordinary martial arts master!"