Traveling through the martial arts world

"Sir, is it true that Bodhidharma's state of unity between man and nature was achieved because of these two martial arts secret manuals?"

Zhuang Juxian was also puzzled.

"I saw this in an ancient book. The Yi Jin Jing is for cultivating the meridians of the upper body, while the Shen Zu Jing is for cultivating the meridians of the lower body. Bodhidharma achieved the unity of man and nature through cultivation. The most important thing is that the Yi Jin Jing of Shaolin Temple needs to be in Sanskrit, not Chinese."

Zhuang Juxian was also puzzled.

“Why not Chinese?”

"I don't know about this either, because someone also obtained the Shenzu Sutra and Yijin Sutra back then, but this person only cultivated to the peak of the Grandmaster level."

The gentleman smiled mysteriously.

"Sir, are you sure that the Sanskrit version of Yi Jin Jing is in Shaolin Temple?"

"I'm not sure, but according to my information, there is a master at the peak of Grandmaster level in Shaolin Temple. I think the Yi Jin Jing must be in his hands!"

"What? Shaolin Temple has a master who is at the peak of the Grand Master level? If we come to provoke Shaolin, wouldn't that be courting death?"

Zhuang Juxian was so startled that he almost fell off his horse.

"Boss Zhuang, don't panic. As long as a top master shows up, we will uncover this shocking secret and learn from it in the midst of chaos. By then, it will be just a matter of time before the boss reaches the heavenly realm!"

The gentleman also gave some advice and directly dispelled Zhuang Juxian's idea of ​​retreating.

"Okay, then I'm relieved!"

As he said this, he continued to head towards Shaolin, and the mysterious gentleman also smiled slightly, but Zhuang Juxian did not notice it.

"Look, the Beggars' Sect has arrived. What a big scene! The one in the front is Zhuang Juxian. He has such a strong aura. He must be a master of the Grandmaster level!"

The martial artists around were also talking and talking, and Zhuang Juxian was also full of enthusiasm.

When Zhuang Juxian arrived at Mount Shaoshi, the abbots of various sects, especially Shaolin, Xuanci, had been waiting for a long time.

"Amitabha, our Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect have had a friendship for hundreds of years. I wonder what Master Zhuang's intention is in bringing people to our Shaolin?"

Xuan Ci took the lead.

"Xuan Ci, the two biggest gangs in the world today are Shaolin and Beggars' Sect. Today I want to see who is stronger. Since the people of the world are here to witness this, let's fight it out!"

Zhuang Juxian said arrogantly.

"Today, I will make it clear in front of all the heroes in the world, and let all the heroes in the world bear witness that it was not my Shaolin who provoked first, but the Beggars' Sect that acted unreasonably first!"

Xuan Ci also clasped his hands together and said.

"You're talking too much nonsense. If you want to fight, go ahead. We're just watching the show!"

The warriors around shouted while watching the fun.

Everyone was shouting at the same time, while Huang Shaolin was watching the scene with interest. Suddenly, he saw the masked man next to Zhuang Juxian.

"Ms. sir, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just feel that the masked man next to Zhuang Juxian is a little bit unusual. It seems to be more interesting!"

Huang Shaolin said indifferently, and Zhao Min beside him also said

"From the actions of the Beggars' Sect this time, their purpose is definitely not as simple as challenging Shaolin. There must be a bigger conspiracy. How about I go and find out?"

Huang Shaolin looked at Zhao Min with amusement and said

"Little girl, you want to use this opportunity to get in touch with my mediator, right? I don't know you very well."

As he said this, he tapped Zhao Min's forehead jokingly.

"I didn't, I just..."

"You just want to save your father, right?"

Zhao Min did see Feng Mei's news and the terrifying strength he possessed, so she was about to explain it, but was suddenly interrupted by Huang Shaolin.

"Don't worry, with this token, you can command the media of any country, but you can't interfere in the affairs of the martial arts world!"

As he said this, he threw a golden token to Zhao Min, who happily took it and put it in her arms.