Chapter 491: : Martial arts tower

No one at the scene went to tell the truth about Dragon Girl's lie, and avoided her embarrassment.
Fang Bai turned his gaze from Dragon Girl to Long Jingtian. After looking at Long Jingtian a few times, he said politely: "This old man turned out to be the grandfather of Captain Long. I heard Captain Long mentioned the old man before. Da Ming, when I saw you today, he was well-deserved. Disrespect! Disrespect!"
When Fang Bai joined "Dragon Guard", he knew that Dragon Girl's grandfather was named Long Jingtian, the current leader of the legendary "Dragon Guard", but he had never met Long Jingtian.
On the way to Shaolin, Fang Bai released his spiritual knowledge and discovered that the Dragon Girl and a heavenly martial artist were following his master and apprentice. Although he guessed that the heavenly martial artist might also be a member of the "Dragon Guard," he didn't know it would be. Long Jingtian came personally.
Youlong Jingtian, a heavenly warrior who sits in town, can deter many lawbreakers. No wonder the mysterious and powerful Chinese "Dragon Guard" is hailed as the "Guardian of China" by warriors in the ancient martial world.
It was also the first time that Long Jingtian saw Fang Bai. Those sophisticated eyes shone brightly. He looked at Fang Bai with interest, and the more he looked at him, the more he was surprised.
In Long Jingtian’s eyes, Fang Bai had a demeanor of being aloof, above the commonplace, and unobtrusive. Looking at the entire Chinese world of secular and ancient martial arts, those who can do this, including him, Long Jingtian, also But just a few people.
What makes Long Jingtian even more surprised is that Fang Bai clearly only has the first level cultivation base, but no matter how he exerts pressure on him, he will not be affected at all. "Let you be beaten by the wind and waves, I will not The trend of moving.
It's incredible that a mere pre-level warrior can withstand the pressure of a heavenly warrior.
This Fang Bai either had hidden his own strength, and his true cultivation base was higher than his own.
Either they have cultivated extremely powerful techniques and possess the ability to leapfrog.
Long Jingtian was more inclined to the latter in his heart, otherwise the existence of a twenty-year-old who had surpassed his strength would be too unacceptable and unheard of.
"Four benefactors, please go to the Houshan Tallinn to give a comment, my brother Xuan Nan is already waiting!"
Long Jingtian had countless questions in his heart. He wanted to hold Fang Bai and asked carefully to understand, but was interrupted by the sound of the sweeping monk Xuanku.
"Well, then go meet Master Xuan Nan together!"
Long Jingtian knew that this was not a suitable place to speak, so he decided to have a careful chat with Fang Bai after he left Shaolin.
"Seven of you, come here too!"
Xuanku looked at his abbot Jueren, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Jueyi, the elder of the Bodhidharma Academy, Juezhi, the elder of the Prajna Hall, Juexin, the elder of the Arhat Hall, the elder of the Discipline Hall Juecong, and the elder of the Zhiketang The seven old Shaolin monks, Jue Ming, said lightly.
"Yes."
The seven veteran monks including Juoren responded with joy in their hearts.
They already know that Xuan Nan is a heavenly martial artist, and if they go to Tallinn, if they are lucky enough to get Xuan Nan's advice, they will be infinitely useful in their lifetime.
Right now, Xuan Ku was leading the way, Fang Bai and Long Jingtian walked side by side, Guishou and Dragon Girl followed closely, and the seven elders including Juoren followed, walking towards the Houshan Tallinn.
Shaolin's Tallinn is composed of hundreds of large and small tower-shaped buildings, mainly masonry, with high and low heights, scattered and different shapes.
There are tomb towers in which the corpses of high-ranking monks of past dynasties are placed in Tallinn, and there is also a practice tower for monks to practice in retreat. It is a forbidden place in Shaolin, and ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter.
The most conspicuous thing in Tallinn is the nine-story pagoda in the center. The nine-story pagoda is built on the highest top of the terrain, which looks solemn and simple, full of vicissitudes of life.
Standing under the nine-story pagoda, you will feel a kind of heavy pressure like a mountain. Those who are a little weaker will not be able to breathe under this kind of pressure, and they can only be avoided if they are far away.
The gate of the nine-story pagoda was originally locked and closed, but at the moment it was hidden, and it was unknown who opened it.
When Fang Bai, Guishou, Long Jingtian, Dragon Girl, Xuanku, Juoren and other twelve people came to the nine-story pagoda, Xuanku said with a solemn expression: "This nine-story pagoda is called the Martial Dao Pagoda. In the meantime, we store the strongest inheritance of my Shaolin technique. Only Shaolin disciples who have reached the level of territorial perfection and are expected to break through the realm of heaven can learn about cultivation..."
When Xuanku said this, he shook his head and sighed, and continued: "Unfortunately, since Brother Xuannan, no disciple of Shaolin has been able to enter the tower for nearly a hundred years. Central guard..."
Seeing Xuanku's eyes swept over them, Juoren and the seven old monks couldn't help feeling ashamed with disappointment in their eyes.
In the past hundred years, Shaolin disciples have gone through generations after generations. Not to mention the prefecture-level Consummation, even the prefecture-level high-level ones are rarely seen, and they are indeed too disappointing.
In the generation of Jueren, the strongest monk is also the middle-ranking monk of Juoren.
And Juoren's age has reached sixty years, and it is almost impossible for him to advance to the territorial level of Consummation in his lifetime and enter the nine-story tower to learn about cultivation.
"Xuanku, the distinguished guest has arrived, why don't you invite them into the tower?"
Xuan Ku wanted to say something more, suddenly an old and deep voice came from a long time, echoing in the ears of everyone under the tower.
"Yes, brother! Donors, please follow me into the tower!"
Xuan Ku replied, making a gesture of please to Long Jingtian and Fang Bai and the others, and then he led the way in front of him. Fang Bai and Long Jingtian were still behind, and the others followed in turn and filed into the tower.
This "Budo Tower" has gone through thousands of years. Under the erosion of wind and rain, it looks very old in appearance, but the tower is clean and almost spotless.
"The'Martial Arts Pagoda' is the holy place for my Shaolin cultivation. Since it was built, someone has been responsible for it. After Brother Xuan Nan entered the pagoda for enlightenment and practice, I took the task of cleaning, and I cleaned it every morning and evening. Brother Nan’s daily life. Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye, it’s been decades..."
Xuan Ku said with emotion as he walked.
Everyone was listening attentively to Xuan Ku's words, but Fang Bai's divine consciousness had already dispersed and reached the ninth floor of the top of the tower.
In the space on the ninth floor, there is only one bookcase and one old monk.
There are several ancient books that have turned yellow in the bookcase. Obviously, they are very old. From the literal meaning of the cover of the ancient books, it can be understood that these are some of Shaolin's martial arts inheritance.
The old monk sat cross-legged on a futon, described as haggard, long beard and eyebrows, and he looked older than the sweeping monk Xuanku.
Although the old monk had reduced his martial arts aura, Fang Bai could still sense his cultivation.
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