Chapter 166: Gaining momentum to climb the mountain, Lion Roar breaks the momentum (second update! Please subscribe! Please give me monthly tickets!)

After staying in Lingjiu Palace for several days, Zhang Jun embarked on his journey again, with his goal: Shaolin Temple. From Lingjiu Palace to Shaoshi Mountain, Shaolin Temple, for half a month, when Zhang Jun came to this Shaoshi Mountain, he watched the scene in the Great Hall.

1154 steps, Zhang Jun slowly climbed up the steps, each step was as light as a feather, as if riding the wind, falling step by step without any sound, but under this temperament of an immortal, each step seemed like a mountain moving. Although there was no sound at all, the ground was slightly shaken. The two strange characteristics of light as feathers and heavy as feathers were actually merged between Zhang Jun's steps. At this strange pace, the towering gate of Shaolin Temple finally appeared in front of Zhang Jun.

An old monk wearing a cassock at the mountain gate had already stood under the mountain gate for a long time, and the eighteen monks behind him stood suddenly, looking at Zhang Jun, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he was still an acquaintance. Zhang Junyuan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this old monk. Who knew that it was the old monk Xuansheng. When he broke into Shaolin Temple, he was almost hit by his palm and moved his inner organs. He tried his best to resolve his palm power.

"Young hero is very skilled in martial arts, I don't know why I came to Shaolin Temple?" Xuansheng used his internal force to transmit the voice from a distance. Originally, Xuansheng was practicing in the Bodhi Courtyard, but suddenly he felt strange vibrations coming from the ground, making it impossible for him to practice at all.

The abbot also asked him to go out to welcome a distinguished guest, so Xuansheng came out and happened to see Zhang Jun step by step up the mountain gate step by step. Every step down, a fluctuation came from the soles of his feet. The fluctuation was not strong, but the stronger the martial arts skills, the more people could feel it. Ordinary people didn't feel it at all. This was Zhang Jun's post to worship the mountain.

Zhang Jun slowly walked up, step by step, and as Zhang Jun continued to move forward, the frequency of his steps was constantly adjusted to an almost insensitive level. At first, Zhang Jun just wanted to intimidate Shaolin Temple and then suppress the morale of Shaolin Temple. In this way, at the beginning, he could have an advantage in momentum and mentality for the people in Shaolin Temple, and suppress the momentum of Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years from its momentum and mentality.

But who knew that when Zhang Jun reached the middle of the mountain, as he stepped out every step, the vibrations that kept echoing on the entire Shaoshi Mountain made Zhang Jun feel a little bit of a sense of matching with the mountains. At first, the ethereal steps slowly became heavy, but later, as every step taken by his body, it seemed as if he was carrying a heavy mountain.

But among the nineteen people including Xuansheng, there was another feeling. Xuansheng felt the most deeply, and his skills were far beyond the abilities of the eighteen Arhats behind him. It was precisely because of this that when Zhang Jun's connection with the entire mountain became deeper and deeper, in Xuansheng's eyes, Zhang Jun's figure became bigger and bigger, and a strange feeling permeated his heart, as if as Zhang Jun stepped forward step by step, his body really turned into a giant mountain. Every step forward, a feeling of heavy as a mountain, shaking the earth and shaking the mountain entered the hearts, as if a heavy hammer kept hitting his mind, making him dizzy.

Gradually, as Zhang Jun got closer and closer, not only Xuansheng, the person with the highest skill, but also the Eighteen Arhats, felt his heart rushing behind him, and the fluctuations on the ground were exactly consistent with the frequency of his heartbeat. Then his heartbeat was even more pounding, either fast or slow, and unknowingly, his heartbeat had been mastered by Zhang Jun, and his skills were fully utilized to fight.

However, as Zhang Jun pressed step by step, he became more and more immersed in the feeling of transforming into the Three Mountains and Five Mountains. In the dark, the belief condensed in Zhang Jun's mind seemed to be affected by gravity and slowly settled down. He felt the towering majesty and extremely kind tolerance of the mountains under his feet. He slowly washed away the murderous aura and hostility accumulated in the long-term killing. However, this heavy aura completely included these murderous auras, making Zhang Jun feel a mother-like warm breath that made him fascinated.

This is the vitality of earth, this is the love of the earth, and this is the majesty of the mountains. Zhang Jun truly felt the breath of earth in the five elements. What is earth? What is the five elements? Gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Zhang Jun murmured himself and asked himself, immersed in his mind. The power of gold, wood, water, fire and earth is the power of the five elements. For any Chinese, it can be said that even a three-year-old child knows common sense. The five elements can be mutually reborn and restrained. How to reborn and restrain each other, I am afraid anyone will say that water can extinguish fire, wood produces fire, but in fact, Zhang Jun realized how superficial his thoughts were before.

What is gold, wood, water, fire and earth? This is just a visual statement that allows the world to be simple and clear. The so-called five elements are a state, a situation, and a development trend of everything. In terms of earth, Zhang Jun felt a heavy breath as thick as a mountain and a towering mountain, and it was like spring coming to the earth, nourishing the vitality that is nurtured by all things.

If you really want to say a feeling, it is to condense in depth, consolidate all things in the towering state, and nurture the people in the thick and thick, as if the deepest darkness gives people an extremely peaceful feeling. This is the attribute of the earth, a situation in the process of the change of all things, a situation in which all things are in, rather than the literal meaning of a handful of loess.

Zhang Jun was immersed in it, but Xuansheng and the Eighteen Arhats were in trouble. Now the heartbeats of several people have been beating completely as Zhang Jun stepped out step by step. The Eighteen Arhats lacked their skills and their heartbeats were already completely consistent. Only Xuansheng is still using his skills to fight each other. However, even so, Xuansheng is still blushing and red. Like the Eighteen Arhats, he put his hands together, and the blue veins on his forehead storm like an earthworm, which is very terrifying.

Seeing that the heart would burst and die if it continued, Xuansheng immediately made up his mind, sat in a horse stance, took a breath, and seemed to have all the spirit of swallowing everything. Xuansheng's seemingly thin body suddenly swelled, especially his chest, which suddenly swelled a foot high. Then Xuansheng's neck swelled more like rubber, as if he had stuffed a basketball in it. The basketball gradually rose up from his chest and throat, rising little by little, and slowly entered his mouth.

At this time, Xuansheng's face had become completely purple. The blue veins on his neck were tangled together like steel wires, intertwined, and a fishy and sweet smell rushed into his mouth. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a ripples of space visible to the naked eye came out of his mouth.

"Roar!" A powerful and violent lion roar like the sea suddenly spit out from Xuansheng's mouth. After Xuansheng made this lion roar, the eighteen arhats behind him suddenly felt their hearts relaxed, as if the huge stone pressed on their heart suddenly fell to the ground, and their body suddenly felt relaxed, and their skills resumed their energy.

In the ears of the Eighteen Arhats, this sound was just the most ordinary shout, but in Zhang Jun's ears, this sound was like a mountain collapse, like a crack in the earth, like a tsunami surging in the sky, like a thunder rolling in the sky, shaking the soul, breaking the brain and shattering the internal organs, only at ease. The stone steps above the level of stones were also swept away under the sound waves, turning into a rolling wave and rushing down the mountain.

The sound waves swept through Zhang Jun, and a faint outline of true energy outside Zhang Jun's body appeared. The bell-shaped outline of true energy spontaneously blocked the sound wave of the lion roar, but the long-lasting momentum between Zhang Jun and the mountain was interrupted.

Zhang Jun also recovered from this state of immersion in his mind and suddenly looked at Xuansheng and others in front of him. At this time, a trace of blood inevitably overflowed from the corner of Xuansheng's mouth. He forced the lion roar skills just now. Although it broke Zhang Jun's power, it still damaged the meridians of the heart and lungs.

"So it's you!? The evil god of Rakshasa?" Xuansheng recognized Zhang Jun's golden bell cover at a glance. It was the authentic Shaolin golden bell cover martial arts. His skills reached the ninth level that could not be learned from the outside world. So he immediately remembered the person who was beaten away by his palm that night. Not only did he stole the Yijin Jing.

Now that Zhang Jun fought with him, Xuansheng suddenly reminded him of the situation that night, but Xuansheng did not expect that the person who was almost beaten to death by his palm that night had improved his skills to such a state in just a few months. However, Xuansheng was not a fool after all, and his wisdom was definitely very good. When he thought about the Yi Jin Jing sent back by Xiao Feng a few months ago and a unique skill called the Immortal Golden Body, he immediately thought that he had practiced the Yi Jin Jing.

"I didn't expect that the master still remembers me. I am really flattered!" Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said to Xuansheng like an old friend.

Xuansheng looked unstable. Looking at Zhang Jun walking up front, there were actually some differences in Zhang Jun's handling in Shaolin Temple. On the one hand, it was said that Zhang Jun stole the Shaolin treasure scriptures and must be severely punished; on the other hand, it was said that this person exchanged the Yi Jin Jing, and even discovered the real Yi Jin Jing's unique knowledge, and added a unique skill of no less than the 72 Shaolin skills, which was enough to show that the man had sincere apology. So at this time, Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci was finally in a dilemma and had to make a decision. On the one hand, there was a wanted order for the martial arts world, and on the other hand, it did not allow Shaolin disciples to participate in the pursuit. This not only protected Shaolin's face, but also let Zhang Jun go.

However, Xuansheng, Xuanci and others never dreamed that Zhang Jun would have a brave day and rushed to Shaolin Temple from the main entrance. So at this time, he was unsure of what to do with Zhang Jun, whether to capture him or wait for the abbot's order before taking action.

"What? The Shaolin monks are afraid that I will overturn Shaolin Temple, so I won't even ask for a seat?" Zhang Jun smiled and looked at Xuansheng. This time he entered Shaolin Temple to negotiate with Shaolin Temple on an equal position. If he was at the beginning, it would be difficult to be taken seriously by these bald donkeys. At that time, everyone would have to ordain themselves and become monks and stay. After all, Zhang Jun himself was pregnant with the Shaolin treasure Yijin Jing.

Similarly, Zhang Jun continued to build momentum during the process of going up the mountain, so that the entire Shaolin Temple could notice his strength and dare not take action easily. Even if it was not good for him, he had to consider whether his teeth would be broken.

Sure enough, after Zhang Jun finished speaking, a breeze came into Xuansheng's ears. Xuanci sent a sound to Xuansheng with his true energy thousands of miles away. Xuansheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and then closed his hands at Zhang Jun and said, "Amitabha, since the donor is willing to come to my Shaolin to sit, I will certainly welcome you. Please!"

After saying that, the eighteen Arhats behind him lined up in two rows. Xuansheng reached out to lead him in the middle. Seeing this, Zhang Jun quickly stepped forward and easily came to Xuansheng and said, "Please!"
Chapter completed!