Chapter 346 Just call me the sweeping monk?
This... what kind of surly behavior is this?
Even Azi, who had always flattered the monk father, was swallowing furiously and feeling fear.
You want to say that what he did was wrong. It is true that Xiao Feng swore not to help Qiao Sanhuai and his wife to avenge Xuan Ku. He is not as good as a pig or a dog, but he broke his oath first. But you want to say that what he did was right. This method... is so sinister that it is hard to accept.
Abi looked at his back and said in her heart that it was right, this is him, this is the empty monk.
When You Tanzhi saw that Xiao Feng's martial arts was completely useless, he was filled with hatred. He shouted "Xiao Feng, take your life" and slapped him with his palms. Unexpectedly, the master only used a slight cue to force him back to the ground from mid-air.
“Master?”
“Don’t worry, the most important thing for a family is to be in order.”
The most important thing for a family is to be in order? You Tanzhi didn't understand what this meant.
Chu Pingsheng walked forward step by step, and the remaining monks of the Xuan generation in Shaolin Temple stepped back step by step. The hand holding the stick broke out in a layer of cold sweat. Some people wanted to say something, but they felt as if their throats were covered with something. live.
At this moment, he paused, looked towards the temple gate and said: "Finally here..."
Finally here?
What finally came?
As if to answer these people's questions, I saw a monk wearing a gray monk's robe, with long white eyebrows and a slightly stooped walk walking towards the square on the mountain road leading from the temple gate.
At this moment, the gaze became a contagious plague, and more and more people followed his gaze.
The old monk looked very ordinary and his steps were not fast. However, the steps of the mountain path seemed to be retreating. He took more than ten feet in one step and arrived at the front square in just a few breaths.
The people on Mount Kailash, whose faces were full of pain, looked at Xuanji, who was relying on the support of his disciples to stay standing, and said, "Which eminent monk in the temple is this?"
"No... I don't know."
“Don’t know?”
At this time, the monk Hui, who was about thirty years old and had a slightly turned-up nose, said: “Uncle Master, he seems to be a literary monk in the backyard, Master Xuanmiao Seeing that he is older, he usually only arranges some tasks such as sweeping the floor and choosing vegetables.”
Xuanji was puzzled, what was a sweeping monk doing here? Just looking at the two steps the old monk took, he didn't look like a literary monk.
"Amitabha, God has the virtue of good life. On this Double Ninth Festival, I also hope that the donor will not commit murder again."
The old monk said as he walked, the people in front did not know Whether they were afraid of him or not, they all retreated and made way for them.
"Almsgiver Chu? Yes, Xuanci has just expelled me from the temple." Chu Pingsheng chuckled: "Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have advised me the same way back then. I have some friendship with him, so on this issue , we made a bet, and he lost in the end."
Zhang Sanfeng?
Who is Zhang Sanfeng?
Everyone became more and more confused.
"Amitabha." The old monk with white eyebrows said: "What happened back then has been revealed to the world, why did the donor of Chu go to the trouble of killing all of them?"
"Is it possible that he should be treated like a guest like you? ? He Xini? "
"Li Zhongke" everyone doesn't understand, He Xini, everyone understands.
"Donor Chu, since you have mastered the Yi Jin Jing, you can naturally see that Donor Murong and Donor Xiao are already deeply troubled. Even if they do nothing, they will not survive for a long time. Why are they so aggressive?"
Xiao Yuanshan was fighting with Wu Yazi and didn't hear what he said.
Murong Bo was standing nearby. When he heard what the white-browed old monk said, his face was a little ugly and a little angry. He didn't understand why he said this.
"Aggressive? I'm just giving an explanation to the world."
"In this case, we might as well hand over Xiao Donor and Murong Donor to Lao Na, and use the Buddha's teachings to save their violent nature. How about that? ?”
"You? Not qualified enough."
"Amitabha, in the opinion of the donor, who is qualified?"
"Ksitigarbha, probably."
Ksitigarbha?
This time even the sweeping monk was in a daze.
It took a moment for everyone to realize that the young monk was playing tricks on the old monk. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was in hell, and he had to go to hell before he could see him. In other words, Monk Kong insisted on sending Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo to hell.
"Almsgiver Chu...God has the virtue of a happy life..."
Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly, dust was growing under his feet, his body was like a ghost, he bullied Murong Bo.
The white-browed old monk also made dust under his feet, as if he had shrunk to an inch. The distance of several feet passed in a flash, and he raised his hand to grab Chu Pingsheng's back.
Xuanji remembered that Xiao Feng's palm was blocked before it even came close to Monk Kong, but the white-browed old monk's hand only paused for a moment before continuing to move forward.
This blow, which seemed to have no fireworks, actually broke Monk Kong’s body-protecting aura?
What is the origin of the old monk with white eyebrows?
Isn’t he a literary monk? Why is he more of a monk than a warrior monk?
Ordinary disciples of Qingcheng Sect, Taishan Sect, Qinglong Clan, Beggar Clan and other Jianghu gangs cannot see through the doorways here. Xuanci, Kurong, Murong Bo and others can still do it.
Li Qiushui's face hidden behind the veil changed color slightly. She did not expect that Shaolin Temple would hide such a peerless master. At the same time, she was also afraid. Two or three months ago in the Xixia Palace, Chu Pingsheng really did not lie to her. With his ability, Unless the army is mobilized to protect the royal city, Yelu Hongji will be the fate of her and her son now.
Others also had their own ideas, but they just flashed in their minds and disappeared. Because the white-browed old monk’s hand pressed down, the empty monk’s body suddenly disappeared, leaving an afterimage to be precise. , the white-browed old monk was shaken for a moment, and then his face changed. He was no longer as relaxed and free as before. He moved as fast as thunder, moved several feet, and appeared outside the battle group of Xiao Yuanshan and Wu Yazi, raising his robe sleeves violently. .
Bo.
A muffled sound.
Bai Hong’s palm power was shaken away.
The white-browed old monk continued to wave his sleeves, and the three sword energies coming from behind were also annihilated.
Just when everyone was dazzled, they felt the sky turn dark. They subconsciously looked up and saw that the person blocking the sunlight was a person.
Huh...
The howling wind surged up into the sky like a dragon sucking water. It condensed around the black shadow, enveloping it with energy and murderous intent, seeming to refract the light. Mottled, turned into a dragon.
Yes, it’s a dragon.
Flying dragon!
The flying dragon is in the sky.
Abi and Wang Yuyan had witnessed the battle between Monk Kong and Xiao Feng at Tianning Temple outside Wuxi City. At that time, his dragon subduing palm power vaguely transformed into a dragon head. At this moment, the dragon head was not only clear There are many, and even a pair of powerful claws are revealed, like a blue dragon coming out of the clouds, descending with infinite pressure.
The turbulence is raging, dust is spreading, and those who are so close can’t stand it. They bend down and lower their heads. Those with poor skills even fall to their knees with a thud. Their clothes are constantly beating against their bodies. Occasionally, the cold air blows away with the wind. When it passes through the skin, it hurts like a knife or needle.
Kurong and Shenshanren, who were suffering from internal injuries, each spat out a mouthful of blood, wishing they had not stayed away from the battle group.
Li Qiushui breathed through his legs before he could stabilize his figure. Fortunately, the veil was tied tightly, otherwise it would have been blown away long ago.
Xiao Feng also broke free from his emotions towards Yelu Hongji. He looked at the Dragon Transformation Palm in the distance with a bit of hatred and awe. No one knew the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms better than him. Naturally, he knew it very well. As for Monk Kong's palm, it would be difficult for him to catch all three of them together.
On the periphery of the battle group, those martial arts masters who had received hero invitations earlier and were determined to participate in the Shaolin Temple Conference and do their part to defeat the demon monk felt regretful. If they had known that Monk Kong was so powerful, it would have given them ten courages. Don't dare to act wild in front of him.
Even Azi, who has always regarded Monk Kong as the best in the world in martial arts, could not help but mutter to herself: "Is this still a human being..."
It seems that she also knows, The unparalleled holy monk, the heavenly holy king, etc. are all flattering, but after flattering, who knows why, it comes true?
Everyone's reaction seemed complicated. In fact, the whole process from the sixth-level charging of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to taking advantage of the momentum took less than two breaths.
Chu Pingsheng fell from the sky, and the white-browed old monk had no way to avoid it. He could only pull his face and use his power forcefully. He raised his arms flat, like a slowly rotating Tai Chi movement, and moved forward. It's like hugging or clamping, clamping the dragon's head.
Puff, puff, puff...
There were continuous explosions around the two of them, and the dust that was sucked up was blown away.
If you observe carefully, you can see a halo of light suspended in front of the white-browed old monk, which is composed of internal force and manifested by refracting sunlight. It keeps shrinking under his urging, and it seems to be turning into a tight hoop. To the phantom of the dragon's head, to subdue this cruel and murderous evil dragon descended from the sky.
"It's a circle of diamonds subduing demons, it's a circle of diamonds subduing demons..."
A monk of the Xuan generation who had not been deposed by Chu Pingsheng shouted in shock.
When Xuanci, Xuanji and other Shaolin monks heard about it, their expressions changed drastically.
The Diamond Subduing Demon Circle is one of the top formations among the seventy-two stunts. Its power is no less than that of the Arhat Formation, but the number of people required is only three. Unexpectedly, the white-browed old monk in front of me actually defeated the King Kong Demon. The circle formation method is integrated into the fist and palm skills, which is really shocking.
(End of this chapter)