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In Shaolin Temple, the Daxiong Hall, many Shaolin chiefs and elders in yellow robes and red cassocks stand erect.
Kong Wen, with white eyebrows like snow and a long face, held a nine-ringed tin staff, looked up to the west, and sighed: "Amitabha Buddha, who is greedy for sweat and has the Buddha's light in this world. The Buddha's inheritance cannot fall into the hands of heretics. The old man can only walk in the world of mortals again."
His face was pale gold, his aura was restrained, he looked ordinary, he looked around and said, "Wusi, please invite Junior Brother Konghui to enter the stupa on the back mountain and guard the 'Ananda Knife'."
It is said to be a guard, but in fact, Kong Hui, who guards the Sutra Pavilion, is in charge of the divine soldiers to suppress the sect.
Wu Si is the first seat in the Bodhi Court, shaped like a dead tree, with beard and hair falling down: "Master, the master plan of the divine palm is of great importance, and you should not take it lightly. Please also bring your divine soldiers, so as not to be taken advantage of by the great Asura and others."
Kong Wen shook his head with a smile: "I gain my fate, but lose my life. There is no need to put the mountain gate in danger. Wang's mind is unpredictable, so we should be more careful."
Between the words, he seemed to be quite confident about the upcoming battle of the Dharma Body, and he deserved to be the third in the heaven list, who had once sealed or killed an expert with the Dharma Body!
"Amitabha, the disciple respectfully obeys the teacher's order." Wu Si Jian Kong Wen made up his mind and did not persuade him any further.
Kong Wen whispered a Buddha's name: "There are many people who are useless in this matter. Kong sees junior brother and nephew Wujing. You follow this old monk."
Although he only named two people, this is more than 20% of Shaolin's high-level combat power!
?Except for the dharma body of Kongwen, Shaolin is among the top forces in the world, and the number of masters can also be ranked in the top three, and outsiders estimate at least seven!
Among them, there are six well-known ones in the world, the Sutra Pavilion is Konghui, the first Bodhidharma courtyard is empty view, the Bodhi courtyard is the first Wusi, the precepts courtyard is the first Wujing, Bodhidharma is old and innocent, Bodhi is old Xuanbei, and the other It is suspected that there is an eminent monk of the Kongzi generation who has long faced the wall and practiced dry meditation.
And Kongjian is the pinnacle of location, Wujing also has eight layers of heaven, which is better than ordinary masters, Kongwen is obviously more expensive than the elite!
"Amitabha, Uncle Wujing is the head of the precepts hall. It is related to the purity of this temple. He should stay in the temple. Master, let your disciples accompany you." Xuan Bei stood up.
He was tantamount to hearing about it personally, so he took the initiative to invite Ying.
However, the reason is correct, as the first seat of the Discipline Academy, it is obvious that it should stay in the temple unless there is no one to send.
Kong Wen waved his hand: "You have regrets in the entrance, and your foundation is not stable, so you need to retreat more to find a chance for nirvana and rebirth. Wusi will help Junior Brother Kong Hui to manage the affairs of the temple. The other chief elders are not as good as Wu Jing's nephew. Hehe, it doesn't matter if you have the chief seat or not, if you care about discipline and don't care about people."
He made a decision with one word, and Xuan Bei could only accept it.
"It will be some time before the birth of God's Palm. Let's go slowly and watch the changes first, so as not to be controlled by others." Kong Wen glanced at the first space of the Bodhidharma Academy and the first Wujing of the Precepts Academy.
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In a certain ancient tomb full of eerie and dead silence.
A man surrounded by blood-yellow death mist stood respectfully in front of a huge coffin.
This coffin is two feet long and wide enough for one person. It is dark in color and looks extremely heavy. It is carved with patterns of Yin Cao Di Fu and Jiu You Huang Quan.
A green lamp was placed at the end of the coffin. The body of the lamp was old and full of mottled spots. The flames were like beans, and the green lamp was terrifying.
"Sovereign, the target has been dispatched." The man surrounded by blood-yellow dead mist said respectfully.
An indifferent and majestic voice came from inside the coffin: "According to the plan."
There seems to be the sound of running water in the words.
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There is a touch of burnout between the eyebrows of "Ten Sweethearts", which arouses curiosity and love, and has a unique charm.
He looked at Jiang Zhiwei's hand holding the sword, and a sincere smile appeared in his exhaustion: "Girl's hands are white and strong, and they are not delicate in their delicate appearance. Watching hands is like watching people, and girls should do the same. Why don't you join the poor monk in joy?" Zen, enjoy the bliss in the world, and realize the supreme way?"
His voice is full of magnetism, whispering, and talking, making people feel like soaking in a hot spring, with endless comfort and relaxation, and his mind is a little dazed.
Jiang Zhiwei also felt the same way, but immediately came to his senses, he was still far behind Xuannv's "mortal world"!
"The Sweetheart of Ten Hearts" saw Jiang Zhiwei standing blankly in mid-air, as if captured by his bewildering Zen voice, the smile on his face became wider, and he flew over, still saying: "Ten are born with yin and yang, and people are divided into men and women"
After seeing the "Sweetheart of Ten Hearts", Xue Lengzhao felt as if he had been hit by a body-holding spell, his whole body trembled, his strength seemed to disappear, and he couldn't escape. She couldn't help but speak, trying to wake up,A body sword move? "Sweetheart of Ten Hearts realized just how outstanding Jiang Zhiwei's talent in swordsmanship was, but thinking that such an outstanding woman would submit to him, his desire became even more intense!
It doesn't matter if you cut all the changes and eliminate the future! I will head-to-head and overwhelm people with my realm!
Behind the ten-heart sweetheart, the golden Buddha recited Zen sounds in a low voice, and the lotus blossoms emerged out of thin air. The right palm was raised and slapped again. There were not many changes, but the power made the sky shake!
Rejoice in the power of the Buddha's original vow!
when! Jiang Zhiwei blocked the palm again with "Break the Future", but her mouth and nose were bleeding, obviously suffering from internal injuries.
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After finalizing the details with Immortal Yunhe, Meng Qi counted the time, walked to the door, pushed it, and found that the door was motionless.
According to the agreed time, it was time for Jiang Zhiwei to take the Vientiane Gate out of the mustard ring!
Did something happen outside?
Meng Qi's heart moved, and he took a look at Master Yunhe. The acupoints all over his body were opened, and the golden crow, the stars, and the sun appeared, and then returned to the heavens. The heavens went back to the past and condensed into chaos!
Naturally, he came to see Master Yunhe as Su Meng himself!
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when! when! when!
The sound of palms and swords colliding resounded in the air, Jiang Zhiwei flew upside down again and again, and blood flowed out from all seven orifices. Facing the power of Dharma and a little blessing of Dharma, it was very difficult for the ten-hearted sweetheart to defend.
? Seeing that she was eager to fail, the sweetheart of ten hearts was worried that the top master of Xijiange would return, so she shook the void secretly, and sent a voice transmission to Xue Lengzhao: "Zhaoer, what are you still doing? Why don't you come to help the poor monk?"
Xue Lengzhao made a clever move, subconsciously shook his head, but the long sword was pointed at his sweetheart instead.
During the strong attack by the ten-hearted sweetheart with the "Power of Joyful Buddha's Original Vow", the spirit spread across her body and swept across her body.
Immediately, Xue Lengzhao's whole body went numb and weak, his mind was muddled, and seeing the indifferent and ruthless eyes of the sweetheart of ten hearts, he could no longer resist, recalling all the joys and pains in the past, turned around, and was about to flank Jiang Zhiwei.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Zhiwei stopped being brave, took out something from the mustard seed ring, and threw it at the ten-hearted sweetheart!
Sure enough, there is a secret treasure! The Ten-hearted Venerable had been on guard for a long time, the sound of the Buddha's chanting became more obscene, the light spots entwined, the arms became extremely thick, and he slapped this object with the most powerful and powerful force!
Rectangular, engraved with many patterns, this, this is actually a door!
Although the ten-heart sweetheart is well-informed, he has never seen a door used as a secret treasure!
Could it be defensive?
boom! The golden Buddha statue and the hands of the ten-hearted Master hit the gate.
With a creak, the door opened, and the Ten Hearts Sweetheart only felt that the palms were empty, and they disappeared without a trace!
At this moment, he saw a knife light shining, cutting through the darkness, cutting through the chaos, cutting through everything, and the world began from this!
What a terrible knife!
He was about to turn to rejoice in the Buddha's Dharma, but found that he seemed to be entangled in shackles and could not move.
how so?
how so!
The light of the knife came to the body, from head to toe, the layers of light shining could not be stopped, the eyes of the sweetheart of ten hearts were wide open, I couldn't believe there would be such a change!
Crack, the two corpses fell into the dust with blood all over their bodies.
Xue Lengzhao froze on the spot, watching the ground turned into two pieces of her sweetheart, like falling into a dream.
Let yourself be unable to get rid of, the horrible demon that dare not get rid of, just die like this?
Allowing myself to be shrouded in shadows all the time, the terrible demon who often had nightmares just died like this?
The death is not vigorous at all, it is difficult and tortuous
She looked up, and saw a long knife shrouded in blue lightning, with blood dotted on it, which quickly scorched and dissipated.
Looking further up, she saw a handsome and masculine young man. He was posing, rubbing his chin, looking at the corpse with his eyes open below in doubt, and asked the opposite woman:
"Who is this monk? It feels quite strong." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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