The disciples of Lingji Temple are currently divided into three generations, and all the monks of the Yuanzi generation are the highest class.

The second is the Sizi generation, which can be regarded as the backbone of the temple.

Under the word generation, it is the "net" word generation.

However, the monks who start with the word "net" are only ten fingers up and down in the temple at present, and they are just some small beans who have just entered the temple and learned rough kung fu.

Even Yuancheng himself couldn't help Ye Qing's soul, and he expected these disciples of the Sizi generation and the Jingzi generation to play, isn't that self-inflicted?

For a while, Yuancheng didn't know how to explain to Yuanjue, let alone how to arrange, so he stood still and couldn't make a sound.

"Yuancheng, what are you waiting for, could it be that you have something unspeakable that you can't hide?"

Seeing this, Yuan Jue frowned slightly, and asked out loud.

"Senior Brother Abbot, this ......"

Yuan Cheng secretly complained in his heart, and peeked at Ye Qingsoul, only to see that he looked at himself with the appearance of an old god, looking at himself gloatingly, as if he had gained insight into his own suffering.

Sure enough, the next moment, I only heard Ye Qingsoul smile and said: "Master Yuanjue, this junior brother of yours has just fought with me, I'm afraid he already knows in his heart that up and down your Lingji Temple, there is no monk who can stop me, so it's hard to speak!"

When Yuan Jue heard this, his face suddenly sank, and he looked at Yuan Cheng and said, "Yuan Cheng, do you really think so?"

"Nonsense!"

Yuan Cheng's eyes widened, glared at Ye Qingsoul angrily, and hurriedly said, "You...... Although you have some skills, but, it won't make my entire Lingji Temple helpless!"

"At least in our Yuanzi generation, you are not necessarily Senior Brother Yuanzhen, Senior Brother Yuanjue's opponent, how dare you make a big statement here?"

When Ye Qingsoul heard this, he didn't feel annoyed, but instead smiled and said, "So you admit that in the entire Lingji Temple, except for Yuanjue and Yuanzhen, no one else is my opponent......?

"I didn't say that!"

Yuan Cheng's face changed again, and he was about to speak, when he heard Yuan Jue say coldly: "Enough! Since you have already fought with him and lost, then you don't interfere in this matter anymore, I will arrange it myself!"

Obviously, he couldn't stand Ye Qingsoul's incessant use of words to play Yuancheng here.

Yuancheng's face froze, so he had to shut his mouth stupidly, and then retreated without saying a word, his eyes staring at his toes, and endless anger was nowhere to be dispatched.

I only heard Yuan Jue continue: "No matter what, the monks of my Lingji Temple have no reason to surrender without a fight. ”

"Yuancheng said that you are invincible among the disciples of the Si and Jingzi generations, but I don't believe it, everything must be fought before you can see it. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the monks who had just escorted Liu Hongyan and Xiaoyu, and ordered: "Sijing, you and a few senior brothers will form an arhat formation and come to fight with this benefactor!"

"Yes!"

Na Sijing was pointed out by the abbot, and his face immediately showed excitement, and he nodded his head without hesitation, and immediately took a step forward, looking at Ye Qingsoul, and a powerful battle intent erupted in his eyes.

In addition to the fighting spirit, there is also a color of hatred.

Ye Qingsoul was inexplicably looked at by him, and couldn't help asking: "This little monk, dare to ask me when I offended you, why do you want to look at me?"

Hearing his words, everyone immediately rolled their eyes in unison, and said in their hearts, You don't seem to have thought about it, but you dare to call people a little monk, and you really don't know how thick the sky is.

Even if the martial arts are all the way, the one who reaches it comes first, and before he has fought before, there is no such reason.

Si Jing was slightly stunned, obviously he was also a little angry by his title, but he was well cultivated, took a deep breath, and sneered: "You may not have offended me, but your friends have offended me a lot!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Xiao Yu, who was standing innocently on the side, and continued: "This person, a dignified big man, saw us, first deliberately made a false sound, provoking my junior brother to be distracted, and then immediately launched a thunderous blow. ”

"That huge force directly beat my junior brother to the point of breaking his ribs on the spot, such a villain, it is really hateful!"

"Since you're in league with them, it's not a good thing!"

Hearing this, the expression on Ye Qingsoul's face was not to mention how strange it was.

And Liu Hongyan on the side was also trembling slightly, obviously holding back her laughter and feeling uncomfortable.

Xiaoyu was the only one, with a look of grievance on her face, and couldn't help but say, "People ...... Besides, I didn't use any force at all just now, it was your junior brother who couldn't help but beat ......."

"You still dare to talk nonsense!"

Si Jing turned his head sharply and glared at her, obviously unwilling to believe half a word she said.

"Although I grew up in a temple, it's not like I've never seen a woman! A man as thick and strong as you is, even among men, is rare, how can you be a woman? Am I really stupid?"

"I'm afraid that after you know the truth, you will really feel like a fool......"

Ye Qingsoul muttered silently in his heart, glanced at Sijing sympathetically, shrugged his shoulders, and sincerely suggested: "Regarding this matter, I hope you had better not delve into it." ”

"Since you think she's a man, then be so! Otherwise, you may not be able to accept this reality......

Si Jing heard it in a fog, and immediately didn't argue with Ye Qingsoul, he snorted coldly directly, and shouted: "Senior brothers and junior brothers, form a formation together, capture this kid, and come to correct the prestige of my Lingji Temple!"

"Good!"

As soon as the words fell, the dozen or so monks immediately took action, forming a complex formation, all with extraordinary momentum, staring coldly at Ye Qing's soul, like an arhat descending to earth.

"I have heard that the Arhat Formation of Shaolin is extraordinary, but I didn't expect to be fortunate to be able to learn it here today. ”

Ye Qingsoul's eyes lit up slightly, not only was he not afraid, but he showed a smile of excitement.

Just now, the fight with Yuancheng was actually not very pleasant, and before a few hits in total, the matter was already a big one, and Ye Qingsoul was not happy, and it was a rare opportunity at this moment.

"I hope you can hold on a little longer, so that I can finish my warm-up, but don't let me down!"

Ye Qingsoul looked at Si Jing and his party with a smile and lightly hooked his fingers.

"Arrogance!"

Seeing this scene, Si Jing was instantly furious, and when he stretched out his hand, Gao shouted: "Disperse!"

In an instant, only to hear the hula, all the monks scattered violently, and surrounded Ye Qing's soul,

There were three rounds, three people in the first round, five people in the second circle, and seven people in the third circle.