"Ding! The host enters Master Huineng Cause and Effect and obtains 500 Cause and Effect Points!"

A system prompt sounded in Zhang Tianlin's mind, Zhang Tianlin's figure paused, and then continued to move forward with the empty little monk.

Nine hundred causal points, Zhang Tianlin said silently in his heart, and at the same time, Zhang Tianlin was a little puzzled, why did he get five hundred causal points when he entered the cause and effect of Master Huineng?

Could it be because of the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Array? A little inspiration flashed in Zhang Tianlin's mind, but after all, he couldn't deduce the specific reason because there was too little information, Zhang Tianlin couldn't help but sigh a little emotionally, wisdom, his own wisdom is still a little insufficient.

Zhang Tianlin and the little monk of empty silence probably walked a stick of incense, but in fact, the little monk of empty silence walked too slowly, after all, he was still young, so the distance was not too far.

In front of the Buddha hall, eighteen golden monks sit or stand or hold on a piece of hard earth that has been trampled on.

There were forty or fifty monks around, the small ones were about the same size as the empty little monks, and the big ones were only in their twenties, and it seemed that the old monks had no interest in watching these eighteen bronze formations.

However, once the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Formations are arranged, it will definitely attract many monks who are obsessed with martial arts to watch, which is also one of the few items in the temple that can do homework without being punished by the master, so good deeds will come to watch, and the onlookers will become larger and larger over time.

"Amitabha, empty news, haven't you been studying Arhat boxing recently and are close to the point of obsession? How can you have time to come here?" said to the fleshy little monk next to him, looking at that serious appearance, many older monks around him couldn't help but laugh.

"Hmph, Kongjian, your Vajra palm technique is not necessarily my opponent of Arhat Fist now, I have already practiced the 18th Arhat Fist to the 12th Style!" The empty little monk who even had the Arhat Fist said in a milky voice, and his tone was full of triumphant taste.

If Zhang Tianlin heard the word Kongjian, the corners of his mouth would twitch, because Kongjian Divine Monk is Cheng Kun, that is, Yuanzhen's master!

Seeing Kongwen's triumphant appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, "I don't know who was beaten all over the ground by me last time!"

"Then why don't we two try it now?!" said the little monk angrily, his little face flushed with anger.

Seeing that the two little monks were about to scuffle together, a big monk next to him couldn't help it, "Amitabha, empty sight, empty smell, your Buddhist scriptures have been read in vain, if you commit another offence of anger, you will be punished for copying the Fuxian Sutra thirty times!"

The faces of the little monk and the little monk turned pale all of a sudden, and they quickly shut up, not daring to say more.

"Zhiling, don't you think it's ridiculous that you, a warrior monk, still talk about greed, hatred, and ignorance?"

"Zhiwu, do you dare to say your words once in front of your uncle?!" Zhiling was not forgiving at all.

Monk Zhiwu snorted when he heard this, but he didn't say anything more.

At this moment, the empty little monk in the distance walked over with Zhang Tianlin, and the scene suddenly quieted down.

"It's actually Uncle Yuan Wu?" Monk Zhiwu's face changed.

The Zhiling monk on the side also had the same look, it should not be said that the expressions of the Zhiwu monk and the Zhiling monk changed, but the monks who were present had reached more than a hundred all had this expression.

Their expressions didn't fall at all, and they all fell in Zhang Tianlin's eyes, Zhang Tianlin couldn't help but be a little puzzled, what was going on?

In fact, what Zhang Tianlin didn't know was that Monk Yuan Wu was a famous figure in Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple now has a total of six generations of monks, the youngest generation is the empty word generation, and then up in turn is wisdom, yuan, wisdom, enlightenment, enlightenment, the holy monk of the "enlightenment" word generation is basically no longer born, the current abbot is the "Jue" word generation of the Jueyuan master.

Zhang Tianlin or Yuan Wu's master is the "Hui" generation of the master of the Hui difficulty, Master Hui is a legend, is the most natural genius in the Shaolin Temple, forty years old has been invincible in the temple, and has not received any disciples in his life, but it was in this year, Master Hui Nan went down the mountain and went up the mountain, brought back a little boy, and gave the little boy the name Yuan Wu, since then Master Hui Nan has a little more apprentice.

Yuan Wu monk was only eight years old when he went up the mountain, and he has been chopping wood and carrying water for ten years, the little doll is naturally active, and he sees that other peers are practicing martial arts, so he is doing some trivial odd jobs every day, of course Yuan Wu monk is unwilling, and he has complained to his master a few times, but unfortunately it has no effect, but was punished by Master Hui Nan for thinking about the wall for more than ten days.

Since then, Monk Yuan Wu has stopped mentioning this matter, a year, two years, three years have passed, Monk Yuan Wu seems to have become accustomed to what he does, every day is a person chopping wood and carrying water, these bits and pieces he did by himself almost covered the use of the whole temple, the only time to relax may be the time to discuss the Buddhist scriptures with the master, his heart is becoming more and more calm, the temple has become accustomed to such a taciturn little monk doing these things mechanically every day.

Ten years, Yuan Wu from a small monk to a little monk, one day Master Hui Nan found Yuan Wu monk, let him go down the mountain, Yuan Wu monk did not have any doubts and turned down the mountain, since then there has been a top master in the rivers and lakes in the first-class martial arts, this master calls himself Yuan Wu monk!

No one knows why Monk Yuan Wu only picked up water for ten years, and suddenly became a peerless master after chopping firewood for ten years.

One day, hundreds of Jianghu Demon Dao masters gathered to find Monk Yuanwu, because Monk Yuanwu had too many blood donations from Demon Dao masters, and they wanted to completely eradicate Monk Yuanwu today!

An earth-shattering bloody battle broke out, and hundreds of demon masters were not spared, and all died in the hands of Monk Yuanwu, but Monk Yuanwu also paid a painful price, that is, the muscles and veins were broken, and all the martial arts were lost.

"Do you understand?" an ethereal voice sounded in the ears of Monk Yuanwu, who was sitting in a pool of blood.

A middle-aged monk in a simple monk's robe stepped on blood, as if stepping on a blood-colored lotus flower, and walked over.

"Master, the disciple seems to understand. Monk Yuan Wu smiled, and blood flowed out of his open mouth, which looked very terrifying.

"It's good to understand, let's go back to the mountain as soon as possible. Master Hui Nan smiled.

"Hui Nan, you are finally willing to come down the mountain, you have to pay for the lives of the seventy-two demon sons of my Demon Sect!" A sharp voice sounded, and eighteen men in black robes surrounded him from all directions.

"Amitabha, today's fruits are all caused by the causes of the year, and the poor monk has come to pay for his life, but I am a bait, how can you be sure that those who died are fish?" Master Hui Nan actually grinned.

The man's face changed, "Do you know who has come here today?

"The leader of the Demon Sect asks the heavens, the three holy sons of the Demon Sect, the five kings of the Demon Sect, and the Eight Marquis are all here, the poor monk is not wrong, right?" Master Hui Nan folded his hands and said.

"Since you know that the top masters of my sect are here, then you also know your fate!" the man sneered.

Master Hui Nan shook his head, "Come out, Demon Calamity, the two masters of the Demon Sect Master, the Heavenly Demon Calamity, the Earth Demon Calamity, you should know that I am only afraid of the two of you." ”

Master Huinan's words made the eighteen people present shocked, and they didn't expect their biggest hole card to be debunked by Monk Huinan.

Two figures appeared not far away, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, but they were tall and fat, short and thin, and the short and thin figures were almost completely hidden under the tall and fat body, but the short and thin was the Heavenly Demon Calamity, the most terrifying Demon Dao giant!

And the one who is more than a foot tall is the junior brother of the Heavenly Demon Calamity, the Earth Demon Calamity, and his strength is just a line behind the Heavenly Demon Calamity.

"Guy, old man, I haven't seen you for ten years, and I miss it very much. The Heavenly Demon Plague smiled.

Master Hui Nan didn't say much, his footsteps flew directly into the air, flying towards the two, a battle that was several times more shocking than just now kicked off, the result was obvious, Master Hui Nan died, but he died after sending Yuan Wu back to the mountain in a coma, and the Demon Sect completely disappeared in the rivers and lakes, it is said that the two ancestors of the Demon Sect, the Heaven and Earth Demon Disaster was beaten by the Master Hui Nan and fell off the cliff, and fell to pieces, and the other eighteen top masters of the Demon Sect were all unscrewed off their heads by the Master Hui Nan, and a small Beijing Temple was built.

Monk Yuanwu, who returned to Shaolin Temple, personally put the relics of his master Master Hui Nan into the relic, and then resumed the things he did at the age of eight to eighteen, except for chopping wood and carrying water every day, he did not do anything, and did not participate in any activities in the temple, but the temple will always have the legend of their two masters and apprentices.

"Isn't Uncle Yuan Wu already in the absence of all his martial arts?!, why did he appear here to break through the Eighteen Bronze Man Array?!" Monk Zhiling did not wrinkle.

Monk Zhiwu gritted his teeth, "No, I'm going to stop Uncle Yuan Wushi, he doesn't have martial arts to break through the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, that is, he will be sent to death!"

There are not many people who think the same way as Monk Zhiwu, and it can even be said that they account for half of all the people here, so you can imagine how high the status of Monk Yuanwu is in the minds of these people.

Zhang Tianlin is now deaf and clear-sighted to a certain level, so all the whispers between everyone are heard by him, and even in his heart, he has roughly guessed what happened before.

Zhang Tianlin sighed, took two steps forward, took a deep breath, and the nine airways vibrate, sounding in everyone's ears like the sound of heaven, "Yuan Wujin wants to break into the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Formation, the disciples don't need to pay attention to this matter, if anything happens, I Yuan Wuwu has no strength to bear it!"

Zhang Tianlin's move is to tell everyone that he has made up his mind, and secondly, to tell them that he is not a person who has lost all his martial arts, but now his skills are very profound, you can rest assured!