"The two donors, please come with me, the abbot is already waiting for the two of them in the Shao* Courtyard. ”

"You hand over my Brother Ye Tian!" Xiaopang and Ercang took out their lighters and said gloomily: "Otherwise, we will burn your Shaolin even if we fight for our lives!"

The Zhike monk bowed slightly, and said in a voice without any waves: "The two donors are young and righteous, and he will become a great weapon one day." The abbot asked me to pick them up, that is, to let them go to see the injured little benefactor. ”

"Really?"

"Monks don't speak. ”

"Take us quickly!" The second artillery and Xiaopang hurriedly followed behind the monk who knew the guest, and the second artillery turned around and said to Zhang Yizhong, who was also going to follow up: "Uncle Zhang, these monks are too insidious, you better stay outside." In case we are also detained here, one of us will call the police to save people. "The second cannon knows that Ye Tian has caused a lot of trouble this time, and he doesn't know who the person who fell into the trap is and what his purpose is. In case these monks really turn their faces, with the combat power of two fat scum, they will definitely have to be explained here. Zhang Yizhong, as the last new force, can't go in with him.

So far, Zhang Yizhong and Principal Zhou are also in a mess.

Ye Tian is a key object of protection, and now this key object of protection has been detained by Shaolin, I don't know if it is the meaning of the above or the meaning of Shaolin itself. If the above means, Principal Zhou and they can breathe a sigh of relief. But if it was Shaolin's meaning, then the principal Zhou would be charged with being inconsiderate. Thinking that as long as the gods above only had a word or even a hint, countless people below would fall off the horse, and Principal Zhou felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Zhang Yizhong also knew that he was useless when he went in, so he nodded and told him to be careful. Watching the Zhike monk lead the two little fat men into the mountain gate, Zhang Yizhong sighed and sat on the steps in front of the door to smoke.

It is said that people have no windfall and are not rich, and they have sought wealth and wealth since ancient times, but this wealth is too twists and turns, right? Zhang Yizhong was a little depressed and took two puffs of cigarette and snuffed it out, and secretly prayed in his heart that the three fat men were safe and sound.

Seeing Ye Tian's appearance, the tears of Xiaopang and Second Cannon flowed down in a flash.

What kind of person is this, this is simply a mummy. Ye Tian's whole body was covered with bandages, and in addition to his face, there were blood stains oozing out all over his body. The whole person was lying there, and if it weren't for the undulating breathing in his chest, someone would believe that this person was dead.

"The two little friends are not impatient, he is not in danger of life. An old man in a gray robe folded his hands and recited a Buddha name.

Xiaopang looked coldly at the kind-eyed but vicious monk in front of him and asked, "Are you the abbot of Shaolin Temple?"

The gray-robed old man nodded: "I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and this is the abbot of Shaolin Temple. ”

"Hehehehehe. The second cannon shook his head and let out a series of strange laughs. Pointing at the two monks, tears of laughter came out.

The second cannon suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the Shaolin abbot couldn't help but be stunned, and asked, "Why is Xiaoyou laughing? Let's not disturb Ye Tian's rest." "Ye Tian's current appearance is relatively miserable, the damaged meridians have been conditioned with secret internal medicine, and the external injury has also been coated with the best Shaolin Jinchuang medicine, only because Ye Tian's last blow with all his strength made this kid's entire body burst out of a cloud of blood mist, so he had to wrap a thick bandage all over his body.

The second artillery Xiaopang has been with Ye Tian for a long time, and although his words are not as sharp as Ye Tian, it is more than enough to deal with these monks who have not been out of the mountain gate for a long time.

Hearing the abbot's question, the second cannon smiled gloomily: "I laugh at my Brother Ye Tian, I came all the way to Shaolin Temple, and I still wanted to learn what to learn and what peerless martial arts to learn, but I was beaten by so many bald donkeys, this Shaolin Temple is the most shameless place in the world I have ever seen!"

When the abbot heard this, his face did not change much. The abbot of Shaolin Temple must be extremely profound in cultivation, and he will not be angry for trivial things, but the abbot of the martial arts academy is different.

"Doll, are you scolding me for being a young man?" The abbot of the young court suddenly spoke, and the sound was like a bell, and the dust on the hall fell down. The abbot of the martial arts academy is to enter the Tao with martial arts, and Buddhism is used to resolve the evil spirit and anger brought about by the martial arts.

This kind of kung fu that emanates qi from the mouth is called a tiger roar, and a higher form than a tiger roar is called a lion's roar.

The tiger roar is only the initial stage of qi, and it will cause some damage to people after it is released, but it will not be too great. The lion's roar is the advanced stage of qi, which emits the qi of the dantian in a short distance, like a male lion roaring, causing damage to the enemy's eardrum and brain nerves, and then losing part of its combat effectiveness.

Among the seventy-two peerless schools of Shaolin Zhigang, the lion's roar is on the list.

However, few people know that the ultimate state of the lion's roar is called the thunderous roar.

As the ultimate state of the lion's roar, the thunder roar has become a nirvana. The form of the external dantian qi has changed, or in other words, the external dantian qi at this time is no longer just as simple as qi, but a substantial attack. Like a huge thunderbolt rushing down, it directly shattered the enemy's internal organs, and the seven orifices bled to death. It's just that the thunder roar is too violent and violates the harmony of heaven, so it is not recorded in the Shaolin Seventy-two Peerless Studies.

Xiao Pang and the second cannon were shocked by this sound, and their eyes were glazed.

The second cannon resisted the urge to fall, stabilized his body and said loudly: "No, I'm not scolding Shaolin Temple." ”

"Hmph!" the abbot of the martial arts academy snorted heavily.

"I'm scolding those Shaolin bald donkeys in the martial arts academy who rely on the strength of the crowd, holding eighteen copper sticks to beat a twelve-year-old defenseless child together, such a shameless thing can be done, and fucking practice, and fucking martial arts, a bunch of fools!"

The abbot of the martial arts academy was scolded and froze in place, and instantly moved to kill.

"Amitabha。。。。。 The abbot made a clear Buddha call, which made the abbot of the martial arts academy who had already moved the killing machine sober up, folded his palms together in shame, and bowed down.

"Two little friends, can you believe the character of the old man?" Shaolin Abbot's inexplicable question overwhelmed the second cannon and Xiaopang. It seems that this old man is okay, and his gentle appearance is quite attractive. But when it comes to character, it's really hard to see.

"In this way, the two little friends should go back first, I will be responsible for recuperating his body here, and then let him contact you, how about it?"

Xiaopang's eyes glared: "No, what we have is money! Our school will arrange a hospital for Ye Tiange to be hospitalized!"

"The two little friends don't know that your friend has injured the meridians, and there is also some bleeding in the internal organs, which involves the repair and recuperation of the meridians, which is a problem that modern medicine is not easy to solve. ”

"Modern medicine can't solve it, can you solve it here?" The second cannon aimed at Ye Tian, who was lying motionless on the bed, and couldn't help but worry in his heart. He saw how strong those bronze men were, and they were seriously injured under the siege of those bronze men, and it seemed that the hospital really couldn't solve it. Even if he is cured in the hospital, it is estimated that he will have to be disabled in the future. Shaolin Temple has been built for so many years, there should be a lot of good things at the bottom of the box.

"Yes, the monks don't speak. The abbot of Shaolin chanted a Buddha name lightly, and said slowly: "My Shaolin and Wudang have their own set of pills for the treatment of people who practice martial arts, all of which have been carefully refined and not passed on, with strong muscles and veins inside, and flesh and blood outside. ”

"Chubby, what do you say?" Seeing Chubby staring straight at the ground, the abbot and the second artillery also looked at Chubby's gaze, and were suddenly startled.