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"The little monk went down the mountain to fast, and the old monk explained that the woman under the mountain was a tiger, and she had to avoid it when she saw it,......"

"Eh, donor, is the singing good?"

Ye Xiuwen was shouting with his neck pulling, not wanting a big bald head to pop out in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The head was the size of a soil basket, with nine ring scars on it, and then a fat big face came into Ye Xiuwen's eyes.

Good guy, this monk is fat enough, at least more than 200 catties, stretching out his hand, using the key, poking the lock.

"Master, how did you lock these twelve floors?"

Ye Xiuwen felt very strange, no other place locked the door, except for the twelfth floor, got an iron door, and locked it!

"The little donor doesn't know something! These martial arts above the twelfth floor are all ground-level martial arts, which are precious! So locking the door is to prevent thieves!

After all, when practicing martial arts, when we reach our realm, if we don't do it well, we will settle down,......

Why can't this door be opened?"

The fat monk poked for a long time, but he didn't open it, and Ye Xiuwen didn't say a word, just stood there and watched the fat monk poke the door.

Five minutes have passed, and the fat monk is a little anxious.

"Donor, you wait, you wait, it'll be fine right away!"

The fat monk stabilized Ye Xiuwen first, but Ye Xiuwen was not in a hurry at all, he just watched the monk stabbing blindly.

"Click! Click......"

A series of sounds of broken bricks and tiles came, and the time was not long, the great monk actually came around from the window, nodded at Ye Xiuwen, and took the broken key, stabbing there and there.

Ye Xiuwen felt funny, and looked at it with his hands crossed over his chest, while the fat monk was sweating all over his head.

"Why don't you open it? What's going on?...... Click......"

This time, as soon as the fat monk exerted his strength, there was a click, and the key was broken and folded inside.

"Eh!"

The fat monk covered his face, his face was ugly.

"Master, don't worry, look at my ,......" Ye Xiuwen rolled up his sleeves, and the pomp was very big.

"Do you have a way?"

The fat monk's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior.

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful will give you +100 ,......"

"Hahaha! That's, you forgot what I do? I'm a man of Six Doors, let me tell you, do you know what we do with Six Doors?"

Ye Xiuwen swore by it, but the fat monk shook his head and said, "I don't know, is it a professional lockpicker?"

"Tsk! I'm a professional lockpicker, no matter what the door, as long as we get started, we can open the ,......."

Thank you, thank you, thank you, Amitabha, ......."

"Click!"

Ye Xiuwen took out his sword, and when he went up, it was a sword, and even the anti-theft door was smashed, so clean.

"Boom!"

The half-section gate with an iron fence fell to the ground, and the fat monks cried!

"Amitabha, the donor is too violent, you are not a professional lockpicker, you are a professional demolition?"

"Almost, almost, you're welcome! haha......"

The fat monk was crying in the back, while Ye Xiuwen swaggered into the twelfth floor of the Tower of Babel.

But I saw that the furnishings in this were similar to the iron tower below, but the bookshelves were all replaced with cast iron, and the tops were locked.

"Master, what about our martial arts?"

Ye Xiuwen entered the door and looked for martial arts, while the fat monk scratched his head and pointed: "It's in that iron cabinet!"

"Rusty, huh?"

Ye Xiuwen didn't know why, he actually came up with such a sentence.

"Ahh

The fat monk subconsciously responded, and he felt the same, don't be really rusty, after a while, this one will cut with a sword, and the Shaolin Temple will lose everything.

These are all donated by the donors, that is the sincerity of worshiping the Buddha, and he can't all be ruined.

The fat monk took the brass key and poked it open.

"No problem, donor, shall we?"

"Wait, let's see if there are any moth-eaten ,......" Ye Xiuwen took another mouthful.

"yes!"

The fat monk felt that it was quite right, don't be eaten by insects, open the iron bookshelf, and the four local level martial arts will be among them.

"Donor, as if there is nothing wrong with this?" the fat monk looked cute.

"Eh, you can't see it like this, you have to tremble like this,......"

Ye Xiuwen was shaking there with his martial arts, but he was actually copying martial arts there, otherwise how could he pretend to be forced?

"Fog grass, it's really all ground-level martial arts?"

Ye Xiuwen copied all the martial arts, and this look was amazing, he was shocked, and he was dumbfounded!

The four martial arts are: 'King Kong Lion Roar', 'Great Compassion and Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand', 'Phaseless Tribulation Finger', and a 'Heart and Mind Mixed Yuan Gong'.

The King Kong lion's roar is a sonic martial art, the person takes a breath, the tip of the tongue is against the upper tooth hall, and the throat is drunk, the stubborn stone can be broken, it is definitely a sharp weapon for pretending!

There is also the 'Great Compassion Chiba Hand', which is even more remarkable, this hand is played, turning into tens of millions of hands, a typical 30,000 demon slayer hands at close range, and he doesn't even need a flying knife at all.

There is also the 'Phaseless Tribulation Finger', which is comparable to the six-vein divine sword of the Dali Duan clan. Coupled with the superposition of the martial soul that Ye Xiuwen had just comprehended, he could definitely use the feeling of the six-vein divine sword.

But these are nothing, perhaps the most domineering martial arts belong to the 'mind and mind mixed with Yuan Gong'.

This martial art can actually integrate one's mind with vitality. Let a martial artist in the Qi training period enter the realm of the pseudo-qi transformation period in advance.

The realm of the pseudo-qi transformation period is not the real qi transformation period, but it is also very good.

And this is an ordinary person, not a pervert like Ye Xiuwen, the number of fighting souls in his body now is more than five hundred, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

And if he breaks through the Qi training period and then uses the 'Heart and Qi Mixed Yuan Gong', he can definitely crush the martial artist in the Qi Transformation Period.

"Hahaha!

Ye Xiuwen laughed there, but he didn't know that he should first cultivate that martial art to the Great Perfection realm.

After all, he doesn't have a lot of forced qualifications, and there are probably 6000+ left.

He calculated, his forced qualifications, no matter what, are not enough to practice all the Shaolin seventy-two stunts to the consummation realm, only selective cultivation, and the rest, then there is only another way!

"Amitabha, dare to ask the donor, are you ready?"

The fat monk clasped his hands together, interrupting Ye Xiuwen's thoughts.

"Master, I'm ready, I don't know what you're going to try?"

Ye Xiuwen's brain turned, and if you asked, you would know?

"Nan Wu Amitabha! The 'Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand' is very powerful, and the poor monk is afraid that he will hurt the donor.

And 'Mind and Qi Mixed Yuan Gong', it is also an inner martial art, and it can't compare to anything, so the poor monk just drinks, and the Shi is mainly bearable, and the poor monk will give way and pass the ......"

"Ah, it turned out to be the 'King Kong Lion Roar'? Master? Do you think that's the case?"

Ye Xiuwen inhaled, his chest was raised, his lower abdomen tightened, and immediately after, he roared out!

"Master ......"

"Roar ......"

Ye Xiuwen shouted 'master', but as a result, the fat monk heard the roar of the beast, and the endless energy formed a wind and waves, almost blowing the fat monk away, and he was sprayed with spittle!

"Fog grass! donor will ?......"