Hearing this, the fat monk felt a sudden burst in his heart, and turned to look at the surname Wu beside him, and the surname Wu was also at a loss. Just now I saw a group of tourists running out of the Tianwang Hall in a panic, and they were screaming that they were killing, and the surname Wu rushed into the Tianwang Hall with a group of monks who protected the temple, and just saw Chen Jinyuan torture on Wu Neng, and then was ridiculed by Chen Jinyuan, and he was angry for a while, messed up, and started a fight without understanding what happened, and as a result, No. 1 or 20 people were put to the ground by Chen Jinyuan in a few clicks.

The fat monk saw the embarrassed expression of the surname Wu, which was still unclear. The monks in the temple know that there is a particularly bad problem, that is, lust. Many female pilgrims have been taken advantage of by him, and some people have reported more than once that they can't imagine that they have been kicked on the iron plate today.

This matter is related to the reputation of Shaolin Temple and must not be admitted. A glimmer of light flashed in the fat monk's mung bean eyes.

"Amitabha, the nephew of the enlightened master is surnamed Chunliang, and he will never do what the donor says. There must be a misunderstanding in this! The fat monk blushed, and it was really hard to say this.

"Hahaha, misunderstanding?" Chen Jinyuan laughed angrily, "Your Shaolin Temple is known as the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism and the sect of martial arts, but it is more and more a place to hide dirt and dirt. It's all a raccoon dog, and I'm a person with a long insight today! ”

"Let's go, Xiaojiao, I'm too lazy to talk to this group of bald donkeys." After that, he glanced at the fat monk with disdain, and Wang Jiao

He took him into his arms and walked out of the temple.

"Stop! You are not allowed to insult Shaolin! ”

Before Chen Jinyuan reached the door of the hall, there was an angry shout from behind him.

Chen Jinyuan turned around when he heard the sound and saw that the fat monk abbot was like a mad rhinoceros, rushing towards him.

Knock, knock, knock

The entire Heavenly King's Hall trembled,

Quitting the idiot grew up in Shaolin, worshiped in the inner courtyard of Shaolin, learned ancient martial arts, and was later entrusted by the abbot with an important task, serving as the host of the Shaolin Temple in the secular world, and has extraordinary feelings for Shaolin.

"Arm punch!"

This idiot, don't look stupid, but the speed is not ambiguous at all, just two steps in front of Chen Jinyuan, waving a sandbag-sized meat fist, smashing at Chen Jinyuan. I want to teach this kid who is insulting and insulting Shaolin a lesson.

"Shaolin Kung Fu!"

"This is the real Shaolin Kung Fu!"

"The abbot usually doesn't show the mountains and dew, but it's so powerful!"

The warrior monks surnamed Wu and the warrior monks on the ground saw that the two vertical jumps of the precept idiot were more than ten meters away, and their eyes were about to fall.

This speed is completely unmatched by his fat pig-like size.

Through the arm fist, it rises like a tiger to pounce on people, falls like an eagle catches, the internal force of the idiot is running, and the skeletal muscles on the arm are crackling.

This kid was dead, and seeing the abbot's mountain-like size and the huge fist that smashed into Chen Jinyuan, almost everyone thought so.

disheveled

An unexpected scene.

Chen Jinyuan put his right hand around Wang Jiao's waist, and waved his left hand to the side, stumbling to the side, and the fist that was as forward suddenly slid to the side. Chen Jinyuan raised his leg and kicked it, just kicking on the belly of the addict, and the addict flew out like a round football.

smashed on the ground and even bounced, and then stood up in Chen Jinyuan's surprised gaze, covered his belly and spit out all the wine and meat he had eaten in the morning.

Damn, this person is fat and fat, and he is really born with armor, although he didn't do his best with this kick, but he also has thousands of catties, if he kicked on the body of an ordinary martial artist rank seven, it would definitely be spread on the ground and couldn't get up.

Chen Jinyuan saw a puddle of disgusting things on the ground, and he felt sick to his stomach for a while, and said loudly: "What bullshit Huaxia martial arts righteous path leader, but that's it." ”

The idiot was even angrier when he heard this, and he was about to rush up and fight again.

"Amitabha! Donor, please be careful! ”

An ethereal Buddha chant came from outside the Heavenly King Hall. Chen Jinyuan was startled, turned around, and as soon as the voice arrived, the person had already arrived.

This monk was wearing a cyan robe, with a string of white Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, a big head and broad shoulders, a thin figure, looking about seventy or eighty years old, and his eyebrows were gray. But the man is full of energy, his eyes are shining, the skin on his face is like that of a baby, and his face is solemn.

Chen Jinyuan was taken aback, this person's speed was so fast, it was not much worse than his own. Chen Jinyuan's speed when he performed the top-level light skill "Electric Light Divine Step" was already non-human, and it was comparable to the speed of the ancient martial artist of the Fifth Heaven of the Martial Artist Rank.

In other words, the old monk in front of him, if he didn't have peerless light skills like himself, then his strength would be at least the fourth heaven of the day after tomorrow, or even stronger.

"Shaolin Temple really has a foundation, but I don't know who this old monk is!" Chen Jinyuan felt a little more dignified in his heart, and put on a defensive posture.

When he saw the old monk, his fat face trembled with excitement, he knelt down tremblingly holding his belly, and kept kowtowing, "Master of the Present Phase, the disciple of the Sect of Idiocy to meet the Ancestor of the Present Phase!" ”

The old monk ignored him, but turned to Chen Jinyuan, "Why did the donor put this nonsense, I don't know what happened to the donor in the temple?" ”

Before Chen Jinyuan could answer, he rushed to say: "Master, this person insulted me Shaolin for no reason, and the disciples came to him for a theory, but unexpectedly, this person indiscriminately injured the disciples and others. Please master the master for the disciples! ”

Chen Jinyuan was furious when he heard this, "What a clever tongue that reverses right and wrong!" ”

took a step forward, and arrived in front of the idiot, the pupils of the idiot shrank, only to feel the figure in front of him flash, and a fist smashed towards his fat face.

A glimmer of divine light flashed in his eyes, and the robe on his body swayed, waving towards Chen Jinyuan's sleeve.

Chen Jinyuan suddenly felt that his punch was like smashing on a spring, and it seemed that he had a pair of big hands, with boundless strength, holding himself up and quickly flying backwards.

Ten meters away, stand still.

Chen Jinyuan's eyes were full of horror, and then he was puzzled, this old monk obviously had the strength to hurt me, but he didn't hurt me, I don't know why.

"The donor is too angry, there is something to say, why do it?" The old monk said leisurely.

"Hmph, have something to say? Today, Chen really opened his eyes, and said that monks and nuns are the most difficult, and now I am considered to have understood, Shaolin Temple is known as a famous and decent family, but the disciples do those flies and dogs, shameless and obscene things, not to mention cheating people money, but also flirting with female pilgrims! ”

Chen Jinyuan's atmosphere was unbearable, his saliva spurted all over the ground, and when he said this, he looked at the idiot: "As a monk, he talks nonsense with his eyes open. What monks don't talk to, it's all fucking bullshit, are you worthy of being called a monk, ** just a bald donkey! ”

The face of the quit idiot was blue and red, this young man's speech was too ugly, Benxiang frowned, turned to look at the idiot, and saw that the idiot's eyes were dodging, Benxiang knew it in his heart, and his face was angry.

Seeing this, the idiot was so frightened that he immediately knelt down, and the surname Wu behind him was already stunned, and when he saw the abbot kneeling, although he didn't know who the old monk who suddenly appeared, he also knelt down behind the idiot.

"The ancestor forgives the sin, this matter is related to the reputation of the Shaolin Temple, and the disciple is also for the sake of Shaolin, so he will make this decision." Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the idiot,

"Hmph, good Shaolin Temple, you have made a miasma, let's go to the Discipline Academy to receive the Fa by yourself in a while!" The original face said in a deep voice.

"Donor, this matter is my Shaolin fault, and the old man is here to make amends to the donor!"

"Make amends, and a word of reparation will be over." Seeing that the old monk wanted to send himself away with a word, Chen Jinyuan was a little out of action.

"Donor, be forgiving and forgiving, although they are at fault, but they have been punished as they deserve, the donor is magnanimous, spare them this time, if there is any request, just put it forward!"

"Hehe, can you ask for anything?" Chen Jinyuan pinched his chin and said: "I have heard that Shaolin Temple is the first Zen ancestral court in the world, and there are countless monks in the temple. ”

"Buddha bone relics" is some of the Buddha monks who have attained the Tao, the relics left after sitting, according to Chen Jinyuan's thoughts, since it is a monk who has attained the Tao, the relics left behind will definitely have the power to exist, and there must be not a few.

But after all, it's just conjecture, and the theory is to be verified by practice, and at this time, as soon as he heard that he asked himself to make conditions, Chen Jinyuan blurted out without thinking.

Don't you know, this sentence violates the taboo of Buddhism, every Buddha bone relic is a treasure of Shaolin Temple, how can it be touched by outsiders.

Sure enough, as soon as Chen Jinyuan's voice fell, his true appearance frowned, "Amitabha! The pure land of Buddhism, how can you be presumptuous! ”

Immediately, Chen Jinyuan felt a majestic pressure erupt from his own body, almost condensed into substance, pressing on his body.

The sudden terrifying pressure almost broke Chen Jinyuan's leg bone. If it weren't for these words, my body would have been nourished and strengthened several times by internal forces, and I am afraid that I would have suffered internal injuries this time.

Chen Jinyuan understood a truth at this time - masters like to overwhelm people with momentum.

The last time someone was suppressed with momentum was when he encountered black and white impermanence in Erlang Temple. However, black and white impermanence only has the strength of the acquired threefold, and the monk in front of him at least has the strength of the acquired quadruple, and this momentum is much stronger than that of black and white impermanence.

When the pressure came, a sudden change occurred in Chen Jinyuan's mind, and the Xuanhuang Wishing Force, which was about to be condensed into substance, suddenly became extremely violent, and was catalyzed by this pressure, boiling like boiling water.

The severe pain seemed to tear his head open, and his mind could be said to be extremely chaotic at this time, just like a wild beast constantly turning over the river and the sea, and the liquid Xuanhuang Qi was entangled and rotated with each other, slowly forming a whirlpool.

The whirlpool composed of Xuanhuang Qi became thicker and thicker, gradually becoming thicker and thicker from the beginning, and the rotation speed became faster and faster, and the Xuanhuang Qi seemed to encounter boundless suction, condensing rapidly towards the center of the vortex.

At this time, Chen Jinyuan was on the verge of collapse, just now when he used his medical skills to save Wu Haonan at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, his spirit was a little overdrawn, although he recovered a little at this time, but the mutation in his mind made his brain tense to the extreme, as if there were countless pairs of big hands violently tearing at his soul, the whirlpool was like a small black hole, and the boundless suction force seemed to suck his soul into it.

Finally, after the last trace of Xuanhuang Qi entered the whirlpool, the whirlpool dissipated, and a Xuanhuang bead the size of a football appeared in the center of Chen Jinyuan's mind, spinning at a super fast speed.

"Boom!"

Just when Chen Jinyuan thought that the pain was about to pass, the dark yellow beads, unable to withstand the pressure brought by the high-speed rotation, exploded.

"Ah......h

With a miserable cry that resounded through the sky, Chen Jinyuan covered his head with both hands, as if he had lost his strength, fell to the ground, fainted, and his body kept twitching.

The energy of Xuanhuang's wish power quickly radiated from Chen Jinyuan's body.

"Husband! What happened to you? Wang Jiao let out a sad cry, and the whole person pounced on Chen Jinyuan.

"The power of merit!"

Retracting his momentum, he felt the mighty power radiating from Chen Jinyuan's body, and his face exclaimed, his eyes flashing with boundless shock.

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