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Shaolin Temple!

Daxiong Treasure Hall!

The statue of Shakyamuni, Medicine Buddha, and Amitabha Buddha in the hall is offered.

There is a statue of Guanyin on the back wall of the screen wall, and there are eighteen Arhat statues on both sides.

The hall enshrines the statues of Sakyamuni, Amitabha Buddha and Medicine Buddha, and the statue of Guanyin is hung behind the screen wall, and there are eighteen Arhats standing on both sides.

An old monk, with a thin body, his brows drooping, and a sad face, sat on a futon, with an object in front of him.

It is fish-shaped, with a hollow abdomen, an open head, a coiled tail, a head and a shrunken tail, a sloped back, triangular on both sides, and an oval bottom; Wooden gas, olive-shaped head, shaped like a fish.

This is the wooden fish, and it is obvious that the old monk is chanting Buddhist scriptures.

At this moment, his sad face had been raised, and a pair of eyes looked at Yang Qifeng peacefully.

"Of course, I came for Shaolin stunts," Yang Qifeng blurted out directly,

After saying this, Yang Qifeng's face changed, and his originally hearty smile immediately retreated, and his face became gloomy.

was shaded, this old monk is really a good means.

Yang Qifeng is not easy to deal with, he is not a straightforward person at all, the sentence just now directly said the words from the bottom of his heart, how can this be what he did.

Concentrate and be calm.

In the hall of the Great Majesty, there was a sense of tranquility, as if echoing bursts of Zen sound, and when he concentrated, all this slowly subsided.

Yang Qifeng was concentrated, his eyes were blazing, it was not some kind of martial arts.

As Yang Qifeng felt it carefully, he immediately realized that this was not a soul dementor at all, or some kind of enchanting martial arts.

Both of these are more evil, that is the martial arts that belong to the evil way, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the leader of the righteous path, how can this person learn the means of this evil spirit.

Thinking back carefully about the feeling just now, it seems that he has an inexplicable cordiality towards this old monk, and the other party does not look like an outsider at all.

spiritual means,

Yang Qifeng At this moment, he suddenly discovered the biggest flaw in the Golden Bell Jar, the cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar is just his physical body, even if he is invulnerable after training, what can he do, if he encounters an old monk who is good at spiritual means, there is no way to prevent it, and he will definitely die.

After all, if the spirit is destroyed, you can only become a vegetative person.

At this moment, Yang Qifeng thought a lot in his mind, such as a martial art in "Broken Void", which changed the sky and the earth**!

This is a martial art that specializes in spiritual attacks, and this old monk certainly did not reach this step.

Thinking back carefully, Yang Qifeng admitted that he just didn't take precautions just now, if he started to take precautions seriously, the old monk wanted to let Yang Qifeng talk again, it was impossible, after all, Yang Qifeng himself had experienced so many things, and he was also a very determined person.

"Amitabha," the old monk chanted a Buddha name for a long time,

He gave Yang Qifeng time to react very humanely, and only then did he preach at this moment; "The donor came for Shaolin stunts, you can know Shaolin martial arts, seventy-two stunts are never passed on, and among the lay disciples, at most they also learn some basic skills,"

"Although the name of the seventy-two stunts is famous, for me, it is not suitable,"

"This time I came to Shaolin, I was going to borrow the golden bell jar to have a look," since he had already revealed his purpose, Yang Qifeng no longer concealed it, and his eyes became sharp.

The body remains the same, but it is filled with a magnificent atmosphere, as if his body at the moment is constantly rising.

The momentum has changed in an instant, and Yang Qifeng has changed from a handsome son to a hegemon.

"Amitabha," the old monk chanted a Buddha name, and he slowly stood up.

A monk walked a few steps, came to the old monk's side, and helped the old monk up.

"Shi is mainly learning seventy-two stunts, and the old man can only express his apologies,"

"Seventy-two stunts are not Shaolin disciples, and they will never be passed on,"

"Although the golden bell jar is one of the Shaolin masters, it is widely spread in the rivers and lakes, and the iron cloth shirt is the most powerful in the world,"

"This is Shaolin following the ancestral teachings, opening the door of Buddhism, and purifying all sentient beings,"

"Anyone who can cultivate to the sixth layer of the Golden Bell Jar, as long as he agrees to the three things of Shaolin, he can obtain the later cultivation exercises,"

The corners of Yang Qifeng's mouth were slightly raised, but he showed a sneer, he was secretly calculated by the old monk, he lacked a good impression of the old monk, although the old monk did this, it was common sense, after all, no matter who met someone who came with so much money, just to burn incense and worship, he would not believe it.

As the so-called courtesy to others, there must be something to ask for, and this is what it means.

With the help of some means, it is normal to detect the purpose of the other party.

But Yang Qifeng has anger in his heart, saying too much, this is the problem of substitution, if it is replaced by someone else, Yang Qifeng will definitely stand on the side of the old monk, but it can be replaced by himself, the situation is naturally self-evident.

The ancestral teachings in the mouth of this old monk are there, but Yang Qifeng doesn't believe it at all when he opens the door to Buddhism and purifies all sentient beings.

He has the best understanding of the cultivation of the golden bell jar, that is, he has potential value, otherwise it would be too difficult for him to change to other people and want to succeed in cultivation.

Shaolin Temple is not afraid of spreading at all, cultivation is so difficult, it is destined to be impossible for everyone to know, and even if they learn it, as long as they pinch the cultivation of the next few layers, it is enough to restrain these cultivators of the Golden Bell Jar and make them owe favors.

It's really a good calculation, you must know that the people who can cultivate the golden bell jar to more than sixty percent are not weak, and they are all not weak together.

The person who handed down the golden bell jar in the first place was really smart.

"Three things, do you still want to kill people and let them go?" Yang Qifeng's tone was not very friendly.

"Of course not,"

"These three things are all things that do not violate the morality of the rivers and lakes, and do not involve violations of law and discipline," the old monk replied.

"What if you don't say yes? Can I obtain the remaining cultivation exercises of the Golden Bell Jar? ”

"Absolutely,"

"As long as you learn the Golden Bell Jar, you can break through the Eighteen Bronze Human Array, and you can naturally borrow the Golden Bell Jar cultivation exercises,"

"Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Array, famous all over the world,"

"Since ancient times, there are very few people who can break out of it, as long as they succeed, they are all the future sweeps in all directions, the martial arts myth of Gaia,"

"Today, I also want to learn a lesson, and call the eighteen bronze human arrays two catties,"

"Can you stop me?"