"Arrogance!"

The monk who was supporting the old monk, hearing this, reprimanded and blurted out.

The face is a little flushed, Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Array, Megatron the world, since Shaolin built a temple, I don't know how many heroes in the world are famous.

Hebei Shuangxiong, Lingnan Badao, Jiangnan Four Swords

Which one is not invincible, a world-famous hero, a hero.

But under the eighteen bronze formations, they were all defeated one by one.

When the monk saw that the person in front of him was so contemptuous of the Eighteen Bronze Formation, arrogant, and self-defeating, he couldn't help but scold loudly.

"Huiyuan, quit hate!" The old monk said softly.

"Amitabha," said the monk, holding one hand flat in front of him, bowing his head, and his mouth repeatedly; "The disciple's cultivation is shallow, and he commits anger, and he wants the abbot to punish him?"

"At that time, the World-Honored One said that in this sutra, there are 12,000 sentient beings in the heavens and in the world, who are free from dust and dirt, and have pure eyes of the Dharma. Two billion sentient beings, Anaham. Six thousand eight hundred bhikshus, all the leaks have been exhausted, and the mind has been liberated. Four billion bodhisattvas will not retreat from the supreme bodhi, and they will be solemn with their vows. 2.5 billion sentient beings have to endure without retreating. Four trillion sentient beings, hundreds of thousands of sentient beings, who have never intended in the supreme Bodhi, have begun to emerge from this beginning. Plant all good roots, may you live in bliss, see Amitabha. They should all be reborn as if they were coming to the earth. Each of them became a Buddha in a different way, and the same name is like a wonderful sound. ”

"Why is this?" The old monk muttered a scripture and asked.

"Mahayana Amitayus, Solemn, Pure, Equal, Enlightenment!" The monk immediately replied.

"When you copy it three hundred times,"

"The disciple understands,"

"Shi is going to break through the eighteen bronze arrays, and you need to wait a little, let the old man arrange it, and rest in the guest room of the temple today, and break into the formation on time at three o'clock at noon tomorrow," the old monk folded his hands, lowered his eyelids, lowered his white eyebrows, and the wind was light and light, and the monk was a monk.

"There is an abbot of Lao," Yang Qifeng nodded in agreement.

"Hui Yuan went to lead the donor to the guest room to rest,"

"Donor, this side, please?" The monk took a step, stretched out his arm, and pointed in the direction.

Yang Qifeng and the monks left the Daxiong Treasure Hall one after the other.

On the outskirts of the capital.

Ji Yaohua was dressed in tight-fitting clothes, which set off her delicate and delicate body.

The long black hair was restrained, revealing a white and smooth forehead, and he was heroic and sassy, striding in the streets of the capital.

Finally walked out of the capital.

Walking slowly, the two wings of the garden were connected by a high garden wall, behind which were rows of luxuriant yew trees, and here and there were lilac trees sticking their flowering branches into the courtyard.

A large flower room, with clusters of dense green leaves covering the opposite windows, filled the sides with a green glimmer, but between the windows two large open high folding doors let in the sunlight and gave a view of the garden, which was arranged with round flower beds, planted with rows of tall trees, separated by a wide straight road, along which one could see the lake, and farther on, the woods on the opposite bank.

One person carried his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, he was thirty years old, forty years old, thin lips, a black beard on his lips, a lookless face, and a public uniform, so that he was not angry and arrogant.

Ji Yaohua strode forward, knelt directly on the ground, lowered her head, and said in a coquettish voice; "Chang'an catches fast, Ji Yaohua has seen the god of catching,"

"There are countless talents in the world,"

"The matter of recruiting a female catcher from the six doors seems to be a correct decision," the hunting god's expression disappeared without sadness or joy, with a smile on his face, looking at the woman in front of him, he was extremely satisfied.

Congenital, this is another innate master.

In this way, his four famous capture plans can finally meet the requirements in his heart.

How vast the world is, the four famous arrests, as the highest force of the six doors, have no innate strength, how can they chase the murderer and arrest the thief.

Only by being born can you be worthy of the position of the four famous catchers.

So, those three wastes, they have to die,

The cold light burst out from the eyes of the god catcher, and the murderous intent had already been born in his heart at this moment.

"I'm going to re-establish the position of the four famous catchers? DID YOU KNOW? The god of catching motioned for Ji Yaohua to stand up, and asked softly.

"My subordinates know," Ji Yaohua nodded, and continued to speak; "This matter has been spread in the capital, and my subordinates have just heard about it when they entered the capital,"

"Since you know about this, you should know that the position of the four famous catchers is now competing among the fifteen gold medal catchers in the world,"

"You think it's okay if I arrange for you to join the competition?" The god catcher spoke in a flat tone, and opened his mouth directly to preach.

"No," Ji Yaohua shook her head directly.

Jet-black hair, swaying slightly.

"The subordinates are only in the six doors, and they have no merit, how can they compete for the position of the four famous catchers compared with the golden medal catchers," Ji Yaohua's tone was very sincere, and she kept opening her ruddy lips and saying as she continued to say at the god of catchers; "Nothing to do,"

"The people below, oral disbelief, prevarication, hostile to everyone, like an enemy, isolated, so it is quite unfavorable to the subordinates, and the six doors may have no place for subordinates,"

"Who said it was useless," the god of the catcher strode forward a few steps and came to a towering tree.

The trees are lush and green, and the branches and leaves on them hang down, and the sound of swaying with the breeze is constantly sounding.

The god of catching stretched out his palm and gently stroked a hanging branch and leaf, moving gently, as if caressing a cherished thing,

With his back to Ji Yaohua, the god catcher opened his mouth to continue preaching; "Now, the credit is in front of you, it's up to you to execute it,"

"Please tell me?" Ji Yaohua spoke directly in a deep voice.

"The people in the capital know that the positions of these four famous catches are going to be replaced, but one thing I don't know is that the positions of these four famous catches are appointed by the imperial court, how can I be qualified to appoint them,"

"Recall the four famous arrests, this thing is not okay at all,"

"However, if there is an accident in this generation of the four famous arrests, three people are killed, and the number of the four famous arrests is incomplete, so it is natural that I need to re-elect the four famous arrests, and naturally I need to draw up a list and report it to the imperial court,"

"How can the court admit it? Will the candidate be re-selected at that time? Ji Yaohua asked.

This thing is so obvious, who doesn't know that the god of capture is going to replace the four famous catchers, but three people died at this moment, the matter is clear, and there is no need to say more.

"Today, the situation is different from the past, and the candidates for the imperial court are all reincarnated as broom stars, choking to death when they eat and choking to death when they drink water."

"If you die one by one, the court should know how to choose,"

"My subordinates know what to do," Ji Yaohua clenched her fists with both hands, then turned around and strode away, one hand gently stroking the mending knife on her waist, her eyes revealing a cold light.