Ye Tai was surrounded by a group of monks who were constantly retreating, and slowly came to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

There were three old monks in robes standing there, who were the most famous masters in Shaolin.

Among them, let's not talk about it for the time being, but in the original book, after returning to the sea and falling into the devil, there is still the ability to surpass his existence.

And the skill of the master is said to be better than his two junior brothers, and in the original book, it not only reduced the return to the sea knife of practicing the three knives of the nasal passage, but also easily resolved the killing god of Liu Sheng but Ma Shou.

If he hadn't just blindly defended, didn't want to cause murder, and was killed by a sneak attack by Liu Sheng Danma Shou, I'm afraid that his skills in this world are second only to the Iron Courage God Marquis, and the Traceless Son, who is famous in the rivers and lakes, but it is difficult to make his true appearance.

Bringing together such three masters, it is not an exaggeration to say that Shaolin is the strongest sect with the top combat power among the eight major schools of martial arts.

"Amitabha~"

Shaolin presided over the empty master and chanted a Buddha name, and said: "You guys retreat, if Master Ye is just here to challenge my Shaolin and earn a false name, please don't do anything to these irrelevant disciples of my temple." ”

Ye Taiyang raised his head and said: "Monk, don't talk nonsense, I heard that your Shaolin is the number one faction in martial arts, I will confirm it for the people of the world today, whether you are worthy of the name, or are you defeated, by the way, which of you is the end?" ”

"Amitabha~"

The old monk standing on the far right said: "The poor monk is the end, Lord Ye, your demonic nature is too heavy, and now the famous families in the rivers and lakes have a deep grudge against you, if you live in my Shaolin for a few months, the poor monk is willing to give you the Shaolin Pure Heart Sutra to eliminate the demonic nature." ”

Mrs. Ye said: "Okay, if you win against me, then what if you live in your Shaolin?" However, if you lose, then don't blame Ye for smashing your Shaolin ...... Oh, I forgot, I took off your plaques just now, Shaolin, local chickens and dogs, just a place to hide filth and dirt! ”

The host frowned and said: "Good, good, good, my Shaolin was originally compassionate, but Ye Shizhu relied on his profound skills and repeatedly humiliated, if we let it go, we will be laughed at by the people of the world for a small matter, I am afraid that the Ye donor will fall into the devil too deeply, causing a big killing in the martial arts......"

Mrs. Ye waved her hand impatiently and interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, you say so much, don't you just want to say that Ye Mou is an evil demon, and you don't have to tell me anything about the morality of the rivers and lakes?" Let's go together! ”

When the words fell, Ye Tai suddenly made a mistake with his feet, and the pale yellow supreme true qi formed a semicircular gang qi shield within a zhang of his body.

As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, the ground instantly sank down more than a foot deep, and then like an arrow from the string, he came to the three old monks in an instant, his fists were like a dragon out of the water, and with the majestic aura around his body, he blasted towards the door of the three old monks.

The monk looked pale, his body was wrong, and he put his hand on the shoulder of the monk with the deepest skill, and the monk blasted out a kind of Gangqi palm print with the name of the Buddha to resist Ye Tai's iron fist.

Boom~~

The air waves in the air were layered on top of each other, instantly crushing the red lacquered door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Ye Tai's figure was like a tiger, and he was suspended in the air like this, confronting the translucent huge Buddha palm print.

In the end, Ye Tai gathered all the fierce true qi on his head, and then slammed his forehead forward, and there was a faint click in the air, and the strong Buddha palm print shattered in response.

Ye Tai's figure leaned back, was swept out by the bursting qi, swept the ground on his toes, and stood still for more than three feet back.

And the three Shaolin old monks were also at the same time, and instantly flew upside down into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, except for the monk Knot, the other two fell to the ground, and the monk kept spitting red blood, but he suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

The monk sighed, swept towards the back mountain, and said: "Buddhism is a pure place, if Lord Ye wants to win, come to the back mountain." ”

Ye Taifei flew up, and under the urging of the strongest Gang Qi, the whole person was like a beam of light, and instantly came to the end of the body in the air, from the bottom to the top, and slammed dozens of palms with him.

The monk was blasted into the air twenty or thirty feet by this fierce true qi, bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he still insisted on falling back into the mountain.

Ye Tai landed in an instant, his knees bent slightly, half breathing, and then disappeared in place like a teleportation, leaving only a courtyard full of spider cracks.

His figure went straight to and fro, and in less than half a breath, he came to the knot again, and beckoned to him on the mountain wall.

Crash~

The monk dodged Ye Tai's punch, but saw that the mountain rocks of more than ten zhang were instantly shattered, and the gravel rolled towards the bottom of the mountain.

Ye Tai lifted a giant tree growing two feet thick in the mountains, and with a majestic brush, the branches and leaves of the giant tree scattered around as if they had been cut by a chainsaw.

Ye Tai held the giant tree with only the thick trunk left, and slapped it towards the finished monk.

The monk used the clutches of Vajra to resist this huge wooden stick, but the giant stick blessed by Ye Tai's strong qi was like a steel cast, with huge kinetic energy.

Every time Ye Tai's offensive was resolved, a wisp of red blood overflowed from the monk's mouth.

Huge sticks struck on the mountain wall, and countless earth trees flew up.

In the end, the monk finally had no time to cope, and was struck in the abdomen head-on by this giant stick, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then flew like a baseball, grazing the mountain wall.

After landing on the ground, the monk was already bruised, he sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands, looked at Ye Tai's head-on bombardment of the giant stick, and closed his eyes, "Amitabha." ”

Rumble~

A tremendous wind pressure descended on the monk's head, causing him to sit down and the round turf flew up.

But the giant tree just stopped on his monk's hat, and the monk's hat exploded in an instant, and his beard flew up, leaving several hair-thin blood marks on his face.

With a strong pair of arms, Ye Tai picked up the giant stick and inserted it into the ground to a depth of one zhang, only a part of it was exposed.

He clapped his hands, looked at the monk with a sympathetic expression and bruised body, and said, "Shaolin, that's it." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

"Master Ye, please slow down."

Behind him came a weak voice, he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

Ye Tai turned a deaf ear and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

The monk continued to speak: "Master Ye, the old man has a word of persuasion, please don't continue to challenge, otherwise the famous martial arts family will definitely regard you as a great enemy, and when they unite, no matter whether you can really suppress the first life, it will definitely cause boundless killing." ”

Mrs. Ye didn't stop and said, "Then you monks will have something to eat, and you can earn a lot of money by reciting the Sutra a few times." ”

He sighed and said: "Master Ye Shi's demonic nature is too heavy, but since you didn't kill the old man, you still have a trace of reason, and the old man is willing to give his life in exchange for Lord Ye Shi's return." ”

Mrs. Ye turned her head at this time, but she sneered: "Monk, do you know, there are two kinds of monks, one is to hypnotize others, and the other is to hypnotize yourself, do you think you are merciful and compassionate, and you are willing to exchange your life for the return of a demon?"

But have you ever thought that I am already a public enemy of martial arts, if I kill you, it will be a reason for other sects to join forces, and at that time, even if I stop, who will be responsible for the murder caused? Buddha? ”

After speaking, Mrs. Ye didn't look back and went down the mountain.

In the original work, too, the empty monk can clearly subdue the demon Guihai with a knife, but he would rather use his own life to try to transform Guihai with a knife.

But the result?

Guihai didn't get a knife, but spread his reputation as a murderer.

After all, the compassionate Shaolin abbot was killed by him, and the martial arts decency still has a reason to sit back and watch that murderous demon continue to get away with it?

I have to say that most of the monks in the real world are the first type, whether they really promote Buddhism or for fame and fortune, they are all trying to fool others and hypnotize others.

But most of the monks in the martial arts world belong to the latter in Ye Tai's observation.

That's hypnotizing yourself.

To put it mildly, it is hypocritical and self-righteous.