"Master Lin, what are you doing?"

Xuan Ci shouted angrily, a pair of white eyebrows were raised high, and his figure was slapped out without hesitation.

"How daring!" "Shaolin is not a place where you can go wild!" “……”

The rest of the Xuanzi monks shouted angrily, not taking Lin Sha's arrogance and kindness to heart before, and they all attacked and stepped forward.

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Sha's brows furrowed slightly, his face was full of impatience, and his wide sleeves swept back suddenly, and suddenly a strong wind swept by, with a chilling energy, the Shaolin monks who were besieging him almost couldn't open their eyes, and the action of rushing forward also paused.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Lin Sha slapping Xuandu's chest with a palm, but Xuandu was pale and had no power to resist, the ugly-faced monk who was holding Xuandu was suddenly in a hurry, Lin Sha's strong performance just now He saw it in his eyes, Xuandu must not be slapped to death with this palm?

didn't care about anything else, his heart eagerly pulled Xuandu behind him, the air flow in his body was surging and hot and uncomfortable, and his hands suddenly gave birth to a majestic divine power, and the ugly-faced monk didn't even think about swinging out his palm.

Call!

The strong wind is whistling, and the palm is majestic, although it is only the most basic Wei camel palm in Shaolin, it is powerful and amazing.

Syllable!

Said that it was too late, then fast, the two palms hit each other fiercely and made a crisp and muffled sound, with the two palms as the center of the circle, the surrounding energy was overflowing, and the wind was howling, and the outsiders within three zhang were almost unstable, and they looked at the two palms with a frightened face, and the hearts were turbulent.

"The little monk's strength is good, are you practicing Shaolin's Yijin Sutra or the Pulp Washing Sutra?"

I felt the majestic power transmitted back from the palm of my hand, as well as the wave after wave of majestic internal force that seemed to be a surging wave. Lin Sha's arm bones and muscles trembled slightly, and a surging force suddenly erupted, directly shaking the ugly-faced little monk backwards and retreating again and again. Didn't chase either, just asked with a chuckle.

Although the words are light, they can be heard in the ears of the Shaolin monks and the heroes. But it was like a thunderclap and his face was full of surprise, and he looked at the ugly-faced monk with incredible eyes.

How is this possible?

Yi Jin Jing? Washing the marrow meridian?

No matter which one is the top magic skill of the Shaolin pyramid, it is an unattainable existence in the entire rivers and lakes, and this inconspicuous little monk in front of him has actually cultivated one of these two magic skills?

The heroes didn't know the inside story, they were shocked, but they were more envious and jealous, thinking that the luck of the little monk was too good, if the people who practiced these two divine skills were them, how good would it be?

As for whether it was true or not, they didn't have the slightest doubt, no matter the momentum of the little monk's palm just now or the performance behind the palm, they let them see the extraordinary.

To know. Just now, Lin Sha faced more than a dozen Xuanzi senior monks, and in a few breaths, he shook them all away, and it was enough to make a move with just one move!

But just now, the little monk and Lin Sha fought hard, but he only pedaled back seven steps in a row, doesn't this mean anything?

The skill of the little monk is really stronger than that of the Shaolin Xuanzi monks!

The Shaolin monks were even more surprised, and even a little incredulous.

Especially the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation, they all stopped in time to look at the ugly-faced little monk, and their eyes were full of shock.

They know very well how difficult it is to practice the Yi Jin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra.

There were more than a dozen monks of the Xuanzi generation. Including the head of the abbot Xuanci, none of them cultivated any of these two divine skills, which can be seen from this.

As people in the know, they knew that they wanted to cultivate either of these two divine skills. The conditions required were extremely demanding, at least none of them could meet them.

Otherwise, Shaolin would have already produced the top masters of the mighty rivers and lakes. Who are you afraid of the provocation of Gu Mozhi, or the small actions of the beggars?

In the world of laughter. At that time, the head of Shaolin Fang Zheng was successful in practicing the Yijin Sutra, and thus became one of the top masters of the righteous path. The strength is no worse than any of them, and I know how powerful it is.

After the shock, it was ecstasy, but how did the ugly-faced little monk learn one of the two magic skills, this is the blessing of Shaolin and the luck of martial arts.

As for the people on the sacred mountain, their expressions were full of complexity, both shocked and relieved, and of course, they must not be envious and jealous.

Especially the Venerable Master of Shenshan, he went to Shaolin this time, in addition to wanting to get Shaolin mastery from Polo Xing's mouth, the most important purpose was to slap Shaolin in the face and promote his name.

But as a result, the situation was full of twists and turns, and accidents occurred frequently, not to mention Gu Mozhi's guy, anyway, the purpose of this guy coincided with him, and he slapped Shaolin in the face.

But he never thought that Shaolin would still have such a master?

The monk is only in his early twenties, and he actually practiced one of the top Shaolin magic skills Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra, which is a good thing that he can't even think of, and he was given by such a little-known little monk, God is really unfair!

"What, what is the Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra, the little monk doesn't know what the donor is talking about?"

The ugly-faced little monk looked confused, shook his head, and his face was full of confusion.

"Hey, little monk, you're full of luck!"

Lin Sha let out a light voice, shook his head, and chuckled: "What is the little monk's name?" ”

"Little monk Xuzhu!" The ugly-faced little monk was very honest, and Lin Sha answered whatever he asked.

Sure enough, Lin Sha knew in his heart that this was the pig's foot in the Tianlong world, whose luck could be compared to Duan Yu and You Tanzhi, and he got such a benefit without the adventure of Drum Mountain.

"Are you a fictitious character?"

Xuan Ci's face was gentle, how to see how Xuzhu was pleasing to the eye.

"The head of the Qiyu family, the little monk is the imaginary generation!"

Xuzhu's face was full of excitement, and he hurriedly put his hands together and saluted.

"Okay, good, I have a successor in Shaolin!"

Xuan Ci really wanted to ask Xuzhu which Shaolin magic skill he was practicing, but now was not a good time to ask, but in his heart, he firmly remembered Xuzhu's name and surname.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect Shaolin to have such a young master!"

At this moment, Gu Mozhi got up and proclaimed a Buddha name, with a gentle smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, only Lin Sha pursed his lips slightly, feeling the deep malice behind Gu Mozhi's smile.

"The little monk has heard of the great name of Shaolin Divine Skills, and today I am fortunate to meet those who have achieved cultivation, and I am very fortunate to be very lucky!"

Gu Mozhi and the eminent monks touched the appearance, and without waiting for Xuan Ci and the others to react, they saluted Xuzhu Heshi with a smile on their faces and said, "Little master, please give me advice!" ”

As he spoke, his right hand was smiling silently, and his fingers were lightly clicked, and his energy shot out silently.

The experience of fighting in the void bamboo can be described as a blank, and he was deceived by the performance of Gu Mozhi who made people like Mu Chunfeng, and he was waiting for a return gift in a panic, which expected that Gu Mozhi suddenly shot and was caught off guard, but fortunately, the martial arts he practiced were really peculiar, and he subconsciously raised his hand and patted it, and instantly put the sneak attack of Gu Mo finger down.

"King Dalun Ming, your behavior is too despicable!"

"Amitabha, King Ming is not going to stop quickly!"

"Despicable, it's too despicable, to sneak attack a junior!"

“……”

Waiting for Gu Mo to fight with Xuzhu in a move that did not distinguish between victory and defeat, the Shaolin monks of the Xuanzi generation reacted, and suddenly shouted with angry faces.

Several people with fiery temperaments are even more anxious to use the true qi in their bodies, and they are ready to shoot at any time.

Xuzhu is a genius who has cultivated one of the Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra, and it may still be the signboard of Shaolin in the future, how can he watch Gu Mozhi bully?

"The little monk is very curious about what the Shaolin magic skills are like, and he just asked the little master for a lesson or two, Abbot Xuanci, you are too fussed, right?"

Gu Mozhi said that the movements in his hands were not slow at all, and when he saw that the flower finger had no effect, he changed to other Shaolin masters, such as Doroye fingers, Maha fingers, Donkey Kong fists, Prajna palms and Donkey Kong palms, etc., and so on, and they were all used one by one, and the power was magnificent, and the atmosphere was dazzling.

"This is the Shaolin Seventy-Two Peerless Learning?"

"What is the origin of the Hu monk, how can there be so many Lin Juexue?"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing!"

“……”

The group of heroes were dumbfounded, most of them were experienced and eye-catching people in the rivers and lakes, but in a blink of an eye, they recognized the various Shaolin masteries used by Gu Mozhi, and there was an uproar.

"That little monk called Xuzhu is amazing!"

"People have practiced Shaolin magic skills, can they not be powerful?"

"Tsk, it's all blocked, Shaolin magic really deserves its reputation!"

“……”

What surprised the heroes even more was that Gu Mozhi had used dozens of Shaolin mastery not to mention, and the performance of the little monk Xuzhu was not bad at all, although he went back and forth on the two basic martial arts of Shaolin Luohan Boxing and Wei Tuozhang, but he couldn't stand up to his powerful skills, and he was embarrassed to take all the attacks of Gu Mozhi.

Not only that, but as the fierce fight continued, Xuzhu became more skilled and experienced in the use of moves, not only being able to take all of Hatomachi's attacks, but even counterattacking one or two moves out of ten moves, and his progress speed was too amazing.

"The little master is really powerful, take me another flame knife and try it!"

Don't mention the depression in Gu Mozhi's heart, the little monk in front of him is really weird, he feels the majestic anti-shock power transmitted back from his hand, the qi and blood in his body are surging and the true qi is really unbearable, and what makes him even more depressed is that the little monk Xuzhu actually used him as a sparring partner, and the fighting experience actually surged at a speed that made him panic, it was really a hell of a life.

Ruthless in his heart, where would he easily let go of Xuzhu, a promising little Shaolin monk, and did not show off his skills and directly changed back to the most familiar flame knife, and slashed the surrounding air with a hand-made knife as if it was burning, and the air seemed to be a little distorted wherever the palm was red.

Don't look at the number of words in the narrative, but in fact, it only takes a few breaths, and the speed of Guma's intelligent change move is too fast, and the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation have no time to make any rescue measures.

"It's not good, Xuzhu, you have to be careful!"

Abbot Xuanci only had time to let out an exclamation, and then he saw Gu Mozhi's flame knife slashing at Xuzhu...... (To be continued.) )