"Amitabha."

A long Buddha horn sounded from the Shaolin Temple, like a stone falling into the lake, rippling and everywhere in the Shaolin Temple.

There is also a trace of indescribable magic, which makes people feel at peace when they hear it, and calms down the panicked Shaolin monks.

"Amitabha", the Shaolin monks who returned to calm couldn't help but open their mouths and shouted the Buddha name neatly.

An old monk with a thin body, white eyebrows lowered, and a broom in his hand slowly walked over from a side courtyard.

The old monk's footsteps are very slow, and he looks very ordinary, just like a dying man. But Qi Fei looked at the old monk, his pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, and the power of his soul was released, but he didn't seem to feel the existence of the other party.

The old monk walked step by step, very slowly. But the old monk seems to be integrated with the whole heaven and earth, and he is no longer in the mortal world, and the whole person is empty and ethereal.

"Well, you didn't disappoint me."

Looking at the sweeping monk, Qi Fei's eyes were full of joy and joy.

This old monk is afraid that he has reached the peak of the innate third realm, and the whole person has reached the state of unity between heaven and man. The cultivation of a body is even more unfathomable, if it is not too old and the flesh is not enough qi and blood, I am afraid that it will be able to shatter the void.

However, if you give up this skin and choose the old monk of Broken Spirits, you should be able to do it, but I don't know why he didn't leave, but stayed in this mortal world to make jokes?

Thinking of this, Qi Fei couldn't help but ask, "Old monk, you have already been able to obtain the Broken King Kong, why do you still stay in this mortal world?" Don't you want to give up this world of flowers? It shouldn't be right, if you are reluctant to give up this world of flowers, you will not hide in Shaolin and be an insignificant sweeping monk. ”

"Could it be that you are unwilling to use your spirit to win the Shattered King Kong, but want to shatter the void?"

"But you're too old and lacking in qi and blood, and no matter how much you practice, there's no way to do it, unless you can find a young body."

"Wait? A young body? Old monk, do you want to take away other people's bodies if you are still in the mortal dust with such a cultivation? ”

Thinking of this, Qi Fei's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he stared at the sweeping monk deadly. Although this idea is a bit ridiculous, Qi Fei instead thinks that it is the most likely reason.

At the age of the old monk, this kind of cultivation, and this kind of point, Qi Fei couldn't think of any reason for the old monk to stay in the mortal world besides this.

"Amitabha, the donor is really shrewd, and he guessed what the old man thinks at once." The sweeping monk smiled slightly, folded his hands, and admitted it very simply.

This made Qi Fei's face instantly gloomy, and the old monk directly admitted that he wouldn't be paying attention to himself, right?

This time, Qi Fei really guessed correctly, and saw the sweeping monk slowly speak with a smile on his face, "The old man has been hiding here for a hundred years, but the people he sees have always been difficult to enter the eyes of the old man." ”

"A few days ago, a benefactor Xiao Feng came, and the old man was very happy. This man is strong and remarkable, and his roots and bones are excellent. The old man had thought that he would go to him in a few days to collect a new skin, but he didn't expect to see the donor today, which made the old man almost cry with joy. ”

"After a hundred years of waiting, God did not bear the old man after all, and let the old man wait for the donor."

"The donor is an innate Taoist body, with golden skin and jade skin, and his qualifications are rare for thousands of years, which makes the old man like it very much."

"I don't like you, a thin old monk. If you want my body, if you have the ability, come and get it yourself. Qi Fei's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth curled, revealing a sneer.

The aura of the whole body was fully opened, and everyone was enveloped in it in an instant. Within the aura, the vitality of heaven and earth rotated endlessly, causing a great change in the heavens, dark clouds gathered, and the sky quickly became gloomy. The wind was blowing and whistling, blowing sand and rocks in the courtyard, and the trees planted in the courtyard swayed.

The monks in Qi Fei's aura only felt that the true qi in their bodies was absorbed by heaven and earth, and it was rapidly dissipating, and they were horrified in their hearts. Looking back and forth, Qi Fei and the sweeping monk didn't know which of these two people was the ghost. Although Qi Fei had a gloomy face and looked like a bad person, he didn't do anything evil except for hurting a few monks and abbots.

Although the sweeping monk is a member of their Shaolin Temple, he also looks compassionate. But what he said, he even wants to take away others, and I'm afraid it's not a good person.

But either way, I can't stay here anymore. I'm afraid that if I stay for a while, the true qi in my body will dissipate and clean, and my cultivation will turn into flowing water.

The monks did not dare to stay longer, and immediately dispersed, disappearing without a trace, apparently after leaving a distance, they found that the condition of their bodies had not changed, and they had to flee farther again.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

The sweeping monk closed his eyes and felt the aura displayed by Qi Fei, and then opened his mouth and smiled, "But I don't know what kind of magic method this is, it's just like the legendary supernatural power." When I get your body and eat your soul, I will definitely be able to obtain this wonderful method, which is really blessed by my Buddha. ”

After speaking, the sweeping monk's face became extremely cold, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. A huge momentum rose from the body, and a wide monk's robe agitated.

Clasped his hands together, then shook his hand at Qi Fei and slapped it suddenly. As the sweeping monk stretched out his hand and patted it, a huge handprint condensed by true qi came out, slapping towards Qi Fei with a bang.

The giant palm is condensed and solid, and there is a lot of power! In the middle of the flight, Qi Fei's aura shook endlessly, and the rotating heaven and earth yuan qi in the aura couldn't help but stagnate suddenly, and then it seemed to encounter huge resistance, and the speed of rotation became like a turtle crawling.

Qi Fei's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, the true qi in his body ran all over his body, and his hands stretched out, clapping again and again like a butterfly piercing flowers, bringing out the afterimage of the Dao.

Countless dazzling rays of light shone out from Qi Fei's hands, turning into threads of silk to form a large net that wrapped the giant palm of True Qi that came from the slap. The silk thread is sharp, although the giant palm is solid, it is still difficult to escape, and the giant palm is smashed in the contraction of the large net.

"Whew"

Seeing this situation, the sweeping monk let out a long roar, like a tiger's roar, like a dragon's roar, and even more like a golden ge's resonance, sharp and piercing.

Then a punch was struck, and a terrifying aura erupted. This energy actually swirled, distorting the nearby air in a burst of noise, making people look at it suddenly, as if the whole world had become distorted.

The punch was so strong, coupled with the power of rotation, it was even stronger, and it was smashed in the moment that the big net was swept into it. Then the momentum did not decrease, and Peng Bai vigorously bombarded Qi Fei.

Qi Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light, he pinched his fingers into a sword, his fingertips had sword qi swallowing, and he stretched out his hand and stabbed out towards the punch that came from the impact.

Qi Fei's fingertips were sharp, and the sword qi slashed through the air, unexpectedly cutting out a gap in the space, revealing a trace of chaotic void. The punch power that came from the impact was even pierced by Qi Fei's sword, his fingers shook, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, twisting the qi into nothingness.