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"How can my Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion be defiled with copper stench, please go back!"

At this moment, even the monk didn't have a good tone, as if Tang Cheng took out the golden ticket, as if he was insulting them.

"Abbot, please stay!" Tang Cheng's face was also ugly, he wanted to take away the Jiuyang True Scripture quietly, but he also underestimated the difficulty of these monks, and it seemed that he could only tear his face and make a spicy appearance.

"What else does the donor have to say?" Zen Master Tianming didn't turn around, but just slowed down and said coldly.

"I was offended a lot before, and I hope the abbot will forgive me!" Tang Cheng hugged his fists and saluted, but this time he didn't bow down: "Shaolin is the Taishan Beidou in the rivers and lakes, and it is rumored that the world's martial arts have learned Shaolin's saying that it is circulating in the world. But as a son of man, I don't want to disappoint my mother, and I hope that the abbot will not hesitate to advise, if you can get lucky to win a trick and a half, but I hope that the abbot will be merciful, so that I can copy several scriptures in the scripture pavilion. ”

"Boy, rude!" Just when Tang Cheng's words fell, a monk who followed behind Zen Master Tianming suddenly shouted angrily: "You dare to talk to my abbot like this, where am I Shaolin?" How can you be wild here, get out of Shaolin for me quickly! ”

"Hmph......" And at this moment, Zen Master Tianming also let out a sneer: "Donor, let's go down the mountain as soon as possible, I Shaolin don't want to be enemies of others, but not everyone can provoke wantonly, feel angry, send off!" ”

"Abbot, is this scared?" Tang Cheng sneered and shouted loudly, since he had decided to tear the dough, he didn't have any scruples.

As soon as this voice came out, everyone present was shocked.

What kind of madman is this, who dares to provoke the abbot in the Shaolin Temple.

"Bold fanatics, dare to insult me Shaolin like this and eat me in the palm of your hand!"

The monk in his thirties, who was disgusted by Mingjiao, saw Tang Cheng so arrogant, he shouted violently, and hit Tang Cheng with a palm on the spot.

This palm, the strength is strong, the momentum is not weak, although it is not among the seventy-two stunts, but it is also a set of superior palm techniques, if it is really hit, tendon fractures are also common.

In the face of this palm, Tang Cheng only waited for the other party's palm to approach him, slipped under his feet, and immediately launched the 'snake raccoon turn' body method, almost avoided it, and said at the same time: "Abbot, Shaolin is a famous family in the world, and it is really an eye-opener to act like this." ”

"Jue Anger, stop!" In response to Tang Cheng's ridicule, Zen Master Tianming's face was as cold as frost, and he pretended to shout angrily.

"If you don't kill you with one palm, it's your fate, get out of Shaolin for me quickly!" Najue roared with anger and reluctantly withdrew.

Regarding Jue's reaction, Tang Cheng sneered again and again, unmoved.

"Donor, please leave, Shaolin is a pure land of Buddhism, and you must not use swords and soldiers, and the old man is not willing to do the big and bully the small, you better leave!" Zen Master Tianming said with a high profile.

"The abbot is right!" Tang Cheng said with a smile: "There is also self-knowledge in the bottom, if you compete with internal strength, there are many monks in the temple who can easily beat the bottom." But I really don't want to disappoint my mother, I just want to ask for a few scriptures, that's all. Moreover, Shaolin is also a martial arts master, to bully the small things can not be done, is to the boy dare to speak in front of the abbot monk, willing to rely on the sword in his hand, to learn Shaolin stunts, this than the point to the end, only by the move to win, if the kid loses, he will leave, never entangled. Of course, the kid also knows that this is beyond his means, and Shaolin must have seventy-two stunts, and he is behind him. But this move is also to seek a peace of mind, if the kid can get lucky to win a move and a half on the move, I hope that the abbot can agree to the request of the next, open the scripture pavilion, and let the mother copy several scriptures. ”

Tang Cheng said loudly, but he had already thought about it, that is, it could ensure his own safety, and it could also make this Tianming Zen Master embarrassed to refuse.

And after listening to Tang Cheng's words, the look on his face did not change at all, and he said: "The donor is sharp-toothed, and the old man is far inferior, but the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place in the temple, but ordinary people can never enter lightly, the donor or please go back." ”

"What the abbot said is very true!" Tang Cheng held back his anger and looked at Zen Master Tianming and said: "But for the sake of my mother, I still want to learn Shaolin stunts, although I know that there is little hope, but I still want to try it." ”

"Don't be a donor...... don't have to say much," Zen Master Tianming 'don't need to say much' before he finished speaking, and a violent voice interrupted it.

"You arrogant junior, but you are also a little self-aware, originally the old man still wanted to beat you to death with one palm, but after listening to your words, thinking that you still have a little filial piety to your mother, the old man agreed to your request for the abbot!" While speaking, a monk with a thin figure and a sunny face, but an obviously short-tempered monk pushed the door in: "Although I also think that this so-called competition is meaningless, I am still very willing to teach you a lesson." ”

"Colorless junior brother, you ......" Zen Master Tianming was suddenly a little speechless.

"I've seen Senior Brother Abbot!" The first Wuxiang Zen master of the Dharma Academy bowed, and then said: "Boy, since you have put forward the requirements and restrictions of the competition, then the old man will give you a chance, as long as you can defeat the three disciples of my Dharma Academy, we will agree to your request." Remember, it's three, not best-of-three! ”

Looking at the somewhat rude and irritable Wuxiang Zen Master, Tang Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, you are too timely to rain.

"Okay, since Zen Master Wuxiang has spoken, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman today. But what does the abbot say? Tang Cheng was happy in his heart, but he didn't forget to stab Zen Master Tianming, otherwise, when the time comes, he will really win, and the old bald donkey will be a fool if he didn't promise it.

"That's it, since the Wuxiang junior brother has already agreed, Lao Wei also agreed, and read on your filial piety for your mother, Lao Ke will give you a chance." Zen Master Tianming waved his hand: "But it's too late today, and it's not too late to talk about the competition tomorrow!" ”

"Okay, but it's up to the abbot to arrange!" Tang Cheng smiled, his goal had been achieved, of course he would not come nonsense again.

Subsequently, Zen Master Tianming and Zen Master Wuxiang left together.

Just as he was leaving, the monk Jueyi, who had moved with Tang Cheng before, glared at Tang Cheng viciously and said, "Boy, you wait, I will be the first to fight you tomorrow, I will definitely break your two ribs, so that you can know that not everyone in my Shaolin can come to spread wild!" ”

Say it, slam the door and leave.

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