"The old man is willing to accept the donor's three palms, but I beg the donor to let go of the Scripture Pavilion, I don't know if it's okay?"

The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the sweeping old monk.

"Master, no!"

Xuan Ci was the first to react, and hurriedly persuaded: "Although Master Mo Shi is young, his kung fu has reached the top, the master must not take risks, since the other party asks for the scriptures and gives it to him, why should the master make sacrifices?" ”

The sweeping monk shook his head and said slowly: "After all, Lao Qu is a monk who swept the floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, if the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not there, where should Lao Qu go, and what face will he have to see my Buddha in the future?"

glanced at Mo Wen, and said: "And if the old man doesn't feel wrong, this Mo Shi has already killed the old man, if the old man doesn't go this way, I'm afraid there will be twists and turns." ”

Mo Wen is chuckle, this old monk feels good, he just exudes a trace of murderous aura, he feels it.

Yes, the reason why Mo Wen provoked this catastrophe that swept the entire martial arts this time was not only to accumulate enough internal strength for his subordinates and obtain various cheats, but also to use this sweeping monk.

Although this old monk eats fasting and recites Buddha, he doesn't have any desires in the original book, and he doesn't look like a person who will kill in vain, but with such a master who can threaten himself, he always feels a little like a fish in his throat, and he is a little restrained when he does things, and he knows that he has done those things, and he is definitely not a righteous person, what if he accidentally provokes the other party one day?

Rather than grasping the scale like this, it is better to take the lead yourself.

The current situation is just as Mo Wen expected. All of the people present could die, but only he could not die, at least in the eyes of the sweeping monks.

Because Mo Wen, who is the leader of the free faction. If he dies, no one dares to guarantee that the Xiaoyao faction will not retaliate wildly, even if the Xiaoyao faction does not retaliate, who can guarantee that those martial arts heroes will not let go of the leaderless Xiaoyao faction, after all, this is a sect that challenges the entire martial arts with its own strength, which one is not jealous.

For the sake of these people in the rivers and lakes, Mo Wen must not die.

So this fight began. Mo Wen has the upper hand, unless the sweeping monk has not made a move. He had to face the situation.

"I don't know what to do?"

The sweeping monk took a few steps forward, looked at Mo Wen and whispered.

"Since you want to die, this son will fulfill you!"

Slowly walking forward, Mo Wen's eyes became extraordinarily deep. Breathing begins to slow slowly. The momentum of the whole person is getting higher and higher.

At this point, Abbot Xuanci couldn't stop it, and with a wave of his hand, he led everyone back a few steps and made way for an open space.

"Amitabha! Donor, please give the first palm. ”

The sweeping monk put his hands together and placed them on his chest, and his thin body looked particularly fragile and weak in the eyes of everyone. But in Mo Wen's eyes, this monk is like a giant tree rooted in the rocks. No amount of wind and rain can destroy it.

Shaking his head slightly, Mo Wen knew that this was the induction caused by both of them raising their skills to the top.

"First palm!"

Mo Wen roared, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed outward, and everyone felt that a gust of wind was rushing towards him, and his breath was stagnant, and there seemed to be a dragon groan in a trance, and then he saw Mo Wen slash towards the sweeping old monk with a palm.

Eighteen palms of the dragon - Kanglong has regrets!

"Amitabha!"

The sweeping monk's head lowered slightly, and a wall of qi appeared out of thin air.

Mo Wen's palm pushed two feet in front of the old monk, and suddenly hit this invisible qi wall, as if crashing into a fishing net, although the palm force was fierce, it was powerless, and he insisted on it, unable to move forward.

Seeing this situation, the monks of Shaolin Temple looked relieved, and then they were happy, but they didn't expect this senior's martial arts to be so strong, even a master like Mo Wen couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

But the next moment, everyone's faces changed.

"Hah!"

I saw that Mo Wen in the field drank suddenly, and the palm power instantly condensed several times, and then tore the air wall and slapped it on the old monk.

With a 'snap', the sweeping monk's body shook, and then blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Raising his head, the sweeping monk looked at Mo Wen and said lightly: "What a handsome kung fu!" Eighteen palms of the dragon, sure enough, the first in the world, such as the fierce, there is no palm in the world that surpasses it. However, the old man is puzzled, since the donor has already cultivated the Yi Jin Sutra of this temple, when he has already broken through the "I look, the face of the people", why is he so competitive in his heart, and he opens the killing ring in vain? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Shaolin Temple was shocked, they didn't expect Mo Wen to practice the Yijin Sutra exercises that no one in this temple had ever practiced in a hundred years, and at the same time, they didn't expect that the scripture that had been neglected had such power.

Mo Wen smiled, looked at the sweeping monk and said: "Let's be with each other, the master's Yijin Sutra attainments are still above the bottom, I am ashamed of myself, as for why I can practice magic skills below, the master will understand later!" ”

"Oh?"

The sweeping monk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and stretched his palm forward.

"Please also ask the donor to give a second palm!"

A wall of qi that was a little thicker than before appeared in front of him.

Mo Wen didn't dare to be careless when he saw this, so he immediately calmed down and closed his eyes.

The audience was silent for a while, and everyone looked at the two people in the audience with wide eyes, not even daring to breathe.

Gradually, the sweeping monk's face is changing, the breath of Mo Wen in the field has become lighter and lighter, and finally gradually undetectable, the whole person seems to have been fused with nature, if the momentum of Mo Wen just now is like a boulder that overwhelms everyone, now it is the fluttering can no longer detect the catkins, although the momentum is weakened, but in the eyes of the sweeping monk at this time Mo Wen is even more terrifying.

Harmony of Heaven and Man (B/A+): In harmony with all things in nature, you can more easily enter the state of unity between nature and man. (Effect - Passive, greatly increases comprehension of natural or comprehension-related skills, Active - When enabled, all attributes are slightly increased, and the power of related skills is increased.) Intuition is sharper. ）

The next moment, I saw Mo Wen slam out with a palm, his left leg slightly flexed, and his right palm pushed out. It's still Kang Long's regrets!

This palm is plain, without a trace of fireworks, without the previous momentum, but there is a wonderful rhythm when it looks at it, and the qi wall that can still be blocked is like paper paste, which was broken by a blow, and the sweeping monk's brows furrowed even tighter when he saw this. Suddenly, his body straightened, and a faint golden light flashed all over his body.

Mo Wen's palm slapped directly on the sweeping monk, only to hear a sound like glass breaking. The sweeping monk took a few steps back, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Raising his head, the sweeping monk looked at Mo Wen and said with a wry smile: "'Heaven and man are one'." Donor talent. Lao Qu is willing to bow to the wind, throughout the ages, he can use the unity of heaven and man to strengthen the Yijin Sutra, and the donor should be the first person. ”

Although it was not explicitly stated, the sweeping monk already knew how Mo Wen practiced the Yijin Sutra in the case of "my appearance and human appearance", although the way of martial arts is to practice the muscles and bones on the outside, and the true qi on the inside, but also pay attention to the spiritual realm. Being able to fit in with heaven and earth is already the top realm. is also on top of "my appearance, human appearance", and naturally you can also practice the Yijin Sutra.

However, being able to enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man anytime and anywhere while practicing, even if this kind of talent is a sweeping monk who has diligently cultivated the Dharma to the point of transcendence, a trace of jealousy swells in his heart, and the lake in his heart is full of ripples.

Mo Wen looked at him with some surprise, and said with a smile: "I can't imagine that in addition to the Yijin Sutra, the master also has such an achievement, no wonder he dares to take it in the next three palms!" ”

The sweeping monk shook his head and smiled bitterly, and raised his hand at Mo Wenyi.

"Donor, please give a third palm!"

Hearing this, Mo Wen's face was also solemn, and his eyes were staring at the sweeping monk.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, and the palms of Shaolin Temple Xuanci were already oozing beads of sweat.

The breeze on the field picked up a few leaves, which looked particularly gloomy.

Suddenly, I saw Mo Wen drink violently, and a devastating momentum on his body rose up, straight to the sky, black and upright, the internal force of his body was agitated, and a circle of smoke and dust was blown away and swept away.

Destroyer (A/EX): Destroying miè nearly 100 planets makes you very familiar with the power of destruction, and the control of destructive power has increased significantly, and you can exert several times your own power, but ruining miè will not be favored by the world (effect - when it is opened, strength, durability, agility, and energy ability are increased by one level, and luck is reduced by one level, and at the same time, the effect of destruction and skill increases, and the effect of healing treasure and skill decreases. ）

The sweeping monk's pupils shrank, and in his eyes he seemed to see the scene of the destruction of heaven and earth, and the sea of corpses and bones was coming.

"Hah!"

Mo Wen shouted violently, stomped his foot on the ground, the entire ground cracked, and the whole person flew up towards the opposite side, rushing like a hurricane.

Eighteen Palms of the Dragon - Flying Dragon in the Sky!

Mo Wen's hands were red and blue, and he slapped at the front chest of the sweeping monk, and the wall of air was like air, which did not play a role in blocking it at all.

Everyone only heard an earth-shattering explosion, and then saw the sweeping monk's feet flying out violently, and his feet made scratches on the ground.

"Amitabha!"

Standing in place, the sweeping monk clasped his palms together and chanted the Buddha in a low voice.

And Mo Wen opposite him was a little pale, panting slightly.

"Win!"

Xuan Sheng said in surprise.

Then he heard Mo Wen laugh and said: "The Vulture Palace belongs to listen to the order, go to the Scripture Pavilion to move books!" ”

The people from the seventy-two caves of the thirty-six islands behind him, although they hadn't figured out what was going on, still shouted and walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

"You don't keep your word!"

Xuansheng was in a hurry, and he wanted to stop it.

An arm crossed over and stopped him.

Xuan Ci smiled wryly, shook his head, and pointed to the sweeping monk in the field.

I didn't know when, the head of the sweeping monk was already lowered, motionless, half of his face was cold and beaded with ice, and half of it was charred like charcoal.

"Amitabha!"

All the Shaolin people present sat on the ground, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, and watched the people of the Carefree School walk past the sweeping monks in groups, laughing into the Shaolin -

In the eighth year of Yuanyou, although the catastrophe provoked by the free faction was less than a short year, the impact was extremely far-reaching, and the Taishan Beidou Shaolin Temple in the martial arts was closed since then, and the loss of the scriptures was repaired with all its might, and the world was not asked. The Hidden Sect Xiaoyao Sect shocked the martial arts in one fell swoop, and the Ethereal Peak was listed as a forbidden place by the Jianghu people within a hundred miles, and the entire Xiaoyao Sect was called the Xiaoyao Cult, and Mo Wen, who killed Beiqiao Feng and the Shaolin Holy Monk, was called the Xiaoyao Evil Venerable, and faintly thought that he was the first person in the world. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to the lazy monthly pass.