But in addition to the sighs of the surrounding martial arts people, there are three people who are getting more and more angry.

That is the Golden Wheel Dharma King three.

The more the old monk spoke, the more the three of them, especially the Golden Wheel Dharma King, hated it so much that they couldn't help it anymore after forcing themselves to listen to it.

"What a bunch of nonsense! You old monk is untrustworthy and reverses black and white! You even slander me as a monk who founded a temple, my master is not called a fire foreman at all, but a Tibetan monk Guanghui Wang, who enjoys a good reputation in Mongolia and Tibet!"

"The old man has long passed away, but you are here to slander him, not killing you is not enough to repay the teacher's kindness!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was really angry, and his beard was erected and his face turned red.

didn't pay attention to any antecedents and consequences, and didn't care about any surroundings, if he didn't give these three thief monks a color, he would really be bullied by him, the Mongolian protector mage!

"You said that the martial arts in my temple are all out of Shaolin, so let you see the mastery of this sect!"

"Oh~"

Without saying a word, he immediately moved, and the golden wheel flew out and shot directly at the center of the three monks, and then flew with both palms and flitted together, sending out a huge force with a roar towards the three of them.

"Bang~"

The wooden floor of the Heroes' Platform could not withstand the force under His Holiness's feet, and he was stepped out of two cracks.

Under the movement of the rabbit, the people around him seem to fall into slow motion.

As the Golden Wheel Dharma King's palm power approached, the surrounding airflow faintly showed a trace of a dragon elephant phantom.

"Shhhh

The whistling air is more like the roar of a dragon.

The two groups of monks were only a few steps away, even if Guo Jing wanted to stop it, it was too late, and countless people were sweating for the three Shaolin monks at this moment.

"Ding~" "Smack." "Smack. ”

The golden wheel was first flicked into the air by a finger, and then the two palms of the Golden Wheel Dharma King were like thunder and lightning, and the terrifying sound was also slapped away by the old monk's one hand.

At the same time, the palm power in the palm of the palm was dispersed while slapping away the power of the two palms of the thousand catties, even so, Xuantong Xuankong and the seat masters on the left and right sides still felt the wind sweeping across the pavement, bringing the clothes to the hunting sound.

'It's amazing!' The martial arts of the Golden Wheel Dharma King are truly astonishing!'

'It's amazing!' This Shaolin monk is so powerful!'

These two heartfelt words rose at the same time in the hearts of everyone present in the form of their own few deviations but to the same effect, including the reincarnation team North America and the Middle-earth team.

The former was already secretly anxious, and the latter was overjoyed.

This will make everyone know that the Golden Wheel Dharma King has no choice but to be a Shaolin monk, and the martial arts knights have put away their guard, and once again they jointly showed a posture of watching a good show.

"If you want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, okay, you should be!"

Xuankong and Xuantong were actually startled in their hearts, but fortunately, their uncle was powerful, and they still stared at the three of them with hatred and a hint of arrogance.

Daoyuan's eyes were flat, and he quietly looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King who was at a loss and the frightened Hodudarba.

"The dragon elephant is like a god?"

Hearing this, King Jinlun felt another "gurgle" in his heart, and he was a little flustered for some reason.

His master's advice before his death seemed to echo in his ears again.

Dao Yuan ignored other people's reactions and continued to talk on his own.

"King Jinlun, do you want to know what secret the fire foreman Tuo, that is, your master Guanghui Wang, saw on the third floor of the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion?"

King Jinlun subconsciously wanted to refute something, but perhaps out of concern, or perhaps curiosity, he opened his mouth but stopped his voice.

Dao Yuan clasped his hands together, his white beard and white hair floated in the wind, and the Buddha horn sounded again.

"Ah ~ Mi ~ Buddha ~ Buddha~, the secret of the third layer of the Shaolin Temple Hidden Scripture Pavilion is Lao Qu Daoyuan!"

After saying this, no matter how much the people around him scratched their ears and cheeks and were anxious to learn, Dao Yuan just didn't say it, because he knew that he had a good assist.

Sure enough, Xuankong couldn't help but stand up and speak out, and looked at Daoyuan before speaking, and found that Uncle Shi had no intention of stopping it, so he was relieved.

"Uncle Shi Zu is my Shaolin monk after Bodhidharma Patriarch, the fire foreman Tuo saw in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion back then, it was the Master Uncle Ancestor who had been in retreat in the closed Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for 26 years at that time!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

What are you kidding, twenty-six years of retreat? This man must not die of boredom?

Obviously, there are many people who subconsciously think that this retreat is the kind of meditation where people bring water and food at regular intervals.

But extremely smart people like Yang Guo and Huang Rong frowned.

Yang Guo subconsciously said to Lu Wushuang, Guo Fu and others on the side.

"Could this Shaolin monk really be a monk?"

He noticed that in the previous story of the fire foreman Tuo, he had been burning the fire in the Shaolin kitchen for 20 years, and he had been forbearant for many years to investigate, so if there were really senior monks on the third floor who wanted water and food, how could he not know.

Xuankong continued.

"The fire foreman Tuo saw with his own eyes the self-enlightenment scriptures of Daoyuan's uncle Dingzhong Shenghui in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and copied the incomplete "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" from Zhongqiangji!"

"You talk nonsense!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King shouted angrily again, but although his voice was loud at this time, it had inexplicably lost a momentum.

"My King Kong Temple's dragon elephant like a gong, is recorded in the master's own creation of the dragon elephant like a sutra, the word beads contain the Buddha's ritual wonderful law, this scripture book in the world only I King Kong Temple has a side, you casually break it, really when the world's martial arts out of Shaolin'?"

Dao Foresight was almost over, and motioned for Xuankong to step back and speak again.

"Venerable King of the Golden Wheel, let me ask you, how many levels of Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong do you have now? How many layers of your so-called Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong have, and what kind of classical minor should be supplemented?"

At this time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King has been substituted into the rhythm of Daoyuan.

"There are 13 layers of dragon elephant prajna gong in this temple, and the old man is now up to the tenth layer, and he has the power of ten dragons and ten elephants! As for the minor scriptures, it is naturally the Tantric Buddhism Heart Sutra, and it all depends on personal cultivation for understanding!"

As soon as the Golden Wheel Dharma King finished speaking, he saw the unfathomable old monk on the opposite side smiling.

"Hehehehehe... ”

Daoyuan really wanted to laugh, he suddenly remembered some of the plots in "The Condor", and thought of how profound and difficult the dragon elephant was to practice.

'I didn't expect that the tantric dragon elephant prajna gong was still a remnant of the flow from me, no wonder... So weak!' Corrupting the Observer's Stuff!'

"Old monk, what are you laughing at!"

Huo Du rarely seized the opportunity to come out to brush up on his sense of existence, he had been holding back for so long, he had been angry for so long, he was already a little confused, and this sentence was the loudest.

And Huang Rong came out of Guo Jing's side with a smile on her face, and she tasted the taste from Master Daoyuan's laughter.

"The master is naturally a barbarian and ignorant such as Xiaoer, is it a master~"

Looking at Huang Rong smiling at him with a smile on her face, Daoyuan couldn't bear it in his heart.

"What Huang Shizhu said is true!"

A trace of pale yellow visible air flow emanated from Master Daoyuan at some point, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King and the others subconsciously retreated a few steps, while the two monks of Xuankong Xuantong moved at least ten steps away unhurriedly.

The airflow gradually thickened, rendering the surrounding Zhang Xu of Daoyuan into a faint golden yellow, and intertwined a dragon elephant phantom in the air.

Daoyuan was in the center, and his mouth didn't move, but the voice that was not in a hurry was playing.

"The power of the ten dragons and ten elephants? It's really ridiculous, the so-called dragon is a chameleon, and the elephant is a small milk elephant?"

Then his voice became serious, and there seemed to be a scripture being sung in the air around him.

"The dragon elephant is like a gong, is the old man from the Buddhist scriptures to come out, in the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion three layers of retreat for 66 years to complete, a total of 18 layers, can have the nine dragons and nine elephants of the divine power, need to be supplemented by the "Dafang Guang Buddha Huayan Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra" practice. ”

"What the rebellious fire foreman Tuo obtained in peeking is only the enlightenment of the first twenty-six years of Lao Gao, presumably the process is chaotic and obscure, it must be a patchwork product, no wonder there is no Dharma neutralization in the Dharma King's Gong, and the power is shallow!"

The old monk's hands slowly folded, but the phantom of the dragon elephant in the air became clearer and clearer.

"Your Majesty, please see the old man's demonstration, the power of this dragon and elephant!"

"Ang ~~~~~" and "Lu ~~~~~"

When the old monk waved his hands, the dragon elephant phantom in the sky suddenly roared in unison, as if the dragon elephant essence was turned into the old monk's hands.

His arms stretched out like golden glass, one palm to the sky and the other to the ground.

A palm to the sky brought up a rising wind, not only everyone's hair and robes rose, but also the dishes and soups splashed on the wine table around them, and many of them flew to the sky with the air current, forming a scene of wind and clouds.

Palm to the ground and face the hero platform.

"Bang~" "Boom~"

The former was a palm-sized hole in the Hero Stage, and the latter was a palm-sized hole that hit the ground.

The seats around shook for a while, and the entire hero stage rumbled and swayed!

The room was as silent as death!

。。。

"Oops... How powerful is this martial art I created?"

An unscrupulous "developer" is in a mess.