Chapter Seventy-Seven: Zhang Sanfeng Picks Shaolin Temple

Shaolin Temple, guest rooms,

Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting on the futon and holding a teacup, couldn't help but nodded,

It seems that this Shaolin also wants to be faced, they all feel that they are evil guests, this good tea is still not less of their own, not bad, not bad,

It didn't take long for the four empty "monks" of Shaolin Temple to walk in, and the four of them recited Amitabha Buddha together,

Zhang Sanfeng greeted them with a smile,

"Come, all sit, you're welcome."

Zhang Sanfeng's picture of me being the master made these four monks stunned, looked at each other in confusion, and finally could only take out the heart of the monk, and they all sat down cross-legged.

"Lao Dao, and Shaolin are also old, and I don't want to make things bigger, so I will show you the sincerity of Lao Dao first, and afterwards, there are many such things."

After that, Zhang Sanfeng took out a piece of spirit crystal from his robe, which red envelope Chu sent at the beginning, and later when Zhang Sanfeng broke through to the Void Dan, he used one piece to stabilize the realm, and there were four pieces left that remained untouched.

After all, he cultivates on weekdays, and he can use the wind elemental power in the eyes of the gods and the natural aura in the world, and this spirit crystal can be wasted if it is used for cultivation, this thing is very useful,

I saw Zhang Sanfeng input a trace of internal force into it to activate, handed it out, and motioned to Kong Wen to pick it up,

Kongwen gave a look, and motioned to Kongjian, who had practiced King Kong's incorruptible magic skills next to him, to pick it up, for fear that Zhang Sanfeng would plot against them,

Kongjian's face was full of solemnity, and he quietly picked up his core Vajra Immortal Skill, and reached out to catch it,

Zhang Sanfeng just smiled when he saw this, and didn't say anything,

Kong Jian's face changed drastically the moment he picked up the spirit crystal, and the three people next to him were so frightened that they hurriedly separated him from Zhang Sanfeng.

Kongwen asked with an unkind face,

"Zhang Zhenren, what are you doing!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, not caring, and motioned for them to look at it for themselves,

A golden light gradually appeared on Kongmi's body, and he took a few breaths to calm down his internal strength before shouting excitedly,

"Abbot, stop it, this is a treasure, a treasure of heaven and earth!"

Looking at the golden light on Kongjian's body, Kongwen also gasped, this golden light, according to legend, was also on the body of the Bodhidharma Patriarch back then, and it was a manifestation of the Shaolin School's body refining martial arts to the transformation realm.

Although Kongjian has also practiced the Vajra Immortal God to a considerable level, but there has been no half of the vision, this is about to become an unsolved mystery in their temple, I didn't expect that when Zhang Sanfeng came today, he saw this kind of wonder,

Empty apologies with a smile on his face,

"Zhang Zhenren, I'm sorry, I was impulsive, but I dare to ask Zhang Zhenren, what is this?"

Zhang Sanfeng calmly drank tea and replied,

"Lao Dao has won the immortal fate, there are some adventures, whether it is the method of cultivating immortals, or the martial arts, or the crystallization of the aura of heaven and earth, Lao Dao has it, I don't know how many gods and monks, are you willing to exchange your own family wealth?"

Kongwen's face twitched, but he still asked with a hint of expectation,

"I don't know what Zhang Zhenren means by his family background?"

Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth and let Kong Wen sigh directly,

"All your exercises, all your secret books, including all your cultivation experience, and you must translate all the code words, the special words of Buddhism, into those standards that are common to the rivers and lakes."

"Impossible, Zhang Zhenren, please go back, this foundation must not be passed on in my hands."

Kongwen decisively refused, without even hesitating,

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed, shook his head and said,

"Hey, you guys, you're just too stubborn, the heads of the previous major factions also said so, do you know why they agree now?"

Kongwen's face was grim, and he quickly stepped back, standing with the other three people, and by the way, he also gestured to the back,

"Zhang Zhenren, are you planning to do it? I'm not afraid you know, this guest room has been surrounded by thousands of our disciples inside and out, even if you have an immortal fate, it is impossible to beat me, a thousand disciples who have cultivated internal strength, right? ”

Zhang Sanfeng laughed three times,

"Well, let me show you what the real fairy fate is today, so that you can change your mind!"

I saw that with a wave of his robe, the huge true qi mixed with the wind elemental power gushed out, forming a green cloud, and under the green cloud cover, the guest room built of solid wood collapsed on the spot.

The four empty character monks retreated sharply, and by the way, the three people who were ambushed around were also pulled away.

"Give you ten breaths of time, set up your formation, don't say that the old way didn't give you time, speed."

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he closed his eyes directly, as if he really planned to wait for these ten seconds.

The empty news is not ambiguous, after all, Zhang Sanfeng flew in, God knows how strong it is, and directly commanded the disciples to lay out various formations and enter the combat state.

There is a Vajra demon circle of three monks, one person moves, all three move, claiming to comprehend the selfless phase, no one phase, no sentient beings, no longevity phase, even if the thirty-two masters enter, it is difficult to break,

There are also Shaolin eighteen bronze people, all of whom are young and strong body refining monks, compared to the group of senior monks, the internal strength is not high, but the body is extremely strong, resistant to beating, and the strength is also great.

And the one hundred and eight Arhat formations in the middle are all the backbone of Shaolin Temple, all of them hold sticks, and cooperate tacitly, that is, they can hold out for a long time in the 10,000-strong army formation.

Even on the outermost periphery, there is a circle of defense lines composed of one thousand and eighty novices, which is not as lethal as the previous ones, but ordinary people go in, and under this kind of number, they want to escape? Unlikely.

And the innermost side, it is the top of the empty view in the front, the empty smell, the empty wisdom, and the emptiness are assisted.

More than 1,000 people in the martial arts surrounded Zhang Sanfeng, and in this world, even if it goes back thousands of years, there are very few people who can escape.

Zhang Sanfeng watched them finish the formation with a smile, and even gave them a few more seconds.

Only then did he throw out the jade pendant in his hand, throw it into the sky, and prepare to shoot,

This jade pendant is the one that Chu Sui gave when he sent the red envelope, Zhang Sanfeng was shocked after getting this jade pendant, studied it carefully, and later found a book of the first solution of the formation path (junior high school version) in some things uploaded by Chu Sui,

After Zhang Sanfeng personally transformed the jade pendant after learning, this thing changed from a pure auxiliary magic weapon to a magic weapon with a slight amplification characteristic.

"Qingyun, Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, Figure!"

Zhang Sanfeng shouted out the name of the formation with a slight frustration,

Then, after absorbing the jade pendant, the originally square Qingyun instantly spread, directly enveloping the surrounding 100 meters, the blue-white Taiji diagram rotated, and the huge pressure dropped,

What King Kong subdued the demon, what eighteen bronze men, what one hundred and eight arhats, who can barely stand now, is just one person who holds the spirit crystal in his hand,

But even the golden light was open, and he couldn't move, so he could only watch Zhang Sanfeng sit there and drink tea leisurely.

"Hey......"

At this time, a sigh came from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and directly entered the ears of everyone present.

It didn't take long to see an old monk wearing a shabby monk's robe and holding a big broom under pressure, slowly walking towards this side.

I only saw the empty smell lying on the ground with a confused face,

Our Shaolin Temple, when did such a number one person come out?

This is the one that swept the floor of the Scripture Pavilion? There is a fire foreman who burns the fire, and there is also a big guy who sweeps the floor?

He fell into deep contemplation,

After the sweeper approached,

Looking at the broom in his hand that has not moved at all, and his legs and feet that he can barely lift,

The sweeping monk had to sigh and take the initiative to admit defeat to Zhang Sanfeng,

"Master Zhang, that's it, that's it, no matter what happened just now, as long as you don't plan to destroy our Shaolin Dao system, everything depends on you, it depends on you."

Zhang Sanfeng silently withdrew the green clouds on his head, looked at the sweaty empty news in front of him, and left only a good sentence for himself, took out the spirit crystal in his hand, turned around and left,

The empty wisdom in the four airs also lay on the ground for a long time before he barely got up, came to the sweeping monk, and asked with a little excitement,

"Senior, what that Taoist wants is all the inheritance of my Shaolin Temple, how can this be done!"

The sweeping monk glanced at him with a little dissatisfaction, thinking that this guy was afraid that his intelligence was not enough.

"You don't want to be decent yourself, that person will make you decent, we don't have it here, do you still want to lose that face?"

The sweeping monk replied lightly,

One after another, almost everyone also got up, Kong Wen patted Kong Zhi, motioned him to step back, and said to the sweeping monk,

"Seniors call the shots, if you say yes, then we will agree."

The sweeping monk glanced at Kongjian, who was still stunned in place, and asked,

"That Daoist didn't mention any pay?"

Kongwen answered honestly,

"He said it, just now I saw a lot of things in my hand."

As soon as these words came out, the angry sweeping monk picked up the broom and wanted to hit someone,

"It's all on this condition, what else do you disagree with? At first, the old monk thought that what the Taoist promised was just to lend you the treasure for a period of time, abbot, you feel a loss, but people are so sincere, abbot, you still want to take the monks to drive him away?

Hey, it's unreasonable, it's unreasonable, the old monk went back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and continued to sweep the floor, abbot, you can decide for yourself. ”

Kongwen looked at the sweeping monk in embarrassment, and recited Amitabha, but he didn't hear it.