It's not surprising that you haven't heard of it.

Shaolin Temple's fame moves the world, after all, it is just the four great monks who have seen and heard the wisdom, that is, the three old monks of the Houshan King Kong Demon Circle, among the rivers and lakes, how many people remember?

Although Mo Li traveled the rivers and lakes, he was either in the northwest or in Beijing, and it was the first time he came to this land of Heluo, and it was common for the young generation of Shaolin masters not to know.

Moreover, with his martial arts today, his reputation and status in the rivers and lakes, even the abbot of Shaolin has to bow his head when he sees it, let alone a disciple who is unheard.

As he spoke, the yellow-clothed monk tapped his toes, and the man had already turned into a yellow light and appeared on the deck.

"Amitabha!"

The monk shouted the Buddha's horn, and under the infusion of internal force, it suddenly reverberated on the river, spreading to every corner of the big ship.

With this hand alone, it can be concluded that his internal strength is so deep that he is afraid that he has already reached the realm of a first-class master.

But that's not surprising.

With the martial arts and status of the Shaolin Temple, the abbot passed on, and entered the first-class realm in his forties, which is the cultivation speed that the elite disciples in the temple should have, and in another one or two decades, he needs to enter the top realm, if he can't do it, he will not have the qualification to inherit the Shaolin abbot.

Unlike other sects, the abbot of Shaolin Temple cannot be replaced unless he is a top master, otherwise, how can he bear the burden of being the number one faction in the world?

But I saw this Yuanmiao master clasping his palms together, bowing his head, and saying to everyone with great grace: "Little monk Yuanmiao, according to the abbot's decree, came to arrest the traitor Yuanhui and Yuanxin, and where there is trouble, I hope that you donors Haihan." ”

"Where, where, the master is polite."

The bearded man with the knife on his back smiled and said: "Who doesn't know that the Shaolin Temple is famous all over the world, and he is not only a traitor to Shaolin, but also my righteous public enemy. ”

He smiled very heartily, but there was three points of flattery in the hearty, and the words were full of the meaning of kneeling and licking Shaolin.

What is the Shaolin traitor is the public enemy of the righteous path, when will the Shaolin Temple represent the righteous path?

Mo was funny, in this way, his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng is also a traitor?

Does this person know that Shaolin traitors are all mixed well in the end?

But Mo Li can also understand this martial artist's style, his hometown Kaifeng, just eat under the nose of Shaolin Temple, and he also wants to send his own children to Shaolin, can he not be humble?

This kind of scene is obviously more common to the Shaolin abbot, and he nodded at the man surnamed Xu plainly and politely, and said, "So, thank you to the donor." ”

Then his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on the sturdy man who spoke at the beginning, and said: "Yuan Hui, I finally found you, and I will not be arrested, and I will go to the precept hall with the little monk to receive the punishment!" ”

"Lead your mother's stinking fart!"

Seeing that his identity was recognized, the sturdy man scolded, and the person had already rushed up, raised his hand and smashed it towards Yuan Miao's body with a punch!

This punch is fierce and heavy, and it goes straight to the middle of Yuanmiao's henchmen, which is exactly the heart of a black tiger in Shaolin Changquan!

Judging from his actions alone, a proper Shaolin disciple is undoubtedly a disciple with good qualifications, after all, the simplest Shaolin Changquan has allowed him to play a little bit of power, and he can't do it without a little understanding.

In the face of the menacing punch, Yuan Miao's expression was calm, and he slapped it lightly with a palm, without the slightest hint of fireworks, and his movements were smooth and smooth, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.

However, when that palm slapped on the opponent's fist, it made a dull sound, and the strength was scattered, scraping everyone's clothes flying, and they couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

Yuan Hui's face suddenly turned to the side, his body flew out upside down, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he exclaimed: "King Kong is like a palm?!" ”

"Yuan Hui, you are not the opponent of the little monk, return quickly, and follow the little monk back to the precept hall to accept the guilt." Yuan Miao persuaded again.

"Lao Tzu said not guilty!"

Yuan Hui shouted angrily: "It is you who are guilty, it is you dogs and bald donkeys, Lao Tzu fought with you!" ”

He looked like crazy, his palms slapped continuously, and between the excitement of energy, his robe swelled up, and his palms were hidden in it, and he couldn't see the palm momentum clearly!

"The robe subdues the magic skill!"

Yuan Miao's face changed slightly, this martial art is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, which is different from the crude exercises such as Shaolin Changquan.

His person stared at the drumming clothes, and suddenly stretched out his index finger, a little forward, as fast as a flash of lightning, and the fingers were heavy, and everyone didn't see it clearly, only heard the sound of tearing and pulling a piece of clothes, countless pieces of cloth flew all over the sky, and that one finger was already against the two staggered palms!

It's exactly one finger of Zen magic in the seventy-two stunts!

The strong wind dispersed, and the breath of the person who pressed it was stagnant, and the fingers and palms seemed to be glued together, and no one retreated the slightest!

These two people are competing for internal strength!

However, the internal strength of Yuan Miao is much better than that of Yuan Hui, Yuan Hui's face is already red, not only is he short of breath, but his whole body is full of green muscles, obviously he has used his strength to eat, and the deck under his feet is constantly sinking downward, obviously not supporting it for long.

On the other hand, Yuan Miao's face was calm as usual, and he also spoke: "If you don't admit defeat again, the little monk will have to break all the meridians around you." ”

He can still speak when competing with others for internal strength, which shows how much his skill is better than this Yuanhui.

It's just that this Yuan Hui, as a person in Shaolin, how can he escape without knowing Yuan Miao's strength, and how can he still fight hard?

Mo has a hunch in it, and there must be a backhand in this!

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, a gust of wind suddenly broke through the air from the cabin, and Mo Li looked at it, but it was several hidden weapons emitting blue light, obviously quenched poison!

"It's good to come!"

Yuan Miao was not shocked or rejoiced, but when he saw that he vomited vigorously, Yuan Hui was immediately shocked and flew out, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and his person ripped off the monk's robe and waved it in the air, and those hidden weapons were immediately knocked to the ground, but they were blue poisonous needles!

They are clearly on guard!

Mo Xuan moved, this wonderful skill is better than that Yuan Hui does not know how many, but he deliberately defeats it without a finger, only afraid that what is left is to draw out the thoughts of the other party's accomplices!

Looking at the poisonous needle on the deck, anger flashed in his round eyes, and he said loudly: "Yuanxin, if it's really you, you won't come out yet!" ”

"Don't come out, go quickly...... Come on! ”

Although Yuan Hui was seriously injured, she still shouted loudly, but her middle qi was obviously insufficient, and her voice was very low.

"Let's go? We can't go. ”

In the cabin, a middle-aged man with a haggard appearance walked out, with a medium build, slightly thin, and a little sad on his face.

He looked at the injured Yuan Hui and said: "Shaolin thieves have laid a net, and we are doomed to not be able to get out from the moment we were forced to board the ship and turn around at the border of Hebei." ”

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