"Mu Yi!"

Haruma was shocked, his mood was unstable, and his moves suddenly became messy.

Seeing this, Xuzhu's eyes lit up, and he immediately rubbed his body up, pushed out his palms, and the two Wei Tuo palms directly hit Gu Mozhi's chest.

In an instant, the power of his palm exploded, and Gu Mozhi only felt that the true qi in his chest was disordered, his internal organs were churning, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

"Ahem!"

After all, Gu Mozhi had rich combat experience, and immediately retreated, unloading some strength, and at the same time forcibly endured internal injuries and raised his hand to stop Xuzhu.

"Little monk, masters, let's stop today's discussion, the poor monk farewell!"

Kumachi's face turned red, he folded his hands and saluted, and then he was about to leave.

But he was very afraid of Mu Yi, and he couldn't have the upper hand in Shaolin, so he wanted to slip away before Mu Yi was difficult.

However, since Mu Yi had already made up his mind to absorb the internal strength of these masters, how could he let Gu Mozhi slip away in vain?

"King Dalunming, wait!"

Mu Yi used the Great Movement Method, and a dodge appeared in front of Gu Mozhi, stretching out his hand to block his way.

"Master Xuanji, do you have any advice?"

Gu Mozhi is the character of losing people but not losing battles, to put it in a cheesy way, it is to die to save face and suffer crimes, so even if he is afraid of wood and easy to tiger, he still behaves tough and fearless on his face.

"Don't dare to advise." Mu Yi seemed to be smiling, his eyes looked at Gu Mozhi for a while, and said, "It's just that His Excellency King Ming bullied my Shaolin junior, it's quite inappropriate, right?" ”

"You! You ......"

When Gu Mozhi heard this, his heart was flustered, and he wanted to admit it, but he couldn't let it go, but he was humiliating.

Therefore, his face turned red, and he pointed at Mu Yi and couldn't hold back a complete sentence for a long time.

When the Shaolin monks saw this, they were even more transparent than drinking ice water on dog days, and they were extremely happy!

This Gu Mozhi calls himself the king of the big wheel, and when he came to Shaolin, he had a lot of pomp.

After that, he used the copycat version of Shaolin 72 stunts to defeat the abbot Xuan Ci, the first Xuan Sheng of the Dharma Academy, and the first Xuan of the Discipline Academy.

Even Xuan Ci, who was the most scheming, secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Xuanji is lawless, but at the critical moment, it is still towards me Shaolin." ”

However, these monks of Shaolin Temple were too happy too early, and Mu Yi just wanted to clean up Gu Mozhi first, and then do something to them.

"King Ming, you and I have two hands, I can't defeat you within three moves, then I'll let you leave safely, how about it?"

"Good!"

Gu Mozhi responded very happily, if it was possible, he was ten thousand unwilling to do it with Mu Yi, but if it was only three moves, he was still sure.

Because, after Yanziwu was captured by Mu Yi, Mu Yi's remarks opened up a new world for him.

Therefore, after Mu Yi let him go, he rushed to Dali as soon as possible, and used extremely despicable means to gather Duan Yu's wool again, and got Ling Bo Weibu and the Six-Vein Divine Sword in his hands.

With the subtlety of Ling Bo's micro-steps, Gu Mozhi was sure to dodge Mu Yi's three moves.

Because of this, it gave Murong a chance to turn around.

If Mu Yi knew the reason for this, he would definitely sigh that every peck and drink would have a destiny.

Mu Yi glanced at Gu Mozhi in amazement, and couldn't figure out why this person would have the confidence to carry his three moves.

But he didn't go into details, what three tricks, he just wanted to find an excuse to do it.

"King Ming, please!"

Since Gu Mozhi agreed, then Mu Yi would not be polite, and immediately made a gesture and let Gu Mozhi make the first move.

Gu Mozhi didn't want to attack, because he knew that if he made the first move, it would just be a sheep in the tiger's mouth, and he would lose faster.

So he said: "Whatever the guest is, Master Xuanji, please!" ”

"Good!"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yi's body shook, his speed was as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared less than a foot in front of Gu Mozhi, and then bent his palm into a claw, and grabbed the door of Gu Mozhi.

Shout!

Gu Mozhi's body twisted strangely, and his feet stepped on the gossip, and he actually formed a Dao afterimage within a zhang range, avoiding Mu Yi's blow.

"Limbo Weibu?!"

Mu Yi finally knew where Kumachi's confidence came from.

However, Gu Mozhi didn't know that Ling Bo had practiced like Mu Yi to achieve great success. It's just that he rarely uses this method.

Mu Yi looked at the next foothold of Gu Mozhi, and waved his right hand violently, and in the horror on Gu Mozhi's face, he grabbed the latter's neck!

"King Dalun Ming, Ling Bo Weibu, I will too."

Mu Yi looked at Gu Mozhi with a smile, but his eyes were extremely terrifying, as if he was watching a delicious delicacy.

Gu Mozhi was numb by Mu Yi's strange eyes, and he was about to admit defeat, but he might as well Mu Yi violently operated the Northern Spiritual Skill.

For a moment, Gu Mozhi only felt that the internal power in his body was gushing out continuously, and then it flowed into Mu Yi's hand and into his body!

"Ahh

Gu Mozhi screamed in horror, rose up with the only strength he had, and desperately attacked Mu Yi's arm.

However, with the strength of Mu Yi's body now, there are tens of thousands of catties of huge strength in one arm, and he can't use his true qi, how can Gu Mozhi shake Mu Yi?

He struggled desperately like a dying chick, but he became weaker and weaker, until all his true qi was sucked away by Mu Yi!

This scene made the scalps of the high-level Shaolin people numb, and the eyes that looked at Mu Yi had completely changed.

In the eyes, there is fear, and there is a subtle murderous intention!

It's like a mortal seeing the devil! I was scared and wanted to get rid of him.

After decades of hard cultivation, but making wedding clothes for others, who can not be afraid?

"Northern Spiritual Skill!"

The Shaolin monk couldn't see what kind of kung fu Mu Yi was making, but Xu Zhu recognized it at a glance, he wouldn't, but he might as well be afraid of this martial art!

"Uncle Shi, please be merciful, it is not easy for King Dalun Ming to practice!"

Xuzhu was afraid of Mu Yi, in the first battle of Western Xia, when Mu Yi slaughtered thousands of Western Xia cavalry, the seeds of fear had been planted, but at this time, he had to come out to stop it.

Because, Wu Yazi told him before he died, the Northern Shengong is a very strange exercise, it is not a magic skill, but if it is used too much, it will release the demonic nature in people's hearts.

He was afraid that after Mu Yi absorbed the power of Gu Mozhi, he would kill the red eyes, and if he didn't do anything, he would kill all the Shaolin Xuanzi monks.

"You're going to stop me?!"

Mu Yi turned his head sharply to look at Xuzhu, his eyes sharp and indifferent.

Since that dream, no one knows how much pressure Mu Yi is under in his heart.

Lose me! These two words are like a magic spell, making Mu Yi restless!

Everything you have, including your loved ones and loved ones, will become someone else's, and no one wants to bear this kind of consequences.

It can be said that now Mu Yi is completely on the verge of becoming a demon, he just wants to become strong as soon as possible, and for this, he will do whatever it takes!

Xuzhu's scalp was numb, but the kindness in his heart still prompted him to speak, he looked at Mu Yi sincerely, and said: "Uncle Shi, the Northern Shengong will release the evil in human nature and make people fall into demons. ”

"Moreover, King Dalun Ming is also a member of my Buddhist sect, please stop it."

"What if I don't stop?" Mu Yi was unmoved and asked coldly.

Xuan Ci and all the Xuanzi monks glanced at each other, and then took a step forward together, and forced in unison: "Xuanji, if you don't stop, don't blame me for catching you first!" ”

Mu Yi looked at the old monks who regarded him as a demon, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, then you can go together!" ”

"Senior brother, do you really want to be obsessed?"

Xuan Ci asked with a distressed look.

"Abbot, what is obsession?"

Mu Yi threw away the Jiu Mozhi who had absorbed all his body strength, and the true qi as thick as the sea suddenly exploded, and in an instant, the terrifying true qi coercion filled the real hall!

"How is this possible?!"

The Shaolin monks were shocked, and they were like carrying a thousand catties of boulders, and they couldn't stand steadily!

This is comparable to the true qi of a sweeping monk, and it actually appeared in a young man who was less than thirty?

"Didn't Xuzhu say it? What is impossible for the Northern Shengong to absorb the internal force of others to achieve itself? ”

Mu Yi took a step forward, and the majestic internal force almost formed a field, pressing Xuan Ci and them almost out of breath.

However, at this time, Mu Yi did not look at Xuan Ci and them, but said loudly outside the hall: "Uncle Shi, I haven't watched the play for so long, I don't want to come out and say a few words?" ”

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn full of Zen rhyme sounded, and I saw the sweeping monk with white hair walking into the main hall with Xiao Yuanshan unhurriedly, and Mu Yi's strong true qi could not affect the sweeping monk in the slightest!

"Uncle Shi!"

Xuan Ci and others saw the sweeping monk like a savior! This is the Shaolin killer, the Dinghai God Needle!

The real martial arts are the best in the world!

Unlike Mu Yi, the sweeping monk has been in Shaolin for most of his life, and he has a deep affection for Shaolin.

The sweeping monk bowed slightly to his abbot Xuanci, then looked at Mu Yi, his eyes drooped slightly, and said: "Amitabha, Xuanji, you are in a hurry, and you have the potential to enter the devil!" ”

"Uncle Shi!"

Mu Yi was indifferent to the sweeping monk, and the uncle who was profound in Buddhism was still respectful, and he respectfully bowed to the sweeping monk.

Then he said calmly: "Uncle Shi's eyes are like a torch, and the disciple has a great enemy, so he can't do it, so he can only improve his cultivation by any means!" ”

"Alas!"

The sweeping monk sighed and said, "Amitabha, you said before that all love is evil, and no one is wronged, but now, are you also going to fall into the obstacle of evil?" ”

"All lovers are evil, and no one is unjust." Mu Yi sighed, he is not a Buddha, how can he achieve that the four are empty, and life and death are out of the way?

Since he can't do it, he can only do everything for what he cherishes, Mu Yi is determined to make up his mind early, and he will never change it, so he said: "Uncle forgive me, the disciple is not a Buddha, and he can't do the four major empty, for the sake of the person that the disciple cherishes, the disciple has to do." ”

The sweeping monk was old and refined, and saw that Mu Yi could not be persuaded, so he said: "Xuanji, you are also a Shaolin disciple, can you leave a fire for Shaolin?" ”

"Uncle Shi, no!"

Seeing that the sweeping monk didn't seem to intend to stop it, Xuan Ci couldn't help but be shocked and shouted loudly.

But the sweeping monk and Mu Yi ignored him, Mu Yi glanced at Xiao Yuanshan, who had been silent, and said, "Uncle Shi has brought Master Xiao over now, and he also has the intention of settling his grievances, right?" ”

"The disciple just asked Huilun a question in front of the mountain gate, and now ask again, Shaolin belongs to Buddhism, should meditate and participate in Zen, in order to become a Buddha, but today's Shaolin is brave and ruthless, enclosing land, collecting wealth, and now the Song Dynasty is weak, but if there is a male lord in the world, Shaolin Temple will inevitably be wiped out!"

"So, the disciple asked Huilun, should Shaolin Temple focus on Buddhism or martial arts?"

"Amitabha, the mystical fruit has a wisdom root!" The sweeping monk nodded with satisfaction, but his voice changed, and he said: "Buddhism should be based on Buddhism, but martial arts are also a tool to protect the way, Shaolin's road is indeed deviated, Xuanji, Uncle Shi will not stop you, but you also have to grasp it." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Shi, for making it perfect!"

Mu Yi made a big salute to the sweeping monk, then straightened up, looked at Xuan Ci and the others with miserable faces, and said, "Same door, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, you can go together!" ”

"Up! You're big! ”

Xuan Ci and the others were speechless in their hearts, under the pressure of Mu Yi's true qi, their strength couldn't even play seventy percent, how could they fight?

The end was already predestined.