In the face of this group of Shaolin monks, Han Ping'er was not afraid of the slightest, his face was light and light, and his body turned into a gray shadow, like a whirlwind, using his hands and feet at the same time, swimming through this bright golden ocean.

Cracking sound.

It is as cruel and merciless as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

There was a sound, and one after another the bronze figures flew out upside down, all of them fell heavily on the mountain walls on both sides, and in less than a minute, Han Ping'er's front was already empty.

"Offended!" Looking at the eighteen bronze men who fell to the ground, and they kept screaming, Han Ping'er smiled slightly and saluted.

The eighteen bronze men also supported each other to get up, and the bronze man returned a salute with a complicated face, and said after a while: "Amitabha! The martial arts of the young man are unfathomable, and we are ashamed of ourselves. ”

"Where, it's just a matter of chance." Han Ping'er said.

"Don't be modest, young man, you are the second person to break through these eighteen bronze people in the past hundred years." After speaking, the eighteen bronze men walked back to the stone cave one after another, and the stone cave turned around again, closed it, and ended it with a magical anomaly.

"I don't know who the first one is?" Han Ping'er asked.

"You'll see!" A voice came from the stone cave, "Since the young man has passed the eighteenth bronze man, then go ahead......"

Seeing this, Han Ping'er didn't ask much and continued to walk forward.

At this time, Hu Batong, Mo Wuji, Ka Hongzhong, and Diao Yaoji, who witnessed the whole process, their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

From Han Ping'er entering the back mountain, seeing the eighteen bronze men, and the two sides talking to defeating them, the whole process took less than five minutes.

This is the world-famous, the eighteen bronze people of the Shaolin Temple in the Ming Dynasty.

Only Mo Xiaobai was indifferent.

He knew that this pearl, hidden by the dust, was about to bloom its dazzling light to the world.

The instant killing of the sword god Su Zhe and the defeat of the eighteen bronze men are just one of the thousands of dazzling lights......

Thanks to Han Ping'er's easy defeat of the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple, his position on the gold list has been improved again, and he has reached the eighth place, with the current star power reaching 2199, and the investment income can be regarded as breaking through the 100% mark!

Mo Xiaobai's face was calm as usual, but Hu Batong, Mo Wuji, Diao Yaoji and Ka Hongzhong celebrated with a small cheer.

Several people continued to follow.

After Han Ping'er walked out of the narrow mountain road, his eyes suddenly brightened.

A large area of golden chrysanthemum comes into view, golden flowers, golden petals, even the rhizomes, are also golden yellow, the breeze blows, the large golden chrysanthemum sways with the wind, like a tumbling golden ocean.

Han Ping'er approached quickly, picked a few, and carefully put them away.

"Young man, Shaolin forbidden land, don't trespass."

A voice resounded in Han Ping'er's ears, he turned his head to look, and saw that the surroundings were empty, and there was no one.

It is actually a method of transmitting sound into the ears, and this method cannot be done unless those who have deep internal strength.

After a while, he saw an old monk slowly walking from the distance of the golden sea.

The old monk also wore a gray monk's robe, and his hair and beard were all white.

Hu Batong, Ka Hongzhong and the other four saw that there were two words floating on the old monk's head: Fu Yuan, and from Mo Xiaobai's point of view, this Fu Yuan's life was bright and bright, and it was three points stronger than the abbot Master Xuan Miao.

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible! You are the second person in the past hundred years besides me to break through the Eighteen Bronze Formation. Fu Yuan had already approached Han Ping'er at this time, and he was one step away from him, and spoke.

"Who are the seniors?"

"Old monk Fuyuan, but maybe my other name is a little more well-known." Fu Yuan saluted, smiled, and continued: "Nineteen Absolute Divine Monks." ”

"You are the Nineteen Absolute Divine Monks?" Han Ping'er was stunned, this resounding name, he often heard people mention it in Shaolin Temple, this person is a rare martial arts wizard in Shaolin Temple in a hundred years, and he is proficient in 19 of the 72 stunts, and he is known as the 19 absolute monks, and he never thought that he would meet in the forbidden land.

"It's just Liao Zan from the temple." Fu Yuan's face was light, his eyes looked at Han Ping'er, and said, "Do you know that this place seems to be ordinary, but why can it become my Shaolin forbidden land?" ”

Han Ping'er raised his eyes and looked around, there was a sea of gold everywhere, and there was nothing else.

"Because of this chrysanthemum?"

"Not bad!" Fu Yuan nodded yes, and then said: "The reason why my Shaolin Temple has been able to stand in the martial arts for hundreds of years, and is called the first sect in the rivers and lakes by outsiders, is all because of this golden leaf chrysanthemum. ”

In this way, not only Han Ping'er was puzzled, but even the five people who were observing Mo Xiaobai and Hu Batong were also puzzled.

This seems to be mediocre, not very outstanding golden leaf chrysanthemum, is it possible that there is another mystery?

"Please also ask your seniors to teach you." Han Ping'er said respectfully.

"There are hundreds of sects in the rivers and lakes, but if you participate in them, the fight is inevitable, even if it is as strong as Shaolin, it is inevitable to be vulgar!"

"And in the battle, there will be casualties, and the reason why Shaolin can recover very quickly after every war is because of the support of countless wonderful pills."

When Fu Yuan said this, he didn't say anything anymore, but looked at Han Ping'er and said, "Do you understand?" ”

Han Ping'er replied: "What does the predecessor mean is that this golden leaf chrysanthemum is the medicine guide for refining that elixir?" ”

"Not bad!" Fu Yuan showed a look of relief on his face and continued: "The Six Degrees of Compassion San, the Great Tan Dan, and the Righteous Qi Pill ...... And so on Shaolin secret elixir, will use a large number of these golden leaf chrysanthemum, and it is with the support of these elixirs that my Shaolin monks can recover quickly and grow rapidly in the battles again and again! ”

"This golden leaf chrysanthemum, is six hundred years ago my temple Hui Wei Zen master from the exotic collection, water and land spent a total of 34 days, before bringing back to the temple, and then spent ten years of hard work, improve the soil, optimize the environment, before finally cultivating in this back mountain, Hui Wei Zen Master passed away, Puxin Zen Master and hundreds of monks carefully cultivated for decades, before expanding it to the current scale."

Han Ping'er nodded, it sounds really hard, and it is no wonder that this place is listed as a Shaolin forbidden land.

"But there are thousands of people in the rivers and lakes, if everyone is like you, come to this forbidden land to pick three or four branches, even if I plant more golden leaf chrysanthemums in Shaolin, how can I withstand your toss!" Fu Yuan's words changed abruptly and said coldly.

"Seniors, rest assured, I will only pick these few flowers, and I will not ask for them again, nor will I spread the planting." Han Ping'er hurriedly said.

"My Buddha is compassionate, everything has a glimmer of life, for the sake of you clearing the enemy for my Shaolin a few days ago, I will give you a chance." Fuyuan Road.

"Senior, please speak."

"When I first broke into this eighteen bronze formation, I was the same age as you, and I had mastered thirteen of the seventy-two stunts, and I didn't bully you, among the seventy-two stunts, if you know eight stunts, you can take the golden leaf chrysanthemum, if not, you can obediently leave the golden leaf chrysanthemum, go back."

"Is that true?"

"Monks don't speak!"