I saw the eighteen bronze men who suddenly appeared.

Jiang Yang wanted to run, but it was too late.

The first bronze man waved a bench and smashed it on Jiang Yang's back.

"Damn, really?"

Jiang Yang was shocked, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and the bench was dodged by him.

But before Jiang Yang could rejoice, another stick swept in like a storm.

Now Jiang Yang has no way, he doesn't know martial arts, and he faces the siege of the eighteen bronze people.

Even a first-class master is very difficult, let alone Jiang Yang.

So as a result, Jiang Yang was knocked down by the bronze man who rushed up first.

Then, the second and third bronze men pressed Jiang Yang like an arhat.

"Amitabha, donor, the little monk advises you to stay in the fire head room with peace of mind!"

"Leave you a sister, you bald donkeys, you will only bully more people and fewer people."

Jiang Yang was held by four bronze men and couldn't move at all, but he still said recklessly.

"Donor, what do you want?"

The bronze man at the head clasped his hands together and asked very politely.

Phew, these bald asses look pretty good.

Jiang Yang spat in his heart: "There is a kind of letting me go, the rules of the rivers and lakes are single-handed, that is, no one is allowed to help." ”

"Okay, donor."

The leader monk waved his hand, and the rest of the people let go of Jiang Yang.

"Donor, you can pick one of us among all the people present."

"As long as you can win, let you go down the mountain immediately!"

"Really?"

Jiangyang is overjoyed.

I didn't expect these monks from Shaolin Temple to be simple.

Probably because of the long stay at the temple.

Jiang Yang looked around.

Eighteen bronze men, all tall and strong, none of them resembled fuel-efficient lamps.

That's a bit tricky.

I'm pondering.

Suddenly.

In the darkness, the sound of a broom sweeping the floor was heard.

Jiang Yang glanced sideways.

I found that it was a rickety hunchbacked old monk who was silently sweeping the floor.

Although Jiang Yang didn't know what the old monk was sweeping at night, his eyes immediately lit up.

Then he said to the bronze man at the head: "What you said just now, everyone here is right? ”

"Can't speak doesn't count, does it?"

The monk nodded: "The monks don't speak, please feel free to donor." ”

Jiang Yang was overjoyed, and almost laughed out loud happily: "I'll choose the old man who sweeps the floor over there!" ”

"Don't say you want to deny it."

Hearing Jiang Yang's words, the faces of the eighteen bronze people immediately changed, and they all couldn't help but look in the direction of Jiang Yang's finger.

And the old monk who was named by Jiang Yang suddenly stopped sweeping the floor at this time.

Next, the old monk threw the broom to the ground.

Suddenly, an overwhelming wave of air rushed in.

Everyone, including Jiang Yang, was shocked by this wave of qi and took several steps back.

"Young man, you are very bold, the old man has not done anything for decades, so I will make an exception to fight you today!"

When the old monk's words fell, the whole person was like a ghost, and he teleported to Jiang Yang in the blink of an eye.

"I'm changing shapes, aren't I?"

Jiang Yang was completely dumbfounded.

Looking at the broom thrown away by the old monk, a terrible thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Yang's heart.

"It can't be that the sweeping monk of Tianlong Babu is not dead, right?"

"But how is this possible, unless he cultivates immortals, how can he survive until now?"

Without waiting for Jiang Yang to think, the old monk hit with his palm.

"Ahh

Jiang Yang immediately screamed.

The difference in strength between the two sides is obvious, and the result can be imagined.

However, after Jiang Yang was slapped by the old monk, the copper skin and iron bone technique in his body was successfully activated.

Therefore, he did not suffer much damage, and the old monk obviously only used one layer of skill.

Therefore, Jiang Yang was just unsteady on his feet, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

"Master, I'm willing to bow down."

Jiang Yang was interested and immediately admitted defeat.

He knew that even if the other party was not the sweeping monk in the Heavenly Dragon, judging from his moves, he was obviously a peerless master with good strength.

These can also be seen from the awe-inspiring eyes of the other eighteen bronze people.

The old monk is definitely a great character!

Shaolin Temple is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

However, at the moment when Jiang Yang bowed and admitted defeat, his hand was not honest.

The hand of greed was activated.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations on getting a prop!"

Jiang Yang was secretly happy.

Subsequently, under the arrangement of the eighteen bronze men, Jiang Yang was honestly sent back to the fire head room.

There's no way, who can't beat people.

But Jiang Yang was not discouraged.

If you don't succeed once, you can do it twice.

Waiting for death here, Jiang Yang was ten thousand reluctant.

So when it was close to midnight, Jiang Yang crept out of the backyard again.

But this time, Jiang Yangxue was obedient.

He first opened the two items he had stolen with his greedy hand and looked at them all.

It is worth mentioning that luck was very good.

Both props are books.

The first book stolen from Qiu Qianren was a book of light skills, called "Iron Legs Floating on Water." ”

It is Qiu Qianren's unique light skills!

"Iron leg water floating: superior light skills, after practice, like a ghost, stepping on the snow without a trace, walking on the water surface like walking on the ground."

"This light skill is up to 10 layers, and 10,000 martial arts coins are required to upgrade (martial arts coins can be exchanged from the mall)!"

Jiang Yang's face showed joy.

It's a treasure, and it's exactly what I need right now.

Immediately, Jiang Yang did not hesitate at all, and directly learned light skills.

Then spend 100,000 yin and yang coins and 100,000 yin and yang values to exchange for martial arts coins, and directly float the iron leg water to the full level.

As soon as the skill was full, Jiang Yang felt as if he had been injected with a breath of fresh air.

The body is unusually light, almost weightless.

It's as if it's out of gravity.

This shocked Jiang Yang, it turned out that the mystery of light work can really break away from all shackles.

None of the laws of physics, gravity, exist.

Jiang Yang just casually lucked a little bit, and his entire body immediately bounced to a height of seven or eight meters!

Jiang Yang, who landed, almost didn't stand firm and fell.

"Awesome!"

Jiang Yang let out a sigh in his heart.

After calming down a little, Jiang Yang began to check another book stolen from the old monk who swept the floor.

Open it and take a look.

Written yellowing and wrinkling.

There was no name, and the first page was written with strange words that were crooked.

"What's that?"

Jiang Yang opened the power of insight and analyzed that these strange words were Sanskrit.

Moreover, it is clearly a scripture book.

When I turned the page to the middle, several pictures appeared in the book.

Jiang Yang looked carefully and found that it was marked with various acupoints and meridian trends of the human body.

Flipping back, it's all Chinese traditional annotations.

"It turned out to be a detailed map of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and seven hundred and twenty acupuncture points!"

"For those with eight veins, the chong pulse is under the Fengfu acupoint, the Du pulse is behind the umbilicus, the Ren pulse is in front of the umbilicus, and the belt pulse is in the waist ......."

The more Jiang Yang looked at it, the more shocked he became, there was actually a way to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra mentioned above!

And looking back, Jiang Yang's eyes lit up again.

The second half of the sutra explains the method of opening up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

There is also a section that says the essentials of another martial arts mantra:

"He is strong by him, and the breeze caresses the hills."

"He is horizontal by him, and the bright moon shines on the river."

"He is ruthless and he is evil, and I am full of ...... self-anger"

Seeing this formula, Jiang Yang was stunned for more than ten seconds.

"Why does it feel familiar?"

And looking back, Jiang Yang's mouth immediately exclaimed: ", no wonder, it's Jiuyang Divine Skill!" ”