;

; In a matter of moments.

In the past, the majestic and solemn Daxiong Treasure Hall was already screaming endlessly, and the monks everywhere were crying out in grief.

Even the Buddha statue that stood tall in the sky seemed to show a look of grief and anger.

"Amitabha. ”

Like the sound of the Buddha's chanting in the morning bell and dusk drums, Zhenhui folded his hands together, and his eyes looked at Guo Fan with compassion.

"Master Hou, why is this so!"

He stepped lightly, and an invisible force immediately spread throughout the audience, instantly suppressing all the restlessness present.

There were even wisps of true qi pouring into the bodies of the monks, helping them suppress the pain on their bodies.

"Good cultivation!"

Guo Fan's eyes lit up: "It is worthy of being a natural Buddha heart that comes once in three hundred years, and martial arts have also shocked the world." ”

With such a strong true qi and meticulous control, I am afraid that even Zhang Daozhen will not be able to do it.

It's not a lack of cultivation.

It's not enough mood!

True wisdom is unhindered, thinking and moving, and there is no smoothness, and the realm of cultivation is far beyond others.

Walking is like a true Buddha coming into the world.

The whole body is covered with golden light, and there seems to be an extra Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, although there is no anger on his face, it makes people subconsciously surrender.

Even Guo Fan had to show a solemn face, get up and slowly sit up from the futon.

"Shaolin Temple is a pure place for Buddhism, but it does not practice the true law, but indulges in all kinds of martial arts. ”

"Isn't it a sacrifice of the basics!"

"Now hiding filth and dirt and conniving at the disciples to commit murder and evil is even more unreasonable and intolerable to the law. ”

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

Zhenhui nodded, his eyes were like multi-treasure glass, blooming with a strange brilliance, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"What Hou Ye said is very true, the Buddhist inheritance is not in martial arts, but in the sages and scriptures, this is extremely true. ”

"But Master Hou should not deceive the poor monks. ”

He smiled indifferently and said: "Although the nearby people's fields are under the name of Shaolin, it is not my fault of Shaolin." ”

"Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger. ”

Zhenhui was full of compassion and said: "If the imperial court's taxes were not so harsh, how could they join Shaolin." ”

The acres of Shaolin Temple belong to the monks' fields and do not need to pay taxes to the imperial court.

People in the vicinity came to vote one after another, and most of them did so voluntarily to exempt some of the taxes and silver.

Even if they give some to the Shaolin Temple, they are willing.

That's not true. ”

Guo Fan shook his head: "Take it from the people and use it for the people, the tax of Daliang is not high, but the people are short-sighted." ”

"The people are ignorant and lack education, and it is understandable that they have this choice. ”

"But Shaolin was generously gifted by the imperial court, and was allowed to specialize in the study of Buddhism and scriptures, and did not produce, but you wanted to stir the foundation of the world. ”

"How can it be tolerated!"

The voice also sank.

"Amitabha. ”

Zhenhui bowed his head and said: "The Buddha is destined to be a person, my Buddha is merciful, and the door is wide open, and it is difficult for others to vote." ”

"It's easy. ”

Guo Fan said indifferently: "From today on, the acres of land under the name of Shaolin Temple, except for those given by the imperial court, will all return to the name of the people. ”

"All the taxes owed over the years will be returned!"

"In addition......"

His eyes sank, and he said: "From today on, Shaolin Temple will not open the mountain gate within ten years and cut off contact with the rivers and lakes." ”

"As for those who pervert the law, they should be severely punished!"

"It can't be!"

An old monk shouted angrily: "There are several times more monks in Shaolin Temple today than at the beginning, and the original acres of land can't support so many people." ”

"Moreover, close the mountain and take people. ”

"Zhenwu Hou, don't you think you're going too far?"

"Too much!"

Guo Fan turned around suddenly, his eyes were like swords, and he stabbed the other party in the heart.

"Ben Hou is for the sake of being fated with the Buddha, so he will wait for his life, don't know what to do!"

"Presiding, monk. ”

A monk showed resoluteness and said: "This liao is rampant and murderous, and it is the devil." ”

"We don't need to compromise today, go all out to kill this bureaucracy, and eliminate a big harm for the world!"

"In this way, I will show the true meaning of the Buddha!"

"Not bad. ”

A burly monk stepped over and shouted, "Evil demons are outside, everyone will be punished!"

"My Buddha is merciful, but when there is Vajra's angry eyes, there is no lack of thunderbolt means to subdue demons and eliminate demons. ”

"We have been practicing martial arts again for half a lifetime and attending the Buddhist scriptures for a year, which is the day to confirm what we have learned all our lives. ”

"What the senior brother said is very true. ”

Several more people walked forward, with solemn faces: "Destroy the demon and defend the Buddha, although I will not regret death, please preside over the order!"

"...... Uproar"

The monks present stepped in unison, and even those who were wailing on the ground gritted their teeth and propped themselves up.

His eyes were furious, and he looked directly at Guo Fan.

It's as if we're going to burn this demon to the ground!

None of the monks present this time were weak, and there were not a few people who had perfect internal strength.

Now they are moving together, and the power is monstrous.

The terrifying coercion made the Daxiong Treasure Hall tremble slightly, and Zhou Junfang's body tensed up, protecting the four girls and retreating towards the corner.

Although he is not weak, in the face of these angry monks, I am afraid that he can be torn to pieces in an instant.

"How daring!"

Guo Fan's eyes froze, and he suddenly drank.

"Ben Hou is already merciful to his subordinates, but you don't know how to lift, even so, don't blame Ben Hou for being hot!"

"Peng!"

There was a jolt under his feet, and a boulder several feet square shattered, and the wind blew gently, and it was already powdered.

The Heavenly Mandate Knife trembled slightly, and the Demon Knife sword intent surged.

Guo Fan's eyes suddenly turned pitch black and deep, and a killing intent that was extremely cold and gloomy also swept in.

"Amitabha. ”

Zhenhui spoke again, and the Buddha voice replied in the main hall.

Its melodious voice was as if it rolled into the ears of the monks, and immediately slowly eliminated the killing intent in their hearts.

The expressions of the monks also slowly stretched in the voice.

Only Guo Fan, his brows were tightly locked, and he felt resistant to this Buddha sound.

and even subconsciously want to draw a knife!

"Master Hou. ”

Zhenhui pressed down on the monks and sighed: "I have heard for a long time that the martial arts of Zhenhou are through the Xuan, I don't know if the little monk can understand a thing or two." ”

"Hmm. ”

Guo Fan's face sank: "The monk must intervene?"

"Master Hou. ”

Zhenhui clasped his hands together and bowed his head: "If the little monk is lucky enough to win a move and a half, please spare the monks in the temple." ”

Guo Fan smiled lightly.

"What if you lose?"

Zhenhui's face was solemn, and he said: "Shaolin, you should obey the Hou Ye's disposal." ”

"Heh......"

Guo Fan stood with his hands in his hands, laughing inexplicably.

"Little monk, you have a good calculation!"

Little monk?

When the monks heard this, they changed color one after another.

Only Zhenhui's brows moved slightly, and the eyes that looked at him seemed to be surprised, puzzled, and relieved.

"Amitabha!"

He recited the Buddha's name, and his voice was unprecedentedly relieved and free, as if he had ascended to Bodhi.

"Master Hou agreed. ”

"Peng!"

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the golden light around him bloomed.

A statue of Buddha poured out like gold, emerging from him, and landed on the ground with a sound covering an area.

Its appearance is solid, it is the same as true wisdom, and the light of the Buddha is like a golden body.

"King Kong is not bad!"

Guo Fan's face was solemn.

The true wisdom of Vajra is not bad, it is definitely not only the seventh level, but there is another detachment, which can be called the magic power of Buddhism!

"Exactly. ”

Zhenhui nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "Master Hou is crazy about martial arts, but he is similar to a certain predecessor in Shaolin." ”

"I heard that Master Hou also practices Vajra is not bad, and I was about to ask for advice!"

"Good!"

Guo Fan nodded.

Immediately, the body shook, and a golden light that was unhindered appeared on the spot.

The golden light is beautiful, and there seems to be a white light surging inside, just looking at it, it gives people a sense of indestructibility.

The same kind of magic skill, in the two of them, is actually in very different forms.

The light of the Buddha of true wisdom takes shape and turns into a true body, just like the rumored Dharma, just like the substance.

Obviously the strength is strong, but the dust does not move.

Guo Fan is different, his strength is mixed, his strength is explicit, and he has evolved his solidity and fierceness to the extreme.

The ground cracked apart when it only touched it.

"Master Hou, please take it!"

Zhenhui's eyes bloomed brightly, his left hand was erected in front of his chest, and his right hand was pushed flat, and his strength was rushing.

Prajna Divine Palm!

His movements were extremely slow, and the two of them were separated by two feet, but when he came out, he was already close to him.

Prajna, in the Buddhist scriptures, represents great wisdom and the ultimate transcendence of knowing the origin of all things.

This palm method is named after this, and it is extraordinary.

Among the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, it is known as the first palm, and it is tied with the Bodhidharma sword.

Palm out, silent.

The change of strength seemed to be endless, and when it touched Guo Fan's body protection, there were many changes in an instant.

or profound, or agitated, or rigid and soft......

The golden light of the mixed yuan immediately shook endlessly, and there were faint signs of shattering.

"Good hand!"

Guo Fan sighed lightly.

At the same time, he also held it with one hand, lifted it gently, and then pressed it slowly.

Thirty-six ways to turn the world upside down.

Upside down!

This unique learning was created by King Jing, and it is claimed to cover all the changes in the world's palms.

Although it is not as good as the magic knife, it is also extremely subtle.

In Guo Fan's hands, it is the resurrection of King Jing, and he has to sigh to himself.

When the palm rises, the sky rises, and when the palm falls, the earth overturns.

Before the palm strength arrived, the divine palm had changed, as if it had been stimulated, and the palm power instantly flashed out.

"Peng!"

The palms collided, and the two bodies shook lightly at the same time.

"Amitabha. ”

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, sadness, fear, and surprise appeared on Zhenhui's face, and then turned into indifference.

At the same time, make a knife with your hand and chop diagonally.

"Hoo ......"

Guo Fan's eyes were dark, and he seemed to have infinite killing intent, but he was suppressed in an instant.

At the same time, the arm is raised and cut out from the bottom up.

Prajna Demon Sword!

"Peng!"

The palms and knives collided, the strength escaped, Zhenhui's body was suddenly unstable, and his body staggered backwards.

Guo Fan was about to step forward when he saw Zhenhui's mouth open.

"Roar!"

The sound thundered and slammed down.

Just as countless hammers fell, the golden light of Guo Fan's body trembled wildly, almost shattering.

Lion's roar!

The former overlord Han Dang can be loud and sound, and now the true wisdom is even more substantial.

Moreover, the range of the sonic attack fell on Guo Fan, and it did not spread outward at all.

Just this control is extremely amazing.

"Hiss......"

Zhenhui stabilized his body, bent his fingers a little, and used his fingers as a sword.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he followed an inexplicable trajectory and stabbed straight into the weak point of the Vajra Protective Body Divine Light.

No phase robbery!

Dharma Excalibur!

Guo Fan's face remained unchanged, and he also pointed out, and at the same time drank the truth.

"Fight!"

Nine-character mantra!

Great wisdom is uncertain!

"Peng!"

The two fingers collided, and Zhenhui's face turned pale.

Guo Fan stepped forward and swiped with one finger, like a knife light, falling on his golden body.

"Bing!"

"Peng!"

The golden light shattered.

"Hum Ma Mi ......"

Zhenhui's body shook wildly, and he actually spat out the truth, and the golden light that escaped around him also gathered.

Transform into a brilliant fist and hit hard.

Shaolin Luohan Boxing!

This is the most common boxing technique in Shaolin, which everyone can practice, and it is actually one of the seventy-two stunts.

It is also the existence that is most easily overlooked.

And this punch has a great clumsiness, great wisdom and foolish edge, punching out, even the magic knife is difficult to find a flaw for a while.

"Not bad. ”

Guo Fan's eyes twitched.

Kick the ground the same and punch out.

Tiger Fist!

This boxing technique has long been practiced by him to the bones, and the Tiger Fist Intent can be easily attached to it.

And......

When it comes to breaking through ingenuity with strength, who is he afraid of?

Dozens of tricks swallowed the vitality of heaven and earth together, and the true qi of the dantian surged, gathering on the top of the fist, and the vast strength suddenly gathered.

"Peng!"

"Boom ......"

Zhenhui's body retreated, and with each step, the ground under his feet cracked until he retreated to the door.

And half of the floor of the Daxiong Treasure Hall has become a ruin.

"Poof!"

Zhenhui's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Amitabha. ”

He lightly raised his trembling hands and saluted in front of him, his breath was weak and weak, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

"Thank you, Master Hou. ”

Guo Fan withdrew his hand and said indifferently: "The monk likes Buddhism, so there is no need to waste time on this martial arts." ”

"You abolished the martial arts of the monks?"

The monks' faces changed color.

"Fight with him!"

"That's right!"

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, Wuyu, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly roared, and his voice was so loud that it also suppressed the angry roar of everyone.

"Presiding?"

"Host!"

"Someone. ”

Wufu sighed, his eyebrows lowered: "Someone from the Discipline Hall, take down the Xuanjing, Xuanwu, and Zhenqing...... They were sent to the six doors of the imperial court, and they were punished in the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Host!"

"Presiding, no!"

The monks' faces changed drastically, and they roared urgently.

"How?"

Wufu suddenly turned his head, his eyes gloomy: "Do you want to respect the law?"

“...... Can't. ”

One of them gritted his teeth, and finally stomped his foot hard, got up and threw himself at several monks in the field.

"Obey the order of the Discipline Hall, take down Xuanjing, Xuanwu and others!"

"Yes!"

A cry of grief and indignation rang out.

"Master Hou. ”

Wufu got up and saluted Guo Fanhe: "From today on, Shaolin ...... Close the mountain gate, ten years out. ”

"The acres of land belong to the people, and all the money owed is returned. ”

"Hmm. ”

Guo Fan's face was indifferent.

"Divine monk. ”

Wufu nodded, looking at Zhenhui with pleading eyes in his eyes.

In the future, the priest will also be asked to temporarily preside over the post until the next presiding officer takes office. ”

"Host. ”

Zhenhui opened her mouth, then sighed softly and closed her eyes.

"Presiding?"

The others also noticed that something was wrong, and they all looked at it, and their eyes also showed horror.

"Amitabha. ”

Wufu turned around, faced the giant Buddha, and tears fell in his eyes: "The little monk is not good, as a disciple of Buddhism, but he is ashamed of Buddhism." ”

"Today's ......"

"Peng!"

He folded his hands and knelt on his knees, and suddenly his breath fell, his head lowered, and he was completely silent.

"Host!"

"Senior Brother Presiding!"

All the monks were stunned for a moment, and then their bodies trembled, their eyes were full of anger, and they looked towards Guo Fan in the field.

"Master Wu is gone, but things still have to be done. ”

Guo Fan's face was indifferent, and then he stomped his feet suddenly, and thirty-six pitch-black swords instantly slashed down in all directions.

"If not, it's like this!"

"Peng!"

"Click......"

The Daxiong Treasure Hall is also known as the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

And at this time, the Ten Thousand Buddhas collapsed!

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