But he saw that the monk Daoyan saluted at the third age of the dust and said with a smile: "Hahaha, Master Abbot, this time the martial arts heroes of the championship conference will come with the news of Jiuding, but the Shaolin Temple has been reluctant to announce the news, isn't it waiting for the price to sell, and deliberately making it difficult for the heroes of the world?"

The third year old said: "Hmph! Dao Yan has no right to talk to this abbot with your seniority! This abbot will punish you for facing the wall for a year according to the temple rules!"

But I heard a little monk also pointing at Dao Yan's nose and scolding: "You stinky sweeper! Where do you speak, my Shaolin Temple is a disciple of the fifth generation, and you are the lowest in the Taoist generation! You are a sweeping monk again! I think that a lot of people who have not been promoted at an age must be of bad character! What qualifications do you have to talk to the abbot!"

A little monk scolded: "That's it, I'm going to go to the precept institute to drive you out of the temple now!"

Monk Daoyan smiled: "Hehehe, Master Abbot, since you are a monk and don't lie, it is better for the old man to compare with the master, if the old man is lucky to win, Your Excellency will make the secret of this Jiuding public, so that the hero can find it, right?"

The three-year-old said angrily: "Bastard, how can you talk to the head like this!"

This Dao Yan is the same age as Chen's three years old, but there is too much difference in seniority, and this Chen's three years old relied on this generation and began to yell at Dao Yan. But when he saw Monk Daoyan, his expression was calm, like a high-ranking monk, he didn't say anything at first, just waited for the three-year-old to finish scolding, and then asked: "Hahahaha, that master, can the disciple ask you for advice now?"

This three-year-old is the head of Shaolin, naturally the first in martial arts, he practiced external skills, a golden bell cover iron cloth shirt of the magic skills, and is the Yijin Sutra, the marrow washing meridian plus the body thought that this Daoyan monk came to Shaolin Temple is a wood, mixed food old monk, big did not put it in the eyes is very official: "Hmph! Then I will teach you a lesson this rude man!"

The three-year-old Chen was suddenly angry, Gu Yun and Xiao Liang were standing on the stage at that time, but Gu Yun was seriously injured in the abdomen, and he was already secretly oozing blood, so he immediately stopped in front of Xiao Liang, and suddenly the three-year-old Chen was hit by a strong King Kong palm.

Everyone was taken aback, this palm power was extremely delicate and violent, and there was no chance to dodge! How could they know that Monk Yan lowered his body in a low step, leaned back to one side, and punched the three-year-old armpit of the reverse dust!

"Wow, what kind of martial arts is this!" The three-year-old was suddenly startled, but when he saw Dao Yan punching him, he was fierce and fierce, and he dropped his elbow and jumped to the side.

I saw Dao Yan taking advantage of the situation to attack, his body was like a white ape jumping into a stream, and he even attacked the key points of the plate! The fist seemed strange and formless, but in fact, it was everywhere in the dead holes, and the three years old was suddenly shocked, all relying on the golden bell cover to protect the body, and the body was full of golden bell weather, and Dao Yan's boxing technique collided and made a sound of copper bell impact.

The three-year-old hurriedly pushed away, only to know that he had met the enemy of his life.

This three-year-old did not dare to slack off the exercises, and attacked a set of skills, but with the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, he copied the fist and moved back to the Wuna.

How do you know that this Daoyan monk's martial arts are ruthless and tricky, the boxing technique is erratic, like a drunken man falling away, and like an old farmer ploughing the land, one move and one style can be said to be extremely ugly, although it is ugly, but it is far more exquisite than this seemingly beautiful Shaolin boxing technique.

Gu Yun retreated, and Li Tianmu hurriedly asked, "Uncle Junior, what kind of martial arts do you think this monk uses?"

Gu Yun didn't know at first, but secretly admired this martial arts, and said in his heart that this three-year-old was really the abbot of Shaolin, if I changed places with him today, I don't know what to do!

And look at the Tao Yan moves, all of them are exquisite, and they are freewheeling, full of strength, especially this body is extremely low, and the body flashes again and again under the opponent's lower plate, more calm and dignified like an old cow plowing the field, but as elusive as a rabbit.

This three-year-old is the head of the Shaolin faction, and what he has learned and used reveals the demeanor of the famous faction, and he is neat and majestic.

The two of them were steady, the other was weird, and they fought for a hundred rounds without winning or losing, and the three-year-old Chen originally despised Dao Yan, but turned into shock and fear, and was afraid that he would miss a hand and lose in the hands of this low-level old monk

And see the dust three-year-old light fluttering out of a palm, this palm move is ordinary, but the palm to the halfway, suddenly swayed slightly, when a palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, eight palms become sixteen palms, and then transformed into thirty-two palms, the palm is unpredictable, each palm strikes, just halfway, has become several directions, palm magic.

Gu Yun stood on the tree under the stage, overlooking the two of them fighting, but said in his heart: "This monk's palm technique is wonderful, varied, it is really a wonderful palm technique all the way, if the skill is comparable, it is enough to match Wang Baobao! It's a pity that this three-year-old left such martial arts not to be used against the Yuan, and it is really sad that he is all in the internal fighting! If I fight with him, I will do everything to restrain him, but it is also very difficult to win." ”

I only heard Monk Daoyan sigh in admiration: "Hahaha, the palm of a thousand hands is really exquisite!" Suddenly Monk Daoyan, his moves changed rapidly, and his body technique was even more weird and erratic, and he struck out a few dark feet, and all of them attacked Chen's three-year-old and went to bad luck, and he was actually three years old, and he was restrained everywhere, and it was worth dodging and not attacking.

I saw the Daoyan monk, the body method seems to be high and low, like low and high, high and low, high and low, everywhere to curb the pace of the three-year-old to rush, for a time the move changes sharply, the more unpredictable the three-year-old palm of the dust, the more the figure of the master of Daoyan is unprovoked, I saw him, leaning up, progress flashing, avoiding the tricks but the punch strength reached the key point early, and for a time the dust three-year-old screamed again and again.

The three-year-old master of the dust between the woods, the soft underbelly of the heart, throat, and so on were all hit

And the fist momentum increased rapidly, if it weren't for the fact that this three-year-old had a golden bell shield to protect his body, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

The two of them saw Master Daoyan possessed and stretched out a leg, his toes hooked Chen's three-year-old right foot, and his knee bent Chen's three-year-old left knee, Chen's three-year-old was about to look back and struggle, but he was grabbed by Daoyan's shoulders and thrown off the stage under a pull, and for a while, all the martial arts people in the Central Plains applauded, and they all knew that this Daoyan martial arts seemed to be like an old farmer farming, but in fact, he had entered the real realm of martial arts.

It can really be said that martial arts are like water, the shape of water, avoiding the high and tending down, the shape of the soldier, avoiding the real and hitting the void. The water is controlled by the land, and the soldiers are defeated by the enemy. Therefore, the army is impermanent, the water is impermanent, and those who can win due to the change of the enemy are called gods.

Master Dao Yan immediately said on the stage: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Amitabha Buddha, good and good! ”

Li Tianmu in the audience couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "Hahahahaha, Daoyan monk, you are really interesting, are you a monk or a Taoist? ”

Dao Yan bowed on the stage and said: "Hehehe, there is a Tao that Lao Tzu turned into a Buddha in the Western Regions, and this Buddha entered the Middle Earth, which was originally copied from a lot of Taoist classics, so the common ground is all in the Taoist learning." The little monk was young to avoid the extreme cold and succumbed to Buddhism, and the grace of a meal did not dare to forget, so he was a monk for life, and he did not think about it, but Buddhism has always been a cult in the Western Regions, which really made the little monk a lot of difficulties when he was young, and fortunately got the master Ziyang Zi Xi Yingzhen to pass on the Fu Gong Taoism, and then learned Taoist Confucianism with Mr. Liu Bowen and Mr. Song Lian, so that he has today's achievements. ”

Chen San-year-old fell to the ground and was helped up by many disciples, and he only said without face: "Hmph! It turned out to be a master with art, so Dao Yan, what kind of martial arts are you using!"

Dao Yan said with a smile: "Hahaha, it's not a secret, among the many learnings, martial arts is the last, and the right talent is actually the 'mind' kung fu learned in the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

The three-year-old said: "Bah! It's impossible! This "mind" is so miraculous, it's actually some superficial farming skills, what's so powerful! You must have stolen other martial arts from Shaolin!"

Dao Yan said with a smile: "Hahahaha, it's not a secret, Shaolin Temple's Yijin Sutra, but the Pulp Washing Sutra is extraordinary and profound! The little monk read books in the Tibetan scripture pavilion, at first felt that this intention was not very surprising, and the tricks were weird, like an old farmer farming, generally with a bit of ugliness, but then I knew that my Shaolin martial arts lean all in the Zen martial arts medicine three in one realm, this Zen seems to be Buddhism, and martial arts is martial arts, this medicine is related to the structure of the human body, qi and blood operation, so this innate breath, and many meridians and meridians are learned from Taoism.

The little monk started with medicine, then looked at the Tao, so as to understand the acupuncture points and veins of the human body, and then entered the martial arts with this, before he achieved something. However, this mind has never been able to fully comprehend the theory of the mind to the meaning of the Tao. Fang knows that the Shaolin said Zen, not Buddhism said Zen, in fact, the descendants of Bodhidharma copied the "Zhuangzi" in the "sit and forget the mystery", so the little monk will look at Zhuangzi, "Leisurely Travel", "Theory of Things", "Autumn Water" articles, only to know the world of this realm, the size of the change, so the martial arts are great. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three-year-old was silent, but he heard Daoyan praise and exclaimed: "The way of heaven is constant, not for Yaocun, not for the sake of death!

Dao Yan and Shang Yuan Yue Zhi, made a move, which made the heroes of the world awe-inspired.

Liu Bowen shook the folding fan and smiled secretly, it turned out that what Dao Yan did actually did not escape his calculations, and listened to him: "Hahahaha, Brother Yao, pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, deep calculations, and outstanding martial arts, which really opened Liu's eyes!"

The name of the Taoist family is Yao Guangxiao, Yao Guangxiao hurriedly went to worship after hearing this, and his expression became sincerely frightened for a while: "Hey, hey, Mr. Liu's little monk is just an axe!" Thank you Mr. Liu for your advice!"

The two kept it secret.

Li Tianmu knew that this three-year-old Chen was unwilling, so he immediately replied: "Yes, Chen's three-year-old, you Shaolin is also a thousand-year-old faction, if you can't afford to lose, it's really embarrassing!"

The three-year-old thought about it again and again, so he had to nod and take the stone man, and put his hands in Yao Guangxiao's hands.