The serious master's kick and shout showed profound skills.

The three of the Holy Venerables are all martial arts masters, and the people who practice martial arts in the world are like a pool of clear water in front of them, clear to the bottom, and the other party has a few catties and taels are clear.

But today, the serious master stood in front of them like this, and it did not make them feel difficult to see through, but they saw it too thoroughly, and they could see through it directly at a glance, as if it were transparent.

The shock was so great that they had never seen anyone like this in their lives.

This makes them more alert.

So the three of them slowly dispersed around the serious master, locked the three dead corners on each other's bodies, and were faintly ready to attack.

The serious master still stood quietly, his eyes were lazy, and he didn't even look at them.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and yawned, and taking advantage of this gap, Master Honghai made a move.

I saw him open his mouth, and a mantra broke through the air, this mantra is definitely different from Zhitong and Zhimin, it is silent and shapeless, so ordinary people can't find it at all, only know that at the moment when Master Honghai opened his mouth, the corners of the serious master's clothes suddenly trembled violently.

But it was just a tremor, nothing else out of the ordinary.

A moment later, the tremor ended, and Master Honghai froze in place, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The serious master still didn't look at Master Honghai, but slowly finished the yawn, and then began to reach out and pluck his ears.

This was another excellent opportunity to make a move, so the landless lama made a move.

To everyone's surprise, the landless lama did not use his fists like his apprentices, but with his fingers.

He and his apprentice Zabu were like two ends of the same thing, one with a fist as strong as an iron basin, the other with fingers as thin as thorns.

Don't look at the fingers that are not as big as the fists, but in the hands of the landless lamas, they have infinite power.

I saw the landless lama dodge in front of the serious master, and ten fingers stabbed at the major points on the serious master's body like a rainstorm pear blossom.

Everyone clearly saw that every time the landless lama pointed out, the air around him seemed to be distorted, which showed how domineering the finger power was.

But the serious master still didn't move, and the fingers of the landless lama kept poking at him.

The strange thing is that there is nothing unusual in the body of the serious master, but there are slender holes on the ground not far from him, as if they have been pierced by thousands of needles, densely packed.

This poke of the landless lama lasted until the serious master finished plucking out his ears.

When he pulled his fingers out of his ear holes, the landless lama was so frightened that he flew out a dozen steps backwards, clutching his chest and panting loudly, as if he were a little sheep that had just escaped death.

After plucking out his ears, the serious master began to stretch his waist.

This time, the action was much bigger than the previous yawning and ear picking, and this time the groundless lama and Honghai Master hurriedly retreated more than a dozen steps back, widening the distance between them and the serious master.

One is the first master of Shingon Buddhism, the other is a living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism who is famous in the southwest border, and the two top masters in the world will be scared half to death by an ordinary old monk.

What a bizarre scene this is, this kind of thing that no one believes when it is said happened in Shaolin today.

Master Honghai and the Landless Lama have both fought with the serious master, although in the eyes of outsiders, the two have been attacking, but the two of them know very well in their hearts, the serious master is very strong, terrifyingly strong, and their retreat is completely in instinct, the instinct of survival.

Now, only the Holy Venerable was left among the three who had not made a move.

He quietly watched as the serious master slowly stretched his waist, and did not move the whole time, because he did not dare to move.

Throughout the process, it was always him who was facing the serious master, not Master Honghai and the Landless Lama.

Therefore, the sense of oppression that the serious master faintly exuded fell on him, and he didn't even have the courage to take a step forward.

In a moment, I saw that the forehead of the Supreme Venerable was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, although he did not fight with the serious master, but the pressure on him felt even greater than the fight.

He glanced at Master Honghai and the Landless Lama, who were cowering behind him, and then at the group of monks he had brought with him, who were looking at Master Solemn in horror, as if they had seen some of the most terrifying creatures in the world.

At this time, the Supreme Venerable finally figured it out: "The Serious Master is the uncertain factor in his own plan, and he really didn't die. ”

After thinking of this, the Holy Venerable didn't say a word, turned his head and ran, how could he still have the appearance of a generation of grandmasters, this scene saw everyone froze in place, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Seeing the Holy Venerable running out of Shaolin in a puff of smoke, the serious master finally turned his attention to Master Honghai and the Landless Lama.

He just glanced at the two of them simply, and the two of them were immediately frightened like the Supreme Venerable, rushing out of the mountain gate without looking back, and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that their masters had fled, how could the remaining monks dare to stay for a long time, one ran faster than the other, and one ran faster than the other.

But the mountain gate is so big, how can it squeeze through so many people at once.

And so the stampede inevitably happened.

Suddenly, at the gate of Shaolin, wails came and went.

In front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Shaolin disciples laughed, urging this group of embarrassed people to get out of the way.

In this way, after all the exotic monks had retreated down the mountain, the hustle and bustle came to an end for the time being.

At this time, the master of non-precept respectfully came to the front of the serious master, bowed and said, "Don't prescribe to see the ancestor of heavenly compassion. ”

Hearing the shouting of the master of Bujie, everyone finally knew that the serious master was the legendary master of Tianbei, and they quickly knelt on the ground one by one and kowtowed to him respectfully.

The serious master nodded calmly, and then said to He Jingfa, who was not fat, thin, or handsome: "You haven't come here yet, meet Senior Brother Bujie." ”

After hearing this, the Shaolin disciple who was kneeling on the ground was startled, and suddenly his mouth suddenly opened.

Not fat, not thin, not handsome, not stupid, aren't they all the same as Master Buyue and Master Bujie? Only Master Tianbei dares to give his apprentice the name of the law, why did he only think of this until now?

Thinking of this, in an instant, all the disciples began to turn to Jing Fa who was not fat, thin, or handsome.

Not fat, not thin and not handsome for a while, he couldn't adapt to so many people bowing to him, so he hurriedly waved his hand and stepped forward to help everyone up, but Jingfa stood motionless.

The Master of the Martial Arts looked at the very unfamiliar face of the Master of Righteousness, and asked with some doubts, "Master, ...... your face?"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a painful scream came from the crowd, and Jing Fa was clutched to his chest, his face twisted into a ball, and one after another thick black blood slowly flowed out of his eyes, nostrils, ears, and the corners of his mouth.

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