Between the mountains, the screams of Buddhist masters came and went. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the copper axe that was originally used to suppress the ancient demons was full of power, and under the double blessing of the formation and the ancient battlefield, it burst out with indescribable power.

Master Lingshan was crushed to the ground by the weight and roared loudly, but his roar became weaker and weaker.

The ancient legend has been laid out for a long time, and at this moment, the bottom of the card is opened, and it will completely hurt the vitality of Buddhism. After this battle, the power of Buddhism will be greatly damaged, and at least for three hundred years, there will be no ability to come to trouble the ancient legends.

"Amitabha! The ancient benefactor has done this too much. The old man originally planned to come secretly to save the life of the ancient benefactor, but now it seems that he has the cheekiness to beg the ancient benefactor to let them go. Please also ask the Gu Shi Master to let go of this matter for the sake of fellow human warriors!"

"The old man is very good, and he guarantees his life, after they go back, they will definitely cultivate the Buddha sincerely, and they will no longer come to disturb the ancient benefactor, how?" I don't know when Fang De actually walked in front of the ancient legend, and his whole body was full of golden light, as if it was a true Buddha body.

"The Five Ancestors of Shaolin, the best monk!" Gu Chuanxia looked at Fang De at this moment. He could feel that Fang De's body was holding a powerful soul at this moment.

The majestic pressure in the ancient battlefield moved, and the overlapping phantoms pressed towards the supreme good. Zhishan's body was full of golden light, but he stubbornly withstood the pressure.

"Such a powerful external cultivation, I actually practiced from the outside into the soul, just in terms of external skills, I am not as good as you. "What Gu Chuanxia said is the truth, although because nearly half of the monks who formed the Great Array of Buddhism were killed by axes, the power of the Great Array combined with the Ancient Battlefield has been sharply reduced. But under such heavy pressure, relying on the strength of his body alone, Gu Chuanxia felt that he might not be able to stand on his feet. However, this supreme monk only possessed himself with his soul, which stimulated Fang De's body and withstood such pressure.

"It's just that the old monk said that he was compassionate, but why was he so cruel to the disciples of Buddhism? This Fang De was borrowed by you today, and even if the foundation was destroyed, half a lifetime of penance was turned into water. Gu Chuanxia said with a sneer.

The best monk said: "Today's cause, tomorrow's fruit." Since the old monk planted the cause, he should repay it in the future. Since Fang De is a disciple of my Buddhism, he should have the consciousness of benefiting the common people and inheriting the great cause of the world. Before this trip, the old monk had already consulted him. ”

Gu Chuanxia continued to sneer: "I asked for opinions, but whether I agreed or opposed, didn't he have the final say?"

"There are many factions within Shaolin, and I am very clear about the old monk's plan, originally I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters in the war and make some benefits. Now he wants to come out stronger, trying to save so many Buddhist masters present and revive the prestige of Southern Shaolin. Am I wrong?"

Since the Tanzong monk onwards, Shaolin Temple has repeatedly had high monks and great virtues go away to set up another door, collectively referred to as South Shaolin. Among them, Quanzhou, Putian and Fuqing are the most famous.

South Shaolin is not a branch of the Shaolin General Institute in other places, and it is not affiliated with Shaolin itself, but can only be said to have the same root and origin. But after all, they are all worshipping Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and the ancestors are all Dharma ancestors.

The former Ming Putian Southern Shaolin had conspired with the Shaolin Temple to split the two sects of sword qi with the Huashan faction that was in full swing at that time with a sunflower treasure pit, and the Wuyue Sword Sect, which was gradually rising under the leadership of the Huashan faction, also entered an almost endless infighting.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the ancient legend, it wouldn't take a few decades for the Wuyue Sword Sect to disappear and become history.

The ancient benefactor's eyes were like torches, and the old monk couldn't refute them. The supreme monk was honest, and the words of the ancient legend were forced, and he was not angry, and replied indifferently.

"In that case, may I ask the master to teach me, why do I have to risk being continued to be eaten and entangled by these monks to help you regain your prestige in Southern Shaolin?" asked Gu Chuanxia, staring at the supreme monk.

The supreme monk said: "The ancient benefactor naturally has no reason. However, when Lao Qu was young, he once had a miraculous skill, and the old monk was willing to use this skill to make a bet with the ancient benefactor. ”

Gu Chuanxia said lightly: "The old monk should not be clumsy! When it comes to the realm of you and me, no matter how many miraculous skills and martial arts, what is the use? If you don't cultivate the Great Road, it will be dust." ”

The supreme monk said: "The ancient benefactor's words are wrong! The ancient times are coming, and the threat of the catastrophe hangs above the heads of every warrior. The primordial spirit can join the way, but if he has not really jumped out of the Three Realms, he is not in the Five Elements, and the physical body cannot be abandoned, but it is a treasure raft to cross the world. The old monk's miraculous skill was left by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu in the past, and when he practiced to the depths, he could carry a world with the power of his body. ”

Ancient books record that Xiang Yuli can carry Jiuding, and Ding also represents the meaning of the world. It's a pity that Xiang Yu's generation of heroes can't see through a love, no one in the world can kill him, but he killed himself.

Gu Chuanxia is the master of dreams, and the world of dream masters has also spread to the land of Qin and Han dynasties, and he knows a little about the deeds of the overlord of Chu, and knows many unknown insiders.

The death of the overlord of Chu back then was very strange.

For Xiang Yu's physical training, Gu Chuanxia is still very interested.

"You want to bet, I don't know what to bet on?" asked Gu Chuanxia.

The supreme monk said: "The old monk has created a set of "Eight Treasures Boxing Method", which integrates the spirit and spirit with the three lights of the sun, moon and stars, and uses the unparalleled treasure body to smash everything. If the ancient donor can catch the old monk's three punches, the old monk will not only give up the method of exercising the body of the overlord of Chu, but also leave the line representing Southern Shaolin, and no longer care about the entanglement between the ancient benefactor and Buddhism and Shaolin. ”

Gu Chuanxia's eyes flickered, rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Okay! The old monk is so confident, my Gu Chuanxia is not a timid person, but I want to see what kind of mystery your "Eight Treasure Boxing Method" is. ”

Master Lingshan, who was suppressed aside, buried his head, but there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

The supreme monk attached to Fang De's body, and slowly unbuttoned Fang De's shirt, revealing a body of strong muscles that shimmered with golden light.

It can be seen with the naked eye that every muscle is moving at an extremely fast frequency, and in the darkness, the sun and stars are being pulled, and wisps of sunlight essence come from nothingness, constantly injecting into every muscle.

The muscles were as if they were on fire, leaping with surging power.

Gu Chuanxia put away the superfluous expression on his face and waited seriously and seriously. He could feel what a powerful power was being buried under Fang De's not very strong body at this moment. If this power erupts in an instant, it is enough to tear apart half of the ancient battlefield.

Gu Chuanxia should be glad that it was not the body of the supreme monk who came, and with Fang De's physical strength, it was not enough for him to release all the power in all his muscles in an instant, otherwise his whole body would inevitably be shattered, and there would be no corpse. At the same time, Gu Chuanxia should also regret it, because even if it is Zhishan himself who swings the fist, what he has seen is not a complete punch.

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