When the monks of the whole temple heard this, they were all shocked, and they were all shocked: "The donor, the position of the old man, is not hand-picked by the officials, but recommended by the monks of the whole temple." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

King Ling said: "Shaolin Temple has a false name, the old abbot has no way to lead, this seat does not want this huge Shaolin to be buried, how can it not be ignored?"

When the monks saw it, they all exploded their lungs, it turned out that this person was a eunuch in the palace, walking crookedly, and his appearance was neither male nor female, but he looked high.

King Ling said: "Father-in-law Ma, I have told the emperor that this Shaolin Temple has lost the competition, and the position of abbot should be in your hands." ”

Father-in-law Na Ma sighed: "I learned some kung fu in my early years, punching Nanshan, kicking Beihai, all as I want, and I am not embarrassed. ”

The old monk of Changli pointed and shouted: "Hugh is talking nonsense! The matter of martial arts, how can the imperial court be allowed to ask about it? Why do you care about me Shaolin?"

King Ling said: "I won Shaolin in martial arts, but I am the supreme martial arts in the Central Plains, and then I was appointed by the imperial court to ask Shaolin, which is justified." ”

He is aggressive and arrogant, and at this point, Shaolin must not back down. Long difficulty, long calamity, long strength, long suffering, and long line immediately stepped forward together, and the long did not say: "I have heard that the martial arts of the national teacher are world-beating, the best in the world, and the status is respected. The five brothers of my division have practiced a formation, and today it is rare for the national teacher to come to the door, and I am asking the national teacher for guidance. ”

The crowd of heroes on both sides were in an uproar, and they talked about it, saying: "Shaolin fights more and fights less, but you are afraid of this spirit king?" "What nonsense are you talking about? This is called fighting wits but not strength." People bully and use Tartar means to destroy the Shaolin foundation, how can Shaolin sit still and wait to die?"

Shaolin came up with the next question, and it was the turn of the Spirit King to solve the problem, and everyone thought: "These five great monks shot together, even the Red Fly Hero couldn't resist it, not to mention the magic formation? In this way, Shaolin has a reason. ”

Who knows that the Spirit King said with a smile: "I have heard that there are hundreds of martial arts formations in Shaolin, some large and some small, and there are many changes, and today I am about to open my eyes." After saying that, he slowly stepped forward and walked towards the long difficulty, and when the audience saw this, they were all worried about Shaolin, the silence in the field, and the breathing could be heard.

"Amitabha, cloth Shinto Heavenly Array." As soon as the words fell, the other four monks dispersed and surrounded the Spirit King. The long difficult sleeve robe bulged, and a punch was punched, and the sound of hunting sounded in an instant, like a strong wind, which was a move "blood river flowing". This trick is vicious and cruel in name, but when it was first created, it was to persuade people to put down the butcher's knife and be dedicated to goodness, otherwise it would be a river of blood. However, the Buddha admonished, with righteousness, applied to this trick, and the castration was also extremely sharp.

As soon as the Spirit King raised his hand, the palm power flew out, and he effortlessly shook this move back. The long difficulty took a step back, and the old monks on both sides punched each other, offsetting the power of the spirit king's palm, and then the formation turned, and the old monks punched out their palms from afar, with strong palm power and strong strength, and the fist shadow in the formation was impermeable, and the anger was varied.

Red Fly and Yang Wentian secretly admired, and Red Fly thought: "These five old monks have their own unique skills, if they join forces to fight with me, they will have to make a thousand moves to distinguish the winner from the loser." However, when they use this array, they support each other with their internal strength, and they are tightly guarded, as if they are one, and their power is multiplied, and I will never be able to resist it. Shaolin martial arts is really exquisite, broad and profound. ”

The spirit king blocked the five monks' moves, occasionally fought back, among the five monks, by the long calamity, the long bitter two came forward to block, these two people are good at "King Kong does not move" horizontal practice kung fu, once the exercise, such as wearing iron armor, the spirit king's internal strength can not hurt them. Changli and Changxing are good at light work, moving like tigers and leopards, haunting in the formation, often in an instant, and the figures are heavy and elusive. And the long difficulty skill is the highest, proficient in fists and feet, every move has the power of the dragon elephant, so that the spirit king only has the ability to parry.

The six of them fought fiercely, the true qi in their bodies spread out, and there was a circle of invisible qi in the field, like a wall full of swords, looming, implying killing intent, and the thunder was rolling, extremely harsh. The heroes soon sensed it, and couldn't help but be frightened, and secretly thought: "If these people run and chase after them, and the air cover spreads all around, we will all suffer." "Fortunately, the five monks competed with the Spirit King, but they couldn't move.

Hit a hundred more moves, the five old monks' skills to the extreme, faintly has formed a 'demon array', the array is full of vast Buddha power, if the enemy has a demonic mind, immediately encounter a fierce blow, must abolish his magic skills in one fell swoop. On the faces of the old people, sweat was already pouring rain, but between the gestures, the strength was still gradually strengthened.

Yang Wentian thought to himself: "If I get to the middle of the formation, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold up ten moves." But these masters are old and difficult to last. ”

He was determined to attack and win in one fell swoop, and in an instant the five monks stepped forward and struck out the "Hercules Fist" together, and each of them had an overwhelming divine power on the fist, coming from all directions, and the fist wind was shaking, so that people had nowhere to escape, and could not be stopped.

The spirit king suddenly shook his body, and gave a palm to each of the five people, only to hear a boom, the true qi in the battle array exploded, shocking the earth, the mountains shook the trees, and the five old monks' faces turned pale, their mouths spit blood, and they fell out at the same time. The monks in the temple exclaimed, "Abbot, Master!" Regardless of the danger, he snatched out a few people, hugged the five old monks, and brought them back to the monks.

Red Fly and Yang Wentian's hearts tightened, and they were deeply uneasy: "This is no trick, and it is hard to fight." This Spirit King's kung fu has been practiced to such an extent, and the only flaw in this Divine Dao Heavenly Formation is that it blindly attacks and attacks and defends unbalanced. ”

The Spirit King said loudly: "Now that the victory and defeat have been divided, what else does Shaolin have to say?"

The monks looked at each other with sad faces, unable to answer for a while. This spirit king defeated the Shinto Heavenly Formation with his own strength, and the monks of the whole temple had no excuse to find, and there was no way back. Could it be that he really wanted to listen to his assignment and let a eunuch be the abbot of Shaolin?

Ji Ti smiled faintly, and said in his heart: "The timing is just right, and look at me to turn the tide and help the building to collapse." ”

He was about to take a posture and slowly walk out of the formation, when suddenly, three more figures fell from the sky and pounced on the Spirit King. The three of them went too fast, and the incident happened so suddenly that the viewer could not see the shadows of the three people clearly.

The Spirit King threw three punches and thumped three times, knocking the three of them back. The group of heroes took a closer look, and then they saw that this was the mysterious three old monsters of the North Sea, but these three monsters had red eyes and fangs at this time, and they really did not look like people.

The Spirit King looked at the three of them and said coldly, "What are the three of you?"

The hopeless old monster shouted: "On the orders of the Lord Mother of the North Sea, I want to catch you, the demon who devours the Spirit Yuan!" After shouting, his body size skyrocketed, and in an instant, he became a ghost-faced human body, full of spikes, and a giant with a height of two feet. The rest of the black-hearted old monster and the giant fish old monster also changed together, the black-hearted old monster turned into a black bull-headed shadow, and the giant fish old monster turned into a strong and fat giant merman. The three monsters are like a hill, standing in the middle, fierce and terrifying.

When the people saw such a huge monster, they were terrified, and they shouted and shouted, and those who took the blades took the blades, and those who slipped away. Pan Xuan thought to himself, "What is the origin of these three old monsters? These are obviously ancient demons, pretending to be humanoids. And who is the North Sea Master?"

The Spirit King was not surprised, and said with a smile: "Good fragrant Lingyuan, so delicious to eat." ”

The ghost-faced giant shouted, "Eat you first, and then go back to tell the mistress!" The Spirit King blocked it with his hand, separating the ghost-faced giant by a few feet, and it was so easy.

The giant fish and the black bull screamed at the same time, and the sound was terrifying, and everyone who was nearby felt dizzy and frightened. With a roar, the two trolls followed closely and pounced on the Spirit King together.

In an instant, a monk jumped out, his body was in mid-air, and several small golden dragons flew out of his palm, around his body, like the first birth of the sun wheel, the light was wonderful, the little golden dragon drilled into the mouth of the three monsters, the three monsters screamed, the body was crooked, swaying, and kneeling down to him. The monk made another move to "hit the bell golden cover", fell to the ground, the bluestone shattered, and a burst of light spread around, enveloping the three monsters. The three monsters looked frightened, their bodies shrunk, and they gradually changed back to human form.

The golden light dissipated, and everyone recognized that this person's appearance was a middle-aged monk with a rather delicate spirit and dignified eyebrows. The monks of Shaolin Temple recognized him and were all shocked: "This is a tired person who has traveled all over the world and has not returned for a long time!"

The old monks such as Chang Jian and Chang Li were even more shocked: "This is the Mani Golden Dragon Divine Palm! It turns out that he has really practiced the Golden Wheel Divine Skill passed down by the Bodhidharma Patriarch!"

Yang Wentian, Red Fly, Xiao Moxue and others were very surprised, Yang Wentian said: "It turns out that Chengzheng really has such a miraculous effect?" Red Fly said: "This master has superb martial arts and righteousness, how did I just look away?"

The three old monsters were naked, annoyed and ashamed, and suddenly turned their heads and rushed down the mountain. The heroes were afraid of these three people, and did not dare to stop them, and soon they ran away.

King Ling smiled: "This little monk is also nosy. These three people are coming at me, why are you disinterested me?"

Ji Ti thought to himself: "Why is this devil not afraid when he sees my miraculous skills? Yes, he must be concerned about his face and calm himself. He immediately preached: "Amitabha, the Buddha Gate is important, how can these three demons be allowed to make waves? The Spirit King's benefactor insults my Buddha Gate, and he should be punished by my Buddhist disciples, so why do those three need to take action?"

The Shaolin monks saw that the sensational and powerful miracle just now, they all had great expectations, and they also thought: "Could it be that the Buddha really appeared and gave such a magical incarnation to save me from Shaolin in danger?"

In fact, Ji Ti's internal strength may not be stronger than the previous five monks joining forces, but his golden wheel true qi is the nemesis of the evil spirits in the world. This spirit king's body is full of aura, and he has entered the demon, like the five elders of Shaolin, the red fly, Yang Wentian and other cultivators who have cultivated deeply, and they have all faintly felt that they have the advantage of economic accumulation.

The Spirit King said: "Little monk, if I defeat you, will there still be anyone in Shaolin? ”

Ji Ti said: "The donor has repeatedly spoken wildly, and Xiao Wei has endured it one after another, but it is really difficult to endure it anymore. The benefactor's life is full of sins and evil thoughts, and it is ended here by Xiao Wei. ”

The evil spirit rose in the palm of the spirit king, and he slashed out a palm towards Ji Lei, Ji Ti smiled proudly, and with a little finger, three small golden dragons flew out, and the golden dragon spit fire, and burned the evil spirit completely in an instant. The golden dragon gained momentum, continued to fly, and bit the spirit king, the spirit king also spit out a cloud of ghost fire, who knew that the golden dragon jumped, through the fire, the spirit king snorted, took a few steps back, and his cheeks were burned out of a few inches of scorch.

Ji Lei laughed and said, "Spirit King, even if you are good at demon law, you can't escape the heavens and the earth today!"