"According to the eminent monk, there is still such a danger in cultivating martial arts, why have everyone heard of it! Could it be that Shaolin's seventy-two stunts are really so miraculous? I think it was because Uncle Xiao and Mr. Murong had cultivated the wrong seventy-two stunts, so they suffered internal injuries! It is possible that the secret books in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were deliberately laid out by Shaolin, and in fact the real martial arts have been hidden. Saying that, Zhao Tiancheng turned around and said loudly at the martial arts heroes: "Have you ever heard of this kind of thing!"

No one had ever heard of what the sweeping monk said, and although Buddhism can help to understand the martial arts of Buddhism, it is unbelievable that Buddhism will suffer if it is not stopped.

"Amitabha! The reason why the Xuancheng disciples of this temple are broken is because they don't practice Buddhism. Saying that, Xuan Cheng actually knelt down and said, "Master, is there a way to save Senior Brother Xuancheng?"

The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "It's too late to be saved." When Master Xuancheng came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to pick up martial arts classics, Lao Wei reminded him three times that he was always obsessed. Now that the tendons and veins are broken, how can they be continued? In fact, the five aggregates are empty, the body is injured, and he can't practice martial arts from now on. ”

The voice of the sweeping monk was not loud, but there was some murmuring Buddha voice, Zhao Tiancheng looked around, and sure enough, he found that the eyes of those who were not good enough in martial arts cultivation actually showed convincing.

Zhao Tiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew that the other party was making a move, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Since this is the case, the secret book of Shaolin naturally does not need to be hidden from everyone, as long as the Dharma is not stopped, there must be some danger." If you want to take a look at the secrets of Shaolin, you can also do it, as long as we continue to practice Buddhism, I believe that according to the master, no one should be able to cultivate. ”

Zhao Tiancheng deliberately shouted loudly, and his voice pulled out all the people who had fallen into the illusion with internal force.

"And Uncle Xiao and Mr. Murong's injuries still need to find a way to be lifted in the cheats!

The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "These martial arts Shaolin don't value it. But once you forcibly cultivate, it will harm everyone's lives, and Lao Wei will not agree. As for the injuries of Murong Jushi and Xiao Jushi, we need to find a way to resolve them in the Dharma!"

"Then according to the master's meaning, is it okay to ask Uncle Xiao and Mr. Murong to become monks?"

"Not bad!"

Xiao Yuanshan is a Khitan hero, although he is old, he does not lose his fierce spirit, and said loudly: "The old man knows that he has been deeply injured, but he is over sixty years old. If a son is an adult, even if he dies in an instant, what regret is there to be? The monk wants the old man to admit his mistakes and repent. But never. ”

When Xiao Feng wanted to open his mouth to ask, he was stopped by Zhao Tiancheng with a gesture in his eyes, "If the master doesn't say the method, this Shaolin Temple won't be calm." ”

"The donor is already like a demon, and his killing spirit is too heavy. I'm afraid of disaster. ”

After the old monk finished speaking. Zhao Tiancheng slapped it suddenly, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Don't make a move yet!"

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu next to him made moves to attack the sweeping monk, and the sweeping monk did not change his face in the face of the full force of several masters, his hands were lightly folded, and an invisible qi wall appeared in his expression, which actually blocked Zhao Tiancheng and the others outside, and the originally overwhelming power immediately disappeared without a trace when it hit this qi wall, disappearing invisibly.

saw Zhao Tiancheng do it. The Tibetan monk standing in the crowd secretly shouted, "Good opportunity!" and made a color to the few people around him, and attacked Zhao Tiancheng in unison.

"I knew they were going to make trouble!" Zhao Tiancheng knew what he would do when he saw the Tubo people arrive in Shaolin. The other party will definitely try his best to stop it, so when he retreated, he shouted: "Has Shaolin already colluded with Tubo? Sure enough, it is a sect that came in from Fanbang, and it can't change its essence!"

"Zhao Shi's words are exaggerated! This is originally a grudge between Zhao Shizhu and the Tubo people, how can it be imposed on my Shaolin's head!" Xuan Lin saw that the sweeping monk easily resisted the attack of Zhao Tiancheng and others, and his confidence immediately increased.

After landing, Zhao Tiancheng and the five of them glanced at each other with serious faces, the strength of the five of them attacked the same target, and the force generated was absolutely incredible, but I didn't expect the other party to defend it very easily.

At this time, some people were shocked Zhao Tiancheng and others said that they would do it, and suddenly some people felt that tears could not stop flowing out, and at the same time, their eyes were in severe pain, they couldn't open them, and coughed loudly.

"It's the sad breeze of Xixia Yipintang! I didn't expect Shaolin Temple to collude with the Xixia people, it seems that Shaolin Temple wants to take the opportunity of the martial arts conference to wipe out our martial arts people in the Central Plains!" Zhao Tiancheng saw that the third girl had released the poison, and immediately shouted loudly.

"So treacherous!"

"Hit the mark!"

"Zhao Shizhu is really a good means!, he can actually get the sad breeze of Western Xia!" The sweeping monk said in a flat tone, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Zhao Tiancheng knew that the sad breeze might have no effect on the sweeping monk, so he quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his body and threw it to Xiao Feng first: "Last time, I got a bottle of antidote for the brothers of the beggar gang to save the brothers of the beggar gang and the Xixia people, big brother hurry up and smell it." ”

Murong Fu also took out an identical small porcelain vase from his body, sniffed it himself, and then hurriedly handed it to Murong Bo on the side.

"You've been well prepared, but the old man may be going to disappoint you. As he spoke, his hands were folded, and two invisible walls of qi suddenly squeezed towards several people from the left and right.

"Grandma, don't make a move!" Zhao Tiancheng knew that just relying on them would not work at all, so he hurriedly shouted.

Tianshan Tong was already a little eager to try when she saw the sweeping monk, and after hearing Zhao Tiancheng's words, she suddenly waved out a palm, a fluttering palm, but the sweeping monk paid unprecedented attention to it, and even met it for the first time.

"Click! click!" As if something had shattered, several cracks appeared in front of the sweeping monk.

However, when there were more and more cracks on it and it was about to crumble, Tianshan Tong's palm power was exhausted, and it gently fell on Zhao Tiancheng's side, Tianshan Tong's grandmother looked at the sweeping monk and said: "It is worthy of being a master of the grandmaster, there is a hard battle today." ”

"Today is the last battle, let's see who survives. Saying that, Zhao Tiancheng and the others jumped out in an instant, scattered and stood around the sweeping monk, Xuan Lin and the others had the intention to stop it, but because they wanted to fight against the sad and crisp breeze, they didn't dare to act too violently, so they could only do it in a hurry.

"Everyone, what are you waiting for" Saying that, a shocking momentum suddenly rose from Zhao Tiancheng's body, and the fierce sword intent shattered the ground around him.

With the outbreak of Zhao Tiancheng, Tianshan Tong, Xiao Feng, Murong Fu and others were all no longer hiding their strength, at this time, those Wu Qunhao only discovered the gap between them and these people who were in the top position of the rivers and lakes, You Tanzhi, who was hidden in the beggar gang and had suffered a lot of internal injuries, looked at the few people in the audience with a gloomy face, he didn't expect that he and the rest of the people were so different.

Zhao Tiancheng's five fingers were put together, and the originally scattered sword qi slowly condensed together, and finally turned out to be a long sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword qi instantly rushed towards the sweeping monk, and at the same time, several people around him also used their own tricks, Xiao Feng's dragon-shaped energy, as well as the palm power of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, came out of their hands one after another.

The old monk recited a Buddha horn in a low voice, and the qi wall that was originally a foot away around his body was thought of as a shape similar to a bronze bell, and finally expanded instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye, when several qi forces collided with this qi wall, a dense air explosion sounded, and there was a loud bang, and the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was violently shaken, and the strong wind and qi stirred up by the powerful force swept in all directions, like a hurricane transiting.

After the qi swept over, among the martial arts heroes who fell to the ground, several sharp fingers suddenly broke through the air and shot into the smoke and dust.

Xuan Lone's heart was raised, although he knew that the sweeping monk was superb, but in the face of the attack of several big masters, and in the end, there was a hidden enemy to sneak attack, he really didn't know if the sweeping monk could survive, once the sweeping monk really died here, then their Shaolin would really be finished.

When the smoke and dust on the ground gradually dissipated, the sweeping monk standing in the ruins moved, and it was still in the same posture as before, but Zhao Tiancheng found that there were several holes on the other party's monk robe, and the other party was not unaffected, at least Duan Yanqing, who was hiding in the crowd in the end, really broke through the qi wall.

The sweeping monk adjusted his internal breath, although he was a master of the grandmaster, and his use of heaven and earth energy had reached an incredible realm, but in the face of the joint attack of Zhao Tiancheng and others, he was barely blocked, and finally Duan Yanqing's sneak attack really hit him, fortunately, he also cultivated Shaolin's body refining skills, so he did not suffer any serious internal injuries.

His eyes turned around Zhao Tiancheng and the others a few times, and the figure of the sweeping monk suddenly disappeared, and in Zhao Tiancheng's eyes, he only saw a black shadow floating towards Murong Bo.

When the sweeping monk disappeared, Murong Bo had already noticed a force hitting his head, and his left hand was busy lifting Xiangge, and he knew that the opponent's martial arts were too powerful, and after raising his hand, his body floated backwards. His Gusu Murong family martial arts, already very high, and then delved into the Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, even more like a tiger wings, this raised hand, a floating body, it seems to be ordinary, in fact, the defensive position is strict and elegant, it can be said to be exhausted, contempt to add to it (to be continued......