Seven old monks sat in a row on chairs, facing Yue Buqun's sword and walking around without any expression.
They all lowered their heads and flicked the beads, as if silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.
"Senior Brother Yue may be in a bit of trouble this time."
"These Shaolin monks are really cunning. I met Master Guangxin when I was young. When I met a bandit on the road, he could hit a person's head into the chest with one palm. Now, only a few years later, he is doing this continuously.
Are you unable to move?" Taoist Tianmen said in the camp of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, deliberately amplifying his voice.
Tianmen is a real person, and he really solves problems when they arise.
Shaolin's pretense can be seen by anyone with some knowledge, but only Tianmen can tell the truth with one mouthful.
"Hey! Brother Tianmen, please don't lie. Shaolin martial arts emphasizes strength, but you also need to abide by the precepts and not eat meat. When you get older, you will naturally lose both energy and blood. How can you say that these masters are pretending?" Songshan Sect?
Tang Ying'e continued.
Since Zuo Lengchan was deposed by Yue Buqun, the younger generation of the Songshan Sect began to actively cooperate with the Five Sacred Mountains with Tang Ying'e as the core, and Tang Ying'e obviously represented the wishes of many people in the Songshan Sect.
Other factions repair relations.
His words sounded like he was explaining, but his intentions were actually more unpredictable.
It feels a bit like digging into the roots of Shaolin.
After all, the Songshan Sect and Shaolin are on the same mountain range, and there are many disputes on a daily basis. If word spreads that Shaolin's martial arts is defective today, it will have some impact.
And just when the crowd started to talk about it.
Yue Buqun draws his sword!
He did not take out any sword from the sword box, but directly put his index and middle fingers together, using the fingers as swords, pointing at the seven old monks at the same time.
At this time, in the eyes of the seven old monks, Yue Buqun stretched out his fingers and used his fingers as swords, all pointing at them.
There were two old monks whose auras were locked. In a moment of excitement, one crushed the armrest of the chair under his seat with his fingers, and the other accidentally broke the Buddhist beads in his hand.
Among the remaining five old monks, another one suddenly tilted his head back, as if he had been shocked and half fainted.
Among the Shaolin monks, someone immediately shouted: "Yue Buqun! Do you dare to harm my great uncle?"
"Yue Buqun! If my master-uncle has any shortcomings, we will definitely not break up with you."
Yue Buqun paid no attention to these gossips. He put his fingers together, but the speed of his feet was not fast. He held his sword and approached these old monks step by step.
A sudden mountain wind blew up a lot of leaves.
Someone saw that Yue Buqun's sleeves were filled with dense purple energy.
Then, between his sword fingers, a condensed purple sword edge took shape.
No one would doubt the lethality of this purple sword edge.
"You don't rely on speed, let alone a sword. You can use your internal strength alone to create a sword energy that is as real as a substance. Such a method... is really appalling!" People in the world who are good at using swords couldn't help but sigh.
They couldn't understand Yue Buqun's previous sword-handling skills, and they couldn't comment on it. They looked envious and envious, so they just shouted "666".
Now that they understood the method, they were even more surprised by the difficulty. They couldn't help but admire him. At the same time, they also knew that Yue Buqun was unfathomable and no one dared to match him.
Yue Buqun walked towards the seven old monks step by step, with momentum and pressure building up step by step.
It would be slightly better if you had no intention of resisting.
Those who compete secretly bear greater pressure and can't help but sweat on their foreheads.
The four old monks joined forces at the same time without communicating.
Sitting on the chair, their respective internal forces turned into air currents and surged out, combining together like a wall.
Yue Buqun's fingertips came over, and the blade of the sword gently cut through the air wall, allowing the strong wind to flow away from both sides and blow his long hair.
At this moment, the purple internal energy finally poured out like a flood.
In an instant, it turned into a large purple air ball, wrapping Yue Buqun and the seven old monks.
Wrapped in this purple energy, not only could others not see what was happening, but they were also unable to perceive the situation.
Although the Shaolin monks knew that Yue Buqun would not do anything outrageous in public, they could not help but become nervous.
The next moment later, Yue Buqun's voice was heard speaking first.
"Got you!"
Then, another voice came out: "Good boy, you are cheating!"
In an instant, a violent explosion tore apart the purple air mass.
Yue Buqun and an old monk wearing a red gold silk cassock exchanged hands in mid-air, and then they both flew away.
Yue Buqun stood on the top of the tree, his figure appearing to be floating as the branches swayed.
The old monk stood on one leg on top of the stupa, with a ferocious expression on his face.
Everyone in Shaolin was shocked.
Fang Zheng even shouted directly: "Master Puyuan! What are you...?"
"Can't you see it yet? He is your great-uncle, he is clearly evil."
"If it wasn't for the evil spirit, how could he have withstood the attack of Master Yue that cut off mountains and rivers?" Dongfang Bai seemed to have great respect for Yue Buqun and had been cheering for Yue Buqun. If it weren't for his identity as the acting leader of the Sun Moon God Sect,
Putting it there, others thought he was from the Five Mountains.
"Thieves of the Demon Sect, don't talk nonsense. Patriarch Puyuan has profound skills. How can a mere Yue Buqun not be able to stop him?" A monk named Fang retorted.
Just say this.
No one really believes it.
After the incident in the phantom realm, people who have no idea how strong Yue Buqun is have some idea.
That is definitely not a level that can be reached by ordinary people in the world.
No matter how profound Shaolin’s foundation is, it’s definitely not far behind.
As Dongfang Bai said, only Weixie can rival Yue Buqun.
But, what method did Yue Buqun use to make this parasitic thought of Puyuan appear?
"Disciples, listen to the order, set up a large formation of one hundred and eight Arhats, and work with me... to subjugate the demons!" Fang Zheng said, lifting up the yellow monk's robes.
In the blink of an eye, he was already determined to suffer heavy losses from Shaolin.
"Today, we must not let this evil deed that insults Buddhism and fools the world get away." Fang Zheng continued.
In a series of events, Shaolin has repeatedly lost opportunities.
Now that Pu Yuan is determined to be evil, if he is allowed to escape or is killed by others, Shaolin's thousand-year reputation will be completely wiped out.
"Yes!" Many Shaolin disciples, even if they didn't want to in their hearts, still quickly opened up the stick formation.
Looking at the Shaolin disciples gathered around him, he transformed into Puyuan's evil spirit and opened his mouth... He really opened his mouth and let out a harsh laugh.
"Hehehe! I really underestimated you."
"Yue Buqun! I remember you!"
"You pretended to advertise that you wanted to find me out through the speed of wound healing, but in fact you secretly secretly used the secret magic to stimulate me to take action. I was not aware of it for a moment, and actually fell into your trap."
"Okay...! Very good!"
"Such a smart brain must be delicious to eat." As soon as he finished speaking, Guixie, who transformed into Puyuan, turned into a shadow and rushed towards a Shaolin monk first.
With just one encounter, the monk was drained of energy and turned into a mummy.
Then, with this move, the shadow temporarily opened a gap in the formation and was about to escape in the blink of an eye.
Obviously he was talking about being vicious, but in reality he had no intention of confronting him head-on.
Sure enough, it is a strange thing. After eating people, the thoughts and cognitions are closer to those of people, rather than like a weird person. Although it has a brain, its cognition is different, and it is easy to be used as a target.
"Monster, where can you run?"
Yue Buqun stretched out his hand, and several swords were unsheathed one after another, forming a sword array and shooting at Weixie.