"It turned out to be Donor Ye. I have heard of Daqin for a long time. When I saw it today, it turned out to be a heroic boy!"
An old monk with white beard took a step forward and looked up and down at Ye Chen, looking very polite in his words.
"Do you know me?"
Ye Chen was stunned. He had met Master Yongyan of the Shaolin Sect, but the old man didn't come today!
"Amitabha!"
Another old monk with sharp eyes walked out, folded his hands together, and glanced at the formation that Ye Chen had arranged, and asked:
"Junior Brother Yongyan has said more than once that donor Ye, but I wonder what the donor is doing when he came to my Songshan quietly?"
"I am just an ordinary pilgrimage, so it's okay to come to worship Buddha?" Ye Chen said lightly.
"Hmph! I saw you coming from the air with my own eyes. If you were a pilgrim, why should you do this?" The person who spoke was the chief elder of the Damo Academy, and his Dharma name was Jueming!
"What do you mean?"
Ye Chen could not help frowning when he heard the other party’s tone.
"Donor, I'm afraid you want to open the door to the spiritual world?"
The last old monk wearing a cassock said frankly: "If so, I advise you to stop this thought! This place is also my forbidden area in Shaolin. If Donor Ye leaves early, he may be exempted from an unpredictable disaster!"
Threat, naked threat!
"No wonder you bring so many people here, you really know the spiritual world!"
"A hundred years ago, the Five Yue Alliance and the Five Sects joined forces to hunt down Senior Wen because he knew the existence of another world?" Ye Chen did not take the old monk's words seriously at all. Instead, he sneered and asked with ridicule.
"Senior Wen?"
The old monk Baibing was stunned at first, then suddenly realized: "Donor, are you talking about the devil of the martial arts world, Wen Tianxing?"
"Old monk, do you say that Senior Wen is a devil, isn't it shameless?" Ye Chen shrugged.
"It's outrageous!"
"Ye Chen, how do you speak!"
When the elder of the Dean of Doctorate was immediately furious, he scolded: "Shaolin Temple is not a place where you and the madmen are so arrogant, why don't you go down the mountain quickly!"
"Am I wrong?"
"Who is shameless to chase and kill Senior Wen alone?"
"Also, bald donkey, you'd better put your mouth clean for me! If I don't go down the mountain, what can you do to me?" Ye Chen snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.
"Since that's the case, the eighteen bronze men set up a formation!"
Jueming was furious, and the dignity of the thousand-year-old ancient temple could not be provoked!
As soon as he finished speaking, eighteen golden-skinned Shaolin monks surrounded Ye Chen and raised their sticks to smash Ye Chen hard!
"court death!"
Ye Chen's eyes turned cold and his true energy suddenly burst out!
Bang!
With Ye Chen as the center, a circle of invisible air waves spread rapidly around!
Before the Eighteen Bronze Men could get close to Ye Chen, they were overturned by the waves of air and fell to the ground one by one, moaning in pain, and their internal organs were hurt by the waves!
"You, how could your cultivation be so high?"
Jueming was shocked when he saw this, and the other three looked at each other. This kid was different from Junior Brother Yongyan, and he was much more powerful!
"Anyway, it's enough to deal with you!" Ye Chen said coldly.
"Don't be crazy! I want to ask you for advice!" Jueming was not convinced, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Ye Chen in front of him, and at the same time he used a Prajna Zen palm to directly touch Ye Chen's face.
Prajna Zen Palm is one of the seventy-two unique skills in Shaolin. It is known as the "First Palm of Shaolin". It is specialized in Prajna Hall.
One palm can shatter the opponent's internal organs, causing heavy bleeding in the body and death!
Jueming even practiced the Prajna Zen Palm to perfection, and his gestures were like a bamboo shoot. Ordinary martial artists could not avoid it!
Ye Chen looked calm and faced Jueming's attack, he calmly raised his hand and used a fire palm.
boom!
The two of them collided in the air and made a loud noise!
The next second, Jueming spitted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew back like a kite with a broken string.
"Junior Brother Jueming!"
Fortunately, several elders were there. The first master Huineng in Shaolin made a big move and saved Jueming from the void, avoiding him from suffering even more injuries!
"Amitabha!"
"Master Ye, you are too ruthless! Since that's the case, I'll ask you for some tricks!" Huineng finally couldn't hold it in. He was only one step away from the level of transformation of God-level cultivation. Ye Chen was so young that he could not transform himself.
A god-level martial arts practitioner?
"Old monk, I don't want to hurt you!"
Ye Chen frowned and said coldly: "I just want to go to the spiritual world. What does it have to do with you? Why should I stop me?"
"I have no choice but to give me a reply!"
After saying that, Huineng used the great compassionate Qianye Hand!
This set of palm techniques is complex and often kills the enemy from unexpected places, like Thousand-Handed Guanyin.
For a moment, the palm prints of the sky slapped at Ye Chen like raindrops!
Seeing this, Ye Chen was furious and directly stretched out his hands and recited the Burning Heaven Skill in his mouth. Soon, red and blue fireballs appeared out of thin air on his left and right palms!
"Today I will seek justice for Senior Wen!"
After saying that, Ye Chen combined his hands and pushed forward, and two extremely hot fireballs were shot at Huineng with the whistling sound of wind!
"Senior Brother Huineng, be careful!" The old monk beside him hurriedly reminded him when he saw this.
“…”
Seeing that the fireball was approaching, Huineng was too late to hide, and the fireballs of yin and yang seemed to be sucking Huineng tightly like magnets, making him unable to move, and the robes on his body had already been burned out!
After Huineng struggled without success, he closed his eyes in despair and waited to be swallowed by the fireball!
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, a Buddhist chant came from the sky, and the monks heard this voice and quickly clasped their hands together.
Suddenly there was a golden translucent barrier in front of Huineng. The fireball hit it and exploded, but it failed to hurt him.
Ye Chen frowned, and when Xunsheng looked, he saw an old monk holding a Zen stick and wearing a cassock, with a rosy complexion slowly walking up from the bottom of the mountain.
"Abbot, you are here!"
Jueming and others saluted each other when they saw the old monk.
"Master Ye, why do you kill them all?"
The old monk walked up to Ye Chen, looked at him, and nodded, "It is rare to be able to reach the level of God Transformation at such an age!"
"Senior Brother Abbot, is this donor Ye a god-transforming martial arts cultivator?" Jueming widened his eyes, with a shocked expression on his face.
"good!"
Abbot Master Zhiyun nodded slightly.
"Are you the abbot?"
Ye Chen looked at Zhiyun and was also very surprised. The other party was actually a god-transforming martial arts practitioner!
Compared to Master Yongyan of the Shaolin Sect last time, it is like one in the sky and one underground!
"I'm right!"
"Why do you stop me when I go to the spiritual world?" Ye Chen asked.
"Amitabha! Donor Ye, it's not actually my Shaolin who wants to stop you, but the rules set by the Five Mountains Alliance hundreds of years ago!"
Zhiyun's face was like quiet water and said very calmly: "And, with your cultivation level as you donor Ye, you will definitely die for a lifetime!"