"Xiao Yuanshan, did you know that besides Xuanci, you also have a big enemy?"
"What did you say?" Xiao Yuanshan looked confused, "Could it be that Murong Bo faked his death?"
"Murong Bo indeed faked his death, otherwise where would your reading companions in the Sutra Pavilion come from all these years?"
Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and angry: "It's actually him? So, I do still have a big enemy who is still alive."
"You are wrong again! Murong Bo has been beaten to death by my adoptive father. Besides him, there is another one!"
"How is that possible? Murong Bo falsely spread the news and Xuanci led a team to kill my beloved wife. Where is the person left?"
"Do you really think there are no bad guys in the Liao Kingdom?" Fang La took out an ancient letter from his arms. It was actually written in Khitan script. It was the letter Ye Wei got from Murong Bo, "Fight me! This is
This letter is yours!"
"Impossible! Impossible!" Xiao Yuanshan shouted that it was impossible, but silently pointed a finger at Fang La, which was the Wuxiang Jie finger.
Fang La crossed his arms and grasped with all five fingers. His eagle-clawed hand was powerful all the way, grabbing Xiao Yuanshan's outstretched hand. It was a pity that Ye Wei didn't see Fang La's claw technique, otherwise he would have praised his filial son.
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Fang La and Xiao Yuanshan fought together, and Shaolin Xuanzi, a senior official, watched helplessly as these two outsiders fought in the main hall, and no one took action to stop them.
Xuanci looked at the leaders with a bitter look on his face.
How is it possible to disband Shaolin?
Who dares to rise up and resist?
Ye Wei, who caused all this, had already left with Li Qinglu.
"The Fingerprint of the Immortal Tribulation" is entered into the system's arsenal, the "Za Agama Sutra" is entered into the system's arsenal, the "Prajna Palm Technique", the "Lotus Sutra" are entered into the system's arsenal, the "Magic Wand Technique", "Diamond Sutra", "Nian"
Flower Finger》……”
Each of the seventy-two unique skills and the Buddhist scriptures with their seals were entered into the system's arsenal by Ye Wei. Unfortunately, the most valuable internal skills were not available: the wine-fighting monk who wrote the Nine-Yang Magic Technique was not even born yet, and the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" has long been lost.
, "Yi Jin Jing" is missing.
However, Ye Wei really didn't expect that from the time he stepped into the Sutra Pavilion to the time he entered all the seventy-two stunts and Buddhist sutras into the system's arsenal, the sweeping monk would not stop him during the entire process.
"That's not right!" Thinking of what happened to the trio in the Sutra Pavilion in the original work, Ye Wei's heart was filled with warning signs, and evil energy spurted out from his body. Following his body's instinctive feeling, Ye Wei suddenly discovered that the sweeping monk was standing at the door!
"Amitabha!" said the sweeping monk, "I never expected that at such a young age, Master Ye could overcome the obstacles of martial arts and understand his mind and nature. No wonder his martial arts cultivation can reach the state of enlightenment!"
"Haha, are you disappointed? It's not easy for people like me to survive, right?"
The sweeping monk shook his head: "The layman is already Bodhi, why do I need to undergo transformation again?"
Ye Wei was a little confused. He didn't feel comfortable dealing with cultural people. He couldn't speak clearly and was exhausted from making people guess. Knowing one's heart and seeing one's nature probably refers to "fist intention" and "sword intention".
Martial arts will. Jiumozhi, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan are typical examples of buying a casket for a pearl. If they specialize in what they have learned and gather the will of martial arts, they can reach a higher level. As a result, they came to the Sutra Pavilion to learn Shaolin stunts and
His foundation has been polluted. It seems that his martial arts value has increased, but in fact his martial arts realm has regressed. Now Jiumozhi has been thrown a Nine Yin Manual by Ye Wei. Unless he practices qi as a Taoist priest in this life, his martial arts will be ruined.
I'm afraid it's difficult to advance even an inch.
"No wonder the upper and lower limits of martial arts in the ancient world are so different. Only paranoid people can become good at martial arts."
"But the sweeping monk got it wrong. I have a system, so I won't be afraid if I have a martial arts disability. What's more, my martial arts are all stupid skills that focus on attack, defense, and range. How can I have a martial arts barrier?"
"Then are you here to stop me?" Ye Weixin said, "You're not just going to come over and praise me and then get out of the way, are you?"
The sweeping monk smiled casually: "But I want to thank layman Ye."
"What?" Ye Wei looked puzzled, "I'm going to wipe out Shaolin, and you still thank me?"
"The destruction of Shaolin is a blessing for Buddhism." The sweeping monk raised his hand slightly towards Ye Wei's side, and sparks suddenly appeared on the window lattice of the Sutra Pavilion. The sweeping monk took a sharp breath and blew towards the sparks on the window lattice.
, not long after, the Sutra Pavilion turned into a sea of fire.
After doing all this, the sweeping monk seemed to have relieved his mind and explained Ye Wei's doubts:
"The seventy-two unique skills are nothing more than apocryphal scriptures that corrupt the monks. Those who are profound in the Buddhist teachings will have the Buddha's heart seal to pass on the Dharma and realize the unique skills again."
"Mara once said, 'I will use 2,500 years to destroy your teachings and Dharma. I will let my demon sons and grandsons wear your robes, enter your temple, and preach my demon doctrine.
Corrupt your monks. Where you are, I will be there until my descendants are everywhere.' The Buddha replied, 'Then you can't do anything to me. At that time, my true disciples will take off their cassocks, put on plain clothes, and go to the world.
.At that time, the mortal world will become a temple, the family will become a dojo, and the temple will become a prison for your devil’s children and grandchildren.”
"The dissolution of Shaolin is nothing more than taking off the cassock and walking into sentient beings. Wherever you go, it is not practice. Those who come down from the mountain are true Buddhists. As for the demons who are stubbornly resisting, the monk should be grateful to Master Ye for his help in slaying the demons."
Ye Wei suddenly realized that this was a real master, and he was not a group of fake monks who only thought about monk fields and good families.
"In this case, in order to thank me, you should have a good fight with me!"
Ye Wei suddenly jumped up and punched the sweeping monk.
"Amitabha!" The sweeping monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, his robes fluttering, and he did not hesitate to use his signature skill. A thick invisible wall of energy appeared between the two of them.
Ye Wei's violent and chaotic fist power was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace on the surface of the air wall.
Ye Wei activated his immortal golden body, and the evil energy exploded. He used his hand as a knife and took action with the Five Tiger Soul-Severing Knife.
A black line of brilliance with silver edges was like a hot dagger thrust into lard, cutting through the surface of the Qi wall without any hindrance.
"This must be Master Ye's martial arts, right?" The sweeping monk's face remained unchanged. The monk's robe on his body shook, and he used Shaolin's unique skill of cassock to subdue demons in a flash to trap the sword evil and shake it into the hiding place of the fire.
In the Sutra Pavilion, the fire in the Sutra Pavilion was stopped.
"Taste this punch!" The sweeping monk's zhenqi wall should be a variant of Shaolin's golden bell. Once his mind is divided, the golden bell will naturally disperse.
The sweeping monk blocked the river with the iron lock of Prajna Palm, blocking Ye Wei's palm.
At the same time, the thumb of the sweeping monk's other hand appeared on Ye Wei's chest without any warning, and he pressed it with a fierce finger!
Ye Wei felt like he really wanted to become the big bell on the Shaolin Bell Tower, and the sweeper's finger was the hammer that struck the bell!
Even Ye Wei's perfect immortal golden body was shaken to the point of numbness by this overwhelming force!