Surrounded by a group of monks who kept retreating as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Mrs. Ye slowly arrived in front of the Main Hall.
There were three old monks in cassocks standing there. They were the most senior masters in Shaolin, namely Masters Lingfan, Lingkong and Jiejie.
Among them, let’s not talk about Liao Fan for the moment, but Liao Kong is the one in the original work who still has the ability to defeat Gui Hai after being possessed by the devil with a single blow.
The master's skill is said to be much better than that of his two junior brothers. In the original work, he not only defeated the Guihai sword of the three swords of the Abi Road, but also easily neutralized Yagyu Tajima Mamoru's killing god sword.
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If he hadn't been blindly defending and not wanting to cause any harm, and was killed by Yagyu Tajima Mamoru in a sneak attack, I'm afraid that his skill would be second only to the Iron Dan Lord in this world, and he would be famous in the world, but it would be difficult to reveal his true appearance without a trace.
Young Master.
With such three masters brought together, it is no exaggeration to say that Shaolin is the top and most powerful sect among the eight martial arts sects.
"Amitabha~"
Shaolin presided over Master Kong and chanted the Buddha's name and said: "You guys, please step aside. If Master Ye is just here to challenge me, Shaolin, and earn a false reputation, please don't do anything to these unrelated disciples of our temple."
Ye Taiyang raised his head and said: "Monk, stop talking nonsense. I heard that your Shaolin sect is the largest martial arts sect. Today I will confirm for the world whether you are worthy of your name or whether you are a loser. By the way, which one of you is the winner?
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"Amitabha~"
The old monk standing on the far right said: "The poor monk is done with it. Donor Ye, your demonic nature is too strong. Now the famous families in the world have deep grudges against you. Why don't you stay in my Shaolin for a few months? The poor monk is willing to teach you."
Your Shaolin Qingxin Sutra can eliminate demonic nature."
Mrs. Ye said cheerfully: "Okay, if you beat me, what if you live in your Shaolin? However, if you lose, then don't blame Ye for smashing your Shaolin... Oh, I forgot
, I have just taken off your plaque, Shaolin is just a place where filth is hidden!"
The presiding officer Kong frowned and said: "That's good, that's good. We, Shaolin, are originally merciful, but Donor Ye relied on his profound skills to humiliate us repeatedly. If we let it go, and people in the world would laugh at us, it would be a trivial matter, and Donor Ye might become a demon.
If it is too deep, it will cause serious harm to the martial arts community..."
Mrs. Ye waved her hand impatiently and interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense. By talking so much, don't you just want to say that Ye is an evil heretic and you don't need to tell me about the moral principles of the world? Then let's go together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tai suddenly moved his feet, and the light yellow strongest Qi formed a semicircular shield of Gang Qi within a foot of his body.
As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, the ground instantly sunk more than a foot deep, and then like an arrow from a string, he instantly arrived in front of the three old monks. His fists were like dragons coming out of the water, and with the powerful aura around him, he moved towards
The three old monks walked away from the door.
Monks Liao Fan and Liao Kong looked solemn and changed their postures. They put their hands on the shoulders of Monk Jie Jie, who had the most profound skills. Monk Jie Jie blasted out a Gang Qi palm print with Mi Mi Fo's name to resist Ye Tai's iron fist.
Boom~~
Waves of air surged in the air, instantly crushing the red-painted door of the Main Hall.
Ye Tai's figure was like a tiger, suspended in the air, confronting the translucent huge Buddha's palm print.
Finally, Ye Taijiang gathered all his fierce energy on his head, and then knocked his forehead forward. There was a faint click in the air, and the strong Buddha's palm print shattered in response.
Ye Tai leaned back and was thrown away by the burst of Gang Qi. He swept the ground with his toes and stepped back more than three feet to stand still.
At the same time, the three old Shaolin monks flew into the main hall in an instant. Except for Monk Jie, the other two fell to the ground. Monk Liaofan kept vomiting red blood, but he suffered extremely.
Serious internal injuries.
The monk sighed and headed towards the back mountain, saying: "Buddhism is a pure place. If Lord Ye wants to win, come to the back mountain."
Ye Taifei flew up, and under the influence of the powerful Gang Qi, his whole body was like a beam of light, and with an afterimage, he instantly arrived in front of Jue Yue in the air, and exchanged dozens of palms with him from bottom to top.
Monk Jie was blasted twenty or thirty feet into the air by this fierce energy. His mouth and nose were bleeding, but he still persisted and fell back down the mountain.
Ye Tai instantly landed on the ground, bent his knees slightly, gathered strength for half a breath, and then disappeared from the place like a teleport, leaving only the courtyard covered with spider veins and cracks.
His figure walked straight forward, and before he could take a breath, he came to Tie Yue again, and they exchanged blows on the mountain wall.
Wow~
Monk Jie Jie dodged Ye Tai's punch, but saw that the mountain rock of more than ten feet that was bombarded by Ye Tai shattered instantly, and the rubble rolled down the mountain.
Ye Tai pulled a two-foot-thick giant tree that grew in the mountains up from the ground, and with a powerful force of energy, the branches and leaves of the giant tree scattered in all directions as if cut by a chainsaw.
Ye Taizhi held the giant tree with only its thick trunk remaining and patted Monk Jie head-on.
Monk Jie used his Vajra Demon-Suppressing Palm to resist the huge wooden stick, but the giant stick blessed by Ye Tai's thick Gang Qi was like a steel-reinforced iron cast with huge kinetic energy.
Every time Ye Tai's offensive was resolved, a wisp of bright red blood flowed out of the monk's mouth.
The giant stick hit the mountain wall, causing countless pieces of earth and wood to fly.
Finally, the monk was too late to deal with it and was hit in the abdomen by the giant stick. He spat out a mouthful of blood and then flew hundreds of feet across the mountain wall like a baseball.
After landing, Monk Jie was already covered in bruises. He forced himself to sit cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands, and looked at the giant stick that Mrs. Ye was attacking head-on. He closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha."
Boom~
Huge wind pressure descended on Monk Jie's head, causing the turf several feet around him to fly up.
But the giant tree just stopped on his monk's hat, which exploded instantly, his beard flew away, and even left several hair-thin blood stains on his face.
Ye Tai used both arms to pick up the giant stick and inserted it into the ground a foot deep, leaving only a section exposed.
He clapped his hands, looked at the monk who had a compassionate expression and was covered in bruises, and said: "Shaolin, it's nothing more than that."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Donor Ye, please be slow."
A weak voice came from behind. He had suffered extremely serious internal injuries.
Mrs. Ye turned a deaf ear and walked down the mountain.
The monk continued to speak: "Donor Ye, I have a word of advice. Please don't continue to challenge. Otherwise, the famous martial arts families will definitely regard you as their formidable enemy. When they unite, no matter whether you can really suppress them, they will definitely defeat you."
Cause boundless evil."
Mrs. Ye kept walking and said: "Then you monks will have something to eat. You can make a lot of money by just reciting the Sutra of Transcendence and Enlightenment as many times as you want."
He sighed and said, "Donor Ye is too demonic, but since you didn't kill me, you still have some sense. I'm willing to give my life in exchange for Donor Ye turning around."
Mrs. Ye turned her head now, but she sneered: "Monk, do you know that there are two types of monks, one can hypnotize others, and the other can hypnotize oneself. Do you think you are very compassionate?
Are you willing to sacrifice your own life in exchange for the chance of a devil's return?
But have you ever thought that I am already a public enemy of the martial arts world, and if I kill you, it will give other sects a reason to join forces. By then, even if I stop, who will be responsible for the killings caused? Buddha?"
After saying that, Mrs. Ye went down the mountain without looking back.
In the original work, the monk Ling Kong could clearly subdue the possessed Guihai Yida, but he would rather risk his own life to try to subdue Guihai Yida.
But what’s the result?
Gui Hai's sword failed to save him, but instead spread his reputation as a murderous maniac.
After all, the merciful Shaolin abbot was killed by him. Is there any reason for the martial arts sect to sit back and let the murderer continue to be at large?
I have to say that most of the monks in the real world are of the first type. Whether they are really promoting Buddhism or just for fame and fortune, they are constantly deceiving and hypnotizing others.
But in Mrs. Ye's observation, most of the eminent monks in the world of martial arts belong to the latter group.
That's how you hypnotize yourself.
To put it mildly, it is pretentious and self-righteous.