Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 53 Mommy Mommy Coax!
"This benefactor?"

"＾→→☆○←↓↓↓☆◎◇￣△○▲&＼↑◇☆△◆◇,"

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +50 in aggressiveness."

"donor?"

"&＾&↑＃＠←＠#↓↑←＠↓＿＿＾→←＼↓▲▲↑←↑ ◇△←▲△▲←→,"

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you have succeeded in pretending to be a force, and you have gained +80 force."

"donor?"

"☆◎◇￣△○▲&,"

"Ding dong!"

As soon as Ye Xiuwen uttered Sanskrit scriptures all the way, he was invincible. No matter whether it was a big monk or a young monk, they all gave way, while Ye Xiuwen stepped forward and directly entered the 'Main Hall'.

In the 'Daxiong Hall', there are only two monks, a young monk, knocking on wooden fish, and an old monk, wearing cassock, chanting sutras with his eyes closed.

The old monk is not young, and his realm is extremely high. He actually has the strength in the late stage of Wudou, and he is only a short step away from the realm of Douzong.

And it stands to reason that when one enters the stage of martial arts, a ghostly aura will be formed.But the old monk did not.

The whole body exudes that kind of peaceful atmosphere!
Needless to ask, this is the abbot of Shaolin - 'Master Fa Miao'.

"Hehe! I didn't expect that this would not be able to stop the little benefactor."

'Fa Miao' stopped chanting in vain, and the little monk also stopped, put down the wooden fish, and retreated from the hall.

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen and Fa Miao were the only two people left in the Daxiong Palace, and Ye Xiuwen was not polite, moved a futon by himself, sat opposite to Fa Miao, and asked, "Old monk, are you welcome?" Guess who I am?"

"Ha ha!"

Fa Miao chuckled lightly: "You, you are getting more and more naughty."

"Tsk tsk, since the master knows me, it would be great. My father is missing and the court is in turmoil. The emperor wants to find a master escort, please come out of the mountain?"

Ye Xiuwen was outspoken and straightforward.

"Hey! The poor monk is old and can't bear such a heavy responsibility," Fa Miao shied away.

"Master? Are you not old? You look young!"

Ye Xiuwen stroked his wonderfully long eyebrows, giving the impression that this old monk must be at least a hundred years old.

"Hehe! The benefactor is joking. This old monk has already turned one hundred and two this year. Logically speaking, it is time to go west, but he can't let go of Shaolin's foundation. The next generation has not yet become a talent. How about this old man? leave?"

"Master? See what you said? I met several of them at the door, and they were all good at it. If I recite Buddhist scriptures, how can they reply?"

"Hehe, someone who can recite scriptures doesn't necessarily mean he is a good monk," Fa Miao said before saying anything, and laughed first, and the smile was pleasant.

"Master? How tall are you? Your Zen theory can be written into a book!"

"What book are you writing?" Fa Miao asked happily.

"Write the Wonderful Flower Sutra?"

"Eh? That's called the 'Miaofa Lotus Sutra'?"

"What about him? Anyway, in my heart, they are all the same, the same, the same."

Ye Xiuwen was quite poor, but in the end the old monk didn't buy it at all, he didn't go to the capital, he said he would study Zen here and wait for the successor of the next abbot, so that he could go west.

Ye Xiuwen felt that the old monk wanted to die, but he had no other choice.

"Master? Are you really not going?" Ye Xiuwen asked finally.

"Namo Amitabha, the poor monk is already old." Fa Miao clasped his hands together.

"Then you gave me Shaolin 72 stunts, I practiced magic skills to protect the emperor, and what about you? Continue to wait here for your alternate team members? What do you think?"

Ye Xiuwen may sound nice, but in fact he just wants to learn Shaolin's 72 stunts, and then go to the Valley of the Wicked to wander and wander, how awesome!

"Amitabha, Shaolin's 72 unique skills are in the Eighteenth Section Tongtian Pagoda! If the benefactor wants it, he can get it himself!"

"Thanks then,"

"Heh! Heh! Heh!."

Ye Xiuwen was there to thank him, but the old monk was laughing there, laughing so much that Ye Xiuwen couldn't figure it out.

"This old monk, why are you laughing? Is there something weird here?"

Ye Xiuwen came out of the Daxiong Palace, thinking in his heart, he must not be fooled by this old monk again.

"Hello? Senior brother? How do you get to Tongtian Pagoda in the [-]th festival?"

Ye Xiuwen grabbed a big monk.

"Amitabha, is it possible that the benefactor is going to challenge the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation?"

"Mist Grass, it really is a trap!"

Ye Xiuwen was startled, but immediately asked back: "What eighteen bronze figures? I don't know? It's Abbot Fa Miao, who wants me to acquire Shaolin 72 stunts!"

"Amitabha, that's exactly the case! Shaolin's 72 unique skills are guarded by the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation. If outsiders want to obtain 72 unique skills, they must defeat the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation. Otherwise, you will not be able to take that martial skill away!"

The great monk clasped his hands together, and was about to bow and leave, but he didn't want Ye Xiuwen to ask: "The eighteen bronze men, are they powerful?"

"Amitabha, it's not only powerful, it's simply too powerful."

"Mist grass, what should we do?"

Ye Xiuwen turned around, not because he was afraid of the monk.It's a fight with a monk, and you must not kill him!

These monks are good people who sweep the floor and fear the lives of ants. If you hurt such a person, how can you bear it?

"Eh?"

As soon as Ye Xiuwen's eyes closed, he walked towards the mountain gate with small steps.

Inside the mountain gate, eighteen young monks are still eating books there!But it feels like it doesn't work.

And at this moment, Ye Xiuwen came. Eighteen people came up to meet him and said, "Benefactor? We have eaten a lot, why? It still doesn't work?"

"Hey? I have to look at this, why doesn't it work?"

Ye Xiuwen picked up the scriptures and put on a show, but in his heart, he was secretly laughing!
"Are you looking at this scripture?"

Ye Xiuwen picked up a piece, threw it in his mouth, and said, "◆●◇★◆←▲◎←※〓☆◆◇◎□◆☆◇◇☆◇◎☆◎,"

"No problem, there is nothing wrong with this scripture. It is because you are not pious enough, that's why it doesn't work! Remember, you must eat piously, and eat more,"

Ye Xiuwen shook his head, secretly amused, but he had already left.

He wanted to go to the market while it was still dark, to find some treasures that monks liked and needed the most.

He felt that if he wanted to pass the eighteenth section of Tongtian Pagoda, then he had to have this thing!
(End of this chapter)