Zongwu: My ancestor forced me to marry Li Hanyi!

Chapter 37 You old bald donkeys are really shameless!
Chapter 37: You old bald donkeys, you are really shameless!
Ye Tianhe Wuxin came out of the ruined temple, outside the temple were seven monks in cassocks sitting there, some of them smiled kindly and said nothing, some looked like glaring arhats, some of them bowed their heads and closed their eyes as if they were taking a nap.

The truth is Arhat formation!
Although Jiulong Temple is the number one temple on the frontier, it is not good at martial arts, so there is an Arhat Formation that has been passed down from generation to generation.

At the foot of the mountain, although Wang Rensun was formidable, his two fists were no match for four hands, let alone these people had more than four hands.

He also just stopped the seven monks for a while.

Because there are still a group of people who want him to stop.

At this moment they have formed a formation.

As a disciple of Xueyue City, Tang Lian didn't have Li Hanyi's order. He hadn't decided whether to fight against these Buddhist holy sects yet.

So he just waited on the sidelines.

Wait and see.

As for Ye Tian, ​​although he took the lead, he stepped forward inadvertently, and said with a smile: "Thank you benefactor, these people are here to find the little monk, let the little monk meet them first."

"Alright."

Ye Tian knew that Wu Xin knew a lot of kung fu, so he just happened to experience it.

Maybe he has some insights into his own cultivation.

In fact, in the Arhat formation, it doesn't matter whether there are one person or seven people. When the formation is formed, seven people are like one person, and one person is like seven people.

The seven monks formed a semicircle around Dajue as the center.

Unintentionally seeing the formation, he shook his sleeves and took a step forward.

"Hanshan Temple Wuxin, come and break the formation!"

Wuxin's white robes fluttered in the formation.

"Master Dajue, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that Master would want the life of my nephew!" Wuxin pointed at Zen Master Dajue who was sitting there quietly, clasping his hands together.

"12 years ago, when I first met you, the poor monk made a murderous attempt.

It was only implemented today.

You should be grateful that you have lived so many years!

The two ways of Buddha and demon are inherently incompatible. Today, I, Jiulong Temple, will eliminate demons for the world! "

"Hehehe..."

Wuxin looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I have never done a single bad thing in my life, and you call me a demon whenever you open your mouth."

Wuxin frowned slightly, and scolded: "You old bald donkeys, you are really shameless!"

Unintentionally, the blood of the six people in the circle would surge.

Wuxin first came to the Dapu Chan Master who kept smiling all over his face.

"Since you are smiling so happily, then I will choose you first."

Wuxin waved his long sleeves, the seemingly soft sleeves became a powerful weapon in his hands.

When Dapu heard the words, the smile on his face dissipated in an instant, and he glared angrily, avoiding Wuxin's sleeves.

At this time, apart from Dajue who was sitting quietly and Dapu who retreated and avoided, the other five monks attacked Wuxin at the same time.

"Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle!

Great Tathagata prints!

Nianhua finger!
Vajra Bowl!
Qiankun Budai Gong!
Well done! "

Wuxin's kung fu for these people is like a treasure.

Facing the siege of several people, he took his time and leaped lightly, fluttering his long sleeves in the air.

In a blink of an eye, Wuxin turned into five, facing the five monks respectively.

It was exactly what he used to fight Jinxian before, the Bafang Tianmo Wu.

"Bold demon, are you trying to lure me into a demon!" shouted the glaring Zen Master Dahuai.

Several people's tricks were used.

But Wuxin had swept to a place three zhang away from those monks, dancing the magic dance with his long sleeves fluttering.

But those few monks didn't seem to realize it, and punched the void in front of them, sweating coldly, as if they were facing an enemy.

And the other people watching from the side, watching this scene, were all in awe of Wuxin.

Because what Wuxin uses can no longer be described by martial arts.

Even if such a person cannot be a friend, then don't be an enemy.

No one has a way to deal with him.

Including Ye Tian, ​​who are also very interested in this technique.

Suddenly, Zen Master Dajue grew an inch taller, and his muscles instantly swelled!

"This is?"

The willow eyebrows under Li Hanyi's mask were slightly condensed, she had never seen such kung fu.

"This is one of the top ten Buddhist secrets, the indestructible magic of King Kong."

"Indestructible, invulnerable to poison, invincible in diamond, invincible in strength."

Ye Tian read the systematic explanation to Li Hanyi.

Wuxin jumped and came to the side of Zen Master Dajue.

He punched down unbelievingly, and only heard a "dong", as if he had hit a copper wall and an iron wall.

"Oh, it hurts!"

Wuxin shook his hands vigorously, grinning.

"What the old monk said is indeed correct."

But only for a few moments, Wuxin stepped forward again:

"Invincible? King Kong is not broken?"

"I don't believe it anymore!"

"I'm going to beat you to the point where the Vajra is broken, and your soul is wiped out!"

Wuxin swung dozens of punches in a row.

"I haven't done a single bad thing in my life, but the world wants me to die.

Master wanted to save me and sent me to the Rakshasa Hall.

Although I have magic skills, I think you are the devil! "

"Although I have magic skills, you are the devil!" Wuxin's angry shout echoed down the mountain.

……

Xiao Se and Lei Wujie who had just walked to the foot of the mountain were shocked when they heard the shout.

"What is Buddha?"

"What is the devil?"

"Why is it right?"

"What's wrong?"

In fact, sometimes it is just a matter of position.

History books have always been written by the victors, and justice is only recognized by the majority.

Killing one person can save tens of thousands of people, so should this person be killed?
He also has parents, relatives and friends, and he is also a mortal.

Ye Tian shook his head, and when Zen Master Dajue shot, his sleeve waved.

Dajue's legs sank into the ground with overwhelming momentum.

Dajue opened his eyes abruptly.

At that moment, the evil spirits in front of the five monks completely retreated.

"The mind is like a bright mirror, and all evils cannot invade it. I never thought that Master Dajue's Bodhi Mind Dharma has been so advanced."

When Dajue opened his eyes, the original Arhat formation was completed, and everyone in the formation would undoubtedly die.

Dajue didn't look at Wuxin, but at the young man sitting quietly in the wheelchair in the distance.

The man looked to be no more than twenty years old.

So Dajue never took it to heart.

It's just that his shot just now made Dajue understand that it is impossible to take Wuxin away today.

Since you can't take it away, you have to kill him!

This is the code of conduct of their Buddhist holy sect.

……

At the foot of the mountain, the young boy was very irritable looking at the knife-handling monk standing in front of him.

Because he had driven for so long, he was really tired.

"Senior brother, make a quick decision, I'm still in a hurry to go back to Wushuang City."

The boy said while lying on the horse's neck.

"Wu Shuang City is also coming to this muddy water?"

The king's Sun Suicong stabbed fiercely in front of the two of them, and looked coldly at the man masked by the black scarf.

"You want to block our way?"

The man with the mask in black got off his horse, threw off the black cloak he was wearing, and held a silver spear in his hand.

"Brother, let me do it."

The young man also dismounted, holding a long box in his hand, and he smiled and showed his big white teeth.

"Brother, once you hit it, I don't know how long it will take to get it done.

Don't be in a hurry, I'm still in a hurry to go back to Wushuang City. "

(End of this chapter)