God's Statue

Chapter 72
Zen Master Tianzhen shouted: "Come here, why panic!"

Wu Se knew that the master was blaming the younger brother for being rude in front of the distinguished guests, so he quickly helped to smooth things over: "This is the first time for the younger brother to look like this. Could it be that the Mongols sent troops over?"

Wuming was reprimanded by the master, he recited the Buddha's name in his heart, calmed down his depressed mood, and said: "That's not true, it's just that this time there is a Mongolian monk and a zombie weirdo, those two people are extremely powerful, let's stop them. Wait, at this time, those two people should have broken into the Daxiong Palace!"

Zen Master Tianzhen stood up abruptly, and shouted: "Then you didn't say it earlier, hurry up and go!" As he spoke, Zen Master Tianzhen performed Shaolin Lightness Kung Fu, and rushed towards the direction of the Daxiong Hall in a leap.

Both colorless and nameless were extremely embarrassed, and nameless even slandered in their hearts.

"Ahem, Hero Yang, Mrs. Yang, please follow the little monk to the main hall!"

Yang Guo laughed and said, "Okay, let's go and see who dares to be so arrogant!"

At this time, in front of the main hall of Shaolin Temple, the disciples of Arhat Hall and Bodhidharma Hall stood guard at the door, swearing to resist the enemy's attack.

I saw a thin Tibetan monk holding a vajra and repeatedly hitting him. All the Shaolin monks who came into contact with him fell to the ground with serious injuries. Even the eighteen arhats in the Arhat Hall fell to the side.

On the other side, the guards of the Bodhidharma Hall are fighting with the zombie monster. The monster's complexion is white, his body is like a rock, and his movements are very stiff. He really looks like a zombie. He came very quickly, but seeing that he was holding a pure steel mourning stick in his left hand and a broken black coffin in the other hand, he beat all the guards in the Dharma Hall and cried out incessantly.

At this moment, a shout came from the entrance of the main hall: "He Fang Xiaoxiao dares to come to my Shaolin Temple to play wild!"

As soon as the words were finished, an old monk in cassocks jumped out of the air and slapped the Tibetan monk with his palm.

The Tibetan monk was fearless, swung the vajra pestle and slammed it at the old monk. With a bang, the old monk's arm broke, but the vajra pestle continued to attack and smashed the old monk to the ground.

The young monks around were all shocked and called 'abbot' repeatedly.

The Tibetan monk said disdainfully: "Hey, this kind of strength is also worthy of being an abbot. Hmph, the Central Plains Shaolin Temple is simply vulnerable!"

These words were spoken in Tibetan, and none of the monks could understand them, but from the expression on the Tibetan monk's face, it was definitely not a good word.

On the other side, an old monk flew over again. Without saying a word, the monk curled his fingers slightly and grabbed the weird zombie. The weird man slapped the coffin and erected the lid of the coffin. The old monk turned a blind eye and grabbed it. , directly grabbing a big hole out of the coffin lid.

The zombie monster frowned and said, "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand?"

Just as he was about to ask the old monk's name, another shout came from the other side. It was the head naive Zen master of Luohan Hall who rushed over.

The two heard the sound and looked at it. The Tibetan monk laughed and said, "Here comes another one who is not afraid of death. Look at the pestle!"

A disciple reminded: "Master, be careful, this Tibetan monk's golden pestle is extremely powerful!"

Hearing this, Zen Master Tianzhen didn't dare to push him too hard, he hastily waved his sleeves to remove the strength of the golden pestle, and then clapped his palms repeatedly to push the Tibetan monk back.

"Shaolin Iron Sleeve Kungfu, smashing the stele hand, you must be the first Zen Master Tianzhen in Luohan Hall!" Obviously this Tibetan monk knows Shaolin Temple very well, and he guessed Zen Master Tianzhen as soon as he made a move.

At this time, Yang Guo and the other three also arrived.

Seeing that Tibetan monk, Yang Guo couldn't help laughing and said: "Who am I to be so arrogant, so it's Daerba, why did you come to Shaolin Temple if you don't serve your master!"

That Tibetan monk was Daerba, the disciple of King Jinlun Dharma. On that day, he and King Jinlun Dharma escaped from Yang Guo's hands, and then he received an edict from King Kublai Khan.

It turned out that Jinlun Fawang had reported the news after his defeat at the Heroes Conference, so Kublai Khan spread invitations to invite all the strange people in the world to help him deal with the Central Plains warriors, and Jinlun Fawang stayed by Kublai Khan's side to protect he.

There was nothing wrong with him, and he heard that Shaolin Temple was stubborn and had not yet accepted the surrender, so he sent Daerba to deal with the matter.

The zombie monster next to him is Xiaoxiangzi, a famous old man in western Hunan. He received an invitation from Kublai Khan to serve, and in order to make a contribution, he volunteered to accompany Daerba to the Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Zen Master Tianzhen realized that Tianming's arm had been broken, and said angrily, "Brother, who broke your hand?"

Tianming was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, Zen Master Tian beside him said, "It's the Tibetan monk who used the golden pestle!"

Yang Guo observed silently, remembering the current several eminent Shaolin monks one by one.

It turned out that the old monk whose arm was broken by Daerba was Zen Master Tianming, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, and the old monk who used the dragon's claw hand later was the first Sky Zen Master of Dharma Hall.

When Daerba saw Yang Guo, all the previous arrogance disappeared without a trace, and he said in fear: "Yang, Yang Guo, why are you here?"

Yang Guo was confused, looked around and found that no one could understand.

Darba also seemed to know that they didn't understand Tibetan, so he yelled a few words to the outside of the crowd, and saw a man in a Mongolian official uniform walking from outside the crowd. Chinese translated what Darba said.

Yang Guo said with a smile: "I have known several Zen masters for a long time, and when I knew they were in trouble, I came to help them. I didn't expect that it was you who made things difficult for Shaolin!"

Daerba took two steps back, he was terrified of Yang Guo, not to mention that Yang Guo was there to help Shaolin Temple, even if he was just passing by, Daerba didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore.

Xiaoxiangzi next to him didn't know Yang Guo, he just thought that this boy must have a very powerful elder, that's why Daerba was so afraid.

"That boy, today we are waiting for Prince Kublai Khan of Mongolia, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

In the Condor World, the only person who looks like a zombie is Xiaoxiangzi, so Yang Guo already guessed his identity when he met him.

"Your Excellency must be Xiaoxiangzi from Xiangxi, right?"

Xiaoxiangzi was a little surprised, he seldom walked in the rivers and lakes, how could this young man know him, curiously asked: "How do you know me?"

Yang Guo laughed and said, "There is no other person in the world who can grow up to look like Your Excellency, but is still complacent and ostentatious everywhere, only Xiaoxiangzi, a famous person in Xiangxi!"

How could Xiaoxiangzi fail to realize that Yang Guo was scolding him, and said angrily, "What a sharp-tongued young man, let me see where your courage comes from!"

After saying that, Xiaoxiangzi grabbed the broken coffin beside him and threw it at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo's internal energy cultivation has reached the peak, a broken coffin can't hurt him, Yang Guo slapped his hands and hit the coffin with all his strength, immediately smashing the broken coffin to pieces, but the strangest thing is Surprisingly, the broken pieces of wood did not scatter, but were controlled by Yang Guo with his internal strength.

The so-called expert can know if there is something in the first shot, Yang Guo's method of smashing the coffin is very clever, it is extremely difficult for ordinary warriors to do this, Xiaoxiangzi's heart suddenly thumped, and he knew that Yang Guo was definitely not good at it. .

"Coming and not being indecent, I'll give it back to you!"

Yang Guo drew a circle with both hands, his internal force squeezed the broken wood into a ball through his hands, and then pushed it fiercely, hitting Xiaoxiangzi.

Xiao Xiangzi caught the ball with both hands, however, this wooden ball is not a solid body, it was just squeezed by Yang Guo with extremely strong internal force, once lost the involvement of Yang Guo's internal force, it will disperse into a pile of sawdust again.

However, what Yang Guo used to push the wooden ball was Yufeng Needle's technique, after the wooden ball dispersed, the relatively large sawdust quickly shot at Xiaoxiangzi, even with Xiaoxiangzi's first-class martial arts, he couldn't dodge it.

"You little bastard, how dare you cheat!"

Yang Guo shouted, "Who are you scolding, little bastard?"

Xiaoxiangzi was furious, he didn't notice Yang Guo's trick for a while, and said angrily, "You little bastard scolded you!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xiaoxiangzi also realized that something was wrong, his pale face darkened instantly, and the monks around him also laughed.

Xiao Longnv giggled and said, "You are good or bad!"

"Damn it, die for me!" Xiaoxiangzi became furious, and raised the mourning stick to hit Yang Guo.

Yang Guo jumped up and threw the hilt of the sword at Xiaoxiangzi, Xiaoxiangzi swung his stick to block it and started fighting with Yang Guo.

For a moment, the stick went like an angry dragon overturning the river, and the sword came like a fairy flying from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the two had disassembled more than hundreds of moves.

Seeing that Xiaoxiangzi was about to lose, but seeing him jumping high, it seemed that he was about to use some earth-shattering move.

Others didn't know the clue, but Yang Guo understood that this Xiaoxiangzi was at the end of his rope, he was about to shoot the poisonous sand from the mourning stick, but how could Yang Guo let him succeed.

With a wave of his hand, a golden light flashed, and a Yufeng needle shot at Xiaoxiangzi's acupoint, Yang Guo went up with him, and used the "Mastiff's Mouth Seizing the Stick" move to grab the mourning stick , and then slapped Xiaoxiangzi with a sudden palm, knocking Xiaoxiangzi to the ground and unlocking his acupoints at the same time.

All this happened very quickly, no one in the crowd reacted, they only thought that the zombie face was going to use a trick, but in the blink of an eye, he had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After being stunned for a moment, the surrounding monks came back to their senses and applauded Yang Guo.

Zen Master Tiantian was even more horrified. He had personally experienced Xiaoxiangzi's strength and knew that he was by no means Xiaoxiangzi's opponent. Seeing that Yang Guo could easily defeat Xiaoxiangzi at a young age, he was immediately astonished.

Zen Master Tianming was also shocked, and the two looked at Zen Master Tianzhen, who proudly introduced Yang Guo's identity to them.

Yang Guo stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Daerba, and said calmly: "Darba, do you still want to learn my kung fu?"

"No, no, I don't dare, I will go down the mountain now!" Da'erba clasped his hands together and bowed to Yang Guo, then picked up Xiaoxiangzi and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, the Mongolian official was also sweating profusely in fright, and ran down the mountain scrambling and crawling.

Wu Se said with emotion: "Sure enough, it is better to see once than to hear a hundred times. Hero Yang has practiced such unrivaled martial arts at such a young age. He is truly a genius!"

Zen Master Tianming stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, old monk Tianming, I have met Hero Yang, thank you Hero for taking action to resolve today's crisis!"

"Old man Tiantian, thank you, Hero Yang, Wu Xiang, thank you, Hero Yang!"

Next to Zen Master Tiantian, a monk who was about the same age as Wushi also saluted Yang Guo, "Little Monk Wuxiang, thank you Great Xia Yang for your help!"

　Something is delayed today, even more late, forgive me

　　
　
(End of this chapter)