Become a legend in Hong Kong

The sea of ​​clouds dispersed, and the sky was filled with golden and red light.

Clouds flowed from the palm prints that covered the sky, rubbing against the high-temperature and high-heat flames, causing the big hand prints to be wrapped in a ball of blazing fire, the air was distorted, and even the space trembled.

Seeing the unparalleled terrifying power falling from the sky, everyone's face turned pale, and their whole bodies were limp and weak. They felt that the air was thick and hot, and the water in their bodies evaporated in an instant.

I'm dying!

Rumble————

The big handprint covered the top of the mountain, and the whole space shook violently.

There was a shocking loud roar, and the supreme power cracked the mountain and cracked the rocks, spreading and soaking through the rock walls of the mountain and straight into the depths of the mountain, shaking the whole mountain.

From a distance, it looked like a big hand slapping the sand table, with the aftermath concussing and bombarding the surrounding area, and billowing dust spreading in all directions.

The strange thing is that the shock does not come from the body, but still exists in the mind.

After the explosion, the mountain was still a mountain, the trees were still trees, and the main hall was still there, without any collapse.

"I...I'm not dead yet?!"

One person woke up with a start and touched his body with his hands up and down. He was so sad and then so happy that he couldn't suppress the tears in his eyes and cried profusely.

Looking around, there were people crying with joy like him, while others had eyes like dead fish eyes with no luster at all.

As the mountain wind blew, flying ashes flew everywhere, Xingxiu sect disciples and thousands of scum, no more, no less, exactly half of them died.

"Dear donors..."

The incarnation of good thoughts spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but it rang in everyone's heart like a bell: "Shaolin is not an inn or restaurant. The temple is small and cannot accommodate many pilgrims. I also ask all donors to leave quickly... Well, go ahead. Let’s go after a while.”

After saying that, regardless of the trembling group of people, the embodiment of kindness walked to the abbot, pulled out the broom from his stiff hand, and walked slowly towards the Sutra Pavilion.

"Gudu!"

The head of the Bodhidharma Academy swallowed hard. As the head of the Shaolin Temple's highest-level martial arts research institution, he was under great pressure.

"Senior, please stay. You still don't know your Dharma name?" the abbot said tremblingly. He originally wanted to ask a question, but the Buddha changed his words in front of him.

"A nameless monk, without a dharma name."

The incarnation of good thoughts kept walking: "There is a man in the Sutra Pavilion who is borrowing scriptures. This man has unparalleled magical powers. This young monk feels ashamed. Please ask the abbot not to embarrass him. He will leave on his own after reading the scriptures."

"Of course, of course..."

The abbot's scalp went numb after hearing this, and he nodded repeatedly to express that he would definitely treat him with good wine and good meat... Bah, he would definitely treat him with good vegetarian food.

Beside the main hall, Ah Zi's little face turned pale. She stood up shivering on the wall. When she saw the gray-clothed sweeper in front of him approaching with a broom, he screamed, turned around and stumbled several times and fell flat on the ground.

Every time she fell, she looked back and saw that the sweeping monk was getting closer to her. With his beautiful face pale, his not very smart mind was in a mess, and he ran back to the Sutra Pavilion in a panic.

Bang!

Azi closed the door of the Scripture Pavilion with both hands and pressed it firmly with her back. Then she looked at the handsome figure who was still flipping through the scriptures and ran over.

Plop!

My feet slipped and I fell again.

She hugged Liao Wenjie's thigh and slowly climbed up with the help of her strength. Her lips turned white and she said: "Quick, quick, quick..."

"Didn't you go to see Old Immortal Xingxiu? Why are you back again?"

Liao Wenjie put down the secret book he had read and before picking up another one, he raised his hand and pushed away the slap face that came towards him.

Again, what a good joke, but it's a pity that she is a beauty, and her wise brain was blinded in vain.

"Outside, there's so much noise outside, didn't you hear it?"

Azi looked sad and said incoherently: "Here comes a super fierce old monk who sweeps the floor. He is invincible...Ding Chunqiu is gone, and so many good people are gone...Run quickly, please take me with you, my legs are weak and I can't run." Stop moving."

"What does your weak legs and your inability to run have to do with me?"

"You can't say that. I have already thought of the name of the child."

Ah Zi hugged Liao Wenjie's arm tightly and put her head on his shoulder: "It was my fault before. For the sake of the children, they cannot lose their mother before they are born."

Liao Wenjie: "..."

Girl, your shameless appearance actually has the charm of a poor person!

The brain expressed disgust and wanted to push Azi away, but the arm disagreed, saying that for the sake of girls who are good at grasping people's hearts, let the brain endure it for a while.

His brain retorted on the spot, the beauty was real, but the nervousness was too funny, so he didn't even bother to make fun of her.

Squeak!

When the door opened, Ah Zi exclaimed and hid behind Liao Wenjie.

As Liao Wenjie turned around and continued to read the secret book, the figure of the old sweeping monk appeared in Ah Zi's sight. She smiled innocently, scratched her head, and swooped into Liao Wenjie's arms.

dying!

But with this handsome face by his side, it doesn’t seem like it’s a loss.

What Azi didn't expect was that the sweeping monk didn't even look at Liao Wenjie. He just pretended that the two of them didn't exist, pulled the autistic Xu Zhu out of the pile of books, raised his hand and slapped his Tianling Cap.

Pass on the power.

This time Shaolin is still alive and Ding Chunqiu is dead, Xu Zhu doesn't have to go to Tianshan Piaomiao Peak to look for Xiaoyaozi. There is no chance to go down the mountain, and the great opportunity passes by.

Liao Wenjie didn't want to owe him anything, so he used his kind thoughts to transform into the elder of the sweeping monk, helping him to open up the Ren and Du channels and practice Shaolin's unique skill, Yi Jin Jing.

Before Xu Zhu could react, he was so tormented by the pain and relief caused by the smooth muscles and veins in his body that he rolled his eyes happily and fell asleep.

When he fainted, he had no idea that he had achieved great success, filling his internal energy to form a cyclical force, which was endless and inexhaustible.

After doing this, the incarnation of kind thoughts stopped and took out nine secret books from the bookshelf with a flip of his hand.

Vajra Indestructible Body Magical Power, Vajra Prajna Palm, Great Compassionate Thousand Leaf Hands, Formless Tribulation Fingers, Shadow-like Legs, Dragon Claw Hands...

After thinking about it, I didn't know what to make of it, so I added some compassionate palm gestures from the Tathagata Palm.

After finishing these things, the incarnation of Shan Nian took Xu Zhu's collar and left, throwing it at the door of the Sutra Pavilion. Before leaving, he did not forget to close the door.

Azi: "..."

A string of question marks floated across her forehead, and she stared suspiciously at the handsome face so close to her. She seriously suspected that the reason why the sweeper turned a blind eye was because they were actually grandfather and grandson, and they were related by each other, so he turned a blind eye. Only one eye.

After thinking about it, it shouldn't be possible. Their appearance is too different. Unless there is help from outsiders, the two should not be grandfather and grandson.

Because she was previously shocked by a palm falling from the sky, and because her skills were average, Ah Zi did not hear the conversation between the incarnation of kind thoughts and the abbot, so she did not know that she was holding a golden thigh.

Of course, this didn't stop her from continuing to hold him.

After staring at the handsome face for a long time, Azi shook her head repeatedly, struggling to wake up from the beauty.

She cautiously came to the door and glanced at Xu Zhu, who was leaning on the pillar and snoring loudly. She said with envy: "It's great. I became a master after just one sleep. If I had a senior with unparalleled martial arts skills, I would be able to laugh in my dreams." Awake."

Thinking that Ding Chunqiu had farted, the Xingxiu sect was bound to be brutally retaliated against by the sect that had bullied him, so Ah Zi apostatized on the spot and considered the possibility of leading a spiritual practice in Shaolin and becoming a lay disciple.

She is so beautiful, well-behaved and sensible, she should be able to make an exception for Shaolin...it would be weird.

Looking at the back of the handsome man with unknown depth, Azi saw that he had been defeated repeatedly, and his self-confidence was greatly frustrated. He knew that the other party was not a womanizer, so if he forced himself to get in touch with him, it would most likely be in vain, so he decided to get together and part ways.

She clenched her fist and coughed softly: "What? Although you are very good, I am the woman you can't have after all. The green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. I am going to seek refuge with the next umbrella company. Let's meet again if we are destined!"

"..."

"Of course, as long as you say something now, I won't mind giving you a chance to travel around the world with your dreams, and I'll even let you touch my little hands on the way."

"..."

"Hey, there's always a shortage of maids, right?"

"..."

Liao Wenjie didn't even look back. Ah Zi was so angry that her nose was crooked. She snorted angrily, raised her hand, pushed the door open and walked out in stride.

After a moment, she ran back and got into Liao Wenjie's arms again.

She didn't meet the sweeping monk, but she saw the abbot who was traveling with the first Bodhidharma Monastery. She couldn't defeat either of these two people, and they were no different from the sweeping monk in person.

The abbot stood in front of the door and said politely: "I dare you, young monk, to ask the seniors in the house if today's fast food will be delivered to the door, or will the seniors move to the laymen's dormitories?"

"Just leave it at the door and take away the snoring little monk. It's too noisy."

"..."

Hearing the voice in his heart, the abbot secretly said that there are people outside the world, he bowed respectfully, picked up Xu Zhu and left, taking back the jade Buddha pendant in Xu Zhu's arms.

"Junior brother, Xu Zhu is the only disciple left in Xu's generation. Although he has dull qualifications, he hopes to live and die with Shaolin. One day he will be the backbone of our Shaolin. You can take him back and teach him well." The abbot said with emotion.

"Don't worry, Abbot. He is not afraid of being dull. Diligence can make up for his weakness. In addition, all the masters and brothers in Bodhidharma Academy give their full support to him, so there is no fear that he will not be able to master it."

The leader of Bodhidharma Academy patted his chest and said, "I see that Xu Zhu's palms are generous and very suitable for practicing palm techniques. I dare not say anything else. In twenty years, he will achieve some success with Vajra Prajna Palm."

"With Junior Brother's words, I feel relieved."

…

In the Sutra Pavilion, Ah Zi heard the footsteps getting further and further away and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was just a hair away from losing her life.

However, who is the abbot talking to? Is he talking to himself?

AhZi's doubts became more serious, and she cautiously looked towards the handsome face. When they looked at each other, their eyes met, and they found that Liao Wenjie was also with him. He blushed slightly and lowered his head.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me so fiercely?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take your hand away. If you touch me again, I'll fight back." Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes.

"???"

When Ah Zi heard this, she found that one of her hands was pressing on Liao Wenjie's chest, and she forcefully defended herself: "It's a conditioned reflex. When people are nervous, they want to grab something. It's their nature, and I didn't do it on purpose."

Even if you are not honest, you are strong.JPG

Liao Wenjie: "..."

Without saying anything, he just looked at Azi's exaggerated pectoralis major muscles. The implication was, if you can just catch yourself, why catch him?

"Isn't it weird to touch yourself!"

(_)

"That look in your eyes, I told you it wasn't intentional. If you think I'm taking advantage of you on purpose, just take it back!" Azi straightened her chest and raised her chin. She didn't use coercion to deal with people who weren't flirtatious. I'm afraid of this.

Liao Wenjie nodded, thrust out his chest-piercing dragon claw hand, and raised his hand fiercely to grab half of Ah Zi's conscience.

He had seen it all, but what he didn't expect was because Azi asked for it.

AhZi was stunned for a moment, looked at Liao Wenjie, and then at her own chest. It wasn't until Liao Wenjie nodded to indicate that she had read correctly that she finally realized what she was doing.

"ah!!"

Snapped!

“Ahhhh————”

"..."x2

Outside the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion, the abbot heard a female voice screaming first, then crying out in pain. He paused slightly, then sped off in the next second.

The leader of Bodhidharma Academy was sweating on his forehead and caught up with him in embarrassment: "Abbott, I just saw a female disciple of the Xingxiu Sect running into the Sutra Pavilion. What happened now is..."

"Junior brother, be careful. Without the female disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, there is nothing. Even if there are, it is the seniors who are subduing demons."

The abbot took a deep look at the head of Bodhidharma Monastery. The sweeping monk said that there was a difference between the gods and men in the Sutra Pavilion and his brothers, and he also asked them not to embarrass each other.

Everyone knows who is making things difficult for whom.

Besides, the sweeping monk was in a corner of the courtyard of Zangjing Pavilion, sweeping the floor without anyone noticing. The old man didn't react at all, which showed that the seniors in the house were very particular about how they handled things, and there was no worldly chaos.

There is one more chapter, which will be out tonight.