Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World

Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 287

Hua Wuji simply didn't take Huo Yuanzhen in his eyes. Although this monk is a bit savvy, ordinary Innate Early-Stage can't take him down, but he definitely can't fight against himself.

After stabilizing the Innate Realm Middle Stage, Hua Wuji is already a leader in the middle stage with Divine Palm.

"Bald donkey, since you are courting death yourself, then you can't blame someone Hua!"

After finishing speaking, Hua Wuji rushed forward, and the palm of his hand was already cold. Cohesion.

Huo Yuanzhen clasped his hands together and quietly turned the Golden Bell Cover. An invisible golden bell was buckled upside down outside his body. He didn't want it to appear, Hua Wuji couldn't see it.

Seeing that the monk on the other side was still looking like a pedantic chanting Buddha, Hua Wuji sneered to himself, it seemed that he was really crazy. At this time, he could still influence himself by reciting the Buddhadharma!

The icy energy on the palm of the hand pushed it to the Twelfth Layer, and Hua Wuji was determined to kill the monk with one blow!

The distance is getting closer, Huo Yuanzhen is still completely motionless.

"Monk, go to hell to recite Buddha!"

With both palms out, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly with the operation of the Frost Bing Zhenjing, Hua Wuji's palms With the strength of thunder, he directly smashed into Huo Yuanzhen's chest.

As long as he hits this time, Hua Wuji is confident, even in the Innate Realm Late Stage, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

But this monk is still completely motionless, like a wooden sculpture.

As the palm of his hand approached, Hua Wuji knew that the opponent had already avoided it.

It's so boring to win so easily.

Hua Wuji's mouth curled into a sneer, and his palms finally hit Huo Yuanzhen.

"Yi! It's not right!"

Just as his palms reached a foot or so in front of Huo Yuanzhen's chest, Hua Wuji felt it was solid, and his palms had already hit the real object. superior!

“bang!”

A loud bang!

Huo Yuanzhen is still completely motionless, and Hua Wuji has been knocked out five or six meters by the force of his full strength attack. He only feels that his arms are instantly numb, his account is cracked, and blood is oozing from his palms. The strongest palm in his life seems to have hit a steel mountain!

The monk on the opposite side had a golden light flowing all over his body, and an inverted golden bell appeared beside him.

"How is it possible! This is the Golden Bell Cover!"

It's not that Hua Wuji doesn't know about the Golden Bell Cover, but he has never seen such a powerful Golden Bell Cover, and he Innate Realm The well-known figure in the Middle Stage, the full strength attack could not make the Golden Bell Cover shake a bit, such skills are beyond my cognition!

No matter what he thinks is impossible, the fact has already happened, and the monk opposite has started to fight back!

"Hua Wuji, quickly hand over the bloodfiend remnants!"

Huo Yuanzhen's body flickered, and a greater teleportation movement method was used, like a ghost, and appeared directly in Hua In front of Wuji.

Hua Wuji waved his numb arm and wanted to resist, when suddenly rays of light burst out in front of him, behind the monk's head, a bright light circle appeared, in this dark night, in his own Suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, extremely dazzling.

Hua Wuji, who was already used to the darkness, had an instinctive reaction at this moment, that is, he raised his hand to block his eyes and blocked the strong light coming from the opposite side.

As soon as he raised his hand, the empty door opened wide.

Huo Yuanzhen cleverly used Buddha's radiance to find this opportunity, otherwise his attack power would not be enough to restrain Hua Wuji with a single blow.

Huo Yuanzhen had expected Hua Wuji to reach out to block the light, so the moment he opened Buddha's radiance, he had already shot, hitting Hua Wuji's chest and lower abdomen , hit a time difference, hit an advance amount.

And Hua Wuji really reached out to block the light, and just as he raised his hand, his powerful Vajra palm arrived.

"peng!"

Both palms hit China Wuji at the same time.

mouth spurt blood from the old high, I just hit someone with both palms with all my strength, and now they are beaten with both palms, this world is really fast, Hua Wuji's body is like a kite with a broken string , flew out more than ten meters upside down, and fell into the water of the West Lake.

Huo Yuanzhen still knows its formidable power for his palm, and whether Hua Wuji can survive or not is a question.

Stepping to Hua Wuji's side, Huo Yuanzhen first looked at his condition, his breathing was weak, but he was still alive, maybe he could survive, but in the palm of the dantian, even if Hua Wuji survived, his skill Not only will there never be progress, but the existing realm will not be able to keep it. From now on, there is nothing to be afraid of anymore.

He stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, and a piece of celestial silk was touched out.

Huo Yuanzhen took it out and looked at it, and it turned out to be the bloodfiend remnant. Judging from its location, it should be the middle piece on the right side of the nine blocks.

The second bloodfiend remnant picture was in hand, Huo Yuanzhen put it away with satisfaction, and then looked down at Hua Wuji: "Amitabha, Hua Sect Master, please seek more blessings for yourself."

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The victory came so easily, Golden Bell Cover first blocked, greater teleportation followed up, Buddha's radiance rolled his eyes, and Vajra's palm ended the battle. In fact, Huo Yuanzhen just made a move from start to finish.

With the Golden Bell Cover, it is really different. Hard resistance is no problem. No matter how cleverly you use tactics, you can defeat Hua Wuji, who used to be unattainable. Put Huo Yuanzhen in a good mood.

Whether Hua Wuji survives is not so important anymore.

Getting up and leaving the West Lake, Huo Yuanzhen was still thinking about the Hidden Spirit Temple.

Hidden Spirit Temple really hides an expert, but I didn't know the specific identity. When I peeped just now, I only found that the last old monk appeared very powerful, and I couldn't provoke it for the time being.

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It was the middle of the night when I came out, and it was eavesdropping and fighting again, waiting for Huo When Yuanzhen returned to the Murong Family, it was already early in the morning.

A large group of people gathered in the main hall of Murong Family, surrounded by three floors and three floors.

Huo Yuanzhen came to the back of the crowd, only to hear the crowd constantly discussing.

"Hey, hello, do you see? These four young talents have hung up the first couplets of the four couplets here with us, waiting for Young Master and the others to be right."

"Look It's here, they came early, this couplet has been hanging here for a long time, and they haven't matched it up, sir."

"No way, our family is the scholarly Aristocratic Family, can't even a couplet be right? Will you come up?"

"If it really doesn't work out, not only will people be embarrassed, but also the brand of our scholarly Aristocratic Family."

Hearing these conversations, Huo Yuanzhen With a little force, he easily squeezed in from behind the crowd.

In the hall, there are five people sitting side by side on chairs, all of them swinging fans and full of faces, and sitting in the center is a young Young Master, dressed in Tsing Yi, Wearing a literati scarf on his head, he was talking to the other four, but his eyes couldn't help but aim at Murong Qiuyu on the opposite side.

Not only him, but the four people around him, including the four young talents Huo Yuanzhen met yesterday on the edge of the West Lake, are now constantly looking at Murong Qiuyu.

Murong Qiuyu really has the capital to make people ecstasy at first sight and never get tired of seeing it, but now Murong Qiuyu has a pretty pale face, bit her lip tightly, and kept looking out, as if she was in looking for something.

Beside her, there was an old man and several youngsters, who were studying the four couplets hanging high in the hall, each of which was brow beaded with sweat. Obviously, the study was not for a while.

"Haha! Uncle Murong, you've been watching it for about an hour, is this couplet correct? If it really doesn't work, just remove the brand of your scholarly Aristocratic Family. "

The person who spoke was Huyan Aobo. He brought four young talents to make things difficult for the Murong Family. The battles between these scholars are different from Jianghu people. They are all text fights, he said. Clearly, if you can't match at least two couplets, then pick the brand of the Murong Family scholarly Aristocratic Family.

Murong Family accepted the challenge for the sake of face and is now in an embarrassing situation.

Murong Qi researched for a while to no avail, but did not dare to deliver the goods to Huyan Aobo, and looked back at Murong Qiuyu coldly: "Qiu Yu, where are the reinforcements you brought?"

"He went out in the morning, maybe he'll be back soon."

"hmph, what are you coming back for! I think simply ran away, for the father to tell you, you are the daughter of my Murong Family , it is also the ghost of the Murong Family who is dead. Today's matter is caused by you. If you can't solve it, go and talk to Master Huyan Young alone!"

"Father! How can you treat me like this? "

Murong Qiuyu is also a little anxious, if I had known this, I might as well not come back.

At this time, Murong Qiuyu's elder brother also came over, this person is his third brother, and said to Murong Qiuyu: "Little sister, father is right, you have reached the age to talk about marriage. , a girl's family, who always fights and kills in the rivers and lakes, like what it looks like, Huyan Young Master's character and family background are all good, I think it's almost the same, you are nodded."

"Third Brother, I can't agree with what you said, if you like it, you can go to nodded, it has nothing to do with me."

"You...stubborn!"

Next to Murong Amity's second brother also came over: "Little sister, you have to think about the overall situation of our Murong Family."

"Little sister is not talented, so I don't dare to take on this big responsibility."

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either! Then why did you bring a monk back! It's too embarrassing for me!"

Murong Qi slapped the table violently, the shaking tea bowl jumped, and the tea overflowed When he came out, his face was full of anger, and the feudal parent's bearing was fully revealed.

Murong Qiuyu's eyes were condensed with water mist, but she was still biting the lips firmly: "I trust him, he won't leave alone, he must have something to delay, he knows mine I will definitely come back to help me in this situation."

What else did the people from Murong Family say, Huyan Aobo stood up over there: "Hey, why? , I have something to say, Qiu Yu, let's..."

Huyan Aobo was about to move closer to Murong Qiuyu, who glared at him: "Come closer to me. , it looks good with you!"

Huyan Aobo shrank his neck, but he really didn't dare to go forward, after all, Murong Qiuyu was a martial artist, and he gave ten of them for free.

But he didn't dare to touch Murong Qiuyu, he still dared to threaten Murong Qi: "Uncle Murong, the time is running out, you can't agree with the couplet, and you don't give me an explanation, I'm going to take off the brand. It's over."

Murong Qi was persecuted and said to Murong Qiuyu in a cold voice: "Qiu Yu, if you are still the daughter of my Murong Family, give Master Huyan Young an explanation right away!"

Murong Qiuyu looked sad, tears finally fell from the corners of her eyes, where her hands were twisting the corners of her clothes, and her joints were a little white. She didn't want to abandon the family, but if the family forced her like this again, maybe she should make a choice.

Leave the family and go to Huo Yuanzhen to complain, he will surely comfort himself.

At this time, Murong Qiuyu did not blame Huo Yuanzhen for disappearing, but just wanted to see him as soon as possible.

Just now I made up my mind to speak, when suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Amitabha, what couplet, let this poor monk come and see it too." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come Starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)