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It seems that Xu Lang never dreamed that he had the ability to defeat the "sweeping monk". This pleasure is hard to describe in words, and nothing can replace it.

However, Xu Lang also doubted that his martial arts level was much worse than that of the "sweeping monk". Why did he have the ability to defeat him? Even if you choose the right martial arts, it seems too smooth, right?

Xu Lang is a little unbelievable. After all, the strength gap lies here.

Just when Xu Lang was stunned, he suddenly felt that his body was getting colder and colder. This kind of coldness was different from that he felt in the cold winter. If it was the kind of coldness in the cold wind and snow, even if it could freeze people's blood, Xu Lang probably didn't have to feel it in his physical senses.

However, the current cold is the kind that makes Xu Lang unable to move on his limbs, blood circulation and internal power. He soon realized that something was wrong.

At this time, the "sweeping monk" said with a sneer, "ha ha, Xu Lang, you are in the trap! Do you really think I'm inferior to you in martial arts? Do you really think you can beat me by your later state?

Yes, if you can master the seven color Buddha beads and space rules, 100 or hundreds of me are not your opponents. Unfortunately, before you are ready, I intentionally lost to you. Naturally, the purpose is to deceive you. Do you feel cold all over, almost unable to move, even your internal power can't run freely?

Ha ha, you've been cheated. This is Hanbing Zhenqi, which was founded by our ancestor during the Song Dynasty of Songshan sect. After being improved by me, it finally has greater power today. Once inhaled into the body, the higher the internal power, the more toxic it is. Not only can you not use the internal power, the whole body will get colder and colder, until you break through the limit of cold tolerance! "

As the old monk said, he poured his ice Qi into the Yin Yang ring, trying to make Xu Lang absorb more.

After listening to the old monk's words, Xu Lang's heart is like falling into an ice cellar. Just now, he felt that he had a good harvest and took advantage of it. Now, not long after that, the situation suddenly reversed, and he was fooled by the old bald donkey.

Almost at the same time, Xu Lang felt that his whole body, from the top of his head to the tip of his feet, from sweat to Yin and Mao, was almost frozen, which made him unable to move. If he went on like this, he would surely die.

After thinking about it, Xu Lang, with all his strength, grasped it with his "golden left hand" and took back the Yin and Yang precepts. Then he stopped absorbing the old monk's cold Qi. Otherwise, his body would be more unbearable.

Even so, Xu Lang's body is almost frozen. He just feels that he can't move the tip of his tongue, and his breath is extremely cold. As soon as he reaches out to touch his body, he is surprised to find that his fingers can't move at all, and the five fingers of his right hand are condensed together.

The cold ice Qi was originally a kind of extremely cold and cold gas. What's more, it was improved by the old monk, and now it's more powerful. Xu Lang was careless and unprepared. The cold ice Qi had gone deep into his bone marrow. The real Qi coagulated and the blood was frozen. Xu Lang experienced the feeling of death immediately.

My love, my relatives, my brother, my friend, Xu Lang cried in his heart and closed his eyes heavily.

Xu Lang's heart is full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction. He wants to resist. Even if he dies, he will die on the way to charge. However, his body can't even move. What can he do against the "sweeping monk".

Xu Lang is a mortal after all. In this world, there are too many experts, but he didn't come into contact with them before.

Seeing Xu Lang's body coagulating a little, the old monk was not in a hurry to start. He laughed around Xu Lang's body and said, "ha ha, Xu Lang, Xu Lang, as the predestined friend of seven color Buddha beads, you are also the inheritor of eastern and Western martial arts, and you have a mysterious identity that ordinary people can't guess. You should devote yourself to Buddhism, and I should help you Why shouldn't you ruin our centuries old foundation in Songshan mountain? Do you know who I really am? "

Xu Lang has become a frozen man and can't answer his question at all.

The old monk had no choice but to ask and answer himself: "I was the 13th generation ancestor of Songshan sect, and my real name is Zuo Ruochen.

Songshan sect and Shaolin sect are located in Songshan mountain. They were close neighbors. I was a Wuchi. I admired Shaolin sect's miraculous skills. I retired from Songshan sect, entered Shaolin Temple and became a monk. Now, more than 200 years have passed.

I not only have a deep understanding of Buddhism, but also have a great talent for martial arts. After more than 200 years of hard work, I am one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. Except for Dharma, only an old monk who swept the floor in the Song Dynasty has learned 58 unique skills. Now he is no longer alive Only my master and martial uncle are the two masters. Each of them has learned at least 30 unique skills. Another one is not a Shaolin disciple, and his martial arts are also superior to mine. With nine Shaolin unique skills, mine ranks fifth. This is also a rare achievement and a height that ordinary people can't reach.Just you, a little warrior in the later stage of the day after tomorrow, are delusional to defeat me. It's just wishful thinking! Today, you have ruined the foundation of Songshan Mountain for hundreds of years. I don't hesitate to violate the rules and punish you, not only for revenge, but also to find a more suitable person for the world. Seven color Buddha beads are not suitable for you. You'd better hand them in.

However, if you are willing to recite the full text of changshengjue, maybe I can consider letting you go! I'd like to see such amazing martial arts. Where is it really powerful? "

When the old monk said these words, Xu Lang was stunned. The old monk said that he was the Grandmaster of Songshan sect, and he had been a monk for more than 200 years. Isn't he nearly 300 years old? Is it higher than JinYuTang, Xiao Anguo, and great grandfather Youchen?

God, it's an old monster again. It seems that learning martial arts can really prolong one's life. Although these people are not true and immortal practitioners, they can increase their life span to more than three times that of normal people. It's incredible.

What's more surprising to Xu Lang is that the old monk only practiced nine of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, and he has reached such a level. Then his master and martial uncle have learned more than 30 skills. Is that good? Are they still human?

However, the last sentence of the old monk betrayed his heart. I'm afraid that the main purpose of today's World War I was that he also saw changshengjue and coveted the power of changshengjue.

Xu Lang shakes his head and grins bitterly in his heart. A martial arts secret book, which only has volume two but does not have volume one, can't be finished. It turns out that even the master like "sweeping the floor monk" can't bear it. It seems that the charm of "eternal life formula" is endless.

Just when Xu Lang was stunned, the old monk reached out and put his finger in Xu Lang's eyes. He wanted to take out the seven color Buddha beads from Xu Lang's eyes.

However, at this time, a strong genuine Qi suddenly came from behind the old monk. The old monk was startled and turned quickly. He saw master Chen come to him suddenly and said in a harsh voice: "master shenseng, I can't imagine that your heart is so vicious that even Xu Lang dares to do harm. Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

"Amitabha, Shanya, Shanya, liaochen, since you have seen and heard all of them, you should know that I am also acting for heaven. My Buddha is merciful and should have given all living beings a universal life. How can I kill all living beings? I'm just thinking about the world! " The old monk explained.

"Hum, master monk, monks don't lie. It seems that you are much better at lying than you are at martial arts!" Master liaochen said impolitely.

Seeing this, the old monk had no choice but to tear his face and sneer and say, "well, let me send you to the West. Please see my Buddha Tathagata!"

The old monk said, then he launched a fierce attack on master Chen, without mercy.