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"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

Zen Master Kuzhi folded his hands together and listened to Lin Ping’s words of'sarcasm' without anger or irritation. He said: "The Yi Jin Jing is too mysterious. Even Lao Na I have never looked through it. I need fate. If Lin Daxia People who are predestined can naturally borrow the Yi Jin Jing. But Lin Daxia is not a predestined person, and it is inconvenient for you to watch the Yi Jin Jing."

Lin Ping sneered.

You can borrow if you are destined. Even if this kind of rhetoric is used to deceive a three-year-old child, it is probably not good.

"If you don't want to borrow, just say it, why make these excuses? This will only make me look down on Shaolin Temple." Lin Ping said.

Abbot Kuzhi shook his head and said seriously: "I am not making excuses, but what I said is the truth. If someone who has no chance to read the Yi Jin Jing forcibly, not only will it be impossible to gain anything, but will also breed demons. It’s easy to fall into the abyss. If my Buddhist disciple has enough deep Dharma cultivation, maybe he can barely suppress one or two. Outsiders watching, I’m afraid they will be in a madness."

Lin Ping sneered and said, "The abbot is too worried. The Shaolin Temple only needs to lend me the Yi Jin Jing to watch. Even if I get into trouble, I will never complain about your temple."

What more does Zen Master Kuzhi want to say.

Two people stood beside him.

One of them, Lin Ping, has seen him. He is the head of the Prajna Hall with a kind eyebrow and benevolent purpose, a sad Zen master.

The other is burly, with a leopard head and eyes, swallowed chins and tiger beards, looks not angry and powerful, and is very powerful.

This person is the contemporary Shaolin Temple, the first in the Bodhidharma Academy whose status and strength are second only to the abbot Kuzhi Zen Master, Suffering Zen Master!

The Bodhidharma Academy can be said to be the highest-level martial arts ‘research institution’ in Shaolin Temple. Unless it does not have profound martial arts attainments, it is not eligible to join.

For a long time, there are only a few people in the Bodhidharma Academy. Because if you want to join the Bodhidharma Academy, you must be the top master of the Ninth Stage Realm.

Just like the contemporary Bodhidharma Academy, there are only eight people including the suffering Zen master.

It is conceivable that the strength of this suffering Zen master must be extremely impressive.

"Brother Abbot, why do you need to talk more to this kid?" Suffering Zen master snorted coldly, staring at Lin Ping angrily, and said, "Although the devilish energy on this kid is well covered up, he can still feel it! He doesn't need to get into trouble. , Now I think it is the devil!"

"Since this kid doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, he said without shame that he would defeat my Shaolin Temple one by one and forcibly take the Yi Jin Jing, so he will have no return today!"

With that said, Zen Master Suffering held a magic pestle, waved heavily, pointed at Lin Ping, and wanted to do it.

"Wait!"

Just now.

Suddenly a figure floated from behind.

It was the little Li Fei Dao who hadn't seen for a few days, Li Xunhuan!

At Tianmen Peak that day, although Lin Ping went to rescue his friend Xiao Guizi, in Li Xunhuan's view, Lin Ping did him a great favor anyway.

Therefore, Li Xunhuan must pay this favor.

Today Lin Ping rushed to Shaolin Temple, no matter what, he couldn't ignore it, as if he didn't know.

"Romantic Swordsman?"

When Zen Master Suffering saw the visitor, he stopped for a while, but his expression did not relax at all. He asked directly: "Li Xunhuan, are you coming today to stand on the side of my Shaolin Temple or the side of the demon?"

Li Xunhuan looked around at the many eminent monks in the Shaolin Temple and nearly half of the current masters of the world. He slapped his hands around and said hello to everyone before saying in a deep voice, "Everyone, according to what I have learned, Lin Ping He is definitely not a demon. Not to mention that a few days ago, he killed almost all the masters of the magic sect who had harmed the world for many years. In the past few days, I have specifically inquired about Lin Ping, and he has almost never walked in the world. , Let alone being the evil party and killing the innocent indiscriminately!"

"Even when the barbarian army was under pressure and the soldiers came under the city, seeing that my Daxia dynasty was about to fall under the barbarian iron hoof, Lin Ping stepped forward and drove the barbarian army back with his own strength!"

"Although I wait for the people in the world, I don't care much about the important affairs of the court, and whoever sits in the world has nothing to do with us."

"But those who can stand up for Daxia, at least are not the devil, right?"

"Although I don't know why Lin Ping must borrow the Yi Jin Jing of Shaolin Temple, I believe that he is not simply coveting Shaolin Temple, the treasure of the temple, and wants to practice the above martial arts to improve his strength."

"He wants to borrow the Yi Jin Jing, he must have other difficulties!"

"Master of Suffering, Abbot of Kuzhi, can we sit down peacefully today and have a good talk?"

The benevolent Kuzhi Zen master just put his hands together and said "Amitabha Buddha" without speaking.

Not speaking, in fact, is equivalent to disagreeing.

Regardless of whether Lin Ping had any difficulties in borrowing the Yi Jin Jing, they would never be able to borrow it!

As long as you have difficulties, you can come to Shaolin Temple to borrow the Yi Jin Jing.

So what is the face of their Shaolin Temple?

After opening this opening, wouldn't it be that some people in the rivers and lakes will encounter difficulties in the future, and they all have to agree to visit the Buddhist scripture pavilion of their Shaolin Temple?

The suffering Zen master with the leopard head and eyes yelled immediately: "Hey! Li Xunhuan, I still had a little admiration for you in the past. I think you are a rare knight in the world, and you are admirable for being a knight. You are in the same foul play with this demon!"

"Never mind! This demon, plus your little Li Feidao, what fear do I have in Shaolin Temple!"

Li Xunhuan frowned.

He knew that even if he came to be a lobbyist today, it would be difficult to convince both parties to sit down and negotiate peacefully.

But Shaolin Temple didn't give face at all, and he didn't think about it at all. He didn't expect it.

It seems that the Yi Jin Jing is more important to Shaolin Temple than he thought.

He is different.

Just like his little Li flying knife stunt, although he will not easily teach it to others, but if the other party is not the person who commits the crime, but the man with good faith and good heart, who has merit in the world, meritorious and the world. , He taught the flying knife stunts, but nothing.

Just like Xiao Guizi back then, he was able to chat with him and had an appetite, so he taught Xiao Guizi some flying knife skills.

It's just that Xiao Guizi's talent in martial arts training is average, and it is difficult to comprehend the true essence of Xiao Li Fei Dao. After so many years, he can only barely match the strength of the seventh or eighth rank.

At this moment, four more roads floated to the outside of the Daxiong Hall.

The four of them wore gray robes, their faces were old and about to die, and they looked like half of their bodies were about to go into the soil.

But only true masters can feel the deeply hidden strength from the four of them.

And even though the four came separately, their every move was full of harmony, as if they were one body.

This feeling can also be felt in the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple.

The abbot Kuzhi was a little surprised when he saw the situation. He quickly signaled the suffering and didn't rush his hands. He hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The four elders are coming here. We have missed a long way to welcome you, and please forgive me."

The person who came here was surprisingly the Fourth Elder of the King Kong Sect of the Western Regions!

Both belong to Buddhism, and Vajra Sect can be regarded as a branch from Shaolin Temple many years ago. There is naturally a ‘incense sentiment’ between the two.

The most important thing is that the position of King Kong Sect in the Western Regions is almost equivalent to that of Shaolin Temple in Daxia, and the four masters of Fu Mo are all masters in the half-step mythological realm, and they are even more capable of rivaling the myth realm.

With such strength, they are naturally qualified to have an equal dialogue with them and cannot be neglected.

"Why did the Four Elders come to Shaolin Temple? What happened today hasn't spread to the Western Regions yet?"

Abbot Kuzhi asked in surprise.

He felt that Fu Mo four always heard that Shaolin Temple was in trouble, and came to help them out.

It's just that Lin Ping reported that he was going to Shaolin Temple to borrow the Yi Jin Jing, and it took less than ten days.

Although it spread throughout Daxia at this time, the King Kong Sect, which is far away from the Great Wall, should not have heard the news yet.

What's more, it took more than ten days to rush from King Kong Sect to Shaolin Temple.

It’s a pity that Abbot Kuzhi never expected that the Four Elders of Fu Mo did not walk towards the Shaolin Temple’s camp. Instead, they stopped by Lin Ping and sighed: "I waited three years ago and knew that Lin Shi might At the meeting, Shaolin Temple borrowed the Yi Jin Jing, so I came to the Central Plains ahead of time and wanted to resolve the matter peacefully for both sides."

"what?"

Abbot Kuzhi was completely stunned.

Although the Four Elders of Fu Mo did not elaborate on what happened, their position and these few words can already represent their attitude.

The four of them didn't come to help Shaolin Temple, but stood at Lin Ping's side!

A little Li Feidao was Lin Ping's helper. Although he said it didn't matter, it actually made them feel more pressured.

Now there are more Fumo Four Elders, even if they have a profound foundation in Shaolin Temple, they dare not say that they are sure of victory at this moment.

after all.

Lin Ping, Dongfang Qingxue, Li Xunhuan, and the four old men of Fumo, together are four masters in the myth realm!

"Four Elder Fumo, you actually want to intercede for this demon?"

Suffering Zen Master’s hand, the Devil Pestle, fell heavily on the ground, and suddenly a wave of fluctuations sounded, dust was everywhere, and angrily said: "The King Kong Sect is also my Buddhist monastery! The dignified and upright sect, the first sect of the Western Regions, it is now Falling into the devil's way, will your reputation for hundreds of years be ruined?"

The Fourth Elder Fu Mo didn't change his mind after hearing this, and said, "Donor Lin is definitely not a demon. We can guarantee this!"

"Different ways, don't seek each other! In that case, let your subordinates see the high and low!" Suffering Zen Master said angrily.

The abbot looked at Lin Ping with a solemn expression, and said: "Lin Daxia, it seems that you are here today! Three years ago, you wanted to covet my Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing. That being the case, all the rivers and lakes. Well-known decent people can't just sit idly by!"

With that, Kuzhi's arm waved and pointed to the hundreds of righteous masters in front of the Great Bear Hall.

In particular, the two masters of the myth realm, the former head of Wudang Chongxu Daochang, and the legendary Sun Baifa who taught the sword sage Ye Qingcheng.

Originally, the abbot of Kuzhi didn't use the power of other sects to fight against Lin Ping.

They inherited the Shaolin Temple for thousands of years. No matter how strong Lin Ping alone was, he would never have imagined how much trouble he would set off.

But now that Lin Ping gathered three helpers from the myth realm, he didn't care about his dignity, and he was ready to ask for help.

After all, I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Ping couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and shook his head and said, "Abbot Kuzhi, don't have to work so hard. Today I went to Shaolin Temple to borrow the Yi Jin Jing. It was all my personal work. You said I was a demon. , Heroes, but I don’t plan to let anyone help!"

With that said, Lin Ping looked at Li Xunhuan and Fu Mo four elders, and said: "I understand your kindness. It is good for you to watch it by the side today. I want to read Yi Jin Jing, no one can stop it!"

Speaking of the end, Lin Ping's laughter gradually turned sharp, and his eyes also looked at the first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy with a violent breath holding the magic pestle, suffering Zen master.

Suffering Zen master naturally saw Lin Ping's meaning, and coldly snorted: "What a arrogant demon! Let me learn your brilliant tricks!"

Talk about it.

The Jiang Mo pestle in his hand turned, and there was a vision of heaven and earth, and the ghosts of the Shenlong and the giant elephant appeared at the same time.

It is indeed the first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy. Although the suffering Zen Master has a violent temper, his cultivation has already entered the realm of mythology.

Moreover, the martial arts on the magic pestle in his hand has reached its limit, and its attack power alone has been comparable to the level of the unity of nature and man, the level of myth!

Upon seeing this, the hundreds of righteous martial arts masters present were shocked secretly, and they were probably destroyed by such a terrifying power when they went up.

This move is somewhat similar to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong!

This also makes sense.

After all, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong in this world originated from the King Kong Sect, and the Shifang Martial Saints also cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong from the Diamond Sect back then.

And King Kong Sect, can be regarded as a branch of Shaolin Temple!

So it’s not surprising that the Prajna Kung of the Dragon Elephant is similar to the Kungfu Kung of Suffering Cultivation ~www.ltnovel.com~.

There was no change in the expression on Lin Ping’s face. He saw Jiang Mochu being crushed by the power of the dragon elephant. His robe flew, his palms turned, and his internal force surged like mercury, forming a huge sphere. .

At the same time, around his body, thirteen divine dragons and thirteen giant elephants rose up.

Then all the phantoms merged into a single spot of light, gathered between Lin Ping's palm, and shot towards the front.

boom!

Suffering Zen master's seemingly majestic move, under this palm, is like a clay Buddha, without sufficient support in an instant, and it collapses!

The huge magic pestle in his hand was thrown out in an instant, and he couldn't hold it. At the same time, his burly body instantly languished, spouting three mouthfuls of blood one after another.

And Lin Ping is like a true Buddha!

A palm smashed the fake Buddha who had replaced the impostor. It was radiant and unmoving across the sky and the earth.

"So strong!"

Many masters of the arena all stared at the scene. They knew that Suffering Zen Master was unlikely to be Lin Ping's opponent, but they didn't expect to lose so fast!

And the trick Lin Ping just showed was not the peerless swordsmanship he was famous for, but a Buddhist technique?

This person is really unfathomable!

"Amitabha!"

In the next moment, a Buddha's name resembling Hong Zhong and Dalu once again sounded in front of the Daxiong Hall.

The contemporary abbot of Shaolin Temple, the cassock on Zen Master Kuzhi rises into the sky like a sky covering Lin Ping.

Thousands of palm prints blasted out from all directions, as if a thousand hands came!