Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

Arrogant and presumptuous, the woman in white was standing in front of the mountain gate with her sword in her arms, but she looked like a majestic mountain, and the monks couldn't breathe.

The abbot of Shaolin's complexion changed drastically. He knew that Liu Shengpiaoxu's trip was definitely not with good intentions, but he never expected that the Green Bamboo Sword God would be so ruthless.

The first move is to put Shaolin to death, there is no terrestrial fairyland to sit in it, this Buddhist leader, the master of martial arts, is just a false name.

At that time, there is no need for Su Xuan to do it himself, the counterattack of the two evil spirits is enough for Shaolin to drink a pot.

"impossible."

The abbot shook his head: "I also ask Su~Sword God to change the conditions."

"Hmph, you deserve it too."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu curled his lips: "Today, if you promise, you have to agree, if you don't—yes, you have to agree."

"If that's the case, then you'll be offended."

The abbot's face turned cold, and he recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, leaning on the ground with his Zen stick, like a King Kong glaring at him, and shouted: "Shaolin disciples, protect the temple against the enemy."

"Meet the enemy."

The monks from the monastery shouted loudly, holding a brass stick, and landed in front of the mountain gate, surrounding the woman in the white skirt.

"Out of control."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu shook his head, slightly motivating his true qi, and the majestic mysterious internal energy erupted, sweeping in all directions, borrowing eight points of chill from the snowstorm in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the power soared, and layers of frost filled the air.

"boom"

In just half a breath, a radius of several tens of feet was submerged, and most of the monks' disciples were unable to dodge and were directly frozen.

"Very courageous."

The abbot of Shaolin was furious and urged his cultivation base. On the Zen staff, rolling coercion erupted, the Buddha's light surged, and the sound of Chan singing echoed in the void. He took three steps forward, and the physique of the Great Vajra rose slowly like a circle. big day.

The scorching golden light radiated, and wherever it went, the ice and snow melted, and the profound yin qi dissipated. The old monk took three steps in a row, swung the Zen stick in his hand, and threw it at the woman with the magic wand technique.

The momentum is heavy, it has the ability to collapse mountains and mountains, has the power to move mountains and seas, ripples in the void, and ripples spread in circles.

The golden light and cold air are surging, transforming into yin and yang in front of the mountain gate, dividing the world into two.

"Little Doyle."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu's face was calm, but he saw that the mysterious yin energy around him suddenly transformed into an extremely pure Buddha power, and under the corner of his skirt, the fat skin glowed with scorching light.

He also used Buddhist supernatural powers to take three steps in a row, enveloping the body with rays of light, and streams of shimmering golden light merged in the void.

"boom"

With just one face-to-face, the Buddha light protecting the body of the Shaolin old monk was shattered, and he retreated three steps in a row, his eyes were horrified, and his expression was inconceivable.

However, in front of the mountain gate, the woman in the white skirt exudes extremely pure and vast Buddha power. This level of Buddhist cultivation is absolutely impossible without decades of hard work.

"How do you know my Buddhist supernatural powers?"

Some monks were shocked, their expressions were distorted, and they reprimanded: "Evil demons and heretics have actually contaminated the holy spirit of my Buddhism, and there is a way to die."

"Humph."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu didn't bother to explain that her pure Tongxuan Buddhism came from the inheritance of the sacred bone relic.

When entering the Great Finger Profound Realm, one has completely smelted Buddhism and Killing Dao, gathering their essence in one body.

Re-entering the Celestial Phenomena Realm, completely absorbing the inheritance of the Buddhist land gods and fairyland in the holy bone relic.

"A frog at the bottom of a well knows how vast the world is."

With a contemptuous tone, she stretched out her right hand, squeezed her sword finger, and pointed a finger towards the Shaolin abbot.

In an instant, the majestic murderous aura and Buddha's light turned into black and white aura, condensed into a blade light, tearing apart the void.

Thirteen old Buddhist monks rushed forward, their feet stepped on the ground, the mountain gate shook, and the vast energy and blood were stimulated, and bursts of golden light radiated from all over their bodies.

Buddhist body forging, Taoist cultivation, and Confucianism forging the heart, these old monks have practiced hard in ancient temples for dozens of years. The Buddhist teachings are pure, and the energy and blood are surging. They seem to be old, but in fact, the energy and blood are hidden.

Now, it is really the roar of dragons and tigers, with bursts of power to overwhelm mountains and seas, and a diamond physique criss-crossing the void, heading towards the light of the spatula.

The body of the old monk in front collided, his cassock shattered, his skin was like poured brass, his muscles bulged, and his strength was boundless.

It's a pity that before he got close, he let out a scream, and just a ray of knife strength broke the old monk's vajra physique.

The divine light dimmed, the energy and blood decayed, and the body was covered with cracks, like a shattered bronze man, flying upside down and hitting the vermilion wall of the temple.

The three old monks followed closely behind, pinching their fingers, palms, and fists. With the blessing of surging energy and blood, they exploded the air with unparalleled strength.

After half a breath, the finger strength shattered, the fist wind annihilated, and the palm print collapsed. The light of the knife killed the three vajra monks, and broke the vajra physiques of several old monks one after another, appearing in front of the Shaolin abbot.

The twinkling sword light bloomed, the rolling murderous aura filled the air, and the bursts of Buddha's light were mighty. It was obvious that two diametrically opposed forces were strangely fused in this spatula light.

The Shaolin abbot's white eyebrows trembled, the cassock rustled under the support of true energy, the Zen staff vibrated, and he moved towards the light of the saber.

"boom"

The brass Zen stick was broken into two pieces from the middle, the saber light drove straight in, the abbot's face trembled, and he kept retreating.

But every time he takes a step back, the saber light will take another step. After ten steps, there is no way to retreat. He just waits for the true energy in his body to be activated, and the dim Buddha light all over his body will rise sharply, and he will activate the big Maha palm. Shoot with a knife light.

"boom"

When the palms and swords intersected, the abbot's expression changed drastically, and his body flew out uncontrollably. The light of the sword tore through the palm prints of Maha, and chopped on his vajra body. Ten years of penance, in an instant, disappeared into ashes and disappeared. Make an empty game.

"boom"

The saber energy exploded, the divine light shattered, and the Shaolin abbot fell to the ground, instantly aging for dozens of years. There were hideous cracks all over his body, and blood was continuously flowing out.

"Abbot."

Seeing this scene, all the monks were furious, and more and more novice monks came out of the temple, holding long sticks or sabers.

"Is Shaolin really not afraid of extermination?"

Liu Sheng Piaoxu withdrew his palm, scattered his sword fingers, and took half a step forward, rolling murderous aura burst out of his body, covering the thousand-year-old temple, with howling winds and heavy snow.

The tyrannical murderous aura drew the coldness of the twelfth lunar month, and countless monks trembled, terrified. Those with insufficient cultivation were directly drawn into the illusion by the murderous aura, with hollow eyes and hideous expressions.

"Amitabha."

A low-pitched Buddha's name came from the temple, and in an instant, the murderous aura retreated, the cold wind disappeared, and countless golden lights shot up into the sky, like a grand golden lotus flower blooming in this ancient temple of Shaolin.

"Hide your head and show your tail."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu's eyes shot up with murderous intent: "It's nothing to do with your Buddhism, who made you bald donkeys attack Qin Muchu."

"boom"

But he saw the Qingfeng sword in his arms vibrating, urging a sword light, tearing the air, cutting through the vast wind and snow, above the ancient temple, on the Buddha power golden lotus that was slowly blooming.

The golden lotus was shattered, the Buddha's light was cut off at the waist, and the sword energy surged and turned into a storm, covering the sky and the sun.

The ancient temple trembled, the halls of countless temples were torn apart, and the golden and wooden sculptures all fell on their backs, and the storm of sword energy intensified.

In the depths of the temple, in a certain nameless hall, an old monk with white brows sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were soaked in golden blood.

"Amitabha."

The old monk looked bitter, and murmured in a low voice: "Shaolin unions should have such a calamity, Buddhist unions should have such a calamity."

Under the cassock, an imperceptible crack appeared in the golden body, and just one sword strike hurt the golden body of Arhat, who had been cultivating for a hundred years.

This sword is just a threat, if they don't do it today, then tomorrow it won't be Liu Sheng Piaoxu, but the Green Bamboo Sword God Su Xuan who will ascend Shaolin tomorrow.

The next moment, two terrifying Buddha powers permeated the ancient temple, and the billowing Buddha light shot up into the sky, turning into two golden beams of light.

"Miss Piaoxu, we will follow Su Jianshen's instructions and sit on the spot."

A helpless sigh echoed, and the two Buddha lights continued to skyrocket, almost reaching the acme of the terrestrial fairyland.

"Uncle Master."

Several white-browed old monks showed mournful expressions, and the rest of the novice monks were weeping and weeping.

"Master."

Shaolin disciples fell to their knees one by one.

"It's quite interesting."

The corners of Liu Sheng Piaoxu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile. Her originally beautiful face was supposed to overwhelm the country, but at this moment, in the eyes of those monks and novice monks, she was no different from the incarnation of Asura.

"boom"

The mighty Buddha's power surged over Shaolin, the terrifying coercion continued to rise, the powerful aura pervaded, and the billowing Buddha's light soared, making the sky above Shaolin golden.

The last rays of light emanated from the two Buddhist Land Gods and Immortal Realm powerhouses before their dissolution, just like the sun at noon, radiating scorching light, shaking the entire land of Kyushu.

All the powerhouses in the land gods and fairyland, and even the great masters of the celestial phenomena realm can feel these two mighty Buddha powers.

"Who the hell? Can force the two old monks of Shaolin to sublimate like this."

An old monster muttered.

Countless powerhouses were amazed, especially those of several sects who were also Buddhist sects. The mighty Buddhist power to maintain a cup of tea began to gradually weaken.

The two rays of Buddha's light that shot thousands of feet into the sky became weaker and darker, and the power of the terrestrial fairyland contained in them was like the setting sun hanging from the west.

Under the watchful eyes of countless monks and novice monks, the two rays of Buddha light finally dispersed completely. When the last ray of golden light was swallowed by the wind and snow, the world was silent.

"Uncle Master."

Numerous old monks wept bitterly, unable to stop the sorrowful anger in their hearts.

"Respectfully send Master to the Paradise of Paradise in the Western Paradise."

The seriously injured and dying Shaolin abbot straightened his cassock, struggled to stand up, and sat cross-legged facing the direction of the temple with the support of two old monks.

Numerous old novice monks also sat cross-legged together, chanting Buddhist scriptures in their mouths, offering salvation to the two old monks.

The sound of chanting sutras reverberates up and down Shaolin for a long time.

In the main hall of the back mountain of Shaolin, two white-browed old monks who cultivated in the terrestrial fairyland sit cross-legged, with their hands clasped together, and behind them is the golden body of the Great Sun Tathagata, holding flower fingers, protected by eighteen arhats and 24 vajras.

The old monk turned his back to the Tathagata, faced west, his eyes were closed tightly, his breath disappeared, and he stepped into a state of extinction.

The body wrapped in the cassock was shriveled, like a dead wood, the fate of the land gods and wonderlands was gone, and the cultivation and King Kong who had been cultivating for a hundred years were also turned into dust.

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Holding the sword in his arms, Liu Sheng Piaoxu stepped out towards the gate of the temple, causing all the monks to stare angrily.

"What else do you want?"

The warrior monk in the Vajra Realm said: "The two patriarchs, since they lost their cultivation, they were sent to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss. Do you still want to humiliate their remnants?"

"The patriarchs are all fighting with soldiers, and you are aggressive, so even if my Shaolin is destroyed, I will not back down."

The crowd was furious, and Liu Sheng Piaoxu said calmly: "By the order of your son, take away the two sacred bone relics."

After finishing speaking, she stepped through the gate and walked towards the depths of the temple. The Shaolin host shook her head, stopped the monks, and let her enter Shaolin.

Stepping into the main hall of the back mountain, facing the two old monks who were disarmed from land gods and fairyland, with a simple move, two golden relics flew out from between their eyebrows and fell into their hands.

With five fingers clasped together, the two sacred bone relics are put away, which is the inheritance of the land gods and wonderlands of Buddhism.

The long sword in his arms vibrated and turned into a stream of light that soared into the sky.

The sword light transformed by the Qingfeng sword disappeared without a trace. The next moment, in the dark, an invisible shackle descended, covering the hearts of every Shaolin disciple.

Those old monks in the diamond realm all had ugly faces, and finally they could only close their eyes and chant the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"For a hundred years, Shaolin disciples are not allowed to enter the Land of Gods and Immortals, and those who violate it will die."

The plain lips parted lightly, the words followed, and the sword pointed out, the mighty sword light appeared over Shaolin, the temple shook, the ancient temple trembled, and all the old Vajra monks trembled.

In the void, a terrifying aura and coercion descended, penetrating the heavens and the earth, blooming the ultimate deterrence.

Under this coercion, all Shaolin monks were frightened, their hair trembled, and their backs were sweating.

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"Farewell."

After leaving these words, Liu Sheng Piaoxu took two sacred bone relics, left Shaolin, stepped into the wind and snow, Feng Xu rode the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"The catastrophe of Shaolin, the catastrophe of Buddhism."

The Shaolin abbot watched Liu Sheng Piaoxu's back leave, lost his mind, and kept chanting these words in his mouth.

After a while, he could no longer suppress the injury in his body, spit out a mouthful of black blood with icy particles, and passed out.