Martial Arts: My Wudang Bear Child, Cholera Jianghu

"Although this thing is a little miraculous, it is not the old monk's opponent."

"Little benefactor, if you wish to take refuge in my Buddha, I will forgive you once."

He sat in the palms of the Buddha, with the Buddha's light flowing all over his body, looking down at the vast land.

"Why don't you convert to me, and I will spare you once!"

The corner of Su Li's mouth raised, and he said jokingly.

"Stubborn!"

The sweeping monk stopped talking, closed his eyes again, and merged his thoughts with the Buddha's golden body.

The Buddha's golden body raised a palm and patted Qinglian's heart fire.

Rumble!

The void shakes!

There was a deafening buzzing sound.

This Buddha's palm seems to engulf the general trend of the world, bringing endless coercion, trying to split the mountains and rivers

With this attack, it was obvious that he not only wanted to crush Qinglian's heart fire, but also suppress Su Li!

"A mere flame wants to block the Buddha's golden body?!"

Sandu Divine Monk looked at the sky with cold eyes, with a deep contempt on the corner of his mouth!

The Buddha's golden body is the Tathagata's secret method, which is enough to sweep away demons!

Not to mention a little flame!

Even if the sky fires, the Buddha's golden body will be fine!

Duan Yu and Mo Shenggu were holding their breaths, their hearts were in their throats.

Part the night!

If Su Li's green lotus-like flame couldn't resist the Buddha's palm.

I'm afraid they will all be suppressed!

boom!

A deafening bang.

Qinglian's heart fire collided with Buddha's palm.

Countless rays of light burst out, flooding the entire world in an instant.

It was so blazing that everyone couldn't look directly at it, so they had to close their eyes one after another.

A terrifying temperature and energy fluctuation continuously swept in all directions.

boom! boom! boom!

The surrounding buildings shattered and the ground collapsed.

Many buildings in the Sutra Pavilion have all been turned into ruins.

Even tens of miles away, one can feel the horror of this vibration!

Shi Feixuan and the others were almost thrown out by this energy.

The terrifying temperature made them feel as if they were in the middle of a sea of ​​flames.

The blood was almost evaporating and dried up, and his whole body was almost on fire.

True Qi can't resist such a terrible flame.

Accompanied by the huge golden body of Buddha hundreds of meters shattered.

The sweeping monk spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and fell from the sky to the ground.

He was in the middle of the explosion of Qinglian's heart fire, and his whole body was scorched like black charcoal, emitting wisps of smoke

"Cuckoo..."

The sweeping monk fell to the ground, his mouth opened, but he couldn't speak.

The wide-open eyes were full of horror.

"Win?!"

The red chasing girl hiding in the dark opened her surprised little mouth into an "o" shape.

She never thought that a cyan flame could withstand the blow of a strong man!

In particular, the sweeping monk was severely injured, almost to the point of dying.

"How on earth did he do it?"

The way Shi Feixuan looked at Su Li was completely different from before!

The shock that Su Li brought her was really unimaginable.

"how can that be?!"

Sandu Divine Monk was stunned.

The eyeballs almost fell to the ground, and the face was full of horror!

That was a strong man at the pinnacle of heaven and man, and he was still using the Buddha's golden body, but he was defeated in the end!

Sandu could hardly believe it.

Duan Yu and Mo Shenggu were too shocked to speak.

He could only stare at Su Li in a daze!

Su Li was calm and relaxed, his gaze was calm.

Still looking at the Qinglian heart fire floating in the sky.

Even the dark night cannot hide its brilliance.

With Su's fingertips pointing, Qinglian's heart fire flew towards the already dilapidated Tibetan scripture pavilion under the desperate eyes of the sweeping monk.

Boom!

After thousands of years of wind and rain, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was completely reduced to ashes and ruins.

Countless scriptures that could make people in the world rob their heads were destroyed.

this moment.

Whether it is Shaolin monks, Duan Yu, Mo Shenggu, or even Shi Feixuan and others.

All were shocked by this monstrous fire, and fell into a sluggish state one by one.

"-7-7"

Wu J.70J.

The statue of the Sandu God Monk was drained of strength, he couldn't even stand upright, and almost collapsed on the ground.

The Sutra Pavilion is the real foundation of Shaolin Temple, but now it has become a piece of scorched earth.

Shaolin's thousands of years of accumulation were completely destroyed.

"Who is it, who is it..."

Sandu Divine Monk let out a desperate roar.

"He really burned down the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, he is even more lawless than my Demon Sect

The elf-like girl clicked her tongue endlessly, beyond shock.

At the same time, an idea popped up.

If it is possible to get Su Li to help.

Winning the Evil Emperor's relic this time is definitely a sure thing! .

Chapter 53: Bodhidharma's remains!

Chapter 53

53. Bodhidharma's legacy!The sweeping monk is enchanted!

The sweeping monk fell into the ruins and fell into despair.

The Cangjing Pavilion has survived thousands of years of wind and rain, and it has not fallen down, but now it is in his hands, and it was destroyed once.

Among them are not only the scriptures written by Bodhidharma and the eminent monks of the past dynasties.

It also hides his years of more than a hundred years.

The sky was full of flames reflected in the cloudy eyes, and the sweeping monk suddenly recalled his childhood.

He was in the Great Hall of the Great Hero, had just completed his ordeal and became a little novice monk of Shaolin Temple.

Sweeping Monk Bewitched!

Looking at other young novice monks, they were all accepted as disciples by the head elders of Dharma Hall, Discipline Hall, Arhat Hall, etc.

Only he has no one to choose.

Even the abbot repeatedly asked if anyone would accept him as an apprentice.

The chief elders of Shaolin Temple all closed their eyes and shook their heads one after another.

He stood alone in the hall, as desperate as he was at this time.

Without the slightest talent in martial arts, even if he stays in Shaolin Temple, he can only be an ordinary handyman disciple.

as predicted.

He was eventually arranged to sweep the floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

After decades of sweeping, the ginkgo trees in the courtyard turned green and then turned yellow, turned yellow and then fell.

In the past, the little novice of the same period practiced superior martial arts, became a core disciple, and passed away one after another.

The sweeping monk has also turned from a young novice monk into a decrepit old monk.

A hundred years passed quietly.

In the past hundred years, he has only done two things.

One sweeps the fallen leaves in the yard.

One piece of Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion.

Before he knew it, he became a celestial being.

He has never learned martial arts at all, but his martial arts cultivation has surpassed that of Shaolin disciples of all generations!

It can be described as a trick of good fortune.

The Sutra Pavilion is already an obsession in his heart.

Now that Su Li gave him less fire, the sweeping monk fell into despair.

But right now.

Ok?

The flames gradually dissipated.

A building similar to the entrance of the underground palace aroused the idea of ​​the sweeping monk.

"The Buddhist scripture pavilion was built by Patriarch Bodhidharma himself. Could it be that there are some secrets underneath?!" The sweeping monk finally cheered up and walked over step by step, dragging his charred body.Each step caused severe pain.

This is a square stone cover, weighing at least a thousand catties, with Buddhist scriptures engraved on it. It seems that Bodhidharma has sealed something in it, and does not want future generations to open it.

They also built a Sutra Pavilion and completely suppressed it!

The sweeping monk frowned, luckily he slapped Shi Gai with his palm.

boom!

The stone cover was torn apart, exploding into dust all over the sky.

A dark passage came into view, followed by a strange and cold aura gushing out of it like a tide. Even the sweeping monk couldn't help but shudder, as if this hole led to the nether hell.