In ancient times, there were seventy-two peerless schools in Shaolin, and each secret book would set off a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes.

Many Shaolin mastery schools are also divided into three, six, nine and so on according to the size of the power.

The most powerful, but also the most difficult to cultivate, there are twelve.

And this kind of Zen palm is one of those palms.

Prajna refers to great wisdom, subtle wisdom.

And this kind of Zen palm is to use infinite palm momentum to firmly lock the enemy under one palm, first slow and then fast, under one blow, there is a thousand might, extremely powerful.

Even if Badalon reacted in advance just now, it was extremely difficult to dodge.

"Wow, junior brother, you're hitting again!"

"Senior brother, I didn't expect him to be so weak! He was adulterated in the later stage of his transformation! The Buddha is above, the disciple didn't mean it, I haven't practiced this trick to the point where I can't send and receive it freely! I don't want to kill him!"

Yongzhi seemed to be a little stunned, watching Badalon, who was still arrogant just now, being slapped to death by himself, and muttered to himself.

Master Yongjue walked to Yongzhi's side, patted Yongzhi's shoulder, looked serious, sighed and said: "Senior brother, the other party is really too weak, Brother Wei knows that you didn't mean to, after you go back, you face the wall for three days, and eliminate the evil obstacles in front of the Buddha." ”

Yongzhi heard that he was going to face the wall again, with a sad face, as if he was going to the execution ground.

But at this moment, no one dares to underestimate these two monks, especially Yongzhi.

If you don't make a move, as soon as you make a move, even the arrogant late-stage Badalon can't stop a palm!

Kato swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and he decided that he must not provoke these two monks today.

Jin Ruizhi was even more frightened, and he didn't dare to come out, he even wanted to retreat.

But thinking of the strong man standing behind him, he immediately regained his courage again, and secretly said in his heart: No matter how powerful he is, he is not as powerful as that adult!

"We're fighting with you!"

Seeing that his master was killed, the rest of the group immediately rushed towards Yongzhi like crazy.

"Presumptuous!"

A loud shout came, and a strong sound wave swept those people into pieces, and they were overwhelmed.

He seems to be targeting only this group of people, and no one else has been affected.

As the voice came, a figure came to everyone lightly.

"Live Jigong, Xia Yuanming!"

As soon as he saw that it was Xia Yuanming, Yongjue immediately shouted with an extremely exaggerated expression: "Wow! Old Xia, you stole our lion roar skill, even if you practiced it to such an extent, and showed it in public, you are so shameless!"

Stole?

It is said that Xia Yuanming, the living Jigong, is dissolute and eclectic, and it seems that this is indeed the case.

Xia Yuanming's face was not red and he said slowly: "This lion's roar is placed in your southern Shaolin, it is a pearl covered with dust, and it can't exert its power at all, and I am not stealing, it is a loan, a matter of monks, can it be called stealing?"

"Can you be more shameless?"

"No matter how shameless you are, you are not shameless, if you don't do it yourself, you have to let your own junior brother take action, greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Yongjue immediately turned his head towards Yongzhi and asked with a kind face: "Senior brother, do you say that I am greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

“......”

"Haha! I will always feel that you are a bald man's greed for life and fear of death, and you are famous today!"

Xia Yuanming shook off his cyan robe, no longer cared about Yongjue, and said coldly to the group of ancient Thai Muay Thai heirs: "There are no eyes in the fists and feet, and when you compete, it is possible to be injured or even crippled and die, and no one is allowed to find trouble under my Xiaoyao Mountain ring, if there is a recidivism, you will be killed!"

His words, through the sound effect of the lion's roar, spread far, far away, and his voice could be heard clearly from any corner of the entire Pure Enlightenment Taoist Temple.

was yelled at by Xia Yuanming, and the scene suddenly became much quieter.

Xia Yuanming often does good deeds, and his prestige among the people is very high, even if there are many martial artists present, many of them have received favors from him, and they have to sell him more or less to save face.

Xia Yuanming stood guard at the door of the Taoist temple compound, maintaining order.

"The old man of the Hu Jianqi family has led all the children here!"

Someone said: "This Qi family is amazing, it is said that their inheritance comes from the famous anti-Japanese general Qi Jiguang, although it is the outer door today, but it is also very much to Xiaoyao Mountain." ”

Someone asked, "What does the outer door and the inner door mean?"

The man lowered his voice very low, looked around, and then whispered, "Do you know why our grand event is called the Southern Secular Martial Arts Realm Grand Event?"

"I don't know. ”

The man said with a serious expression: "The south refers to the provinces south of the Great River, a vast land of nearly 3.5 million square kilometers, and this grand event is to gather people from the martial arts circles in the southern provinces to exchange and trade. But those hermit families will not come, because they can't come out because of an agreement. But they are almost divided into the inner and outer doors, the inner door can not go out of the mountain, but the outer door can, so we often say that some of the families are the outer doors of their hidden families, such families and sects, in China there are eighteen and seven major sects. ”

"Can you tell me more about it?" the man asked, seeing that he knew so much.

He shook his head slowly: "Don't say, don't say, take your time." ”

......

But said that when Xia Yuanming roared that voice just now, in the stove workshop in the Taoist temple, two little Taoist priests were adding fire and boiling water, and when they heard Xia Yuanming's roar, the two of them looked as if they had long been accustomed to it.

A little Taoist priest sighed: "Alas, since Uncle Xia practiced this lion roaring skill, we haven't stopped much. ”

Another little Taoist priest also sighed and said: "Alas, it's all to blame for the group of dead bald people in Southern Shaolin, such a big temple, so many people, Uncle Xia went to 'borrow' the secret book of the lion's roar, they didn't even notice it, and everyone was about to leave the temple to know." ”

"How else to call it bald, they are stupid to chant Buddhist scriptures all day long, how can they be like us, they can also secretly open meat, hehe!"

I heard Zhao Lao Er say that he saw a wolf in Zhinin Peak last night, it was very big, or we would have caught it, enough for us to eat for many days. ”

"Wolf? It's not too tasty, but it's better than nothing! ”

"Then let's go now, while there are many people in the audience now, no one will pay attention to us. ”

Although the two were only fifteen or sixteen years old, they were already masters in the early stage of Ming Jin, and they had obviously been cultivating for many years.

You must know that this stove workshop is not something that ordinary people can enter, and it is used to hone disciples with a certain understanding.

Ordinary disciples who are just getting started are just idle affairs such as carrying water, chopping wood, sweeping the floor, etc., and they are not considered to be stoves.

And the wolf, a creature that is extremely ferocious in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a good meal in their eyes.

The two hit it off, greeted a new junior brother who had not been here for a long time, asked him to take care of the firewood, and then ran to Zhinin Peak.

(End of chapter)