"The martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch?"

Zhao Yuanren on the side, when he heard the Shaolin abbot say this, he was suddenly shocked, and looked at the eighteen golden phantoms that trapped Tang Yi.

"The martial souls of warriors, although the images are different, there are utensils and characters, but the number is the same, at most there is only one!"

Zhao Yuanren's face was full of incredulity: "Although Patriarch Bodhidharma is the pinnacle of a martial ancestor, he will not break the convention and have eighteen martial souls at once!"

"That's it!"

The Shaolin abbot clasped his hands together and said with a solemn face: "Although the Bodhidharma Patriarch is amazingly talented, and his achievements in martial arts have made future generations look up to the mountains, but he has not been able to break the convention. ”

"The reason why Patriarch Bodhidharma was able to leave eighteen martial souls is because Patriarch Bodhidharma has been facing the wall in my Shaolin for more than ten years in order to be able to break through to the legendary holy realm, and has achieved a total of eighteen martial arts myths, and finally broke the barrier and broke through to the legendary holy realm!"

"Eighteen martial arts myths have been achieved!"

Zhao Yuanren suddenly took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

You must know that if you want to break through the myth of martial arts, in addition to your own qualifications and strength, you also need to test a little luck and gain some kind of insight before you can break through.

And Bodhidharma Patriarch is worthy of a generation of grandmasters, in just over ten years, he actually broke and stood again and again, and achieved a full eighteen martial arts myths, just this one, so that countless descendants feel unattainable.

It's just that Zhao Yuanren still can't believe that Patriarch Bodhidharma has really broken through to the legendary holy realm.

After all, as a half-step canonization, Zhao Yuanren knows very well that the door of martial arts is so strong, and it is still difficult to open it after a hundred years of hard work.

In Zhao Yuanren's opinion, in addition to his master Bai Qicheng, such an amazing and brilliant demon wizard has to admit that in the world, I am afraid that only Tang Yi in front of him is left, and it may be possible to break through to the legendary holy realm.

After all, like Tang Yi, on the surface, he only has only the peak of martial arts, but Zhao Yuanren, who can chase and kill all the way and canonize the dignified half-step saint, is a demonic genius who is pressed and beaten, if he can't enter the holy realm, then I'm afraid that even if the Bodhidharma patriarch is resurrected, it will never be possible to reach the legendary holy realm.

Of course, whether Tang Yi can break through the Holy Realm or not, he still has to pass the current hurdle first.

Bang!bang......

I saw that the Buddha beads were hanging above Tang Yi's head, and each of the eighteen Buddha beads emitted a golden light, projected onto the ground, and immediately turned into a golden figure.

This golden figure is about a foot high, like a giant, exuding dazzling golden light, each with the same face, just like the golden-bodied Arhat in the temple.

It's just that these eighteen golden-bodied Arhats, although they look the same, each of them is different, and the most significant thing is the weapons in their hands.

Some hold eyebrow long sticks, some hold hundred-for-steel knives, some hold popular whips, some hold sea soul forks, and some simply use their bare hands, just with a pair of fists and feet.

Although each golden-bodied Arhat looks the same, through different weapons, it can also be seen that the direction of martial arts practiced by each one is different.

It is no wonder that since the Bodhidharma Patriarch, although the world's martial arts are thriving, but few can jump out of the category of Shaolin martial arts, just by these golden-bodied Arhats, it can be seen that the Bodhidharma Patriarch in the martial arts, has been close to omniscient and omnipotent.

"Amitabha!"

The eighteen golden-bodied Arhats, after surrounding Tang Yituan, did not move immediately, only to see the Shaolin abbot chanting the Buddha's name and stepping forward.

"Little donor, the old man will ask you one last time, can you give the old man a thin face today, and the grievances between you and the Zhao donor can be written off today!"

Tang Yi glanced at the Shaolin abbot, although he didn't speak, but the look in his eyes clearly showed that the Shaolin abbot was wishful thinking.

"Greed, hatred, hatred, and hatred, life is four hardships, since the little donor is unwilling to put down the butcher's knife!"

The Shaolin abbot's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "That old man will eliminate the demon guard today!"

Before the Shaolin abbot's voice fell, the Buddha seal of the word 'swastika' that had previously trapped Tang Yi by the six paths disappeared instantly, but the eighteen golden-bodied Arhats took a step in unison and formed a big circle to trap Tang Yi in the center.

"Please!"

Eighteen golden-bodied Arhats, with their hands folded, bowed to Tang Yi in unison, and one of the golden-bodied Arhats took a step forward.

"I am the first martial soul of Bodhidharma, and I specialize in the physical body!"

This golden-bodied Arhat reported his home, and sure enough, this golden-bodied Arhat, bare-handed, obviously specializes in the physical body.

Specializing in the flesh is not something that any martial artist can do, after all, the flesh and blood body, dealing with swords, guns, swords, halberds, obviously has to suffer a lot.

Tang Yi suddenly raised his mind a little, after all, the prestige of the Bodhidharma Patriarch is still thunderous.

Bang!

At this moment, I saw this golden-bodied Arhat take a step forward violently, and slapped it out with one palm, without the slightest palm wind, just like an ordinary person, just waving a palm casually.

However, this palm, falling in Tang Yi's eyes, can be seen at a glance that this palm seems to be unpretentious, but in fact, it has reached the millimeter.

With just one palm, Tang Yi's retreat was completely sealed, and he had to fight palm to palm and hard.

This is just the first time that Patriarch Bodhidharma condensed the martial soul when he stepped into the myth of martial arts, and the martial arts cultivation of Patriarch Bodhidharma can be seen in general.

Bang!

Faced with the palm slapped by this golden-bodied Arhat, all of Tang Yi's ways to deal with it were sealed, and he had to fight hard.

With a palm swing, Tang Yi also looked unpretentious, but the golden-bodied Arhat's face changed slightly, and he suddenly withdrew the palm he swung.

"The donor's martial arts are exquisite, I'm not an opponent!"

The golden-bodied Arhat, but the martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, the martial arts cultivation is naturally extraordinary, just looking at the palm that Tang Yi made, he knew that he was indeed not Tang Yi's opponent with a hard face, and he was willing to admit defeat.

The golden-bodied Arhat immediately withdrew, and Zhao Yuanren on the side suddenly changed his face, but the Shaolin abbot looked calm and relaxed.

Just after this first martial soul withdrew, another golden-bodied Arhat with a long sword came up.

"I am Bodhidharma, broken and then established, when I rebuilt the myth of martial arts, the second martial soul condensed, I specialize in swordsmanship!"

This second martial spirit, after finishing speaking, did not stop, a sword was swung out, and the long sword in his hand immediately overflowed, and the Dao sword light flashed brightly, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a three-foot long sword, but a meteor.

"Kendo?"

Seeing that this second martial soul actually wanted to compete with himself in swordsmanship, Tang Yi suddenly smiled slightly.

Sou!

With a wave of his hand, Tang Yi suddenly condensed an earth-shattering sword qi in his palm.

(Grandma is almost ready to be discharged, and it will start tomorrow)