In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the monks were shocked

Although he knew that Lin Sha was strong, he didn't expect it to be so strong.

The strength of Polo Star is obvious to all, just now the Shaolin warrior monk made a tentative move, and his Donkey Kong fist in one hand, Prajna palm and Maha finger are quite hot, and they are also among the first-class on the rivers and lakes!

With such strength, it was unbelievable that he was defeated in one move in the hands of Lin Sha.

"Senior brother, junior brother, how are you?"

Zheluo Xing's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, his face was full of rage, and he flew towards Polo Xing, who was not lightly injured, in the blink of an eye.

"Stop!"

The four old Shaolin monks who were guarding Boluo Star shouted in unison, and the four different martial arts moves of their fists, fingers and soles burst out together, and suddenly the anger exploded, and the wind roared and the sound was terrifying.

Zheluo Xing is really extraordinary, in the face of the four Shaolin old monks joining forces to besiege him, he was not in a hurry, his body twisted and turned in the air strangely, and he easily avoided the attack of the four Shaolin old monks, and his hands and feet were wide open like a spider spitting out a web, and the four monks were instantly shaken open, and he supported the junior brother whose face was pale and shaky.

"Amitabha, Master Zheluo Xing dispels the anger!"

The Shaolin monk who had just fought with Polo Star was called the Buddha, and his body was like a goshawk swooping down, and his hand was fiercely grabbed out with dragon claws in front of him.

"You Shaolin, you deceive people too much!"

Bo Luo Xing's injury made Zhe Luo Xing very angry, he didn't dare to find Lin Sha's stubble, and seeing that the Shaolin monk didn't care about the attack, he was immediately furious and brazenly attacked.

A punch exploded, and the fists and claws hit each other directly and blasted the Shaolin monks who flew away.

Don't look at him as vulnerable in front of Lin Sha, but his strength is the first-class level of the standard old rivers and lakes, otherwise he would not have the courage to come to the Central Plains to find Shaolin's bad luck. The strength is still very powerful.

"Hugh is rampant!"

The four old guards who had just been shocked back by Zheluo Xing's move shouted in unison, and jumped up without waiting for Abbot Xuanci's order. The attack is fierce and does not leave the slightest emotion, and the attack is fierce and vicious.

The six of them fought in one place in an instant. The vigor is overflowing, the wind is howling, Zheluo Xing shows the demeanor of a master of Tianzhu, and he does not fall behind at all with one enemy and five, which makes a Shaolin monk feel that his face is dull.

"What, Shaolin wants to bully less with more?"

The people on the sacred mountain have been waiting for the opportunity to make trouble for a long time, and when they saw the Shaolin warrior monks besieging Zheluo Xing, they immediately became angry and ridiculed, and turned around and said angrily at several fellow Buddhist masters: "Shaolin is too much, it's just arrogant and domineering, and there is no one in the eyes!" ”

Take a sharp step. As if shrinking into an inch, he came to the abbot of Xuanci in an instant, and said loudly to teach Shaolin mastery.

"Presumptuous!"

As soon as the Shaolin monks were stunned and angry, before the abbot of Xuanci could react, several figures jumped out from behind him, or fists or palms or fingers or claws slammed violently, and the energetic roar of the move went straight to the key point of the person on the sacred mountain.

"Just to learn Shaolin, hurry up!"

The people on Mount Kinabalu were not surprised. As soon as the wrist flipped, he stopped his palm to close the momentum, and the next moment he fought with several Shaolin Xuanzi masters, and the moves were exquisite and dangerous, which made people dazzled.

At this moment, suddenly a clear voice came from afar. said: "Tianzhu great virtue, Middle Earth monks, gathering in Shaolin Temple to talk about martial arts, is really a grand event. Can the little monk have the fate to be an uninvited guest? Do you listen to the opinions of both sides? ”

Word by word, it was clearly sent to everyone's ears.

The sound came from beyond the mountain gate. It's so clear in the ear, but it's just peaceful. It is not shocking, and the speaker's internal strength is high and pure, which can be imagined; And he was far away, but how did he know the scene in the temple?

Xuan Ci was slightly stunned, and then said with internal strength: "Since you are a fellow Buddhist, please come." ”

He also said: "Xuanming and Xuanshi, two junior brothers, please greet the guests on my behalf." ”

Xuan Ming and Xuan Shi were fighting with the people on the sacred mountain, and when they heard the words, they all made a force to shake back the sacred mountain, and reflexively jumped back and bowed and said, "I respect the decree of the master!" ”

As soon as he turned around, he was about to leave the hall, and the man outside the door had already said, "Don't dare to greet you." It is a great joy to meet Gao Xian today. ”

Every time he said a word, the voice was a few feet closer, just after saying the word "joy", a solemn middle-aged monk appeared at the door of the main hall, his hands were folded, he smiled, and said: "Tubo Mountain Monk Gu Mozhi, see the abbot of Shaolin Temple." ”

The monks were amazed to see him so skilled, and when they heard him sign up by himself, many people said "oh" and exclaimed: "It turns out that the Tubo national teacher Dalun Ming King has arrived!" ”

Xuan Ci's face was full of surprise and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly grabbed two steps and bowed, and said: "The national teacher came to Dongtu from afar, and it was really fate. There is an incident in our temple today, so I asked the national teacher to preside over justice and distinguish right from wrong on my behalf. ”

Gu Mo Zhilian was polite and polite, and his face was even more solemn, and his unyielding appearance made people look sideways.

"Why can you see King Ming everywhere if there is something?"

At this time, a leisurely voice suddenly sounded, which immediately dissipated the harmonious atmosphere of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Amitabha, I've seen Lord Lin!"

Gu Mozhi pretended to look like he had just seen Lin Sha, but he was secretly bitter in his heart.

He rushed to Shaolin this time, but he also heard the rumors on the rivers and lakes, and knew that something big would happen in Shaolin, so he hurried over to join in the fun.

Who knew that as soon as he arrived in Shaolin, he heard that several monks such as the people on the mountain worshiped the mountain, and suddenly took the initiative to probe in his heart, and then he found out that the atmosphere was not right for the first time.

That's right, he had already gone up the mountain once, but in order to deter the monks present, he returned to the bottom of the mountain and went up the mountain again.

It's just that what made him depressed was that he ran into Lin Sha here again......

Suddenly complained, he had to maintain a calm and calm look on his face, I don't know how Lin Sha participated in the internal dispute of Buddhism?

"Farewell to Drum Mountain, King Ming is still in style!"

Lin Sha chuckled indifferently, glanced at the words in Gu Mozhi's words, turned his head to look at the group of monks who had stopped and regained their calm, shook his head and said, "It's better to come than to come by chance!" ”

"Amitabha, Lord Lin is laughing!"

Gu Mozhi clasped his hands together and saluted, if he didn't know his style of acting, this guy was really very monk in terms of appearance, but inside he was a person who did not compromise the means, at this time, of course, he would not easily respond to Lin Sha's inducement: "I heard that Shaolin is the leader of the Central Plains martial arts, and the little monk has been yearning for a long time, and now he has the opportunity to naturally go up the mountain to visit one or two, I hope it is good not to disturb you!" ”

The latter sentence is said to Xuan Ci, with a modest attitude and a calm expression, which makes people feel good.

"Be polite, it is the blessing of Shaolin for King Ming to come to my Shaomur Mountain as a guest!"

Abbot Xuanci didn't dare to slack off, and said with a smile.

At this time, several people fighting in the Daxiong Treasure Hall had already stopped, and they all looked curiously at the sudden appearance of the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi, and they all dared not underestimate it in their hearts.

The shadow of the so-called famous tree of people, Gu Mozhi is not famous in the rivers and lakes, but the name in Buddhism is very large, although it is difficult for Tantric monks to be famous in the Central Plains, but the status of Buddhism is not low, but there has been no intersection before.

Whether it is the arrogant and arrogant master of the sacred mountain, or the gentle and polite abbot Xuanci, he can still be tough when facing the Tianzhu Hu monk, but he does not dare to be too casual with the Gu Mozhi.

And just now, Gu Mozhi also showed a strong martial arts, whether it is Shenshan or Xuan Ci, they are inferior, and naturally their attitude towards Gu Mozhi is very polite.

Boluo Xing and Zheluo Xing, the two Tianzhu Hu monks, also changed their faces slightly, and their attitudes were respectful, and the exchange between Tianzhu Buddhism and Tantra was quite close because of the distance, and the name of Gu Mozhi was greatly recited even if he lived far away in the group, and he did not dare to have the slightest underestimation.

"I, Shaolin, have so many Buddhist monks at once today, it can be regarded as a grand event!"

Xuan Ci Heshi smiled, and as he spoke, he introduced the masters of Shenshan, Zheluo Xingshi, Guanxin and other masters one by one. After the monks saw each other, Xuan Ci set up a seat in the middle and invited Gu Mozhi to take a seat. As soon as Kuma was humble, he sat down, and this time, he sat on the top of the sacred mountain. Others are nothing, but Shenshan is secretly angry.

Although Gu Mozhi showed an extremely strong internal cultivation just now, he had never fought before, and the people on the sacred mountain did not think that he would be inferior to this Hu monk.

As soon as Gu Mozhi came, he talked about the guest for the master, bluffing the Shaolin monks for a moment, and they all secretly guessed about its strength, but Shenshan was unhappy and asked: "Since King Ming has such a vision, why don't you distinguish one or two for me?" ”

"The little monk is disrespectful!"

Gu Mozhi was not polite at all, and nodded directly to indicate that when he was down the mountain, he had heard the arguments between the two sides, but he felt that both sides were reasonable and biased.

The surprise of the monks is not trivial, the distance between the mountain and the Daxiong Hall of Shaolin Temple is not close, I didn't expect that such a long distance Gu Mozhi can hear clearly, the horror of its strength is really unimaginable.

Lin Sha's strength is terrifying and abnormal, and at this time, there is another Tubo national teacher, the king of Dalun Ming, which really makes people sigh that there are too many masters in the rivers and lakes, and a few of them are masters who are not easy to offend in Shaolin.

Xuan Ci and a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation were also secretly frightened, I don't know what kind of wind is pumping today, why so many guests suddenly came.

It's just a matter of the people on the sacred mountain, although they are not good at Shaolin, but they are not afraid, whether they are single-handedly or in a group of Shaolin, but the strength of Lin Sha and Gu Mozhi is obviously much better than them, but it is not easy to send it away, which is really depressing.

However, before they could figure out a way to deal with it, Lin Sha's performance made Abbot Xuanci's eyes light up, it seemed that this top master of the beggar gang and Gu Mozhi were not all the way.

"King Ming, don't talk too much!"

Lin Sha saw that Gu Mozhi was talking eloquently, and there were signs of developing towards the god stick, so he chuckled and reminded.

After speaking, the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, it's the little monk who lost his words!"

Gu Mozhi's face was slightly red, and he almost forgot that Lin Sha, the big Buddha, was there, but it was not his turn to show off his martial arts here.

Instead, he reined in his mind and said something that surprised the monks...... (To be continued.) )