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"Junior Brother Mingyuan, although some unscrupulous disciples of the Mahayana Temple offended you before, there is no need to humiliate me so much, the quiet place of Buddhism divides the monks so clearly!"

The Void Rim Holy Monk opened his eyes, a ray of fine light was transmitted through, the bark-like dry wrinkles unfolded, and an inexplicable coercion rose into the air, permeating the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In an instant, except for several heads and abbots of Shaolin Temple, everyone's bodies sank, and the majestic pressure overwhelmed them.

In the face of the domineering and toughness of the little monk Mingyuan, the strongest figure in the Mahayana Temple mission, directly used force to prepare to deter the Shaolin Temple and bowed his head.

The reason why the monk of the empty edge dared to oppress people with power was because he was sure that even if he was angry, the round wheel would not be able to say anything, and he owed a lot of affection to the Mahayana Temple a few days ago.

As far as he knows, not long after Shaolin was established, there was only one master above the ninth grade, and the rest of the people were not Jianghu Mingsu, and they were very weak for him.

With his ten-rank peak quasi-grandmaster and the almost incorruptible Xuanyue monk under his hands, he could completely force the rest of the people to compromise, and the previous forbearance and wait-and-see was just to test the attitude of the Round Wheel Dharma King.

It's a pity that the seemingly reasonable threat was just a joke in the eyes of the little monk Mingyuan, and the coercion generated by the majestic internal strength of the Void Saint Monk disappeared invisibly the moment it touched him.

"It's true, I'm old, and I still have so many small movements. Old monk of the void, please remember two points, first, you are not qualified to become the senior brother of the deity. The second Shaolin Temple is a 10,000-year-old ancient temple, and it will not be attached to any force, if you want to talk about the alliance, call the empty monk to come over!"

Ming Yuan glanced at the slightly stunned Void Rim Holy Monk with contempt, his body shook, and a terrifying coercion rolled up a few fallen leaves, and swept away towards the dozens of monks in the Mahayana Temple.

Boom!

The terrifying pressure of the reversal instantly overwhelmed those Mahayana Temple monks who were snickering to the ground, and the weaker ones fell directly to the ground, even the Xuanyue monks and the empty edge holy monks had their backs bent, and the whole person seemed to be carrying the mountains.

"Impossible!"

Monk Xuanyue and the Void Origin Holy Monk were all horrified, such a terrifying coercion was only possessed by a grandmaster-level king, this was a unique potential, full of cold and murderous momentum, which made them sweat coldly in an instant.

The Void Saint Monk is okay, after all, he is a quasi-grandmaster-level powerhouse, he has already touched the edge of the momentum, and he still has some resistance, and his heart is frightened and mixed with disbelief.

Monk Xuanyue only felt as if his whole person was about to be crushed, the hairs on his body exploded, and the cold killing intent and disdain washed his nerves wave after wave.

They didn't expect that Mingyuan was not only a big generation, but also super terrifying, and he had reached the strong momentum of the Grandmaster King in less than the year of the weak crown.

"How is it possible, you are actually a grandmaster?"

The Void Rim Holy Monk was no longer as calm as before, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his smooth forehead, and the abacus in his heart quietly shattered into abacus beads in one place.

There are ants under the grandmaster!

This is not just a joke, a grandmaster-level king can wipe out a thousand heavy cavalry regiments on the battlefield with all his might, but the quasi-grandmaster who is a foot away from the door can only retreat in the face of such a large number of heavy cavalry.

The two are completely incompatible, no matter how young the little monk is Mingyuan, but the name of a grandmaster king can shut up the world, after all, the one who reaches the first place!

He can't find fault with half of it, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation by Shaolin Temple to a grandmaster, and in terms of status alone, the little monk Mingyuan can still be compared to the monk of empty love.

The first time King Yuanlun saw that the little monk Mingyuan was so serious, he was also stunned, and then he understood that the little monk Mingyuan was a little different after his return this time.

The whole person is sharp, and the temperament of Buddhism can't hide Mingyuan's deep domineering spirit at all, and the little monk Mingyuan, who was promoted to grandmaster, shows infinite confidence.

Today's words have been clearly expressed on behalf of the will of the little monk Mingyuan, and since this is the case, his attitude towards the Round Wheel Dharma King must be changed.

His Holiness stood up with a warm smile on his face:

"Senior Brother Kongyuan, since Senior Brother Mingyuan has made a decision, then Shaolin Temple still doesn't need the assistance of the Mahayana Temple, I believe that Lao Qu and others will still be able to give Buddhism Yuen in this Xinjiang area. ”

The little monk Mingyuan retracted his momentum, strode to the edge of his futon, and sat down, the first of the Shaolin Temple were all shy and folded their hands to show respect.

Hearing this, the Void Rim Holy Monk's old face was pale, he didn't expect the Round Wheel Dharma King to trust the little monk Mingyuan so much, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but when he saw a cold light in the depths of the Round Wheel Dharma King's eyes, his heart instantly chuckled.

He suddenly remembered that with the addition of the little monk Mingyuan, Shaolin Temple now has two grandmaster-level kings, even if it is just these two powerhouses, it is enough to raise his head in front of any famous sect.

"The poor monk is disturbed a lot this time, since outsiders are not welcome in Shaolin Temple, Lao Na and the others will leave first. ”

The holy monk of the void edge had a dark face, and planned to leave with a group of monks from the Mahayana Temple mission, but he didn't expect the little monk Mingyuan to stop him again.

"Empty Rim Holy Monk, in the past few months, the disciples of the Mahayana Temple have heard that hundreds of thousands of gold dragon coins and incense money have been snatched in my Shaolin, since they plan to return to your temple, is it difficult to keep it for us!"

The ridicule and coldness in the tone of the little monk Mingyuan seemed to be on the surface of the lake in winter, and he smashed down a boulder, tearing the face of the Mahayana Temple.

Although I have heard a lot about it before, but on the bright side, this kind of thing is really a slap in the face.

The Void Rim Holy Monk tried his best to contain the anger in his heart, and turned his face: "Little Sect Master Mingyuan, rest assured, my disciples of Mahayana Temple are not greedy for money, and all the incense money must be returned in full." ”

With a flick of his sleeves, dozens of big monks dressed in gray-yellow monk's robes came out, compared with the arrogance when they first came, now they have a little more taste of lost dogs.

"Good!"

Many of the first seats are spitting out a mouthful of turbidity, these days they have been disturbed by those people in the Mahayana Temple, and now seeing them in front of Mingyuan Little Master Ancestor didn't even dare to let go of a fart, he felt his heart dripping with joy at the moment.

However, when they saw Mingyuan's smiling face turn yin, everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hung their heads silently.

"Why are you only talking about your cultivation in the past few months, is it possible that you are all busy checking the incense box, and you are all going to the deity to cultivate, you can't mention a product before the year, and all of them will be given to me to think about the cliff wall for three years!"

In an instant, the faces of more than a dozen of the first and deputy heads were green, and their cultivation in the past year has made rapid progress, with the blessing of the Shaolin Divine Skill Secret Classic, basically everyone has a realm close to the seventh grade.

There are still three months to go until the end of the year, which also means that they must reach the realm of the seventh grade or even the eighth grade, for their level, it is already a miracle to be able to enter the first grade in three or four years.

If you really want to be sent to think about the cliff wall for three years, even a monk with a pure heart and few desires, I'm afraid that you will go crazy, that place is too quiet, and it is easy to drive people crazy.

"Master, how is this possible, we are diligent in practice, but the improvement of each product is now extremely difficult, and if we want to improve a big realm in a short period of time, I am afraid it will be difficult to continue!"

The little monk Mingyuan waved his hand: "If you can't do it, don't you want to practice, let me go to the martial arts arena to practice, and if you say one more word, you will roll the deity to the Siguo cliff now." ”

More than a dozen senior monks of Shaolin Temple looked at each other, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, stood up in unison, and walked towards the stone road outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

After a long time, when the Wheel King saw everyone leaving, his face gradually became solemn.

"Little senior brother, you are a little impatient today, after all, the Mahayana Temple is the head of ten thousand temples, so it saves their face, Shaolin wants to gain a foothold in the imperial capital in the future, it is not easy. ”

The little monk Mingyuan clasped his hands together, his face was disdainful, his right hand stroked his belly, he felt the warmth coming from his dantian part, and slowly exhaled a breath of hot air.

"The court is in chaos, and the rivers and lakes are also in chaos! There is about to be a big war on the frontier, and the Stormfall Country went south a few days ago and wiped out the three small countries in the east. ”

"What?"

The Round Wheel Dharma King crushed the wooden fish in his hand in surprise and stood up in shock, his face still full of disbelief.

The countries of the Central Plains should be headed by the Wind Fall Empire, known as a million iron horsemen to dominate the world, and have not advocated military expansion for decades, and have not made any major moves for more than 20 years, why would they quietly raise troops to destroy several small countries.

The Stormfall Empire has the role of a pinning sea needle in the territory of Ganzhou, if even the Windfall Dynasty is involved in the war, then wouldn't the hundred countries of Ganzhou be in flames again?

"Is the news reliable? Senior brother, didn't you find out some amazing inside story?"

The little monk Mingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded solemnly: "The hundred countries are shocked, and the Great Qianguo is also in a lot of trouble. The Black Lotus Holy Sect coerced countless recklessness and forcibly attacked more than a dozen cities, and the south was in chaos, and the emperors of the sons also ignored it. ”

For a moment, the Wheel Dharma King thought of a lot, and after a few breaths, he seemed to think of something.

"Little Senior Brother, do you want to get involved in the border war between the Qing Barbarian Clan and the Great Qianguo? Although the Shaolin Temple has developed, the battlefield has no eyes and no eyes, and there is no realm of the Seven Grades, so no one can guarantee that the disciples will be able to retreat. ”

"Hmph! The development of the Jianghu sect, if you want to achieve it overnight, you must know how to seize the opportunity, and this time is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In addition to retreat and penance, martial arts can get closer to the true meaning of martial arts after a hundred battles. ”

The muscles of the little monk Mingyuan's arm jumped, and a fierce aura slowly floated, and the divine Buddha light ejected from his fingers and bombarded directly on the ground.

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