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As the descendant of the supreme Buddha, the little monk of Ming Yuan is not a monk who is completely safe in his bones, and now that the smoke is about to rise, the battle for hegemony of a hundred countries has opened the prologue, how can he be willing to be a bystander.

"In this war, my Shaolin Temple but all the five products and above the cultivation of disciples must participate in the war, the promotion of Buddhism is not only Buddhism education, there is no ability to protect one side, only to be a lamb to be slaughtered. ”

The face of the Round Wheel Dharma King froze, he didn't expect that there were not many Buddhist teachings in the tone of the little monk Mingyuan, and he was more like a veteran of the battlefield who had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

"Little brother, are you already planning to return to the world? But my Shaolin has not yet stabilized, and I have just had a bad relationship with the Mahayana Temple, and the old man is afraid..."

Although the little monk Mingyuan revealed a long time ago that he planned to return to the lay in Shaolin Temple and become a lay disciple, this was not the best time in the eyes of the Round Wheel Dharma King.

Once he is still vulgar, most of the people on the rivers and lakes only regard him as a self-reliant gateway and no longer belong to Shaolin.

A grandmaster king and two grandmaster kings are different concepts, and the influence is not as simple as one plus one, if he goes out and has something, Shaolin's internal supreme master will be vacant, and when a super master comes to the door, it is helpless to be killed.

But the two grandmasters are different, even if they don't make a move, suppressing them in the sect's residence can not only enhance their influence, but also intimidate countless people with bad intentions.

As if seeing the worry of the Round Wheel Dharma King, the little monk Mingyuan showed anger on his face: "Don't worry, you just came back, you shouldn't know that Master Zhimin has also taken this step, with him, you can join forces even if it is a great grandmaster!"

The round wheel Dharma King's eyes were round, and his heart was ecstatic: "Senior Brother Zhimin has also broken through to the realm of the Grandmaster King, great good! Now that my three Shaolin Grandmasters are standing together, I am afraid that the Kunlun Sect will not dare to provoke easily." ”

In the hall of the Great Majesty, the laughter of the Dharma King of the Round Wheel continued to come out, penetrating the courtyard wall, making the warrior monks waiting in the distance quite surprised, since the little master disappeared, the presiding abbot has not been so happy for a long time.

The little monk Mingyuan explained in detail a series of things such as the knife battle between himself and Taihua, and the almost falling death afterwards, which made the mouth of the Round Wheel Dharma King never close.

Hou Dongchang, the old immortal Huoyun Island Lord who crisscrossed the hundred countries of Ganzhou decades ago, this person is not dead yet, he is a giant of the same era as the Lord of Ten Thousand Laws. ”

The Three Lists of Heaven, Earth and Man are ruled by the mysterious organization to which the rivers and lakes belong, and they are changed every twenty years, that is, although those old demons from decades ago no longer appear in front of the world, it does not mean that they have fallen.

The water on the rivers and lakes is very deep, and it is so deep that it makes people's hearts palpitate, such as those invincible grandmasters on today's list, except for the Mahayana Temple Empty Love Divine Monk, the rest of the strongest people are only at the upper level of the twelve.

But in fact, including those Jianghu Mingsu who retired, which ones are not all monsters who have lived for nearly a hundred years, they are the foundation of the top sects in the rivers and lakes to suppress their luck.

As far as Ming Yuan knows, in addition to the palace master Yuwen Qiongyan in the Hundred Flowers Palace, there should be an extremely strong man in the Hundred Flowers Valley of the Hundred Flowers Palace, the white-haired god Niqiu is ruthless.

Maybe few people in the contemporary era know this name, even the strong people of the older generation must know very few, but when the little monk Mingyuan inquired about the details of the Hundred Flowers Palace from the dark pile, he was also taken aback.

This woman is the princess of a small country that was once destroyed by the Great Qianguo, and after the collapse of the family and country, she escaped into the empty door, and created her own cultivation method, and now she is more than sixty years old, but her strength is quite terrifying, and she should have stepped into the level of the great grandmaster.

Let's ask, even the sects composed of women in the Hundred Flowers Palace have such a strong suppression background, so how much strength will the rest of the supreme ten sects hide?

"The deity intends to retreat for half a month in the Siguo Cliff, and after a month, the deity will be hidden behind the scenes, and will no longer go to the open side of Shaolin. ”

Seeing that the little monk Mingyuan had decided, the Dharma King of the Round Wheel did not say more, there were dozens of large and small pills, which were enough for those inner disciples of Shaolin Temple to advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

"By the way, junior brother, then Hui Neng can be accepted as a core disciple and cultivated as the foundation of Shaolin!"

Hearing this, the Round Wheel Dharma King was a little surprised: "Core disciple, although Huineng has good qualifications, he can't meet the standards set by the senior brother at the beginning, right?"

After the Shaolin Temple was built, it had already set clear promotion standards for the disciples at the three levels of the outer courtyard, the inner door, and the core.

However, Lu Zhaoyi is a daughter after all, and it is impossible for her to really join the Shaolin Temple, as for the Huineng Round Wheel Venerable King, he does have the intention to promote him to the level of an inner disciple, but if it is a core disciple, it will be a bit too much in his opinion.

"Senior brother, you can't see it! This son has a vajra spiritual vein, don't look at him now he only has the realm of the five grades, if the junior brother is willing to teach him "King Kong Tong Yuan Gong" in person, if there is no seven-grade realm after half a year, then the junior brother can find the senior brother and I settle the account!"

The eyes of the Round Wheel Dharma King lit up suddenly, he was also very worried about the disciples of the Shaolin Temple who had not yet had a core level, but he did not expect that among the new generation of disciples he inadvertently accepted, there would be such qualifications.

For the little monk Mingyuan's ability to recognize people, he has learned more than once, if Huineng really has such qualifications, then Shaolin Temple has not picked up a treasure?

"Really?"

The little monk of Mingyuan bowed his head: "That's nature, junior brother, if you can train this big man to the peak of the seventh grade within a year, senior brother, I will send him a great creation, leading to the creation of an invincible great master." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Maitreya Buddha-like smiling face of the Round Wheel Dharma King was immediately connected together, which kind of thing that the little monk Mingyuan took out was not a boutique, and Huineng could be regarded as a step to the sky this time.

The news of the return of the little monk Mingyuan was deliberately suppressed by the King of the Round Wheel, and even if the famous family of Qingtan County wanted to visit, he was pushed by him under various pretexts.

At the time of the winter solstice, Shaoyu Mountain (one of the three mountains of Shaolin) thought about the cliff, and more than ten core disciples of Shaolin Temple gathered here.

Monk Huineng's height of two meters and five is too terrifying, touching his bare head and standing behind the Round Wheel Dharma King, the rest of the first and top inner disciples of each academy are all looking at him with envy.

Half a month ago, Monk Huineng was accepted as a disciple by the presiding abbot, and the matter of being promoted to the core disciple caused a lot of turmoil in Shaolin and the surrounding area.

can become a grandmaster king, or the eldest disciple of the 'Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha' who is second on the ground list, I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes are envious when I say it.

Now Huineng's status can be said to be rising, even the first seat of each academy in Shaolin Temple is to give him three points of thin noodles, and the inner and outer disciples below are always touting him.

The Wheel Dharma King originally thought that Hui Neng's mind in this state would inevitably drift a little, but after half a month, he still maintained a pure heart of being humble, neither humble nor arrogant, and he realized that he underestimated the big disciple he accepted.

It is very rare not to be disturbed by external objects, and when breaking through the shackles of martial arts, especially at the tenth grade and higher levels, the heart is the most important part.

In a secret cave in the cliff, the stone door opened, and the little monk Mingyuan walked out with a face of vicissitudes, the monk's robe on his body was wrinkled, but the eyes were as deep as the ocean.

More than a dozen core figures of Shaolin Temple were silent, standing solemnly on both sides, staring at the little monk Mingyuan with blazing eyes, and there was a little more emotion in their hearts.

Monk Huineng bore the brunt of the attack, and in the past half a month, he no longer practiced "Mangniu Jin", but instead practiced "Vajra Tong Yuan Gong", a heaven-level super-top internal strength heart method.

The perception of the opportunity is in a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm, at the first sight of the little monk Mingyuan, as if he saw a golden-bodied Buddha enter the world, the dazzling Buddha light made him unable to open his eyes.

Vast as the sea, majestic as a mountain!

The eyes of the Dharma King of the Round Wheel shrank slightly, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The little senior brother's mind has reached the supreme consciousness, the avenue can be expected, standing at the high altitude that hundreds of millions of people yearn for and overlooking countless living beings, it is really enviable!"

Only the top masters who have reached their realm will understand that the retreat of the little monk Ming Yuan has actually broken through the delusion and entered the state of mind of the 'Heart Moon Mirror'.

The mind is clear, and he sees the mortal martial arts very thoroughly, this is a special state of mind that only the flow of land immortals have, and it is difficult for mortals to achieve it.

The cultivation realm of the little monk Mingyuan is now under the eleventh grade, but the state of mind is far beyond the cultivation, suppressing all delusions, and it is difficult to shake.

The surrounding first seat and disciples don't know why, but they all understand that the little monk Mingyuan has made a great breakthrough, and even the presiding abbot has not reached it.

"Congratulations to the little master and ancestor for getting out of the customs and cultivating for a great advancement!"

More than a dozen people bowed, and when a large group of bald monks bent down, the shiny heads reflected wisps of light.

"Get up, Xinyue Xuanjing, not yet to perfection, just the first entry! ”

The little monk Mingyuan pointed to the secret cave behind him: "When we meet in the future, we don't need to call the deity by generation, I will send you a chance today, you and others will go in, what kind of creation depends on yourself." ”

Many monks looked at each other, not knowing the mystery of the words of the little monk Mingyuan, but when the little master decided to enter the world and transform in the red dust, these words should be a ritual to return to the world.

The Round Wheel Dharma King recited a Buddha name, let the rest of the monks enter the secret cave, and then followed the little monk Mingyuan to the edge of the cliff.

"Since you plan to join the WTO, in what capacity?"

The little monk Mingyuan looked at the rolling clouds and mist, revealing his confusion for the first time, and after a short period of distraction, Mingyuan's eyes became vivid, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is there a choice? Fate has set a trap on the deity, but unfortunately the deity is a person who rebels against the sky, how can he be so submissive. Huangfu Yunxiao, the name of mortals, from now on, the deity is the supreme saint emperor, and his name is Emperor Yunxiao!"

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