Chapter 1490: The Martial Arts Conference (11)
The reputation of Shaolin Temple is the most important.
Xuan Ji took action with four monks of the Xuan generation.
There is also Xuan Ci in it. He waited for a long time and no one came to take over his life.
He was going to go up and deliver it to him.
Zhou Hao suddenly appeared in front of them.
He opened his hands and pushed forward and shouted, "Stop!"
A powerful true energy surged out.
Five monks of the Xuan generation chose to confront Zhou Hao.
Bang! Xuanci raised his hand in front and greeted him.
But when he first came into contact with Zhou Hao's true energy, his body would be pushed back and slipped out immediately.
The monks of the other Xuan generation lined up in a row behind Xuan Ci infused their skills.
Are you playing trains with me here?
Zhou Hao burst out his true energy and shouted: "Get back!"
Boom boom boom! The explosion sounded.
The collision and overflow of internal force and true energy force acts on the ground.
It exploded like grenades.
The five monks were thrown away immediately.
Everyone was in an uproar. The five monks of the Xuan generation had more than three hundred years of internal strength.
Even if you can't compete with internal strength, you can't compete with a young man in his twenties.
Zhou Hao knocked out the five monks completely because of the power of the true energy.
Without a trace of tricks, his face was a little flushed now.
This blow made him use all his strength.
Pang Tong's face became ugly, Gu Qianfan's power was so terrifying.
How could there be such a master? He was confused. Can such a master really be subdued by thousands of troops?
Zhou Hao firmly restrained the monks in Shaolin Temple.
Now Murong and his son are in trouble.
"The national teacher helps me, and I will also watch Shishui Pavilion!" Murong Bo shouted.
Of course he knew what Jiumozhi wanted, and he immediately scratched his itch.
As expected, Jiumozhi took action without even calling him.
However, Jiumozhi's joining only allowed the three of them to support it.
"Old donor Murong, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave here first!" Jiumozhi found an opportunity and said to Murong Bo.
Murong Bo: "Okay!"
However, with the full attack of Xiao Feng and his son, it was not easy for them to leave.
Xiao Feng started 1V2 again, and Murong Fu and Jiumozhi did not gain the upper hand.
Xiao Feng is the kind of existence that comes when encountering strong.
"Old man, I want to leave, die for me!"
Xiao Yuanshan slapped Murong Bo with a palm. Purely acted desperately, and Murong Bo, who was not anxious to dodge, could only wave his palm to take action.
So the two began to compete for internal strength in the most dangerous way.
Just look at the five great monks in Shaolin.
Now they are still regulating their breathing cross-legged, but after they can't fight, they are seriously injured by Zhou Hao.
Xiao Feng slapped Jiumozhi with a palm, and was about to attack Murong Fu.
"Amitabha!" The voice was like a big bell, which shocked hundreds of people in the martial arts world in the square.
An old monk wearing a washed white monk's robe walked out of Shaolin Temple.
He moved slowly, but he took one step but appeared a hundred meters away.
"Shrinking the ground into an inch?"
Zhou Hao was confused. He didn't know this spell yet.
There are countless magic in "The Heart Method of the Eastern King Yimu", but Zhou Hao can't remember many of them.
Maybe he knew this spell before, but now he can't remember it.
Bang bang! Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were separated by the old monk.
Xiao Feng slapped Murong Fu with a palm and vomited blood, and was seriously injured.
MD, didn’t it mean that even Qiao Feng could not beat the sweeping monk?
The original work was slapped by Qiao Feng's palm and vomited blood.
But Zhou Hao now felt that the internal energy of the Sweeping Monk had been transformed into true qi, so it was already in the innate realm.
This is a legendary martial arts realm in this world.
A congenital master, lifespan of 200 years.
By breaking through the innate world, you can directly enter the realm of refining qi and transforming gods in the cultivation of immortals.
However, although this old monk is powerful, Zhou Hao has not yet felt the feeling of being invincible.
Xiao Yuanshan looked at the visitor and said angrily: "Who are you?"
The sweeping monk smiled and said, "The old monk guards the Sutra Pavilion. He usually sweeps the floor and cleans the bathroom. Every time he comes to the Sutra Pavilion, he always reads martial arts secrets, and he can't see me."
The monks in Shaolin Temple were speechless. Why do you have the nerve to say that you are guarding the Sutra Pavilion?
If you are broken into and learned secretly by outsiders, you don’t care?
But they didn't know that this sweeping monk was so powerful.
It was because the Sweeping Monk did not know martial arts that he was guarding the Sutra Pavilion.
I never expected this old monk to hide so deeply.
Zhou Hao did not intervene, although he looked down on the saying that he would become a Buddha while putting down his butcher's knife.
But this is not on his own, and Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo have no grudge against him either.
Otherwise, he would not have been fooled by the sweeping monk to let go of his hatred.
The Sweeping Monk then pointed out the hidden dangers left by Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo because he secretly learned the unique skills of Shaolin Temple but did not practice Buddhism.
It was said that the two of them had not been alive for a long time, and then they resolved their physical hidden dangers and hatred in their hearts by putting them to death.
Both of them decided to ordain them as monks and worship them under the Sweeping Monk.
Xiao Feng was very depressed. He just knew that his father was still alive.
Then my father became a monk and smiled at his enemy to avoid revenge.
Zhou Hao glanced at Murong Bo who was adjusting his inner breath and said, "Brother, if you want to take revenge, I can help you!"
The sweeping monk looked at Zhou Hao and said lightly: "When will the donor be revenged? Even if you kill the old donor Murong, his son will seek revenge on you!"
Zhou Hao sneered, "Don't tell me this, I only know that there are grudges and revenge. Do you think if I want to kill Murong Fu, he can still leave Shaolin alive? He doesn't even have a descendant. If he kills him, the Murong family will disappear. Isn't it great to be eliminated forever?"
The sweeping monk frowned: "Donor Gu is so murderous. Are you not afraid of cause and effect?"
Zhou Hao sneered: "Stop pretending to be garlic with me. Old monk, your Buddhism is not profound. You have just reached the innate level of cultivation. If you have cultivated Buddhism into a golden body, you should see that not everyone can get involved in cause and effect with me!"
The sweeping monk was stunned and looked at Zhou Hao carefully.
The monk sweeping the floor is different from the monks who only know how to recite scriptures in Shaolin Temple. He is really a master of Buddhism.
However, I have not yet cultivated the golden body state of Buddhism.
Only by cultivating into a golden body can you keep your memory in the next life and practice again.
After watching for a long time, he didn't see anything.
The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "It's the old monk who has no cultivation anymore, but I'm going to lead two donors who have killed evilly into my Buddhism, and I'm also guiding people to be kind."
Haha, the fundamental of Buddhist teachings is to teach people to suffer in this life and practice in the next life.
This is the doctrine of helping rulers to appease the people.
So it will be liked by the rulers.
Zhou Hao ignored him and looked at Xiao Feng next to him.
Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and finally he returned to peace.
It seems that what the old monk said also affected him.
Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "Forget it, second brother, go! Let's go to drink, where is the third brother?"
"I'm here, brother!" Duan Yu ran over with a smile.
He didn't do much effort in the battle just now, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Jiumozhi looked at Duan Yu with his eyes flashing at this moment. Zhou Hao knew that the plot would certainly be on guard against this old Yinbi.
Chapter completed!