On both sides of the tens of thousands of stone steps, a group of bald monks stood in the dark, with their hands clasped together and their expressions solemn.
The few old monks standing at the bottom are quite old, but they have the majesty of having been on top of others for a long time and giving orders. The aura of Yuanzhi Pavilion is extraordinary at first sight.
"What...what's going on!?"
"Even the Shaolin Master, the elders of Bodhidharma Hall, and the Discipline Academy came down the mountain!?"
Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao instantly recognized the Shaolin monks in front of the mountain gate, their heads went blank and they were a little confused.
At this time, these Shaolin giants stood in front of the mountain gate, clasped their hands, bowed in the direction of Liu Hao, and said: "Welcome our distinguished guests to Shaolin."
"As expected of Senior Sword God, he just has a good reputation!"
Dong Tianbao's mouth was almost crooked with laughter...
There is really nothing wrong with this thigh.
These old Shaolin monks, with their profound skills, must have sensed the aura of the senior Sword God, so they all mobilized and went down the mountain to greet him.
The Shaolin Temple is undoubtedly the leader of the White Way in the world. The abbot and abbot of the Shaolin Temple and the holy monks of the Bodhidharma Academy of Discipline are also figures at the level of martial arts giants in the Central Plains. If they stamp their feet, the entire world will be shaken.
But now, these Shaolin holy monks came down the mountain one after another and stood in front of the mountain gate to greet Liu Hao's arrival.
"Senior...what is his origin?"
Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao were shrouded in a fog-like mystery, and their awe for Liu Hao grew even stronger.
These Shaolin holy monks welcomed Liu Hao to the mountain gate. As for Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao, they were simply ignored and were treated like followers and went up the mountain in a bucket.
How often had the two of them enjoyed such treatment? Thousands of Shaolin monks paid their attention and followed Liu Hao up the mountain. Even his little heart was beating wildly.
"I have lived for more than two hundred years, but I have never seen such a powerful person as Zunjia. May I ask what your surname is?"
This term's Shaolin abbot was the presiding abbot, and his dharma name was Awakening. He welcomed Liu Hao to the mountain gate, and as soon as he came up, he began to make insinuations and inquire about Liu Hao's origins.
"I came from outside the world and came to Shaolin today just to borrow the martial arts scriptures in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion to get a glimpse of the secrets of the divine martial arts."
Liu Hao did not hide it, but directly explained his purpose.
The atmosphere froze instantly.
The expressions of the Shaolin monks at the elder level of the Damo Academy, Luohan Hall, etc. suddenly changed.
Shaolin has a rich cultural heritage and is the most authentic sect of divine martial arts in the world.
However, this sect's wonderful method must not be passed on to others lightly. This is already an iron law in the world. How come this mysterious and powerful man in front of me dares to request this!?
"Using magical powers to cut off the world is the only thing I have seen in my life, so why should I be obsessed with it?"
Master Awakening clasped his hands together and said to Liu Hao: "If you have other requests, I can consider it at my discretion, but I cannot teach this wonderful method to others lightly. Please forgive me."
As the abbot and abbot of Shaolin, he wants to safeguard the huge foundation that Shaolin has inherited for thousands of years.
The greatest heritage of Shaolin Temple is the various sacred weapons contained in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. They are the hard work of the senior monks. How could they be lent to outsiders to browse at will?
"You have to borrow even if you want to, and you have to borrow even if you don't."
Of course Liu Hao knew that the old monks in Shaolin were unwilling, but he didn't care. He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the vast and vast Mahavira Palace in front of him, and spoke calmly, with a voice like thunder.
"Do you think that I have no one in Shaolin?"
The elder of the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple, the one who drove Dong Tianbao and Zhang Junbao out of the mountain gate, was tall, with thick muscles and the most violent temperament. Hearing Liu Hao's words, his eyebrows stood up and he raised his voice.
shouted.
The rest of the Shaolin elders from the Discipline Academy, Prajna Hall, etc. all took a step forward, their momentum surging like a frenzy.
Liu Hao stepped on the Buddha's soil as if he were strolling in a garden. This had already touched their bottom line. No matter how powerful the opponent was, they would never give in.
The momentum of several masters gathered to its peak in an instant. In the sky, the wind and clouds were rolling, and their vitality surged wildly.
In the Buddhist hall in front of you, there seemed to be a Buddha Vajra roaring in anger. The terrifying pressure was integrated and put great pressure on people.
If an ordinary person here were to be drunk by this Vajra, he would lose his mind and kneel down in front of the Buddha to admit his mistake.
Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao stood behind Liu Hao, with the hairs on their bodies standing on end.
No one knows the rich heritage of Shaolin better than them.
The Bodhidharma Academy, Luohan Hall and other Shaolin elders are all extremely powerful men, and coupled with the unfathomable Shaolin Abbot, I wonder if the senior Sword God can withstand it...
These two living treasures have already imagined Liu Hao as a peerless swordsman who cannot be seen in the world, and they feel very uneasy.
However, the shocking battle that Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao expected did not happen.
"You alone may not be able to stop me."
Liu Hao took a step forward, and his originally restrained momentum suddenly surged. Wherever he looked, it was like the Emperor of Heaven in an immortal palace looking down at the world, overlooking the common people, and the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, all disappeared.
Even the overwhelming and terrifying pressure was like a muddy cow sinking into the sea, completely dissipated.
For a fleeting moment, time seemed to have passed millions of years, and it seemed to have stopped at this moment forever.
Nothing happened, and the world returned to silence again.
The elder of Luohan Hall who rushed at the front felt as if he was being struck by lightning. He felt as if his internal organs were shaking like a river. He couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, like a paper kite with its string cut off, thrown back...
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The rest of the Shaolin monks were also knocked away by a huge force, and they all took a few steps back.
The abbot of Shaolin came to his senses, his face changed drastically, he used the unique movement technique of crossing the river with a reed, stepped forward, and gently held the back of the elder of Luohan Hall with his hands to help him stabilize his body.
This is what you say!
After practicing to Liu Hao's level, when facing the enemy, he doesn't use his superb magical powers at all. Just when he speaks, his voice contains powerful thoughts, directly condensing the void energy and suppressing the opponent.
The words spoken by Liu Hao are the will of heaven and earth. The elders of the Bodhidharma Academy of Shaolin Temple, even the golden body of Buddha, cannot withstand the power of heaven and earth.
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