"It's like drilling into a fire. The two trees are related to each other. When the fire comes out and the wood is gone, the ashes fly away and the smoke is extinguished." - Volume 1 of "Yuanjue Sutra".
In front of the door, the wind is blowing and people are quiet.
The lively long street became very quiet due to the arrival of this group of monk soldiers.
The restaurant owner smiled, rubbed his hands, walked to Qiao Zhenyue, and begged in his tone: "Hero, I am a small shop with a small business, look at..."
Qiao Zhenyue naturally understands what the boss means. If he takes action in the restaurant, the knife and stick have no eyes. It would be a trivial matter to smash the tables and chairs. But if he hurts his life, the shop will be stained with blood. I'm afraid it will be a big deal.
He couldn't open it. He didn't feel embarrassed for the shopkeeper, he winked at Shuang'er and led the innocent girl out of the restaurant.
As soon as Qiao Zhenyue went out, the shopkeeper led the waiter to press the door panel and door bolt against the door, for fear that the pair of plague gods would come back again.
Shuang'er heard the "ding" behind him, his shoulders twitched, and he couldn't help but hide behind Qiao Zhenyue.
"That's him, that's the man who beat us!" Monk Shunxin pointed at Qiao Zhenyue and shouted.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the dozen or so monk soldiers in front of him, fearless, and laughed: "That's me, I'm just waiting for you Buddhas to repair me."
The leading monk soldier's face turned cold, and he immediately slapped his stick on the ground, shaking up the dust. The force in his hand was really strong: "This donor is so brave, he dares to hurt our Shaolin disciples in the territory of Shaolin Temple."
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"No matter how courageous I am, I am not as courageous as you monks who rob civilian women in broad daylight. You only need three taels of silver to get a woman to be innocent. You must have fed your compassion into the dog's belly."
Shunxin was startled when he heard what Qiao Zhenyue said. He couldn't help but continue, and shouted: "Bitch thief, you ask for a beating!" After saying that, he rushed forward, but before he could reach Qiao Zhenyue, he
Then he was pushed several feet away by Qiao Zhenyue's palm.
Seeing that their fellow monks were being bullied, all the monks and soldiers shouted "Form up" and stood up in front of Qiao Zhenyue with nine sticks. These nine sticks were staggered at different heights. As soon as they were taken out, shadows of the sticks were formed, poking directly in front of Qiao Zhenyue.
Nine major points on the chest.
This move is called "Danfeng Chaoyang" and is an essential move in Bodhidharma's demon-conquering stick. One stick is one phoenix, and nine sticks are nine phoenixes. It is very powerful.
Qiao Zhenyue secretly praised in his heart: "This Shaolin Kung Fu is indeed extraordinary." He did not dare to fight hard at the moment, and just moved and dodged. He expected that the moves were complicated and there was no guarantee that the nine people would not make mistakes. He would only wait for them to panic at their feet.
Although the skill of forming a formation is to gather the power of many people, as long as one point goes wrong and the formation is broken, the power will not be as powerful as the power of one person.
But who would have expected that these nine people were extremely skilled in cooperating, and after fighting for a long time, there was no flaw in this formation.
They finished using the "Danfeng Chaoyang" move, followed by "Thundering Thunder Booming Wood", "Nezha Naohai", "Wuding Kaishan" and other moves, one after another, and they came out one after another. This "Thundering Thunder Booming Wood" move
"Five Ding Kaishan" is a very domineering move, and "Nezha Naohai" is also a very dexterous move. The nine people formed a group in threes and threes, and the three moves alternated back and forth, and the shadows of the sticks flew. It was like they had hundreds of arms.
Like a thousand hands.
Qiao Zhenyue saw that there were no flaws in the moves of these nine people, and was determined to win in a dangerous situation. He stopped evading, gathered his energy and raised a pair of red palms, and rushed straight towards the leading monk soldier. The monk soldier saw a pair of blood-red palms pressing towards him, and his heart
The next moment I was shocked, I didn't know what move he was using. He suddenly raised the stick in his hand and switched from smashing to sweeping, trying to protect his chest.
When Qiao Zhenyue saw him changing his moves, he immediately stretched out his left hand to grab the head of the stick, and struck it with his right hand in the middle of the stick. The thick stick immediately broke into two pieces. Without waiting for the monk soldier to react, he tiptoed and was like a tiger descending down the mountain.
Coming out of the Shaolin stick formation, these two moves were so fierce and swift that the monks and soldiers were shocked.
But there was no time to surprise them. Qiao Zhenyue opened the gap and used "Thunder Strike Seven Stars" with his hands. He hit the other Shaolin disciples beside him with the force of thunder. This was originally an extremely fast move, but the other Shaolin disciples were too tall.
Using the move "Iron Bull Plowing", eight scepter sticks were guarded in front of him, like a copper wall and an iron wall, unable to get close to him.
"Brother Tongbei, take the stick!" As he spoke, a Shaolin disciple threw the stick in his hand to the leading monk soldier.
Monk Tongbei, a "dry land plucker" leaped into the air to catch the stick. He twisted his body from the air and used his waist strength to perform a move of "driving the clouds and chasing the moon". This move was extremely beautiful. Qiao Zhenyue saw it.
He also secretly praised in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the face of the Tongbei monk. He saw that this monk had a complexion like yellow iron, two sparse eyebrows, and his eyes were dull. Although he was fighting for life and death, he seemed to
It's like he can't even lift his spirits.
Although the monk's eyes were dull, the moves in his hands were indeed unambiguous. "Push the window to look at the moon" and "White Ape Asking for Directions" were one move after another. The moves were powerful and powerful, and there were eight fellow disciples behind him who were raiding the formation.
For a time, he became more and more courageous, charging forward without retreating.
When Qiao Zhenyue saw him like this, the strength in his hands increased even more, and the bright red color on his palm spread from his wrist to his elbow, as if stained with blood.
When the palms and sticks met, there was only a muffled sound. The flower blossomed in the middle of the stick, and it was already shortened into two pieces.
"Here comes the stick!" Monk Tongbei shouted and took another stick in his hand.
When a stick comes out, a palm also comes out, and the stick of discipline blooms in its midst.
"Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on!"...
Tongbei shouted seven times to bring the stick, and the seven sticks bloomed one after another under Qiao Zhenyue's palm.
Seeing that Senior Brother Tongbei was defeated, Monk Shunxin saw everyone grabbing the sword without noticing and ran towards Shuang'er, intending to take her hostage and threaten Qiao Zhenyue. However, Qiao Zhenyue's eyes were like lightning, and he just moved.
Then he was discovered by Qiao Zhenyue. Qiao Zhenyue put his feet down and used the Beggar Clan's unique light skill "Wind and Thunder Walk". His body flashed and bursts of wind-breaking sounds were heard, like thunder. He jumped behind Shun Xin in just two steps.
A giant palm grabbed Shunxin's shoulder and threw him into the air like a flag.
Everyone was shocked when they saw Qiao Zhenyue's light kung fu, and they were even more shocked when they saw him picking up Shunxin like he was throwing a chicken away. They already knew that they were no match for the man in front of them, and they were all at a loss.
A dejected attitude.
"A good man with good skills, let me ask for advice."
When the sound falls, people appear.
The person who came was wearing a purple gold cassock, holding a thick Zen staff in his hand, his long eyebrows were drooped, his eyes were closed, and he only opened his eyes to observe the surrounding situation.
"Sir, you're here!" When Tongbei saw the old monk, he hurried to get his luggage, his attitude was extremely humble.
This old monk is the first Yuan Rong of Shaolin Yonghua Hall, the owner of the Shaolin brothel.
Qiao Zhenyue saw that the old monk was boasting about his arrogance and held a hundred kilograms of Zen staff in his hand. He also heard Monk Tongbei calling him the leader. He knew that this old monk must be an extremely important figure in the Shaolin Temple. He thought that after all, he was here to ask for help from Shaolin this time.
, it’s better not to get into a stalemate and immediately want to grab your luggage.
But the old monk obviously didn't want to give up. Without waiting for Qiao Zhenyue to salute, he had already killed him with the "holding the sky with one hand" move. He was holding a hundred kilograms of Zen staff, but the momentum of the attack was not reduced at all. His wide cassock was flying behind him like a majestic.
He pounced on Qiao Zhenyue like an eagle swooping over the ground.
"Old man, please give me some advice. Your Excellency has a brilliant idea!"
