A monk!
A monk from the Shaolin Temple!
The peerless monk who sweeps the Shaolin Temple!
A monk from the Shaolin Temple!
"Amitabha. Greetings, Master." Abbot Xuan Ci and the other Shaolin Temple's First Seats bowed to the monk.
The Shaolin Temple lacked an eminent monk with unparalleled martial arts skills. The appearance of the monk was just what they wanted.
As for the monk's background, judging from his clothes, he was obviously a monk who served in the Shaolin Temple. He only shaved his head, didn't take a master, didn't impart martial arts, and didn't practice meditation.
As for his peerless martial arts, how did he learn it?
Abbot Xuan Ci and the others didn't want to ask. Firstly, the monk had probably stayed in the Shaolin Temple for many years and hadn't done anything to harm the Shaolin Temple.
Secondly, it was the most important, because even if they wanted to punish the monk, they couldn't do it.
With the monk's profound internal energy condensed into a wall, beating the four of them could be said to be a piece of cake.
Instead of getting to the bottom of it and causing both sides to suffer, it was better to be confused and benefit both sides.
Last time, when Wanjie Lou asked a master of the Xiantian stage to do the task, the Shaolin Temple barely passed the test after gathering all the Eighteen Bronze Men.
It wasn't that the Shaolin Temple didn't have any masters.
Xuan Cheng of the same generation as them had an extraordinary martial arts cultivation. All the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple thought that he was the number one martial artist in the Shaolin Temple in the past two hundred years.
However, in one night, Xuan Cheng's tendons and meridians were suddenly broken and he became a cripple. The number one master of the Shaolin Temple was crippled just like that.
Otherwise, with their background, why would they use the Eighteen Bronze Men to make up the numbers?
The monk nodded slightly and said, "Please rise. I'm just an ordinary monk in the Shaolin Temple. How can I accept your greeting?"
Abbot Xuan Ci and the other three felt a gentle force supporting them from under their arms and they stood up involuntarily.
They also didn't see the sweeping monk make any movements, and they were all amazed. They secretly praised this kind of hidden divine skill, and the strength of the heart. The sweeping monk's martial arts realm in front of them had most likely surpassed the Innate Realm, otherwise how could he use the internal force so well?
The four of them became even more excited. The strength of this sweeping monk was indeed extraordinary.
When Abbot Xuan Ci and the others appeared in Wanjie Lou, the sweeping monk stared at the huge city floating in the sky in a daze. Was this Wanjie Lou?
"The White Jade Capital in the sky, the Five Floors and the Twelve Cities. The immortals caressed my head, tying my hair and receiving immortality … "For some reason, this poem appeared in the monk's mind.
Was the Myriad World Mall formed by the Divine Arts of the Immortals?
The Floor Sweeping Monk followed behind Abbot Xuan Ci. He did not say a word as he watched without blinking. He listened attentively and thought about it attentively. He was completely immersed in the mysteriousness of Wanjie Lou.
Monks, so many monks!
Abbot Xuan Ci looked helpless. Every time there was a major event in Wanjie Lou, there would be so many monks.
The Shaolin Temple was different from other sects. Most people stayed in the Shaolin Temple to chant sutras. Therefore, more than half of the first batch of people who arrived were monks from the Shaolin Temple.
However, soon, Abbot Xuan Ci strode confidently to the abbot of the Shaolin Temple in each world.
He had completely experienced the strength of the sweeping monk. So far, he had not seen any monk whose strength could rival the sweeping monk's.
It was different from the last time when Wanjie Lou required experts in the Advanced Innate Realm, because no one in the Shaolin Temple had found an expert in the Advanced Innate Realm.
It was either the Eighteen Bronze Men or the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle. Through the number of people and formations, the minimum requirement of Wanjie Lou was met.
This time was different. There were no restrictions on the strength of the participants.
However, every time they entered the Legend of the Dark Night world, they had to pay 100 value points. Obviously, every Shaolin Temple would try their best to bring a small group of their strongest experts.
Every Shaolin Temple didn't bring a lot of people. The world of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils had the most monks, with five.
They hadn't been to the Legend of the Dark Night world, so they didn't know the specific strength of vampires and werewolves. Therefore, they didn't dare to bring too many monks. If they brought too few people, they would lose the initiative.
The most pitiful ones were the Shaolin Temple in the world of The Deer and the Cauldron. Abbot Hui Cong and the head of the Prajna Hall, Cheng Guan, were both at the late Lesser Heaven stage and half a step into the Greater Heaven stage.
Abbot Hui Cong had bought a lot of cultivation enhancing pills in Wanjie Lou to raise his strength to the half a step into the Greater Heaven stage. Compared to the other Shaolin Temple, there was a huge gap between them.
"Amitabha. Abbot, long time no see." Master Kong Wen of the Shaolin Temple in the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre chanted a Buddhist mantra and greeted them. His eyes were full of smiles.
The Vajra Demon Subduing Ring only needed Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan to form the formation. Moreover, they were separated, and each of them had the strength of the Greater Heaven stage.
It was far more powerful than the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation. The Eighteen Bronze Men were eighteen people. If each of them had 100 Value Points, that would be one Value Point. It was close to the value of two top-notch secret manuals. It was very likely that they wouldn't even be able to get the book back.
It looked like the Shaolin Temple was going to get the first prize again.
"Amitabha. This old monk greets the Abbot." A foreign monk dressed in a yellow robe walked out from behind the Mongolian Great Khan Mengke. He was extremely tall and skinny. His body was like a bamboo pole, and his forehead was slightly sunken. He looked like a plate.
"So it's the Mongolian Imperial Tutor, Jinlun Fawang." Apart from the Shaolin Temple monks in the world of The Deer and the Cauldron, the Shaolin Temple monks in the other worlds frowned slightly.
There was no enmity between them because they had met their peers.
This feeling was especially strong when you met countless peers. Moreover, there was enmity between the two sides.
The Shaolin Temple originally wanted to besiege the Mongolians. Jinlun Fawang was the Mongolian Imperial Tutor, so their relationship naturally wasn't good.
When the Mongolians knew that they were going to be besieged by the other worlds, they didn't dare to stay in the Great Song. The Mongolian army gradually retreated from the Great Song and changed the direction of attack to the European continent.
The other worlds sent the emperors, but the Condor Couple sent Guo Jing to Wanjie Lou. He was just a Jianghu person and didn't have any say in the imperial court. He couldn't even chase after the retreating Mongolian army.
When the Mongolian army retreated a few hundred miles from Xiangyang City, General Lu Wende, who was guarding the city of Xiangyang, received orders from the imperial court and started to attack the Jianghu people.
Fortunately, Guo Jing had already broken through to the culmination of the Innate Realm. He captured Lu Wende alive and allowed the Jianghu people to retreat.
The entire world of the Divine Condor Heroes was in a mess. All the gangs and sects were in chaos. All the big sects and sects rose up and overthrew the corrupt Song.
Guo Jing also retreated with his family to a valley in Xiangyang City to breed Bodhisattva Snakes.
"As a monk, why don't we see which sect has a better Buddhist Dharma? If you lose, you have to admit that your Dharma is not as good as the Vajra Sect, "Jinlun Fawang said as he looked at everyone.
With the strength of the Mongolian nation, Jinlun Fawang, the number one expert, would naturally be nurtured.
After being strengthened by the strengthening potion, Jinlun Fawang's body's potential was further developed. His Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique even broke through to the eleventh stage.
It could be said that other than the creator of the technique, no one else had reached such a stage. He was naturally confident.
"So what if you lose?" Abbot Xuan Ci said expressionlessly. Back then, when the Shaolin Temple proposed to besiege the Mongolians, he was the one who started it.
"The Vajra Sect will give each temple a bottle of strengthening potion. How about that?" Jinlun Fawang said with disdain. Do you have the ability to take it?
He naturally knew about the situation of the Shaolin Temple. Other than the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring in the world of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre, which was a threat to him, the rest were nothing.
What's more, the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring was a formation. It was too flexible. It was good for defense but not good for offense.
"Golden Wheel Wisdom King, what you practice is a Buddhist cultivation technique. Buddhist cultivation techniques focus on strengthening the body, protecting the Dharma and subduing the devils."
"You have to be compassionate and benevolent. If you don't use Buddhism as your foundation, you will definitely hurt yourself when you practice martial arts."
"You have to know that Buddhism saves the world and martial arts kills. The two are diametrically opposed. Almsgiver's state of mind is already unstable. If you don't practice Buddhism diligently, the demons in your heart will arise and you will not be able to control yourself." At this moment, the sweeping monk behind Abbot Xuan Ci raised his head and looked at Jinlun Fawang as he slowly said.
Everyone looked towards the direction of the voice and stared at the sweeping monk. His eyes were blank and lifeless. He was completely like an old monk with one foot in the grave.
Jinlun Fawang felt that his Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique had broken through to the eleventh stage.
None of the monks of the Shaolin Temple were his match. Naturally, they had no respect for the sweeping monk. They thought that he was pretending. He said coldly, "What do you mean unstable state of mind and the demons in your heart will arise? Grandmaster's words are too frightening. "
"When practicing Buddhist martial arts, if you don't use the compassionate Buddhist techniques to neutralize it every day, the evil energy will penetrate deep into your organs. It will become more and more powerful than any external poison by a hundred times."
"Jinlun Fawang is a disciple of Buddhism. Even though he is proficient in Buddhism, his martial arts are achieved too quickly. It is difficult for the Buddhist techniques to neutralize the evil energy that comes from practicing Buddhist martial arts." The sweeping monk shook his head slightly. His eyes were full of pity and pity.
Even though the other monks of the Shaolin Temple felt that the sweeping monk's Buddhist techniques were profound, they saw that the sweeping monk's eyes were dull and his body was dry. He didn't have the temperament of a high monk. He couldn't be said to be an exceptional master.
"Let's just fight." Jinlun Fawang knew that he couldn't argue with the sweeping monk and said angrily.
When we leave Wanjie Lou, we will definitely let you know who is truly profound in Buddhism.
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