Chapter 215 Dialogue on the Beauty of Thoughts

In fact, don't blame Xuanci for thinking this way, Zhang Yuzhu's performance was really amazing.

As soon as he appeared in the world, he immediately became a powerful figure in the world, and he was still a killer.

Besides, no one's strength is born, it must be taught by someone, and looking at Zhang Yuzhu's tall figure, and there are rumors in the world that Zhang Yuzhu is invulnerable.

The more Xuan Ci thought about it, the more he felt that the martial arts Zhang Yuzhu had practiced might be the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill, one of the four great magical skills of the Shaolin Temple, or the Golden Bell Shield.

"Almsgiver Zhang," Xuanci thought of this, "don't read it now!"

"How about the two of us come and have a couple of moves?"

As soon as Xuanci said these words, the monks of the Xuan generation who were present were immediately confused. Abbot Xuanci had not touched anyone for a long time!

What's more, with the presence of a group of eminent monks of the Xuan generation, there was no need for Xuan Ci to take action.

He is the abbot of Shaolin Temple!

How can any leader of a faction take matters into his own hands?

Unless that sect has completely declined, the leader will be left to support the appearance!

Just like Yue Buqun in Huashan Mountain, when Huashan Mountain fell, he was the only master left. When someone came to visit him, he was the only one who stood out!

As for letting other disciples of Huashan take action, that would be self-inflicted humiliation.

"Brother Abbot!"

A great monk stood up and said, "I'll just go through two moves with Donor Zhang!"

How come Xuanci doesn't understand how his junior brother protects him?

However, Xuanci had other plans.

"Xuanku," Xuanci shook his head at Xuanku, "Sit down first!"

"I have my own plan!"

However, Xuanci wanted to see if Zhang Yuzhu's martial arts were Shaolin's martial arts. If it was really Shaolin's martial arts, then Zhang Yuzhu's identity as the successor of the eminent Shaolin monk would be in doubt.

In particular, the scripture that Zhang Yuzhu recited was the Yi Jin Jing. Did Zhang Yuzhu practice the Yi Jin Jing?

Zhang Yuzhu also looked at Xuanci in confusion, why did this old monk suddenly plan to have a fight with him?

What does this mean?

"good!"

But, a fight?

Zhang Yuzhu is not afraid, he just used his own strength to shock the Shaolin Temple and let them know how powerful he is, and then they will obediently take out the original copy of Yi Jin Jing.

"Abbot Xuanci!"

Zhang Yuzhu stood up, "I won't fight back. I will stand here and let you beat me. If you can hurt me, then I will lose!"

"I won't mention the Yi Jin Jing thing again!"

"If I win, I must have a look at the Yi Jin Jing!"

"good!"

Xuanci immediately agreed amidst everyone's puzzled looks.

The key is that what Zhang Yuzhu said is really too hurtful. Why am I standing here and letting you hit me? If you can hurt me, let me take a look at the Yi Jin Jing.

Xuan Ci is not a fool, he is also a well-known master in the world.

How could he bear this?

Buddhas all have fire, not to mention Xuanci, the flower monk who has violated the precepts of killing and lust?

"Donor, be careful!"

Xuanci looked at Zhang Yuzhu who was standing there, but he wanted to teach him a lesson. Zhang Yuzhu was really too arrogant.

However, considering his own guess, Xuanci only used 50% of his power. He was really afraid of destroying Zhang Yuzhu, who was probably the hope of Shaolin's future!

"boom!"

Xuanci looks very old, but his martial arts is quite strong.

I saw Xuanci clenching his hands into fists, and there was a faint golden light on his hands.

This is the ultimate expression of King Kong Fist.

Being able to practice the King Kong Fist to such an extent can be regarded as one of the few masters in Shaolin.

The fist hit Zhang Yuzhu directly.

Those monks of the Xuan generation saw that the Great Vajra Fist had hit Zhang Yuzhu's body, and they immediately knew that the situation was decided.

No one can resist Abbot Xuanci's supreme Vajra Fist.

To be disrespectful, even if Bodhidharma were alive, it would be impossible for him to resist this powerful Vajra Fist.

However, the next scene immediately shocked everyone.

What did they see?

The abbot's Great Vajra Fist stopped three inches away from Zhang Yuzhu's body, as if it was blocked by an invisible shield, and it was difficult to advance even an inch.

"boom!"

Then, Xuanci felt an extremely powerful counter-shock force. Before he could react, this huge force directly knocked him upside down.

Fortunately, he only used 50% of his strength, otherwise, he would have returned to his original position and taken a few steps back.

It is very likely that he will be knocked away directly, or even killed!

"Brother Abbot!"

"Brother Abbot!"

"Brother Abbot!"

Seeing this scene, all the eminent monks of the Xuan generation present stood up and rushed towards Xuanci.

"I'm fine!"

Xuanci calmed down the boiling Qi, blood and chaotic Qi on the spot, and then said to the concerned people.

Seeing Xuanci's face regain its rosiness, these monks of Xuanci generation finally calmed down.

However, they also have nothing to say!

There's really no way to say it.

Shaolin Temple wants face, and these eminent monks of the Xuan generation also want face.

Zhang Yuzhu stood still and endured Xuanci's punch. Then, Xuanci was shocked and injured. What could they say?

If this spreads out, wouldn't it mean that Shaolin Temple is bullying others?

Or is it that the abbot Xuanci of Shaolin is not good at learning and is not worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin?

After all, Shaolin Temple is a martial arts sect. The leader must have a high level of cultivation. If it is not high, how can it be possible to suppress any dissatisfaction?

"Amitabha!"

Xuanci calmed down his complicated mood and sang the Buddha's name loudly.

"I wonder who my little friend is studying under?"

"I practiced it myself!"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Xuan Ci, wondering what he meant by asking, but he didn't tell lies. In this world, his martial arts was naturally practiced by himself, without any apprenticeship!

"Can you practice it yourself?"

After all, Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin. Listening to Zhang Yuzhu's words, there is no big surprise. After all, in his heart, Zhang Yuzhu is a peerless genius.

The peerless genius given to Shaolin by Buddha.

"Zhang Donor,"

Xuanci was silent here for a moment, "After all, letting you watch the Yi Jin Jing is of great importance. I need to discuss it with all the junior brothers!"

"good!"

Zhang Yuzhu is not afraid of Xuanci's regret. Zhang Yuzhu has already tested Xuanci's strength just now.

This group of monks of the Xuan generation cannot be Zhang Yuzhu's opponent even if they fight together.

Of course, the old monk hiding in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple does not count.

As for whether it can be fought?

You need to fight it before you know it. After all, the three-foot air wall is no joke.

If calculated according to the dimensions of the Song Dynasty, a three-foot air wall would be close to one meter!

Use your own inner strength to put one meter of protection around yourself!
To be continued...