Chapter 343 A body without leakage, a golden body that is indestructible

"The young monk Ziren was so miserable that it took him ten years to push the golden bell to the thirteenth floor. Finally, he didn't embarrass his master!"

Yuan Hui said the words of Versailles that were so angry that everyone was so angry that they all wanted to block the mouth of the showing off little monk.

"No!"

Cheng Kun retorted loudly, leaning forward and looking very excited. Everyone didn't know why and looked at him, hoping that he could answer their questions.

"Although the golden bell has thirteen layers, there has always been a person who has been cultivating the chain since ancient times and the present!"

Cheng Kun lurked in the Shaolin Temple for decades, which was not a waste of time. Although he had not practiced the five great magical skills of Shaolin, his understanding of Shaolin's magical skills was not comparable to that of ordinary people. Tibetan Scriptures

He had read countless secrets about Shaolin's magical skills in the pavilion, and he naturally understood that the difficulty of practicing Shaolin's Golden Bell was second to none.

"I wonder who that person is?"

Zhao Min was a woman who was not ruthless and well-armed. Naturally, she was curious about the secrets of martial arts and asked Cheng Kun.

"The founder of Shaolin Zen, Bodhidharma!"

Cheng Kun stared at Yuan Hui closely, observing the changes in Yuan Hui's expression, hoping to prove that Yuan Hui was lying.

Cheng Kun's actions were in vain. When Yuan Hui heard Bodhidharma's name, her expression did not change at all, as if it was not worth mentioning.

"It is said that Bodhidharma has cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to the thirteenth level, and his physical body has reached the ultimate level. He is invincible in the sky. There is no shield door, so he has a leak-free body. He can be buried in the earth with just one breath.

, The tortoise rests for seven nights in July and does not die. The true water and fire do not invade the body, the poison does not penetrate the intestines, the sword does not hurt, the dharmas do not touch, the golden body is indestructible, and it transcends the ordinary and becomes a saint."

Cheng Kun described the terrifying aspects of the Great Perfection state of the Golden Bell Cover one by one. Everyone was fascinated and admired the state of Bodhidharma.

"How could Keke achieve such a realm in just ten years?"

Cheng Kun mistook Yuan Hui and asked him if he couldn't believe what Yuan Hui said, let alone didn't want to believe it.

"Is it possible that Ziren is even better than Bodhidharma?"

Yuan Hui's smile didn't look straight, and she didn't look like a monk at all.

Everyone also shook their heads, and they did not want to believe that the little monk in front of them, who did not have the temperament of a monk, could have the same high legs as Patriarch Bodhidharma.

"What nonsense!"

"I'm not ashamed to brag!"

Zhao Min looked at Yuan Hui, who still showed no expression, and couldn't help but spat at Yuan Hui shamelessly.

"Amitabha, is this young monk a monk? Monks do not lie!"

Yuan Hui suddenly put away the smile on her face, clasped her legs together, bowed to everyone, her expression was solemn, and she was smiling.

Zhao Min looked at the puzzling monk in front of him and felt vaguely convinced, but then he shook his head vigorously and got rid of the ridiculous idea.

"It doesn't matter what state I am in, let's talk about it after the fight!"

At this time, Ah San was filled with hatred for Yuan Hui because of his senior brother's injury, so he didn't wait for anyone to react and bullied him again. With luck and skill, his legs moved towards Yuan Hui's major joints. His finger strength was amazing, and he was extremely ferocious.

There were finger marks all over the body, and it was full of afterimages. If an ordinary person got hit by one, he would either die or be disabled.

Yuan Hui raised her eyes and walked towards Ah San's powerful diamond finger, letting Ah San's fierce attack fall on her.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were constant sounds of fighting, and the monk's robe that Yuan Hui was wearing was shattered, and the scattered steps blocked everyone's sight.

Only when the broken rags fell to the ground did everyone see the situation clearly.

Yuan Hui was wearing a tattered monk's robe, and the dense holes exposed her tender red skin, like a girl who had been molested by a big man. And Ah Thirty's fingers were all twisted, and blood continued to flow out. It was extremely miserable, as if she had been raped by a big man.

Torture tortured the general.

"I'll beat you up. Why do you want to destroy the young monk's clothes? Can the young monk be a poor monk who has no money and only carries that monk's robe with him?"

Yuan Hui lowered her head and glanced at the monk's robe, and glared at Ah San with some dissatisfaction. She was very dissatisfied with his behavior, thinking that he did not follow martial ethics and fought to tear off his clothes. This was simply not the behavior of a street shrew.

Ah San was enduring inhuman pain at this time, unable to speak. There was cold sweat all over his forehead and body, and his clothes were soaked. His whole body was trembling slightly, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the muscles on his face were clenched tightly. Hearing Yuan Yuan's words

Hui's teasing made me feel extremely aggrieved but unable to refute.

Zhao Min frowned and glanced at Ah Er and Ah San. He was not worried about their injuries. After all, the secret medicine of the Vajra Sect is the black jade intermittent ointment. It has a miraculous effect on bone injuries. Just apply it back and it should be able to recover.

As before, although the injuries of the two of them could be cured, Yuan Hui was really difficult to deal with. Zhao Min didn't know if he and others could capture Dong Yuan Hui, and even if they could capture Dong Yuan Hui, they didn't know if they could.

He has plenty of energy left to attack the six major sects and Mingjiao.

"Two masters, let's have some fun too!"

Zhao Min looked at the two elders Xuan Ming in front of him and told him that his safety did not need their protection at this time, and he could not seek help from Dong Fang Hui.

"No, Princess!"

Hebiweng and Luzhangke ducked in front of Yuan Hui, not daring to be careless. They gave full recognition to Yuan Hui's strength. After all, they had learned from the past and had to take precautions.

As brothers, Xuanming and Luzhangke are lustful, and Hebiweng is good at wine. They are excellent in martial arts and are good at using the Xuanming Divine Palm with cold external force. They are keen on fame and fortune and join Ruyang Prince's Palace to drive them. However, they are not in the palace.

The strongest high legs.

The two studied together since childhood, and have never been separated for a day in decades. Neither of them has wives or children. It can be said that they work together seamlessly. They have always been inseparable and have a perfect understanding. Just a wrong glance can tell you that they are wrong.

Fang’s thoughts.

The two nodded, Hebiweng nodded, and his figure flashed, appearing behind Yuan Huifou. He turned his legs and a iron judge pen appeared in his legs, while Luzhangke also held his dragon-head crutch tightly.

In the legs, they accepted the lesson just now and did not want to miss the enemy with their bare legs, so they took out all their weapons.

Yuan Hui glanced at the two of them, stretched out her legs, swung her legs, and called out to stop.

"Wait a minute, he is so naked, does he really lose the dignity of a monk?"

"Can you show off your clothes and let him change into something else?"

The two elders, Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming, were stunned when they heard this. In the midst of a life-and-death decision, Fang Hui was very thoughtful about changing clothes. Should he be said to be a highly skilled person, or should he be said to be too simple?

Although the two elders Xuanming and Ming were highly skilled in martial arts, their character was woeful and despicable. The two looked at each other wrongly, and Luzhangke nodded in agreement.

"Can!"

"Thank you then!"

Yuan Hui put her legs together and politely thanked Luzhangke, as if she had never thought that Luzhangke would deceive her.

"Dongjiji, go change clothes!"

The deer stick man waved his dragon-headed cane unceremoniously and hit Fang Hui's Tianmen head-on. The crane pen man behind him quickly pointed the critical point of Fang Hui's back with his official pen.
Chapter completed!