It took seven or eight days to arrive in Yuzhou. Because Tian Qi brought two stupid maids, the speed was much slower.

However, along the way, Tian Qi completely understood that Chuntao Xia Ying, a strange guy, had no idea of ​​his own particularity.

First of all, these two people have no understanding of their own strength, and have never faced the enemy head-on from the past to the present.

When encountering a fight, the first reaction is to run away and hide far away. In the White Lotus Sect, he is also very powerful, with low martial arts skills and brain problems, so he is also an alien.

Secondly, these two people have no interest in practicing martial arts. Just know one kind of martial arts. Even the golden bell cover was finally learned.

It’s too complicated and I can’t learn it. For example, the Changchun chapter that Tian Qi gave to them dozens of times, but I can’t learn it.

Never seen such a bad martial arts genius, Tian Qi gave up!

But what is worth being happy about is that the two promised to practice the golden bell cover well, and Tian Qi gave up.

Also, having a clear understanding of the food intake of these two guys, Tian Qi finally understood that not everyone's stomach is the same structure.

These two sisters are different from ordinary people. How can they eat? Tian Qi never saw Xia Ying saying that she had eaten enough.

According to Tian Qi's real-time monitoring, these two people can perfectly digest everything they eat!

This is the natural hole in eating, so Tian Qi and his two people had regular and irregular meals.

In a limited time, how much you can eat depends on Chuntao and Xia Ying's ability.

Tian Qi's requirements for food quality have also become higher, so it is almost impossible to eat steamed buns and pancakes every time.

In just seven days, Chun Tao Xiaying ate Tianqi for 46 taels of silver! Not only can you eat, but you can also drink. How much you drink is a little drunk, and it is not too much to lose a thousand cups.

The roads on the Songshan Mountain are relatively flat, and those who farm at Shaoshi Mountain can already see one big bald scoop after another.

Chuntao was carrying a package, while Xia Ying was holding a horizontal knife and following Tian Qi.

The thousand-year-old temple naturally has its own extraordinary features. In a farmer’s house at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, I also heard about Shaolin’s correct style from local villagers.

But Xia Ying still had prejudice against the monk in her heart, and Chuntao didn't care. It was not her style to have such leisure.

"Young Master, are we going to make trouble? Or worship the mountain?" Chuntao was a little curious.

A day ago, I received the news that Ali entered Mangshan. Tang Yan was following up in real time, but she had already arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and would definitely not turn around and leave.

Tian Qi probably knew what the Martial Emperor Palace wanted to do in Mangshan. Ali was not a fool and would not fall into the other party's trap.

"The debt collector." Tian Qi looked at the long stairs in front of him. These ancient sects like to make the mountain gate as grand as possible.

Monks are no exception. The bluestone Buddha statue on the hillside is obvious to have been around for many years.

Chuntao tried it, but she couldn't move it, but Tian Qi easily carried it on her shoulders and walked step by step to the gate of Shaolin Mountain.

There is no need to inform Tian Qi at all. The famous Eighteen Bronze Man Formation was welcomed.

The eighteen neat masters all looked golden.

However, Tian Qi could see that these people were not masters from outsiders, but had practiced some kind of combined attack technique.

The golden paint on the outer body is something that can form a hard body outside the body with true energy. It should be the secret method of Shaolin Temple.

Tian Qi threw the Buddha statue high up and threw it into the temple from the air. The Vajra Immortal Body activates and jumps into the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation.

Just as he jumped in, Tian Qi could clearly feel an obscure sense of restraint.

I still underestimated this famous formation, the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, which can block the energy of the weather in this formation.

If the great master blocks the state of unity between man and nature, the great master will be trapped in this formation as if he is trapped in a quagmire and cannot be exerted with force.

However, Tian Qi's horizontal cultivation level was actually higher than the combined attack power of eighteen people.

In the midst of lightning, Tian Qi's body did not move, and eighteen weapons were successively pointed at the major fatal holes around Tian Qi's body.

The most meticulous thing is the spear head with a cold light in the throat and a heavy hammer on the Baihui point above the head.

"It is said that monks are compassionate, but the attack is not light or serious. What should I do if the injured young master?"

As Xia Ying spoke, she pulled out the sword and rushed towards the big bald men who surrounded Tian Qi and surrounded Wu Yangyang.

Chuntao looked around and had no weapon at all. She picked up a blue brick and waited for an opportunity to wander up.

Originally, Tian Qi was still experiencing the difference between this internal energy and the ordinary internal energy and mental methods supported by Buddha nature.

It has not been seen before, and both of Lekkong, Levan and Tian Qi have also fought against each other, but this is the first time that Tian Qi has seen such a combination of attack skills that rely on Buddhist insights to achieve the same mind and gather the true qi of the eighteen people into one, which is comparable to that of the true qi cultivation of ordinary masters.

These eighteen bronze arhats were in a miserable situation at this moment. On the surface, they had the upper hand and Tian Qi seemed to be locked by the formation.

But in fact, they wanted to pull out the weapon that hit Tian Qi, but they found that they could not. They could only rely on their strong internal strength.

Being trapped in hard struggle, if you say it is a fight of true energy, there are more people than fewer people. In theory, monks have the advantage. Tian Qi cannot recover, but monks can.

But the fact is that the true energy that was touching with Tian Qi was slowly melted away, and the loss rate was much faster than the recovery rate.

But at this moment, Tian Qi fell into an enlightenment. If he didn't stop, these eighteen bronze arhats would be exhausted by Tian Qi to death here.

If you hit the Shaolin Mountain Gate, kill the Eighteen Bronze Man with a disagreement. Tian Qi's history of the Demonic Taoism will add another highlight.

What is it called? Blood Hand Man Slaughter? This name may not be enough to represent Tian Qi.

It was a while since Chuntao was about to tell her that, and Chuntao was holding a big hammer with a ferocious face, and a brick was thrown at the back of his head.

In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, Chuntao put in enough effort, and didn't know whether his head was too hard or the brick was too brittle.

The blue bricks in Chuntao's hand were broken into powder, and the monk touched a white air behind him, as if his martial arts had been broken.

He shook Chuntao away from a distance, and Xia Ying, who was holding a horizontal knife, found in a daze that he stabbed the guy holding the long sword in front of him through a transparent manner.

The eighteen bronze men fell to the ground one after another, while Chuntao climbed up from the ground with aching all over her body, watching Xia Ying stare blankly in the spot.

The monk in front of him looked in pain as he lay on the ground and spitted red blood in his mouth.

"Steal...strike...attack!"

After the monk said this, he lay on the ground and stopped talking, and Xia Ying came to his senses.

He pulled out the horizontal sword, looked at Chuntao foolishly, and said aggrievedly: "I don't know, I want to pick his tendons, but he bumped into him by himself, so I can't blame me."

Chuntao hurriedly took out a square scarf from his arms, wiped the horizontal knife cleanly, and then sheathed it steadily.

The monks on the ground slowly stood up and looked at the two nervous women with strange eyes.

But when he stepped forward to check the person who had been stabbed in his junior brother, his face darkened.

"Dead!"

Seventeen bronze men with ferocious faces looked at Chuntao Xiaying, and their eyes were filled with the intention of subduing demons.
Chapter completed!