"What are you looking at? He hit the knife by himself, is I going to kill him?" Xia Ying is not a timid, the young master is still here.

"That's right, you are only allowed to kill people, and you are not allowed to kill you? Eighteen hit three, and one of them was killed. Are you right?" Chuntaohu was sobbing and pulled Xia Ying to stand next to Tian Qi.

Tian Qi frowned, opened his eyes and sighed. One day, he would have realized that he could be interrupted by his own people. He did not expect that he would have realized that he could still be interrupted by his own people.

But you have to experience everything, right? A plain life always needs to be a little fun.

But this monk is so unlucky, who can blame him?

Tian Qi took a step forward and walked in front of Chuntao and Xia Ying. Seeing Tian Qi stand out, the two women stopped their chests again, and they became much more confident.

Tian Qi paused for a moment and was about to say something, but the gate of Shaoshi Mountain slowly opened, and several old monks walked out of it, as well as the bluestone Buddha that could be seen sloping deeply on the ground and tilted forty-five degrees.

"Amitabha." The old monk in charge should be Abbot of Shaolin. The monks also shouted the Buddha's name, but they all looked at the unlucky guy who was lying on the ground and motionless.

"How do you Shaolin deal with this situation?" Tian Qi asked modestly, but he couldn't hear the feeling of being modest.

"Young Master, they did it first!" Chuntao pulled the sleeve on the left of Tianqi.

Xia Ying stuttered, "It's... it's him... I bumped into him, I didn't want to kill him."

Tian Qi raised his hand and comforted the two women, "Don't worry, killing someone to pay for his life is a saying in the martial arts world. Monks usually ascend to the Pure Land early. This is because this eminent monk has achieved his cultivation and the Buddha misses him so much, so there is this beautiful misunderstanding."

Xia Ying felt much less guilty. What the young master said makes sense. Isn’t this what Buddhists say?

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, this is considered a successful landing!

Among the high monks in Shaolin, Lekong was also there, but compared to the tense and solemn expressions on the faces of others, Lekong's eyes felt more unbearable.

In martial arts competitions, there will inevitably be casualties. This is the world. Shaolin is a Buddhist sect, and Shaolin is also a world sect.

It's just that someone came to the mountain gate and killed it the first time.

Lezhi turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the eighteen bronze men all left, but one of them was dragged away.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. After thirty years of dying, I will redeem my sins."

Lezhi spoke, but Tian Qi immediately retorted: "No, you Shaolin still accept female relatives?"

Xia Ying was panicked, why did she feel that the young master was going to sell him? She was anxious in this panic and shouted loudly: "I said that I didn't want to kill him. I held up my sword and he bumped into me. I saved him from the sea of ​​suffering. I have no merits. Old monk, you are like the lustful monk in Lianyun Temple!"

Tian Qi smiled. Xia Ying seemed to be really anxious, but what happened to the expressions of the monks in Shaolin Temple?

Could it be that I really have an affair with the monks in Lianyun Temple?

"The monks don't lie, but the female donor will speak nonsense." Lezhi spoke.

The great master of Lezhi is almost perfect. Few people in the world can communicate with him directly, but it is strange that they can argue with Xia Ying here at this moment.

Seeing that the old monk had not given any rules, Tian Qi didn't want to say more, so he spoke again with the same words.

He threw away the Demon Emperor Bloodstone in his hand, "Take the person and hand it over to this thing, Tian doesn't want to make things difficult for Shaolin. Monks also know that it is compassionate."

"Yes, hurry up." Chuntao grabbed Xia Ying who wanted to talk, and then added.

However, Lezhi recited the Buddha's name and shook his head. "The donor's murder is too serious, and the Demon Emperor's Blood Stone is not a good thing."

Tian Qi raised his hand and picked up the bluestone Buddha behind the mountain gate from the air, and steadily blocked the retreat of the monks with it.

"You may feel that you are doing something unaware of it, but I got the news that some people in Shaolin have gone to the Martial Emperor Hall in Mangshan."

Tian Qi clapped his hands: "The Demon Emperor Blood Stone has changed, and you, Shaolin, naturally, have also had a sense of it. It has been fifteen years. I thought that a Dharma Assembly could really eliminate the hostility of the Demon Emperor Blood Stone?"

Lezhi's expression changed. Blood light soared into the sky a few days ago in Shaolin Temple. This seemed to be no secret, but it was not easy to know that Shaolin sent someone to the Wuhuang Palace.

"I have long heard of Master Zhi's skill of picking flowers and fingers, and has a very Buddhist nature. I wonder if Tian might see him today?"

Tian Qi raised his hand, and a breeze rolled up all over his body, and a wisp of willow branches with new green leaves broke in the distance.

Three or five thin goose yellow willow leaves floated steadily beside Tian Qi.

Ye Zhi called the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together, and a golden Buddha appeared behind him, sitting cross-legged.

The Buddha statue seemed to smile slightly, and when the sealed fingers were gently twisted, a strong wind suddenly blew everywhere, and the blowing made people unable to open their eyes.

The petals floated from somewhere, surrounded by the body and hands of the Buddha.

"Namo Amitabha!" Le Zhi sighed deeply, and the fingers of the celestial Buddha's body slanted slightly, and he pointed straight towards the direction where Tian Qi was.

Almost in an instant, a Buddha statue standing tall and strong appeared in Chuntao and Xia Ying's mind.

"Chuntao! Have you seen it?" Xia Ying pulled Chuntao's hand, and Chuntao nodded: "The monk's upper body is open, and it turns out that the lewd monk!"

Tian Qi looked at the two sisters who were very nervous behind him. Sure enough, even the spiritual pressure at the level of the Grand Master could not affect them.

After sighing lightly, behind Tian Qi, a bald figure sitting cross-legged with a swaying figure appeared like that of the Lezhi. However, you could vaguely see a giant tree in Changchun behind him.

"Oh! It's gone, it's gone." Xia Ying exclaimed, and Chuntao discovered that the wise Buddha's body was slowly poking a fingerprint condensed from petals towards Tian Qi.

"Be careful, young master!"

The Buddha's body and celestial phenomena behind Tian Qi opened their eyes, and the three or five willow leaves surrounded by Tian Qi flew out towards the fingerprints.

The willow leaves slowly collide with the flower fingers.

It was as if water dripped into the sea, red and green intersected, and an invisible ripples swept open.

The flat bluestone floor rolled backwards around, and the crackling sounds were endless.

The flower fingers scattered, leaving only a red ground with red leaves, but the three or five willow leaves penetrated deeply into the wise martial arts celestial phenomena.

The golden Buddha body, like a broken porcelain bottle, scattered into residual lights.

However, a blood bead that was not big or small appeared on the middle of Lizhi's eyebrows.

Shaolin exercises are mostly related to Buddhist principles. In other words, understanding and spiritual cultivation are particularly important.

Tian Qi used the wisdom sword of the Great Wisdom Classic to cut off the Buddha's finger of Lezhi. With this moment, Lezhi's years of hard practice will be ruined.

Lefan and Lekong helped Lezhi, but Tian Qi's eyes looked at an old monk in gray clothes sweeping the floor suddenly appeared with a broom on the side.

"The donor is so serious about killing!" The old monk spoke, but did not look at Tian Qi.

But Tian Qi's mouth raised slightly. Indeed, Tian Qi did not stay behind just now. Lezhi's cultivation level could not take over this wisdom sword from the Great Wisdom Classic!

There was a situation where he would definitely die, but he was only seriously injured at this moment. Tian Qi felt a little expectant.

"You are the mysterious master hidden in Shaolin Temple and the old monk who swept the floor in the rumor?"

The monk who swept the floor was suddenly stunned and looked at Tian Qi: "Where did the donor know?"

Tian Qi smiled, how could he know? Ali said that there is usually such a hidden master in Shaolin Temple, either cooking or sweeping the floor. If you are a little more a little bit, you may have practiced a silent meditation and never said a word for a hundred and eighty years. If it is a little more miserable, you may not be blind and have broken hands and feet.
Chapter completed!