Reflect the world

Chapter 734 If you want to practice magical skills, you must first come from the palace (second change)
Shaolin Temple burns incense and worships Buddha every day, and worships Buddha and Bodhisattva every day.

Now a person pops up suddenly, saying that he is a Buddha, which is simply scolding.

"The benefactor is too sweet...the benefactor really likes to joke."

Looking at the long knife that suddenly appeared in Tang Xuanming's hand, he felt that terrifying aura that made the hair stand on end.

The old monk's originally angry face suddenly smiled brighter than Hua'er.

A group of monks who had other thoughts in their hearts calmed down suddenly.

"Well, that's right."

Tang Xuanming nodded in satisfaction, and said at ease: "I'm not kidding anymore, let's talk about serious things. Shaolin and I have a lot of connections. I have always admired Shaolin in my heart."

"I believe in your evil."

The old monk had a smile on his face, and he glanced at Tang Xuanming quietly, saying that he was friendly, but Tang Xuanming didn't intend to take back the knife in his hand at all, and the feeling of glowing on his back was still clear.

"Is this because you have a good impression of Shaolin?"

A group of monks are complaining, and now they are all pointing at us with knives. If they feel bad, they will kill everyone.

"I didn't mean anything else by bringing the Tathagata God's Palm here. I just want you to see if the ancient Bodhi tree I snatched from the Western Regions looks good?"

"It's beautiful and beautiful. It naturally breeds the supreme and wonderful Dharma of Buddhism, half dry and half prosperous, showing the mystery of life and death, and the supreme treasure of Buddhism."

With a benevolent smile on the old monk's face, he greatly praised the ancient tree. He was looking forward to Tang Xuanming's next words.

Now that the master outline of Tathagata God's Palm has been specially brought to Shaolin Temple, wouldn't it be left for many monks to learn about it?

I have said that I have a good impression of Shaolin Temple, and the foreshadowing is well done. I know how to lift people in flower sedan chairs.

The old monk gave Tang Xuanming a knowing look, and Tang Xuanming returned a knowing look.

Then he grabbed the ancient Bodhi tree and put it into the world where reality and reality intersect in his body.

Old monk: "???"

What the hell is this operation?

"Since it has been certified by the Shaolin Temple and proved that this is not a fake, then I am relieved."

Tang Xuanming patted the old monk's shoulder, looking like two good brothers, and then never mentioned the Tathagata God's Palm General Outline. This sudden turning point flashed the waist of a group of monks present.

Even Chong He was surprised, he could associate this unreasonable young man who didn't have the slightest profound temperament with the figure who spread all over the Western Regions before, with one sword and one Dharma body.

He suspected that if Tang Xuanming continued to operate like this, the group of monks present would take the initiative to fight.

"Could it be that this is his strategy, let Shaolin Temple take the initiative, and then I will suppress them, eliminate the evil thoughts in their hearts, and then look for the traces left by Abbot Kongwen little by little, maybe go to Wang's house, don't worry about it beforehand." Knowing the details of Abbot Kongwen is fine.

After knowing the specific situation of Shaolin, they must be able to find out where Abbot Kongwen was sealed?As long as Abbot Kongwen is rescued, everything will be easy to deal with. "

Before he finished thinking about it, Tang Xuanming touched the old monk's bald head and said, "Do you want it? If you want it, just say it? If you don't tell me, how do I know you want it? If you want it, you can say it." Just tell me loudly, so that I can know what's in your heart."

Chong He frowned when he saw the well-mannered old monk, clenched his skinny fists, and there was a faint golden light flickering on them.

"I'm afraid something will happen if you continue like this..."

Tang Xuan clearly didn't realize it, and laughed loudly: "I'm just joking with you! I have an old acquaintance in Shaolin, and I plan to give him the Tathagata Palm. As long as [-], the Tathagata Palm will be taken home."

A group of people had black lines all over their heads, and they didn't want to talk to Tang Xuanming.

But he also quickly found the little monk Tang Xuanming had mentioned.

Meng Qi looked dazed and innocent, looking at a scary senior monk with gray beard and eyebrows, and some old monks who were losing all their teeth.

The eyes of these old monks were shining when they looked at him, which made his heart pound.

"Have all these old monks eaten I love a piece of firewood? This look is so scary, I feel like I am reading a peerless magic book, will I be raped, should I resist?"

When he saw his master Xuan Bei's eyes were also shining, looking at him with the eyes of peerless magic, Meng Qi's heart collapsed a little.

"This body is handsome and handsome, and he can be regarded as a handsome man among ordinary people. However, Shaolin Temple has never had a female disciple for so many years. Many of the world-famous 72 unique skills are related to hands. ...Have I discovered Shaolin's incredible secret?

Could it be that they are going to practice kung fu with me today?Do you want to practice the powerful vajra? "

While thinking wildly and making things up, Meng Qi heard the familiar voice of his master Xuan Bei ringing in his ears.

"Disciple, come here, a benefactor thinks you are destined for him, and is going to pass on your peerless miraculous skills."

Meng Qi looked up and was shocked all over.

A group of old monks gathered together, at the center, Tang Xuanming in a white robe stood there with a smile on his face.

Compared with before, Tang Xuanming no longer has that inexplicably powerful Zen charm, but has a more human aura, and even has a familiar feeling to Meng Qi.

"Little monk, are you here?"

Meng Qi hesitated a little, wondering if he should respond to Tang Xuanming.

He started as a Shaolin handyman disciple, and spent most of his time in the Shaolin Temple. The only time he left the temple was with his master Xuan Bei. Logically speaking, he had no chance to meet Tang Xuanming, the reincarnated Buddha who was number one on the list.

If I met Tang Xuanming at this time, I'm afraid there would be a big problem.

While thinking about it, he heard Tang Xuanming speak again with a smile on his face.

"I have a peerless magic skill that I want to teach you. Do you want to learn it or not?"

Meng Qi turned his head to look at his master Xuan Bei. Xuan Bei looked at his nose and his heart with his eyes and nose, with a compassionate expression on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest hint.

He became more and more confused.

"Brother Tang is a character in the mountain village on the western border of the Jin Dynasty. He was unknown in the past 20 years, and he has only been in contact with martial arts for more than a year now. There has never been any doubt about this, and the list of people has also proved this point."

"Why did he come to Shaolin Temple?"

I looked around at the old monks around, and every monk was silent at this time, but the atmosphere was not embarrassing, but there was an inexplicable Zen principle.

"Accept me, the direct descendant of Shaolin, as an apprentice, and teach me peerless magic skills, and these eminent monks don't object, so Shaolin doesn't want to lose face?"

"It's really a peerless magic skill. It's a level higher than the evil sword manual I told you back then. It's the legendary Sunflower Book."

The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, and he almost turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)