Sign In To Shaolin Abbot - Chapter 101

Ji Yuan, the old leader of Wujian mountain villa, was knocked down by Wuzhen’s two fists in succession.

with a bloody nose and a swollen face.

Confused!

Wuzhen still uses the most basic, simple and rough moves.

At this time, Ji Yuan, look at the time when he is over sixty.

My heart is full of horror!

What kind of old monk is this? The day after tomorrow?

This is clearly a senior expert who returns to nature and reaches the highest level of martial arts!

In front of this Buddhist master, he Jiyuan is just a mole ant without backhand like a child.

Ji Yuan, who was full of horror, took a breath in his heart at this time.

Full of shock and awe, he looked at Wuzhen, and his heart was extremely regretful for his previous rudeness.

In remorse, there was a trace of panic and happiness.

He Jiyuan and was not killed on the spot by this senior Buddhist expert.

It’s lucky.

It’s the magnanimous and merciful elder.

“Shaolin!”

“This is Shaolin!”

What made Ji Yuan shudder was that he was a Buddhist master with the most powerful martial arts and the highest level of Taoism.

It’s the eldest disciple of Abbot Xuanxin of Shaolin Temple!

Such an old master who returns to nature is hidden in Shaolin Temple, a poor place with poor aura.

Shaolin abbot Xuanxin’s door, who is willing to be gentle in Nian Jing.

Then Shaolin Abbot Xuan Xin.

Isn’t it

Ji Yuan was more and more surprised. He felt infinite awe and speculation about Shaolin and Xuanxin.

“Grandpa…”

One side was carrying a huge sword and a young thistle sword with black clothes and white hair. At this time, he suddenly reacted.

His grandfather, a martial arts strongman whom he admired infinitely since he was a child.

Even by a man over sixty.

Only the old monk of martial arts duet called me.

And still two fists in the face, simple and rough, directly hit the nose and face.

Mercilessly, down to the ground.

Witnessing this scene brought a great impact on the young Jijian’s heart.

I can’t believe it!

Grandpa Jijian, in his heart, has always been a powerful reliance like a mountain.

How could it be so

For a time, Ji Jian’s heart was out of balance, and he couldn’t believe what was happening at present.

“Die!”

With a roar, Thistle sword pulled out the huge sword on his back.

A sword chopped at Wuzhen.

“No!”

Ji Yuan, lying on the ground, was stunned and shouted anxiously.

A grandson with high hopes.

Unexpectedly, he was out of his mind. The elder master who returned to nature and reached the realm of martial arts in front of him shot.

How can this work?

Ji Yuan’s heart is extremely anxious. His grandson is making a big mistake!

However, in Jiyuan at this time, all the powers possessed by the essence, Qi and God were imprisoned or suppressed.

He is a poor old man with no strength to bind chickens.

There is no way to stop Sun Tzu Jijian from making mistakes.

Bang!

Wuzhen has a set of Shaolin arhat boxing. Taking the basic boxing directly to Jijian is a violent beating.

Bang Bang

When the fist hit the meat, the nose was blue and the face was swollen. A set of combined fists came down, and the thistle sword was beaten into a pig’s head and fell to the ground.

Blood red eyes, staring at the sky.

The heart of his sword collapsed.

There’s a big problem with your mind.

“Hoo.”

Ji Yuan, the old leader of Wujian mountain villa, struggled to get up from the ground.

I can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He can see that this martial artist has reached the realm of perfection and is a senior expert who has returned to nature. He really has no intention of killing their masters and grandchildren.

But I just want to teach them a little lesson.

Moreover, this lesson is really light in the eyes of old villa leader Ji Yuan.

Not even worth mentioning.

He just got two punches, and his grandson Jijian just got a few more punches.

A few punches down, but it’s just a skin injury.

Otherwise, master, if you really lay a heavy hand, you’ll just turn over your hands to kill their masters and grandchildren.

Where can I use this ordinary basic fist technique?

“Master kindness.”

Jiyuan stood up with his hands folded and bowed to Wuzhen with a grateful face.

After all, it was their masters and grandchildren who were rude first. If it weren’t for this broad-minded elder, he would forgive me again and again.

I’m afraid

Looking back, when we just met, the elder did enough etiquette.

They also lowered their attitude. On the contrary, their frivolous and arrogant masters and grandchildren provoked the incident

A comparison of mood is simply a high judgment.

Lao Tzu master Ji Yuan could not help but be a red face.

Feel ashamed and ashamed.

“Amitabha.”

After proclaiming the Buddha’s name, Wuzhen calmed down his mind.

They were beaten, and Wuzhen was out of breath.

“Villa leader, please follow me up the mountain.”

Wuzhen put his hands together, resumed his previous posture and became an insignificant old monk.

Stereotyped, ordinary and unconventional.

At this moment, Wu Zhenming realized what his power came from.

I also know where my chance is.

The bigger the contrast in Wuzhen, the more incredible it is, and the more frightened the old villa leader Ji Yuan is.

Infinite admiration rises in my heart.

“Please lead the way.”

Old villa leader Ji Yuan folded his hands and saluted Wuzhen in front of him.

At this moment, all of a sudden, the powerful and unparalleled power to suppress his cultivation and mind disappeared.

Jiyuan’s essence and spirit were raised again.

But also let Ji Yuan be more cautious and humble in front of Wuzhen.

“Sword.”

“Alas…”

Ji Yuan lowered his head and took a look. His eyes were blankly, and his grandson Ji Jian was red.

He shook his head and sighed.

Who is to blame for the collapse of the sword heart and mental disorder?

Why does Shaolin pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Isn’t it all because of their arrogance and insolence?

Picked up Ji Jian, who was in a trance and looked dull, and the master and sun followed Wu Zhen to Shaoshi mountain.

When you go up Shaoshi mountain, you will see the magnificent Mahavira hall.

Monk Zen academy, bell and Drum Tower, sutra Pavilion

The strong Buddhist flavor makes people feel peaceful, and Jiyuan’s heart suddenly rises with admiration.

A touch of piety appeared on the face!

Although the aura here is poor, it can’t be compared with their Wujian villa.

But it is really a pure place of Buddhism.

Under the leadership of Wuzhen, Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, and Ji Jian, who was in a trance, came to the Abbot’s Zen courtyard.

“Please wait here, villa leader.”

Wuzhen turned around, saluted slightly, and stepped carefully into the Zen Academy.

In this quiet and quiet place.

Breathing slowed down.

“Villa leader, abbot, please.”

Wuzhen entered the Zen hall and soon came out. He raised his hand and invited Jiyuan.

“Thank you, master.”

Ji Yuan quickly saluted Wuzhen respectfully.

He was careful on his face and dared not neglect it at all.

After Wuzhen introduced Jiyuan into the Zen temple, he went down the mountain again.

Jiyuan, on the other hand, holding Jijian, his grandson who was out of his mind, carefully walked into the quiet and quiet Zen courtyard.

Roar

A tiger roared, and suddenly a beautiful tiger appeared in front of him, and his whole body exuded a fierce spirit. The cold and arrogant king tiger eyes looked at the Jiyuan proudly.

“Hiss…”

Ji Yuan was shocked. He couldn’t help taking a breath and exclaimed, “demon… King…”