Sign In To Shaolin Abbot - Chapter 200

Master Lin and Li Wentian are both the strong men in the later stage of Jindan.

And both have unique skills.

They are also the martial arts and Tianjiao of an era.

The power of the fight between them and the collision of martial arts strength is very terrible.

Especially when the two people were competing with each other for internal Qi, and the vigorous wind and strong Qi surged, the center of their struggle was to throw in a hard granite stone.

It will turn into powder in an instant.

But what everyone didn’t expect was that the old monk Wuming, who looked weak and even in his old age.

Sick and trembling, he was in full view of the public.

He went straight to the center of the vigorous wind generated by the wrestling.

Completely ignored, master Lin and Li Wentian, the two strong martial arts men in the golden elixir period.

It’s so casual.

Then Wuming has nothing to do.

Lord Lin and Li Wentian, their surging internal Qi is like a clay ox entering the sea and beating on cotton.

There is no focus at all.

Both Lin and Li Wentian looked frightened, as if they had seen a ghost.

Stand up immediately.

I looked at the old monk and realized his name.

The two men stopped at the same time. The strong wind roared and the vigorous wind disappeared without a trace.

At the moment, in the Sutra Pavilion, the old monk Wuming also has the leader of the Lin family and Li Wentian. Outside the Sutra Pavilion, there are four generations of disciples of Jue generation.

There are also elders and elite disciples of aristocratic families in Beiyuan house.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the old monk as if he had seen a ghost.

Now.

The air was extraordinarily silent.

“Amitabha.”

The old monk Wuming announced a Buddha’s name. Seeing that both of them had stopped, he went straight to clean up.

Move slowly and tidy up all the overturned skill scripts one by one.

It seems that what just happened is not a great event at all.

“Unexpectedly, a little Shaolin has such a worldly expert as his predecessors.”

Master Lin couldn’t help taking a breath. He could see that the strength of the old monk’s Enlightenment was definitely above him.

Moreover, the level of martial arts is so high that he can’t catch up with it all his life.

Just now, there was a deadly battle between him and Li Wentian.

In front of the old monk Wuming, he was like two children playing, and they were like mole ants in front of him.

Even Wu Ming disdains to fight.

This is definitely an expert, and a really powerful expert at the ceiling level!

In today’s world, this is already a strong man who stands at the peak and overlooks the whole world.

Lord Lin’s heart is full of fear at the moment.

How could such a worldly expert with a ceiling level be in such a remote area of Shaolin?

“I’ve seen you, master.”

Li Wentian was relieved and respectfully saluted the old monk Wu Ming.

Just now, I had a deadly battle with Lin family leader. He was completely at a disadvantage. If it wasn’t for the critical moment, Wu Ming stood up.

I’m afraid he was defeated and died miserably in the hands of the Lin family leader.

Li Wentian also knew that the old monk in front of him was a real strong man and a real expert.

“Benefactor Li, you have been in Shaolin for more than a month.”

“I sneak into the Sutra pavilion every night at noon and read my Shaolin skill script in a mess…”

The old monk Wuming said helplessly while cleaning up.

Li Wentian was surprised. It turned out that he was hiding in Shaolin this month. What he did and those little moves were watched by the elder.

I think it’s very secret. I think no one knows.

Now I know that I jump up and down like a clown.

This elder knows everything, even Shaolin knows everything, but he always disdains to attack him.

“The younger generation is guilty.”

“It’s not right to disturb the clean place of Shaolin Buddhism…”

Li Wentian directly and honestly knelt down and recognized his mistake.

He was guilty of hiding in Shaolin, and broke into the Sutra Pavilion without permission to read the secret scripts of Shaolin’s martial arts and skills.

He also copied Shaolin’s Tianpin skill [thousand hand Tathagata formula]

This is a thief. This is a great sin. It is an unforgivable sin to put it in other sects.

Secondly, because he provoked so much right and wrong, four millennial inheritance families gathered in Shaoshi mountain to besiege Shaolin, disturbing the clean land of Shaolin Buddhism.

Let Shaolin, who had nothing to do with this grudge, get involved.

“I still remember that night, benefactor Li achieved great success in cultivating his secret skill [bone forging sword] and suffered from the pain of the heart of ten thousand swords and the pain of ten thousand ants eating bones.”

“I couldn’t bear it, so I put a Buddhist essence marrow washing and bone refining method on the fourth floor that the benefactor often reads. I hope the benefactor can calm down and carefully study the enlightenment, but I don’t want the benefactor to abandon it.”

“Now bone poison eats the heart, and it is difficult to eradicate it. The deadline is approaching…”

“What a pity…”

The old monk realized his name and turned to look at Li Wentian. He didn’t mean to blame at all. His face was compassionate and full of pity.

Li Wentian practises secret arts and has achieved great success.

Bone poison is attached to the body and devours the pain of the heart. Originally, I couldn’t bear to understand the name, so I put a Book of [washing marrow and refining bone] in the essence of the Buddhist dharma where Li Wentian often looked.

It is hoped that Li Wentian can calm down, carefully study and understand the Dharma, and use the supreme Dharma to dissolve the bone poison.

Unexpectedly, Li Wentian looked at it and saw that it was not a martial arts secret script, so he threw it aside with a look of disgust.

Now the bone poison devours the heart, and the immortal is hard to save.

“Elder…”

“Master, do you know the secret of [bone forging sword]?”

“Yes, I’m eager for quick success and instant benefit for revenge. Now I have to suffer the pain of thousands of swords piercing my heart and thousands of ants biting my bones every night…”

“It turns out that this bone poison has a method of dissolving, washing marrow and refining bones… I remember, isn’t that the Buddha…”

Li Wentian was shocked. He was shocked that Wuming knew the secret of [bone forging sword]. He was shocked that Wuming knew his physical condition like the back of his hand.

At the same time, Li Wentian still has regrets in his heart.

Regret that night, he didn’t calm down and read the life-saving [washing marrow and refining bones] method carefully

Li Wentian knows his physical condition and knows that his doomsday is coming, and it is difficult for the gods to save

“Great monk, disciple Jueyuan, please save my second uncle.”

Upon hearing this, Chueh yuan rushed in and knelt in front of the old monk Wuming, pleading.

For Jueyuan, Li Wentian is his only relative in the world.

“Alas…”

The old monk Wuming sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Now even he can’t do anything about the bone poison in Li Wen’s celestial body. He raises his hand with a silent power to moisten things.

He helped Chueh yuan up.

Ignoring Chueh yuan, he turned to the Lin family leader and said, “almsgiver Lin, do you have a [sincere question] article on your heavenly Martial Arts [thunder inducing decision]?”