Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

The Great Manjusri Staff Technique.

The top-notch martial arts that Bodhi Temple specializes in.

It is famous for its great power and high difficulty in practice.

So when the monks from the two temples in the north and south practiced, they would exchange and verify from time to time.

As a result, the head of Bodhi Temple was killed halfway through the exchange in the north.

If that were the case, it would be fine.

But the problem is Monk Liaocheng.

Back then, there were not only three Liaos in Southern Shaolin, but four Liaos:

Laojie, Liaokong, Liaofan and Liaocheng.

Among them, Liaocheng was the youngest.

His talent was also extremely high.

Before he turned thirty, he had mastered the [Dharma Internal Power] which was only slightly inferior to the Yijin Jing.

At the same time, he also practiced the [Vajra Finger] and other finger techniques to perfection.

He was hailed as the future head of the Arhat Hall of Southern Shaolin.

Such a genius left.

This is a real blow to Shaolin Temple.

"The devil."

Xinmei is here.

With the care of the senior monks of Shaolin Temple, he would have recovered long ago.

This is because his obsession is too deep and too paranoid.

Shaolin has been hiding him all this time.

Today is a big day.

No one paid attention to it.

I never thought that he would walk out of the courtyard and happened to hear about this.

"Speak!"

Xinmei fell in front of the monks, faced Ren Woxing, and asked: "How is my poor disciple?"

Yes.

Monk Liaocheng is his disciple.

It is his most proud achievement.

The departure of Liaocheng has been a worry for Xinmei for many years.

"Poor?"

"After he saw the glamorous world outside, he completely lost himself."

Ren Woxing sneered: "He has now restored his original name, Luo Jusheng. Oh, by the way, he is now the sworn brother of Cao Zhengchun, the governor of the East Factory."

Ren Woxing's attitude was casual.

But everything was deliberate.

"What?"

The heroes were in an uproar.

Although the heroes did not like the court.

But the problem is that the current governor of the East Factory has power over the court and is notorious.

Monk Liaocheng, no, he should be called Luo Jusheng now.

It's okay for him to fall into the underworld.

He can't tell right from wrong.

He helped the tyrant.

He simply trampled on the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

"Impossible."

"My disciple will never be so depraved."

Xinmei's emotions were a little out of control.

Liaojie, Liaokong and Liaofan looked at each other.

Liaokong and Liaofan approached quietly.

Just want to persuade Xinmei, whose evil thoughts were beginning to grow again.

"Slander!"

"You must be destroying the reputation of my Shaolin!"

Xinmei seemed to have grasped the clue.

Her eyes became fierce.

Her eyes also changed a little.

"Interesting."

Ren Woxing showed an interested expression as if he had discovered a new world.

"Demon."

"Stay here for now."

Xinmei's eyes were already red, like a wrathful king.

The aura of her whole body was also rising.

The aura sank.

He thrust out his palm.

Originally, this kind of fair and just attack could not threaten Ren Woxing.

But the power of this palm was so great.

It was like a thousand-pound boulder flying and smashing.

Ren Woxing had no expression on his face.

He rejected it with a flat palm.

Bang!

The true energy exploded.

Xinmei's robes and other clothes were instantly shattered.

But Xinmei didn't care and thrust out a palm.

The true energy, which was more ferocious than before, instantly squeezed the air to pieces.

The piercing sonic boom attacked again with destructive force.

However,

Ren Woxing pointed his finger.

It hit the palm of his hand.

Poof...

Blood spurted out from Xinmei.

But Ren Woxing did not pursue the victory, but said nonchalantly: "It was this finger technique that defeated your apprentice."

Ren Woxing is now much more powerful than before.

Naturally, it is not something Xinmei can contend with.

Even though his Great Weituo Palm has reached perfection.

Even though he has practiced the Angry Eyed Vidyaraja by chance.

Unfortunately, the result is still the same.

Poof...

Xinmei was stimulated by this.

Sprayed another mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Master."

Liaokong and Liaofan were too lazy to talk nonsense.

Just tapped Xinmei several times.

Then handed Xinmei over to the monk behind him.

"Is it the third time?"

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Ren Woxing still had that condescending attitude.

His skills were so strong.

Even Shangguan Jinhong and Shaolin Fangzheng had to avoid his edge.

If the three did not join forces.

It would be difficult to restore the dignity of Shaolin.

"Abbot."

"You just received the initiation, so let me do it."

Xinjian stood up.

As a master uncle, even if he had more thoughts, he had to express his position.

"No need."

"My nephew has his own plans."

Laojie passed by Kong and Liaofan and faced Ren Woxing directly. (To read the exciting novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Today is no longer just the abbot ceremony.

It is related to the prestige of Shaolin.

Northern Shaolin lost face, Southern Shaolin cannot lose face again.

"You Shaolin are so rude."

"I came here with good intentions to give you gifts, but you want to imprison me."

Ren Woxing shook his head and said disappointedly: "If this is how you Shaolin treats guests, who will dare to make friends with you Shaolin in the future?"

He came here to establish his authority today.

Take advantage of the great opportunity of the gathering of heroes from all over the world.

Replay the glory of the past.

After all, in recent years.

Especially Dongfang BubaiAfter the disappearance, the prestige of their holy religion declined.

Ren Woxing had to seize this opportunity.

"Master Ren's ability to confuse right and wrong is comparable to your martial arts."

"But I don't want to argue with you."

Laijie's momentum was completely released when the last note fell. []

From all directions.

The mountain wind was flowing against the current.

The terrifying energy swept over like a rolling wave.

Ren Woxing's eyes moved.

The true energy was flowing against the current.

Equally matched.

"I can't believe it."

Ren Woxing sighed: "I didn't expect you to reach such a level."

Laijie's skills were so profound that they far exceeded his imagination.

You have to know that his current skills are based on the corpses of countless masters.

But he reached such a wonderful state without making any sound.

It was a little hard for Ren Woxing to accept.

"Too late."

He pointed out with one finger.

This was a very ordinary finger.

No one had worsened the earth-shaking power.

There were not even any changes in the moves, and no hidden tricks.

It was as pure as a child stabbing mud.

But it was just this finger that made the warning signs in Ren Woxing's heart explode wildly.

Demon Finger.

Ren Woxing had already practiced the Devil Palm to perfection.

Fists, palms, claws, and fingers can all be performed.

He can even merge into swords.

A pure, masculine force pierced his powerful but mottled true energy like a dagger.

Ren Woxing retreated.

Crack!

The Buddhist beads on Lejie's wrist suddenly cracked.

Under the transmission of the pure Yang boy's true energy, the eleven Buddhist beads shot out like iron bullets.

This move was novel.

It could even be said to be unexpected.

In an emergency, Ren Woxing condensed his body-protecting Qi.

The shooting Buddhist beads suddenly crashed into pieces all over the sky.

But Lejie came again.

Prajna Palm.

The reason why Lejie was the first of the Le generation.

The reason why his reputation overshadowed the elders such as Xinmei.

It was because when others were still practicing internal strength, his Pure Yang Boy's Kung Fu had reached the fifth level.

When others were still struggling to choose what unique skills to practice, he had already practiced the most difficult Prajna Palm to perfection.

This is not an ordinary palm method.

It is obviously simple, but it contains the essence of several palm methods.

Ren Woxing clearly had dozens of ways to break through, but he sadly found that he could not avoid it.

He could only use the most refined Heavenly Demon Palm to attack.

Bang.

The earth trembled.

The true energy was blasting wildly.

If it weren’t for Ren Woxing’s unimaginable power.

If it were still the same Ren Woxing.

He had already lost at this time.

One palm.

Another palm.

The concluding Prajna Palm was like a tide.Slapped over.

It was surging and continuous.

Ren Woxing also relied on his incredible skills and superb Heavenly Demon Palm to fight back.

The two fought back and forth.

Not giving up an inch of ground.

The masters on the scene were terrified.

The younger generation dared not intervene, fearing that they would be implicated.

"'That's not right."

"This level of pure Qi doesn't look like it comes from initiation at all. (Okay, okay)"

Xinjian asked in doubt: "Brother Xinhu is practicing the Arhat Subduing Demon Skill. There are some differences between his Qi and the Pure Yang Boy's Qi, so it is impossible to merge so perfectly."

This is not only Xinjian's doubt.

It is also the knot in the hearts of other Shaolin monks.

"Brother Liaojie did not integrate the Arhat Demon Subduing Qi of Uncle Xinhu."

"He used Uncle Xinhu's Qi to break through the bottleneck of the seventh level of Chunyang Tongzi Gong."

Liaokong told the truth.

"What!"

Xinjian was shocked.

At the same time, he was secretly angry.

Because he was deceived.

You should know that integrating different Qi and using different Qi to break through are two completely different things.

Integrating different Qi.

Even if the Qi is from the same root and the same sect, there will be a little error.

Just like twins who look alike, there will be slight differences.

This tiny difference may cause the impurity of the internal Qi.

The power cannot be fully exerted.

And the Qi that breaks through the realm with the help of different Qi is all the results of one's own practice.

It couldn't be purer.

It's just like swallowing a powerful medicine to break through the realm.

The problem is that this is the seventh level.

Unprecedented Grandmaster's power.

"Good!"

"I didn't expect you to have such courage!"

Ren Woxing suddenly praised Kailaiyun. .