The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 680
Nowadays, Chen Zhao has already reached a new level in his understanding of martial arts. With the help of the spiritual energy of this world, he has made even further progress. His technique of hitting people from a distance is extremely ingenious, and he can capture dragons. Once the crane-controlling skill was used, the three monks suddenly felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them.The three white horses screamed, and fell to their knees on their front legs, exhausted. However, the three monks were unable to support themselves under the pressure of Chen Zhao's domineering true energy, and fell to their knees one after another.

"First-class master!"

The leader trembled.

In the entire Miyin Temple, the only one who can practice the Spanking Palm to this level is probably only Master Buxu, whose "Buddha's Light Universal Illumination" is extremely powerful, but it is obvious that the martial arts of these three people are not enough in front of this person.

At such a young age, Chen Zhao has this level of cultivation. Almost only the core disciples of the famous sect can have such a talent.

"Could it be that he is really a decent disciple of a famous family?"

The three of them were extremely surprised.

Next, under the stunned eyes of many Lizheng village elders, the three eminent monks of Miyin Temple obediently kowtowed and apologized to the mud bodhisattva and the whole village, with an extremely respectful attitude.

The leader even took out a piece of gold from his bosom, about ten taels in weight, respectfully handed it to Xiao Ling'er, and said to him: "They were reckless before, begging the little girl to give you a lot.

Not to mention Xiao Ling'er, even a clay bodhisattva wouldn't believe it.

He has traveled all over the world, and his knowledge and experience are not low. He knows that martial arts masters always have a sense of superiority over ordinary people, and when they kill ordinary people, when will they be so respectful?Was it because of Chen Zhao?
Only his presence made the three monks of Miyin Temple so respectful!

"Walking chivalry, this is the style of chivalry. My old Zhang is nearly [-] years old, and I have finally met a real hero!" The mud bodhisattva sighed, feeling that the depression in his heart was swept away.

At this time, the three monks came over and said with a smile on their faces: "Hero, we have kowtowed and apologized, can you let us leave?"

Chen Zhao narrowed his eyes, with a half smile but not a smile: "Will I let you off after I apologized?"

"what?"

Suddenly, the three were dumbfounded.

For Chen Zhao, he came to this world of wind and cloud not only to help countless people fulfill their obsessions, but also to bring his own strength to a higher level as soon as possible.

Anyway, the higher the skill, the greater one's ability, right?
Otherwise, wouldn't I be sorry for the love of the high-latitude and highly developed wisdom center?
But the current goal now is to restore the cultivation base, and even go to a higher level.

When he first came to this world, he immediately triggered a thunder calamity, which caused his true energy to collapse with a single lightning strike, and he was seriously injured.Although in the past two months, Chen Zhao has only recovered half of it, and it will take at least two or three months to fully recover.So if there is any miraculous medicine, it can be refined to make the supreme medicine and return to the peak.

Miyin Temple has occupied Miyin Mountain for hundreds of years, and it has jurisdiction over a hundred miles. If there is no panacea for hundreds of years of accumulation, it is really unjustifiable.

"Bingshan snow lotus, thousand-year-old ginseng, and dendrobium candidum are all in our temple. With the might of a hero, let us go back and tell Zen Master Buxu that we will definitely offer these herbs with both hands, and we dare not delay." The head monk called Fang De, Flattery smiled.

A sneer flashed in Chen Zhao's heart. He had been an emperor in many worlds, and he had all these herbs, all of which were stored in the storage space. If they were taken out, they could cover the entire Miyin Temple.

"What are these ordinary herbs? Do you have Tianyuan Grass? Bodhi Fruit? Dragon Yuan?
"Tian Yuan Grass? Bodhi Fruit? Dragon Yuan? The hero is joking. You are talking about the supreme treasure. Looking at the world, I am afraid that there is no place like this even in the palace or the world. How can it be found in other places? Mi Yin Although the temple has a long history, it is a small sect after all, so how can it be compared with others. We, our senior brothers, have never even heard of it, let alone seen it in this life."

Hearing the few elixir plants reported by Chen Zhao, the faces of the three monks immediately turned green.

"I don't know this, I don't know that, what's the use of waiting?"

Chen Zhao narrowed his eyes with murderous intent.

"Wait, Chen Daxia, although I have never heard of the Bodhi fruit, but I have heard of the blood Bodhi. It is said that there is a cave called Lingyun Cave where the Leshan Giant Buddha is. It is called Blood Bodhi, its bright red is like blood, it is said that serious injuries will be healed, and no injuries will increase the curative effect." Said the leader monk Fang De.

After listening to Fang De's description, Chen Zhao frowned slightly and sneered: "There are rumors in the world that water flooded the knees of the Buddha and burned Lingyun Cave. There is a fire unicorn in Lingyun Cave. Legend has it that it is the mount of the 'Yan Emperor' Shennong, who spits fire and swallows gold. Even the best martial arts masters will be wiped out by its shocking flames; every time there is a flood in Leshan, hundreds of martial arts people have unfortunately died under its claws! You are tempting me to go here now, are you trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife? "

"Master Chen, the young monk doesn't dare..." Fang De's expression changed and he shouted hurriedly.

"Dare to play tricks in front of me, damn it!" Chen Zhao smiled coldly and waved his palm away.

With a "boom", Fang De let out a scream and flew upside down ten feet away, his whole body exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The other two monks trembled all over and kowtowed again and again.

"Hero, spare your life, it's all brother talking nonsense, don't care about our business..."

"Hero, hold your hand high and let this little monk go..."

"Go back and tell your abbot, and the other monks of Miyin Temple, that I, Chen Zhao, act according to my will, and I will cover this area. If you want to continue blaming, feel free to send someone to come, I don't mind killing you." The hidden temple was razed to the ground."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The two monks were so embarrassed that they crawled away.

After walking for about ten miles, the youngest Fang Sheng suddenly showed a cruel look on his face:
"The senior brother was killed, and the Miyin Temple was humiliated. My senior brothers and sisters are in a terrible state. I must avenge this great revenge. And this village, the elders of the gang, dare to disrespect us. They should go to hell! "

"Junior brother, this matter should be discussed in the long run, and you have to report it to the master. There is a master in the jurisdiction of Miyin Temple, so you have to report it. With a worthy uncle, this revenge must be avenged!" Another older, Fa No. Fang Kang, mature and prudent, but there is also a hint of hatred in his eyes.

After the two left, Zheng Su in the village was overjoyed for a while, including the clay bodhisattva, and gradually showed worry again.

"Hero Chen, they are all monks from Miyin Temple. You are a hero, so naturally you are not afraid of them, but I, a commoner, can't stop those monks from being angry."

The mud bodhisattva smiled wryly.

"Don't worry, I won't give up until the matter is completely resolved. This time, I will use Miyin Temple to shock the world!"

Chen Zhao said calmly.

Everyone in the village looked at each other, and couldn't help but look hopeful. Seeing his majesty, several young people admired him even more.

The next day, several young people came to the door with gifts and begged Chen Zhao to accept them as apprentices. Seeing that they were sincere and motivated, Chen Zhao accepted them and taught them all without hesitation.

He teaches every student according to their aptitude. Under his careful training, it only takes three to five years for these young people to become first-class masters in the world.

Just when Chen Zhao was preparing to train his disciple meticulously, the abbot of Miyin Temple was inside the meditation room.

Present here are Dukong, the abbot of Miyin Temple, Buxu, the number one expert in the temple, Haideng, the master of Arhat Hall, and the two monks Fang Kang and Fang Sheng who escaped from Chen Zhao's hands.

Fuxu is the head of the Bodhidharma hall, in charge of martial arts, and Hai Deng is the head of the Luohan hall, in charge of some confidential affairs.

This time Fang Kang and Fang Sheng cleared up their descriptions of what happened, and added a lot of fuel to Chen Zhao's arrogant words, but when they talked about Chen Zhao's martial arts, they did not dare to make the slightest mistake, and the descriptions were very detailed.

"Amitabha, Fang Sheng, Fang Kang, you two should step down first."

After listening to them, Abbot Dukong said calmly.

"Follow the abbot's decree."

The two monks didn't dare to say more, they bowed and retreated.

"Junior brother, you are the number one master in Miyin Temple. In your opinion, how is this weird boy's martial arts?"

The abbot crossed the sky and asked the truth.

Fuxu frowned slightly, and shook his head slowly: "Brother Abbot, it's not that the younger brother underestimated himself. Judging from the descriptions of Fang Sheng and Fang Kang, this weird young man's martial arts are unfathomable and his inner strength is extremely profound. The younger brother may not be his opponent."

"Oh?" Dukong was slightly surprised: "This weird young man is so powerful? He can't even boast that he is as good as his junior brother?"

Dukong's martial arts are not bad in Miyin Temple, but because most of his energy is in charge of the temple's work, personnel, money, Buddhist scriptures, construction, and the problem of feeding hundreds of thousands of people, the time for practicing martial arts is much less , so martial arts are not as good as studying Buddhist scriptures and martial arts, and therefore the judgment of martial arts is much weaker.

Buxu shook his head and said: "Don't dare to lie to senior brother, this weird boy Chen Zhao first grabbed Huineng, who was ten feet away, in the air. The internal strength measured, and his coercion across the air, made the three nephews kneel down involuntarily. This kind of fine manipulation ability is enough to see that this person has reached an extremely advanced level in the use of internal strength. It can also be done, but it will definitely not reach the point where this weird boy can lift weights lightly."

"Hiss..." Du Kong exclaimed, "I can't even admit that I am the number one master in my temple. Is it possible that I, Miyin Temple, just helplessly watch the monks being bullied by this person and are helpless?"

"Senior brother, the situation is inexhaustible. Everything is unfinished. The fate is over early. There are only a few villages. There is no oil and water. There are not many without them, and there are not many without them. Why worry about it? With that weird boy there, I won't be able to get the tax, so it's better to see the end of the eye." Buxu persuaded.

"Junior brother's words are too naive!" Dukong shook his head and sighed: "You know that a thousand-mile dike is destroyed by an ant nest..."

(End of this chapter)