Change your destiny from becoming a villain

"what!"

Master Jiuyuan yelled angrily, and danced the magic tin stick in his hand, and the shadow of the stick approached Mi Zhu.But Mi Zhu was not afraid in the face of danger, concentrated his energy and concentrated his mind, and the inner energy in his body spread to the palms of his hands, so confidently facing each other head-on!

boom!

The palms and tin sticks collided with each other and there was a violent roar. The masonry ground under the two people's feet collapsed and sunken directly, and the surrounding scenery also collapsed directly with the aftermath of the internal energy of the two people's collision.

The huge noise at this time broke the peace of Shaolin Temple at night, and many monks were awakened from their sleep by the explosion here, and began to rush directly to the place where Master Jiuyuan was.

"Suppressing the magic wand, subduing demons and eliminating demons, glaring at the King Kong, killing life and protecting karma, the master is really good at it, Mi Zhu really did not make a mistake in choosing you as his opponent!"

"The benefactor's aura is still stable after receiving the old monk's stick, which shows that his inner strength is good, but Shaolin martial arts is a secret transmission of our sect, so it must not be taken away by the benefactor like this."

The two held each other with palms and sticks, and fell into a situation of competing for internal energy for a while, but no matter who they were, they all seemed to be able to do a job with ease and could chat.

"If you think that the other people attracted by this noise will scare me, then you can leave it alone." There was a smile on his lips, and his glazed eyes did not show the slightest timidity, but were full of fighting spirit." Bamboo is not afraid, it is better to say that the more people come, the better."

"For tonight's battle, it doesn't matter if several monks including Master Jiuyuan fight together!"

"Amitabha, the benefactor is really confident." Master Jiuyuan was not aroused by Mizhu's arrogant words, but said calmly and peacefully: "In this case, I can't let the benefactor down, but I don't know who the benefactor is. who?"

"Oh? You want to know my origin? Good! Listen up!"

This sentence seemed to hit the itching spot in Mi Zhu's heart, he who likes to show his holiness in front of others couldn't wait to raise his inner energy to shake Master Jiu Yuan away, and then he struck out with palms, and the palm prints bombarded the tin staff continuously, momentarily In between, Master Jiu Yuan was forced into a disadvantage!

"When a calamity arises, the world will be disrupted, and only one branch will kill all the flowers."

Chanting a long time in his mouth, Mi Zhu stepped forward one after another, pressing closer to Master Jiu Yuan step by step, and the distance was getting closer as a result.Master Jiu Yuan remained completely motionless, dancing wildly with his tin stick in his hand, airtight, stepping back and forth to keep a distance from Mi Zhu.

The two killed each other step by step, as if they were in a stalemate, but each had their own leeway, but during the long battle, Master Jiu Yuan found that Mi Zhu's aura was constantly climbing, and his moves became more and more unconstrained, and he could do whatever he wanted.

"The mind of Zen is empty and lonely, and the mother-in-law crosses the world of magic!"

After reciting the verse, Mi Zhu leaped into the air with a step, and the inner air spread around, showing purple fluorescence, and boundless magic energy was born.

"Under Mi Zhu, it's your... [Buddha Enemy]!"

Shocked, Mi Zhu's hands showed double shadows, his body was full of purple light, and his devilish energy surged. Behind him was a heavenly magic appearance with magic horns on his head, and the trick was about to come out!

"Demon Heart Crossing the Sea!"

The imposing manner is frightening, the hand strikes the ultimate move, the magic face of the sky opened his mouth and screamed silently, and the magic hand stretched out mercilessly, approaching the body of Master Jiu Yuan, wanting to break his heart and soul!

"Pick the flowers and smile!"

Master Jiuyuan stabbed the tin stick in his hand into the ground, clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name, the true meaning of martial arts transformed into the image of Kasyapa with his whole body, pinched the flowers in his hands, smiled, and faced the magic trick of Mizhu!

Rumble boom! !

The air rushed into the sky, and the roar continued.

The thousand-year-old Buddhist temple in Shaolin Temple suffered disasters, and the place where the two lived for a long time was razed to the ground at the moment when the two people's unique skills collided.

In order to prevent the aftermath from spreading to other places, many monks rushed to raise their breaths and used their moves. Daodao Buddha's light stopped all the aftermath, barely guaranteeing that other places in the ancient Shaolin temple would not be harmed.

"Master Jiu Yuan is really good at kung fu."

The smoke and dust scattered, Mi Zhu stood in the ruins with his hands behind his back, his black robe was torn, but he was calm and uninjured.

And Master Jiu Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the monk robe on his body was also in tatters.

Sit down!

"I thought this move would surely destroy your Buddhist skills, but it seems that I took it for granted." Mi Zhu ignored the monks who gathered around him, and lightly patted the dust on his body, "But it doesn't matter, fight against Master Jiu Yuan I've learned a lot, and I'm sure I can apply those lessons to the next one."

"Next, it's you."

He scanned his surroundings, showing no fear under the heavy siege, and he was full of fighting spirit.

"If Shaolin Temple only has this level, then Mizhu will be disappointed."

"Amitabha." The Buddha's name came, and several monks walked out from the crowd, led by an old monk in white robes, "The donor injured Jiu Yuan and called himself [Buddha's enemy]. "

"Hahahaha! Don't make me laugh." Mizhu looked up to the sky and laughed, his words were full of sarcasm, "How can such actions be called inappropriate, they should be called 'provocation', 'excessive' and 'court death' ' That's right!"

"However, Mi Zhu came here to fight against the masters. If not, why would I bother to go to the Cangjing Pavilion at night to watch Shaolin's unique learning..."

"The benefactor wants to learn Shaolin's unique knowledge?" The old monk raised his eyebrows, he did not express his indignation at Mi Zhu's actions, but persuaded him: "Shaolin's martial arts are all based on Buddhist principles, and protect themselves with skills."

"The more you learn, the more you must understand the principles of Buddhism. If the donor insists, it will only hurt the body and wisdom, and it will be too late to regret."

"Master is worthy of being a master. He knew that the temple was broken into, and his martial arts was peeped, but he was never angry. Instead, he persuaded me to give up... Along with Buddhism, Master understands thoroughly." Mi Zhu flicked his sleeve gun, and smiled calmly, "But the master made a mistake. It's two o'clock."

"Also ask the benefactor to speak."

"First, I think the purpose of Shaolin martial arts is not to learn, but to learn from. My way and the Buddhist unique learning complement each other. The more eminent monks who practice Buddhism, the more they will be overcome by me. Otherwise, how can I call myself the enemy of Buddhism?"

"Secondly, my martial arts is a new beginning, and if I want to improve it, I have to spend a lot of time practicing and honing in on it one by one through decades."

"Either fight against a master, and improve your skills through continuous fighting. That's all, the master should understand."

"Amitabha, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering and the shore is right. Don't you really want to let go of your obsession?"

"You are a Buddha, I am a demon, you want me to let go of my obsession?" He grinned, and his smile was even more ironic, "Are you worthy?"

"Since this is the case, the old monk has no choice but to kill him." As he said this, a strange smile appeared on his benevolent face. "Old monk Qianye, please enlighten me."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding monks moved in unison, and under Mi Zhu's slightly surprised eyes, they surrounded him three times inside and three times outside.

"Oh, I thought that the so-called enlightenment was practiced by the master himself, but I never thought that such a force was used!"

"The benefactor's words are wrong, I never told the benefactor that I want to fight alone with the benefactor." Qianye's smile became more and more approachable, "I am ninety-six this year, I am an old man who is about to die, and you are as strong as you Young people beat you, you are really shameless!"

"Hey, just now you had a persuasive and kind attitude, old monk, you can change your face faster than turning the pages of a book! I really misjudged you!" Mi Zhu looked in disbelief, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"What's wrong with the abbot?" Chiba spread her hands and said calmly: "Is the abbot able to fill his stomach? Does the abbot have to wipe their buttocks?"

"There are so many people in Shaolin Temple counting on me to eat. Does this old man have to go down the mountain every day to beg for food from house to house?"

"Ahem, master abbot, it's a beggar." A monk beside him couldn't listen anymore, and said, "Can you stop talking so vulgarly?"

"What's vulgar? Don't you eat or poop all your life? I've lived for so long and that's all I can say, what's the matter!" After mercilessly beating the monk beside him, Qianye continued to look at Mi Zhu, "I persuaded the benefactor with good intentions before, but the benefactor refused to retreat. If that's the case, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

"Brohan's formation!"