Master Huiyuan, who was short and thin, with a withered face, moved under his feet. He seemed to have no weight. He flew up and landed on the eighth floor.

He put his hands together, the wrinkles on his face were blooming like chrysanthemums with a smile, and said, "Amitabha, I'm very polite in this room."

“………”

Soze blinked.

Just now the old monk

Flying up???

Flying in the flesh, that's the ability of juetong. Is this old bald ass the ability of juetong???

When Su Ze came to the edge of the roof, he saw the other four monks flying up. He was about to start, but he heard the big monk say: "you are brave enough to threaten master Huiyuan. If master Huiyuan is not merciful, I will beat you."

One side.

"The old monk said:" wonderful good, not rude

Then he looked at Su Ze and turned his hand. A crystal clear elixir appeared in the palm of his hand. He said with a smile: "benefactor, meeting is fate. This elixir is a holy object for healing. It is refined by an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple. It has a strong effect on the eight grade elixir. Now... It's given to you."

"These five old bald donkeys don't know me? About... Didn't realize my strength!

Su Ze moved in his heart and said with a smile: "master, you're welcome. As the saying goes, you can't accept the salary without merit... I, Li, thank you first."

Say, one then grabbed Dan medicine to come over.

"Ding!"

"You got 10000 plus."

This pill is worth 10000 points. It's really valuable.

"Well?"

On one side, the Miaoshan monk was angry, staring at Su Ze and said coldly: "boy, you just claimed to be Zhou... How can you become Li now?"

"Is it?"

Su Ze was stunned.

Did I just call myself Zhou?

He was very ashamed of his old face and was ashamed of making such a low-grade mistake. He laughed and laughed, and said, "master does not know. It is called" the heart of the people ". I am a horse and walk in rivers and lakes. I have always been used to it with caution. Few people in front of strangers show their names in real names, or maybe you will meet me next time.

Monk Miaoshan

He is hot tempered and upright, but his IQ is a little lacking. In Buddhist words, it's called "the heart of a child". As for Su Ze, he thinks it's just the lack of a string in his head.

Monk Miaoshan couldn't understand this kind of behavior, and he didn't want to understand it. He immediately cut off the topic and said, "benefactor, how many true gods do you have?"

"How many Marquises, how many kings?"

To get to the point, he directly inquired into the information.

Su Ze looked alert and asked: "why do you ask these questions? Aren't you cult warriors? "

Miaoshan laughed and said, "we are disciples of Shaolin Temple. How can we be related to those dirty heretics?"

"How many experts are there in Shaolin Temple?"

"How many Marquises?"

"How many kings are there?"

"By the way, do you have many Shaolin disciples? Now that the mountain gate is closed and there is no source of income, will you find it difficult to live? It happens that I need to recruit a group of miners here. Are you interested in cooperating? "

Su Ze asked, Miaoshan is angry: "Lizi, how dare you insult Shaolin Temple?"

Shaolin Temple is a thousand year old temple with a long history. There are many experts in the temple. The number of real gods alone exceeds 20. They are Marquis... "

"Miaoshan!"

Huiyuan gave a dry cough and looked at the great monk. The great monk Miaoshan looked at master Huiyuan bitterly and muttered, "what's wrong with that?"

With a change of voice, he said faintly: "little benefactor, to tell you the truth, we are going down the mountain to see the * * Master..."

Bang!

In response to him, it was a fist the size of a sandbag.

Su Ze had no warning. He smashed his fist, and his strength was instantly opened. With a bang, the great monk Miaoshan flew out, his chest was almost red. He smashed through several buildings, and then he stopped.

Boom!

He smashed this punch, and his strength dissipated. The eight story building under his feet could not bear it and collapsed.Su Ze stood up in the air, shaking his head and sighing: "I wanted to deal with you, but I didn't expect that the mentally retarded monk talked too much... You want to see my * * Master?"

Boom~~~

The strength of Qi dissipates.

Su Ze's breath of the golden elixir broke out in an instant.

"No!"

"This son is ferocious. He is not a seven grade warrior, but a true God!"

"One blow hurt Miaoshan... His breath is so powerful... The one who made the king strong?"

"He's Suze!"

"The culprit who killed Yongxin!"

Master Huiyuan, Shihuai and Shiyan all burst out, while monk Yongzheng flew to Miaoshan quickly and said in a big surprise: "martial uncle Miaoshan is seriously injured. I need to take him back to the temple for treatment immediately..."

Then he went straight through the air.

Suze didn't care.

If you can run, monks can't run to the temple. Shaolin Temple is more than ten kilometers away. Can you be afraid that they will run away?

His momentum broke out. His head was full of dust-free sword. He looked straight at old monk Huiyuan. He couldn't help licking his lips and said with a sneer, "you old bald donkey, you look thin and weak. What can be blown to death by a gust of wind is even more powerful than the nine headed snake king."

"You must be the strongest one in Shaolin Temple?"

"If I kill you, maybe the people in Shaolin Temple will be able to follow me to mine!"

Huiyuan

Mining?

Although he didn't understand why Su Ze mentioned "mining" twice, he knew that this man was the one who killed Yongxin, seriously injured Miaoshan and threatened to suppress Shaolin Temple!

How can Shaolin Temple's reputation be disgraced by this person?

"Suze!"

The two Marquises, Shihuai and Shiyan, had a breath of true spirit, and the two avenues were empty. They were all strong in the Marquises. The avenues were close to 8500 meters, almost the same as the strength of purple eyed golden apes.

The most terrible is master Huiyuan.

He looked old and weak, but now he burst out of the breath of the mighty waves.

His Qi and blood soared to the sky, and his whole body was full of golden light. He was like the Buddha in the legend. With his hands together, he bent down to worship Su Ze. Behind him, a huge golden Buddha shadow appeared. This Buddha shadow was also with his hands together, reciting the Buddha's name in the air, and worshipping Su Ze in the distance.

Once Buddha worships, sin will destroy Hengsha!