Chapter 100

Seeing Wuzhen beside the stone tablet at the mountain gate, the old villa leader Ji Yuan took his grandson Ji Jian.

With a cold face and anger, he walked over.

"Amitabha."

Seeing the visitor, Wuzhen announced a Buddha's name and saluted the old villa leader Ji Yuan.

Last time I was in the Lord's mansion of Tianbei city.

Because of his master Xuanxin, he was rudely despised by the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa.

As well as all kinds of strange things, both overt and covert.

Therefore, Wuzhen doesn't like Wujian mountain villa and doesn't like the old villa leader and the young villa leader.

"I've seen the villa leader."

Wuzhen looked calm and made a head check without salt.

A little courtesy.

"Hum!"

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, was jealous of evil and was very unhappy with his black face.

Wuzhen is just an old man over sixty.

So old, only the day after tomorrow double.

He has no good feelings at all.

"My grandfather came in person. Don't you send someone down the mountain to meet him?"

The cold faced young thistle sword with black clothes and white hair on one side and a huge sword on his back was relaxed when he saw Wu Zhen face to face.

He was neither humble nor arrogant. He was calm and calm. He couldn't help frowning and was very angry in his heart.

What are you Shaolin?

Just don't send someone to meet you.

In front of his grandfather, a giant in Tianbei City, are you an old man too indifferent?

There is no eagerness. Don't you pay attention to Wujian villa?

"Villa leader, young villa leader."

"Please."

Wuzhen cherished words like gold, not only achieved the corresponding etiquette, but also did not show a trace of enthusiasm.

It has no intention of flattering and courting Wujian villa.

It's like an ancient well without waves.

A calm attitude.

"You are the mysterious heart. You are the first disciple of Wu, aren't you?"

"Go up the mountain and let the Xuan heart down. I'll question him face to face here."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa, has a black face, a cold voice and anger. The old man is very angry and the consequences are very serious.

This Shaolin is simply outrageous.

He saw so many problems before he went up the mountain. If Shaolin were to host zongmen Dabi.

That day, the northern Martial Arts Alliance was not allowed to be disturbed by Shaolin?

"This..."

Wuzhen frowned and couldn't help but look embarrassed. He folded his hands and said, "old villa leader, master, he's going to retreat and meditate. It's inconvenient for him to go down the mountain."

"Please follow me up the mountain."

Although Wuzhen doesn't like Wujian mountain villa, he doesn't want to intensify the contradiction between Shaolin and Wujian mountain villa because of himself.

The inner dissatisfaction, all forbear down, put the posture and body shape very low.

Etiquette is also well done.

"Are you old and confused?"

"My grandpa said to let your master Xuanxin go down the mountain. My grandpa wants to ask questions face to face."

Ji Jian, a young man with black clothes and white hair, was so sharp that he looked dissatisfied and scolded, "don't let your master go down the mountain quickly."

Ji Jian's eyebrows are arrogant.

A sword Qi rose into the sky, carrying a mountain like momentum, and oppressed Wuzhen from Jijian.

"Amitabha, please forgive me. It's rude."

After announcing the Buddha's name, Wu Zhen looked calm and stood in front of the two as calm as an old monk.

Remain unmoved.

In the face of Jijian, Wu Zhen recited the inscription of the Mountain Gate stone tablet in his heart.

Countless golden words appear in the sea of consciousness.

The pressure caused by Jijian suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe, it's a little interesting."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, took a deep look at Wuzhen. At the same time, he was even more angry.

Staring at Wuzhen for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his hand and waved a vigorous wind, and fanned Wuzhen, who was calm in front of him.

At the same time, he shouted angrily, "little Shaolin, dare you not pay attention to me?"

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa, is a strong martial artist during the foundation period. When he wields his power, Wuzhen can't resist it.

If this slap goes on, even a martial artist who is nine major and complete the day after tomorrow will also be seriously injured.

"Wujian mountain villa deceives people too much."

Wuzhen opened his eyes and couldn't help being angry from his heart.

Now Shaolin is also one of the five major gates of Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance, that is, you visit Shaolin in Wujian villa.

Why should his master and the abbot of Shaolin Temple go down the mountain to meet him in person?

You are the villa leader and his master is also the abbot. Why should you come down and question you face to face?

He Wuzhen, in any case, is the chief legitimate disciple. He has repeatedly put down his body, lowered his posture and made full courtesy.

Why do you insist on inviting you up the mountain?

The leader of tangtangtangwujian mountain villa, a giant of Tianbei City, a strong martial artist in the foundation period, even shot a younger generation for this?

Bang!

At this moment, there are countless golden inscriptions in the sea of Wuzhen consciousness, and the golden light suddenly shines.

A mysterious power is integrated into Wuzhen.

In the face of Wujian mountain villa, the old villa leader Ji Yuan slapped him. Wu Zhen couldn't bear it and directly turned into angry King Kong.

"Amitabha."

"So deceive me, Shaolin."

"Even the Buddha should be angry!"

After announcing the Buddha's name, Wu Zhen couldn't bear it. He directly a set of second-class basic martial arts, and Shaolin Luohan boxing was displayed.

Use this mediocre, no prestige basic move.

Facing hard and hard, he is a strong martial artist in the foundation period, with a powerful hand.

Bang!

In an instant, the old villa leader Ji Yuan was punched in the old face by Wuzhen.

Turn it over!

This punch is so ordinary, so simple and rough.

One punch to the meat!

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The old villa leader Ji Yuan, lying on the ground, looked shocked, and the young Ji Jian with black clothes and white hair on one side looked incredible.

The expressions of the old and the young are especially wonderful.

Confused!

What's going on?

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, was extremely shocked. As soon as he stood up, he was hit by Wuzhen.

Bang!

Two punches in a row. Wu Zhen hits him in the face and turns him to the ground directly.

On the ground again!

"Amitabha."

After proclaiming the Buddha's name and realizing the circulation of Tao rhyme on the real body, the nine layer merit pagoda condensed in the golden light of Qi and fortune turned.

On the merit pagoda, countless golden words echo the inscriptions on the Mountain Gate stone tablet.

On the stone tablet of the mountain gate, it exudes a majestic atmosphere and a powerful and unparalleled terrible oppressive force.

"You..."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader with a black nose and a swollen face, was shocked and looked at Wuzhen.

Just now, the Qi of his whole body was suddenly strongly imprisoned.

There was no power on his body, and a terrible power locked his consciousness firmly.

In an instant, he became a poor old man with no strength to bind chickens.

Even with the insight of the old villa leader Ji Yuan, he couldn't understand what was going on.

My mind was blank and I was shocked at a loss.

At this moment, when he saw the truth again, he was shocked to find that he was over sixty years old. A double old monk the day after tomorrow.

The rhyme on the body flows, and the breath on the body is natural. It is so mysterious and unfathomable.

Every move is a rhyme.

The body condenses a vast and rich Buddhist flavor.

It uses the most basic fist technique, but it can also play the trace of returning to nature. The breath fluctuation on the body is directly connected with the law of heaven and earth.