Binding National Fortune: At this moment, I am the patron saint of China

After almost spanning the entire Shaolin Temple, Qin Tian, ​​led by Shi Kongquan, came to the most watched and most heavily guarded building in Shaolin Temple, the Sutra Pavilion.

The entire Buddhist scriptures pavilion is divided into three floors from the outside, forming an octagonal pagoda-like structure upwards. There are no other buildings within 50 meters around, not even a tree. As long as you get close to it, you can see it at a glance. It is specially designed to protect the Sutra Pavilion.

The purpose is to prevent people from approaching the Buddhist scriptures pavilion under the cover of buildings or trees. In addition, there are many monks guarding it. When Qin Tian came outside the Buddhist scriptures pavilion square, he couldn't help but feel the feeling of being watched. The heart rises, and the source of that feeling is in the Sutra Pavilion.

Qin Tian frowned, but for a moment he had an indescribable feeling. Before Shi Kongquan came to the Sutra Pavilion, he bowed deeply and proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, Grand Master Uncle, I didn't intend to bother you to practice hard. Helplessly, the safety of my temple is at stake here, so please forgive me, Grand Master Uncle."

As he said that, since Shi Kongquan knelt down directly, and made a five-body throwing ceremony towards the Sutra Pavilion, at this moment, a terrifying aura erupted from the Sutra Pavilion, and Qin Tian felt his whole body trembling. There was a feeling of horror in an instant, like a prey being targeted by a natural enemy.

Without hesitation, Qin Tian directly wrapped himself with dark ion wings to ensure safety, but the sense of crisis did not weaken.

"Amitabha." An old Buddha's chant sounded from inside the Sutra Pavilion, and then the door opened automatically. A figure sitting on the futon flew straight out, landed on the square, with his back to the crowd.

Qin Tian's pupils shrank, and since he could feel the aura stronger than the old Tianshi from this back, but compared to the natural and round feeling of the old Tianshi, the back in front of him felt like The mountains are generally thick and thick, giving people the feeling of a towering tree that has experienced many vicissitudes.

"Why is the benefactor so hard to force each other? Although my Shaolin Temple has countless martial arts classics, the strength of those outsiders is not necessarily weaker than my Shaolin Temple's practice method, but I don't know why the benefactor insists on copying my Shaolin Temple classics." A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the back, but it gave Qin Tian a strange feeling.

However, Qin Tian still gives a certain amount of respect to people of this level. After all, being able to cultivate ancient martial arts to this level has already surpassed the level of ordinary people, and he deserves his respect. It's not for anything else, it's just to strengthen my Huaxia's strength, the stronger I am, the more capital I have to survive in a crisis, the kid has no choice but to do it."

Hearing the words from behind, he pondered for a long time and said, "My Buddhist school has a saying of opening the door of convenience. Since this is the case, the donor mainly copied the martial arts classics and my Shaolin Temple sent people to teach. I can agree, but I still ask the donor to release those who take shelter." A way out."

Qin Tian frowned when he heard the words. Compared with those people who took shelter, his main purpose at this time was indeed to learn the martial arts secrets and teachings of Shaolin Temple. Now that the other party agrees, it can be regarded as a step back, but Qin Tian finally shook his head and said To "Master, the law of the country is the law of the country. If you violate the law of the country, you can get away with it. This is indeed unfair to those who have been victimized. It is a breach of trust in the law of the country. The two should not be confused."

Hearing the words from behind, he pondered for a long time again, "The old monk will learn from the benefactor's brilliant moves. If he wins by luck, he can ask the benefactor to let some people survive."

Hearing this, Qin Tian looked at his back for a long time and said, "That change will follow what the master said, if the master wins, I will let those people live, but they must also pay the price for the crime they committed."

"Amitabha, good and good!" Gao Xuan's name from the back proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then there was no movement, a dozen golden palm prints flew out, and they came straight to Qin Tian. The power is stronger than that of the old monk in the Bodhidharma Cave who specializes in the powerful vajra palm. several times.

Qin Tian didn't dare to be careless about this, the muscles in his body tensed at that moment when he danced his hands, and a powerful force burst out immediately, as Qin Tian's dancing hands collided with those golden palms, there was a loud bang. bang.

The waves caused by the impact of the two terrifying forces made everyone watching the battle take a few steps back. Seeing that the blow could not be achieved, the back figure trembled slightly, and then countless vigor surged out from all directions, and then gathered together A huge golden palm was formed and slapped towards Qin Tian from top to bottom.

Feeling the pressure on the top of his head, Qin Tian was not to be outdone, his feet exerted strength, and the blue bricks on the ground suddenly shattered, and then Qin Tian's body was ejected, and his fist collided with the palm fiercely, However, the power contained in that palm was too huge, since Qin Tian's fist couldn't break through, he was directly pushed back to the ground.

Qin Tian was startled, he threw out his fists in a row, and after more than a dozen rapid bombardments, he finally smashed the huge golden palm. However, just as he escaped from the trap, two huge golden palms appeared from both sides and came towards Qin Tian at the same time. Seeing this, Qin Tian's eyes calmed down, and the muscles on his body trembled slightly. A force was transmitted from his feet to every muscle, and finally poured into his fists. With Qin Tian's loud shout, two golden palms collided. together.

There was a loud bang, as if a heavy bronze bell had been struck hard, and the low-pitched Weng's reputation made people's eardrums numb.

Since the two golden palms were abruptly smashed by Qin Tian, ​​Qin Tian appeared behind the back in a flash, and punched fiercely towards the back of the back. It's a pity that Qin Tian's fist was far away from the back. When there was still thirty centimeters left, a flash of golden light appeared, Qin Tian only felt his hands go numb, and he flew upside down.

And around that figure, there seems to be a faintly flickering shape of a big bell, which is one of Shaolin's 72 stunts, the golden bell cover.

Shaking his hands away, Qin Tian's face became serious again. The pressure from the thin back in front of Qin Tian even surpassed the pressure on Qin Tian from the Engra giant beast and the alien beast's nest. At this time, Qin Tian couldn't help feeling that Shaolin Temple deserves to be Shaolin Temple, the hidden dragon and crouching tiger deserve its reputation.

It's just that this also inspired Qin Tian's fighting spirit at the same time. In the last life, Qin Tian was not afraid of those giant beasts, but a mere monk, why would he be afraid? Qin Tian roared and appeared again in a flash, this time with both hands Clenched tightly into a hammer, the huge force slammed down again.

"Boom, boom, boom" hit three times in a row, the golden bell cover could no longer bear the terrifying power and shattered, and the figure trembled, but then a more surging force gushed out and bombarded Qin Tian's chest Blast it out.

The eyes of those peeking outside almost fell to the ground at this time, and even Chu Xiu, who was observing the situation from a distance, frowned. How powerful Qin Tian was before, they were so shocked at this moment.

"Does anyone know who this old monk sitting on the futon is?"

"But I've never heard of it. I'm afraid this combat power is comparable to that of Longhushan. Why haven't I heard of his name?"

At this time, one of the old men frowned as if thinking of something and said, "When I was young, I heard from my great-grandfather that the previous generation of heavenly masters went to Shaolin Temple to invite them to fight, just like today This boy is average, first he defeated the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation casually, and later he fought against the inheritors of Shaolin's 72 unique skills, and he was not defeated, just when the Shaolin side was at a loss."

Speaking of this, the old man's voice paused for a moment, and the eyes of the people around him all came together when they saw this.

The old man looked at the person on the futon in disbelief and said, "An old monk who swept the floor slapped the old heavenly master, and the old heavenly master retreated happily. The strength of a generation of old celestial masters, but that was more than 100 years ago. At that time, the old monk was already over a hundred years old. If he lived to this day, he might be over 200 years old."

Hearing that everyone's eyes returned to the field again, they were full of astonishment. Ordinary people can still live a long life at a hundred years old. Their ancient warriors can indeed prolong their lifespan, but it is also limited. After all, apart from some innate methods, acquired practice is beneficial to oneself There will be some damage, 150 years old is generally the limit, even the old master of Longhushan is only 180 years old at most.

In contrast, if it was really the sweeping monk in front of him, it would be really terrifying.