Myriad Realms: Rising from Kung Fu Time Traveling

Baicheng decided to enter Shaolin with a high profile and meet directly.

"Baicheng, the leader of the beggar gang, heard that Shaolin Temple has suffered a sudden catastrophe, so he is here to pay his respects!"

With such a name, although people in Shaolin Temple know that the Beggar Gang has bad intentions, after all Xiao Feng and his son came from the Beggar Gang.But they couldn't refuse, so they had to respectfully welcome Baicheng in.

Baicheng was entertained by Xuanci's younger brother Xuannan, who is now the new abbot of Shaolin.

"I won't beat around the bush anymore. I'm here to find the sweeping monk. Where is he?" Bai Cheng asked directly.

"Uncle Master is sweeping the floor of the Sutra Pavilion."

Baicheng was led by someone to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

"What are you doing here? To avenge your friend?" The sweeping monk didn't lift his head, just sweeping the floor.

"No, I'm just here to discuss."

"You shouldn't have come. Although I think your aura is a first-class master, I can also tell that your aura is not stable. Although I really want to compete with you, I am never a person who takes advantage of others' danger, so you should go back Bar!"

"Do you think I won't be your opponent? Or are you afraid? Afraid of being defeated by me like this?"

The sweeping monk stopped and turned to look at Baicheng, obviously agitated by his words.The four eyes met, and there seemed to be lightning in the air.

The sweeping monk is also a militant. The previous dissuading remarks were just because he was afraid that he would not be able to play to his heart's content.

As early as he entered Shaolin Temple in Baicheng, he had already noticed that this was a top expert with profound internal skills. When he met such a well-matched opponent, he naturally wanted to step forward to learn from him.

However, it is really strange that such a person can sweep the floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in a resolute and quiet manner.But when he was young, he was invincible all over the world, and felt that everything in the world would make it difficult for him to ignite any desires, so he stayed away from the world of mortals.

"If you want to fight, fight. Although I am old, I have never been afraid of anyone!" The sweeping monk threw the broom aside, put his hands up, and the invisible cyclone flowed around him.

"However, I have one condition. If the benefactor is defeated, he can be ordained and become a monk in Shaolin Temple!"

Baicheng:? ? ?It is impossible to become a monk, even in this life!

"You have a great relationship with my Buddha, that's why I said that."

Big cause and effect?The cause and effect of bullshit, why don't I know?Bai Cheng thought about it carefully, it seems that only the Buddha's light in the palm of the Tathagata has something to do with the Buddha, is this also cause and effect?

"It's impossible to become a monk! If you lose, you can accompany your senior to study in the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion for half a year." Bai Cheng said.

"Okay, let's leave it at that. The scene here is too small to be used. Please follow me elsewhere."

The two moved very fast, and after a while, they arrived at the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.Standing opposite each other, they are all silent.

The sweeping monk was the first to break the silence.

"Little friend, let's see if the old monk's flower finger is still a bit hot?" The floor sweeping monk smiled while holding a flower. He looked enchanting like a woman, but in fact he had hidden murderous intentions.

Baicheng immediately used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms against the enemy. Since he obtained Wu Yazi's 70-year skill, his control over the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has become even more proficient, probably far surpassing Xiao Feng's level.

The sound of the dragon chant in his hand was loud.

The floor sweeping monk just hit it lightly, but Baicheng felt so much pressure that he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Baicheng shot out a stream of air like a dragon's head, which collided with the sweeping monk's fingers in the air.

Countless streams of air splattered in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them seemed to have collided with each other in the void, and each took a step back due to the force of the shock.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? It's really fierce and domineering, worthy of being the best palm technique in the world! The donor's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are really good, have you practiced them for many years? I'm afraid they are even stronger than Xiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggar Clan. Go up a lot." The sweeping monk said.

When Baicheng heard that he was praised, his old face turned red. I practiced for a total of one month, and then he said: "Senior's flower finger is also worthy of Shaolin's 72 stunts. It really has hidden secrets, and the waves are turbulent."

"It's indecent to come and not to go." Bai Cheng was chatting with the sweeping monk with a smile, when he raised his left hand suddenly, and struck out with another palm.

"Senior, please give me a trick that came out of nowhere!"

It came suddenly, the so-called surprise attack, and it was hard to guard against.

However, the sweeping monk's adaptability is also top-notch, with 72 unique skills coming at hand, and one move of the Wei Tuo pestle resolved Baicheng's palm.

Then the two began to fight continuously, Baicheng felt that under this kind of confrontation, the internal force transmitted by Wu Yazi was frantically adapting to his body, and his various moves were getting better.

Baicheng continued to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms against the sweeping monk, and in this atmosphere, each palm was [-]% stronger.

And the sweeping monk kept using Shaolin 72 stunts to resolve it.

The flying dragon is in the sky, Hongjian is on the land, the dragon is regretful, seeing the dragon in the field... Collision and throwing the stele hand, Qianye hand, Arhat fist, Wuxiang robbery finger... The two people's fight is earth-shattering, almost every second There are several collisions.The variety and changes of moves are even more dazzling and overwhelming.

Baicheng is also constantly learning during the fight, and he can imitate these 72 unique skills with the help of Xiao Wuxiang Gong as long as he has seen them.

The sweeping monk is worthy of the name of the number one master of Tianlong. The use of these 72 stunts seems to go deep into the bone marrow, and he has developed muscle memory.

Baicheng was gradually beaten higher and higher, and it was more than 30 meters away from the sky.

Heaven is a good place to play.

"Senior, have you ever heard of a palm technique that descended from the sky?" Baicheng asked out of the mouth as he was still climbing to the heights.

"The palm technique that fell from the sky? I've never heard of it. But I advise you to admit defeat quickly. You are just resisting my partner."

"Then I'll hit this last blow. If you can't win, you will admit defeat! The outcome of a duel among masters is always between one blow. What you just did can be regarded as a warm-up."

"The good one is just a warm-up. The old monk is already fighting with enthusiasm, so it depends on how strong your blow is."

"Such as!"

"Come!"

"god!"

"Palm!"

The sweeping monk heard the shout, thousands of meters above his head.

The short figure of Baicheng exuded golden light, as if it had transformed into an invisible huge palm.

Behind the palm is a golden Tathagata, and the sweeping monk was stunned for a moment.

"This is the Buddha's will, it's the Buddha's will..." the sweeping monk said frantically, and at the same time he did not forget to use exercises to protect his body.

Then he gathered all the internal energy of his body into his fist.He wanted to take Baicheng's blow.The moment he punched, he felt that this was already the strongest punch he could throw in his life.But before or in the future, there will be no punch stronger than this one.

"Bang!" The huge voice shook the sky.

The giant palm that covered the sky and the sun fell, and earth and rocks flew everywhere it went, and the entire mountain was lowered by one centimeter.