Legend of Meow Immortal

There are not many people who can look beautiful under such a tacky dress.

But that outfit still made the corners of the eyes of many young monks twitch, not because it was tacky, but purely because the colors were too bright/bright, and there were too many glittering decorations, which dazzled the eyes.

"Well, I will choose the second sword among the swords." The woman snorted and said in the direction of Abbot Zhide.

Abbot Zhide frowned, "Whether you can get a sword in the Luming Sword Tomb is still uncertain, if there is really only one... so what?"

The woman looked down at her neatly manicured nails, "If that's the case, I'm at a disadvantage, and I'll fix it."

As soon as the words came out, the great monk couldn't help but fell silent. Abbot Zhide and the skinny monk beside him looked at each other, and both nodded slightly.

Tang Tang could see it clearly, and always felt something was wrong, so he silently stepped back a few steps, submerged in the crowd.

This happened out of nowhere, he didn't know the reason at all, although he was really going to be selected, and he could go out of Shaolin with that golden woman, but I'm afraid there will be more troubles.

He is very familiar with Shaolin now, if things really go wrong, it is not impossible for him to sneak/run out by himself, he is only a third-rate man in a vest, he is not a real person.

After getting familiar with the human body, although the human body created by the master of Taoism is weaker than the cat body, it can be regarded as the Huayuan realm, and it is much stronger than any innate martial artist.

It's a pity that he is really a cat, not a human, and even a beast. The cultivation of vitality is not as good as a turtle crawling, and the entry is so slow that Tang Tang wants to cry.

On the contrary, the flesh/body is constantly strengthening. With the strength of the flesh/body alone, Tang Tang dares to fight against the great warriors who are in the subtle realm... As for Yuanli, it's better not to talk about it.

According to Hui Chi, bloodline supernatural powers are the most important for divine beasts, but the use of supernatural powers must require a strong body/body, and the flesh/body is not strong enough, and a single supernatural power can drain the power of bloodlines.

Therefore, no matter whether the beast is biased towards the law system or the force system, before entering the growth period, all growth is biased towards the flesh/body.

In other words, don't look at Tangtang's physical/body strength is far greater than Yuanli now - no one will know whether Tangtang's physical/body supernatural powers will be incomparable in the future, or whether he will derive mana supernatural powers until he really enters the growth stage What will Tang Tang look like in the future?

Tang Tang resented this deeply.

The cat body is strong, but it doesn't mean that he is also strong physically. The Master of Proliferation obviously only gave him a human body with very even strength. Although the realm is the same as the cat body, the strength is far behind.

If it weren't for the fact that the cat body can give the human body a certain degree of growth and blessing, he would really suspect that the master of the Tao is discriminating against cats.

The Realm of Huayuan is almost equivalent to the Realm of Earth Shade in this world.

The division of realms in the main world is very rough, namely entry, minor success, major success, and consummation. Strictly speaking, there are only three levels.

But the division of realms in this world is very detailed, with just one innate being divided into nine levels, large and small.

Presumably, the Earth Shade Realm should be more detailed, maybe there is an eleventh or second floor, so Tang Tang can only be sure that his strength should be comparable to the Earth Shade Realm, but he can't determine what level he is in.

But it should be enough to escape from Shaolin.

Well, as long as the monks at Tiangang Realm and above all retreat, they will have greater confidence.

Anyway, Tang Tang is not a real monk, so he has no psychological burden on sneaking away, and he is not too concerned about whether his identity at this time is a special arrangement by Yang Fan.

To complete the task, how to complete it is not complete, why do you have to obey other people's arrangements?If things were discussed, it would be fine, he meow, he entered this world and took the place of Zijing's monk, completely in a state of bewilderment!Who discussed it with him again?snort!

On the contrary, he feels a little guilty about his little apprentice Ji Mingzhi.

It's just that he thought very well, but the development of the matter was not diverted from his will. The great monk Zhixing opened his mouth and yelled a few dharma names, including Tang Tang, asking them to, after everything today is over, Don't leave here in the west courtyard.

Tang Tang's body froze on the spot, meow, why are you afraid of something coming?This must be the pit dug for him by disdain for the face, right?definitely is!

This year's martial arts competition ended hastily, and Tang Tang didn't win the first place in the end. Based on the current situation, he even wanted to admit defeat, but considering Ji Mingzhi, he finally won the third place.

On the contrary, it is the ceremony of the handyman monk, which is a little solemn and solemn, which makes people look at it more calmly than the martial arts competition.

Less than a third of the boys who got started ended up staying.

Ji Mingzhi was left behind without any accidents, but when the old monk asked whether he would like to enter the Buddhist school or lay outside the door, he hesitated a little, and then said, "There are grievances and grievances in the secular world, after I wish to settle the grievances, Re-enter Buddhism."

Then his hair was shaved off, Ji Mingzhi didn't cry, but his eyes were red.

Later, when it was the little fat man's turn, he said without hesitation that he wished to enter Buddhism. When the old monk marked two ring scars, he cried out in pain, successfully making Ji Mingzhi laugh.

"Young master, I'm hurting to death." Little fat Yu Hao covered his freshly baked bald head and grinned.

Ji Mingzhi followed him with a dazed expression, as if he didn't hear Yu Hao's complaint at all, "Hey, did you hear that? What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?" Yu Hao patted Ji Mingzhi shoulder, he finally realized from his stupefaction, "Huh?"

"Ah, what, did you hear what I just said?"

"What did you just say?"

"..." Yu Hao's head hurt even more. The pain caused him to yell again, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Ji Mingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Fortunately, the two of them were hiding in the back mountain of Arhat Hall, and there were no people around. The great monks of some identities in the temple were all in the west courtyard at this time, but no one would say anything.

After thinking for a while, he pulled Yu Hao and walked towards the cliff behind the mountain.

Yu Hao was terrified, "Hey, what are you doing? Don't get overthinking it, it's terrible."

When he reached the edge of the cliff, Ji Mingzhi squatted down, brushed away the dead branches and leaves on the ground with his hands, pointed to the footprints on the ground, and said nothing.

Yu Hao let out a wow, and reached out to touch it, "This is unbelievable, such a hard stone, how could there be footprints here?"

"This is stepped on by the little master." Ji Mingzhi looked at Yu Hao, with a bit of pride in his tone.

Yu Hao said wow again, "It's amazing, you really are a genius." Tsk tsk praised.

But no matter how Yu Hao praised him, Ji Mingzhi still had a slightly sad expression.

"What are you worried about? Even if your talented little master is selected, he will come back smoothly when the time comes."

"He's a genius, how could something happen." Yu Hao rubbed his head and began to pretend to be mature again, trying to comfort Ji Mingzhi.

Glancing at Yu Hao, "I know Master will be fine...I'm just a little worried..." Ji Mingzhi said softly.

Children's intuition is often very accurate, Ji Mingzhi always felt that his little master's thoughts were not in Shaolin Temple, and he would leave eventually.

What are you worried about?Worried about something wrong with the master?No, it is better to say that I am worried that the master will not want me.

I just hope things don't turn out the way I thought.

Five disciples from the outer hall of Arhat Hall stood side by side.

Tang Tang stood among them.

His mood was a bit delicate, and this feeling was a bit like a steak hanging on a meat hook, waiting for someone to pick and choose and finally choose.

"Why are they all outer disciples? Is there really no one in Shaolin?" The woman sat at the head and glanced at them, then said coldly.

The skinny monk next to the abbot Zhide got up, "Most of the disciples in the inner hall are at the critical moment, besides...the female benefactor should know that Shaolin martial arts consumes a lot of power, and it is rare for those who can achieve something under twenty." The voice was hoarse and dry, but it carried repeated echoes.

The woman looked solemn, and immediately stood up, clasped her fists to the skinny monk, and saluted, "This should be the Master of Wisdom and Suffering. Yuancha Nu King Kong Mad Demon 36 Shovels, it should be your Excellency changed to Mad Demon Eighteen Hammers. There is another method of hammering, which is not limited by Shaolin, and I, Baqiao Jingjin Building, would like to exchange it with the exclusive weapon casting machine."

Tang Tang let out a small sigh in his heart, this woman named Ruan Qingtian is really serious on the top but not on the face, as long as she can get something good, she is not willing to pretend on the surface.

It is said that Baqiao Jingjinlou cast the black iron box, maybe the seven sects have already paid a huge price for it.

Tang Tang didn't believe in this kind of style of death for profit, so he took the initiative to forge a black iron box for it.

Why do the seven sects only focus on Shaolin Temple?I am afraid that among the benefits given that time, the benefits given by Shaolin were the least, so Baqiao Jingjinlou will be entangled with Shaolin.

As for the other six sects, Baqiao Jingjin Building probably doesn't have such a thick skin to benefit from it.

Master Zhiku and Abbot Zhide looked at each other, and shook their heads slightly, even though Shaolin already knew Baqiao Jingjinlou's style very well, they were really speechless at this moment.

"I'll talk about it later, but when it comes to the Luming Sword Tomb, I rarely go in Shaolin. Can you be sure of the dangerous female benefactor?" Master Zhiku said, chanting the Buddha's name.

"Your Shaolin family has a big business, so naturally you look down on the Luming Sword Tomb, but my Baqiao Jingjin Building is a small family and a small business. Of course, I will not give up every time I can get benefits."

"Master, please don't worry, I, Ruan Qingtian, can't say I'm very sure, but I'm still [-]% sure."

"But this is the premise...you can't give me a low-level disciple." Ruan Qingtian said and glanced at the outer disciples next to him.

"How about third-rate skills? What about second-rate skills?" said a silent monk Zhixing.

Ruan Qingtian glanced at him indifferently, "If you don't get in, most of them won't get out. If you get in third, you can probably get out. If you get in second, you can definitely get out."