The first thousand two hundred and eighth chapter confession
The monks with lower seniority then realized that when Jiumozhi just used the move of "shocking the heretics" in Prajna palm, his palm power was like a sharp knife and cut off a piece of his palm from the cauldron.
When Xuansheng saw that his three moves were far better than him, he felt as if he was dying.
"I'm afraid that this monk said well. My 72 unique skills of Shaolin Sect were indeed passed down from India. He learned the secrets from the spot, so he was much more intelligent than my Middle Earth."
Immediately closed my arms and bowed, and said.
"The magical skills of the national teacher have opened my eyes and admire me!"
The "Cassociation Demon-Suppressing Art" that Jiumozhi finally used, Abbot Xuanci spent a lot of time on this martial arts life, so he missed the Zen study and sometimes regretted it. He felt that it was unnecessary to practice for a long time for a while.
But when I thought that my sleeve was so good that I could be the only one in the world, I felt that at this moment, I saw Jiu Mozhi casually brushing his sleeves, free and easy, and talking and laughing, and the sleeves of his robe were already moving, and I was not afraid of venting my true energy, and it was not my ability, so I couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.
In an instant, the hall was silent, and everyone was shocked by Jiumozhi's peerless magical skills.
After a long time, Xuanci sighed and said.
"I only know today that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people above us. I have been studying hard for decades, but in the eyes of the national master, it is really not enough to laugh. Brother Poloxing, the shallow water of Shaolin Temple is difficult to raise dragons, and the land of poor blessings is not enough to keep a good guest. Please give up on your own!"
As soon as Xuan Ci said this, Zheluo and Polo star were happy.
The people on the sacred mountain were both happy and angry. What was happy was that Polo Xing was indeed familiar with the Shaolin School's unique skills, and Abbot Xuanci allowed him to leave the temple.
What I was worried about is that I had no achievements in this matter, and it was all facilitated by Jiumozhi. This person has extremely high martial arts skills and has controlled the overall situation. If he wants to transfer Shaolin skills from Polo Star, it is very difficult. What's more, the secrets of Shaolin martial arts stolen by Polo Star, but only a few items can compare with what Jiumozhi learned?
Since there is someone who is wise in the world, all his plans, no matter success or failure, are no less important.
Jiumozhi remained silent and said in a close voice.
"Good, good! Why should I be too humble with my senior brother?"
However, all the monks in Shaolin He Temple were dejected. They all understood that the abbot was forced to say this because he believed that his martial arts skills in the Shaolin School were not as good as others.
The Shaolin Sect has been famous all over the world for hundreds of years and has been accustomed to the Central Plains martial arts. In this way, not only did the Shaolin Temple be defeated, but also made the Middle-earth warriors greatly embarrassed before the foreigners.
The monks who observe the mind, the Tao is clear, the wise, the wisdom is integrated, and the divine voice are all feeling dull. Things have evolved to this point, which is not something they can do when they first went to Shaolin Temple.
Xuan Ci was already familiar with it and thought about it again and again. He thought that Shaolin Temple wanted to detain the Pola Star because it was all to prevent the temple's martial arts skills from being exposed. However, seeing that Jiumozhi's magical skills may not be able to really do the 72 unique skills of the temple, in short, there are quite a few, so what's the benefit of detaining the Pola Star again?
The unique skills of this temple that Polo Star remembers are only three gates, which are not comparable to those of Jiumozhi. This great lunar king's martial arts are unfathomable, and none of the monks in this temple can be his opponent. If the masters in the temple rushed forward and rely more on them to win, then they become despicable scoundrels, how could the Shaolin sect do what they can do?
Chapter completed!