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Song Mountain, Shaoshi Mountain.

Outside the Shaolin Temple, Xiahou faced dozens of monks standing with sticks.

"Can you think about it clearly?" The monk headed by Shen Sheng asked, this person is the master of Luohantang second only to the first colorless Zen master.

Although Shaolin Temple is closed and does not walk around Rivers and Lakes, its reputation on Rivers and Lakes is not small, with the reputation of the abbot Tianming, the first colorless Zen master of Luohantang and the first Wuxiang Zen master of Dharma Academy. maximum.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's set up an array!" Xiahou said lightly.

Only these dozens of monks can be deployed into a small arhat formation, but not a big arhat formation. After all, a large arhat formation requires 108 people.

"excuse me!"

For a time, 18 of these dozens of monks went out and quickly formed a small Arhat formation.

Eighteen monks surrounded Xiahou and slammed their clubs.

Two fists are harder than four hands. One is against 18 and the pressure is even greater. Fortunately, these 18 people are just Houtian Practitioners.

I saw that these eighteen arhat formations surrounded the enemy groups first. When the formation was moving, it was as heavy as a mountain, and it echoed from end to end, making it extremely difficult to break through.

At first glance, the Eighteen Arhats array is very messy, but it is not difficult to observe carefully but it is not difficult to find that it is neat and orderly.

In the eighteen arhat formations, one can feel an extremely powerful force.

At this moment, Xiahou only felt that there were stick shadows in all directions, dazzling, and the monk's clothes were fluttering, and the invisible pressure was increasing.

"It's no wonder that no one has broken the Shaolin Temple's eighteen arhat formations for hundreds of years. It is indeed powerful." Xiahou thought.

The Cultivation Base of these eighteen monks is close to the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, and the exquisiteness of the Eighteen Arhat Formation is not under the Tiangang Northern Dipper Formation.

"Bang bang bang~"

Facing the sticks attacked from all directions, Xiahou resisted with his right arm.

The power of each stick is not small, and the flesh and blood of ordinary people can't bear it, but Xiahou's right arm is Qilin's arm, and it has opened up the triple-jogging entrance, which is no small thing.

Ordinary Xiantian Practitioner is holding a Divine Armament like a Xueyin Knife and can't hurt Xiahou's Qilin arm.

The Qilin arm created by the Golden Core level fire Qilin Blood Essence is terrifying.

"Where is this person, Sacred?"

"Fight against our attack with flesh and blood? Unbelievable."

"The hard work must be done, otherwise it is impossible to be invulnerable."

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The wooden sticks in the hands of these eighteen monks were made of special materials and were extremely tough. However, after all, they were only wood, and they broke after a few hits with Xiahou's Qilin arm.

Without the wooden stick, the eighteen monks used their fists and feet, all of them were Arhat fists.

Luohanquan ranks low in Shaolin's 72 stunts. It looks simple, but in fact it is broad and profound.

Shaolin Temple is one of the few who can cultivate Arhat Boxing. These eighteen monks are all disciples of Arhat Hall, but none of them has cultivated Arhat Boxing to great accomplishment.

"The eighteen arhat formations are nothing more than this. It is really disappointing." Xiahou sneered at the eighteen monks' arhat fist while resisting casually.

Hearing Xiahou's ridicule, not only the eighteen monks, but also the monks who were watching, were all angry.

"The benefactor said carefully!" a monk said coldly.

"This formation is barely possible. The people who can form the formation are too weak, which really makes me uninterested." Xiahou shook his head.

The eighteen monks used only seven or eight success powers, but now they have used ten success powers one by one.

"I was angered by a few words. Did you forget to practice?" A voice came from the monastery. Then, a middle-aged monk strode out. The monk was wearing Kasaya, was of a strong physique, and was nine feet tall. The complexion is blue and yellow.

"Amitābha, the four major monks are empty, and we need to stay away from anger." The monks who watched clasped their hands together and said in unison.

The eighteen monks who besieged Xiahou also let go of their anger and calmed down.

"Everything that works is like a dream bubble, like a dew or electricity, it should be observed like this." The middle-aged monk who walked out of the monastery said calmly.

At this time, Xiahou used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique with his bare hands.

Qilin arm is very powerful, and Xiahou uses Qilin arm to perform the Sword Technique of the Holy Spirit, which is extremely powerful.

Sword Eight!

With just one move, Sword Qi exploded, and Xiahou had broken through the eighteen arhat formations.

Xiahou made his moves well. Although all the eighteen monks in the formation were injured, they were all slightly injured.

At this moment, all the monks stared wide, and they couldn't believe it.

"For the first time in hundreds of years, the Arhat formation was broken."

"Just one move broke the Arhat formation? This person's martial arts is really high~"

"Sword Qi is issued with bare hands, and the power is so powerful, it shocks the world."

"This person's swordsmanship has reached the level of transformation."

"Horrible!"

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"Call some more people, make up one hundred and eight, and show me a big Arhat formation, hoping not to let me down too much." Xiahou said.

I’ve learned the Little Arhat formation, and Xiahou is disappointed. If the Quanzhen Sect’s Tan Chuduan is not dead, the Hequanzhen Seven Sons will form the Northern Dipper array, it should not be much worse than the Little Arhat formation, and the big Arhat formation is said to be far more powerful. Above the Arhat array.

"No, the donor can enter the monastery once he has broken the eighteen arhat formations."

Since Shaolin Temple refused to build a large array of Arhats, Xiahou couldn't force it.

Right now, Xiahou walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

The gate of the temple is wide open, and you can feel the atmosphere of the ancient temple as soon as you step into it.

After a short journey, Xiahou saw a pair of couplets.

The earth is in the sky and the famous mountains in the whole world are the first.

Ten methods outside the heart rumor is Chuyuan.

Shaolin Temple has been established for hundreds of years. Ever since it happened to save Li Shimin's life in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it has been hailed as the number one temple in the world, and it has become famous today.

The entire Shaolin Temple occupies a very wide area, huge in scale, and clusters of buildings. There are Daxiong Hall, Thousand Buddha Hall, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Tallinn. After the death of the monk, the body and relics will enter the seventh-level Buddha Pagoda. More and more, like woods.

Only for grand rituals will you go to the Daxiong Hall.

Since the Shaolin Temple was closed, no one has set foot except for a few small novice monks entering the Great Hall of the Great Heroes every day.

Now, several monks took Xiahou to see the abbot, but they came to a pavilion.

There is a monk in the pavilion, but it is Zen Master Tianming, the contemporary abbot of Shaolin Temple.

The title of Shaolin Temple pays attention to seniority. Tianming is the generation of Tianzi, above him is the generation of Xinzi, and below him is the generation of no characters (colorless, no equality), juezi generation (jueyuan), and crossing generation. , Empty word generation, round word generation, etc.

As far as Xiahou knows, Tianming is not the highest-ranking person in Shaolin Temple. There is an old monk in the Xinchantang who is of the Xinzi generation, like Tianming's uncle.

Zen Master Tianming looks fifty-six years old. However, those who are successful in martial arts cannot judge people from their appearance. After all, a Practitioner with a high Cultivation Base can prolong life and delay aging.

"Poor monk Tianming, see the donor, I don't know what is the cause of the donor coming to Shaolin?" Tianming put his hands together, bowed to Xiahou first, and then asked.

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