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Eighteen golden lights came suddenly, falling in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple, shining so that people closed their eyes subconsciously.

The person who came is no one else, but the famous "Eighteen Bronze Man" of Shaolin Temple!

"Drink, ha!"

The tidy shouts rang through the mountain gate, and the eighteen Shaolin monks who wore yellow pants and whose skin was also shining with bronze light intercepted Lin Ping and Dongfang Qingxue.

The intention is self-evident.

Lin Ping and Dongfang Qingxue went up the mountain without any cover, but they came up in a big swing.

Although Shaolin Temple did not send someone to stop him on the way, the news must have been received at the first time. Shaolin Temple is the first level Lin Ping needs to pass in order to break through the mountain gate!

"Eighteen Bronze People's Array?"

Lin Ping narrowed his eyes and looked ahead with interest.

The fame of the Eighteen Bronze People, whether in the past or in this life, is considered to be well-known.

However, in many film and television novels that Lin Ping has seen in his previous life, the Eighteen Bronze Figures of Shaolin are to prevent Shaolin disciples who have not accomplished their kung fu from going down the mountain and being defeated and insulting Shaolin's reputation. Therefore, with eighteen bronze men in front of the temple, Shaolin disciples can repel the bronze men, which means that they have excellent kung fu and can go down the mountain.

But the eighteen bronze men in front of him were not used to test the disciples of Chushan.

It is one of the true trump cards of Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years!

Under normal circumstances, the Eighteen Bronze Figures will not appear, and it is rare for ordinary disciples to see one side.

Eighteen of them served as the guardian of the sect.

Shaolin Temple is a martial arts sacred place in the world, and the trees attract the wind. Naturally, there will be some frogs at the bottom of the well who do not know the sky and the earth are thick and dream of becoming famous in World War I. Shaolin Temple will deal with many such tourists every year.

but.

Even the Grandmaster of the Ninth Stage, or even the master of the half-step myth realm, are not qualified to meet the Eighteen Bronze Man when playing in the gym.

Only real masters of the world, such as the abbot, the first master of the Bodhidharma Academy, and other contemporary masters of Shaolin Temple can't handle it. Eighteen bronze talents will stand up and give offenders a hard blow!

Therefore, the eighteen bronze men in front of them, all of them have the cultivation base of the Ninth Stage Realm!

Eighteen nine-rank masters, what is the concept?

Almost almost comparable to the strength of the Great Summer Palace 100 years ago, before being severely hit by the Demon Lord, the strength of the Lingyun Pavilion worship group!

The Daxia Royal Family Enshrinement Group, except for its heyday at the beginning of the founding of the country, during the following hundreds of years, it has maintained the number of more than twenty nine-rank great masters.

Moreover, the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple are stronger and more terrifying than ordinary 9th-rank masters.

It's not that they are powerful alone, but that they can form a formation, which will greatly increase their power and have an unpredictable effect!

"Somewhat weird."

Lin Ping looked at the 18-bronze man with golden light on his body. Obviously, this was not something that ordinary Kung Fu could do.

Although many horizontal exercises can be invulnerable, and the defense is amazing, it does not mean that people's skin is cultivated into metal!

It is even more bizarre to glow with golden light like the Eighteen Bronze Men.

"Couldn't, in order to be worthy of the name, what kind of potion has been put on their skin by these eighteen bronze men to give off a golden light?"

Lin Ping thought a little funny in his heart.

The Eighteen Bronze people are very famous in the arena, and many people are either panicked or take it seriously when they see it.

Lin Ping did not take the Eighteen Bronze Man too seriously.

The eighteen nine-rank great masters seemed to be powerful at first sight, but for true masters, they did not have any threatening power.

Just like when the demon master slayed the Great Xia Jingshi back then, Duke Lagu killed all the nine-tier great masters of the royal worship group.

The eighteen bronzes of Shaolin Temple, even with the formation of blessings, would hardly become a climate in Lin Ping's eyes.

"Masters, I'm disturbed."

Lin Ping didn't talk too much nonsense, and he didn't even report to his family. Obviously, all these bronze people knew him.

He just said a word, and then put his hands on his chest, pinching the seal, one finger to the sky, one finger to the ground, a profound, obscure, but majestic and majestic Buddha-nature wave, slowly emerging from the tips of Lin Ping's hands.

now.

Lin Ping seemed to see a round of sun behind him, with a bright light, as if the Buddha came to the world!

When the Eighteen Bronze Man saw this, shocked expressions appeared in each of his eyes.

This son, actually knows Buddhism martial arts?

And it's still like this... this kind of special and powerful Buddhist martial arts!

It was just the fluctuations in the breath that made them tremble, and there was a feeling of worshipping the head!

"drink!"

The Eighteen Bronze Men were surprised and surprised, their movements were not at all ambiguous, but they came first. They all held a copper rod in their hands, and they trapped Lin Ping in the blink of an eye.

Then everyone's internal strength and breath all rose up, echoing from a distance, and immediately formed a wonderful connection. At the same time, they displayed different stick techniques that could make up for each other, and they bombed Lin Ping like a net of heaven and earth.

For a while, the gate of Shaolin Temple was full of golden stick figures, and the power of heaven and earth was completely affected by the eighteen people.

When Dongfang Qingxue saw this, his eyes showed a cautious look.

Shaolin Temple, a martial arts sacred place that has been passed down for thousands of years, is truly well-deserved.

This set of eighteen bronze figures reminded him of the vicious formation of the Western Region King Kong Sect.

Obviously these eighteen people are not in the realm of mythology, but the power of this set of stick techniques has directly reached the level of the unity of nature and man!

and.

Although the individual cultivation base of the Eighteen Bronze Men was not as good as the four old men of the Vajra Sect.

But the number of eighteen people is much higher than four people, so the eighteen bronzes made a concerted move, and the power is stronger than the original King Kong Demon Formation!

Even after practicing with Lin Ping for three years, she still finds it difficult to break free under this trick.

However, it was such a combined attack that was enough to make the ordinary mythical realm change its color. Lin Ping became a Buddha, and when he pointed out with his right hand, it suddenly rose like a scorching sun, and then exploded violently.

In an instant, horrible waves swept in all directions, the ground was blown up by three layers, and the rocks cracked!

Hum!

The overwhelming stick shadows didn't even hold on to a breath, and they were all annihilated under one finger.

Bang bang bang!

The eighteen bronze men and the copper rods in their hands all flew out like broken paper kites and rolled to the ground.

Formation, instantly forced!

If it weren't for the Eighteen Bronze people's horizontal training skills and strong physical defenses, they might all be seriously injured directly and lose the power to fight again!

Relying on the power of copper skin and iron bones, the eighteen bronze men immediately attacked Lin Ping once again after stabilizing their figures.

But this time Lin Ping didn't wait for them to gather into a formation, take the initiative to attack, like catkins, erratic, passing through in front of the Eighteen Bronze Figures one by one.

Although the Eighteen Bronze Men were not Mudunzi, when Lin Ping was about to end the battle, they did not have much resistance.

The eighteen fingers were continuously displayed, the finger tactics were fierce, full of Buddha nature and strong penetrating power. The defenses of the eighteen bronzes, which are known as copper skin and iron bones, were all penetrated.

Not only was there a blood hole left in the abdomen, but no one vomited a mouthful of blood.

There was no gleaming golden light on his body, all turned dark yellow, like a pearl covered in dust, falling to the ground.

Although none of them are in danger of life, in the short term, they don't want to fight with others anymore.

Since Lin Ping decided to take the bed and defeat Shaolin Temple from top to bottom, he naturally had to put people down after passing a level, and it was impossible to stop.

Otherwise, given the characteristics of these monks, if they are not included, maybe after they lose, they will have to beat them again in the end.

Seeing the 18 colleagues who lost their color and fell to the ground, Lin Ping didn't have any complacency on his face.

He is the pinnacle of the mythological realm, and he has already touched the existence of the threshold of the broken void. Is there anything to be happy about defeating eighteen nine-rank masters?

It's like an adult, who has reached a three or four-year-old child, still feel that he is awesome?

Huh huh!

However, after the Eighteen Bronze Man came to the end, a group of monks with long sticks rushed out and guarded the Eighteen Bronze Man.

It seems to be to prevent Lin Ping from under the killer.

Lin Ping smiled.

It is true that Shaolin Temple saves the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain.

He was here to borrow the Yi Jin Jing, not to kill.

After patted his clothes, Lin Ping strode across the mountain gate and formally entered the Shaolin Temple.

Entering the gate of the mountain, Shaolin Temple from south to north is the Heavenly King Hall, Daxiong Hall, Abbot's Courtyard, Lixue Pavilion, Thousand Buddha Hall, and Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

When Lin Ping was in the Palace of Heavenly Kings, even though they met the guarding monk, they also knew who Lin Ping and Dongfang Qingxue were, but they just watched them cautiously and did not stop them.

It wasn't until Lin Ping came to the huge square before the Great Hall of the Great Heroes that he saw the real elite of Shaolin Temple.

And, it has gathered the top masters of the second half of today, hundreds of people!

"Amitabha!"

An old man dressed in a red robes stood in the most central position, watching Lin Ping approaching with his hands folded and chanting the Buddha's name.

Lin Ping saw the other person's dress and appearance, smiled and said, "I have seen abbot Kuzhi."

The contemporary abbot of Shaolin Temple, Kuzhi Zen master, a long-established master of half-step mythology.

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Abbot Kuzhi sighed and said, "Daxia Lin is truly superb, and he has broken through the 18-bronze formation of my Shaolin Temple so easily."

Lin Ping was not modest either. He looked around at the many masters around him and said straight to the door: "It's not a big deal. If I can't get through the Eighteen Bronze Array, what would I dare to borrow from the Yi Jin Jing? There are too many powerful methods used by the Eighteen Bronze People's Array."

"Ugh!"

Zen Master Kuzhi did not answer the conversation, but looked at Lin Ping, turned the Lord Buddha in front of his chest, and slowly said, "If there is suffering, there is no need for happiness! The world is fascinated, greedy everywhere, and the name is for the sake. , Why cling to one thing?"

Buzzing!

As Zen Master Kuzhi spoke, the internal force was mixed in, and there was an inexplicable Buddha-nature and power in his voice. It was ear-splitting, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, the Lord of the Buddha chanting sutras!

There is no power to hurt people, but in the dark, it can affect people's minds!

If it were an ordinary big demon, under this voice, maybe put down the butcher knife on the spot and become a Buddha on the spot!

Unfortunately, Lin Ping is not the devil.

Even if Lin Ping is the demon, using Kuzhi Zen Master's cultivation to influence Lin Ping, it is tantamount to idiotic dreams!

"Since the Shaolin Temple is so desperate and demanding, it doesn't stick to one thing. It's not a big deal to borrow the Yi Jin Jing." Lin Ping asked with a smile and a slightly upward corner of his mouth. "I can't bear to let people borrow even a single scripture. Isn't this inconsistent with the broad-mindedness of Buddhism?"

Lin Ping is not afraid of anyone in terms of strength.

Talking about Buddhism is still worthwhile!

Because of Buddhism, it's useless to him!