I have a role in the heavens

"The young monk's qualifications are terrible. It took him ten years to push the golden bell to the thirteenth floor. Finally, he did not embarrass the master!"

Yuan Hui said the words of Versailles that were so angry that everyone wanted to block the mouth of this show off little monk.

"impossible!"

Cheng Kun retorted loudly, leaning forward and looking very excited. Everyone didn't know why and looked at him, hoping that he could answer their questions.

"Although there are thirteen levels of the Golden Bell, there has only been one person in the past who has cultivated it to perfection!"

Cheng Kun's decades of hiding in the Shaolin Temple were not wasted time. Although he has never practiced the five great magical arts of Shaolin, his understanding of Shaolin's magical arts is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He had read countless secrets about Shaolin's magical skills in the Sutra Pavilion, and he naturally understood that the difficulty of practicing the Shaolin Golden Bell was second to none.

"I wonder who that person is?"

Zhao Min is a woman who doesn't like red clothes and prefers armed weapons. Naturally, she was curious about the secrets of martial arts and asked Cheng Kun.

"The founder of Shaolin Zen, Bodhidharma!"

Cheng Kun stared at Yuan Hui closely, observing the changes in Yuan Hui's expression, hoping to prove that Yuan Hui was lying.

Unfortunately, Cheng Kun's actions were in vain. When Yuan Hui heard Bodhidharma's name, her expression still did not change at all, as if it was not worth mentioning.

"It is said that Bodhidharma has cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to the thirteenth level, and his physical body has reached the ultimate level. He is invincible in the world. There is no shield door, but a leak-free body. He can be buried in the earth with one breath. The tortoise rests for seven days and seven nights without dying. It is the true body that cannot be invaded by water and fire, does not penetrate the intestines with poison, is not injured by swords, is not stained by all dharmas, has a golden body that is indestructible, and is extraordinary and holy."

Cheng Kun described the terrifying aspects of the Dzogchen realm of the Golden Bell Jar one by one. Everyone listened in fascination and admired Bodhidharma's realm.

"How can such a state be achieved in just ten years?"

Cheng Kun questioned Yuan Hui. He couldn't believe what Yuan Hui said, and he didn't want to believe it.

"Maybe I'm more qualified than Bodhidharma!"

Yuan Hui's smile didn't look straight, and she didn't look like a monk at all.

Everyone also shook their heads, and they were unwilling to believe that the little monk in front of them, who had no monk temperament, could be a master comparable to Patriarch Bodhidharma.

"That's nonsense!"

"You have no shame in boasting!"

Zhao Min looked at Yuan Hui, who still showed no expression, and couldn't help but spat at Yuan Hui shamelessly.

"Amitabha, this young monk is a monk, and monks don't lie!"

Yuan Hui suddenly put away the smile on her face, clasped her hands together, and bowed to everyone, her expression solemn and unsmiling.

Zhao Min looked at the puzzling monk in front of him and felt vaguely convinced, but then he shook his head vigorously and shook this ridiculous idea out of his head.

"It doesn't matter what state you are in, let's talk about it after the fight!"

At this time, Ah San was hating Yuan Hui deeply because of his senior brother's injury, so without waiting for anyone's reaction, he bullied him again. Using his luck, he moved his hands towards Yuan Hui's major joints. His finger strength was astonishing, and he was extremely ferocious. There were traces of finger marks, covered with afterimages. If an ordinary person got hit by one, he would either die or be disabled.

Yuan Hui raised her eyes and walked towards Ah San's powerful diamond finger, letting Ah San's fierce attack fall on her.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were constant sounds of fighting, and the monk's robe on Yuan Hui's body was shattered, and the scattered steps blocked everyone's sight.

Only when the broken rags fell to the ground did everyone see the situation clearly.

Yuan Hui was wearing a tattered monk's robe, with dense holes revealing her tender white skin, like a girl who had been molested by a big man. And Ah Thirty's fingers were all twisted, and blood continued to flow out. It was extremely miserable, as if it had been tortured.

"You can beat me if you want. Why did you destroy the young monk's clothes? The young monk is a poor monk. He is penniless and only has this monk's robe with him."

Yuan Hui lowered her head and glanced at the monk's robe, and glared at Ah San with some dissatisfaction. She was very dissatisfied with his actions, thinking that he did not follow martial ethics and would tear off his clothes in fights. This was simply the behavior of a street shrew.

Ah San was enduring inhuman pain at this time, unable to speak. His forehead and body were covered with cold sweat, his clothes were soaked, his whole body was shaking slightly, his brows were wrinkled, and the muscles on his face were clenched tightly. Hearing Yuan Hui's words He was teasing, feeling extremely aggrieved, but unable to refute.

Zhao Min frowned and glanced at Ah Er and Ah San. He was not worried about their injuries. After all, the secret medicine of the Vajra Sect is the black jade intermittent ointment, which has a miraculous effect on bone injuries. He only needs to go back and apply it, and it should be able to recover as before. . Although the injuries of the two of them could be cured, Yuan Hui was really difficult to deal with. Zhao Min didn't know if he and others could take him down, and even if they could take down Yuan Hui, they didn't know if they would still have the strength to deal with him. Six major sects and Mingjiao.

"Two masters, you should also take action!"

Zhao Min ordered the two elders Xuan Ming in front of him that he did not need their protection for his own safety at this time, and the most important thing was to capture Yuan Hui.

"Yes, Princess!"

Hebiweng and Luzhangke ducked in front of Yuan Hui, not daring to be careless, and gave full recognition to Yuan Hui's strength. After all, they had to learn from the past and had to guard against it.

As brothers, the two elders Xuanming and Luzhangke are lustful and Hebiweng is fond of wine. They are excellent in martial arts and are good at using the Xuanming Divine Palm with cold internal energy. They are keen on fame and wealth and join the Ruyang Palace to drive them. They are the most important members of the palace. The strongest master.

The two studied together since childhood, and have never been separated for a day in decades. Neither of them has wives or children. It can be said that they work together seamlessly. They have always been inseparable and have a tacit understanding. They can know each other just by looking at each other. idea.

The two nodded, Hebiweng nodded, and his figure flashed, appearing behind Yuan Huishi. He turned his hands, and a pair of iron judge's pens appeared in his hands, while Luzhangke also held his dragon-head crutch tightly in his hands. , they accepted the lesson just now and were unwilling to fight the enemy with bare hands, so they took out all their weapons.

Yuan Hui glanced at the two of them, waved her hand, and shouted stop.

"Wait a minute, I'm so half-dressed, it's really unbecoming of a monk!"

"Can you find some clothes first so I can change!"

Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming were stunned when they heard this. During the life and death duel, Yuan Hui still had the time to change her clothes. Should I say that he is a skilled person or that he is too simple?

Although the two elders Xuan Ming were highly skilled in martial arts, their character was despicable and despicable. The two looked at each other and Luzhangke nodded in agreement.

"Can!"

"Thank you then!"

Yuan Hui put her hands together and politely expressed her gratitude to Luzhangke, as if she had never thought that Luzhangke would deceive her.

"Go to hell and change your clothes!"

The deer stick man waved his dragon-headed crutch unceremoniously and hit Yuan Hui's Tianmen head-on. The crane pen man behind him also quickly pointed his judge's pen at the critical point on Yuan Hui's back.