Longevity, step by step to the highest

There are reasons why Wu Ping chose to defeat the two with his Grandmaster cultivation instead of his innate cultivation.

First, he didn't want to shock the world too much, so it's always right to keep a trick.

Second, it was naturally to take away four of the 72 unique skills of Qinglin Temple and to seek all of the 72 unique skills.

From the beginning, the old abbot Jueyuan had no intention of really giving him the Qinglin Temple skills.

Wu Ping could still see this.

The conditions set were extremely harsh, but he didn't expect that he would meet someone who didn't play by the rules.

The result was that Jueyuan was defeated!

Now, he exposed his Grandmaster cultivation for the purpose of defeating the entire Qinglin Temple.

When the time comes, he will plan again and take away the 72 unique skills of Qinglin Temple in a logical way, and there will not be so many subsequent troubles.

If there were only four skills, why would he go to Qinglin Temple so much trouble?

Besides, the four skills could not satisfy Wu Ping, and he said, "I want all"!

As Grandmaster Wu Ping's aura spread, all the disciples of Qinglin Temple present felt a huge pressure.

This aura was not just the early stage of the Grandmaster, but the middle stage of the Grandmaster.

Every step of the Grandmaster is a huge gap, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the gap.

Jueyuan looked at Wu Ping, whose aura was terrifying, and also felt a kind of pressure. He didn't understand why he couldn't do what Wu Ping did when he was also a middle stage Grandmaster?

Looking at the two junior brothers who were beaten and flew away, it seemed that he could accept it. It turned out that his Qinglin Temple was not singled out by the Xiantian Realm warriors!

So, now the question is.

He lost 4 of the 72 unique skills, should he give it or not?

Also, what is the purpose of the other party coming to Qinglin Temple?

Thousands of thoughts flew through Jueyuan's mind, and finally he came to a conclusion: "No matter what the other party's purpose is, his cultivation is only the middle stage of the Grandmaster. Why should my Qinglin Temple give him four of the seventy-two unique skills?"

"Such a precedent cannot be opened in his hands. He cannot become the sinner of Qinglin Temple."

"Otherwise, what should I do if another schemer comes in the future?"

Just like that, Jueyuan quickly thought of a reason to convince himself, and a plan came to his mind.

He called his trusted young monk, whispered a few words, and sent him away.

It seems that he can't beat this "Iron Three Strong", but the three elders of my Qinglin Temple should be no problem, right?

"It turns out that the donor Tie is a great master, I have heard of him for a long time!"

Wu Ping smiled and didn't answer. The old monk's tone on the word "Grandmaster" was quite heavy, and there must be something behind it.

Moreover, the name of Tie Sanqiang has never appeared in the world, so how can he be heard of for a long time?

"Donor, you came to my Qinglin Temple, do you really just want to see the 72 unique skills?"

"Yes! That's true." Wu Ping nodded and confirmed again.

"The strongest of the 72 unique skills are still the three elders of my Qinglin Temple. They are profound in Buddhism and have reached the late stage of Grandmaster cultivation. Donor Tie is interested, I can invite three uncles to come."

"Similarly, if Donor Tie can defeat any of the three elders for ten moves, I promise to add four more books of 72 unique skills, and vice versa."

"If Donor Tie can defeat the three elders of my Qinglin Temple, it is not impossible to offer all 72 unique skills."

"How?"

Wu Ping's eyes lit up, Jueyuan was simply showing another "magic operation".

This man is really good!

Jueyuan himself absolutely did not realize that his behavior was no different from a gambler who was anxious to lose.

His words were soft but strong, and there were many threats. He thought he had defeated Wu Ping, who was in the "mid-stage Grandmaster".

Little did he know that Wu Ping's wave was so cool in the atmosphere that he could hardly breathe!

While Wu Ping pretended to think, the crowd suddenly surged in the square and made way for a passage.

Three white-haired old monks walked out, looking very "kind" and without any terrible momentum.

Seeing the newcomers, Jueyuan felt relieved. Now, even if the other party didn't agree, he had to agree.

If soft tactics don't work, don't blame him for using hard tactics. First courtesy and then force, that's what it means.

It's impossible to take away his 72 unique skills of Qinglin Temple!

Then, Jueyuan and the two chief monks came directly to the three white-browed old monks and saluted with their hands together.

"Meet the three uncles Lechen, Lefan and Leyuan."

"The abbot and the two nephews don't need to be polite. We already know the reason. Take the three of us."

The old monk Lechen, who was in the lead, waved his hand. Although his hair was like snow, he didn't look old at all, and his eyes were even more bright.

Soon, under the guidance of Jueyuan, the three elders of the temple were brought to Wu Ping.

Wu Ping looked at the three newly appeared "big brothers", who were in the late stage of the Grandmaster, and their aura was restrained, and they were indeed extraordinary.

But that's all!

Possessing the "Eternal Life Secret", and being constantly transformed by the purple energy of the Great Daobody, Wu Ping's perception and use of "qi" are completely incomparable to these martial artists.

Jueyuan looked at Wu Ping who was silent, and felt more satisfied.

So what if he is in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, with the three elders of the temple, he can still control it!

"I think Tie Shizhu has already thought about it, choose, the three uncles are here."

Hearing Jueyuan's words, Wu Ping's eyes flashed with a cold color. When did he think about it?

Since the opponent is about to show his cards, he can't weaken his momentum.

"Then, all three of you come together!"

"What?" Jueyuan thought he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"I want to fight three people, what's the problem?"

Wu Ping said coldly, he really wanted to fight three people, and he didn't mean to look down on the opponent.

It's too troublesome to come one by one, it's better to destroy them all together, so that it can better shock Qinglin Temple.

Although Wu Ping thought so, the people in Qinglin Temple didn't think so.

At this moment, Jueyuan even felt that he was overthinking. This thick-browed man might be really rough and extremely confident in his own strength, so he could say such a brainless thing.

The three elders of the temple disappeared their peaceful expressions, and even flashed a lot of anger in their eyes.

The leader, Lechen, looked at Wu Ping and said, "Since Tie Shizhu is so confident, then we three elders will be disrespectful to refuse."

After Lechen finished speaking, he looked at Jueyuan again. He wanted to make some preparations so that this big man would know what the profound Buddhist teachings were.

If he really had a connection with Buddhism, accepting him as an arhat would be a very good choice.

If it was not effective, then only Buddhism could be used to free him from the sea of ​​suffering in this world.

"Abbot, please dismiss all the disciples. The battle of the late Grandmaster has a wide impact. If he is injured by mistake, it will be bad."

Wu Ping did not speak, but understood.

Soon, with Jueyuan's help, only 7 Grandmasters were left on the field.

The three elders of Qinglin Temple, the abbot Jueyuan, the two chief monks, and finally Wu Ping.

"Everyone, everyone has left. If you have anything to say, just say it directly, otherwise you will not have the chance to say it later."

Wu Ping glanced around and finally fixed his eyes on Chen.