Martial Arts World

"Amitabha, the noble guest Linmen Laoguan failed to welcome him, forgive sins and forgive sins!"

"Dr. Lin Sha, this is my abbot of Tianlong Temple!"

Before Lin Sha waited for a long time, a loud and old voice came.

Looking up, the instinct that had just left, followed a stride behind an old monk.

"Master Ben, be polite!"

Lin Sha smiled slightly, his expression calmly directed at the steady old monk.

"You're so polite, Lord Lin is so old and unpredictable, it really makes the old fellow shameful!"

Slowly walking to Linsha, this was due to a pair of wise old eyes who stared deeply at the former Kuiwei youth for a while, and gently nodded and extended his invitation: "The instinct brother of the Lord Lin has already spoken to Lao Qu, please tell the lord and Lao Qu Zheng Dian!"

"But by the abbot!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, with no joy or worries, and calm, walking leisurely behind the two monks of Ine and Instinct, and went straight to the main hall of Tianlong Temple.

It’s all Dali Royal Temple, naturally there will not be many pilgrims, and the entire Tianlong Temple looks calm and peaceful.

This is the environment for Buddha cultivation!

After the two monks of Ben Yin and Instinct traversed around in the huge Tianlong Temple, feeling the peaceful atmosphere in the temple, Lin Sha nodded secretly.

It is no wonder that Tianlong Temple not only has masters, but also a great number of great Buddhist monks who are superb in Buddhism.

In addition to martial arts and high strength, the abbot of Tianlong Temple leading the way is also very exquisite, and it has been praised and respected by many Central Plains slaves from Lin.

"Mr. Lin, please!"

As he walked to the gate of the Great Hall of Lords, Ben stopped and called with his hands to join the ceremony.

"you are welcome!"

Slightly nodded, feeling the strong breath of the Great Hall of Patriarch, Lin Sha smiled calmly slightly, and walked slowly past Master Ben to the Great Pavilion.

Buzz!

Just before stepping on the front hall of the Great Hall of Heroes, I heard a buzzing sound from the air, a shadow of correction was stepped in, and the long sleeves of the monk clothes fluttered.

"This. Is the hospitality of Tianlong Temple?"

Lin Sha's mouth smiled, his eyes calm and calm, and he opened his palms in a non-shimmering manner, waving a tremendously powerful and powerful palm.

A mumble came out. Lin Shakuiwei's figure was motionless, but instead the face of the monk who was first sold in the temple suddenly turned red, and his figure retreated at a faster rate than before.

"Amitabha, the donor is so profound!"

At this time, another mellow voice of Buddhism came. The sound of the waves rolled like a thunder exploded, followed by a fierce fierce finger breaking through the air: "I heard that the donor Yiyang finger repair has reached the second grade, and the poor monk does not want to ask for one or two!"

Haha, your fingertips are all sent out, and then it is a bit hypocritical!

Lin Sha smiled calmly and relaxed, and pointed out with a finger, a sharp and overbearing but almost silent finger force came out of the hand, a slamming collision with She Lai Jin in the air, and she will be eliminated. Say there is still more energy to move on.

"Amitabha, the donor Yi Yang pointed out that it was really superb!"

A figure flew in the depths of the temple. It was as if the bird had jumped up and down a distance, and had jumped not far from Linsha's body.

"Carved Bug Little Skill!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, this time he didn't even send out his fingers. The wide robe sleeves on his right hand rolled lightly, and the two sharp Li Yang fingers that radiated away disappeared invisible.

"Amitabha, the admiring martial arts high and poor monks admire!"

The old monk bowed and bowed, and did not continue to move slowly back into the grey hall.

"Abbot, what does this mean?"

Lin Sha stepped slowly into the Hall of Great Heroes, and asked calmly.

"Hum, Lord Lin's trip is intended to be watched with the six-legged sword of my town's temple treasure. Several brothers naturally have to weigh the donor's qualifications!"

When the instincts were not answered, the instincts on one side screamed with rage.

"How about now?"

Lin Sha smiled inwardly, the old instinct monk was really simple, and there was a big gap in the words. He naturally had to run well.

"Amitabha, the donor also invites the narrative in the hall!"

Because of his bad eyesight, Ben hurriedly interjected in, reached out and invited Lin Sha to move on, and turned back to stare instinctively, making the instinct inexplicable and confused.

Little words are naturally not enough. When entering the Great Hall of the Magistrate, looking around, there were four futons in front of the Buddha statue, and three old monks sat on their faces and smiled kindly.

"Presumably the three are the other three in the Dragon Four!"

Lin Sha's expression was calm and abnormal, and she slowly walked and stood in front of the three itself and smiled.

"Ben Guan!" "Ben Sen!" "Ben Xiang!"

"Have seen Lord Lin!"

The three old monks stood up together, bowing their hands together to salute.

"Linsha has met three masters!"

Gently smiled and bowed the hand to salute, Lin Sha looked relaxed and didn't face the four copies of Tianlong Temple at all.

"Please sit down, donor!"

Ben Yin stepped forward and smiled slightly at the smooth floor opposite the four futons.

"Hey, the four masters are welcome!"

With a chuckle, Lin Sha didn't feel annoyed at all, and sat cross-legged on the spot, without the barely embarrassed appearance of silk cakes.

"The donor is in a good mood!"

Ben gave a loud voice, and immediately Xiao Xiaomi walked out with a futon, respectfully placed him next to Lin Sha and invited him to take a seat.

"Strength has reached our level, although all foreign objects can not be said to be floating clouds, but it is no longer difficult to affect the fluctuation of mood, does the master think it?"

With a light smile, his body suddenly rose into the air, the futon next to Pingping moved up, and landed on the futon steadily. The four books stared at him with a higher score for Linsha.

"The donor said so much!"

Ben nodded and smiled, but his heart smiled bitterly.

"Those masters, I don't know what to say about my intention?"

Unhappy to play against the four old monks, Lin Sha smiled and stepped straight into the topic.

"With the donor Yiyang pointing to two grades of cultivation, does it seem that the Six Veins Excalibur does not matter?"

The neighbor next to him suddenly opened his mouth and looked over with a smile.

"Yes, this is where the old monk was puzzled!"

Ben Guan and Ben Shen nodded together, and Ben Cao looked over with curiosity, obviously wanting to know Lin Sha's thoughts.

One yang refers to the basic skills of practicing the six-sword divine sword, but one yang refers to the advanced level of cultivation, such as the second grade or even the first-grade realm. In fact, the power is not worse than the six-stringed sword, and it is even more superior in the divine. !

At least Yiyang Finger has obvious effect on healing. Six-sword Excalibur has no other advantages except its great power.

After all, they are all monks, and their Dharma practice is not low. Naturally, they will not be like ordinary rivers and lakes, and they will blindly pursue powerful forces. What's more, their identity is here. The upper level of the Tianlong Temple, Dali's royal monastery, enjoys high prestige in the southwestern Wulin. Usually there is no eye-opening Xiao Xiao dare to come to the door to provoke provocation. In fact, there are not many mobile phone meetings.

"If I said that I was just curious about the Six-Sword Excalibur, do the four masters believe it?"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, and asked without delay.

"letter!"

The four books spoke in unison, and the sound was as exciting as the twilight morning clock.

"The four masters never forget to try Lin Mou!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, indifferent to the thunderous thunder in his ear, ridiculed and teased.

"The main subject is advanced, the old monk admires it!"

Ben lowered his head and announced a buddha, raising his eyes, and his gleaming light was magnificent. He slowly said: "The request of the donor really embarrassed the old monk, please forgive Tianlong Temple!"

The voice has just fallen, and the atmosphere of the detailed and peaceful Daxiong Hall is stiff!

The four old monks of Bencai, Benshan, Benshen and Benqi all stared nervously at Lin Sha, and his body was full of energy, and the monks roamed in the wind without a wind. Once Lin Sha changed slightly, they would usher in a storm. Stupid and violent attack.

"To be honest!"

Lin Sha’s reaction was four surprises, his face was still calm, as if he had never heard the rejection of the cause, but he smiled slowly and said slowly: "Strength has reached our realm, and we act very seldom. Do that against your heart!"

The four books are inexplicable, just sitting quietly and watching Lin Sha's words quietly.

"Since I have moved to read the Six-Chain Excalibur, I will not give up easily!"

Ignoring the four books that changed in color, Lin Sha said with her own voice: "But I always act bright and upright, I don't want to be the sneaky villain!"

The four books are silent, and somehow they have the idea of ​​admiration.

"With my strength, I don't speak big words, I really want to sneak into Tianlong Temple, don't talk about the four masters, or even add a master Ku Rong, I can't stop me from taking the six-sword sword sword of Guisi!"

Lin Sha looked indifferent, slowly speaking as if to state a very simple fact.

"Arrogance!"

The youngest and weakest character suddenly screamed loudly, interrupted Lin Sha’s words with a look of anger, and turned angrily into a vajra, angrily said: "Since the donor is so confident, the old monk wants Ask for advice and see if the donor is overdue?"

Speaking of turning up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The index finger of both hands suddenly pointed out, and dozens of fierce fingers were blasted out in a sudden, crisscrossing the whole body of Linsha who sat safely.

"Still have a fight!"

Lin Sha sighed softly, shook his head and the sleeve of his right hand swept like a dark cloud, and a soft force of energy swallowed, instantly all the strength of the original expression was rolled into the sleeve to disappear invisible.

"The donor, offended!"

For this reason, this concept and this sensation were all in concert and salute. They all flew together in a vertical shape. They surrounded Lin Sha in the shape of three talents. Six powerful palms were extended.

"Four-grade, four-grade, or four-grade!"

Lin Shaduan sat in a futon, and smiled and shook his head slowly. "It seems that the four masters' cultivation on the one finger is really unsatisfactory!"

Stretching his arms, as if to stretch a thousand hands, spurting the finger strength and spurting out, colliding with the Yang finger that has been slamming from all sides... (to be continued.)