All the disciples of Shaolin Temple and the heroes who participated in the Martial Forest conference saw this scene, all of them were terrified and terrified. On the other hand, Jiang Hao frowned, and then stretched it out again. With a light smile, he untied the Calabash from his waist, and took a swig. But at this time, the smoke and dust cleared away, and an old figure appeared in front of everyone. But in the smoke and dust, a skinny monk wearing an old monk's robe slowly appeared. There was still a broom under his feet, and he thought he was still sweeping the floor just now. This monk is emaciated and emaciated, his appearance is old, his long beard is completely white, he seems to know a little bit of martial arts?! But what shocked everyone was that this emaciated old monk turned his hands to the sky, holding the pagoda in his hands. And when he put it down steadily with ease, behind him were the nine masters of Shaolin who collapsed to the ground. Now a question pops up in everyone's mind. Who is this person? He actually has such supernatural power, and he can lift this ten thousand catty pagoda.
Someone who possesses such magical skills cannot possibly be the unknown person on the Rivers and Lakes! But at this time, some Shaolin disciples saw the old monk's figure and appearance clearly, and they were all startled, and their faces showed an inconceivable spirit, as if they saw some strange things from the Arabian Nights! This person... Isn't this person an old monk who has been sweeping the floor in the Sutra Pavilion all year round? he...how he... Could it be... Could it be that this person is the real peerless master? Jiang Hao put down the Calabash in his hand, looked at the sweeping monk, and then said with a smile: "Old monk, you have finally come out. If you don't come out, I will burn down your ruined temple. Look at you!" Where else can I go to sweep the floor in the future!" The sweeping monk stared at Jiang Hao, and said slowly: "Amitābha, Jushi Jiang is young, but his martial arts have reached such a terrifying level. It is really remarkable, but why did your honor fight in Shaolin Temple today? There is no reason for it. Disturb the cleanliness of this thousand-year-old temple." Jiang Hao waved his hand and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to be reasonable, but these monks are too angry and want to fight when they come up. Now, how about it? Why don't we play a game, old monk?" The sweeping monk sighed, and said slowly: "Amitābha, Layman Jiang, you have martial arts and good fortune. I, a useless old monk, how can I be your opponent?" Jiang Hao shook his head, and said with a slight smile: "In today's world, when it comes to martial arts, the only people who can compete with me are the real Zhang Sanfeng Zhang and you, the nameless monk. As soon as this statement came out, all the people present were shocked. Zhang Sanfeng, what kind of god is Zhang Zhenren? It is said that they have already reached the Realm of Earthly Celestial, such a person should already be called an immortal! Now such a seemingly fragile old monk, who is still a handyman monk who sweeps the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day, in Jiang Hao's mouth is actually the same as that real person's evaluation. Could it be that he is also Earthly Celestial? At that moment, everyone's minds were wide open, and they thought to themselves: "Since this is the case, if there is a battle between the Daoist Zhang and the floor-sweeping monk, what will be the outcome of the battle between the two top masters of Buddhism and Taoism?" Is the Tao one foot tall or the Buddha one foot tall? But judging from today's situation, it may be Jiang Hao, the Devil Monarch, who is as powerful as a devil! He is a hero in the world! The sweeping monk shook his head slightly. He said: "I will not fight with you. The poor monk has not fought with anyone for many years, and he will never fight with others again. The world is full of disputes. You kill me, I kill you, and compete for the illusory number one in the world." What's the use? Why don't you lay down your weapons and learn some Dharma from me.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Hao shook his head, looked into the eyes of the sweeping monk and said word by word: "I am a great devil in this world, devil prestige is monstrous, your Dharma is too superficial to get over me, if you have the ability, why don't you let that Sakyamuni talk to me! The Buddha came to talk to me about taking refuge!" As soon as this remark came out, all the monks turned pale in shock, their eyes widened in disbelief, sweating profusely, and there was only one thought in their minds: "Crazy, really crazy, how dare this person speak such wild words!" The sweeping monk heard the words, shook his head slightly, and said with some regret: "It's a pity that Jushi Jiang is so Deva, he is willing to sink into Devil Dao, pitiful, lamentable, why are the world so obsessed with it?" Jiang Hao laughed loudly and said: "Old monk, how do you know the ultimate bliss in the world of mortals? Look at your abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple, who is also called a great monk by the world, isn't he just committing greed, hatred and ignorance all over the place?" !" ‥...ask for flowers... "It's him who is the leader of Dage who has no eyes and kills innocent people indiscriminately. He is the one who hooked up with that wicked Ye Erniang and even gave birth to a child, but he is unwilling to stop that Ye Erniang from killing innocent children. Today, in order to preserve the reputation of Shaolin , he is also the one who has the cheek to refuse to admit his guilt, this eminent monk from Shaolin Temple is much more powerful than the devil like me!" As soon as this statement came out, the audience was ebullient. Everyone was shocked, but they had to believe it. Xiao Feng was startled, a cold electricity flashed in his eyes, he roared loudly: "Okay, okay! I didn't expect that the leader Dage that I, Xiao, was looking for so hard is actually the abbot of this Shaolin Temple!" 0 ......... "It's no wonder that Dage refused to tell me before. If he hadn't seen such shocking news with his own eyes, no one would believe it, right?" At this time, Jiang Hao looked at the sweeping monk with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "Old monk, why don't I take you to Qunyuyuan, taste the taste of this ten-foot soft red, and let you know what is the world of bliss, okay?" Everyone present was at a loss. Qunyuyuan? What is that place? Could it be some kind of martial arts Sacred Land? A person from Martial Forest who knew the situation off the court said with a look of disbelief: "Then...that group of jade courtyards is a brothel..." "Ah this..." "What!?" Everyone was dumbfounded, too shocked to speak. This... This devil actually wants to take the Shaolin eminent monk to visit the brothel? God! How dare this man blaspheme the Buddha! And on the side of Dongfang Bubai, above the pretty face of the country and the city, a red cloud quietly floated, secretly thinking:
"The first time I met this little thief was in that group of Jade Courtyards. We had a fight as soon as we met. I didn't expect him to remember it!" At this time, the sweeping monk put his hands together and said slowly: "Jiang Lay has fallen into Devil Dao and cannot extricate himself. Since you are so obsessed with obsession, this old monk will fulfill Lay Jiang's wish and fight with you. If you If you lose, stay and join me in Dharma!"