Chapter 37 South Shaolin

As if swept by a sharp file, a thick layer of flesh and blood was removed from the palms of the bald man's palms, and the invisible sword spirit splashed everywhere also broke dozens or twelve long holes in his monk's clothes, and then left dozens of long sword marks on his body! There was even a sharp sword spirit that went straight to the forehead of the bald man, leaving a ferocious wound in the middle of his eyebrows!

However, after suffering such a serious injury, the bald man was not at a loss, but showed the ecstasy of the rest of his life after the disaster: "So it is. Your sword spirit is just in vain, and you almost cheated me..."

With a ferocious smile, the bald man suddenly stopped. Under the real anger, the blood surged on the weakened and blurred big hands, but he did not realize it and closed to Luo Yuchen's sword body again. At the same time, the big bald man was also condescending and suddenly touched Luo Yuchen's head...

"Well, I don't know whether to live or die!" Luo Yuchen sneered and took a deep breath. A new true breath quickly rose from his Dantian, and then he saw that the weak true qi fluctuation on his body suddenly returned to its peak state! Then, Luo Yuchen shook his sword again. In the incredible eyes of the bald man, a gorgeous green lotus bloomed again on the tip of the sword!

"No, it's impossible!" Although I have tried my best to stop, the huge inertia can no longer be offset in an instant because it was too hard and too decisive before. Therefore, the bald man could only look at the deadly green lotus print on his face little by little with fear and despair...

"The benefactor has mercy!" A gentle and soft voice suddenly sounded, and the tone was calm, as if he was talking normally, but it gave people a feeling from a distance! Luo Yuchen's face changed. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a little red light roaring down from the hillside more than ten feet away, and he had arrived in front of Luo Yuchen in the blink of an eye!

"No, I don't have the ability to be an enemy!" In the blink of an eye, Luo Yuchen had already judged the form. The sword in his hand was slightly stagnant, and his whole body was also slightly tilted back, but it was a prelude to preparing to retreat and temporarily avoid the edge. Seeing this, the bald man couldn't help relaxing his expression, showing a relaxed and ferocious smile. Then he saw that instead of taking the opportunity to get out, he raised his palms and patted Luo Yuchen's chest like a fire!

"Zhao Gang can't!" The previous voice sounded again, but the bald man named Zhao Gang turned a deaf ear and still rushed to Luo Yuchen. Seeing this, the anger in Luo Yuchen's eyes was about to condense into substance: "Well, there is a way to heaven. If you don't go, you really don't know whether to live or die!"

With a cold snorting, his heart was completely murderous. Luo Yuchen also stopped in an instant. The true breath gathered in his chest and let the bald man's palms hit him firmly. At the same time, his right-hand sword also drove the blooming green lotus to meet the red light in the air. Go to...

"Ding!", a crisp sound of gold and iron sounded. The sword lotus on the tip of Luo Yuchen's sword was broken, and the incredible huge power came from the sword body. Luo Yuchen's body shook greatly, and he could no longer suppress the injury. He couldn't help spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah..." But such a little internal injury is completely worth it, because at the same time as Luo Yuchen vomited blood, the little red light was finally diverted by him, suddenly deflected the direction, and hit the unexpected blow heavily. It seemed that he had some bald men who didn't believe much...< /P>

"Amitabha!" It's still the same voice. When the first word of the Buddha's name was spit out, the man was still nearly a hundred meters away, but when the last word sounded, an old monk with a thin figure and white hair had already arrived at the scene and stopped Luo Yuchen and the bald man...

After taking a deep look at Luo Yuchen, the clear old monk turned his head and bent down to check the injury of the bald man. After a slight glance, he was immediately relieved: "It's okay. The injury is not serious!"

With that, the old monk's hands were moved, and the bald man's chest acupuncture point was clicked more than a dozen times, and the tendency of the fountain to spray blood out quickly stopped a lot at once. After the old monk took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured some yellow-brown powder, the bleeding of the wound was quickly stopped...

"Good boy, this old monk is so awesome!" Zhang Yi, who stood not far away and watched the whole conflict process, took a breath of relief from the previous series of dazzling changes. Calmly and looking at it, he couldn't help stretching out his tongue - the "murder weapon" with a small hole in the bald man's chest had been washed down by his blood, but it was an extremely delicate pink petal!

"Damn it, there are really people who can fly flowers and pick leaves to hurt people!" Zhang Yi was still amazed in his heart, but the old monk suddenly looked up and looked at him curiously! Zhang Yi was shocked, but then he saw the old monk smiling kindly at him, nodded slightly, and then turned his eyes to Luo Yuchen: "How does the little benefactor feel? Does your injury matter?"

"I'm fine. I won't bother the master!" Luo Yuchen had wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth at this time, and his attitude towards the old monk was not too bad, but his long sword was still clenched in his hand and did not put it away.

"That's good. The old monk was eager to save people before, so he had to send out a hidden weapon and apologize to the benefactor here!"

"I dare not!" Luo Yuchen hurriedly dodged and let go of the old monk's Eleven Li, and the expression on his face gradually eased: "Master, you don't have to do this. The boy knows that you have shown mercy. With the master's internal skills, if you really want to hurt me, it is impossible to stop the blow just now..."

"Well, the donor praised it!" The old monk nodded slightly and looked at Luo Yuchen with softer eyes. However, when the atmosphere on the field was slightly relaxed, the bald man lying on the ground suddenly woke up. As soon as he sat up, he saw Luo Yuchen's figure, and then the bald man's eyes suddenly turned red: "Good thief, you haven't left yet? I'll fight with you..."

Seeing that the bald-headed man jumped up from the ground and rushed to himself regardless of the wound on his body, Luo Yuchen just shrugged his shoulders and didn't look nervous at all. Instead, he took his sword back to the sheath and looked relaxed. And the thin old monk's face turned black for the first time: " Stop it!"

"Sure enough, the people watching the bustle can't be too arrogant, otherwise it will be easy to be affected by the pond fish..." With a big shout, as if he had hit a Thunderbolt in the air. Zhang Yi, who was the farthest away from the old monk, felt black in front of him and suddenly fell into a coma. The bald man was also suddenly stagnant, but he only paused slightly, and then rushed up even more crazily...

"Presumptuous, Zhao Gang, you don't even listen to Lao Yu?" There was another "lion roar", and the old monk was also mercilessly. He directly put his hand on Zhao Gang's shoulder and pressed him so hard to move. In anger and hurry, Zhao Gang suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted straight...

"Alas, evil, evil!" With a gentle sigh, the old monk brushed his sleeves, grabbed Zhao Gang's shoulder and lifted it up, and sent a soft true breath into Zhao Gang's body, which instantly calmed the nearly boiling Zhenyuan qi and blood in Zhao Gang's body. Then, the old monk raised his head and saluted Luo Yuchen with one hand: "I'm sorry, the younger generation can't do it. He has been offended many times, but it's abrupt to the guests..."

"The master is so polite, young people, always a little young!" Since he can't beat others, and he has taken full advantage of it, Luo Yuchen naturally does not hesitate to show his demeanor. At present, he saw him bow slightly and saluted, "I don't know what to call the master?"

"Lao Huiming, live in the first position in the South Shaolin Luohan Hall!" As soon as the old monk's words fell, Luo Yuchen's heart was slightly shocked, "It turned out to be Master Huiming. The boy was rude..."

"It's a guest from afar, little benefactor. If you don't mind, how about entering the temple and drinking a cup of tea?"

"Respect is better than obeying. In this way, I'll disturb you!"

"No bother, don't bother!" Master Huiming smiled and his empty left hand gently leaned forward. Zhang Yi, who fainted on the ground, seemed to be hung up by a thin thread. He flew up lightly and took the initiative to throw himself into Master Huiming's hand!

"Dragon capture!" Luo Yuchen was shocked again and once again raised the strength of the old monk Huiming. Although the old monk was aware of Luo Yuchen's mood swings, he did not show any pride. He just nodded slightly and said very gently, "This young man has a firm and gentle personality, which is in line with my Buddhist monk's temperament, and he was personally attracted by the benefactor, but he is really related to my Nan Shaolin. ......”

"Oh? So, this Zhang Yi brother is blessed by misfortune this time? After taking a deep look at the unconscious player, Luo Yuchen followed the old monk Huiming and continued to trek along the mountain road.

Although the old monk looks dry and thin, he can still walk on the rugged mountain road after carrying two people in his hand. At the beginning, he may have the intention to take care of Luo Yuchen and deliberately slowed down. But it didn't take long for the old monk to find that Luo Yuchen's light power was not bad. Therefore, the old monk's footsteps were getting faster and faster, and his steps were getting bigger and bigger. It was not until Luo Yuchen stimulated the limit of light power that he regained his speed and led the way forward.

It didn't take long for a deep ancient temple hidden in the forest spring to appear in front of Luo Yuchen...