"Zhang Junbao! Are you crazy?"

"You still don't go to the Precepts Academy to apologize with us? When you are young and ignorant, we will plead for you and let the master of the Precepts Academy open your mouth to you." The Shaolin monk holding a vine stick said to Cao Zhe.

Cao Zhe shook the banner behind him and continued to beat drums and drums. The sixteen-character mantra was also a lot, which made the Shaolin monks' foreheads leapt.

"It's really crazy. Don't talk nonsense to him, take it down first." said a monk.

Then several monks rushed up with vine sticks in their hands.

Cao Zhe jumped up in the air, but stepped on the foreheads of the two bald heads, laughing and said, "Bald head, bald head, can't you slippery."

As he said that, he flew across the air, his body was flexible and agile, and he was as if he had oil on his feet. The monk who rushed towards him could not even touch the corner of his clothes.

The monks who had left some room for leeway suddenly felt aroused in their hearts, and they could not suppress the Avalokitesvara Sutra ten times.

"Form a formation!" a monk shouted.

Thirteen stick monks came out to form the Luohan Qimen stick formation.

The formation is secretly combined with the Eight Trigrams and reflects the five elements externally. Although it is not as good as the Tiangang Beidou Formation of Quanzhen Sect, it can be multiplied with seven or seven and continuously stacked, it is also one of the very difficult formations in the martial arts world.

Although there were only thirteen monks, what Cao Zhe saw at this moment was full of sticks and shadows, and was storming like a sea of ​​storms, suppressing his activity space from all aspects.

Cao Zhe was not afraid, but the formation was good... After all, the people who used it could not reach the same goal.

People's hearts are deviated, their hands and feet are fast and slow, and the flaws between the use of stick techniques and the movement of the formation will be constantly opened up.

Naturally, I can't see it at will, and I can only be bound into the bound formation and gradually collapse... The strong should be able to break through the formation with violence, forcibly tear out a hole, and use one person's strength to forcibly overwhelm the combined force of thirteen people.

And Cao Zhe, of course, saw every flaw in the stick formation clearly.

Then it was like a joke, and it was drilled back and forth in the formation.

Although it did not hurt people, they would occasionally rub the bald monks' heads, which made them even more angry.

Another loud shout.

The number of stick monks increased to eighteen, forming a brand new Arhat Tiger Formation.

It's just that they obviously went in the wrong direction.

It is difficult for thirteen people to take full care of each other, and eighteen people have even more omissions.

Cao Zhe used his flexible body skills to freely shuttle through the stick array, coming in and out, going in and out, going in and out... he completely regarded the monk temple as a bathing center.

However, the bald beauties could only be passively selected and then changed a batch of them.

Don’t look at Cao Zhe who needs to deal with Xinzhai to eliminate and beat, or even bury nails in advance.

That's because Xinzhai is strong and has a strong accumulation.

Most of these ordinary Shaolin monks have only less than ten years of skill. The kung fu in their hands is of course better than those in the world, but in Cao Zhe's eyes, they can only be the word "sparse".

After successfully arousing the anger of these monks, Cao Zhe did not stop, but instead kept rushing deep into the temple.

Every time I go to a courtyard, I will be provoked.

It was not until the Bodhisattvas who were teased by the monks in the courtyard all set up nameless fire, and then they carried a large number of "followers" and continued to go to the next place.

Cao Zhe did not let go of the courtyard of the monks, but also the places where the monks stayed.

When I entered, I felt a fire. The scriptures that the monks wrote and annotated were all turned into white ashes.

In less than twenty minutes, Cao Zhe was following a huge team of hundreds of people.

This is almost more than half of the monks in the gate of Shaolin Temple.

From elite monks in various academies to some errand disciples, they all surrounded and intercepted Cao Zhe, and they were about to capture him.

However, that's all!

Cao Zhe's behavior has attracted several monks of the generation without a name to chase him.

It would be fine if it was just a generation without a word. The Tianzi generation, who was of the same generation as Abbot Tianming, also came out with two old monks. They formed the power of subduing dragons and subduing tigers for many years, and captured them from both sides. Cao Zhe was also in danger to avoid it.

"That's all, this is the only way to save this one!"

"If you continue to tease me, I will really finish the game when the old man from the Xin generation comes out!" Cao Zhe thought to himself.

Then he shouted: "The martial arts world is a master of Shaolin, bald, bald, no worries about rain!"

The monks who were yelling at this voice, who did not intend to continue chasing, had a fire of anger in their hearts burning again.

However, Cao Zhe jumped, turned into a big roc, flew out of the high courtyard wall of Shaolin Temple, and flew towards the vast mountains and forests.

"Don't tell him to run away!"

"Catch up with him!"

"Catch it, block his mouth, and click on his mute hole. He must practice thirty years of silence!"

"Senior Brother! You have violated the precept of anger."

"I'm offending him, no one can stop me. I'm going to be punished today. At worst, I'll go to the precepts to get the punishment of my own in the precepts another day. I'll give you a punishment!"

The angry bald men rushed out in one go and followed Cao Zhe into the forest.

They were not afraid that Cao Zhe would set up a trap in the forest.

After all, this is Shaoshi Mountain. If someone "builds a large-scale construction" in Shaoshi Mountain, they will not have noticed it.

Of course...they are too confident!

The court's artillery was all set at the foot of the mountain, don't they know?

And at this moment, a monk without a name had quickly entered Abbot Tianming's meditation room.

"Vice President! Not good!"

"A lay disciple named Zhang Junbao suddenly broke in like crazy, leading most of the disciples out of the temple and into the forest." Monk Wuchen said to the abbot Tianming.

Abbot Tianming slowly opened his eyes. His face, which was already full of old, was embedded with eyes that were almost dark and dark.

"This is not a coincidence! He did it on purpose, and quickly... and all monks and monks of all sizes will be on standby in the temple. Without this warrant, they are not allowed to leave a half step."

"Also, protect the lead, without him... We must break through the defense of His Majesty the Martial Emperor, but it is not that simple." Tianming said.

Monk Wuchen walked away quickly.

After Wuchen left, Tianming clasped his hands at a place and said, "I have to bother Uncle Master. That little thing dares to make trouble, which makes the whole temple restless. It is also a bit of skill. Uncle Master should cut the mess quickly, and use the heart of the devil to subdue demons to eliminate this evil and ugly thing that is a mess."

"Guo Jing is a person with great ambitions. You are really determined to do so. Can you change your country and change everything?" an old voice asked.

Tianming said: "It is rare to have half of success or failure. We can't wait any longer. If we let him sit for another ten years, we will stop all our affairs."

"The Mongolian national magistrate has had a tacit understanding with me a few days ago. At the right time, he will persuade Mongolia to send troops."

The sound outside the window was no longer heard. It was obvious that the person entrusted by Abbot Tianming had left and chased Cao Zhe and left.

Abbot Tianming stood in the meditation room, looked at the bronze statue of Tathagata behind the cushion, closed his eyebrows and said, "Amitabha!"
Chapter completed!