Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

He is very confident.

"Master Dakini, you say I have fallen into a magic barrier?" Lin Pingzhi asked with a smile.

He looked at emptiness and continued:

"I heard that the four great monks of the Kongzi generation in Shaolin, and Kongjian, the master of wisdom, stood still and let Xie Xun beat him in order to persuade the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun to put down his butcher knife."

"In the end, Master Kong Jian died under Xie Xun's Seven Injuries Fist."

"I don't know Master Kongyata, is he going to transform me like Master Kongjian?"

When Lin Pingzhi was talking.

With a playful look on his face.

Empty death.

At that time, the people in Shaolin Temple were very angry.

Now Lin Pingzhi brings this up again.

Let emptiness can't help but feel resentful in my heart.

"Lin Pingzhi, stop talking nonsense!"

Kongxing pointed at Lin Pingzhi and shouted.

"Yo yo yo? Angry?"

Lin Pingzhi joked.

"It seems that the master of emptiness has not achieved emptiness, this temperament is really irritable!"

Kong Xing listened to Lin Pingzhi's words.

The anger in his eyes subsided immediately.

"Amitabha."

Kongxing put his palms together sincerely and recited a Buddha's name.

Followed by.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Pingzhi.

His expression was calm.

"Benefactor Lin, Buddhism can sacrifice one's life to cross people, and can also subdue demons like a vajra."

Speaking of it.

Emptiness paused.

The palms that were originally clasped together slowly separated.

And make a fist.

Squat down slightly.

It is the starting style of Shaolin Arhat Boxing.

"Today, this old man will be a vajra to subdue demons!"

There was a firm look in his eyes.

"Go ahead."

Lin Pingzhi looked at the emptiness in front of him.

Involuntarily shook his head.

This guy hypnotized himself in his heart.

Let him feel that he does everything.

They are all obedient to Buddhism.

"Since the master of emptiness asks so."

Lin Pingzhi slowly put away the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade.

Clip it around your waist.

"Then, respect is worse than obedience!"

Lin Pingzhi's voice fell.

A cold color flashed in his eyes.

A little under his feet, a Hundred Blossoms Wrong Fist directly blasted towards Kong Xing.

"Hundred Blossoms Wrong Fist!"

Kongxing deserves to be the god monk of Shaolin.

His knowledge is indeed very wide.

But he is also very confident in his martial arts.