He put his hands behind his back, coughed, and walked towards a Bodhi tree!

When he came to me again, he immediately said:

"In ancient times, Manjusri Bodhisattva became a Buddha instantly. Now, Heavenly Master came to my Lingyin Temple to exchange ideas and learn from each other!"

"Baowen, as your senior brother, why don't you go first?"

When Monk Baowen, who was standing nearby, heard this, a hint of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

Looking at Zhang Daoran standing aside, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

I thought that although this person was only eight years old, he was the future Heavenly Master.

If you hit too hard, or something goes wrong, it's all your own karma!

After all, today's world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom!

Thinking of this, Monk Bao Wen smiled and said:

"Little Heavenly Master, in order to avoid showing that I am bullying the weak, why don't I give you a hand!"

"This time our competition is just for communication!"

When Zhang Daoran heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the monk Baowen in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He sighed and spread his hands without caring about it.

"Excuse me, but even if you don't let me, you will still lose!"

"As for why, because you are trash!"

Rubbish?

The hot-tempered monk Baowen was stunned and instantly became furious!

He put his hands on his waist and snorted, completely forgetting the ways of the world and said:

"Who are you calling trash?"

"Don't get me wrong!" Zhang Daoran smiled and spread his hands (▔, ▔) and said:

"I'm not targeting you, I mean everyone here, you're all garbage!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the monks present changed!

Even Xiao Zizai, who hadn't left yet, was stunned, and then his eyes narrowed!

"Really? Xiao Zizai is willing to fight with the Little Heavenly Master!"

Chapter 90: Battle with Xiao Zizai! Thunder shatters the darkness!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned again.

Especially the monk Jiekong swallowed his saliva and reminded:

"Old Heavenly Master, my disciple is very powerful. If the young Heavenly Master gets hurt, what should we do..."

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

With his hands behind his back, he shook his head slightly, wondering why the old monk let Xiao Zizai stay.

Mostly for the purpose of sparring, otherwise if Shaolin Temple loses, it would be really embarrassing!

Thinking of this, the old Taoist made a bet:

"Host, how about we make a bet?"

"If my disciple loses, you can all learn the Thunder Method and Golden Light Curse!"

"If you lose, then you should give us a few years' donations from Longhu Mountain!"

Hearing this, Monk Jiekong smiled slightly.

After thinking for a long time, I found out that the old master is waiting for me here!

He nodded calmly and said confidently:

"The incense doesn't matter, I'm mainly worried about the safety of the little Taoist priest!"

"It's okay," the old Taoist priest said loudly:

"Whoever hurts my disciple, I will naturally take action!"

After the words faded, Xiao Zizai was stunned, and Monk Jie Kong was also stunned!

Looking at the old Taoist priest who was threatening them openly, they were speechless!

On the contrary, after hearing this, Zhang Daoran seemed even more like a lone warrior seeking to defeat the enemy!

He looked at Xiao Zizai with emotion and said:

"Master, if you want to fight me, you have to play next!"

"Come on! Master Bao Wen!"

After saying this, Zhang Daoran took a step forward!

As he raised his hand, a bolt of lightning exploded!

Thunder in the Palm!

When Monk Baowen saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.

Not caring too much, he snorted and dodged the attack!

After dodging for a moment, he took the opportunity to close the distance and wanted to engage in close combat!

But Zhang Daoran smiled, folded his arms and said:

"Master, you are too slow!"

"Have you ever heard of thunder punishment?"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the sky over the entire temple was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder!

A layer of lightning suddenly appeared on Zhang Daoran's body!

He slowly flew into the air, like the god of thunder descending to the earth!

With lightning flashing in his eyes, he raised his hand and waved it in the darkness all around him!

Suddenly, streaks of lightning instantly spread across Zhang Daoran's palms!

"This is... a thunderbolt from the sky!"

The sudden scene surprised Monk Jiekong:

"How come he is so young, yet his attainments in thunder magic are so amazing!"

"It's unreasonable!" Xiao Zizai said in shock after seeing it!

However, the old Taoist priest standing by found it extremely natural!

He thought to himself how talented his disciple was, and perhaps only he himself knew!

Without the inheritance of the Heavenly Master's Five Thunders Method, the thunder method of this rebellious disciple has already begun to approach!

He really couldn't imagine what the situation would be like if he were given the guidance of a Heavenly Master!

Of course, the old Taoist priest who had mastered the Five Thunders Law could still guess something about the situation!

Darkness covers everything!

I will be the last ray of light in the darkness!

Crush all living things with thunder!!!

In mid-air, Zhang Daoran, holding thunder in his hand, smiled and immediately shouted angrily!

Suddenly, the thunder behind him fell instantly!

Under the flash of lightning, it is as invincible as a pouring rain!

When Monk Baowen saw this scene, his scalp was already tingling!

Knowing that he was no match for his opponent, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes!

Subconsciously, he wanted to hold on, but suddenly a figure appeared in front of him!

Junior brother!

Xiao Zizai looked back and couldn't help but smile!

With red eyes, he adjusted his glasses, then spread his hands and said:

"Brother, step back!"

"You can't stop it!"

After saying these words, an invisible force instantly forced Monk Baowen to retreat!

Xiao Zizai just smiled, and a murderous aura immediately emanated from him!

With a calm expression, he glanced at the thunder falling from the sky and immediately waved his hand!

As he raised his hand, a giant palm suddenly covered his head!

Great Merciful Hands!

boom!

Accompanied by an explosion, dozens of thunders exploded!

Click!

Along with a crackling sound, the compassionate hand in front of him suddenly shattered!

When Zhang Daoran landed and saw this scene, a smile appeared in his eyes!

Without hesitation, he dived forward!

"Master, you are no match for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Daoran raised his hand and waved!

The reverse scale flew out of his hand in an instant!

There was a faint flash of lightning on the sharp sword edge!

The moment he got closer, Zhang Daoran's eyes turned red!

Behind it, the shadow of a six-tailed fox suddenly appeared!

Ju Ling dispatches generals!

Monk Jiekong, who was standing nearby, saw this scene and said in shock:

"Call the spirits and send the generals, old Heavenly Master, your disciple..."

"Keep a low profile!" The old Taoist priest said with a smile:

"I won all of it. Not bad, my disciple!"

Won it?

Monk Jiekong shook his head slightly. He was so shocked that he suddenly didn't know what to say!

boom!

But at this moment, an explosion sounded!

Xiao Zizai then stepped back ten steps, looking at Zhang Daoran who was motionless in front of him, he sighed:

"You...are a monster!"

Thank you!

Zhang Daoran smiled disapprovingly, his eyes full of pride!

I thought that after he used the thunder method, I directly sacrificed my reverse scale!

With the help of Xinghua, he used almost 60% of his strength!

It was naturally expected that Xiao Zizai could be pushed back ten steps!

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