A monk from Shaolin?!

Is it blood Bodhi?!

On the way to the airport, Tang Long was speculating on the other party's identity.

However, Mu Xiuhan did not tell Tang Long too much.

The only thing I know is that the other party is a bald donkey.

I think there shouldn't be many bald donkeys at the airport.

As soon as I arrived at the airport, I saw that there were people everywhere, and everyone was applauding and cheering.

"Wow, the master is so amazing, he can actually hang in the air."

"Master, this master must have come out to experience it. Could it be the hidden ghost of Shaolin?"

"The lewd monk?"

"Damn, it's not a lustful monk, a hidden monk, or a high-ranking monk living in seclusion in Shaolin. He doesn't show up very much in normal times. He mostly practices hard, and is even more mysterious than the monks in Shaolin."

The onlookers also took out their cell phones to take photos.

Shaolin Hidden Monk?!

When he heard these words, Tang Long squeezed into the crowd.

Sure enough, there was a bald donkey wearing a coarse monk's robe, crossing his legs and his body was rising and falling.

Most of you who cultivate internal strength can do this.

However, some people persist for a longer time.

And some people just hold on for a shorter time.

About a minute later, I saw the monk standing up slowly.

"Amitabha, how good it is."

The monk clasped his hands and smiled, "Haha, I came from afar and couldn't eat. I would like to ask all donors to give you some alms, which is also a great merit."

"Master, I'll give you money."

"Wow, the master is so handsome."

"Master, can you perform light skills? I heard that the reed in Shaolin is very powerful to cross the river and can cross the river."

Many people said with anticipation.

The monk smiled and said, "Hehe, it's not a day when the ice is frozen, and the same is true for practicing qigong. If you want to cross the river with one reed, it will take seventy or eighty years."

After listening to the monk's words, the onlookers also left one after another.

After sorting out the alms money, the Shaolin monk stood up again.

"Are you sent by Mu Xiuhan?" The monk looked up and down at Tang Long, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Long nodded and said, "Yes, please come here by the master."

In fact, what Tang Long didn’t know was that the person in front of him was Blood Bodhi.

However, this Blood Bodhi is a master of the Divine Realm, so he looks much younger.

In Tang Long's imagination, Blood Bodhi should be a tall and thin person with eyebrows hanging down to his shoulders, wrinkles on his face, a thick voice and sharp eyes. He basically looks like a sweeping monk.

It’s a pity that the person in front of me is too ordinary.

He was wearing a coarse cloth clothes, only 1.7 meters tall, with a few wrinkles on his face, and his appearance was extremely ordinary.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with Blood Bodhi.

According to rumors, Blood Bodhi likes to wear red monk robes, his eyes are blood-red, and he kills people like numbness.

Blood Bodhi stared at Tang Long's eyebrows and said with a serious face: "Donor, your Yin Tang is black, and there will definitely be a bloody disaster today."

"A bloody disaster?"

Tang Long's face was a little unnatural, and he said with a dark face: "Master, I'm kind to pick you up, but you cursed me."

Blood Bodhi closed his eyes and said, "I am a monk, and I don't tell lies."

"Yeah?"

Tang Long felt a little disbelief and touched his chin and said, "Master, do you want us to make a bet?"

"bet?"

Xue Bodhi frowned slightly and smiled indifferently, saying, "Haha, I don't know how the donor wants to bet?"

Ahem.

Tang Long cleared his throat and said, "Well, master, I heard that Shaolin has two peerless martial arts, one is the Yijin Jing and the other is the Marrow Cleansing Sutra."

"Haha, what the donor said is not bad."

Xue Bodhi smiled indifferently and said, "However, the marrow washing sutra was stolen by the Taoist of the Wine."

It turns out that the marrow washing scripture is really in the hands of the master?!

No wonder Shaolin has often sent experts to arrest the wine Taoist in recent years.

For this reason, the wine Taoist often ran away.

So, even Tang Long doesn’t know where the Jiudao Ren is.

Since there is no marrow washing meridian, there should always be Yijin meridian.

I heard that this Yijin Sutra can be compared with the Nine Yang True Sutra. The internal strength developed by practicing is extremely strong and yang, and it is extremely domineering.

In fact, Tang Long has been looking forward to Shaolin's Yijin Jing for a long time.

Thinking of this, Tang Long couldn't help but say, "Master, if I win, can you let me observe the Yijin Jing?"

"Yes." Xue Bodhi nodded slightly and said.

Knock.

Seeing that the blood Bodhi agreed, Tang Long's heart trembled and said, "Master, monks don't lie, you...you can't lie to me."

Xue Bodhi turned the Buddhist beads with his thumb on his right hand and said, "Hehe, of course."

"Hehe, Master, you're sure to lose."

Tang Long grinned and shook his eyes and said, "There are not many people in this world who can make me Tang Long see blood."

Blood Bodhi's eyelids trembled slightly and said, "So you are Tang Long."

"Haha, Master, I didn't expect that even you had heard of my reputation!" Tang Long said with a smug smile.

"Master name?"

Xue Bodhi narrowed his eyes and coughed lightly, "Donor Tang, I have only heard of your infamous reputation. I heard that you kill people like numb and become cruel. You are known as the "Tang Madman", the "Tang Demon King", the "Tang Bitch", and what other "Tang Shameless" are there."

Tang Longyi said righteously: "Slander, this is definitely slander. I want to sue them for slander!"

Brush brush.

As they were talking, a group of men in black robes surrounded them and saw them holding short swords around their waists and looking at Tang Long with anger on their faces.

The leading old man is Wei Xuanbing, who is one of the five great masters of the Wei family in Liaobei and is known as the Grandmaster of Hanbing.

It is said that Wei Xuanbing practiced Xuanyin skills, and his palm strength was domineering.

Among the five great masters, they rank third, second only to the "Master of Flame" and the "Master of Ghost".

Master Lieyan, whose real name is Ao Lie, is adopted by Wei Xuanhuang. He has a hot temper and has red hair. It is said that it is caused by practicing martial arts.

There is also a ghost master, whose name is Wei Xuanyin. I heard that his body is extremely fast, just like a ghost, and he is also the strongest among the five great masters in Liaobei, and is also the second only to Wei Xuanhuang.

It is rumored that Wei Xuanyin is a sick person who is born with a cold body and likes to drink blood.

In the Wei family, it has always been mysterious.

Except for a few people, few have seen Wei Xuanyin's true face.

Knock.

Looking at the man in black clothes surrounding him, Tang Long's heart trembled and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Wei Xuanbing straightened his chest and said with a gloomy face: "The Wei family in Liaobei!"

It was indeed from the Wei family in Liaobei.

Unexpectedly, the Wei family came very quickly.

In just a few hours, he had already brought people to Yanjing.

It is truly worthy of being an ancient martial arts family. The most powerful one is Dan Jin, with twenty of them.

This situation is not comparable to the Ye family in Yanjing and the Qin family in Yanjing.

Ahem.

Tang Long cleared his throat and said, "What, do we have a grudge?"

"Bastard, Tang Long, do you dare to be more shameless? Just a few hours ago, you shot my brother Wei Xuanshan!" Wei Xuanbing roared with red eyes.

Tang Long turned his head and pointed at the Blood Bodhi beside him and said, "If you recognize the wrong person, he is Tang Long."
Chapter completed!