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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon Chapter 233: Three Monks

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    Chapter 233 Three Monks

    Master Xuanku and Monk Xuzhu came out to meet everyone.

    Hearing that they were going to meet the three monks from Kasyapa Tathagata Temple, Master Xuanku frowned, and finally agreed without saying anything.

    Xu Zhu, on the other hand, ignored these worldly things. When Xuan Ku agreed, he naturally followed behind him, ignoring worldly matters and focusing on moving his inner energy.

    It was not until the two eminent monks appeared that Zhao Yichen suddenly realized that it was inappropriate for him to invite the two eminent monks to go with him, which would lower their status.

    Seeing Master Xuanku frowning, his heart skipped a beat and he felt something was not good, but in the end Master Xuanku agreed, which made him inexplicably happy.

    He sighed in his heart, he was worthy of being an eminent monk from Shaolin, he had a broad mind and was not comparable to ordinary people.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Fang Xueqing stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the Divine Sword Villa.

    The two of them were standing on a cliff. The strong wind was blowing on their bodies like a knife, and the cold air penetrated into their bones.

    But both of them have internal protection, so they are not afraid. They just feel a little colder. Standing here, they can overlook the entire mountain range.

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s internal energy is exquisite and profound. When she uses her eyes, she can change instantly. She can travel several miles with one glance, but Xiao Yuesheng doesn¡¯t need internal energy to support it at all.

    His eyes have been greatly enhanced through the transformation of innate energy. They are no different from the eyes of an eagle and can directly see a hundred meters away.

    "Sir, the three great monks are finally here!" Fang Xueqing's white clothes fluttered, like flying apsaras in ancient Dunhuang paintings.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and said warmly: "Well, we finally came. It seems that the reputation of Shenjian Villa is quite good, and it really attracted them!"

    Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and chuckled: "I don't know if that little guy Zhao Jingming can beat the monk of Kasyapa Tathagata Temple!"

    "Little guy?" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and laughed, looking at her: "Old-fashioned, how old are you?!"

    "Hehe, sir, do you think he can make it?" Fang Xueqing smiled but did not answer.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "His qualifications are average, his time is short, and his achievements are limited. He is unbeatable."

    "What should we do?" Fang Xueqing immediately suppressed her smile and frowned her eyebrows.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, turned around and looked down at the vast mountains and rivers: "If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. I just let them see the moves. I guess these three monks have good eyesight."

    ¡°What if they insist on not leaving?¡± Fang Xueqing asked.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head: "They are from Kasyapa Tathagata Temple. Although they are opponents, their personal conduct is still admirable!"

    "Hmph, I don't think so!" Fang Xueqing shook her head, disagreeing.

    "Now that it's over here, let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.

    Fang Xueqing was startled and said hurriedly: "Master, how can they fight if you don't care?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "What is there to see?! Let's go to Kasyapa Tathagata Temple early. Time is tight and we can't delay!"

    "That's good!" Fang Xueqing nodded helplessly, reluctantly, and glanced down the mountain reluctantly. At this time, three monks in moon-white robes were slowly going up the mountain.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, and ignored her. He took her little hand and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was dozens of feet away. He flashed again and disappeared completely.

    Zhao Yichen and the others were walking down the mountain. Zhao Jingming was among them, his body was trembling slightly, he felt inexplicably nervous and excited.

    As a disciple of Zhao Yichen, he was not the strongest, nor was he the most valued. He was just hard-working and steady, so he received this hard job.

    He took a deep breath. Unexpectedly, Xiao Daxia, who was generous and had a tendency to promote the underachievers, actually taught him a sword technique.

    With this sword technique, I can be regarded as a carp leaping over the dragon's gate. From then on, birds can fly in the sky, and fish can leap in the sea!

    And he was actually qualified to walk with his master and uncle to meet the three eminent monks from Kasyapa Tathagata Temple. This time, he surpassed his elder brother Zhao Jingsheng and became the first among his disciples. He couldn't be more excited than ever.  metaphor.

    ¡°With this time today, my status has been significantly improved, and it will definitely be different in the future. With this sword, my strength will also greatly increase, and I will become the leader of the Excalibur Villa.

    Thinking of the bright prospects in the future, he was excited, but even more determined. He must practice this sword skill well and live up to Xiao Daxia's expectations.

    "As for Xiao Yuesheng, he was grateful and secretly determined to repay the favor if he had the opportunity in the future!

    A group of people went up and a group of people went down. The two groups finally met a place and stopped at the same time.Come and talk from a distance of two feet.

    "Are the three eminent monks from Kasyapa Tathagata Temple?" Zhao Yichen said politely with his hands clasped together, a slight salute.

    As he spoke, he secretly looked at the three monks.

    Three monks walked side by side. The middle one was short and young, about twenty years old. His head was shining with rays of light, and he had six scars on his head.

    His face is extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, and wisdom between his brows. His eyes are extremely clear without any impurities, like the eyes of a baby.

    His skin is as white as snow, and he is wearing a moon-white monk's robe. He is spotless, like a handsome young man in a troubled world, which is heart-breaking.

    The other two monks, one on the left and one on the right behind him, are both old monks. One is tall and thin, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, making him look even more majestic and arrogant.

    He kept his eyes tightly closed, but looking at his expression, it looked like he had his eyes open. There was no sluggishness in his steps, and it didn't look like he couldn't see the road.

    The other monk is short and slightly fat. His smile is like that of Maitreya Buddha. His eyes are soft and amiable, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

    The three of them walking together looked quite strange, but their temperaments were vaguely similar, exuding a harmonious atmosphere.

    The young monk in the middle folded his arms softly and said softly: "The three young monks are from Kasyapa Tathagata Temple. Is the donor's surname Zhao?"

    "I'm Zhao Yichen." Zhao Yichen said slowly, with a solemn expression.

    He was wondering why it was the youngest person who spoke. Moreover, he walked in the front as if he were the master, and the two old monks behind him were like slaves. It was really strange.

    "It is indeed the donor Zhao." The young monk said softly.

    His voice is clear and smooth, and when he speaks Mandarin, there is no stiffness like that of foreigners, and his articulation is soft. Every word he spits out is like spitting out jade beads, which makes people feel comfortable listening, as if they fall straight into the heart.

    He continued: "The young monk has admired the martial arts of the Central Plains for a long time. The reason for his rash visit this time is to discuss martial arts with Donor Zhao and learn the unique skills of the Central Plains. I hope Donor Zhao will not be rude!"

    Zhao Yichen looked solemn and nodded slowly: "Please¡ª¡ª!"

    ¡°Almsgiver Zhao, please¡ª!¡± The young monk stretched out his hand to invite him, he was elegant and courteous, and his demeanor was elegant and graceful, as if he was not an ordinary person.

    Zhao Yichen was no longer polite and took the lead in leading everyone up the mountain, with the three monks walking behind him.

    He didn¡¯t use Qinggong, he just walked up step by step, seemingly wasting time, and he was secretly surprised.

    He just observed secretly and realized that the internal powers of these three monks were all unpredictable, and he could not detect any of them.

    In this case, unless they don¡¯t know martial arts, otherwise, their own martial arts are far inferior to the three of them, too far behind.

    His confidence was greatly shattered. He thought he still had the strength to fight, but now it seems that he has no strength to resist.

    However, the competition is about swordsmanship. Although internal strength is important, if your swordsmanship is exquisite, it may be able to make up for the lack of internal strength.

    But in my heart, I don¡¯t have high hopes. After all, they have fought all the way and are invincible, and their swordsmanship will never be too low.

    The group of people entered the gate of the villa and did not enter the hall. Instead, they came to the martial arts training ground at the back without any courtesy.

    There is no need to be too polite to people who come to your door, Zhao Yichen is not that hypocritical.

    The spacious martial arts training ground is paved with blue bricks. It is flat and clean, making it comfortable to look at. Moreover, the ground is not so hard, and it will not shake your head when practicing.

    Several people came to the field, and a group of people slowly gathered around them. Most of them were young guys with bright eyes and good cultivation. They were the disciples of Zhao Yichen and the others.

    Zhao Yichen understands that this battle is almost certain to be lost. Although he does not want to show his embarrassment in front of his disciples, he does not want them to miss the opportunity to increase their knowledge. Watching the masters compete will be of endless benefit to them.

    Dozens of people stood on the sidelines, silent and quiet.

    Zhao Yichen pointed at Master Xuanku and Monk Xu Zhu, and said in a deep voice: "Three masters, this is Master Xuanku from Shaolin Temple, and this is Master Xu Zhu!"

    The young monk at Kasyapa Tathagata Temple was startled and looked at Xu Zhu. Apparently he did not expect that such a young monk would come to Shaolin.
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