Chapter 10 Chapter 10 The Monk Formation

Master Tianlong felt the chill gradually go away, so he opened his eyes, his eyelids were wet with sweat, he saw Fang Geyin in a blur, and looked at himself with clear and firm cold eyes. And he seemed to come back in a circle in the underworld. Fang Geyin opened his mouth, but still said: Shame, shame, the master has great martial arts skills, he only relied on luck, tried his best to support him, relied entirely on the sword, and was lucky to be undefeated, what a shame. Since he was victorious, he was not arrogant or boastful, but instead spoke well of Master Tianlong.Master Tianlong lowered his head and folded his palms together.

Fang Geyin dodges.He knew that Shaolin Buddha's heart power was very important. After he first entered the rivers and lakes, he was repeatedly plotted against, which made him very vigilant.However, Master Tianlong didn't show any inner strength at all, he just said a few words with a stern expression. People of this generation in Shaolin never dreamed that the proud, conceited and invincible Senior Brother Tianlong would say these words. You don't have to be too modest, he said: I obey you. Fang Geyin was actually in his early twenties, making only a generation of eminent monks below the head of Shaolin utter these words.

This sentence is very important to him. Fang Geyin's current status in the martial arts world is already at the peak. Master Tianlong's words are enough to build the foundation of this mountain for him. Now in the martial arts world, no one dares to look down on this new leader of the Tianyu faction. But what about the front of the peak? There are even higher peaks. Master Tianxiang is as strong as a big tree with long white branches and white flowers. When the wind blows his beard looks like white flowers. Fang Geyin had never seen such a beautiful beard. He had a whim in his heart: If Tianxiang also has hair on his bald head, it must be silvery white and look good.

He thought to himself, so he looked at the sky in a strange way. The sky was furious. There is a kind of person, if you look at him with funny eyes, he can't stand it, and he will even beat you with his fist. Master Tianxiang is undoubtedly this type of person. He has been a monk since he was a child, and people have looked at his bald head since he was a child, as if he thought his bald head was more fun than a hydrangea. He hated it, so he grew a beard, proving that if he could grow his hair, he would look better than anyone else.He's not a bald guy who shaved his hair to hide it.

Because of this so-called anger in Buddhism, he sometimes doubts why he pays so much attention to the secular world, and even doubts whether he has the qualifications to be a monk. However, today he became the famous master of Shaolin. This made him more self-disciplined and dignified. This long white beard has also become a characteristic of his style. Now this kid, having defeated his most admired, trusted, and cultivated junior, is actually looking at him funny. He strode out. Master Nagato coughed lightly, and suddenly said: Master. Tianxiang stopped and asked: What's the matter?

Master Nagato thought that Fang Geyin's defeat of Tianlong this time would be hopeless. If Master Tianxiang made a move, his palm power would be enough to open up the world, shake rocks and crack walls, break open monuments and rubble, and he was not impressed with Fang Geyin's rescue of Che Yingying Evil, I am the best friend of Che Zhanfeng and Sang Shuyun, of course I don't want Fang Geyin to be hurt here, so I said immediately: Master is the Supreme Master of Shaolin, why do you have to attack the junior? Tian Xiang glared at him angrily, and said: "Why, if the old man doesn't make a move, will you make a move?"

Master Nagato was startled.I thought to myself: I am far from being the enemy of Master Tianlong, so why bother myself.Turning his eyes, he saw a row of monks behind Tianxiang, thinking to himself, instead of Tianxiang making a move, it is better to ask other Shaolin masters to capture Fang Geyin, wait for the punishment, and then try to rescue him, and immediately said: Master does not need to do it himself, and send the masters under his seat That's it. The sky was stunned.The number one expert under him is Tianlong, now that Tianlong is defeated, who can he send to the battle? Yan Cangmang hated Fang's singing to the bone, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, he rolled his eyes, and immediately made plans, saying: "This is the thirty-six strange monks in Shaolin who are famous all over the world. Thirty-six monks in Shaolin. Ghosts hate gods and gods. Deal with a It's just a trivial song, why don't you dare to form a large formation with an iron bucket?

As soon as these words came out, the Shaolin monks suddenly changed their colors. It turns out that Shaolin's important formation is the famous Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, and Bodhidharma's Twenty-Four Arhat Formation has a higher level, which is the iron barrel formation of the thirty-six eminent monks. The twelfth head guard of the Hepai, the disciple of the direct heir, died in the formation of thirty-six strange monks. Shaolin is powerful, and of course there are even bigger formations, such as the formation of one hundred and eight arhats, and even the formation of one thousand and eight tutuos, but these formations belong to group fights, and are rarely used against less than ten people. Not to mention being used against one person.If the formation is too large, the fewer targets will get in the way.

The formation of thirty-six strange monks in Shaolin has never been looked down upon by others. Wei Fang Geyin once broke through the formation of eighteen arhats and the formation of twenty-four Dharma. Shaolin was shamed and humiliated. Step forward in unison, forcing Fang Geyin. Master Nagato was in a hurry.He originally wanted to make Fang Geyin safer, but Yan Cangmang took advantage of him unexpectedly. Thirty-six monks lined up in a row, either dead or injured, especially the Shaolin monks hated Fang Geyin to the bone, so the attack was naturally heavier. , only to hear the voice of Master Tianxiang as bright as a bell: Take him down!

Thirty-six monks responded in unison: "Yes." The monk's robe was flipped, and Fang Geyin was surrounded in the formation as soon as the formation unfolded, which was as tight as an iron bucket. Although Fang Geyin debuted not long ago, he has experienced dozens of battles, all of which were thrilling, full of tricks, dangerous and safe.In the city of Chang'an, fight against Xin Shenxiang and Sang Xiao'e; in the suburbs of Chang'an, fight against Yan Langyu, Iron Wolf and Silver Fox.In the stone cave, I met Song Zixue, a strange man; in the painting boat, I met Lin Xueyi, my teacher's mother.In the middle of the river, on a snowy night, in the ancient temple, Yan Cangmang, a stranger in three battles, defeated Lord Ruthless and Master False Tiejian on the river; Deng Gui, Teng Lei, and Shang Paihun were angrily killed on Zhongtiao Mountain, and Yan Yizhong was defeated, and he once bravely broke through In Shaolin, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, he once fought against Ren Kuang, the number one master in the world, and now he has just defeated Master Tianlong, the number one young man in the Central Plains with three positives and four oddities. Fighting bravely in the middle school, going to Luoshui to fight against the masters of Yumen and Hentian Sect, and fighting against the thirty-six monks in Shaolin today, it can be said that he has experienced extraordinary dangers, rich experience, coupled with the natural wisdom and adaptability, he made a decisive decision , has long been famous in the Jianghu.

But when he saw the momentum of the thirty-six strange monk formation, his heart still couldn't help jumping wildly. And the thirty-six monks did not do anything as soon as they made a move, they just walked towards him. stride. This is scarier than anything. Thirty-six people approached together, and the circle narrowed. It's not just like a bucket, it's like a pot. hot pan. And Fang Geyin is like an ant on a hot pot. What's more, the pot will shrink. These thirty-six iron-like monks seemed to hoop, crush, and squeeze Fang Geyin to death as soon as they struck. Fang Ge Yintu soared into the sky. But he couldn't rush up. The pressure is too much. It is even greater than the gloomy and snowy sky in the sky, and the pressure that cannot be contained. What it's like: the pressure of wretchedness! Fang Geyin was sweating in the cold winter. cold sweat. With a loud shout, Chang Tian swung out his sword. The Shaolin monks moved a little bit, and the robes of the four monks moved, and the power of Chang Tian's sword was completely wiped out. A monk took the lead, with his fingers thrusting forward, his eyes met Fang Geyin's. Fang Geyin made a surprise move in time, and went back to the past. But the monks still attacked, turning a blind eye to him. The two monks on his left and one on his right slammed their fingers parallel to each other. Fang Geyin's heart trembled, and he started the Wudang Patriarch's Fist in time for a series of wrong steps. He hurriedly walked in a very small and narrow area for no less than a dozen times. One or two fingers almost poked his eyelids. Fang Geyin closed his eyes, his heart was very dangerous, if he hadn't made a series of wrong steps, he might have avoided one finger, but he would not have been able to avoid two fingers. It turned out that the array of thirty-six strange monks not only made the enemy unable to fight back, but also made the enemy dazzled and confused even when they attacked. Just then his fingers were dazzling, which attracted Fang Geyin's full attention. The real killer is to hide. He pointed a few fingers out of Fang Geyin's sight. Fang Geyin narrowly escaped, but the palm wind came again, Fang Geyin swept out with a move of angry sword Kuanghua, but was restrained by the monk again, within less than ten moves, he had encountered seven strange dangers. By the time of the twentieth move, Fang Geyin had survived 16 near-death situations. In the end, only relying on the strange and dangerous moves of the Heavenly Feather Sword was he able to survive. Of course, the pressure that Fang Geyin feels in the circle is great, and he can hardly move an inch, but outside the circle, Mei Xingfei, Xin Shenxiang, and even Master Nagato and Yan Cangmang, all feel the pressure that pervades the world. The evil spirit and pressure were so enormous that even his breathing became short of breath. Can Fang Geyin hold on?This formation of thirty-six strange monks used to trap Hai Dagong, the head of Changbai Mountain, Rong Jinyi, the head of Guanlan School, and Quan Zhengyuan, the head of Hengshan School. Fang Geyin has not made his debut for a year, can he survive this formation? ? Even Fang Geyin felt hopeless this time. He couldn't even hit the palm, once he hit the palm, it would be like being hit by thirty-six monks at the same time, and he must die. He felt the pressure getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't lift his arms, and his legs gradually became paralyzed. But he has to fight.Sang Xiao'e can't lose her hair, Sang Xiao'e can't cut her hair for him, he can't let Sang Xiao'e become a nun! He would rather die than meet Sang Xiao'e first, and break out of this battle even if he dies! With a loud shout, he unleashed the most powerful and murderous move among Tianyu's twenty-four swords: blood traces for thousands of miles! Blood Trail Wanli was created by Song Zixue when he watched the world's heroes besiege and suppress Wei Bei when he was young. Forced people to enter, this sword was drawn, and there was a gap in the iron barrel formation. Fang Geyin straightened his sword and rushed in, but at this moment, at this moment, the gap was gone. Fang Geyin rushed over with his sword, but his heart sank. When he rushed to the gap, the gap was sealed by the monk. It was as if he was rushing towards a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire: seven or eight hands full of inner strength, and more than a dozen pairs of sneers. Cold and sharp eyes came over. If there is no gap in this large formation of iron barrels, there is a flaw. When you find out, the gap has been stitched up. If you break through, you will only die. But Fang Geyin had already broken through. At this moment, he broke his heart. The sword is also horizontal. The tip of the sword pointed at the opponent's endless place, and his eyes also looked at the endless place. The best defensive style in the world: Haitianxianxian. But if Hai Tianyi can defend the attacking moves of others, can it defend the thirty-six pairs of powerful palms? Fang Geyin didn't know. He had no choice but to try with his life. Maybe in life you should not only do what you are sure of, but you should also try what you are not sure of; this is just as life is not all about doing what others think is right. If it was two hands, Fang Geyin's move would certainly be able to defend. If it is ten-handed, Fang Geyin's defense, in terms of superb internal strength, is still manageable. But at this moment, thirty-six hands, thirty-six masters are doing their best. The sea-sky line is still stable, but it has been moved a little bit, a little bit, a little bit, but the situation is completely different immediately! There is absolutely no deviation in martial arts moves; if a deviation is slight, the loss is a thousand miles, and life is hanging by a thread. Perhaps because martial arts people may face death in an instant at any moment, they cherish life more and pay more attention to every small deviation and mistake in every detail. The Haitian line was slightly driven by the palm strength of the thirty-six people, and the best defense was completely lost. If it weren't for the thirty-six hands' full force on the sticky formula that shook off the line between the sea and the sky, Fang Geyin would have hit dozens of palms in a row. Fang Geyin hardened his heart.Mutations in moves, death with jade The best attack move in the world was originally between one defense and one attack, and at the moment of change, these thirty-six eminent monks could hit Fang Geyin at least three hundred times, but before the jade and stone burn move, the momentum rose, and the crowd had no time to counterattack and was irresistible , only retreated one after another. Both jade and stone are burned, and there is no competition. But the monk retreated, and the situation was not chaotic. The big formation of iron barrels still hasn't dissipated. The iron barrel formation is still as tight as an iron barrel. The overwhelming pressure, when Fang Geyin dissipated with the move of burning jade and stone, he returned again. Fang Geyin gritted his teeth and used a move he had never used before: The old cow broke the car.The best slow move in the world. Fang Geyin didn't know what the significance of this trick was at this time. But you don't have to do what you know, sometimes you should do what you don't know. Fang Geyin resorted to this trick, and he didn't even know the consequences. Master Tianxiang was full of ambition, he was proud that Shaolin had produced a large number of talents, such a big formation, he thought in his heart, maybe even Wei Bei's rebirth may not be broken. Can Ren Kuang break it? He felt that using this big formation against this junior was like killing chickens with a bull's knife, and at this condensed, life-or-death moment, the situation suddenly slowed down. Tianxiang could hardly believe his eyes: at this critical moment of life and death, the boy seemed to be epileptic, dancing with his hands and feet, and danced slowly, while the thirty-six monks who trapped him had extreme facial expressions at the beginning. Ridiculous, surprised, disbelieving, and laughing expressions, but only for a moment, everyone's eyes were sluggish, puzzled, and even mesmerized, their movements slowed down, and they danced slowly. Master Tianxiang couldn't laugh or laugh, and was furious. He was about to stop drinking, but he felt his voice was slow and unreachable. After all, he was a good monk. Thirty-six monks have been mobilized, relaxed and powerless, like crazy, the best slow move in the world, originally created by Zhao Shirong, the number one master of the power gang, she is the number one dancer, full of talent, Shaolin's formation, No one can break this point of being able to resist any moves, but the old cow's broken cart frightened their minds, making the iron bucket formation unable to operate as usual. The movement, and the destruction of jade and stone are unstoppable, but the iron bucket formation can only be avoided, so it is reasonable for Fang Geyin to still be unable to rush out. Thirty-six monks were extremely slow in moving spells, but Yan Cangmang was not affected by his evil intentions, he wondered, "Could it be that this kid knows demon skills?" At this moment, a white light flashed like a rainbow, and there was no warning before the move. The two monks fell to the ground with a miserable cry, and Fang Geyin had already rushed out. It turned out that Fang Geyin took advantage of his slowness and suddenly resorted to the best quick move in the world: Lightning startled the rainbow. How could the Shaolin monks bear this quick and slow moment, and Fang Geyin broke through the formation at that moment. The two monks were injured and survived. This is because Fang Geyin escaped with the sword, and the sword spared no mercy. Otherwise, his head would be decapitated. The situation went downhill rapidly, Yan Cangmang and Master Tianxiang were also on the spot in shock. Fang Geyin fought three games in a row, all of which were hard work, hard work, and fierce battles, but the three consecutive victories made people unconvinced. Fighting alone, Fang Geyin defeated Master Tianlong; fighting in groups, Fang Geyin defeated the iron bucket formation.No matter which aspect, Fang Geyin's current reputation has been catching up with the three righteous and four strange, not far behind. Master Tianxiang strode forward. Master Nagato didn't stop him, he knew he couldn't stop him. Tianxiang's white beards stood upside down, and said: "Which sect do you belong to?" Fang Geyin took off the long sword and said: Under Tianyu's sect, it's just a disciple. Tianxiang said angrily: Under Tianyu's sect, there are no talents! Mei Xingfei sneered and added: Isn't Song Zixue a talent? Xin Shenxiang added: In the past, the master fought against Song Daxia for 300 rounds, and there was no winner. He smiled and joked: Unless the master doesn't regard himself as a talent, then I have nothing to say. The sky is dumb.He has always been arrogant and self-reliant, but in the battle on Huashan in the past, he felt sympathy for Song Zixue. No matter how arrogant he was, he did not dare to speak against his will. He coughed dryly and said: "Song Benefactor's swordsmanship is excellent, and I admire him very much; but Tianyu's swordsmanship, The old monk is destined to meet for several times, how many times have he ever had such crooked tricks?Even if the benefactor Song is alive, he doesn't take it seriously. Song Zixue has passed away for a year, and it has already been spread all over the Jianghu; but Master Tianxiang is an upright person, and now he chooses the top to sing, after all, it is for Xue Shaolin's humiliation, not taking advantage of others' danger, taking advantage of his master's death to insult him, Tianxiang will never in order. Xin Shenxiang spoke sharply, jokingly said: Which school or school?If there is no one.But defeated Tianlong and broke into the battle, wouldn't Shaolin lose that face? Tianxiang was furious and said: "Who are you, dare to play wild in front of the old monk?" Xin Shenxiang smiled and said: In Xia Xinshen Lane, Chang Kong helped the head of Baiqi Hall. Master Tianxiang sneered and said: Is your manners taught by Mr. Sang? Xin Shenxiang replied with a smile: Master Sang only taught etiquette in his life, but he did not show too much courtesy to rude people. Tianxiang scolded angrily, and even raised his white eyebrows: How dare you call me rude? Xin Shenxiang said: "It's the master himself who admits it, but I didn't say that." Master Tianxiang was extremely angry, his eyes seemed to protrude, he stared violently, he shouted loudly, rose up, and flew towards Xinshenxiang. At the same time as he swept up, the golden rainbow flashed and stopped in front of him. Tian Xiang completely ignored it, snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to grab it. His moves were like lightning, and the Golden Rainbow Sword was already in his hand. He bent easily, because he is proficient in Shaolin internal skills, even if the mouth of a bowl is as thick as iron, he can break it easily. But with his bend, the sword bent into an arc, but it didn't break. There was a buzzing sound of the sword, and the sword was cold. Moreover, the sword energy provoked one by one, forcing them continuously. Master Tianxiang's heart trembled, he immediately let go, his body sank, and he fell to the ground, his robes were so angry that there was no wind, and the bones of his whole body were clattering. He is the headmaster of Shaolin, a master of martial arts, when has he ever been so angry, and how often has he been forced to the ground by a young junior like this?This time the murderous intent was revealed, and he was so angry that he was no longer merciful in attacking.