"You do not deserve……"
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Li Xianyu is smiling.
Neither the old monk sweeping the floor nor Wu Xingyun had any idea what he was laughing at, nor his brain circuitry.
Are you worthy of being a sweeper?
The sweeping old monk and Wu Xingyun were both a little confused.
"This time, seeing that I have indeed benefited from your Shaolin, if you step away now, I will spare your life." Li Xianyu looked at the old monk sweeping the floor and said with a smile.
Wu Xingyun's eyelids twitched, and his little face under the veil turned a little green.
The old sweeping monk was silent. He was thinking about the confrontation between him and this young man. Did he reveal any flaws?
Otherwise, why would this young man be so arrogant?
"You brat, please take it easy." Wu Xingyun said in a voice message.
Li Xianyu smiled lightly and said: "There is no need to send a message. He is not the master I imagined. His strength... Hehe, senior sister, you can capture the formation for me."
As he said that, he stepped forward, and his figure turned into an afterimage, and in an instant he was in front of the old sweeping monk.
Wu Xingyun's entire face turned green. He didn't have time to think too much and immediately moved forward, moving his body two feet away from Li Xianyu and the old monk sweeping the floor.
The old sweeping monk narrowed his eyes as he looked at Li Xianyu, who was rushing toward him.
Li Xianyu blasted out with a palm, the palm force was extremely strong, powerful and domineering.
Tianshan Liuyang Palm.
The old sweeping monk turned around and avoided the palm very calmly.
Boom~.
The palm force struck the rocks not far away, and a roar erupted, and the rocks exploded and splashed to the west.
Wu Xingyun's pupils shrank, he was frightened, and said secretly, "If this palm hits grandma and me, I'm afraid..."
The old sweeping monk's eyes turned cold.
"Take another slap from me." Li Xianyu shouted loudly, his left palm surged forward, his palm force was extremely sinister, sharp and cunning, and he attacked the old monk's vagina.
It is still the Six Yang Palm of Tianshan Mountain.
The old sweeping monk held the broom and swept forward. A ray of energy like a sword surged out and hit the incoming palm energy.
Buzz~.
The space seemed to be trembling, and a strong wind broke out between the two.
"Fight again!" Li Xianyu was full of fighting spirit and hurriedly stepped forward, his hands forming shadows, punching, palming, or pointing, and attacking continuously.
The old monk sweeping the floor concentrated slightly, and his body turned into afterimages, mostly dodging.
The battle broke out, and in just one breath, the two exchanged more than a hundred moves.
Wu Xingyun, who was arranging for Li Xianyu at the side, stared closely at the two figures, his heart filled with surprise.
"This brat's skills seem to be no weaker than mine." Wu Xingyun was secretly shocked. He recalled some of the conversations between Li Xianyu and the white-browed old monk in his mind, and his eyes turned red.
If she heard correctly, this brat had acquired the skills of the white-browed old monk who had lived for 120 years.
After watching for a while, Wu Xingyun couldn't help but give some advice: "You brat, don't use random moves, just use Tianshan Six Yang Palm to hit him."
She saw Li Xianyu using his palms for a while, fists for a while, and finger strength such as Yang Finger and Diamond Finger. It seemed that the moves were exquisite and endless, but in fact, there were quite a few gaps between the moves.
If you are dealing with ordinary masters, this is actually no problem. Subtle moves can still scare people.
But this old sweeping monk was obviously no ordinary person. He could always accurately seize the gaps when Li Xianyu changed his moves.
"Okay." Li Xianyu responded and immediately stopped changing his moves and only used the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.
In other aspects, Li Xianyu is actually quite selfish and only believes in himself.
Only in his first year of martial arts, he was very obedient...listen to Wang Yuyan, listen to Tianshan Tonglao, and listen to Wu Yazi.
He knew very well that the knowledge of these three people in martial arts was far greater than that of him, a half-assed beginner who had started practicing halfway.
I have to say that Wu Xingyun's advice is indeed useful.
Li Xianyu could clearly feel that after he only used Tianshan Six Yang Palm to fight against the enemy, the old monk had to dodge much less often.
"Change to Baihong Palm." After watching for a while, Wu Xingyun said.
"Okay." Li Xianyu responded and immediately changed his moves to fight the enemy.
A coldness flashed in the eyes of the old sweeping monk. As he dodged, his broom made an arc, and a sharp air blade struck Wu Xingyun.
Although the young man in front of him was very powerful, he did not have much combat experience. Without the guidance of the little old woman, he was confident that he could defeat this young man within a thousand moves.
Wu Xingyun had been staring closely at Li Xianyu and the old monk sweeping the floor the whole time. She couldn't hide their every move.
After discovering the little move of the old monk sweeping the floor, he couldn't help but smile, and punched forward one after another. The powerful punch was like an overwhelming force, instantly drowning the incoming energy, and without losing momentum, he struck the old monk first.
The figure of the old monk sweeping the floor retreated sharply, a look of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes.
Li Xianyu laughed, stood with Wu Xingyun, and said with a chuckle: "Sister, if we join forces, it should be more than enough to deal with this old monk, right?"
"Stop causing trouble." Wu Xingyun said angrily, but in his heart he quite agreed with Li Xianyu's statement.
After witnessing the entire battle between Li Xianyu and the old monk sweeping the floor, the old monk no longer had much mystery in Wu Xingyun's eyes.
The old monk sweeping the floor glanced at Wu Xingyun fearfully, unable to calm down.
He thought he thought highly enough of this little old woman, but he didn't expect to look down upon her in the end.
"Old monk, this contest should be regarded as a competition between Taoism and Buddhism. You and I won't win or lose." Li Xianyu looked at the old monk sweeping the floor and said with a smile, "If I have the opportunity in the future, I will come to Shaolin again to accompany you. After two moves, I hope you can give me a surprise."
The old monk sweeping the floor was about to speak when his right ear suddenly moved. He looked at Li Xianyu quietly for a while, and after a while, he slowly said: "Amitabha, the donor is destined to be my Buddha. One day, he will definitely enter my Buddhist door."
"Maybe." Li Xianyu shrugged and asked, "Then can Senior Sister and I leave?"
The old monk sweeping the floor said: "I have a question."
"Oh?" Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows lightly.
The old monk who swept the floors asked, "Why don't I deserve to be a monk who sweeps the floors?"
Hearing this, Wu Xingyun couldn't help but glance at Li Xianyu. She also had this question in her heart.
"Do you know what a ceiling is?" Li Xianyu asked with a smile.
The old monk sweeping the floor and Wu Xingyun were both startled.
"What is the ceiling?" The old sweeping monk asked humbly.
Li Xianyu smiled and said: "In the Tang Dynasty, the ceiling was called 'covering the sea'. In today's Song Dynasty, everyone also calls it 'Douba'."
"Oh." The old monk sweeping the floor and Wu Xingyun suddenly realized.
Fan Hai, Dou Ba... Both of them have heard of it and know that it is the decoration on the top of the house.
Li Xianyu said: "The highest thing a person can touch when standing in a room is the ceiling. Master Xiaoyaozi once told me that the real ceiling of the entire Shaolin Temple is a sweeping monk."
The old sweeping monk narrowed his eyes and thought silently.
Wu Xingyun curled his lips, knowing that this naughty kid had started to deceive people again.
"Senior Sister, let's go." Li Xianyu said. He had a vague feeling that the real ceiling in Shaolin was most likely not the sweeping monk, but the ray of light he felt in the stone room on the top floor of the Alchemy Pagoda. A strange and terrifying sight.
"good."
The two left.
The old sweeping monk did not stop him, he was still thinking about the 'sweeping monk' in Li Xianyu's words.
"Sweeper, is this him you're talking about?"
Under the Dan Pagoda of Yaowangyuan, a whisper emerged.
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