"Brag?"
Not only are the people in the world''s first Shaolin Temple absorbed in listening to abbot kucheng''s inquiry, but also how many forest temple monks in the back are listening to abbot kucheng''s inquiry.
But they never thought of such a wonderful problem?
"Is this the examination of Zhutian college?"
A group of eminent monks from all over the world thought that Zhutian college would assess Buddhism or directly assess strength, but they never thought that the assessment would be so fresh and refined.
Monks don''t lie!
But kucheng Fangzhang let them brag in public?
"Is this a test of our will? Or does it really make us boast?"
Whether the monks in the world''s first Shaolin Temple think so, the monks who hear this question later are also hesitant.
Let the monks brag in public. It doesn''t look like a formal assessment?
"Does this mean that Zhutian college wants to see if we can continue to abide by the commandments in the face of the temptation to join Zhutian college?"
Some monks'' eyes lit up, but they soon became hesitant.
This is the examination of Zhutian college!
What kind of power is Zhutian college? It is a school that connects the world of Zhutian. Even if they give any test questions, it is not surprising.
"Is it a test of our weakness?"
Monks don''t lie. This commandment is spoken all day and has already gone deep into their daily behavior.
Now they are not only allowed to lie, but also boast, but also in front of many forest temple eminent monks from other countries.
This is really not what ordinary monks can do.
"There are three thousand monks in Shaolin Temple."
The ending master of the world''s first world was silent for a long time, but he still couldn''t say it. The first seat of the Dharma hall behind him was. Seeing that the time limit was coming, master fan blushed and stammered.
"No ribbon, they stand under that tree."
Abbot kucheng gently nodded and ordered.
He did not immediately announce the results.
Compared with the world''s first Shaolin Temple, their Shaolin Temple is really powerful. There are three masters in the master''s realm.
However, there are dozens of Shaolin temples waiting in line. He must first find out the strength of these Shaolin temples.
If there are masters in the rear Shaolin Temple, whether the world''s first Shaolin Temple can pass the screening needs to be considered. They don''t meet the standard in mind.
If you blow a cow, you will blow three thousand disciples. It''s too low.
"The strongest thing about Shaolin Temple is the perfection of the environment the day after tomorrow."
At the second Shaolin Temple in the interview, abbot kucheng still asked the same question. Master Fang Zheng, who was proud of the Jianghu world, looked a little uneasy and said.
In Shaolin Temple, the world''s first, there are three masters of the master''s realm. They don''t even have a congenital realm.
"Blow a cow."
Abbot kucheng has been too lazy to ask other questions about strength. The strongest is the level of the acquired environment. The strength must not meet the standard, which can only test their minds.
"We have a real Buddha in Shaolin Temple."
Master Fang Zheng said calmly.
"Wuxiang took them to stand over there."
The abbot kucheng nodded again and said, "at least it''s much thicker than the previous Shaolin Temple."
"What is the strongest strength of your Shaolin Temple?"
"Congenital success."
"I am proficient in 72 unique skills."
"Tianming takes them to that side."
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"We have a great master and seventeen master masters."
Master Jiaxiang, one of the four holy monks in the world, said back.
Because Zhutian College held a teacher qualification examination in the world of Shuanglong Chuan of the Tang Dynasty, many skill scripts of other cultivation systems were also passed to the world of Shuanglong Chuan of the Tang Dynasty, and jingnian Zen also got several skill books.
The Zen master of jingnian Zen, Tao Kong, successfully broke through to the realm of great master with the help of other cultivation systems.
"OK."
The abbot kucheng couldn''t help cheering.
After so many interviews, I finally met a relatively strong Shaolin Temple.
There are not only great masters, but also seventeen masters.
"I hope there will be more Shaolin temples with such strength next."
Although the stronger the strength of these Shaolin temples, the more it will affect his position as the abbot of Shaolin Temple.
However, on the premise of everything, he first took the position of Abbot of Shaolin Temple in the wind and cloud world.
To restore the reputation of Shaolin Temple in three days is not just a matter of hype, but also requires strong strength.
Moreover, a great master level master is far from meeting the requirements.
"We have taught with gods and demons."
Master Jiaxiang said without changing his face.
He is not a liar. When saving the fainting floor sweepers, they risked fighting with the great saint''s return World monkey king. The strength of the great saint''s return World monkey king is the level of gods and demons in their eyes.
"Take them over there."
Although abbot kucheng was satisfied, there was still no change in his face. He just continued to nod and asked people to lead a group of experts from the world of Tang Shuanglong to another place.
"The strongest thing about Shaolin Temple is the day after tomorrow."
Zen master Hui Cong in the world of Lu Ding Ji was a little dark and said.
After listening for a long time, the weakest Shaolin Temple has the strongest strength and reached the later stage of the day after tomorrow.
However, in their Shaolin Temple, there are few experts who can cultivate internal power. He is even embarrassed to report the specific level.
"At what level?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow?"
A trace of amazement flashed in the depths of Abbot kucheng''s eyes and was soon suppressed by him.
So weak?
They were in the weakest period of Shaolin Temple, as well as experts at the level of perfection the day after tomorrow.
The strongest Shaolin Temple is in the middle of the day after tomorrow. Ten strong men at this level can fight him.
"Now the emperor''s father is a monk in our Shaolin Temple."
Zen master Hui Cong said.
The world of LuDingJi is the young age of Kangxi. Emperor Shunzhi, Kangxi''s father, became a monk in Wutai Mountain.
However, Wutai Mountain also comes from Shaolin Temple. In a vague sense, Emperor Shunzhi is also a monk of Shaolin Temple.
"Tianming takes them down."
Kucheng Abbot ordered.
The Shaolin Temple in the world of LuDingJi does not have much bright spot, its strength is not good, and the way of boasting is not novel.
At this time, on Songshan Mountain in the wind and cloud world, two ordinary monks carrying shoulder poles were planning to draw water halfway up the mountain. Both monks looked a little depressed.
Shaolin Temple used to be such a powerful sect, ranking 12th.
However, there are only twenty or thirty people in the sects. All the sects in the Jianghu are talking about the world meeting and no two cities. Many people forget the existence of Shaolin Temple. Even the eight sects are above Shaolin Temple.
"Ah ~"
Just then, they felt a white light flashing into their eyes.
"Bald? Why so many bald?"
The two monks rubbed their stinging eyes and looked at them carefully. A thick surprise flashed in their eyes.
The reflection below is not a lake, but bald heads. They gather together like a huge mirror, which is extremely dazzling.
"When did a bald sect emerge in the Jianghu?"
"Why did they gather at the foot of Song Mountain? Do they think our Shaolin Temple has broken its inheritance and come to rob Song Mountain?"
"Let''s go back and tell the abbot that something big is going to happen!"
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The two monks looked at each other, ran away and returned to the original road. There was a flash of panic in their eyes.
"The abbot is not good. Here comes a sect composed of bald heads. They gather at the foot of Song Mountain with an evil intention."