Is this how your Shaolin operates?"
Lu Jin looked at the old bald monk, who was covered in a golden protective light, resembling a small golden figure, and couldn't help but scold him.
He hadn't revealed the other party's identity before, hoping he would retreat on his own. However, the other party didn't care and instead became more aggressive, launching increasingly fierce attacks.
Although Lu Jin had taken a few Vajra Palm strikes, he quickly recovered from his injuries thanks to the effects of Inverse Life Triple.
But Zheng Zibu, who was constantly drawing talismans to attack and harass the old bald monk, was occasionally rushed by the old bald monk and took several incredibly powerful palm strikes. Although he could draw defensive talismans, the residual force of the other person's palm strikes was unbearable.
"I have already returned to secular life."
The old bald monk was neither annoyed nor angry, answering with ease while wielding his incredibly powerful Vajra Palm.
"Brother Lu, if it's impossible, you go first."
Zheng Zibu felt the taste of blood in his mouth and couldn't help but speak.
Since the pursuit began, he hadn't had a single day of good rest, his mental state was quite poor, and coupled with his not-so-optimistic physical condition, he was a huge burden to Lu Jin at this moment.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Since I came, I won't go back alone!"
Lu Jin, who was desperately entangled with the old bald monk, also shouted fiercely.
Zheng Zibu felt bitter in his heart. The group of people who had been chasing him before mainly came from the Lu family and the Wang family. However, after Lu Jin arrived, they entangled for a period of time and then retreated for some unknown reason.
He had originally thought he could breathe a sigh of relief and go to San Yi Sect with Lu Jin, accepting the San Yi Sect's protection was also a good choice, but what he didn't expect was that such an incredibly powerful old bald monk suddenly appeared. For a moment, he felt incredibly bitter.
Watching Lu Jin's body constantly being damaged due to his burden, a sense of suicidal resolve also arose in Zheng Zibu's heart.
Perhaps, something like the Eight Wonders should not exist in this world. Taking the Eight Wonders directly underground might also be a good option.
"Old monk, do you also want to draw talismans?"
Suddenly, a clear voice appeared, interrupting Zheng Zibu's thoughts.
An incredibly conspicuous white figure seemed to occupy the center of the entire world, drawing all gazes.
"San Yi Sect, The Celestial?"
The moment he saw this figure, the old bald monk's eyes also showed obvious vigilance.
The Eighteen Bronze Men, within Shaolin, were essentially the top enforcers; they didn't understand many things clearly. But he was different; his strength was considered the strongest in all of Shaolin, and his position within Shaolin was also crucial. He had a clear understanding of the spokespersons of various major forces on the surface.
And he had also noticed the growth of Dragon Tiger Mountain and San Yi Sect in recent years, which had reached an extremely threatening level. To further advance Shaolin, he decided to put aside his pride and seize the Eight Wonders.
Originally, his target was not Zheng Zibu, because the way of drawing talismans was something the Daoist sects excelled at, and he had originally intended to leave. But after seeing Zheng Zibu use talismans, the great monk felt that adding a talisman inheritance to Buddhism was not impossible.
Seeing Lu Jin beside Zheng Zibu earlier was already very surprising, because Lu Jin was a relatively outstanding rising star in recent years.
However, what he didn't expect even more was that this young Luo Men Master of San Yi Sect, known as the The Celestial and famous throughout the Alien World (Yi Ren Jie), suddenly appeared here.
"I have already returned to secular life, so I am not a monk. Why can't I learn to draw talismans?"
Upon hearing the old monk's reply, Luo Men showed no surprise at all. This shamelessness was truly inherited in the same vein.
But it was also normal. Buddhism harbored filth, constantly telling evil people to lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot, turning into a den of evil. How could their subsequent successors be any better?
If they wanted to do bad things, they would return to secular life and go down the mountain. After doing bad things, they would lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot. Luo Men could guess this routine without even thinking.
"But, I'm protecting this person. Do you want to try to snatch him from under my nose?"
Standing in front of Lu Jin, blocking the old monk's gaze, Luo Men also revealed a slight smile.
"Please enlighten me, Luo Men Master."
Facing Luo Men, the old monk no longer dared to be arrogant. He spoke to Luo Men with a serious expression, and his Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, under the high-speed operation of his qi, was pushed to its limits.
"By the way, there were eighteen secularized fellows before whose character was a bit lacking. I helped Shaolin clean house and crippled them so they can't do evil anymore. What do you think of that?"
"You crippled the Eighteen Bronze Men?"
Suddenly, the old monk couldn't help but question, no longer bothering to conceal it.
"Eighteen Bronze Men?"
Lu Jin, who was behind, also had a look of astonishment on his face. Was his junior brother that fierce? He had also heard of the Eighteen Bronze Men's reputation and didn't expect them to be dispatched, and even more so, that they were directly crippled by his junior brother.
"Yes, they couldn't even withstand one of my palms. I wonder, old monk, if you can endure it?"
Looking at the old monk in front of him, Luo Men smiled, but the old monk felt a chill.
Being from the same origin, how could he not know the strength of the Eighteen Bronze Men? Even he wouldn't gain any advantage if the Eighteen Bronze Men attacked together, yet they couldn't withstand one palm from Luo Men.
"No, this might be a psychological tactic. I can't be misled by him."
Immediately, he silently recited the Pure Heart Mantra, suppressing the many distracting thoughts in his mind, and without another word, he directly struck out with a palm, taking the initiative.
In the eyes of Lu Jin and Zheng Zibu, the great monk's Vajra Palm strike was incredibly terrifying. They didn't even see how the old monk attacked, and it was already close to Luo Men's body, which made them break out in a cold sweat.
"The palm technique is good, but the person is not."
The Vajra Palm, which should have been used openly and honestly, was instead used for a sneak attack. No matter how powerful the palm force, it lost some of its spirit and much of its power.
However, the Vajra Palm indeed had its merits. Therefore, after Luo Men observed it and extracted its essence, when Luo Men struck out with a full-power palm again, the old monk felt a great terror.
He thought of the Buddha's Palm that only existed in legends, a palm technique that seemed as if it shouldn't exist in the human world, so vast and immense, carrying a heavy will like the will of heaven, directly striking over.
"Boom!"
A terrifying explosion sounded. The collision of two incredibly powerful palm forces created an incredibly terrifying shockwave, like a hurricane during a typhoon. Lu Jin and Zheng Zibu, who were not in good condition after a battle, could only barely avoid being blown away by supporting each other.
"What a domineering palm."
Standing not far from Luo Men, the great monk looked at the young man in front of him with a complex expression.
With his strength, he could naturally see that Luo Men's recent palm strike had used the essence of the Vajra Palm, and Luo Men had certainly never learned the Vajra Palm before. The terrifying truth was revealed: he had learned it just by observing it.
So young, so powerful, and so domineering. After Shaolin's founding, when will it be able to regain its position as the leader of the righteous path?