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Chapter 1201 Good palm method

The Poloxing was short and dark. When he saw his senior brother, he was filled with joy and sorrow. He rushed forward and hugged Zheluxing, and tears came down.

The two of them were croaking and speaking loudly and quickly. I don’t know where it was the dialect and local language in Tianzhu, but others couldn’t understand it. I thought it was the reason why Polo Xing told the story of the story of being captured and being detained by Shaolin.

Zheluoxing talked to his junior brother for a long time and said loudly in Chinese.

"The abbot of Shaolin Temple told lies. Polo Xing did not steal martial arts books, but only peeked at Buddhist books. Buddhist books were originally from me in Tianzhu, but I didn't break the precepts! Master Bodhidharma was from me in Tianzhu. He taught you martial arts. Instead, you locked up the monks in Tianzhu. This is ungrateful...betray...that, in short, it's not good!"

Although his Chinese language was not fluent, the reasons were very sufficient. The Shaolin monks were speechless for a moment. He refused to admit stealing martial arts scriptures. There was no stolen goods at this time, so it was hard to force him to admit it.

Xuanci Tao.

"Mencius does not lie. Brother Poloxing, if you lie, aren't you afraid of falling into the Avici Hell?"

Polo Star Road.

"I will never lie!"

Xuanci Tao.

"Have you ever peeked at my Shaolin School's "Da Diamond Boxing Sutra"?"

Polo Star Road.

"No, I only borrowed a copy of Diamond Sutra."

Xuanci Tao.

"Have you ever peeked at my Shaolin School's "Prajna Palm"?"

Polo Star Road.

"No, I only read a "Small Prajna Sutra".

Xuanci Tao.

"So, did you not peek at the "Maha Finger Skills" of my Shaolin School? When my junior brother Xuanxian met you by the side of the Sutra Tower that day, weren't you stealing this fingering key and sneaking out of the secret pavilion of the Sutra Tower?"

Polo Star Road.

"The little monk only borrowed a book called "Mahasangzhi Law" in the Sutra Library of the Temple. In the third year of Long'an in the Jin Dynasty, the eminent monk Faxian came to my India to obtain scriptures and obtained many treasure books. "Mahasangzhi Law" is one of them. The little monk borrowed this book, but I wonder what kind of precepts the temple had violated?"

He was smart and smart and knowledgeable, otherwise his senior brother would not have sent him to the important task of stealing scriptures. At this moment, he said jokingly that he had completely ruled out the secrets of reading martial arts, which seemed to be completely inappropriate in Shaolin Temple.

Xuan Ci frowned and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

It was difficult to argue with him for a moment.

Suddenly, the wind sounded slightly beside him. When the yellow shadow flashed, a person blew a punch towards the heart of the Polo Star. The punch was quick and fierce, and extremely fierce. The fist wind was aimed at the vital point of the heart of the Polo Star.

This move was too sudden; it seemed difficult to rescue.

Boluo Xing immediately turned his hands, put his left palm on the Shendao point, and his right palm on the Jinshu point, with the palm facing outward, and his palm force was spitting out quickly. The Shendao point was above the Zhiyang point, and the Jinshu point was below the Zhiyang point, and the palm force of the two palms and palms intertwined to form a barrier, just to protect the Zhiyang point, and the technique was extremely clever.

Seeing that his move was very cooperating, the masters in the Great Hall seemed to be deliberately making do with him, and asked him to show his skills. It also seemed that his fellow disciples tried to perform the best palm technique, and they couldn't help but shout.

"Good palm technique!"

The power of the two palms of Polo Xing blocked the man's fist. The man then changed his fist into a palm and slashed towards the back of Polo Xing's neck. At this time, everyone had already seen clearly that the person who was attacking was a middle-aged monk in Shaolin Temple. The monk changed his moves and rushed forward. Polo Xing turned around and slashed his right palm.
Chapter completed!
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