In the semi-finals, when he was competing with the Rising Sun, a mysterious master forced the line to sound and kindly reminded Xia Ye Xing.

"Ha, you're a bit clever. But what happened in the morning was that this emperor made a fool of himself, you kid is quite good at hiding his strength, not only defeated the Rising Sun Maniac, but now he has blocked the Rising Sun Dongsheng with all his strength and will not die. In time, the future will be immeasurable!Yes, very good!" The middle-aged man in the blue robe looked at Ye Xing and nodded with satisfaction.

The Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng was one of the thirty-six supremes of the Heavenly Rank, and Ye Xing's second-rank innate realm was able to block his full attack, which was all amazing.

"The seniors praised it!" Ye Xing's eyes moved, and he immediately asked: "I don't know the senior's surname, after the senior's injury is healed the next day, I will definitely come to the door to thank you!"

"The senior monks of Shaolin Temple are coming!" The middle-aged man in blue clothes glanced into the distance and said to Ye Xing: "Boy, take good care of Mengxue for me, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

As soon as the words fell, with a 'whoosh', a purple light lit up, and the middle-aged man in blue had disappeared above the roof.

"Mengxue?" Ye Xing's eyes were puzzled, "You want me to take good care of Mengxue, who is this blue-robed senior Mengxue?"

Ye Xing faintly felt that this blue-robed senior had something to do with Meng Xue. Maybe it was because of Mengxue's face that he came to save him. Otherwise, the two of them didn't know each other, and they were not related to each other, so why would others offend the Holy Fire Sect in order to save him.

Ye Xing was thinking about it, and at this moment-

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

One after another sound of breaking the air sounded from the ears one after another, and I saw that Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, had already come to the courtyard with all the senior monks.

"Amitabha, the old man is late, how is the little benefactor's injury?" Master Kongyun looked at him with concern, walked quickly to Ye Xing, probed Ye Xing's injury, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Good, good, although the little donor's injury is serious, fortunately, there is no danger to his life, and he should be able to recover after ten days and a half of rest!"

After a pause, Master Kongyun muttered, "Who is the little benefactor who hurt you, could it be a saint-"

"Hmm!" Ye Xing nodded slightly, and said, "It was the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng who personally took action!"

"Hey, the Rising Sun Master is too rampant. Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, sighed and said in a deep voice: "My Buddhism is a place of pure cultivation, how can such evil guests be so presumptuous." Senior Brother Konglin, you can lead someone to invite the people of the Holy Fire Sect away from Wuliang Mountain!"

"Obey the decree of Senior Brother Abbot!"

The group of eminent monks behind Master Kongyun immediately left the small courtyard and began to work lightly towards the location of the Holy Fire Sect.

"Master Ye San, since the Holy Fire Sect Master dared to attack you, why didn't he kill you?"

After all, under normal circumstances, if the Holy Flame Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng was a supreme powerhouse of that level, a young martial artist like Ye Xing and the second-rank Innate Realm would definitely have no chance of survival.

"It was a blue-robed senior who came to my rescue, I listened to their conversation, that senior seems to be some kind of emperor!" Ye Xing said.

"It turned out that it was the emperor who made a move, no wonder the old man sensed that huge energy fluctuation from afar!" "Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, nodded slightly.

"Does the abbot know that senior?" Ye Xing hurriedly asked, "Who is that senior?"

"Amitabha, I don't know the old man!" "Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, muttered: "However, there are only four people in the entire Wulin Continent who can be called the Divine King, namely Donghua, Western Zhou, Nanming, and Northern Yuan. The four emperors have a noble status, dominate the four major dynasties, rule over hundreds of millions of living beings, and have amazing energy in their hands. Ye Sanxiao's benefactor can get acquainted with one of the emperors, which is really a blessing!"

"It turns out that the emperor is the lord of the dynasty!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed in his heart, he and the blue-robed emperor were completely meeting for the first time, and they were not familiar with each other at all. However, from the conversation, it can be seen that the emperor must know Meng Xue. Ye Xing immediately decided to ask Meng Xue tomorrow.

"Although the little donor has now picked up a life, he can't be careless. Since the Holy Fire Sect Master dared to do something in the Shaolin Temple, if he left the Shaolin Temple, I am afraid that he would be even more unscrupulous. Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, muttered.

"Well, what the abbot said is very true, the boy is indeed careless tonight. Since I've abolished the right hand of the Rising Sun, I should have thought that the Rising Sun Tokatsu might be moving tonight-"

"If the little donor thinks so, then he is wrong!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, shook his head and said, "The abolition of the right hand of the Rising Sun Maniac is not enough to make the Rising Sun Dongsheng so eager to kill you!"

Ye Xing couldn't help but be stunned.

"If the old man expected it to be right, it should be the same trick you used when you fought against the Rising Sun. Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, muttered: "Your set of finger skills seems to be able to restrain the Holy Fire Sect's "Holy Fire Toad Gong", this is the main reason why Rising Sun Dongsheng is in a hurry to kill you!"

"By the way, speaking of which, Lao Wei also has a doubt and wants to ask the third little benefactor of Xia Ye!" said Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"The abbot should say it's okay!"

"Amitabha, the old man took the liberty to ask the little donor what kind of martial arts is that set of finger skills?" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, said in a deep voice: "That's right, it is recorded in ancient books that there is a magic skill in my Shaolin Temple called "Buddha Gate One Yang Finger", according to those sporadic records, it is somewhat similar to the set of fingers performed by the little donor in the ring——"

Ye Xing was shocked in his heart, his face was calm, and he hurriedly said: "Haha, the abbot said that he laughed, the younger generation's set of finger martial arts is not Shaolin Temple's "Buddha Gate One Yang Finger", but called "Innate One Yuan Finger", which is a heaven-level and high-grade exercise. ”

"I see, it's the old man who is abrupt. Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, said loudly: "The little donor doesn't have to be nervous, if you really have "Buddhism One Yang Finger", our Shaolin Temple is willing to exchange it at the same price! ”

"Well, don't worry, abbot, if there is really a Buddhist exercise, the kid will definitely return to Shaolin!" Ye Xing opened his eyes and said nonsense.

In fact, Ye Xing didn't mean to lie, but this was a secret related to himself, and he didn't dare to be careless until his strength was not strong enough.

"By the way, Abbot!" Ye Xing immediately asked: "Since the "Buddha Gate One Yang Finger" is the secret book of Shaolin Temple, it stands to reason that it is not stored in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why did it suddenly disappear again?"

"Hey!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, sighed and said with a wry smile: "My Shaolin Temple originally had seventy-two divine skills, but unfortunately lost more than half of them in that catastrophe. ”

"Catastrophe?" Ye Xing's eyes moved, keenly catching something, "What catastrophe?"