Chapter 133: Return
When Qin Lin heard this, he was also helpless in his heart, and then with a ruffian smile on his face, he slowly turned around, crossed his hands across his chest, looked at the four Shaolin monks holding Luohan sticks, and said, "I don't know why a few masters stopped the kid?"
The Shaolin monks shouted: "Who is the thief, who dares to trespass on my Shaolin!"
"Senior brothers, this person is sneaky, he must not be a good person, why don't we take it down and hand it over to the first senior uncle to deal with?"
"That's a wonderful statement!"
At this time, Qin Lin didn't know that because of him, Shaolin had closed the mountain and not allowed outsiders to set foot for a long time, and now that Qin Lin came out of the cave, these Shaolin disciples thought that Qin Lin had broken in. But when Qin Lin saw that these monks actually wanted to capture him, he naturally felt angry in his heart, not to mention a few Shaolin disciples, even if the Bodhidharma Patriarch was here, Qin Lin had to teach them a lesson.
These four Shaolin disciples turned over one by one, came to Qin Lin, and beat him with sticks.
"Old tree roots!"
"Bang!~"
The stick hit Qin Lin's body, only raising a little dust, and Qin Lin didn't even move his eyelids.
These four Shaolin disciples were naturally shocked, and secretly shocked: "I met a master today?!"
"A pillar of optimus!"
But as a Shaolin disciple, the cultivation of martial arts is naturally good, and several people knew that Qin Lin was powerful, so they hurriedly changed their moves and hit them with a stick, and in an instant, the four sticks arrived on Qin Lin's chest.
Qin Lin's smile gradually froze, and the killing intent in his eyes fluctuated, he had already given these four people a chance to live, but these four people didn't know what to do.
"There is a sky outside the sky!"
Qin Lin slapped out with one palm, and came out with a strong and domineering body, and all four sticks were swept away.
Several people were shocked, and before they could react, they felt their bodies stagnate, and their bodies couldn't help but fly out.
Qin Lin grabbed the four of them, his face was extremely gloomy, and said, "It's just ants, I don't know how thick the sky is!"
Suddenly, a powerful suction force appeared in Qin Lin's palm, and several Shaolin disciples found that they were screaming terribly, their bodies trembled as if they were swinging, their eyes rolled over, and their true qi and life essence were like wild horses that had been pulled away by Qin Lin.
"Ahh
"Hero, don't kill us, don't kill us. ”
Several people screamed and begged for mercy very sadly, but as soon as the words fell, the whole person quickly withered, lost all vitality, and turned into a dried corpse.
Qin Lin made a move, never soft!
What's more, this devouring duel is extremely domineering, how deep is the qi and blood of several Shaolin disciples? In just an instant, all the vitality, flesh and blood, and cultivation in their bodies were devoured by Qin Lin.
Qin Lin looked at the dried corpses on the ground, feeling bored, devouring the true qi of these Shaolin disciples, the increase in their strength could be said to be minimal.
Qin Lin couldn't wait to return to the main world and try the effectiveness of this Devouring Decision on the cultivator.
Just when Qin Lin wanted to leave the Shaolin Temple, dozens of Shaolin monks had surrounded him.
"Who are you, why did you absorb Dafa, and why did you sneak into my Shaolin and kill my disciples?"
The first seat of the Dharma Academy pointed at Qin Lin and shouted.
How could Qin Lin be interested in talking to the ants, and then walked towards the bottom of Shaomu Mountain.
"This person is so familiar, have I seen it anywhere?"
"Forget it, although my Shaolin is now in the closed mountain, but this person committed murder in my Shaolin Temple, if he is not taken down and punished, my Shaolin thousand-year-old prestige will not be lost!"
Due to the great change in Qin Lin's appearance, the first seat of the Dharma Academy did not recognize the initiator who made the Shaolin Temple have to close the mountain.
"The disciples listened to the order, took him down, and sent him to the Criminal Law Hall for punishment!"
Qin Lin swept his eyes coldly, and the killing intent that came out of his hegemonic body filled this world. The people who were targeted by Qin Lin felt as if they had fallen into an ice vault, cold to the bone.
The first seat of the Dharma Academy stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He seemed to see the devil, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of horror.
He pointed at Qin Lin and said in a trembling voice, "You... You...... Is it Qin Lin?!"
Qin Lin sneered: "Oh, you only recognized me at this time." ”
Listening to Qin Lin's unforgettable voice, the terrifying memory in his heart came to his heart again, that day Qin Lin was like a demon who destroyed the world, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the wailing of all things, the terrifying, the sword intent with the breath of hell, it was simply not something that mortals could resist, if it weren't for Qin Lin's sudden disappearance, I was afraid that the Shaolin Temple had been removed from the rivers and lakes.
Thinking that because of Dharma, Qin Lin didn't want to be embarrassed by Shaolin, but now that Shaolin is blocking his way, Qin Lin doesn't mind giving Shaolin Temple another lesson.
"Huh!"
As soon as Qin Lin's dantian qi mansion moved, Qin Lin transported the true qi of the few people he had just absorbed into his palm and slapped it towards the first seat of the Dharma Academy.
Seeing Qin Lin killing him, he knew that if he was hit by this palm, he would have absolutely no chance of survival, but the first seat of the Dharma Academy did not resist at all, because he knew that even if he dodged this palm, he would not be able to survive under Qin Lin's hands, and Qin Lin's shocking strength that day gave him a deep impression.
Clang!
The palms were hard, a crisp sound sounded, the air rippled and vibrate, and the two figures trembled and took a few steps back.
Qin Lin looked at the old monk wearing the old monk's robe in front of him and asked, "It's you again, sweeping monk!"
The sweeping monk's face turned pale, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, he leaned his body, looked at Qin Lin, and said, "Master Qin, don't come unharmed." ”
"Senpai, how are you?"
The first seat of the Dharma Academy hurriedly stepped forward, he naturally knew that the sweeping monk was to save him, and he was seriously injured by a slap with Qin Lin.
The sweeping monk waved his hand and said, "The little monk is fine, the master doesn't have to mind." ”
"Okay, since the master has taken my move, I won't embarrass Shaolin. ”
Now that the sweeping monk took his palm, it can be regarded as Qin Lin's hand, even if it is for the sake of Dharma's face, Qin Lin does not want to embarrass Shaolin, and then turns around and walks down the mountain.
Now, no one dared to stop Qin Lin.
When Qin Lin was far away, the sweeping monk spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which seemed to be mixed with fragments of internal organs, and then fell to the ground on his back.
"Senpai!"
The monks hurriedly helped him up to check his injuries.
The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "No need, I'm out of life, and I don't have the skills to return to the sky." ”
Just now, the sweeping monk and Qin Lin had a palm, but the strength of Qin Lin's palm was no longer something that a real realm martial artist could resist, and his strong and ferocious palm power directly shattered the sweeping monk's internal organs.
Although the sweeping monk knew that his life was short, he did not have the slightest sadness and pain on his face, but with a trace of excitement, he kept muttering: "Maybe that is the power above the real human realm, right?!"
After speaking, the sweeping monk slowly closed his eyes and stopped breathing, and suddenly the Shaolin Temple mourned.
......
But it was said that after Qin Lin left the Shaolin Temple, he went to Huashan again, and now Qin Lin has mastered a lot of martial arts, comprehended the sword intent, the sword intent, and also learned the spirit level of the lower grade exercise "Devouring Decision", and even has the blood of the zombie king, and his strength has more than doubled.
Therefore, there is no need to continue to stay in this martial arts world, Qin Lin decided to return to the main world, but the system said that the power to return to the main world has not yet recovered, and if you want to go back in advance, you need enough moonlight essence.
And tonight is the night of the full moon, so Qin Lin came to this Huashan Mountain and returned to the main world with the help of the moonlight essence.
Finally, night fell, and sure enough, the jade plate hung high above the firmament, and Qin Lin absorbed enough moonlight essence to turn on the system and return to the main world.
Scold!
Just as Qin Lin left with his front foot, there was a ripple in the space above Huashan, and Damour's voice actually came out of it: "I didn't expect him to be really a person from outside the territory, he is really blessed, I just hope that he can take refuge in my Buddha." ”
"Amitabha!"
......
The mortal realm, the Xuanzhen Continent, the two realms of the state Broken Sword Mountain.
In the mysterious cave on the cliff at the back of the mountain, a sarcophagus shook for a while, and after a while, it exploded in an instant, and a figure jumped up from it.
A pair of eyes shoot cold stars, two curved eyebrows like paint, and long black hair reaches the waist.
It was Qin Lin.
Looking at the familiar cave, the corners of Qin Lin's mouth were raised, and he said coldly: "Corpse Refining Gate, Master, I'm back!"