(Cat flutter Chinese) Yue Tengfei, the current head of the Hengle faction, said: "Don't come to this set, Shaolin is bullying, kill my master, dare you deserve it?"

The old monk nodded slightly and said, "Amitabha, there must be a cause and an effect." Since it was done by Shaolin disciples, they naturally dared to deserve it. ”

Zhikuang hurriedly got up and said: "Master, he was killed by Zhimai, Zhimai has been expelled from Shaolin and is not considered a Shaolin disciple, this matter really has nothing to do with this temple?"

The old monk said to Zhi Kuang: "Although Zhi Mai is not in Shaolin, it can only be said that his name is not there, but his roots are Shaolin, how can he really get out of Shaolin." Isn't that what happened today?"

Zhikuang had an epiphany and said: "What the master taught is that the disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Subsequently, the leaders of the various sects and factions who were victimized held the old monk accountable one by one, and the old monk did not defend himself, but took responsibility one by one, saying: "In addition, whether you doubt it or not, the old man will also bear it one by one on behalf of Shaolin." ”

Liu Yi pointed out: "Okay, now that Shaolin pleads guilty one by one, we will set foot on the Chongsheng Temple, kill all the Shaolin monks, and destroy the Shaolin Temple." This voice caused an uproar of approval.

The old monk smiled faintly and said, "Shaolin has stood proudly in martial arts for hundreds of years, and I have never heard of anyone who has the ability to destroy Shaolin. ”

Liu Yizhi said angrily: "What if Shaolin has stood proudly for hundreds of years, today I will let you see the time when Shaolin is destroyed." ”

The old monk said: "If the donor has the ability to destroy Shaolin, I will not only not be hurt, but I will congratulate the donor." ”

Liu Yizhi snorted and said, "Okay, I'll let you take a look." Yan Bi led dozens of Haotian Gang disciples to carry large barrels of explosives to the Three Towers. I felt a light breeze passing over them, and I saw that several of them had completely fallen to the ground, and when they looked at the old monk, they still saw the old monk standing quietly, as if he had not moved. In fact, the old monk's internal strength is extremely strong, and he does not move at all, and his true power has escaped and flashed away, as fast as lightning. Liu Yizhi and the others reacted without warning, and they had fallen to the ground with all their true strength. Fortunately, the old monk's real desire to suppress everyone is not murderous, so although Liu Yizhi and others fell to the ground with medium strength, they were fine. Among the people present, only Duan Siyi, Ling Yunjun, Chen Shiqing, Yu Xiaoran, and Yaojia were able to perceive the old monk's true power.

Ling Yunjun couldn't help but exclaim: "Yi'er, this divine monk's martial arts cultivation is unpredictable. Duan Siyi nodded slightly and continued to watch the movement on the field.

Liu Yizhi and the others got up one after another, pointed at the old monk and scolded: "Dead bald donkey, you dare to cheat?"

Zhikuang said angrily: "Master Liu, be respectful in your words!"

Liu Yizhi scolded: "Respect a fart, kill me!" Yan Bi Haotian helped dozens of disciples rush up to kill the old monk.

The disciples of the four factions of the Wuya faction, the Hengle faction, the Xuantian faction, and the Tianchi faction gathered together to kill the old monk, and then the rest of the factions also came to kill. I saw a real power mask emanating from the old monk's body and pushing forward, flying sand and rocks everywhere he went, rolling up and rushing back together, and a sound of grief followed.

Duan Siyi and the others were stunned when they saw the old monk's unfathomable true power, and they didn't dare to guess. Chen Shiqing had already seen the ability of the old monk, and did not rush to kill with everyone, but quietly stood behind and watched.

The first wave was bounced back, and the second and third waves then came back to make up for it, but they were all bounced back, and no one dared to try again.

Bai Shicheng got up and said, "Can you alone resist the entire martial arts? Can he hold this place and the entire Chongsheng Temple, everyone will smash the rest of the Zen Temple for me!" Although everyone moved one after another, they were pushed back by a force of true power after taking a few steps, only to realize that everyone had been enveloped in a huge invisible true power shield by the old monk, and no one could penetrate the true power cover that was nothing.

Baishi City was taken aback and said, "What kind of demon method is it?"

Yu Wenxin said: "This is not a demon law, but a vajra demon circle! The people panicked and looked at each other.

Yue Tengfei said: "Who is this monk, how can he have such real power?"

Yu Wenxin said: "It is rumored that there is an immortal monk living in Chongsheng Temple, whose legal name is Fuhui, it should be him." When everyone heard this, they all took three steps back.

The old monk said: "Come on, come on, you smash the Chongsheng Temple, and Shaolin will also smash your sect in the future." How many Shaolin monks have you killed, Shaolin will kill you in the future. Shaolin killed your people, you want to kill Shaolin again, you come to kill Shaolin, Shaolin will naturally kill you. What good is it to go on in this cycle?"

Chen Shiqing stepped forward and said: "What the monk said is extremely true, but now Shaolin does admit that he has killed many sect leaders, what should I do?"

The old monk said, "This is very easy to do." ”

Chen Shiqing was puzzled and asked, "How do you say this?"

The old monk said: "Lao Wei also admits that Shaolin killed your people, so naturally Lao Gao has to bear it." You have killed so many people in Shaolin, and you are also afraid that Shaolin will come back to seek revenge on you, so Lao Wei will also bear it. ”

Chen Shiqing said: "I don't know how the monk bears it?"

The old monk said: "Everyone wants the old man to bear it, it is nothing more than to kill the old man." Regardless of whether you have a grudge or not, you can come and kill the old man and eliminate the grudge in your heart. ”

Chen Shiqing said: "The martial arts of the divine monk are infinitely profound, how can we kill them?"

The old monk said: "The old man is willing to let you kill and eliminate the grudge is what the old man can do, but whether the donors can kill the old man is the business of the donors." ”

Chen Shiqing said: "This ...... Isn't the monk shielding Shaolin?"

The old monk said: "That's also the case, the old man can only live for another year, and after a year, if you still want to destroy Shaolin, you can come again, and then there will be no old man, and you can get your wish." ”

Liu Yizhi approached Chen Shiqing and said, "Alliance leader, this monk is the legendary immortal monk Fuhui of Chongsheng Temple, how can he live for another year?"

Chen Shiqing sighed lightly and said: "The merits of the monk, it is difficult for anyone in the world to fight, what can we do with him?" Liu Yizhi sighed helplessly. Chen Shiqing went to the heads of various sects and factions to talk about how to deal with them, and the battle slowed down a little.

Yaojia said: "Sister, is this monk really Master Fuhui?"

Duan Siyi smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Yes and no, no, true and false, false and true." ”

Yaojia was puzzled: "Huh?"

Duan Siying held Yaojia's hand and said with a smile: "Have you seen what the real Vajra Demon Circle is?"

Yaojia nodded and said, "I'm afraid that Daoist Fu Xuan and the Sect Leader may not have really seen each other, we are blessed." ”

Ling Yunjun was puzzled and asked, "Yi'er, why didn't Master Fuhui kill the incoming Qianxiqiu to detain the Zhimai and avoid today's chaos?"

Duan Siyi said: "In the master's heart, there are no enemies and no friends, and all beings are equal. Naturally, he will not regard Qianxiqiu as an enemy, nor will he regard Zhimai as an outcast, let alone regard the people in the rivers and lakes as enemies. He didn't feel that this kind of struggle was wrong, everything came with 'dependent arising', everything just came and went naturally, just as the so-called 'self-emptiness' is empty. Ling Yunjun smiled and nodded as if he understood whether he understood or not.

Chen Shiqing discussed a little with the leaders of the sect, and stepped forward and said: "Master, the enmity between the various sects and the Shaolin is not the same, if the master protects the Chongsheng Temple like this, it may be difficult to convince the martial arts factions." ”

The old monk said, "What do you donors want?"

Chen Shiqing said: "When is the time for retribution, all factions naturally don't want to fight to the death with Shaolin, but the big revenge can't be avenged." The various sects discussed and believed that as long as the master dared to commit suicide and passed away, the enmity between my various sects and Shaolin would be resolved and they would not interfere with each other. ”

Zhikuang hurriedly said: "Master, you can't listen to them, it's a big deal, Chongsheng Temple can't do without Shizu!"

The rest of the monks also shouted: "Chongsheng Temple can't be without the ancestor...... A burst of true power swept through the Zhikuang people, and everyone was stunned, and they couldn't speak.

The old monk smiled and said, "It's so easy to do, but how can the old man believe that after the old man dies, you will keep your promise?"

Chen Shiqing pointed at Duan Siying and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can testify here, if the various factions in my rivers and lakes do not keep their promises, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can lead the troops and horses of the world to kill all factions." If Shaolin wants to seek revenge from my faction for the death of the master, the prince can also lead the world's troops to kill Shaolin!"

The old monk looked at the leaders of the various factions gathered in one place and said, "But so?" The leaders of the various factions said in unison: "Just as the alliance leader said!"

The old monk looked at Duan Siying and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this witness has a lot of shoulders. ”

Duan Siying said: "Master, do you really want to be like this?"

The old monk nodded slightly, smiled at Duan Siyi and nodded, turned around and sat in front of the big character "Yongzhen Mountains and Rivers" under the big tower, closed his eyes lightly, and did not move.

After a while, Zhikuang's acupuncture points were untied, and when he ran to the old monk, he knew that the old monk had passed away, and suddenly fell to the ground and cried bitterly. The rest of the monks relieved themselves from the acupuncture points, and they knelt down in front of the old monk and wept bitterly.

Chen Shiqing and the heads of various sects and factions went to verify that the old monk had passed away before they withdrew from the Chongsheng Temple. Duan Siyi knelt in front of the old monk first, and Duan Siying and the others also knelt down. After a while, the people in the rivers and lakes completely retreated, leaving only Duan Siyi and his party and Zhikuang and his group of monks who were crying.

Duan Siyi got up and said, "Master Zhikuang, the festival is changing." ”

Zhikuang held back his sadness, got up and said: "Sect Master, the temple has changed so much today, and it was unexpected, and now the poor monk doesn't know how to deal with it, and he also asks the sect leader to give a little bit of advice." ”

Duan Siyi said: "Qianshiqiu led away the abbot of Zhiyuan and other monks, just to destroy the Chongsheng Temple. Now that the crisis of Chongsheng Temple has been resolved, the abbot master and others may have fallen into a trap and been captured, and it is difficult to return to the temple for a while. Although Qian Shiqiu failed to destroy the Chongsheng Temple, he had achieved his goal, and now the Chongsheng Temple has nothing he needs, and he will not do it again. In the short term, Chongsheng Temple will have to be presided over by Master Zhikuang. To rescue the abbot master, the younger generation must do their best. ”

Zhi Kuang clasped his hands and saluted: "The poor monk has thanked the sect leader for his great kindness here. ”

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