As the sky gets late, the night gets thicker, and the moonlight pours over this ancient building, showing its long and thick history.

Outside, the sound of bamboo gongs and drums sounded, breaking the silence of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xia Yunmo closed the book and walked out of the Scripture Pavilion. Outside the Scripture Pavilion, the abbot and a group of monks had been waiting outside for an hour and a half.

In the corridor, more than twenty monks lined up in an orderly manner, extremely quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be extremely depressed, as if they were afraid of disturbing Xia Yunmo's reading, and waited for Xia Yunmo to come out, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Yunmo walked out, and the abbot said: "Demons are rampant, disturbing the world, please subdue the demons." ”

The monks also lowered their eyebrows and said, "Please subdue the demons." ”

Xia Yunmo nodded and walked towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the rest of the monks followed suit, following him.

The sound of music came from outside the mountain gate, and the sound of silk and bamboo was mixed with the sound of bells and drums, which was also pleasant. The sound was getting closer and closer, and a group of mighty people and horses could already be seen walking towards the Shaolin Temple.

This group of people held torches, gongs and drums, piccolos and canvases, and from a distance they looked like a procession of people doing things.

The crowd walked to the mountain gate of the Shaolin Temple, and stopped at a distance of ten zhang from the main hall. More than a dozen people said in unison: "The old immortal of the stars has arrived, Shaolin disciple, why don't you come and kneel quickly." ”

As soon as these words stopped, the drum was beating, and the drum resounded throughout the Shaolin Temple. After the drum was beaten, the gong was struck three more times, and there were only a dozen people: "Welcome the old immortals of the stars to promote the immortal law, and subdue the demons." ”

In the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Xia Yunmo couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this is really worthy of Ding Chunqiu, not to mention the rest, the face work is to be done, and the pomp is very big.

Immediately afterward, five more figures fell from afar, stepping on people's heads.

These five people are all very good, and their appearance is not bad, they are all handsome men and beauties, even if they are elderly, they are also white-haired and outstanding.

After they stood still, they bowed down and said, "Star disciples Zhang Xiong, Ah Zi, Ah Qing, Li Gao, and Gu Dao greet the old immortal. ”

These five people are the disciples of the Star Sect and the right-hand men of Ding Chunqiu.

Subsequently, another group of disciples came out of the ranks, holding various colored flags, lined up on both sides, with the words "Old Immortal of the Stars", "Boundless Mana", "Vast Magical Power", "Mighty Universe" and so on, in the sound of silk bamboo drums and gongs, four strong men carried a gorgeous sedan chair and walked over.

On top of the sedan chair, sat an old man. This old man has a ruddy complexion, full of white hair, a three-foot silver hair on his chin, and a childish face, with an indescribable chic.

This person is Ding Chunqiu, the devil who is now disturbing the world.

Ding Chunqiu was originally half-lying in a sedan chair, his eyes were half-closed, but he suddenly opened his eyes and said loudly: "Is the old monk of Shaolin Temple available?" ”

When he closes his eyes and does not speak, he gives people a sense of etherealism, like a fairy figure in a picture. But when he opened his eyes, it was awe-inspiring with murderous intent, and even more with a little hideous intent.

Although it did not roar loudly, its sound was like a flood bell and a big lu, which shook people's ears and buzzed, showing the subtlety and profundity of its internal strength.

The abbot walked out of the hall of the Mahavira and the rest of the monks followed.

After walking out of the main hall, the abbot put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, this temple does not accept pilgrims today, if Ding Shi mainly burns incense and worships the Buddha, please find another temple." ”

Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly: "Who wants to burn incense and worship the Buddha, I came here to inform you of these bald people." ”

The abbot said, "Master Ding, please speak." ”

Ding Chunqiu said: "From today on, Shaolin Temple will be renamed, and it will be called "Xingzhu Shaolin Rudder" in the future. ”

The abbot shook his head and said, "This matter is our promise, and the Bodhisattva Buddha in the Mahavira Hall will not agree." ”

Ding Chunqiu suddenly had a beard flying, his face was hideous, murderous, and said with a little chill: "If the Bodhisattva doesn't agree, then kill the Bodhisattva, if the Buddha doesn't agree, then kill the Buddha." If you don't agree to wait for the bald head, then you will cut off your head. ”

The abbot said with a calm face: "Lord Ding, donor, if you act like this, you are entering the devil's path, the depth of the demonic nature is no longer the Dharma can be saved, life will sink into the sea of suffering, death will fall into the hell of the nose, and you will not be able to live forever." ”

Ding Chunqiu laughed, his laughter penetrated the night, and it was very harsh: "After I die, I don't know if I will sink into hell, but I dare to guarantee that tonight, Shaolin Temple will turn into a human purgatory, and you are all hellish ghosts." ”

At this time, Ding Chunqiu's entire qi was released, and where he was, the light was distorted, and everything turned into the deepest and most desperate darkness.

Ding Chunqiu in this world suddenly stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, and the qi was released like a tide, the combination of the qi and the will of heaven, coupled with the operation of an evil sect exercise, made his whole person look particularly terrifying.

In the surroundings of Ding Chunqiu, those disciples of the Star Constellation Sect were affected by the aftermath of the Qi Engine, and they only felt as if they were in the midst of a dark wave, their mouth and nose could not breathe, and everything they saw, heard, and touched was a void of darkness, and their hearts couldn't help but give birth to negative emotions such as disappointment, despair, and sadness.

This is the case with these affected disciples alone, and even if the monks who face this move head-on, even if they resist, the vast majority of the monks can only fall into endless darkness.

This trick Ding Chunqiu can be described as tried and tested, although it consumes a lot of his mental power. But the words of the old monk infuriated him and made him angry.

But when Ding Chunqiu looked carefully, he couldn't help but be stunned. The old monk and some of the first ones had calm faces, and they were not shocked, after all, these old monks were extremely strong in martial arts and extremely strong in spirit.

But what about the little monks behind him who were completely out of the stream? How quiet and peaceful, no sorrow and no joy.

"Buddhism is pure, why bother to fight and kill. Why don't you sit down and sit down and talk about it, maybe you can confirm each other, gain something, and finally soar in the day. ”

A gentle and powerful voice came from the monks, and a group of monks lowered their heads one after another, showing respect, calling them "World Venerable", and they all made way of the way, and a figure slowly walked out from behind.

This is a young man, handsome, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes are unexpectedly deep.

Xia Yunmo looked at Ding Chunqiu, who was slightly confused, and secretly laughed in his heart.

This Ding Chunqiu is also similar to the martial arts of soul dementorship, and this martial art is still very profound, no less than soul dementorship, plus a grandmaster figure like him is amazingly powerful.

But unfortunately, he met Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo's belief power had long been imprinted in the minds of everyone except the abbot, and Ding Chunqiu's qi was naturally difficult to influence.

If his qi was to be affected, he had to first wash away Xia Yunmo's belief power.

It's a pity that in this regard, Ding Chunqiu is still far behind, and he can't even perceive why he can't affect these monks.

Ding Chunqiu looked directly at Xia Yunmo, but frowned slightly, this is just an ordinary person, why do these monks respect him so much.

Xia Yunmo is now completely reined in his qi, and he is just an ordinary person in front of Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu groaned: "Who are you?" Why is it here? ”

Xia Yunmo laughed and said, "I'm just the one who pays off the debt." ”

Ding Chunqiu said: "The one who pays off the debt? ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "Pay off a book debt, I read the books of this group of monks here, and I owe them a debt, so I promised to help them kill you and resolve this so-called martial arts catastrophe." ”

Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened, and he said coldly: "What did you say?!" ”

Xia Yunmo waved his hand and said, "Of course, I'm not an unreasonable person. If you hand over your Nakshatra Sect and the martial arts cheats collected from the rest of the sects along the way, and then obediently retreat, and then dissolve the Nakshatra Sect, I can spare your life. ”

He was extremely interested in the martial arts of this world, Ding Chunqiu swept all the major sects along the way, collected cheats, and sent them to the door, but he saved Xia Yunmo a lot of hands.

And when Xia Yunmo's words came out, it was a shock. In the eyes of the people of the Nakshatra faction, his tone was strong enough to blow the cowhide out.

The reason why he apprenticed to a teacher without a cliff was to get ahead, become famous in the world, and become a master.

And his goal has also been achieved, his star faction has become almost the strongest sect in the rivers and lakes, and his own overlord who stirs up the storm has made countless people frightened. It's been a long time since I've seen someone despise him so much, how can he not be angry.

Before Ding Chunqiu could make a move, he heard a "sonorous" sound, and a sword light flew out.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to Master, damn it!"

But it was Zhang Xiong, the chief disciple of Ding Chunqiu, who pulled out his long sword and flew towards Xia Yunmo.

That Zhang Xiong saw that it was an unknown junior insulting the master, and he didn't think much about it, so he wanted to take action for the master, and by the way, he patted the horse, and this guy was clearly an ordinary person before ****** and didn't know martial arts. Even if it's a superficial martial arts, there's nothing to worry about.

Only that group of monks was in some trouble, if they came to the rescue, then they could only retreat.

Zhang Xiong stabbed with a sword, and the sword was fast, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Its sword is fierce, piercing the sky, and the sharp whistling sound rises, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder. This Zhang Xiong has obviously reached the level of a first-class swordsman,

In an instant, the tip of the sword was only a stone's throw away from Xia Yunmo's throat.

The abbot and the others did not move, because they knew that the world-honored god had great powers, and how could they be afraid of this mortal sword.

Ding Chunqiu also stroked his beard with his hand and smiled, but Zhang Xiong's hand was a deep inheritance of his true heritage, which made him deeply gratified.

The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to Xia Yunmo's throat, and the disciples of the Star Sect present all believed that there would be an extra corpse with a bloody throat here in the next moment.

Zhang Xiong also showed a hint of a smile, such a distance, even his master Ding Chunqiu was difficult to dodge.

Xia Yunmo finally moved.

At the moment when the sword light shrouded and the sword momentum struck. His two fingers poked out, and as soon as they snapped together, he caught the sword, and could not advance any further.

Then, as soon as Xia Yunmo's wrist turned, the sword was rolled, and the remaining qi quickly spread to Zhang Xiong's arm and even his whole body through the sword body.

This was a whirling energy, and the male was struck by this energy, and flew out sideways like a rag doll, spinning and screaming in the air.

When he flew a few feet and fell to the ground, the musculoskeletal body of the whole person had been completely twisted and turned into a ball of twisted flowers.

There was silence all around, and the people of the Nakshatra Sect were stunned and speechless for a long time. And the other four disciples of the Star Constellation Sect swallowed their saliva, only to feel a cold sweat running out of their backs, and shouted for luck.

Originally, they also planned to teach Xia Yunmo a lesson, but they were preempted by the senior brother. But I didn't expect that this first step would be to step into hell.

The old immortal of the stars frowned slightly, his strength was infinitely close to the great master, and the qi between heaven and earth had his own sense, and his heart was beating violently, as if there was a bad omen.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple and other monks breathed a sigh of relief, and even secretly praised themselves: Shizun is jealous and hateful, and uses powerful means to subdue demons to drive away the filth of the world.

Xia Yunmo looked at the hesitant Ding Chunqiu again, and said with a smile: "Since you don't do it, then I'll do it." ”

After speaking, his body swept out, and a white jade-like palm pressed lightly towards the head of the old immortal of the stars.