Shaolin, the entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The abbot and the Shaolin elders are side by side, and there is Du Zhen standing next to him, and the competition on the martial arts field is not over.

After all, the relics of the World-Honored One are extremely valuable, and if they are criticized and accused of disrespecting the World-Honored One, don't be unlucky.

"Why haven't you come out yet, the sun is about to dry your ass!" Some elders frowned, looking anxious and impatient.

Waiting is the most annoying, even for monks.

The abbot was also anxious, but because of his identity, he couldn't show too much, so he had to smile awkwardly and explain: "Maybe he is still intoxicated by the many scriptures of Buddhism." ”

The elders of Shaolin didn't believe it in this way, and they were all thinking: "How can there be such a serious person, even if the peerless genius has to eat and rest, can that kid still be able to break the valley?" ”

Anyway, I don't believe it!

An hour later, there was no movement in the Scripture Pavilion.

An old monk frowned and said: "No, there are hundreds of Arhats stationed in my Shaolin here, he shouldn't be able to escape, there are major elders guarding not far away, if there is any movement, he will definitely know, but now ......"

There is no movement, so people don't wonder.

"Wait, after all, the hour has not yet come!" The abbot couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and persuaded the old immortals around him who were anxious and restless early in the morning.

Squeak!

At this time, the sound of opening the door sounded, and in the anticipatory mood of the old Shaolin monks looking forward to the stars and the moon, Jiang Que's brocade robe figure quietly appeared in the crack of the door.

"Yo, everyone came to say hello so early?" Jiang Que smiled slightly, and said to this group of Shaolin monks: "It's really an honor!" ”

Monks: "......"

After a period of silence, they scolded in their hearts: Please be a fart, if it weren't for the relics of the World Venerable, Lao Tzu would not have come early in the morning.

The old monks didn't speak, and Du Zhen had to ask with an embarrassed smile: "Lord Jiang, the day has come, I don't know if the relics can ......?"

He didn't finish the follow-up words, but Jiang Que already understood, and couldn't help but tease, "Why, does the monk just want to get the relics like this, just tell me, don't be embarrassed." ”

Hearing this, Du Zhen's face changed greatly, if he left in the hearts of the abbot and the elders, he also wanted to get relics, and he was afraid that things would not be easy to do.

So he hurriedly made up for it: "My lord said that I laughed, I don't know if the adult can hand over the relics in the deal we reached before?" ”

As soon as these words came out, many people suddenly showed anticipation in their hearts.

World-honored relics, if you practice them with the Dharma, you can let the acquired perfection break through to the innate and the innate can also break through to a higher level, which can be called the supreme elixir.

Jiang Que smiled slightly, and then said: "Okay, let's see that you are in a hurry to give the monkey, take it!" ”

As he spoke, the relics lit up in front of everyone's eyes, and suddenly a lot of saliva-swallowing sounds came, and then Jiang Que threw the relics to Du Zhen, and only after everyone's eyes were attracted did he swagger away.

There was already a lot of commotion in front of the Scripture Pavilion, and Du Zhen had to hand over the relics to the abbot and then retreat.

Shaolin, on the martial arts field.

After a day of fighting, the two who have never rested seem to have reached the extreme, and in the end, the two of them fought together.

No one spoke in the field, staring at Fa Xiang and Lin Lingsu, smart people knew that the victory was about to happen, and they didn't want to miss this best moment, so they stopped and watched.

"Who's going to win a move and a half?"

Many people have such a question in their hearts, the law is the same age as Lin Lingsu, and the strength is also comparable, it is really hard to say who wins and who loses.

Bang!

Soon, the place where the two of them faced each other suddenly exploded, spreading out in all directions, and many people were affected to the point that they fell to the ground one after another, and were not lightly injured.

The two people in the battle also slowly fell to the ground, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of the law minister's mouth, obviously injured, and Lin Lingsu on the other side closed his eyes and fell heavily, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

A generation of legends who don't know life and death like this.

"He's defeated!" Du Zhen said lightly to the Daomen families and those people in the rivers and lakes, compared to the Fa Xiang was only injured, so he naturally won.

All the people in the rivers and lakes frowned, such a result was obviously not what they expected, and their faces couldn't help but be bitter, and they all said secretly: "It seems that there is no way to prevent Shaolin from reopening the mountain gate." ”

I thought that relying on Lin Lingsu's ability could stop one or two, but who knew that I couldn't stop it.

If they could, they all wanted to go on the pitch and compete.

On the side, Zhang Laodao of the Heavenly Master Dao had an embarrassed face, and snorted coldly: "Let's go, today is your Shaolin chess master, and the competition for my Dao Gate in the future will never retreat!" ”

"Everyone, don't send it if you go slowly!"

Du Zhen smiled slightly, after all, it was successful, Shaolin is about to reopen the mountain gate, and it will have a great future.

The Daomen families and the Jianghu sects snorted coldly, left a few cruel words and left in a hurry, not daring to stay for a long time, for fear of being killed by the monks of Shaolin Temple as an evil sect.

After most of the people left, the old monk was slowly helped up, but at this time, he rolled his old eyes and fainted.

"Uncle Ancestor ......"

Many monks shouted, but the old monk never woke up as if he hadn't heard it, and a generation of Zen masters and monks also passed away, contributing the last drop of blood and strength to Shaolin.

"It turned out to be a lose-lose situation, and no one was afraid that they would not get any benefits!" As soon as he walked out of the mountain gate, he turned his head and looked at the Fa Xiang and fell, only then did he understand why Du Zhen wanted to urge everyone to go down the mountain, but he was actually afraid that the reopening of the mountain gate would fail.

"It's a pity, a good monk died like this." I can't help but feel a little sorry for him, Lin Lingsu is dead or not, Jiang Que doesn't know, but the old monk must be dead.

After a day and a night of fighting, even the consumption was also consumed.

The failure of the Daomen lost the believers, with the power of the Daomen scattered all over the world, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the Shaolin family, and Shaolin in order to reopen the mountain gate and lose an old monk beyond the congenital scope, this deal does not know whether it is cost-effective.

Anyway, in his opinion, it is not cost-effective, the death of the old monk is equivalent to one less Dinghai Divine Needle in Shaolin, and it will be enough to decline in the long run.

After this dispute, no one except Jiang Que got any benefits.

Fa Xiang passed away, the whole Shaolin was full of great compassion, and Du Zhen's whole person was in a trance, so Uncle Shi went like this, and couldn't help muttering: "He fought against Nalin Lingsu for the sake of Shaolin's century-old cause, and he persevered until the end." ”

In other words, he may not be able to do well, it is a person who is willing to dedicate himself to Shaolin.

"Uncle Abbot, as well as all the elders, Uncle Master Faxiang died for my Shaolin after all, why don't you bury him?" Wataru suddenly proposed.

Monks are basically buried thinly, digging a pit and burying a good coffin, which is basically such a custom, but the law minister died for Shaolin Daxing, so he proposed to bury it thickly, in order to express that Shaolin is not a merciless person.

The abbot glanced at the elders, and when he saw that no one objected, he muttered: "However, this matter will be left to you to handle the nephew, and you have all the right to make up your mind." ”

Waving his hand, he doesn't care about this bit of, or it is important to study relics.

At the same time, on a hill in the Huainan area, a group of golden people were ready to go, waiting for the people in the rivers and lakes to avenge their previous revenge!