After coming to the Hanging Temple for a few months, Gu Shaosheng heard the bell of the Hanging Temple ring thirty-six times for the first time, and he went to the front hall with Gu Yi in surprise.

The two of them walked all the way to the main hall, but they didn't even see a monk along the way, and they couldn't help but be even more curious.

"What are these monks doing mysteriously?"

Gu Shaoxian's brows furrowed, and a faint shadow appeared in his heart, and he faintly felt that it seemed that this matter would affect him.

.......

The only most magnificent thing in the Hanging Temple is the Hanging Hall in front, this hall is dedicated to the ancestors of the Hanging Temple, and the magnificent atmosphere is extreme, even if two thousand people worship at the same time, there is no crowding at all.

After Gu Shaosheng came here, he found that almost all the monks who were still in the Hanging Temple at this time had almost arrived.

Gu Shaosheng looked at it from a distance, and in front of the countless huge Buddha statues, an old monk with a slender figure and eyebrows as white as frost folded his hands and stood in front of him silently.

Thousands of monks gathered in the main hall, but there was no noise in the main hall, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

Dada!

Gu Shaoxing naturally didn't care about these, and took care of it a little helplessly, and strode into the hall.

Footsteps sounded in the quiet hall, but all the monks were silent.

"This time, ring the bronze bell and summon you and others to come, something big is really happening!"

The old monk standing in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

Although he was thin and looked droopy and old, he startled Gu Shaosheng as soon as he opened his mouth, and his voice was louder than the previous bronze bell, which made Gu Shaosheng's ears buzz.

"Qiangang presided! I don't know what's going on! ”

In the crowd, an old monk in a yellow robe took a step forward, walked through the crowd, bowed and asked.

"Kunwu, I stole the Buddha and I Exclusive Sutra, the first of the six god-level secret texts of my Hanging Temple!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said lightly.

"What! Kunwu defected? And stole the Buddha and I sutra? ”

"Why did he defect?"

"He himself has the qualifications to practice the Buddha and my own sutra, why should he steal the sutra and defect?"

Rumble!

As soon as the old monk's words fell, the monk below suddenly exploded, making an earth-shattering noise.

Unexpectedly, the "Golden Bell Jar" that had been stolen for many years had just been recovered, and the first of the six classics, the heaven-level "Buddha and I Respect Sutra" was stolen!

Even if most of these monks are pure-hearted and have few desires, they can't help but hold them accountable loudly at this time, and they don't even care that it is the host of the Hanging Temple at the concentration level in front of them!

"The monk of this Hanging Temple is also unlucky! It's been stolen all the time! ”

Gu Shaoshu stood at the end of the crowd, a little speechless.

At this time, he already knew that the cheats above the condensation level could not be copied at will, they must be at the condensation level or above, and after the cultivation of this method was completed, he could only burn the demon beast fur above the condensation level, or some books made of strange materials.

And this "Buddha and I Duzun Sutra" is handed down by the great masters of the firmament, not to mention whether there is a sky-level master in the Hanging Temple at this time, even if there is, if you want to burn it, you have to find a monster beast fur at least the firmament-level level!

In a word, things are troublesome!

"Qiangang presided! The Buddha and I have been in your care, but I don't know, how did Kunwu steal the Buddha and I Sutra from your hands? ”

The old monk who walked out of the crowd before shook his yellow robe and bowed down and asked.

Although he bowed, his tone was full of displeasure.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and all the monks fell silent, and everyone dared not speak.

"Another master of concentrating!"

Gu Shaosheng's pupils shrank, and he saw that the old monk in the yellow robe, although he didn't seem to have a deep cultivation, he was undoubtedly a master of the condensation level.

"Senior Brother Qianyang, do you suspect that the old man is guarding himself and stealing?"

Qiangang raised his head, his tone was light, a pair of white eyebrows stirred, and the momentum like a mountain and a sea suddenly burst out from his thin body, covering the entire hall mightily!

"The host is angry!"

"The host is angry!"

The momentum of the god-level master suddenly exploded, and all the monks in the entire hall couldn't bear the oppression of the strong momentum, and they all fell to the ground in panic, shouting to stop their anger.

Click! Click!

In the main hall, the ground paved with the hardest bluestone was overwhelmed and sank sharply, and countless cracks spread out like spider webs, all over the entire hall!

"Good monk!"

Gu Shao's heart jumped sadly, and under this sudden burst of momentum, he couldn't help but clench his steel teeth and almost fell to his knees.

And Gu Ji beside him had already fallen to the ground with a bang.

"Condensation!"

Gu Shaosheng took a deep breath, the bones in his body clicked, and he stood up straight against the momentum of the old monk.

Cracking sound!

The muscles around Gu Shao's body trembled, and the air around him made a series of explosions!

Wow!

Gu Shaoxing stood up straight.

"Don't dare! Can't! ”

The yellow-robed old monk straightened up, looked at Qiangang with drooping eyebrows, and his tone was indifferent.

"Kun Xiang has already gone to catch up more than a month ago, since Senior Brother Qianyang has doubts about Senior Brother, he might as well go and chase after him!"

Qianyang folded his hands, restrained his momentum expressionlessly, glanced at Gu Shaoxing in the crowd, and said lightly.

"Obey the presiding decree!"

Qianyang clasped his hands together.

After saying that, he didn't see any movement, and he had disappeared into the main hall.

"Get up!"

The old monk's face did not change, his sleeve robe was unfurled, and a mellow and vigorous force suddenly spread, helping the monks in the hall at the same time.

"Thank you, host!"

The monks in the main hall responded in unison, lowered their eyes one by one, and did not make a sound.

Dada! Dada!

The old monk smiled slightly, walked through the crowd, and came to Gu Shaoxian.

"Not bad! Not bad! Tomorrow, the master will shave you personally! ”

Qiangang glanced Gu Shaoxing up and down, nodded, and walked out of the main hall.

"Shaving?"

The corners of Gu Shao's mouth twitched, but he didn't reply, pulled up Gu Yu on the side, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Whew!"

Out of the main hall, taking into account the long breath, the momentum of the old monk before was too amazing, and his mind was extremely unstable at this time: "Concentrating? The god-level master is really strong. ”

"Let's go! Tomorrow the old monk will shave you! ”

Gu Shaosheng looked at it with excitement and said lightly.

"Didn't the master say to shave you?"

Considering that he came back to his senses, he drove Gu Shaosheng and said, "Could it be that what kind of moth do you want to do?" ”

"Huh!"

Gu Shaosheng smiled and said nothing, and strode towards the room.

Considering frowning, he didn't say anything, his nephew had a lot of secrets, so it was better not to meddle in his affairs indiscriminately.

.......

The sun was falling, and the endless red light stained the sea of clouds in the sky, Gu Shaoshu sat on the top of the cliff, quietly closed his eyes, and entered the world in the mirror.