As a well-known Buddhist temple, Shaolin Temple has many pilgrims.

In order to trigger the quest related to the Shaolin Temple, many reincarnators disguised themselves as pilgrims and deliberately approached the monks in the temple. Some people who exchanged silver taels in advance even spent a lot of money just to deepen the relationship with the Shaolin Temple.

"Boss, it seems that because of the intervention of the reincarnation, the plot of the beggar gang inviting the heroes to make trouble in the Shaolin Temple will no longer happen. We have traveled thousands of miles from Dali Wuliang Mountain, and we are afraid that we will return in vain. ”

In the midst of a group of pilgrims, a stout man in his twenties spoke, his tone seeming to be dissatisfied.

In the team, the person at the head glanced at him and said unhappily: "Don't complain, the Wuliang Cave is protected by the Vulture Palace, and it is impossible for us to complete the task of the Wuliang Cave Master." Besides, we have already learned the skills that should be learned, so instead of spending time there, it is better to try our luck at Shaolin Temple. ”

If Mu Feng was here, he would find that this person was none other than Han Chenyang, the commander of the Purple Light Legion. When he was in the Vulture Palace, this person also bought a few copies of the lower martial arts at the small auction he held.

"You've learned it all, but we haven't......," the burly man muttered quietly.

He is the captain of the school's basketball team, he is tall, and among the bronze reincarnations, his strength is not bad. Like Bai Zimo, he is also a squad leader of the Purple Light Legion.

Han Chenyang's face remained unchanged, pretending not to hear his words.

Since borrowing points and medals from them and photographing a few martial arts cheats, there have been a lot of complaints in the legion. Although Han Chenyang promised to give them one-tenth more points after he went out, he still couldn't suppress these complaints.

It's not because these people are greedy, it's actually because after the points and medals were borrowed, many members who could have exchanged for the Boundless Cave Martial Arts could only choose to give up. In this way, let alone one-tenth more, even if they pay twice as much, they can't make up for their losses.

You know, to certify the martial arts of this world, you only need to pay a quarter of the real price!

That's the case with the captain of the basketball team.

Bai Zimo followed behind them, but he didn't say much. She also missed a martial arts skill, but she knew that complaining had no effect at all except to make Han Chenyang hold a grudge. She doesn't like nonsense, and when she can't stand it anymore, she will choose to leave this legion directly.

Of course, she doesn't have this idea yet, and the treatment of the captain of the Purple Light Legion is actually not bad......

Just as they were wandering around the Shaolin Temple to try their luck, Bai Zimo was suddenly stunned, and seemed to see something that surprised her very much. Afraid of being dazzled, she deliberately took a few more looks.

"What's wrong, Zimo?" Han Chenyang, who was about to get close to the monk, noticed her expression and couldn't help asking.

"That monk seems to be a classmate from our school......" she gestured to a handyman who was sweeping up fallen leaves not far away.

The man looked like he was in his twenties, with a shaved head and dressed as a novice, but the monk's robe on his body was different from that of other monks, and he knew that it was a notch lower at a glance. This person is none other than Mu Feng.

Since he was caught by the sweeping monk, Mu Feng was forcibly shaved his head, and all the internal force on his body was sealed. The sweeping monk took him to eat fasting and chant Buddha, and did some miscellaneous work, as if he was an ordinary little novice.

Mu Feng thought about running away secretly, but every time he didn't get out of the Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk appeared. After a few attempts, he gave up.

Although he has temporarily lost his freedom in life, as a reincarnation, as long as his life is not in danger, it is actually nothing. After all, after the mission was over, he would still be able to get rid of the shackles of the sweeping monk and return to the main god space.

And there's not much time left until the end of the mission. Although there is still one month left in the mission, the total strategy has reached 95%.

The only regret is that in the coming days, he will not be able to reap the benefits. Careful calculation, in fact, the loss is quite large.

Moreover, when there is time to eat fasting and chant Buddha, he is willing to go to the Xixia Palace to accompany Li Qinglu more......

Just as he was sighing and sweeping away the fallen leaves, Han Chenyang and others surrounded him.

"Mr. Mu, is that you?" Bai Zimo spoke first, and a pair of eyes stared at his Cheng Liang's head.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Hello, chivalrous girl." ”

When he heard the three words of classmate Mu, he was subconsciously a little wary. But soon he realized that he was no longer an iron-masked man, just an ordinary little novice, what were he afraid of?

In this case, even if you are recognized as a real-life person, you will not cause yourself any trouble.

Therefore, he calmly faced these people face to face, without the slightest intention of evading.

"I didn't expect it to be you, I almost didn't recognize you in this dress." Bai Zimo smiled faintly.

"Why didn't you see Xu Fan and Lan Fat?" Mu Feng glanced behind her and couldn't help asking.

"They're in Dali, not here." The people who followed Han Chenyang to Shaolin Temple this time are the backbone of the Purple Light Legion.

At this time, Han Chenyang took the initiative to come over, stretched out his hand to him enthusiastically, and said, "Classmate Mu, hello, I am Han Chenyang." ”

"Senior Han doesn't need to introduce himself, there are few people in your famous school who don't know." Mu Feng shook his hand politely, and then continued: "Also, I hope that the senior can call me a young man. ”

Han Chenyang was stunned for a moment, and then joked: "Why is it a young man, shouldn't he be a master?" ”

"Huh." Mu Feng laughed dryly, a little helpless. Thinking that more than half a month ago, he still respectfully saluted himself, one by one, and suddenly sighed very emotionally.

"Brother, how did you enter the Shaolin Temple, do you have any secrets?"

Han Chenyang hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask this question. At this moment, his eyes were full of hope.

As if he was afraid that Mu Feng would not tell him, he also deliberately added: "Of course, with such precious information, I naturally won't take advantage of you in vain." As long as you can help me worship in the Shaolin Temple, there will be a good reward after I go out! ”

"Are you serious?"

Mu Feng looked at him with a look of astonishment, he was about to die of depression here, but listening to his tone, he seemed to be quite envious of himself.

Not only him, but Mu Feng also saw envious expressions on the faces of others.

At this time, Bai Zimo seemed to think of something, and couldn't help asking, "You borrowed a bronze medal from me a few months ago, did it exchange it for Shaolin martial arts?" ”

Hearing her words, the light in Han Chenyang's eyes became even stronger, and he was very curious: "Brother, what martial arts did you exchange for in Shaolin Temple?" If I were to worship Shaolin like you, would I be able to learn the seventy-two stunts? ”

Mu Feng: "......"