Chapter 703: Pukong's Evil Thoughts
Monk Pukong pulled out many forces in the entire Baimeng, wanting to take advantage of the situation to suppress Chu Chen.
But Chu Chen was unmoved.
"So what?" Chu Chen smiled calmly, "If the Mighty Hall doesn't know each other and leaves by itself, I will destroy it!"
As soon as these words came out, whether it was the ordinary monk or the majestic hall master, their faces were stiff and very stunned.
Half a dayββ
"Alas......" Monk Pukong sighed and said to Wei Zhenfeng, "Master Wei, it seems that I can only wronged you, let's lead the disciples back first......
The face of Wei Zhenfeng, the master of the Majestic Hall, was stiff and embarrassed again!
In full view of everyone, before he could climb the mountain, he was killed in public by a disciple and driven away.
This is a great shame for the Majestic Hall!
And what made Wei Zhenfeng even more unacceptable was that even Nan Shaolin did not uphold justice for himself?
It just doesn't make sense!
You must know that the identity of Wei Zhenfeng of the Majestic Hall is a little special. The backer behind it is South Shaolin!
And Wei Zhenfeng is a lay disciple of Shaolin! Wandering outside and creating a majestic hall, his family's great business is also very valued by Shaolin.
I didn't expect that today, Shaolin would abandon itself?
Seeing Wei Zhenfeng's embarrassed face, Monk Pukong said in a meaningful voice: "Don't worry, Master Wei! There should be more, there should be more, there should be more! All living beings are immeasurable, and the karmic results will be repaid!"
As soon as Wei Zhenfeng heard this proverb, after all, he had also received Buddhism, and suddenly realized: Monk Pukong's words mean that Shaolin will seek justice for himself!
"Okay! Master Pukong, farewell!" Wei Zhenfeng was also a hero after all, and when he saw this, he no longer insisted on anything, but instead hugged his fist at Monk Pukong, and led the disciples down the mountain with patience.
Affording it and letting it go is the way to survive in this world of great contention!
"Hmph! I'm cheap!" Feng Qingxue was still a little reluctant. After all, according to her temperament, she will definitely not let go of these people easily.
"Forget it, this is the Shaolin realm after all. I still have to give face to the owner here. You can't indiscriminately open the killing ......," Zhou Suxin on the side persuaded.
"Of course I know that. It's not in Shaolin, can they retreat like this?"
"I'm going to congratulate you, you have entered the god list all of a sudden! And the ranking is not low!" Zhou Suxin changed the topic with a smile.
"Congratulations to Senior Sister for being promoted to the God List!" the other new disciples of the Chu Pavilion also congratulated.
"Hey, no big deal. With your strength, you can almost make it to the list. Feng Qingxue said, and pointed to the other disciples and encouraged, "And you...... As long as you are willing to practice hard, you will be able to do the same as me sooner or later. β
Seeing that the Chu Pavilion was united, and its strength had soared. At the same time, the name of Master Jiangnan Chu is still resounding through half the sky, whether it is prestige, status or strength, it is like a feeling that one person overshadows the entire Shaolin!
When the monk saw this, he couldn't help but be a little worried. If it is in the south, it will be enlarged by the small Chu Pavilion of Master Chu, and the living space and status of Southern Shaolin will be greatly challenged in the future.
In the north, it was suppressed by the Hundred Hidden Sects of the Princes, and it was just that. But when you came to the south, you were suppressed by the little Chu Pavilion again?
How can Nan Shaolin swallow this breath!
'This son...... But my Shaolin henchman is in great trouble...... Pukong secretly thought in his heart, and thought about countermeasures.
But soon, Pukong immediately greeted him with a smile, suppressed his thoughts, and felt at home to the Chu Pavilion.
"Master Chu, please, distinguished guests of the Chu Pavilion, please!" The old monk Pukong personally led Chu Chen and his party to the guest room in the back mountain of Shaolin, and arranged a good private room for rest.
That night, Nan Shaolin arranged a good vegetarian banquet for everyone in the Chu Pavilion.
After the disciples of the Chu Pavilion sat down, they looked at the exquisite ingredients on the table, and everything was like a treasure of heaven and earth, and the food was refreshing, and the aura was greatly increased!
When the disciples of the Chu Pavilion saw it, they couldn't help but be envious.
"It is worthy of a thousand-year-old Shaolin! Even though it is a little lonely in this world of great controversy, it still does not lose its strong heritage! From this diet alone, you can see the nobility!"
"This vegetarian meal can be made into such a pattern? It's amazing! It's Shaolin! It's amazing! It's really an ingredient I've never seen in my life! I can't help but taste it, and the aura in my body has increased a lot after eating!"
"Don't be ambitious, don't destroy your prestige! Our Chu Pavilion will definitely be able to replace it in the future! I believe that our master will not be weaker than Shaolin! Besides, our goal in the future is to enter the New Heavenly Court and become immortals! How can we be obsessed with the gentle countryside of the mortal world! We must take a long-term view!"
The disciples of the Chu Pavilion were eating and drinking, and they were discussing one after another.
"Master, I always feel that this Shaolin, so hospitable, I'm afraid it has ulterior motives!" Feng Qingxue said with some caution, "Especially the Pukong monk when he came, it seems that he has a lot to do with the majestic hall!
"That's right, I feel this way too!" Zhou Suxin said, "Master, your sudden appearance must have made Shaolin feel a sense of crisis! After all, this time the Hundred Leagues Ceremony made it clear that Shaolin was going to be the leader of the alliance. But Master, are you willing, and Shaolin will make a wedding dress for us?"
"Hmm......" Although Chu Chen has no intention of coming here to do anything as the leader of the alliance, after all, his strength is in the front, and he still attracts special attention from Shaolin!
"It doesn't matter. I'm in Shaolin, and I also have some old acquaintances, so I won't become mortal enemies!" Chu Chen said indifferently, "Let's come here this time, let's see the situation first." β
While he was talking, the Pukong monk was alone and uninvited.
"Master Chu, friends of the Chu Pavilion, are you still appetizing to eat?" said Monk Pukong with a smile.
"Thank you very much for your hospitality. Chu Chen also returned the favor with courtesy.
"Haha...... It's good to your liking. Master Chu is famous all over the Yangtze River, and he came to the temple, but he is full of splendor!" Pukong said, inviting each other, "No, we are presiding over the abbot, senior brother, and I am specially sent to invite him." β
"The presiding abbot wants to see me?" Chu Chen was stunned. I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, the Shaolin abbot would be invited? Is it for tomorrow's Baimeng ceremony?
"Exactly, I don't know if Master Chu can ...... conveniently," Monk Pukong said earnestly.
Seeing this, Chu Chen nodded: "Okay, let's go and meet the abbot master today!"
Saying that, Chu Chen got up and instructed Feng Qingxue and them: "I'll go back when I go." β
"Master, be careful......" Feng Qingxue felt that something was wrong. But seeing that Chu Chen did not hesitate, he didn't say much.
Seeing Chu Chen go out with him, a subtle smile appeared on the face of the monk Pukong.
"Master Chu, pleaseβ" Monk Pukong thought to himself: Please go to Huangquan Road......
(End of chapter)