The cool breeze is blowing, the green mountains and green trees, and the spring water is tinkling.

Bursts of soothing Buddhist chanting echoed throughout the Shaolin Temple.

The abbot of the Dharma wore a red and yellow monk's robe, sat cross-legged, folded his hands, and his expression was solemn, chanting the Great Enlightenment Concept!

Suddenly, the Buddha string in the hands of the abbot of Rufa broke abruptly, and one by one the dark Buddha beads rolled to the ground.

The monks who were meditating with their eyes closed opened their eyes one by one, looking at the Buddhist beads rolling to the ground, and couldn't help but talk a lot.

"Quiet!" the abbot of Rufa didn't seem to feel the break of the Buddha string, and his voice was calm, "Continue to do the morning class!"

As the voice of the abbot sounded, the monks with slightly uneasy expressions gradually calmed down, said the Buddha name one by one, and folded their hands again.

An hour later, at the end of the Shaolin Temple's morning class, the abbot bent down and picked up the Buddhist beads that had fallen to the ground.

"Hey!"

Looking at the Buddha beads in his hand, a trace of worry appeared on the old face of the abbot of Rufa, and he looked up at the huge Buddha statue of the Buddha, "Amitabha!"

"Senior Li Ling, I'm here to meet Master Rufa!"

Hearing the sound behind him, the abbot's face changed slightly, and a complex color was set off in his calm eyes.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Li Ling was dressed in a burgundy suit, with a solemn look on his face, and slowly stepped into the treasure hall.

"Amitabha!" The abbot slowly turned around and looked at Li Ling who had walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The face is resolute, like a knife, the water chestnut is separated, and the sword eyebrows are submerged into the temples, adding three points of majesty to it. A pair of deep eyes, like a black hole, devouring everything in all directions. Even the abbot of Rufa, whose heart is like water, can't help but be secretly frightened when facing these eyes.

Suddenly, a touch of shock appeared on the face of the abbot of Rufa, staring at Li Ling's eyebrows, and he couldn't help but fold his hands, "Amitabha!"

Walking to the abbot of Rufa, Li Ling folded his hands, bowed down to the statue of the Buddha, and said in a low voice: "Did the abbot of Rufa see something in me? Why are you so surprised?"

"Amitabha, Lord Li Shi is haunted by evil spirits, which is really the most seen in Lao Qu's life!"

"Haunted by evil spirits?" Li Ling's eyes flashed with a gleam.

When he left the island country, Bai Ling told Li Ling that because of his actions, the people of the island country had suffered heavy casualties, and the earth's magnetic field would guide those consciousnesses to come to him. Therefore, Li Ling was not surprised when he heard the abbot of Rufa say that he was haunted by evil spirits, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Li Ling smiled, straightened his waist, turned his head to look at the abbot of Rufa, and asked, "Master Rufa, do you have a way to get rid of these evil spirits on me?"

"If Master Li Shi is willing, he can stay in Shaolin Temple for half a year, and the old man can chant scriptures and chant Buddha for Lord Li every day to dispel these evil spirits!"

"Half a year?" Li Ling didn't know until now what bad effects the evil spirits would have on him, so he was not in a hurry, and said, "Let's talk about this later." ”

"Abbot Rufa, how are the preparations for the memorial service?" asked Li Ling.

"It's almost ready!" The abbot of Rufa had a look of gloom in his eyes, and said: "The bones of those heroes are gone, so their memorial service can only be replaced by the clothes they used before their deaths!"

"Hey!" Li Ling's eyes flashed with sadness, and he said, "Master Rufa, the matter of the memorial service will trouble your Shaolin Temple!"

"This is what we should do!"

Li Ling's eyes turned, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the blue sky outside through the gate of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and said, "They are all heroes of the country, and they have paid their lives for the country and the people. Their bones may not be found, but I will keep their names alive!"

"What does Master Li mean?"

"I want to build a heroic monument on Songshan Mountain, so that the world will always remember their names!"

Master Rufa frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked: "The matter of the Heroic Monument is in favor of the old man, but why should this Heroic Monument be built in Songshan? In the future, how will the Shaolin Temple explain the Heroic Monument to the world?"

This is exactly what Master Rufa is worried about, the ancient martial arts world and the real society are two worlds, once the hero monument is established. Then, tourists who come to Shaolin Temple will inevitably ask about the origin of the Hero Monument.

But this origin is not easy to explain, can you tell those tourists that the people on this heroic monument are all ancient warriors?

"No need to explain!" A smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and he said: "If someone gets to the bottom of it, tell them that the people on the Hero Monument are all heroes!"

Master Rufa hesitated for a moment, and finally could only nod in agreement.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a deafening roar sounded outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Master Rufa's face sank, and he turned his head to look at Li Ling, he felt that this roar would definitely have something to do with Li Ling.

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and he said, "Master Rufa, let's go and see the Hero Monument now!"

"Ugh!"

Seeing Li Ling slowly walking towards the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Master Rufa couldn't help but smile bitterly, just now Li Ling was not asking for his opinion at all, he was just here to tell him.

Six hundred meters away from the Shaolin Temple, on the edge of the cliff, helicopters roared from afar, and under the helicopters, huge rocks were transported to the cliff.

Everyone in the Shaolin Temple was alarmed, and ran out one by one, looking at the helicopters coming and going in the sky in the distance.

"What's going on?"

"Go and tell the abbot!"

"Shaolin Temple to be expanded?"

"Can't you? The memorial service hasn't started yet, and the Shaolin Temple dares to expand at this time?"

On the edge of the cliff, Gong Hua was covered in a blue glow, his skin seemed to be plated with a layer of crystal, and he was holding a boulder weighing tens of thousands of catties.

"Boom!"

"Gong Array, fix these boulders!"

"Okay!"

Gong Zhen's figure moved, jumped onto the boulder stacked by Gong Hua, and pressed his right hand on the corner of the boulder.

"Boom!"

A stinging needle erupted from Gong Zhen's palm, like a nail, into the stone, holding the boulder together.

"Gong Fei, prepare to carve!"

"Got it!" Gong Fei took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand, and his middle finger kept squirming, turning into sharp eagle claws, like a carving knife, carved on the boulder.

"Dragon warriors, they are dragon warriors!"

"Li Ling is here, Li Ling, this evil star has come to Shaolin Temple!"

"What about people?

"What are these dragon warriors doing?"

After guessing the identity of the dragon warrior, the crowd of onlookers suddenly boiled.

Li Ling's reputation now is extremely loud, he killed the martial gods of the capital, destroyed hundreds of alien superpowers lurking in Huaxia, and in the battle of Shama Town, ten superpowers died in his hands. Of course, the news of Li Ling's destruction of the Yasukuni Shrine in the island country has not yet reached the Shaolin Temple, otherwise, his murderous reputation will rise to a higher level.