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Chapter 37 Shaolin Ghost Zun Advocates

How can people be terrible?

The man who came in was indeed terrifying, he was dressed in a black robe, and his face was wearing a miserable white skull mask, and he walked without making a sound under his feet, as if he were stepping into the air, not like flesh and blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as this man stepped into the lobby, the lobby suddenly added a gloomy aura, and the innkeeper had quietly retreated upstairs.

Feng Rui suddenly fell into Zhi Yan's ear and whispered, "I know this person." ”

"Do you know?" Zhi Yanqi said, "You, how do you know?"

Feng Rui said: "I saw him in Xiangfu, and he claimed to be the envoy of the Lord of Ghost Castle. On that day, he went to Xiangfu to let Xiang Tianqiu join the ghost castle. Zhi Yan let out an "oh" and did not speak again.

At this time, the black-clothed man wearing a skull mask walked over, sat opposite Xuan Ming, arched his hand, and said, "Presumably, Your Excellency is Master Xuan Ming, the abbot of the Shaolin Sect today, for a long time." ”

Xuan Ming raised one palm and announced a Buddha name: "The word master is ashamed, poor monk Xuan Ming, I don't know where the benefactor is sacred?"

The man in black smiled and said, "The master of the covenant, how come the master still doesn't know who it is?"

Xuan Ming's eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "So, it was Your Excellency who killed Lao Wei's three junior disciples?"

"Not bad. The man in black said lightly.

Xuan Ming snorted and said coldly, "Who are you?" The man in black did not speak, but clapped his hands, and after speaking, he saw more than a dozen black-clothed people with long swords hanging from their waists walking in from outside the door, although they were not wearing masks, but they all had a miserable white skull embroidered on their hearts.

When they entered, they were accompanied by a girl who looked to be twenty-three or four-year-old and had been tied up with flowers. Although this girl is not a heavenly fragrance, she is also jade-faced and ice-skinned, and her appearance is as beautiful as a flower. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, but she was silent, obviously being dumbfounded.

When Xuan Ming saw these dozen or so black-clothed people, he couldn't help but be moved, and said, "Your Excellency is not from the Ghost Castle?"

The man in black smiled slightly: "Ghost Castle Tan Castle Lord Envoy Ghost Venerable." ”

Xuan Ming let out an "oh": "The Shaolin faction has no grudge against the ghost castle, why did the envoy do this to Lao Gao's three junior disciples?!"

Ghost Venerable sighed lightly and said: "The three junior disciples of the master are also important figures in the Shaolin faction, and the envoy values him and wants them to join the ghost castle, but who knows that they not only refused sternly, but also disrespected the envoy, and finally caused the disaster of death!"

Xuan Ming said coldly: "It seems that the old man is going to meet the Buddha tonight, Amitabha!"

Ghost Venerable smiled and said, "The master said that he laughed, and if he saw the master's longevity, he would definitely be able to live to be 100 years old." As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard a Shaolin disciple shouting: "Shaolin has been shaking the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and it is the 'number one faction in the world', and the abbot is the master of the same name as the 'immortal' ghost and underworld sage in the past, and he is good at Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, and his martial arts are unparalleled, how can we Shaolin be afraid of you evil demons?

Ghost Venerable smiled and said: "Although the martial arts master of the martial arts is at the peak, he is only one person after all, as the saying goes, 'two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the tiger does not defeat the wolves'." Our ghost castle masters are like clouds, warriors are like tigers, nearly 10,000 disciples in the fort, and recently they have either destroyed the sect or subdued more than a dozen small sects, and even the Tang Sect in Shuzhong has been attached to my castle, just ask which sect in the world can compete with my ghost castle?

Xuan Ming snorted and said, "Since the power of the Ghost Castle is already so strong, why do you need Shaolin to join?"

"The master doesn't know. Ghost Venerable sighed lightly, "It's just because the first goal of our ghost castle is to dominate the rivers and lakes." Now, the only sects that can fight with my ghost castle are Wangtianbao, your Shaolin faction, the beggar gang and the Shenjian Tower. Now, Lei Qianjun is dead, and the Divine Sword Tower is no longer enough to worry about; although the beggar gang is numerous, there are few real masters in it, and they are also vulnerable; although the power of Wangtianbao is not as good as before, their 'Four Strange Killing Array' is not to be underestimated, not to mention that Tianxing has recently practiced the 'Dragon Capture and Crane Control' skill that has been lost for nearly a hundred years, if only our ghost castle fights with it, it will inevitably cause a defeat for both sides. If you Shaolin join my castle, the situation will be very different. ”

Hearing this, Feng Rui and Zhi Yan couldn't help but look at each other in a daze.

It must be known that Lei Qianjun has only passed away for a few hours, how did this "special envoy" know about it?

At this time, I only heard Xuan Ming say: "What Your Excellency said has some truth, you still have a second goal?"

"Not bad. Ghost Venerable smiled, "The second goal of my castle is to overthrow the Great Yuan and establish a dynasty......

Xuan Ming was moved, and before the envoy finished speaking, he said: "You want to overthrow Dayuan......?

Ghost Venerable laughed: "Now, the tyranny of Da Yuan has aroused the anger of the people, and it will not be long before the rebel army will be full of smoke, and the day of Da Yuan's defeat should not be far away." If we take the lead in raising the banner of uprising, it must be the will of the people, as the saying goes, 'those who win the hearts of the people win the world', and it is not difficult to overthrow the Great Yuan and ascend the throne as emperor!"

Xuan Ming nodded: "This is not a lie. ”

Ghost Zun suddenly clenched his fists: "If Shaolin can join my castle, this envoy guarantees that from now on, the master will be the ambassador under the castle master's seat, and my castle should be presented with 300,000 taels of silver, and after the Wangtian Castle is destroyed, there will be a heavy reward." If we overthrow the Great Yuan and open the dynasty in the future, this glory and wealth will go without saying, only the people are grateful to Dade, and it will not be in vain for our good skills, and the master is the founding minister, and he will be able to be famous for eternity!"

Xuan Ming listened to his palms together, and pronounced a Buddha name: "Forgive the old man for spending the belly of a saint with the heart of a layman, if your Excellency crosses the river and demolishes the bridge at that time, won't the old man work in vain and die without a place to be buried?"

"The master is too worried!" Ghost Zun smiled slightly, "To overthrow Dayuan, it all depends on the strong support of colleagues in the rivers and lakes, and the master is even more meritorious, after the lord of the castle ascends the throne, he has to rely on the master Kuang Fu Sheji, how can my castle destroy its foundation and abandon the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in its hands?!"

Xuan Ming suddenly sighed: "It's not that the poor monk can't trust the envoy, it's just that although the poor monk is the abbot of the Shaolin faction, he has to obey the orders of the master of the master of the void for such a big thing, and the poor monk really can't be the master!"

Ghost Venerable took a sip of tea and said slowly: "As we all know, the master of the void and the lord of the Wangtian Castle Ling Tianxing are close friends, if you want to destroy the Wangtian Castle, you must first get rid of the void. It's just that the martial arts of quitting the sky are superb, and it is not easy to kill him, and this matter has to rely on the master!"

As soon as these words came out, the Shaolin disciples were filled with anger and scolded loudly, and Xuan Ming was even more terrified: "Special envoy...... Is it to let the poor monk kill the teacher and make a great rebel?"

"Master, don't be impatient. Ghost Zun said solemnly, "It has always been a success, and fame always belongs to the winner." As the saying goes, 'those who achieve great things are not informal', the master is in charge of Shaolin, and it is even more expected, not to mention that he is nearly ninety years old, what is the difference between living a few more years and living a few years less, and I hope that the master will focus on the lives of the people in the world!"

Xuan Ming shook his head and said: "Although the family teacher is old, his martial arts have long been perfected, unfathomable, there is no opponent in the world, it is beyond the reach of my generation, and the poor monk is really powerless!"

Ghost Zun smiled: "As the saying goes, 'open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to prevent', the master is the senior brother of the Qu Kong and the abbot of Shaolin, if the master makes a secret plan, the Qu Kong will not be guarded." The master can open the stone with one palm, if such a palm hits a dying and unsuspecting person, can this person still live?"

The six Shaolin disciples were furious, dropped the coffin, each holding a stick in their hands, and looked at Xuan Ming together. As long as Xuan Ming gave an order, these six iron rods would definitely greet the head of the "envoy" without hesitation.

After pondering for a moment, Xuan Ming raised his palm and said, "Amitabha, if this is the case, won't the poor monk fall into hell in the future and never have the opportunity to see the Buddha again?!"

The ghost venerable's face sank, and he was about to speak, only to hear Xuan Ming continue: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and the things after death are ultimately unknown, and the existence of the Buddha is also unknown, the Buddha said, 'I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!' From now on, the poor monk should obey the orders of the envoy, and do his best!"

Feng Rui was so angry that he trembled, and Zhi Yan hurriedly held his hand and signaled him not to act rashly. Both of them felt that this person had become extremely brazen, and they could no longer let him live in the world. While the two of them shook their palms, their hearts were connected, and Zhi Yan whispered in Feng Rui's ear: "Brother Rui, we will definitely wait for the opportunity to kill this evil monk, but not now!" Ghost Venerable laughed loudly when he heard this, and just laughed a few times, he suddenly heard the Shaolin disciple who had spoken loudly: "Uncle Abbot, our Shaolin sect is respected as the authentic sect of Buddhism and the model of martial arts, how can it be attached to the Magic Castle and help the abuse?

Xuan Ming snorted: "Uncle Shi did this just to relieve the suffering of Li Min, and he had no other intentions!"

The Shaolin disciple said in a deep voice: "To save the suffering of the Li people, we don't need to return to the Demon Castle, we Shaolin must not be used by treacherous villains! Uncle Shi, if you insist on this, you will undoubtedly destroy Shaolin! Uncle Abbot, you must not ......."

"Shut up!" Xuan Ming shouted, stood up, and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, good, good." Suddenly, his palms came out together, only to hear a "bang", which hit the heart of the Shaolin disciple. The man screamed miserably and fell straight out of the door, instantly despairing.

The incident was hasty, and Feng and Zhi were both shocked. The remaining five Shaolin disciples all clenched the iron rods in their palms and shouted in unison, "No, Uncle Shi!"

Ghost Venerable said: "The master is worthy of being a member of my generation, and he has won my heart, but this matter is not perfect enough!"

Xuan Ming immediately bowed down and said, "Please ask the envoy to correct me, the poor monk should keep it in mind!"

Ghost Venerable smiled slightly, shook his body, and deceived himself to the front of those Shaolin disciples, followed by the palm and foot poke, fast and incoherent, and before the Shaolin disciples could react, they fell to the ground one after another, dying on the spot, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Xuan Ming's eyes tightened: "Special Envoy, this ...... Why is that?!"

Ghost Venerable turned around and said, "The master is now the ambassador of my castle, and the fewer people who know about this matter, the better, in case it leaks, so that the old monk of the void can be on guard!"

Xuan Ming raised his palm and pronounced a Buddha call: "The envoy is thoughtful and far-sighted, and the poor monk admires it!"

Ghost Venerable smiled faintly: "From now on, we are fellow believers, we should share weal and woe, and help each other in the same boat, and I hope that the ambassadors can vigorously support them, execute the old monk who quits the sky as soon as possible, and then attack Wangtian Fort together to dominate the rivers and lakes." This is a silver ticket of 100,000 taels, which is not a tribute, and I hope that the ambassador will laugh and accept it, and after the matter is completed, there will be a heavy reward. With that, with a wave of his hand, a silver ticket flew towards Xuan Ming.

At this time, the envoy and Xuan Ming were more than two feet apart, and he threw it casually, and the silver ticket slowly flew towards Xuan Ming, like a breeze, which shows the depth of this envoy's internal strength.

Feng and Zhi were also shocked when they saw this. When this silver ticket could fly in front of Xuan Ming, Xuan Ming suddenly flicked his fingers on the silver ticket, and then flew back upside down, still like a breeze. The envoy stretched out his hand to catch it, frowned, and said, "What does the ambassador mean by this?"

Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk has jumped out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, but a person outside the Fang, what's the use of asking for these mundane things?"

Ghost Venerable's eyes tightened, and he said, "Master...... What do you want?"

Xuan Ming sighed: "I'm not afraid of the jokes of the envoy, the poor monk hasn't tasted a woman for a few days, it's a pity to think about it." It has long been heard that the 'Jiangnan Woman' Li Mulan is not only the best martial artist among the young generation on the rivers and lakes, but also the great beauty of Jiangnan martial arts. The poor monk has been fond of it for a long time, but he just saw it. It's a joy to have the pleasure of seeing you tonight!"