"Jingshan, you deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, sooner or later there will be retribution!" The deputy temple shouted as he tugged at his chin-full gray beard.

"Bang!"

He Shan slapped the deputy temple and wrote lightly: "Jingwen, arrange someone to send the deputy temple away." ”

"Yes, yes, senior brother." Jing Wen was sweating profusely and replied.

After he arranged for someone to send the unconscious deputy temple away, He Shan asked, "How are the brothers and sisters in the temple evacuated?" ”

"I left with the money." Jingwen hesitated for a moment, and after many years of getting along, he still asked: "Senior brother, what do you want to do here?" ”

"Nothing." He Shan didn't want to explain too much, he planned to disperse the monks of the temple simply and rudely from the beginning, and then dismantle the Dingxin Temple in one go, and find a way to drag the white bones in the backyard to the mountain road with a rope, completely block the group of people coming back, catch a few rabbits or something, sit here for a few days, and throw rabbits at regular intervals to make that thing become white bones, presumably even the most iron-headed people will not charge up again.

When the time comes, put up a sign to write the danger of the white bones, and then if someone really wants to break in, they deserve to die.

Just looking at the white bones will make you feel the danger of numbness on your scalp, and if you get closer to twenty meters, you will start to melt the flesh, as long as you are not a fool, you will definitely run.

In this way, Yuanzheng is completely sealed on the mountain, and he will not let it do any tricks, and wait until He Shan is strong enough to come back and kill it, but maybe he will not be too lazy to come back at that time.

Jingwen sighed softly when he heard He Shan's completely distracted perfunctory, he didn't think that his senior brother would harm him, and even the vast majority of the monks in the temple didn't think so.

Because they are all brought up by He Shan, the feeling of being taken care of when they are most vulnerable cannot be explained in words.

If it weren't for He Shan's unwillingness to fight for the power of the temple, he only needed to stand up and shout, the entire Dingxin Temple was his, and no one could take it away.

This time he summoned all the monks to dismiss and announced the dissolution of Dingxin Temple, all the resistance came from the so-called senior brothers who succeeded in seizing power and relying on the old and selling the old, but a considerable number of the native-born monks actually did not like to chant the Buddha at all, some could not let go of Heshan to stay, and there were also those who did not know what to do when they left, and this time the departure was a relief.

It's as if Jingwen has long thought about going down the mountain to marry three wives and four concubines after leaving, and be happy every day, and have nothing to do to visit the Qinglou or something......

Well, he still doesn't understand the pain of a man after marriage.

"By the way, you can also get some money and leave as soon as possible." He Shan said casually.

After hearing this, he stopped talking, thought for a while, and left with his head downcast, he wanted to follow He Shan, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't follow a martial arts master.

You must know that this morning, after frantically ringing the bell for a while to attract everyone, He Shan kicked the bronze bell in front of him, climbed to the top of the building to announce the dissolution of the Dingxin Temple and the division of money, and demolished the entire bell tower with three fists and two feet.

"It's finally all gone." He Shan walked through the empty Dingxin Temple, where every brick and tile was so familiar to him, and all the buildings had left his footprints.

"I still remember when I was a child, a group of them were afraid of the dark, everyone gathered together in the main hall to make a fire and chat, I told ghost stories to scare the cowards into crying......"

He Shan thought about it and laughed, and then stopped in silence for a long time.

"It's time to finish."

He Shan thought so, he didn't need followers, and he didn't want to stay anywhere, he wanted to figure out what was going on in this world, and he wanted to become stronger.

Stronger enough that no one can sway his will, stronger enough that he will no longer be imprisoned by strange things like this, and strong enough to ......

You can blast everything with these fists.

"Bang!"

He Shan broke the load-bearing pillar with a heavy punch, and then kicked down a wall with one kick, officially starting the demolition project.

……

Five days later, Ying County.

"It's a lot of depression here." He Shan adjusted his hat to broaden his vision a little.

He had not gone down the mountain for more than a week, and the whole county had completely changed, and the noise before was completely gone, and only occasionally two hurried passers-by walked by on the street, and his mysterious man in sackcloth clothes and hats seemed extremely abrupt.

"Let's go to the yamen first to see how the fool is, and I don't know if he has cut off his head." He Shan was not ready to leave Ying County directly, he wanted to find out about the affairs of Tao Mansion, whether it was the inexplicable death of the four junior disciples or the origin of the immortal promotion order, he had to find out.

If you are a Saint Seiya who has already selected a good constellation, you can practice the techniques left by the previous Saint Seiya of the corresponding constellation to develop the small universe, or you can practice according to the different defining properties of the constellation, such as Ophiuchus, you can imitate the snake or similar image to develop new techniques.

The other God Fighters, Sea Fighters and the like are also similar, but the corresponding things of their holy clothes are different, and most of them are not stars, of course, the principles are similar, I can't say which is right and which is wrong, anyway, they can deeply develop the small universe, so as to continue to become stronger.

This is also the reason why after the Age of Mythology, the fighters without the Holy Clothes were eliminated, and if they wanted to become stronger without the Holy Clothes, they needed to slowly hone their bodies and wills through various harsh environments, and then stimulate and master them through battle, and finally turn them into nourishment for their own growth.

This kind of strengthening is very slow.

All the holy clothes under the command of the gods are all made of oylandrace, gammanion and silver star sand, even the most inferior bronze holy clothes, the power contained in them is enough to surpass any golden saint warrior, not to mention that it also has the ability to harmonize and increase the small universe, after having the holy clothes, the cultivation speed can almost be said to be fast.

According to the slow cultivation of the mythical era, a hundred years of cultivation is comparable to those who practice for two years wearing the sacred clothes cast by the gods, such a gap is too big and too big, and elimination is inevitable.

However, there are pros and cons, although it is slow to practice through ancient methods, it is steady, and the life span will become much longer, and those who practice in holy clothes, most of the cultivation results are actually in the holy clothes and the corresponding things, so the more generations that are circulated, the stronger the holy clothes, but the fighter is not the main body.

After all, what the gods need is a thug, and the Holy Clothes Fighter can basically be understood as a Gundam pilot, of course, even if he takes off the Holy Clothes, as long as he is alive, he has a strong strength, but the longest lifespan is only more than a hundred years, which is much worse than those ancient fighters who have practiced for thousands of years.

However, after awakening the eighth sense, the two will come back to the same starting line, and there will be no advantages or disadvantages, because after the eighth sense wakes up, both ancient fighters and holy clothes fighters can transcend life and death, and their lifespan naturally does not matter.

He Shan wanted to take the path of the Holy Clothes Fighter, after all, it was fast, convenient, and powerful, and he could also use the gods to open up, but it was still the old saying, don't think about fart every day if you are poor and white.

Therefore, the road waiting for him is destined to be long and arduous.