Henan, Songshan, Shaolin Temple.

The morning light is slightly broken, and it is peaceful and tranquil.

At the eastern skyline, the glow is beginning to bloom, quietly dyeing the roof eaves of the thousand-year-old temple.

The mist in the mountains is like a light veil, as if whispering and chanting, and as if waiting for fate.

"When ......"

The morning bell is melodious, and its sound echoes between the valleys, clear and deep, striking in the hearts of every monk.

The warrior monks are dressed in plain clothes, stepping on the bluestone road, walking steadily, walking in the light and shadow of the early morning, and the figures appear and disappear between the pines and cypresses, just like a flowing ink and blue.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the morning class has begun, the monks chant together, the sound is in the ears, the voice is gentle and solemn, every word is like a pearl falling on the jade plate, blending into the ethereal morning mist, and showing the transcendent artistic conception outside the world.

Under the towering ancient trees, there are occasional squirrels jumping branches, and birds chirping gracefully, as if they are also rejoicing in the sound of this Brahman, and participate in the harmonious resonance between heaven and earth.

There are also devout believers who come from afar, holding sandalwood in their hands, with solemn faces, praying together with the sound of Sanskrit, silently reciting their wishes in their hearts, putting aside the worldly distractions for a while, and seeking a peace and purification of their hearts.

At this time, the Shaolin Temple, bathed in the dawn, quiet and solemn, every inch of land, every piece of brick and stone seems to carry the Zen precipitated by the years, silently telling the ancient teachings of "the unity of Zen and martial arts", as well as the tranquility and power that transcends time and space and penetrates the hearts of the people.

Suddenly, a strange aroma came down the wind and fell into everyone's noses.

The scent is unique and sultry, as if carrying the smoke and fire of the worldly red dust, in stark contrast to the elegant sandalwood incense in the temple and the quiet world formed by the morning bell and dusk drums.

But this taste is very tempting, so that many monks who have never been contaminated with meat unconsciously move their throats slightly, and saliva is in their mouths, which instantly awakens their sleeping taste buds.

The little monks who lacked concentration were originally engrossed in chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha, but they were also disturbed by this strange smell in an instant.

Many people couldn't help frowning slightly, their thoughts being dragged away from the words of the scriptures, and their eyes searched for the source of this strange fragrance.

However, the warrior monks who couldn't help but be angry and discerned what it smelled like.

This aroma is inviting, but it also implies an indescribable feeling of meat, which is clearly the taste of fragrant meat.

Huo Ran, an old monk sitting on the futon in front of the stage, stood up, looked around, and began to look for the source of this fragrance.

The old monk's eyes were kind and his face was full of wrinkles, but when he was angry, his eyes were like torches, as if he was flashing in the air.

The visitor did not hide, and was easily found by the old monk following the fragrance.

I saw that on the majestic eaves of the Tianwang Hall in front of the mountain gate, there was a swaggering and swaggering man, with a tall and swarthy body, a beard on his face, cloth and linen shoes, unkempt, holding a wine gourd in one hand, and a roasted yellow and crispy dog leg meat in the other hand, eating happily.

He sat alone on a high place, facing the magnificent and solemn Buddha statue, as if no one was around, enjoying the food and wine by himself, completely forgetful, and his satisfied and comfortable expression was particularly vivid and vivid in the reflection of the morning sun.

This kind of behavior appeared in this quiet and inactive Shaolin Temple, which was both absurd and ironic, and immediately aroused the anger of the monks.

"Phew!"

The old monk raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily at Ghost Li:

"Where is the madman, dare to come to my Shaolin to spread wild?"

"Do you not know whether you live or die?"

With his scolding, a large number of warrior monks quickly put down the Muyu Sutra, jumped up, picked up swords, guns and sticks, and rushed towards the direction of the Heavenly King Palace.

The person who came was none other than Ghost Li.

Exorcism True Monarch 2.0 has been made, and it seems to feel good at the moment, but what the future will hold is unknown, and it can only be tested with time.

However, after the passage of time, Ghost Li was reminded that there are many Buddhism in this world, and there may be unexpected treasures anywhere.

The treasures of this world, the virtuous people in the world live in them, and they should be owned by Ghost Li.

When he came back from Japan, he had thought about it, but at that time, he had to be carried by Ma Ling to go to various places, and Ma Ling was limited by his physical fitness, and his walking speed was too slow, and it often took more than a month to run a lap around various places, which was really inconvenient.

And now he is urging Hot Wheels by himself, and he can run around at supersonic speed, without worrying that his body can't bear it.

When all the conditions were ripe, he began to prepare to wave everywhere.

The first stop is the Shaolin Temple of Songshan Mountain, the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism.

Since the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain has such treasures as "Yangping Zhidu Gong Yin", then the Zen Ancestral Court should not have it!

Anyway, the temples and Taoist temples in the world will be eradicated sooner or later, and he will first bring back the treasure destined to belong to him, and there is no problem, right?

Seeing that those warrior monks were swarming over, they set up a large array of arhats in the square in front of the palace.

As soon as this formation became a formation, the Buddha's light suddenly rose, covering up the monks in the array, and faintly hearing the Sanskrit sound from this array.

Li Ghost threw down the wine and meat in his hand, submerged in the Buddha's light, and disappeared after only one roll.

"Sure enough, it's the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, and it's a bit of a doorway!"

Seeing the style of the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple, Li Ghost was even more satisfied.

He is not afraid that the monks are strong, but he is afraid that they don't know any immortal spells at all, and they are purely ordinary mortal temples, so his treasure hunt plan will be in vain.

However, Ghost Li came over this time, the purpose was to take the treasure, not to exterminate the Shaolin Temple, so he ignored this Buddhist big array, and as soon as he raised his legs, he summoned an auspicious cloud and floated over from this big array.

Relying on the previous appearances in front of people everywhere, Li Ghost has now accumulated a lot of incense, and he can use it occasionally when flying in the clouds.

If you have the ability, you will cover the formation to the sky!

He deliberately pretended to be forced, and sure enough, the effect was extraordinary.

The expressions of those monks and pilgrims who were scolding angrily froze in an instant, as if time had suddenly frozen.

The faces of the monks, the usual calm and indifferent, were now gone, replaced by dumbfounded and stunned faces, and their originally calm eyes were full of disbelief.

Even the old abbot who was the leader couldn't help but fold his hands and tremble slightly.

Although they chanted the Buddha day and night, they never really saw anyone who could fly in the sky.

Those who have strange skills are often embodied in the combat aspect, and the real flying art, even if it is not a real immortal, at least it must be something that only a Taoist can know.

Even the monks were shocked, and the pilgrims were even more unbearable.

Those nobles who were still arrogant and domineering subconsciously looked up at this sudden "immortal", and their hearts were terrified, and then they hurriedly fell to the ground, bowed down under the auspicious clouds of Li Ghost, and kowtowed vigorously to make amends.

Where was Ghost Li in the mood to take care of them, he just slowly landed the auspicious clouds in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, facing the monks in front of him with uncertain faces, he was angry and roared:

"A certain is the seat of the Exorcist True Monarch, and the Heavenly Killing Star Li Ghost is also!"

"There is a treasure in this temple that you have a relationship with a certain family, and you can give it away quickly, so that the monks of the temple are safe!"

"If the tooth bursts out of half a word, a certain family...... You can kill it or bury it! ”

(End of chapter)