After freeing himself from the identity of "Exorcist True Monarch", Ghost Li's thief temperament reappeared in his old ways, and he blackmailed the baby well, making him look like a thief robbing the road.

This burst into the crowd like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, instantly bringing the scene back to the cruelty and impermanence of the real world from the immortal who was full of artistic conception.

The immortals have become robbers!

Just now, they were still immersed in the worship of the immortals, but now they had to face this unexpected reversal of the plot, and the original expressions of the pilgrims full of awe and worship suddenly froze, and then quickly turned into disbelief and jaw-dropping.

The pilgrims, who were still kowtowing and praying silently just now, couldn't help but raise their heads and look at each other at this moment, as if they were asking each other, why did this "immortal" say such worldly and vulgar words?

Even the old abbot was also very stunned.

He originally saw Ghost Li coming by the clouds, thinking that it was a master from outside the world who came to Shaolin Temple, and the reason why he ate meat and drank wine in the temple was just a free and easy trip of such a master, which was not a big deal, but just a misunderstanding.

was about to withdraw the formation and greet each other solemnly, but who knew that he heard such ridiculous words from the mouth of Ghost Li, and he was immediately furious, knowing that the other party was not good.

His face sank suddenly, his two gray eyebrows were twisted together, his eyes widened angrily, and he rebuked loudly:

"Duh!"

"Who kind of madman, how dare to defile the pure land of Buddhism here, pretend to be an immortal, and do such a thing!"

"My Shaolin Temple is the ancestral garden of Zen Buddhism, and I am the place where Buddhism transforms sentient beings, how can I allow Er to do anything wrong?"

"You must know that my Buddha also has vajra angry eyes, quickly put away your despicable thoughts, otherwise it will be too late to regret when the old man subdues demons and destroys demons, and you will regret it when your body is broken!"

Li Ghost laughed when he heard this, and he didn't talk nonsense, and as soon as he turned his hand, a tornado rose into the sky, opening a skylight on the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

"Monk Wuna, don't talk nonsense, what artifact do you have in this temple, just take it out and try it, see if you can subdue a certain family!"

Ghost Li didn't know what treasures this Shaolin Temple had, but he didn't need to look for it himself, just force those monks to take it out and deal with him.

This sudden hand was much more than the Shaolin monks expected.

The top of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was built with good materials, and even a typhoon might not be able to destroy it, but under the attack of Ghost Li, it instantly cracked like fragile porcelain.

The tiles, wooden beams, purlins, and stucco crumbled apart with tremendous force, like broken stars pouring down from the sky, smashing towards the crowd below, and then shattering into smaller pieces again in mid-air, forming a dense rain of fragments.

The ordinary monks and pilgrims below had nowhere to escape in the face of this sudden disaster, and they were terrified, and for a moment screams and cries were in unison.

Some people sprinted with their heads in their hands, trying to escape from here, ignoring their relatives and friends, and even pushed each other and almost fell down because they were too panicked.

Some people knelt on the ground and kowtowed, chanting words in their mouths, desperately and reverently praying for the protection of the Buddha, or praying for the immortal Li Gui, who had descended to the earth, to calm his anger.

What a look!

Ghost Li looked at it with a smile on his shoulder, without the slightest intention of saving people.

The warrior monks who had caught up hurriedly stepped forward and swung their weapons to hit the shards, trying to protect everyone, but the rain came so quickly that they couldn't protect them all, and many monks and pilgrims were knocked to the ground and fell in pools of blood, moaning and wailing in pain.

What used to be a place of pure meditation has become a purgatory on earth in the blink of an eye.

The sunlight fell from the newly opened "skylight" on the head, and through the fluttering dust, the mottled light and shadow were projected on the big Buddha sitting in front of the platform, so that the golden body of the Buddha was also cloudy and uncertain, and it seemed to be dyed a little unbearable.

"Thieves dare!"

The old abbot was trembling with anger, waving his hand to let people treat the wounded, and beckoning the warrior monks to set up a formation to catch the thief.

Seeing that he hadn't used any artifacts or anything like that to protect these monks, Ghost Li knew in his heart that most of this monk didn't have any treasures on his body.

For the sake of safety, he took one step and came to the old abbot, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and then pressed his robe, and put the incense into it.

Li Ghost crushed the rosary casually, threw the old abbot back, and let those warrior monks hurry up, and his own family picked up all the magic weapons in front of the Buddha and tried them one by one, but unfortunately, there was no magic weapon.

"Since it's not in this Daxiong Treasure Hall, it must be hidden behind!"

Ghost Li kicked the big Buddha and smashed it, took away the incense inside, and strode towards the scripture pavilion behind.

"Stop him!"

"Can't let him go any further!"

The old abbot shouted hoarsely from behind.

Those warrior monks rushed up to catch Ghost Li.

As soon as they rushed, they lost their formation, and without the protection of the formation, they turned back into ordinary warrior monks.

Ghost Li grinned, and just waved his hand when he turned around, and a fire dragon crashed straight in, knocking all the warrior monks to the ground and igniting them, and then rushed straight into the Daxiong Treasure Hall behind them, and ignited the wooden hundred-year-old temple together.

The warrior monks of this Shaolin Temple are all the best of the best, carefully cultivated brave men, and the miscellaneous forbidden army or chaotic people that Li Ghost encountered in the past are different, in the face of this sudden flame attack, they did not completely panic and run around, but endured the pain of the flames and re-formed the Arhat Formation.

With the power of this formation, they successfully extinguished the flames on their bodies.

But if they can bear it, it doesn't mean that other monks and pilgrims can bear it, and the wooden Daxiong Treasure Hall can't bear it.

This solemn and solemn hall that carries the vicissitudes of time cannot resist the power of this Zhurong at all, and it spreads to the entire hall a moment after it is ignited.

After these warrior monks extinguished the flames on their bodies, when they looked back, they saw thick smoke billowing out, flames soaring into the sky, countless tongues of fire were frantically licking the ancient pillars and carved railings, and the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall had fallen into a sea of fire.

Where can the monks still care about catching Li Gui, hurriedly turned back to put out the fire, some of them brandished weapons to dismantle the part of the hall that had been lit and discarded, and the other part of the people rushed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall to rescue the living people, Buddha statues, scriptures, etc.

At this time, Ghost Li had already stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he crossed his hands on his waist, stood in front of the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and shouted:

"What about the sweeping monk?"

"Why don't you come out quickly?"

(End of chapter)