The old man said in a dull voice, "Are you from the Central Plains?"

Rong Chengjin bowed and replied, "Yes." ”

"It's so isolated, how did you get here?"

Rong Chengjin didn't dare to hide it: "The juniors are looking at a map and groping in, please forgive me for disturbing the seniors!"

The old man asked again, "What are you doing here?"

Rong Chengjin said: "Back to the predecessors, the ancestral home of the younger generation is in Qimen County, Anhui Province, and now the family is broken, leaving me alone, alone, helpless, the younger generation is here to learn the world's first martial arts, to avenge my father's hatred!"

The old man laughed when he heard the words, and said for a while: "The tone is not small, I want to learn the world's best martial arts, I came to the right place, but you shouldn't come here!"

Rong Chengjin was stunned for a moment, puzzled, and asked: "What the seniors said, the juniors don't understand, and ask the seniors to make it clear!"

The old man didn't answer, but asked, "Have you heard of the fact that thirty years ago, this seat led the monks under his command to crush Shaolin and dominate the Central Plains?"

Rong Chengjin was shocked: "You...... Are you a living Buddha?"

"It's this seat!" the old man said proudly, "Have you seen those bones in the main hall in front of you?"

Rong Chengjin settled down and replied: "Back to the seniors, the juniors have seen it!"

Kumbuddo said slowly, "Since you are here, this seat might as well let you die clearly." The corpses in the main hall are all of you Central Plains martial arts people, including the abbot of the Shaolin faction, the head of the Wudang faction, and the masters of other sects. Thirty years ago, this seat fell for the treacherous tricks of your Central Plains martial arts people, was seriously injured, and was defeated all the way, how did they chase all the way from Shaolin Temple to here......."

Khumbudo led his disciples and fled for several miles in one breath, only before he stopped to breathe and rectify, and when he raised his eyes, he saw twelve disciples, and the only ones left were Marpa, Zhuomu, and Tashi, their faces covered with blood, their clothes in rags, and their eyes showing a look of horror.

I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart, in the final analysis, it was because I was careless and underestimated the enemy, so that I was defeated. Even the name of the Living Buddha was wantonly changed by them to: "Defeat the Demon King!"

Obviously, I was exhausted all the way.

Suddenly, Tashi's voice trembled and pointed into the distance and said, "Master...... Master, someone's ...... Pursue...... It's coming!"

Benza looked at his fingers, only to see the figure flickering, chasing towards this side, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and scolded: "It's really ghostly, let's go."