The whispers of the two monks attracted Ji Chuan's attention, and his gaze suddenly fell on the two of them, and said, "I don't know what the two masters call them?"

"In Xia Wuzhen, this is my junior brother Wushan. The monk with a calm face said lightly.

"Shaolin Wuzi disciple!" Ji Chuan said secretly in his heart.

Ji Chuan turned his mind and said, "I don't know how Ye Qingming offended Shaolin Temple and provoked the two of them to chase after him." ”

"Hmph, the thief killed my Shaolin disciple, and the enlightened junior brother was almost killed, but fortunately, I found out early ...... with my senior brother."

Wu Zhen hasn't spoken yet, Wu Shan poured a beanie and told the truth of the matter, and at first glance he was an irritable and anxious child, and he couldn't hide things in his heart.

"Senior brother!" Wu Zhen accentuated his tone, making Wu Shan hurriedly stop, took a step back, and glared at Ji Chuan fiercely.

"As my brother said, this benefactor intends to kill my Shaolin disciple, and my brother and sister need to take him back to Shaolin and repent in front of the Buddha, so as not to cause cholera and cause peace in the rivers and lakes. ”

Wuzhen's plain words and gentle voice made people sound extremely comfortable, but they made Ji Chuan's eyes squint slightly.

There was no domineering, no oppression with power, just eloquent, but Ji Chuan heard the domineering from these bland words.

Ji Chuan sneered secretly, Shaolin is worthy of being the martial arts Taishan Beidou, and he speaks so high-soundingly.

Ji Chuan smiled faintly: "In other words, Ye Qingming didn't kill your Shaolin disciple, but you want to bring him back to Shaolin and imprison him, what is the reason?"

Wu Zhen recited a Buddha sentence and said: "Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong, if it weren't for the arrival of my senior brother and brother, the enlightened junior brother might have been killed by Ye Shizhu."

We are waiting for Ye Shi to meet Shaolin, not to embarrass him, but to help Ye Shi eliminate the demon obstacles in his heart. ”

Ji Chuan sneered and said sarcastically: "Heh, the master's ability to use strong words is really good, but I don't know if the master's kung fu is powerful, otherwise it will be difficult for you to take Ye Qingming away." ”

Gojin was not angry, the expression on his face did not change from beginning to end, and he still remained plain and natural.

Wu Zhen is not angry, it does not mean that Wu Shan is not angry, hearing these words, Wu Shan is angry, and he is ready to step forward to teach Ji Chuan the family motto.

I have to say that Wu Zhen looks more like a monk, while Wu Shan is like a chivalrous man, and he draws his sword in anger.

"Senior brother, you have sinned again, and you still have to recite the scriptures well when you go back. Wu Zhen stopped Wu Shan, who was about to rush up, and said lightly.

Gojin continued: "I advise the donor not to force himself for the sake of irrelevant people, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to himself and set himself on fire.

And today, my brother and sister are here, and the donor can't please him, so why don't they each take a step back and be nosy. ”

At this time, Ye Qingming got up and stood behind Ji Chuan, looking nervous, for fear that Ji Chuan would really be as Wuzhen said, afraid of the majesty of Shaolin in the martial arts, and handed him over to Shaolin Temple.

In desperation, Ye Qingming suddenly leaned into Ji Chuan's ear and whispered: "The remnant picture you got that day hides a big secret in it, and I asked Brother Ji to save my life, and I will tell the truth." ”

In order to reassure Ji Chuan, Ye Qingming had to tell him truthfully, for fear that Ji Chuan would throw him to Shaolin.

That's really not going to come out for the rest of your life, don't look at the high-sounding thing that Wuzhen said, it's not that I want to get something from him.

"Sure enough!"

Before, Ji Chuan had a guess in his heart, and when he heard Ye Qingming say it, it seemed that this was indeed the case, but he didn't know if this secret was enough to save his life.

Ji Chuan has made up his mind in his heart, although Shaolin, as a martial arts Taishan Beidou, is not easy to offend at will, but as long as he does not kill Shaolin disciples, no matter how domineering Shaolin is, he will not chase him relentlessly.

"Heh, Shaolin is really domineering, then I can't hand him over to you today. Ji Chuan sneered, disdainful of what Wuzhen said, and bluntly refused.

When Wushan heard this, his hair suddenly opened, and his face showed a look of rage, when did someone dare to talk to them like this outside the Shaolin Temple, and he was a little-known boy, he was simply insulting the Shaolin Temple.

"Senior brother, this thief is bent on getting along with my Shaolin, why don't you give him some color to see, so that people can know that my Shaolin is not easy to mess with. ”

Wu Shanke is not kind at all, glared at Ji Chuan angrily, turned to look at Wu Zhen and said.

Wuzhen pondered for a moment and nodded, he also wanted his junior brother to try how strong this person was.

He can say it for so long, just because there is always an ominous premonition in his heart, and the ordinary young man in front of him is not so easy to deal with, I hope his feeling is wrong.

As soon as Wuzhen's voice fell, Wushan showed a cruel smile, suddenly looked at Ji Chuan and said: "Boy, you were very hard-mouthed just now, I see if you can be hard-mouthed next, take me to capture you, and suppress you in Shaolin Temple forever, hehe." ”

"Heh, eternal suppression? Shaolin is so domineering! so tyrannical!"

Ji Chuan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he sneered, and said, "Then it depends on whether you have this ability?"

Shaolin and Emei are known as the two major schools of Buddhism, and to some extent, Shaolin has always regarded itself as the first major school of Buddhism.

What is strange is that Emei is strong, but in this matter, he has never competed with Shaolin for the first position in Buddhism, but he respects Shaolin in everything, which makes people puzzled.

Over time, Shaolin has long been the largest sect of Buddhism, and it is as famous as the Three Great Avenues, and the people in the rivers and lakes have gradually recognized it.

Slowly, Shaolin developed a domineering temperament, and the slightest disobedience would be suppressed by Shaolin, often for decades.

Shaolin, which seems to be compassionate, has the same fame and reputation, the same tyranny and domineering, and does not allow anyone to rebel.

The people around were silent, and the domineering of Shaolin had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they were spreading Buddhism everywhere to deceive people.

If it weren't for the Great Qin Empire's suppression of the entire martial arts, which has always imposed more restrictions on the Shaolin Temple, now that the Shaolin power is unknown, I am afraid that there will be no scruples in acting anymore.

Originally, Shaolin rarely went down the mountain, but recently I always met Shaolin monks preaching Buddhism, I don't know why.

The eyes of the people around them were puzzled, and they secretly thought in their hearts.

Wushan was furious, his index finger of one hand suddenly stretched out, and a wisp of true qi condensed his fingertips, which was quite a fierce momentum.

"Iron Finger Zen Strength!"

Then, Wushan slammed on the ground with one foot, and with the help of the power of recoil, he rushed straight towards Ji Chuan.

The sharp index finger is like a sword finger that breaks through everything, containing endless killing opportunities.

Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes, and from this finger, he could see that the strength of Shaolin disciples should not be underestimated.

But here is not enough to see Ji Chuan, in the face of this finger Ji Chuan did not retreat, and there is no need to retreat.