Not to mention the vision brought by Zhang Sanfeng, not long after Murong Longcheng's death, a yellow-clothed monk walked out of the Shaolin Temple.

The moment he saw this monk, Wang Yu's face became solemn.

It's actually a great grandmaster again.

When did the Grand Master become so worthless?

Or rather, this is the essence of Shaolin Temple.

The monk held a box in his hand, came to Wang Yu's side, and saluted: "Amitabha, the poor monk is compassionate, I have seen Your Majesty." ”

Wang Yu frowned, but his heart was stunned.

It turned out to be great compassion.

Zen Master Great Compassion, in Wang Yu's memory, is a master at the same level as Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow, and Mudaoren.

He has no outstanding achievements, so his prestige is not as good as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, but his internal and external skills have reached the realm of transformation, and he was commented by Lu Xiaofeng as one of the six supreme masters in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng's cognition may not be accurate, and this world is not the world of Lu Xiaofeng's legend, but Wang Yu's cognition will not be wrong.

At this moment, the Great Compassion Zen Master is indeed a genuine great master.

Although the level is not high, it is not a threat to Wang Yu.

But it may not be under the snow blowing at the West Gate.

"The master is so cultivated, but I have never heard of it in the rivers and lakes, it is really disrespectful, and the millennium of Shaolin is indeed surprising. Wang Yu said.

In contrast, if Wudang hadn't produced a master like Zhang Sanfeng, it would still be far from Shaolin.

No. 1 in the world, well-deserved.

"A monk, what is the use of a false name to me. "The Great Compassion Zen Master said.

"The master is in a lofty mood. I don't know why I was born?" Wang Yu stroked his palm and chuckled.

"The poor monk is the next abbot of Shaolin, so he naturally has to come out to clean up the mess. "The Great Compassion Zen Master is the right way.

The corners of Wang Yu's mouth pulled out a sarcastic smile, and said, "The master just now acted like a monk with a way. Why are you competing for fame and fortune now?"

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. Shaolin millennium catastrophe, as a member of Shaolin, Dabei should stand up at this time of crisis. "The Great Compassion Zen Master said.

Wang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the Great Compassion Zen Master carefully. The Great Compassion Zen Master's face was calm, his eyes were firm, and he looked at Wang Yu without dodging.

Wang Yu shook his head. The idea of inquiry was abandoned.

Whether it's great compassion or fame, what does it have to do with yourself.

They are all destined to be enemies anyway.

After Xuanci's death, Great Compassion became the abbot of the Shaolin Temple. It's a natural thing to do.

Even the Shaolin Temple. will not refuse a great master to be the abbot, especially since this great master is also a descendant of Shaolin.

The cultivation of Great Compassion is a pure Shaolin exercise.

"What does the master mean by coming?" Wang Yu no longer talked nonsense with Great Compassion.

The Great Compassion Zen Master opened the box in his hand and said to Wang Yu: "This is Shaolin's sincerity. ”

Wang Yu looked fixedly, and inside the box, there was a human head. Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

No flowers.

This generation of Shaolin Temple walks all over the world, and the world-famous "wonderful monk" has no flowers. At this moment, he was lying quietly in this box, his eyes wide with anger, as if he didn't believe that he would die here.

He was abandoned and became an outcast.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Wang Yu asked.

"Wuhua is a person from Dongying, mixed into Shaolin, trying to control the Central Plains Martial Arts, and has an unclear relationship with the Godless Palace some time ago. Reluctance and no desire to leave Shaolin, there is a Shaolin Temple is too indulgent and has no flowers. It's a pity that the flowerless is supported by Murong Longcheng, so the temple doesn't dare to move lightly. "The Great Compassion Zen Master said.

"Push all the sins on the dead people, and there is no proof of death, and the methods of the Shaolin Temple are not necessarily very clever. Wang Yu sneered.

said that Wuhua was supported by Murong Longcheng, Wang Yu believed it.

Behind the Godless Palace, there is the shadow of Murong Dragon City, and Wang Yu also believes it.

But if it was said that this was all done by Murong Longcheng, Wang Yu could only say hehe.

This is simply an insult to someone else's IQ.

Murong Longcheng may have a very high status in the Shaolin Temple, but if it is said that he commands the entire power of Shaolin, it is pure nonsense.

Outsiders, after all, are outsiders.

"What the old man said is all the truth. "The Great Compassion Zen Master is neither humble nor arrogant.

Wang Yu stared at Wuhua's head carefully, and could see that Wuhua had not just died, but had been for a while.

It should be that since the news of the destruction of the Godless Palace by the Blue Dragon Society, Wuhua has been abandoned by the Shaolin Temple.

The heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper, which is the best interpretation of no flower.

He always wanted to be a chess player and play a big game of chess in the Central Plains. It's a pity that from the beginning to the end, he was just a chess piece and never jumped out.

Presumably, Shaolin has long been ready to give up Wuhua, otherwise he would not have passed the "Yijin Sutra" to Wuhua so refreshingly.

For a dead man, be generous, there is really nothing.

Looking at Wuhua, Wang Yu weighed the box in his hand again, and suddenly shook his head and smiled.

Murong Longcheng is already dead, what else do you want her to do.

Wang Yu waved his hand and threw the brocade box in his hand to Murong Qiudi.

"Bury Murong Jiu, and then hand over the secret book of "Fossil Divine Skill", dissolve the Tianzun organization, and be your wife of the owner of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa from now on. Wang Yu said.

Murong Qiudi held the brocade box in his hand, his expression was complicated, and he looked at Wang Yu's gaze, with hatred and gratitude.

Wang Yu didn't care.

A woman who is bound by love is destined not to become a big thing.

"Your Majesty, this ......" Xie Xiaofeng hesitated.

"Brother Xie, don't you want to marry Miss Murong?" Wang Yu turned his head and asked.

Xie Xiaofeng opened his mouth and spoke incoherently, overwhelmed by Murong Qiudi's clear eyes.

Wang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Brother Xie, do you know what's in that brocade box?"

"What?" Xie Xiaofeng asked.

"Murong Jiumei's head. Wang Yu said.

"What?" Xie Xiaofeng exclaimed.

The nine girls of the Murong family, who are beautiful and refined, are known as Murong Jiumei, and are a woman with both talent and beauty, and her reputation is even above that of Murong Qiudi, and it is said that she is the most outstanding one in Murong Jiuxiu.

Xie Xiaofeng never thought that Li Shengnan was actually sent by Wang Yu to kill Murong Jiu.

"If you don't plan to marry Murong Qiudi, then I can only kill her. The Murong family and the Tianzun organization, I must eradicate it, Murong Qiudi's life and death are just in your thoughts. Wang Yu said.

Xie Xiaofeng finally understood the seriousness of the matter.

He knew that Wang Yu was not joking.

"From today onwards, Qiu Di will be the mistress of my Divine Sword Villa. Xie Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Wang Yu patted Xie Xiaofeng's shoulder and said, "A woman who is optimistic about you, don't embarrass me, and don't embarrass yourself." ”

Xie Xiaofeng nodded, Wang Yu looked at his face, he could let Murong Qiudi go once, it didn't mean that he could let Murong Qiudi go a second time. (To be continued......)

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