This time, a great monk came to the town at the foot of Shaomuro Mountain.

The monk was dressed in sackcloth, with a pair of shoes under his feet, and a kind smile on his face, and the Buddha's surname was pervasive.

In the small inn, countless townspeople surrounded the monk to ask questions, or ask for wealth and wealth, or for marriage, and everyone gossiped, making the whole inn chaotic.

"Amitabha, donors, the Dharma is boundless, the little monk is just a first glimpse of the door, there is not yet such a powerful mana to relieve your suffering, what you ask, I think the Buddha in the West Heaven will be able to feel it, as long as you have the Buddha in your heart, the Buddha will help you free yourself from the sea of suffering!" The monk was full of peace and face, and opened his mouth to comfort.

"It's really a monk, think about those liars on the rivers and lakes, where is the reason to drive us away, they want to get some benefits from us, look at the master in front of him, not only to explain us, but also to persuade us to leave, presumably he is the real great monk, come to the folks, let's quickly kowtow to this Buddha" After speaking, a middle-aged man in the crowd knelt in front of the monk and began to kowtow.

With a leader, everyone looked at the Buddha in front of them with the Buddha's face full of light, and immediately knelt down one after another and kowtowed to the monk.

"Amitabha!" An earth-shattering roar came out of the monk's mouth, and everyone's divine deeds couldn't help but be shaken, "Fellow donors, the little monk is just a wandering monk, without the ** power you say, don't be entangled!"

The monk's roar of the lion of the Buddhist gate was extremely powerful, and it directly frightened the many people present, and the people not only did not leave, but bowed to the monk even more fervently!

Seeing the fanatical eyes of the crowd, the monk couldn't help but smile proudly and began to enjoy the pleasure of being worshipped.

At this time, the shopkeeper brought a bowl of hot somen noodles, and the monk stretched out his hand to take it, and in the worship of everyone, he happily used the meal, with an excited face and no embarrassed expression.

At this time, a man with a sword at the adjacent table slammed the table and stood up, shouting at the monk: "What a demon monk, relying on his martial arts, he is actually here to bewitch the people!"

The monk was happily eating, and when he was disturbed, his face immediately showed a look of displeasure, he glanced at the big man, and said, "This benefactor, I don't know what you have to say?"

"I'm just going to expose your deceitful trick," the man drew his sword and stabbed at the monk.

The monk looked at the man's sword, a disdainful smile on his face, and did not react, quietly waiting for the sword to stab at his chest.

"Ah, be careful, master"

"Reckless man, don't hurt the master"

"Master, get out of the way......"

Seeing the scene in front of them, many kneeling on the ground began to warn one after another!

Ignoring the voices of the many townspeople next to him, the monk looked at the long sword that was about to reach his body, smiled coldly, stretched out his right palm, and quickly grabbed the blade, the blade was grabbed by the monk, and immediately stopped less than an inch in front of the monk's chest, unable to move forward.

The man tried his best on the side, his face turned red, but he couldn't move the long sword in the slightest.

The monk looked at the man's red and embarrassed appearance, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

"Good!"

"The master is amazing"

"Sure enough, it's the real Buddha, this method is not ordinary"

"That kid is really self-conscious, he dares to challenge the master!"

Bursts of words praising the monk and belittling the man came out of the mouths of many townspeople, and the man was ashamed and indignant on the spot, these foolish people, there is no distinction between loyalty and annihilation!

The monk enjoyed enough praise with a smile on his face, and then his eyes changed, his murderous aura exploded, and with a sharp force of his right palm, he snatched the long sword from the man's hand, and slashed the man's neck with a wave of his hand.

The man's eyes widened, a red thread appeared on his neck, and then blood rushed out, spraying on the table in front of the monk and on the faces and bodies of the nearest townspeople.

The monk looked at the noodles in the bowl in front of him, said, "Unfortunately, the noodles are dirty," and then jumped and disappeared in front of everyone.

The man looked at the back of the departing monk with wide eyes, and with a reluctant face, he fell straight down.

Many townspeople looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and it took a long time to come back to their senses.

"Ah, murder!" several townsfolk with bloodied faces stood up and ran out screaming.

Many townspeople also reacted suddenly, and ran towards the outside of the inn, and even after some diners saw the scene here, they also rushed out, and for a while, the entire inn was empty.

After a while, when the shopkeeper came out with a plate of mutton, he looked at the empty inn and the corpse lying on the ground, and looked panicked!

After the monk in cloth and shoes left the inn, he rushed towards the direction of Shaomu Mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shaomuro Mountain, Shaolin Temple.

A monk in cloth clothes and shoes stepped on the stone steps, walking steadily towards the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple step by step, with an unfathomable smile on his face.

After a while, the monk walked to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and two monks guarding the mountain jumped out, stopped in front of the monk, and said: "This is where the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple is located, please stop!"

The monk obediently stopped and looked at the two little monks with a smile on his face.

When the two monks guarding the mountain saw the smiling appearance of the monk in front of them, and they were both from Buddhism, they relaxed their vigilance against the monk in front of them and looked at the monk in front of them with a kind face.

Suddenly, just as the two monks relaxed their vigilance and wanted to ask questions, the monk in cloth and shoes grabbed the necks of the two of them, twisted them hard, and easily killed the two of them!

The monk showed a mocking smile on his face, clapped his hands, he stood up straight, and shouted towards the mountain gate with all his strength: "Tubo National Master Jiu Mozhi came to visit the great monks of Shaolin Temple!"

Inside the Shaolin Dharma Temple.

Several senior monks of the Shaolin Temple were discussing Buddhism together, and it was the time when they were happy, but they suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Tubo National Master Gu Mozhi came to visit the great monks of Shaolin Temple!"

All of a sudden, all the monks were shocked, such a strong internal force!

"Senior brother......" Xuan Lin looked at Xuan Ci with a calm face in front of him, and called out worriedly.

Xuan Ci looked around in front of many junior disciples, and said: "Senior disciples, this Tibetan monk is probably not good, all junior disciples must be prepared to meet the enemy!"

"Amitabha" monks responded in unison.

"Okay, junior disciples, please come with me to meet this Tibetan monk!" Xuan Ci snorted softly, stood up, and walked out.

The monks followed behind him. (To be continued.) )