"Soul, spirit?"

Wu Xingyun was shocked and seemed to remember something. Li Canghai said silently: "It is rumored that a magical skill was inherited in the Potala Palace in Tubo, and this magical skill is called reincarnation. Every time the Dharma King dies, the Potala Palace will look for a spiritual child. It is rumored that the spiritual child is the reincarnation of the Dharma King."

Ling Tian's eyes showed a hint of caution: "Remember once the Grand Master fights, don't look for this little guy. Whoever looks for him will die. At a young age, his mental power is too terrifying. Maybe you can kill him with one move, but unfortunately his eyes can kill you in an instant!"

The three women nodded, and Ling Tian said so. The three of them naturally obeyed. Now Ling Tian is the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and even subdued Wu Xingyun. Only Li Qiushui, who wanted to resist, now obeyed Li Canghai. It can be said that the Xiaoyao Sect is now united.

With a light move, he took out three red gold jade pendants: "You three, one of them has one jade pendant. If you meet that little guy, you can resist a mental attack. When the jade pendant is broken, you will quickly escape there!"

This jade pendant is the stone in the Yellow Springs Map. The Yellow Springs Map can naturally protect the soul. If this little guy looks for himself and uses his mental power to himself, then this little guy will definitely know what death is.

However, Li Canghai and the other three are different, and even other great masters are different. Great masters can also use their mental power, but most of them are still practicing the body and qi, and rarely have the mental method of cultivating the spirit. Now that such an alternative appears, it is naturally difficult to deal with.

Step forward and walk towards Shaolin Temple!

Now, the heroes have gathered in Shaolin.

In Shaolin, countless people gathered.

Now Xuanci clasped his hands together and said, "It is really a honor for Shaolin for all the donors, Amitabha Buddha, to come to Shaolin. I wonder what you have to do?"

"Hmph" Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, walked out with murderous intent: "Xuanci should not pretend to be a monk here. Come here today to get back the bloody account from thirty years ago."

The anger burned, accompanied by the roar. Xiao Yuanshan took a step directly, and the bluestone floor shattered.

Xuan Ci was speechless, this matter was really hard to explain. Looking at Xiao Yuanshan, "Amitabha Buddha, Murong Bo, had a fake message, saying that the Great Liao had a group of warriors and wanted to go to Shaolin to grab the 72 unique skills. He wanted to pass the unique skills back to the Great Liao and practice for the Great Liao army. The monk knew about it, so he called his friends to go to Yanmen Pass. Who knew that he would kill the wrong person and cause such a big grudge. If Donor Xiao wanted to take revenge, he would kill me. Please don't make things difficult for Shaolin!"

Xuanci immediately knelt down, and his repentance was even more slapped with Xiao Yuanshan to kill him.

At this moment, the heroes gathered here were watching. Xuanci actually knelt down and begged for death, which he had never seen before.

Ling Tian sat in a chair, savoring the tea and staring at the scene.

Li Qiushui chuckled: "This Xuanci is good, she has a strong way of playing with politics. If she is in the officialdom, I think she will do something!"

"This method will fool the martial arts world. But now it is different. Martial arts are spread all over the world, and many people in the officialdom have also practiced martial arts. Now many of these people can see through it!" Ling Tian said with a sip of tea!

Xiao Yuanshan laughed loudly and said to the sky: "Haha Xuanci, don't play with these methods. You are the abbot of Shaolin, and I was once the instructor of the 300,000 imperial guards of the Great Liao Dynasty. We all know these tricks in the officialdom, and I think many people present know about it.

Who is Murong Bo, a descendant of Yan State, who always holds the dream of restoring the country. He even embraces the nobleness of the Dayan royal family. He does not learn Chinese characters or read Chinese books and cannot recognize reality at all. He has long been blinded by his own nobleness. If they want to provoke a dispute between the Daliao and the Song Dynasty, anyone can see it.

All the six gates of the Song Dynasty knew about it, but they did not take Murong Bo in their hearts. You Shaolin also have your own intelligence organization, so how could you not know? Xuan Cheng was obsessed with you, and you picked up a vacant son and became the abbot of Shaolin. However, in Shaolin, that person obeyed you. He pretended to believe Murong Bo's lies, and did not look for Shaolin masters, but directly looked for geniuses from various sects and sects. These geniuses are young, so how could they be my opponent? I killed them all.

Xuanci borrowed my hand and killed so many opponents. I wish you a firm position as the abbot of Shaolin. I hate you that you will die today, and that you will be destroyed by Shaolin. I will let the Song Dynasty destroy Buddhism, otherwise there will always be an attack by the Great Liao army at Yanmen Pass!"

With murderous eyes, he looked at Xuan Ci. Xuan Ci clasped his hands together, but he didn't know how to tell. He raised his head to look at the ridicule of many people. Xuan Ci suddenly remembered that the martial arts world today is not the reckless man of the past. Among these people, some officials, scholars, and merchants practice martial arts through the Zhenbao Pavilion. In the eyes of these people, some of their tricks are not at all.

Xuanci's face was a little blushed and even wanted to commit suicide!

Xiao Yuanshan laughed loudly, as if he liked this kind of scene very much.

Suddenly, the wolf god sitting in the distance slowly walked out and stared at the entire Shaolin: "The old monk is the Shaolin abbot, it's really a waste of money!"

"Xuanci cannot refuse the blame for this great disaster in Amitabha Shaolin. From now on, Xuanci will not be the abbot!"

An old monk came over, his body filled with an aura of old age. He walked out and narrowed his eyes!

Ling Tian stood up at this moment, and Li Canghai and the three girls also stood up. The Shaolin Grandmaster appeared, and other Grandmasters naturally also appeared.

Jiumozhi slowly landed, and a child also followed.

The child came: "It's really not like Shaolin. It seems that the prosperity of the Central Plains has made Shaolin Buddhism a filthy place."

"Haha, the little guy said it right. The Buddhist theory is somewhat correct, but the starting point is still very good. Unfortunately, the Shaolin monks are completely a martial arts sect, and they are dedicated to studying Buddhism. I think there are not five in the huge Shaolin!

Ling Tian walked over and said, shaking the folding fan.

Suddenly, a breeze appeared, and a man stood in the distance with a long sword around his waist. This man appeared and stared at Shaolin: "The official family has a saying to ban the title of Shaolin Buddhism. The three thousand monks were cancelled and the fertile land they were given. If you want to enter Shaolin, you must pass the Buddhist scriptures exam!"
Chapter completed!