Xiao Bing frowned and said, "I am going to return to China immediately. I have a feeling that Master Buddha is just the beginning, and I am afraid there will be no peace in the future."

Bi Tingting nodded and said, "Be careful."

"Don't worry." Xiao Bing smiled and said, "After returning to China, I have to go to another place first."

Bi Tingting said curiously: "Where is it?"

"Shaolin."

The next day, Xiao Bing boarded the plane and returned, and then went straight to Shaolin Temple.

Although there are Kunlun and eight major sects in the Chinese martial arts world, in Xiao Bing's eyes, the real number one sect is still Shaolin, but Shaolin has always lived in seclusion, which is very consistent with Shaolin's concept of being pure and weak.

Of course, although Shaolin is pure and has few desires, many things have happened in the outside world over the years that have harmed the entire nation, such as the God-killing Organization. However, even in this case, Shaolin still has not come out of the mountain, which has nothing to do with Shaolin's concept, because the underground seal of Shaolin suppresses an ancient monster.

If it were before, Xiao Bing believed that the suppressed ancient monster was probably at the peak of the Demon Saint. After all, that was what Shaolin's Abbot Zhiming said at the beginning, but now it seems that Abbot Zhiming still concealed something. The realm of that monster was definitely not as simple as the peak of the Demon Saint. Otherwise, the entire Shaolin Temple would definitely not be required to suppress it for thousands of years. Abbot Zhiming could easily settle it.

This time, Xiao Bing went there to invite Shaolin out and add a big arm to himself. To do this, he was to help Shaolin Temple completely eliminate that hidden danger.

In the evening, Xiao Bing finally arrived at the gate of Shaolin and said loudly: "Xiao Bing asks to see the abbot!"

Soon, the monks from Shaolin Temple came out. One of them was the young monk Renyi who was familiar to Xiao Bing. At that time, Xiao Bing came over and took him in. Later, the young monk Renyi escorted Maggie back to Xiao's house, and his relationship with Maggie seemed to be very good.

When he saw Xiao Bing, the young monk Renyi's eyes lit up, he hurriedly ran over, then raised his hand with one hand and said, "Amitabha, the abbot is welcome."

"Yeah." Xiao Bing nodded slightly, glanced at Renyi and smiled, "Your Dharma name is Renyi, right?"

The little monk said, "Yes, the little monk's Dharma name is Renyi."

"Well, Abbot Zhiming told me that you are the most proud disciple of the Shaolin Temple and will inherit his mantle in the future. How old are you this year?"

"The little monk...21 years old."

"Not bad, I have already reached the peak of the Heavenly Lord at the age of 21, which is much stronger than when I came last time. Even I have never seen your talent before. Shaolin seems to be standing in the next hundred years."

Renyi hurriedly said, "The little monk is just an insignificant monk in Shaolin. When it comes to qualifications, many senior brothers and uncles are above the little monks."

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Take me in and see the abbot."

"Okay, donor, please come with me."

The young monk Renyi walked in with Xiao Bing all the way, but his eyes were a little erratic, as if he was worried. Seeing that the room where the abbot was getting closer, Ren Yi paused and asked, "Is the female donor Maggie okay now?"

"Oh, Maggie? She's pretty good, what's wrong?"

"No... nothing." The little monk Renyi took Xiao Bing to the door of the abbot's room and said, "Please come in, donor."

Xiao Bing nodded, pushed the door and walked in, but saw that the abbot was sitting cross-legged on the cushion at this time. When he saw Xiao Bing coming in, he opened his eyes. This time, Xiao Bing could finally see through the abbot's strength. Like himself, he also entered the realm of a pseudo-god. Even so, Xiao Bing was still full of respect for Abbot Zhiming.

Xiao Bing put his palms together and recited: "Amitabha, abbot, I'm here to see you again."

Abbot Zhiming looked at Xiao Bing, stood up, folded his hands together, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, the donor's skills are getting deeper and deeper. I am ashamed of such talent."

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Abbot is so polite. You are highly respected and your martial arts experience is not comparable to that of the younger generation. Although you are at the same level, you must be very close to the god level now."

Abbot Zhiming asked, "I don't know what the donor is saying this time? The last time the donor came over, I discussed with the donor, and the experience I gained was getting closer and closer to the god level."

Xiao Bing said: "The last time I got the most. This time I came here to tell the abbot something."

"Please sit down by the donor."

Xiao Bing and the abbot both sat down. Xiao Bing began to tell the current situation, and then said with a serious look on his face: "I always feel that this young master of Buddha has made great plans, so in order to prepare for the future, I came to see the abbot this time, hoping that if something happens in the future, the abbot can help."

Abbot Zhiming sighed slightly and said, "I didn't expect that in such peaceful times, there would still be such undercurrents. But we may not be able to leave here..."

"I know." Xiao Bing said, "You must guard the divine monument and suppress the ancient monsters below. This time I came here to help the abbot in addition to this monster."

The abbot's eyes lit up, his emotions became a little excited, and then he frowned slightly, shook his head, and said, "This monster..."

"It's very difficult to deal with, right?" Xiao Bing said, "If I expected it would be fine, the abbot said that the monsters suppressed below were at the peak of the Demon Saint level, so I'm afraid of me, right?"

"Oh." The abbot sighed and said, "I said lightly in order to avoid panic. In fact, if it were just the peak of the demon saint and gathering the power of Shaolin, I would have been able to destroy this monster long ago. The strength of this monster has entered the realm of the pseudo-demon god."

Xiao Bing said in surprise: "Pseudo-Demon God? Isn't that almost comparable to the god-level among humans?"

"Compared with the god level, I'm afraid it's a little weaker than the god level... But if the ordinary god level wants to kill him, it may not be able to do it. That is to say, although it may not be able to win in front of the god level, it can completely escape."

Being able to escape under the god level is already a terrifying ability.

The abbot said: "Although I am also in the realm of a false god, if I fight with it, I will definitely die."

Xiao Bing nodded. It is thousands of times more difficult for monsters to break through than humans and gods and demons. So once they break through, monsters are equivalent to being invincible at the same level, and they can usually not lose their disadvantages even when facing cross-level opponents. Although there is a big difference between god-level and pseudo-gods, this guy can really escape from the hands of god-level. It takes a lot of trouble to defeat him, and he will definitely not be able to kill him unless he is two god-level masters.

And it is even more impossible for a strong man in the pseudo-god realm to kill him, and it is hard to say whether he can protect himself.

Abbot Zhiming said: "Especially he is a talented monster, and his strength is even more than that of ordinary pseudo-god realm monsters. If his strength explodes, I am afraid that two human masters of the pseudo-god level will not be his opponent."

"Not necessarily." Xiao Bing looked at Abbot Zhiming and asked, "Mr. Abbot, are you willing to bet?"

"Gambling?" said the abbot, "Amitabha, I am certainly not afraid of death, but before the next generation has completely grown up, I dare not gamble."

Xiao Bing took a deep breath and said, "What if I tell the abbot a secret?"

The abbot asked, "What's the secret?"

Xiao Bing suddenly emitted two forces, both good and evil. In his eyes, there was a red light flashing in one of his eyes, and a golden light flashing in the other.

The abbot was shocked, and Xiao Bing said, "That's right, my father is Xiao Potian, the previous generation of the gods, and my mother is Mai Hongyin, the demon princess."

Xiao Bing began to tell the abbot his story from beginning to end, and the chat ended in the middle of the night. After listening, the abbot sighed: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that the donor Xiao, who has been born and died for humans for so many years, is actually a descendant of the gods and demons."

Xiao Bing asked, "Since the abbot knows, he doesn't feel like he wants to get rid of it quickly?"

The abbot shook his head and said, "Human race is life, god race is life, and demon race is also life. Good and evil should not be divided by race, just like woodpeckers outside, they are helping trees to catch bugs, but there are also many monsters that threaten human life. I am not that confused. And since Donor Xiao told me these things, I thought about it carefully and understood that what you mean is that this monster is a gifted monster, and you are not an ordinary pseudo-god-level powerhouse."

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "That's what I mean. I am a false god with the blood of the gods and demons, and the cultivation techniques of the human race. I combine the power of the three races of humans, gods and demons. I believe that even if I can't defeat it alone, if there is an abbot to support it, we will still have a high chance of success."

The abbot closed his eyes and began to think. Xiao Bing knew that this matter was related to the fortune of Shaolin Temple in the next hundred years. After all, if Abbot Zhiming accidentally fell inside, Shaolin probably had no real replacement of Abbot Zhiming, so it was normal to hesitate.

Xiao Bing didn't ask questions, but waited quietly beside him, waiting for the abbot's reply.

Finally, the abbot opened his eyes and said, "Tonight, I will take you to see it. Before that, I will tell you the origin of it."
Chapter completed!