Chapter 125

Just when Master Xuankong was unexpectedly invited to the inner room to teach Zen, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" were wandering around and finally found this dilapidated small temple. In order to enter the temple, there was a small conflict with Master Zhiheng who maintained the tranquility of the small temple.

Originally, the group did not dare to offend NPC at will...

Because in the world, NPCs outside the security zone, except for businessmen like stall vendors and shopkeepers, and farmers, almost all NPCs that can be seen have different abilities.

"This master!"

The leader's 'Yanshanhu' had a calm tone, trying to be very friendly, and his smiling expression made people and animals harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have no malice, just want to borrow some light and sit in the temple."

"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not such an easy person to be impressed. He clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is broken and quiet, I am afraid I can't tolerate so many of you, let alone such a late-night visit, it's so inconvenient. You'd better leave."

“…”

A group of people looked at each other quietly, frowning.

The map is clearly displayed. The brocade box is in the temple ten meters away, which means that the people and things they are looking for are bound to be in the temple.

Therefore, no matter how the temple is, they must make a breakthrough.

Yanshanhu winked, behind the crowd, the two of them quickly sank into the darkness and walked around the temple...

“…Oh, why bother.”

After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just gently whipped his hand, and a strong whirlwind rushed out in an instant. The wind and grass were strong, and the darkness on the left and right sides of the temple were also muffled... Then there was the sound of "Bang! Bang!" the heavy object landing, and then there was no sound.

The remaining people didn't know what was going on, so they sent two people over to take a look. Only then did they find that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and the blood stains of their mouths were dried up, and they died on the spot.

"He killed the sixteenth and the thirteenth brothers!"

When he came back to report to Yanshanhu, the group of people was in anger, and the sword was unsheathed, and they were nervous, as if they wanted to take action immediately and tear the murderous monk apart.

"Don't."

Yanshanhu raised his hand to stop the brothers' impulse and looked at it with great solemnity and carefulness.

Monk Zhiheng's eyes closed and he recited the sutra of rebirth without listening. Even though he was surrounded by swords and swords of a group of people, he was not panicked at all. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!

"Monkey is amazing, let's not fight him head-on."

Although Yanshanhu found it a bit incredible, many things in the martial arts world are unimaginable, such as fighting a cow across the mountain, a sharp magical power, or a hidden weapon that is difficult to detect with the naked eye, may kill his brother from a distance quietly. Of course, the premise is... the monk in front of him is a hidden super expert!

If so...

Thinking of this, Yanshanhu unconsciously took a breath and took a step back.

"Brother, can you just let it go?"

Someone reminded behind him:

"Die once, your strength will drop by 20%...'XIV' and 'XIV' will take nearly a month to fully recover."

"Lao San, do you have a better way? Or do you want more brothers to die? He is just an NPC. If you want to blame, you can only blame ourselves for not being able to do anything." Yan Shanhu said solemnly, and glanced at the third brother who was talking with a cold look. The latter's tone stopped and he stopped talking.

Yanshanhu's face was still angry, and his eyes passed by Monk Zhiheng, scanned the dilapidated temple walls, and let out a cold snorkeling from his nose:

"Look for a place to hide! I don't believe he can take his life in this dilapidated temple!"

A group of people quickly sank into the woods in the darkness.

The moon is like cold water.

The temple became silent again...

"I'm going to return to the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, I'll bah."

In the more hidden dark bushes, the two people who followed him down looked down at the red dots on the map, feeling very depressed.

I thought I could be a yellow bird smoothly, but I didn't expect that the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan were so incompetent and were frightened by the monk guarding the temple and stopped moving.

As time went by, there was no further movement. As the sky gradually became brighter and the vision in the forest began to improve slowly, the two of them were somewhat anxious.

"Or, let's go around behind and see if we can get over?"

A man's eyes flashed for a moment and suggested.

But it was soon opposed by its companions, who replied in a voice:

"Don't."

"This monk is not simple. Judging from his ability to hurt people from a distance, you can tell that his internal strength is good and the temple is small. If we go through this, we can't hide it from him..."

"What should I do?"

The person who proposed the proposal frowned: "It will be difficult to deal with tomorrow. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. Just the two of us, the open and upright will definitely not be able to fight."

He paused, glanced towards the temple and continued to say, "And, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain task. If he really wanted to hide and stay in the temple all day, after the birthday of the emperor, even if he came out, we would have no choice! So, there is no other way except for a tough breakthrough."

"But... let alone the seventeen heroes of Yanshan, it is not easy to pass the bald donkey alone." The latter sighed heavily, his eyebrows tangled into the character "Sichuan".

"I have a way."

"Um?"

"I guess, the people in the temple won't come out for a while. Why not, I'll go down the mountain now and quietly reveal the information here to a group of people..." When I said this, I stopped and my companion's eyes lit up: "Turn the tiger and swallow the wolf! Wonderful! I'm fast, I'll go find someone!"

"Go quickly and return quickly!"

"Know."

A black shadow quietly flew away from the temple before the night was late and flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

Kaixin naturally didn't know what happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displaying four walls.

Wherever you look, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple are all sorted together in a very ordinary way, from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Iron Head Kung Fu", "Flying Flying Technique", "Iron Broom", and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" to the extremely expensive high-quality martial arts on the market, "Arhat True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeve", "Strong Cloud Finger", "Gebone Walking Wall Kung Fu", "Dragon Claw Hand"... Everything is available.

When I came here in my previous life, I was really shocked by the books inside and immersed in them for a long time. I wish I could put them all into Qiankun bag and be a secret book reseller.

In this life, I was prepared for happiness and naturally I didn’t miss it too much...

Master Xuankong was always by his side, paying attention to his happy expression and reaction. Seeing that the latter was just looking at everything inside with a calm and admiring gaze, he slightly slightly praised in his eyes.

"I wonder how the little donor's chess skills are?"
Chapter completed!