A certain person is the Heavenly Killer Li Gui.

Chapter 277: The Burning of Shaolin Temple (both have been ordered, and the daily chapters will be combined in the future)

"what……"

Zen Master Xingkong had never seen Li Gui appear before, so he didn't know that Li Gui could fly. Now that he was frightened by Li Gui, his body subconsciously leaned back and fell from the high pillar.

In order not to be attacked by Li Gui, this pillar was raised very high.

The safety guarantee just now has now become a reminder.

Seeing the ground coming towards him so fast that he was about to fall to his death, Zen Master Xingkong didn't have time to think carefully and subconsciously made a hand seal to activate the formation.

A ray of Buddha's light bloomed from the ground, gently held Zen Master Xingkong and placed him safely on the ground.

Zen Master Xingkong had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the evil wind coming from behind him. Before he could react, he felt a powerful blow on his back. Amidst the screams of all the brothers, it was like a cannonball. Usually shot out vigorously.

Li Gui's kick was full of strength, and it was like a thunder blow hitting Zen Master Xingkong's spine.

This Zen Master Xingkong has profound Buddhist teachings, but his skin is not strong. Under the huge impact, his spine was instantly crushed like a fragile piece of wood, and was bent together in mid-air, making a terrifying fracture. Voice.

"what……"

Zen Master Xingkong squeezed out a long scream like a trapped animal from his throat. He was sad and helpless. His body was twitching, and his limbs were struggling and swinging feebly in the air, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The originally solemn face was now distorted by pain, and veins popped up on his forehead. Sweat and tears mixed together, rolling down the deep wrinkles and soaking his monk's robe.

His eyes were as big as copper bells due to the severe pain, and his pupils shone with a mixture of disbelief and despair.

Blood gushed out from his mouth, dyeing the cassock on his chest red. He seemed to be dead, but for a moment he was still alive. He could only scream and wail in pain.

"Straight bitch!"

"You pretend to be a virtuous monk, but you can't even bear this little pain. You are obviously a fake."

Hearing Li Gui Wuzi's sarcastic remarks, the other old monks were furious. They pointed at Li Gui and cursed angrily:

"evildoer!"

"We, the monks, are merciful and want to help you to enter the world and free yourself from the sea of ​​suffering. Who knew that you, a madman, are stubborn and stubborn, so I will leave you alone!"

"Today I will let you know what Vajra's angry eyes are!"

The handprints in the palms of the monks bloomed like lotus flowers. Immediately, the sculptures of protectors, Arhats, Shura and other figures around the temple came to life. Their bodies were covered with bursts of Buddha's light, waving their swords and guns, carrying the boundless power of the Dharma, like Heavenly soldiers and generals came down to earth and came to kill Li Gui.

The thing Li Gui was not afraid of most was hand-to-hand combat. He laughed and punched an Arhat to death, saying with a smile:

"When you eat fast and chant Buddha's name every day, aren't you seeking to be reborn in bliss?"

"A certain family is now sending this bald donkey to the West to meet the Buddha of the Qin family, so that he can die in bliss as soon as possible. You should thank a certain family. Why are you shouting and killing like this? Do you want to repay kindness with enmity?"

Those monks had gloomy faces and didn't say anything. They just kept urging the protectors to come.

Li Gui took out the eight-foot magatama and released the wind blade, cutting all the sculptures into pieces in an instant, but soon the sculptures were reborn, and they were obviously inexhaustible.

Li Gui ignored these things, raised the clouds again, and flew towards the pillars.

If you want to capture a thief or a king, as long as you deal with these bald donkeys, you don't need to pay attention to those dead things.

With Zen Master Xingkong's lessons learned, these monks did not dare to neglect and hurriedly activated the formation to make the pillar rise higher and higher.

But no matter how high they rise, Li Gui's auspicious clouds will always pursue them, making it inevitable for them to avoid them.

Li Gui's auspicious clouds can rise infinitely when activated by incense, but the magic power of these monks has a limit, and the formations they activate also have limits.

After reaching a thousand feet, the height of the pillar finally reached the top, and the monks finally had no way to avoid it.

Seeing Li Gui flying up with murderous intent, the monks finally panicked. Their original detached and unstained state of the world completely disappeared without a trace, replaced by the nervousness of human instinct in the face of threats to life and death. And helpless, he began to beg for mercy and said:

"Donor, please wait!"

"I, Shaolin, just give up!"

"I will get a magic weapon for you right now!"

Li Gui looked at the panic of these monks, no different from ordinary people, and said with a cruel smile:

"Everyone says that monks know the current affairs best and are used to adapting to the changing circumstances. This is indeed the case today."

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"As long as I kill you, your magic weapon will naturally belong to grandpa!"

Li Gui flipped his hand again, and an invisible strong wind rushed out like a mad knife, sweeping through every pillar in the hall in an instant.

The monks who were originally sitting on the pillars were all spared. The moment the wind blade passed by, their bodies seemed to have been cut by an invisible giant axe. The sleeves of their robes were torn, their cassocks were shattered, their flesh and bones were instantly separated, and each one was cut. It was cut into several sections abruptly.

Driven by the force of the wind, the broken body and bones flew away from the top of the high pillar along with the broken pieces of clothing, drew arcs in the air, and fell straight down, just like a rain of blood falling from the sky.

A moment later, with a dull and continuous crashing sound, the broken torsos fell to the ground one after another, hitting the bluestone floor and splashing dark red blood.

Without the support of their magic power, the formation disappeared in an instant, and Li Gui returned to the door of the Sutra Pavilion, with the auspicious clouds less than three feet above the ground.

Li Gui jumped down and looked at the surrounding ground. There were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and rivers of blood. On the heads rolling everywhere, the panic and despair of the monks before their death still remained.

What caught Li Gui's attention the most was the small and exquisite Seven Treasures Relic Pagoda that fell among all the corpses.

Li Gui first used his big foot to blast the head into the "goal" in front of him, scoring one point, and then went to pick up the treasure and take a closer look.

This Seven Treasures Relic Pagoda is about half a foot high. It has pure gold as its main frame and is inlaid with seven precious gemstones: gold, silver, colored glaze, coral, red pearl, tridacna and agate. Each has its own color and sets off each other, emitting brilliance. Dazzling light.

The base of the tower is made of ebony and is engraved with intricate and delicate lotus patterns.

The tower body is covered with various exquisite hollow carvings, and each layer is carefully carved with various images of Arhats, Dharma protectors, Shura and other figures. They are clearly the creatures that fought with Li Gui before.

There are multiple small niches carefully constructed inside the tower. Each niche enshrines a crystal clear relic with mysterious luster. They are either round and full, or sharp and sharp, emitting a soft white light, which is a symbol of this sacred place. The tower adds a bit of solemnity and peace, and seems to contain endless Buddhist power.

Although there were dead bodies all around and the flesh and blood turned into mud, the Seven Treasures Relic Pagoda stood there, and the surrounding area half a foot away seemed to be purified, and not even a trace of blood could be seen.

"Good baby!"

"This treasure is destined to belong to a certain family, so it should belong to a certain family!"

"Go back and find brother Jin Dajian to change the carving, and then replace the relic with luck to activate it. Maybe you can get a soul-gathering treasure, and also prepare a place for the souls of the believers of Zhenjun Sect to reside after death. .”

Li Gui smiled and took the treasure in his hands, but found that he didn't have the package with him and didn't know where to put it.

When the monks first appeared before, this treasure was obviously not there, and I don't know how it was hidden. Could it be that it was a dimensional trick that contained mustard seeds in Sumeru?

The disadvantage of self-created religious religions is that you have to fix everything yourself. Unlike Buddhism and Taoism, many things have already been established into a system.

I don’t know if I can use this method as a reference, make some small innovations for my own use, and add some foundation to Zhenjun Sect.

He went into the Sutra Pavilion and searched for a long time, but he couldn't find any methods of cultivation. They were all ordinary scriptures, and he didn't know where the methods of cultivation were hidden.

Of course, maybe these are the scriptures, but there are too many technical words for him to understand.

Li Gui came out of the Sutra Pavilion angrily and looked behind the Sutra Pavilion. He saw that apart from the abbot's room, there was a vast forest of pagodas. The Lixue Pavilion and the Thousand Buddhas Hall had not yet been built.

The Scripture Pavilion is full of scriptures, which are of no value to Li Gui.

The old abbot had already been verified when he was in the Main Hall, and he had no treasures on him.

Now that we have obtained the Seven Treasures Relic Pagoda, there is no need to go to the Tallinn behind.

It seems that this Shaolin Temple should only have this treasure. This shouldn't be the case!

An imitation of the "Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal" from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhushan, the ancestral home of the Taoist sect, was sacrificed and refined into a magic weapon. Shaolin Temple, the ancestral home of the Zen sect, shouldn't only have such a few things!

Li Gui felt strange, so he ran around everywhere in the back.

Sure enough, he found a few more treasures, but unfortunately, they were of no use to him and he couldn't take them away.

For example, the Damo Shadow Stone is also a treasure, but it is only useful to monks, and he cannot move it away.

"Ri Xie Niang!"

"These bald donkeys are so cunning, this treasure can only be used by themselves!"

Li Gui spit on the spot, summoned the Hot Wheels, stepped on them and walked back.

The fire in the front mountain had been put out and all the pilgrims had fled.

When a group of monks saw Li Gui coming down, they immediately rushed over and shouted to kill him.

Now that Li Gui had obtained the treasure, he felt happy and went down the mountain without arguing with them.

Now that I have gone out for a trip, I have to go around the surrounding places such as Laoshan Mountain and Maoshan Mountain to bring back all the magic weapons that are destined for me.

So when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Li Gui did not rush back to Liangshan. Instead, he first found a small river and planned to wash away all the blood on his body.

Although he was not afraid of being covered in blood, the unpleasant smell and sticky feeling on his body still made people uncomfortable. And now that it was getting close to noon, he wanted to ask the store to get some wine and meat to eat. He couldn't be covered in blood, otherwise he wouldn't scare others?

Li Gui's body was now immune to the cold and heat, so he casually found a riverside at the foot of the mountain, stripped naked, jumped into the river, and began to clean his body.

Originally, he didn't even intend to look for trouble, but things happened to find him.

On the official road, a carriage was driving in this direction. With Li Gui's keen hearing, he could clearly hear the faint cry of a woman in the carriage, and then the sounds of beatings and scoldings could be heard.

"Are you crying?"

"How dare you, a woman, refuse to do something that your husband's family has already agreed to?"

"If you are obedient and take good care of the senior brothers in the temple, your tenant will naturally be Ueda."

"If you offend a few senior brothers, the poor monk will share the farm with your family and let the whole family starve to death!"

Li Gui suddenly paused while scrubbing his hands in the river, and raised his brows again.

"Damn!"

"It's too early to take a bath!"

On the carriage were two deacon monks, who had just returned from the neighboring tenants' homes and brought some "specialties" to honor the elder brother in charge of the temple. One was driving, and the other was intimidating and tempting in the carriage.

As soon as the vehicle reached the river, there was a sudden explosion of water in the river, and a figure rose into the sky, just like the water demon, blocking the middle of the road naked and shouting:

"Robbery!"

"A certain one is the Heavenly Killer Li Gui!"

"The bald donkey in the car, let the teacher out quickly, otherwise a certain family will not be polite!"

The monk who was driving the carriage hurriedly reined in the reins, frowned and cursed angrily:

"You're blind..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Gui stepped forward, picked him up like a chicken, broke his neck, and threw him into the river nearby.

His jumping out to rob was just out of bad taste. After he was satisfied, he would not continue to follow the program with this unknown person, so he would just fast forward to the end.

The monk in the carriage was startled. As soon as he poked his head out from inside, he saw a huge palm pressing against his face, clasping it on his face, and pulling him out. He immediately lost his footing and staggered. When he got out of the car, he stepped on the wrong foot and fell out of the car.

"Well……"

As soon as he made a sound from his throat, he felt the giant palm move inward. It was as powerful as a god, and he couldn't resist it at all.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and red and white splashed all over Li Gui again.

Li Gui casually threw the body into the river, and then ignored the life and death of the young lady in the carriage. He casually took a piece of clothing and tied it around his waist, covering his crotch, and pulled the Seven Treasures Relic Pagoda up his waist. He inserted it, summoned the Hot Wheels, and headed towards the Shaolin Temple again.

"Thief!"

"Someone almost forgot that the bald donkeys in Shaolin are not good birds either. They deserve retribution!"

"In that case, let's let the bald donkeys learn the meaning of cause and effect today!"

The Hot Wheels carried Li Gui, like a strong wind, and swept up Shaoshi Mountain again.

The Shaolin monks had just seen the murderer leave and were cleaning up the debris at the scene and collecting the remains. Before they even started discussing how to take revenge, they heard the sound of thunder and the demon-like figure appeared in front of the mountain gate again.

"How dare the thief come again!"

The old abbot was suddenly shocked and angry, and was about to yell, when he saw Li Gui suddenly rising into the sky on a cloud. He flipped his wrist, and more than ten fire dragons spurted out at the same time, falling from the sky in different directions, covering the entire Shaolin Temple's front and rear mountains. shrouded within.

"No!"

"stop it……"

The old abbot's unspoken curse was quickly changed to a plea for mercy.

"Donor, wait a minute!"

"Xingjun, please show mercy..."

"No matter what Xingjun's conditions are, I, Shaolin, will abide by them. Please don't set fire to them!"

The old abbot ignored the fire dragon descending from the sky, fell to the ground with tears on his face, and kept kowtowing to Li Gui to beg for mercy. But Li Gui came back again, and already had the idea of ​​destroying the temple in his heart. At this moment, his heart was as stone, how could he pay attention to him?

Li Gui specially used incense to strengthen the power of these fire dragons. After the fire dragons were released, they dragged red tracks in the air, as magnificent and terrifying as falling meteors. The air seemed to be burned out wherever they passed, leaving behind The next twisted ripple of air.

When the fire dragon touched the ground, the entire Shaolin Temple suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire. The flames roared and heat waves rolled. The high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort and deform, forming circles of heat wave halos that made it impossible to look directly.

The flames were like wild beasts, greedily devouring ancient trees, buildings and all combustibles. The rolling mountains turned red in the firelight, making half of the sky look like a doomsday furnace.

Thick smoke billowed, covering the sky and the sun, mixed with the smell of burning wood, shrouding Shaoshi Mountain and permeating the entire Songshan Mountains.

The wooden structure of the temple quickly collapsed in the fire, making a crackling sound. The flames licked the bricks and Buddha statues of the thousand-year-old temple, quickly turning the originally peaceful and solemn Zen temple into ruins and completely turning it into a human world. Purgatory.

Li Gui landed and stepped on the head of the Maitreya Buddha statue in front of the mountain gate. Seeing the blazing fire all over the temple, he felt happy, laughed, and sang loudly:

"A good wife shares good land, a bad wife cultivates bad land, and without a wife, there is no land..."

"Yesterday you planted the cause, and today I reap the fruit. It's so good, so good..."

"Ha ha……"

When the old abbot heard Li Gui's wild singing that stirred the valley, he suddenly trembled and cried loudly, his voice full of endless sorrow and regret.

As the abbot of a temple, how could he know nothing about the outside world?

However, even in the temple, there are still intrigues, struggles for power, etc. Although Shaolin Temple is the ancestral home of Zen, it is still inevitable.

Therefore, he knew that this matter was harmful to Tianhe, but he just pretended not to know, and even used various excuses to comfort himself.

However, at this moment, all these excuses seemed so feeble in the face of the raging flames.

As a devout Buddhist, he believes in the theory of cause and effect more than Li Gui and others. He understands the principle of the cycle of cause and effect and retribution, so he believes more in this matter of retribution.

Now seeing the monstrous flames like the fire of purgatory, about to burn down this centuries-old Zen monastery, all the scenes of past behaviors that are not in accordance with the Buddhist scriptures have emerged before his eyes. Those evil causes that he had ignored or even tried to cover up were like a revolving lantern in front of him. Flashes of thoughts flashed through his mind, like huge waves that completely washed away his rationality.

A group of warrior monks rushed over to pull him away from the fire, but he raised his arms to break free and staggered towards the burning temple.

He is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so he should die with the temple!

The monks tried their best to persuade and pull him, but the old monk somehow gained great strength at this time. No matter how hard everyone pulled, they still couldn't pull him. In the end, they had to let go and let him die.

Li Gui stood on a high place outside the temple, watching the old monk walk into the sea of ​​fire, feeling calm in his heart.

What is the destruction of a temple?

Not even a single person who survives is called "annihilation"!

Cutting down the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows!

A bald donkey escapes today, and a temple can be rebuilt here tomorrow. The surrounding fields will still belong to the new temple even if the land deeds are burned away, and even the usury loans are not guaranteed to be pursued.

But it is not easy to rebuild an extinct temple.

Although most of these fields will still fall into the hands of the surrounding gentry and powerful people in the future, the rent this year should be saved.

The Liangshan army has not yet reached here, and it is impossible to confiscate and divide the property, so he, the leader of the Liangshan village, has to work harder. As for the future general liquidation, it will not be too late after Liangshan takes over Henan.

He turned his attention to his feet, where a group of monks were escaping from the temple.

Water and fire were merciless, and manpower was unable to defeat the natural disaster. Seeing that the Shaolin Temple could no longer be saved, these monks decisively began to evacuate.

They were leaning on Zen staffs and carrying various magical instruments and Buddhist scriptures in large and small bags on their backs. They were supporting each other hand in hand. While they were anxiously reciting Buddhist scriptures and praying for the Buddha's blessing, they reluctantly looked back to watch the man in the blazing flames. Can't live in collapsed palaces and towers.

Even that eminent monk couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment, and couldn't help himself.

A group of people fled to the foot of the mountain in panic. Before they could take a breath, they heard the sound of wind and thunder above them, and the culprit intercepted them again.

"It's that monster!"

The monks were already frightened. When they saw Li Gui again, their first reaction was not to pounce on him for revenge, but to turn around and run away.

But Li Gui finally waited for them to gather together, and how could he allow them to escape? He let out a loud shout and released the wind blade. He saw more than ten invisible blades sweeping out like a violent wind and rain, and cut all the dead creatures into pieces. fragmented.

Broken limbs and broken arms were scattered on the ground, and the blood was like a blooming red lotus, blooming freely at the foot of the mountain, quickly infiltrating the land that had carried hundreds of years of Buddhist teachings, and the originally fertile soil was instantly dyed dark red.

Li Gui then spat on the ground with satisfaction and cursed:

"Thief!"

"I wasted half of my grandfather's time. Now I'm still hungry. Let's go find a restaurant to get some wine and meat to eat!"

A strong wind blew up, and Li Gui disappeared again at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. On the mountain behind, the fire was still burning, and the billowing smoke rose like dark clouds, covering the scorching sun.

What a scene from hell!

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