Chapter 140

Hui Jue’s words reverberated throughout this corner of the world, causing hundreds of people present to stop making noise.

And Zhang Changsheng looked at the Shaolin monk Shang Huijue, whose face was full of desire to survive, and his face was faint and said, “Shaolin has always regarded itself as the No. You can’t believe it just by listening to your nonsense.”

Although Zhang Changsheng already had uncertain guesses in his heart, he still walked all over and jumped directly to the venue where Wudang disciples usually compete.

Looking at Huijue, who was almost beaten to death by his peers, Zhang Changsheng didn’t get too close.

After all, he still doesn’t want too much contact with such people, even if the blood spilled from time to time is spilled on the floor in the corner of the competition field.

At this point, Zhang Changsheng was unwilling, he was still a little bit clean.

Hui Jue was about to run out of oil at this time. After all, he was only half-to-dead by the Dragon Turtel at first, and abandoned his martial arts Cultivation Base and roots, and became a useless person.

But when he was angrily beaten by his dozen or so fellow players for more than ten minutes.

Huijue, who was almost half dead, couldn’t hold it anymore, even if those a dozen people had completely lost the power of Martial Dao.

But the strength of adults is not small, more than a dozen people beat them in a row.

Even Xiu Practitioner, who had just entered the Martial Dao journey, was lying on the ground and being beaten like this.

Not to mention the half-dead monk in front of him, Shang Huijue.

Seeing that the old Wudang Patriarch in front of him had already arrived, Hui Jue opened his mouth slightly with blood-stained teeth, and the human-like face seemed to be smiling.

It is more important to laugh at yourself than to see the hope of life. If he was killed two hours ago, he would not believe it.



I am a big Shaolin disciple, who has reached the Practitioner ninth-level Realm on his way to martial arts, and he is considered a master of ancient martial arts.

But now, he just wants to linger and maintain his delusion through this Shaolin’s biggest secret in exchange for the hope of his own survival.

“Ahem…cough…”

Monk Huijue leaned against the stone stake in the corner of the martial arts field, coughing at the corner of his bloodshot mouth, spitting out a lot of dark brown blood.

Looking at the ancestor Wudang in front of him, the monk Huijue endured the severe pain throughout his body intermittently with a twist and hesitation in his eyes and said, “I…if I tell this secret…really…Is it really possible to survive? ?”

“Old Master Wudang, I hope I can get your answer, otherwise I won’t tell the big secret of my Shaolin Temple. I just want to have another chance to live.”

The monk Huijue knew very well in his heart that when he talks with such a strong man, the secret he has psychologically mastered is his biggest hole card.

And the bargaining chip he needs is a chance to live. According to this secret, he really needs to be alive and not too much.

Zhang Changsheng looked at the Shaolin monk who only longed to live in front of him, disdainful and whispered, “Old man, I thought that Shaolin monks are living Buddhas who don’t care about their lives. Sure enough, you are still a Buddha with unstable heart. I can promise you the conditions you mentioned. .”

“But with this premise, I need to listen to the secrets you have said, and whether it is worth saving you. You must know that the little guy, the things that are exchanged at an equivalent value, especially the things that compare with your own life, are very precious.”

Zhang Changsheng has secretly put a set of Shaolin Temple monk Huijue in front of him.

After all, the culprit who severely injured both of his disciples this time was the Shaolin disciple Hui Jue in front of him, and the other accomplices had already sent themselves to see their monk’s favorite Xitian Buddha.

And Zhang Changsheng wouldn’t do it himself, the guy in front of him naturally waited and talked about his own secret, and he should indeed let him see the Buddha who he wanted to talk about.

And the monk Huijue, who thought that the ancestor Wudang had agreed to his request, naturally did not dare to stay for the time.

After all, if it drags on, I am afraid that I will not get the treatment of Wudang Mountain, and may really be dead here.

Hui Jue’s bloodshot eyes, hesitated for a while, and then he was relieved, “Old Master Wudang, in fact, you know, I don’t know why my Shaolin faction has more and more disciples who opened the body secrets and entered Martial Dao. And it’s clear that the aptitude is not good enough, but it can still be opened.”

“This matter, compared to your old man, should have found some doubts at the beginning.”

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These words of Monk Huijue, although they have not yet revealed the real secrets of Shaolin Temple, they have indeed confirmed the suspicion in the mind of the patriarch Zhang Changsheng.

Zhang Changsheng’s face was faint and said, “In fact, this matter, the old man has been confirmed in your words, and your Shaolin has developed so rapidly over the past 30 years.”

“The real reason is probably not just the good management taught by your master abbot, okay? The biggest one is that you Shaolin most make the world laugh at you. I am afraid that so many of you Shaolin monks went down the mountain to find you. On that spirit beast.”

Zhang Changsheng did not use the method of calculability, but simply used his mind to think about the front and the end of the matter a little bit, push it, and the answer came out naturally.

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Of course, if other people know that the ancestor Zhang Changsheng thinks about this question so much, they will probably be surprised to death.

After all, this kind of brain circuit is really not something that ordinary people can infer. It requires not only a wealth of experience, but also a super high IQ.

Monk Huijue coughed, with a bitter smile on his face intermittently saying, “Old… Patriarch, your old man… Do you still need me to talk about it? It seems that you can always guess all of this. Maybe I I shouldn’t need to talk about it.”

Undoubtedly, the current monk Huijue is also the beating heart has begun to cool.

I didn’t expect that the secret I had hidden for a long time hadn’t really been revealed today, and it was almost guessed by the Wudang Patriarch in front of me.

It’s just a lot of details, even if it is a god, it is impossible to say it thoroughly, but this situation has completely lost Hui Jue’s hope of alive.

Zhang Changsheng looked at the monk Huijue, whose face was gray and ready to die, and said, “Not at all. I want to hear the whole thing from your mouth, about your Shaolin Temple spirit carp and your duplicity of false monks. Things in between.”

As soon as Zhang Changsheng said this, the monk who was already pale in front of him was so frightened that he was about to die.

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