I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

  Su Cheng got up, and before he could walk down from the Buddhist scripture pavilion, he heard a "hiss" sound, and then, in front of the Buddhist scriptures, a huge shadow gradually swam up.

  "Little Purple?"

  Yes, the one who came is the Boss Snake King Snake.

  At this moment, the snake king's eyes seemed to have a warning sign, shaking the snake's head to Su Cheng. Obviously, it was reminding him.

   "That's right. I asked you to protect the law for me, you are here to inform me."

  Su Cheng is clear.

  It seems that the snake king is still quite conscientious.

  It's just that the momentum of the previous horn was too strong, so that Su Cheng had already noticed it without the need for a warning from the Snake King.

   "So many people... Shaoshishan is surrounded, Xiao Zi, you are still in this Tibetan scripture pavilion, don't go out." Su Cheng said, feeling the breath.

  At the same time, he was also a little surprised. I didn't expect this battle to be so big.

  The last time he worshipped the blood sect to attack with all his strength, at most it was only a thousand. Therefore, they can only gather together to let Su Cheng almost take them away in one pot.

  But this time, there are as many as 10,000 people encircling the mountain!

  Although the breath of these ten thousand people, most of them are ordinary people, not martial artists, at most they have only practiced some methods of strengthening the body.

   But even so, it is already a force that cannot be underestimated. In the Shaolin Temple, apart from himself, the only one who can break through these thousands of encirclements is that the abbot Xuanci can barely do it.

  After all, the world of Gaowu has not yet reached the realm of "Gods and Demons". Since it is a "martial arts", as long as it does not reach the realm of a master, there are limits.

  It can be said that, generally speaking, even an ordinary innate nine-layer warrior, as long as they are besieged by the battlefield, they only have room to escape.

  After all, ordinary innate martial artists, even the nine layers of innate, only reach the extreme of body refining or qi refining, and cannot arouse the momentum of the world. Even though the true qi is huge, it is not endless.

  At this stage, the pill that enhances gong power has a great effect. The martial artist has worked hard for decades, mostly based on the accumulation of zhenqi. The running-in realm is second to most martial arts cultivators.

  Of course, the exception of Su Cheng is not counted.

"Hundreds of thousands of troops, nearly a hundred acquired masters, ten or so innate realms, and two and a half-step masters... What happened to the Shaolin Temple that actually attracted the imperial monastery? Could it be because of Heyang City... that Is it?" Su Cheng thought about it, outside the temple gate, and suddenly, a breath attracted his attention.

   "What a pure Dao Yun breath!"

  Su Cheng couldn't help thinking.

  Because at this moment, he felt that in front of the gate of the temple, among the nearly 100 innate masters, there was a breath that was condensed and did not emit, but it was like a dragon absorbing water, gathering the powerful Taoism in the body.

  In an instant, Su Cheng realized that the realm of that person must be very powerful!

   "Could it be the realm of the master?"

  Beyond the half-step master, then you can only be the "master".

   However, although it is the first time I have encountered a real master in the realm of masters. But he always felt as if he was not as powerful as he had imagined. Judging from the strength contained in that vitality, although it is much stronger than Abbot Xuanci. But as far as Su Cheng's feelings were concerned, it didn't seem to be much different.

  This shouldn’t be. After all, the master is the innate, transcendent and holy realm. Even if he is now confident that he can match the master, he shouldn't be able to crush it, right? Could it be said, what is the mystery in this?

   or among the masters, there are also different levels.

  Su Cheng thought for a moment, and then smiled with a slightly relieved smile.

  That's it, why should I think so much. Anyway, what I pursue is my own path, and the realm of others is just for me to learn from.

   But anyway, it seems that this time, it's not that simple.

  At the same time, he was also a little surprised. This was the first time Su Cheng had experienced the power of Chaotang.

  Only the strength gathered here today has surpassed the current strength of Shaolin Temple. Although the inheritance of the sect is not just for masters. The more important thing is the foundation, but it can also be seen that the court is powerful!

  And these powers should not be all the powers of the Dajin Dynasty. It seems that a big dynasty is indeed stronger than the general martial arts masters!

   But compared to these, Su Cheng was surprised. How could that person have the aura of Taoism? Could it be that it was a Taoist person?

  After experiencing it carefully, he was even more puzzled. Because in the aura of Dao Yun, vaguely, it seems to contain powerful demon karma!

  The Dao Demon converge, Yin and Yang converge!

   "What kind of technique is this, which can actually form a delicate balance between the two martial arts of Dao Demon, which is a bit interesting..." Su Cheng couldn't help but develop a little curiosity.

  ……

  ……

  At the same time, in the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple, the known guest monk rushed in in a panic.

   "Abbot, the abbot is not good! The imperial court has led thousands of troops and surrounded our temple, and the team led by the mysterious army!!"

  Knowing the words of the guest monk, the hearts of the first people gathered in the inner courtyard at this moment are all "cock".

  In fact, long before the monks knew the guest, the monks of Shaolin Temple woke up with inexplicable heart palpitations. At this moment, all the monks in the temple panicked when they heard the trumpet.

   "Don't panic, my temple has not done anything to lose heart. The court should not embarrass my temple!" said Master Xuan Bei.

  However, the Master Xuan Nan of the Disciplinary Institute next to him frowned: "Abbot, I think this matter is not trivial. Although we have received the Xuan Ji order early, we know that the Xuan Ji Army will come to the temple to search. But how could they choose such a moment..."

  At this moment, the sky is faintly white in the east, and the sky is bright, about Yin time. On weekdays, Shaolin Temple is almost still asleep at this moment.

  Come here at this time, although it is not a sneak attack, but the intention is also very subtle, and the posture of sweeping Shaolin Temple all at once made the hearts of the first people uneasy.

   "Abbot, I think the Xuanji Army will not hide the evil intentions, but I am afraid it is also going to stand up..." Master Xuanxu said carefully.

Abbot Xuanci was silent for a moment after hearing the words, then nodded, and said, "In any case. Since it's here, let's start to deal with it. Let the serving monk ring the morning bell, and summon the monks from the Arhat Hall and the Bodhidharma Temple. The middle courtyard waits. You brothers and sisters, let's go to meet outside the temple together. As for the rest of the monks, don't panic, just have morning classes as usual."

  ……

  ……

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

   "Boom...!"

  With the morning bell of Shaolin Temple ringing three times. At this moment, outside the temple gate, hundreds of mysterious soldiers in Tongye suits were already on standby.

  In front of the mysterious army, Master Pang is dressed in a purple and white robe, majestic, not angry and prestigious. Next to them are the mysterious army of six Tongye suits decorated with gold silk patterns. The four males and two females are exactly the six of the "Twelve Yuanchens", namely, Zishu, Yinhu, Maotu, Chenlong, Sishe, and Shenhou!

"Master Pang, I have ordered most of the local army to stand by in the mountains, and everyone has assembled the god-arm crossbow of my Dajin Dynasty. With a command, you can gather to attack, and all arrows will be sent out. By then, it is expected that the Shaolin Temple will be in place. , Even a moth cannot escape from the arrow rain!"

  At this moment, a small girl spoke. The girl wore a Tongye suit. She seemed to be only ** years old, with a slightly childish appearance, but there were three scars on her left and right faces. Embroidered on his Tongye clothing is a hamster, the "child rat" in the twelve yuan chen.

  Zishu is one of the top three in strength among the twelve yuanchens. He is in the realm of a half-step grandmaster, second only to Chenlong and Haizhu!

  Don’t look at her looks immature, but in fact she is not so young.

   After listening to her, Master Pang nodded slightly, and said, "Very well, you are in control of the place, it's hard work."

  "This is an honor for my subordinates!"

  Master Pang nodded, and then suddenly asked a lean man next to him: "Shenhou, what happened to what I asked you to do?"

   "You have recorded all of you." The man replied respectfully.

   "Very good, you did a good job." Master Pang nodded slightly, seeing Gu Jing Wubo in his eyes.

   "Master Pang, do you want to break the door directly?" Next to him, "Chenlong" with a dragon pattern on his body looked at the closed temple door and asked.

  He is vigorous and powerful. Obviously he is extremely confident in his own strength.

   "No need."

   However, Master Pang waved his hand slightly, and did not agree with Chen Long's desire to break the door. Instead, he looked at the huge gilt horizontal plaque marked "Shaolin Temple" in front of him.

   "Master Pang came with the order. This is about exploring Heyang. It is of great importance. Please ask Abbot Xuanci to open the temple door and cooperate in the investigation!"