I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

  Master Pang's voice is clear and clear, but he has a deep aura of its own.

   Accompanied by his voice, Dongfang Tiantian seemed to have broken dawn, before not knowing it, it was the time of Mao.

  Hundreds of masters of the mysterious army and the six great Yuanchens were waiting outside the door. Although it was only less than the time for tea, it seemed a little bored.

  Especially the Sixth Great Yuanchen felt that they were clearly here to stand up, and now the forces in nearby cities have also gathered. That being the case, why not go straight to the entrance, but wait here instead.

  However, Master Pang's face looked freely, without the slightest impatience.

   "Amitabha..."

  With the sound of the Buddha's horn, the towering gate of Shaolin Temple was slowly opened by the knowledgeable monk. Immediately afterwards, the abbot Xuanci and the firsts of the various courtyards appeared in the gates of the Shaolin Temple.

"It turned out to be Master Pang of the'Zhenbeihou', Xuanci, old Na Xuanci, who has met Junhou. Junhou swept Wu Maru in the north and defeated Beiyi. It is infinite merit to guard the territory and protect the common people." The abbot Xuanci said with his hands folded. .

"Oh?"

Master Pang looked at Xuanci, his eyes flickered slightly, and said, "The abbot has been rewarded. I have long heard of the eight masters of Shaolin Temple's "compassion and suffering, proving the emptiness". Earlier, I heard that the abbot of Xuanci only has nine congenitals. , There is already a realm of a half-step grandmaster. The half-step grandmaster is one of the few powerhouses in my Dajin dynasty. It seems that Shaolin Temple is indeed well-deserved."

  He didn’t know if he said this sincerely, but his gentle words and seemingly admired him greatly eased the sense of urgency in the hearts of the monks in Shaolin Temple.

  I thought that this time when the court came, such a battle would be aggressive. But from the look of Master Pang, it was not as severe as imagined.

  Many monks even think that, perhaps, they think too much. Perhaps this time the court came over, just wanting Shaolin Temple to cooperate with the investigation, it's not a big deal.

  "Jun Hou is praised, Lao Na has just broken through a few days ago, and the foundation has not yet stabilized. Moreover, in my Buddhism, it is not called a half-step master, but a half-step Luohan." Abbot Xuanci said.

   But at this moment, there was a cold snort suddenly.

"Huh, the master is the master, what's the point of using those inexplicable titles? Shaolin Temple is famous all over the world, but there is only one and a half steps of the master. It is really laughable, the so-called master of martial arts in the world, that's all? ?"

  It was the mouse who was talking. After waiting for a long time, she was in a bad mood, but now the sentence was full of disdain. The expressions of the monks suddenly changed.

   However, Zimo itself is in the realm of a half-step master, and it is not that he is not qualified to say these things.

  "Twelve Yuan Chen" is famous in the arena, and each of them has existed in the world 20 or 30 years ago. The monks, but those who do not ask the world, have almost heard of their reputation.

  Take Zimo as an example, I don’t know what kind of exercises he practices. Although she is not young, she always looks like a girl, which is astonishing.

  It is said that when attacking Beiyi, "Chenlong" alone slammed into the enemy army, defeated the Beiyi army, and took the first level of the general!

   Therefore, even in the face of such words, for a while, no monk dared to say anything to refute the doubt.

"Amitabha. My Shaolin Temple is Buddhism Zen, not a pure martial arts school. The reason for practicing martial arts is just to strengthen the body, to have the power to protect yourself, and to help better study the Dharma." Abbot Xuanci's expression remained unchanged. .

  "The dying of talent is the dying of talent, and there are still a lot of excuses!" Zimo said no mercy.

   "Don't talk falsely."

   Master Pang waved his hand slightly, stopping the words of Zimo. However, there did not seem to be any accusations in his eyes, it seemed invisibly, and his acquiescence to the words made Abbot Xuanci feel a little uneasy.

  He paused, and glanced at the monks of Shaolin Temple. After a while, he fell on the face of Abbot Xuanci and said:

   "Abbot, although the child mouse is not young. But due to the exercises, his mind is still childish. Don't pay attention to her words. Of course I know that Shaolin Temple has a thousand years of roots, which is by no means the strength on the surface."

"Don't say that the two great'enlightened' monks guarding the stupa, simply relying on the temple guardian seal and the '108 arhat formations', Shaolin Temple is no longer afraid of masters and masters. Now I have heard that there are monks in the temple who are born again. Is it not worthy of the title of'Budo Dazong'?"

  Master Pang’s words made Abbot Xuanci feel a sense of crisis even more.

  Unexpectedly, the Xuanji Army knew so much about Shaolin Temple!

  If it's just the Kongwen Master Uncle, the Arhat Formation, and Sakyamuni's Seal, it's nothing more. The problem is, this Pang master even knows the existence of the two great monks of "Enlightenment"! After all, the two uncles have guarded the stupa for 70 years and have never been famous.

  Xuanjiying is really extraordinary.

  It is said that Xuanjiying knows many secrets of the martial arts sect in the world. I thought it was exaggerated, but now it seems that it may not be nonsense.

And at this moment, Master Pang suddenly changed his conversation: "However, although I admire Shaolin Temple very much. But private affairs are private affairs, and official affairs are public affairs. This time Heyang City was slaughtered by the blood worship, and the city was 113,000. More than five hundred people are in trouble. If there is no explanation, what is the face of the Dajin Dynasty?"

"This city of Heyang is under the gate of your Shaolin Temple. A few days ago, you Shaolin released a rumor that the blood worshipers attacked Shaoshi Mountain, which attracted the Shaolin monks to take action, and they were all destroyed. Now, this time comes here. Come to collect evidence, hoping to bring the body of the blood worshiper back to the public, so that you can imitate you."

As soon as   Master Pang said this, the eyes of the monks suddenly appeared a little flustered.

  Although he brought the soldiers here, from beginning to end, he was upright and businesslike, and his words and behavior were not impolite. But now this sudden word hits the heart of the Shaolin monks!

  Because, of course, the blood worship was extinguished by the monk of Kongwen. But... there is no corpse left!

  Even the corpse of the only "lady girl" was cremated and sealed in a stupa not long ago!

  Furthermore, even if the maiden’s body has not been cremated, how can a woman’s body be used as evidence?

   "Why, is there any embarrassment? Could it be that the bodies of some demons can also enter your Buddhist stupa?" Master Pang narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this. Invisibly, it brought strong pressure.

  Just now he complimented the context, but suddenly, the situation suddenly reversed!

  Many monks of the Xuanzi generation turned pale immediately under this pressure.

   "Amitabha."

Abbot Xuanci recites the Buddha's name and said: "The people who worship the blood sect believe in the blood demon and practice the demon way. They are no longer humans. And I, Shaolin, is a Buddhist school, how can I be murderous? When they attacked Shaolin before , Has been superseded by my temple's deity master Kongwen with boundless Dharma, and of course no body remains."

   "Oh? Then you mean, there is no evidence?" Master Pang raised his brows.

   "It's not..."

  Abbot Xuanci waved his hand slightly, and a few ministering monks immediately pushed out a huge cart. On the cart, black clothing piled up like a hill.

"Junior, these are the clothes left by the blood worshipers. Although the karma on these clothes has been purified, there are still blood worship logos on them, which may be able to provide some proof and clues for this case. ..."

  The clothes left by the blood worshipers were put away when the Shaolin Temple later cleared the mountain. The original intention was to be incinerated, but one can serve as a proof of blood worship, and the other is to leave the court in response to the possibility of coming, and the right to be used as an explanation.

   "Hahahaha! A joke!!!"

But I didn’t expect that before Abbot Xuanci finished speaking, Master Pang burst into laughter: "Abbot Xuanci, could it be that you came here as if you were playing jokes with you? You actually took a few pieces of clothes to fool this book. Wait!?"

  As soon as this statement came out, the six great Yuanchens all took a step forward, running the true energy, and exuding the aura.

  Boom!

  Six powerful true qi, like a violent wind, condensed together and burst out. The monks of the Shaolin Temple suddenly felt the invisible power spreading out like the top of Mount Tai, and hurriedly operated the innocence, but there were still many monks of the Xuanzi generation who were caught off guard and backed away abruptly!