From then on, the reputation of the devil in red began to spread in the world.

You don't care about your reputation, because your first stop is the Shaolin Temple.

You need to settle your feud with Shaolin Temple.

You stand at the door of Shaolin Temple, look at the temple, and can't help but sneer.

Although you are young, you have seen the practices of the tenants in the Shaolin Temple, and you are even a victim yourself.

"Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. There are so many tenants and farm laborers. Even my identity is confusing. It is really ridiculous to claim that the Buddha has a heart of Bodhisattva and is compassionate."

You look extraordinarily beautiful in red clothes and red robes, but in the eyes of Zhike Monk, you are indeed so abnormal.

"This female benefactor, Shaolin Temple does not accept female guests."

Zhike Monk spoke to you politely, but you just smiled.

"I just came to see one thing clearly. Great monk, please call the abbot."

After you finished speaking, you waved your sleeves and knocked Zhike Monk away ten meters, but you didn't hurt him at all.

The monk Zhike also knew martial arts. Li Ke understood what happened, so the monks quickly started to move.

Then, you saw countless monks rushing out of the gate with various wooden and metal sticks. Not only that, but also several great monks wearing cassocks came out.

And you saw the great monk who always took care of you.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw you, and then showed a shocked look.

"Donor, you are..."

"I just want to ask a question. Do you admit that the tenants of the Shaolin Temple have wives who have irrigated land, beautiful wives who have good land, and those who don't have dry land? They also have private brothels and usurious loans. Do you admit it?"

You cover your face with long sleeves, covering most of your face, but because the martial arts you practice are very suitable for you, your physical development has surpassed that of a woman in her mid-twenties of this era.

"That's absolutely not the case! Donor, how can you spit on others!"

"Yeah?!"

You laughed, then waved your hand and showed your face.

"Then I have to ask, Abbot, where did you send me from my home?!"

Seeing your face, the abbot's face suddenly lost all color, and he even screamed in surprise that you had turned into a phantom and rushed in front of him.

"Stinky monk! I'm too old to cultivate!"

You slapped him in the face, and the dignified abbot of Shaolin Temple had no power to fight back. But after you finished cursing, you slapped him again with your backhand.

"The thief is a bald donkey! The bald slave is a bastard!"

The abbot kept trying to retreat, and you kept slapping the abbot on the face. You have never forgotten the face of the abbot who sent you to the nunnery.

Although this also allows you to obtain countless martial arts secrets, no one would like to go to that kind of place if possible.

The tyrannical energy penetrated the old monk's defense and directly beat his face into a pig's head. Finally, you kicked the other man's chest hard, kicking the old abbot directly to a bluestone wall.

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The bluestone wall shattered in response, and you also heard the formation of the monks. You subconsciously reached out and touched your hair, making you look particularly charming and seducing everyone present.

This is already your instinctive reaction. After all, this is etiquette. People without etiquette will be beaten and starved.

Your emotions are constantly stirring. Looking at the abbot of Shaolin Temple who fell among the rubble and vomiting blood, inexplicable emotions are rolling in your heart. You look at those familiar faces you saw in the nunnery when you were a child, and those who look at you in horror.

Your warrior monk, and the virtuous monk, you can't help laughing.

"Hahahaha!! The abbot of Shaolin is nothing more than that! I don't think you little bald donkeys are anything special! Are you surrounding me so that I can kill you all?!"

You reminisce about the past, and you remember very clearly that the people who have formed a formation to surround you have basically been to the nunnery, and none of them are in the hall or the main hall.

Some even said when you were serving tea and water, they would wait until you grow up to open your buds.

They collect rents and rob people of their daughters. Their so-called virtue is just giving out some so-called porridge and rice in ordinary times, and then treating people who can afford it.

When you were a child, you saw the scene of monks bullying tenants more than once.

The kindness of Shaolin Temple is towards the rich and dignitaries.

The abbot fell to the ground and was unable to do anything, and Shaolin Temple naturally had no shortage of stewards. A fat-headed monk immediately stood up and shouted to the surrounding monks.

"Witch! How dare you attack my Shaolin Temple! Shaolin disciples obey orders! Brohan's demon-slaying formation!"

Countless monks holding various metal rods surrounded you. You sneered and turned into a red shadow again and kept moving forward. Every time you move forward, you can directly shatter the heart of a Shaolin monk, and every time you kill someone

, you can also remember what this person has done.

You have no so-called guilt at all.

New forces are constantly entering the Arhat Demon-Conquering Formation. Even though you have strong internal energy and can continuously recover your internal energy and physical strength in the sun, after killing two to three hundred monks, you began to pant.

The death of countless disciples has no way to damage the Shaolin Temple. You look at the monk soldiers who are still coming in a steady stream and take a deep breath.

The moves summarized previously are mature and can now be used to kill.

The body turned into a phantom and rushed towards the virtuous monks whose faces had begun to show that they were sure of victory. Without any nonsense, each of them shattered the throat cartilage with one palm, leaving them no time to display their so-called amazing martial arts.

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The monks immediately collapsed and started running for their lives in panic, while you slowly walked towards the Main Hall, where the core disciples of the Shaolin Temple are now.

but.

The great monk who was looking at you before firmly picked up a spiked 'Zen staff' and stood in front of you.

"I didn't kill you, you should understand why."

You looked at this great monk and spoke.

"I know, but I regret even more that I didn't kill you, this evil obstacle and enemy of Buddha."

You were stunned for a second and tilted your head.

"Are you serious?"

The great monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name, and then attacked you.

You looked at the other person's look of death, sighed, and didn't make any defense. You stood there and let him pierce the sharp thorn of the Zen staff into your left chest, and then with a backhand palm, shattered his heavenly spirit.

Two wails came from the Main Hall. You saw the two young monks grieving and you immediately knew that these were probably your brothers.

You pulled out the Zen staff and threw it away. You glanced at the blood-stained Zen staff with its spikes curled up, and then continued walking towards the Main Hall.

The only thing Shaolin Temple exploits those farmers is the land deeds and these warrior monks.

As long as the monks are killed and the land deeds and usury notes are burned, everything will be fine.

Even if there are more aristocratic families later, these people will be able to live and work in peace and contentment for a few years.

However, just when you entered the courtyard of the Main Hall, a monk sweeping the floor appeared in front of you.
Chapter completed!