At this time, the white-bearded Venerable who had been lying on the ground as if dead suddenly sat up from the ground, his mouth full of blood, and said weakly: "What a cunning boy! How do you know I'm not dead!"

Wu Yingxiong was also sweating in his heart, and said to himself: "Ni Ma, he is not dead after all! Fortunately, I am cautious enough. If I rush over to the old guy as soon as he falls, I will have no energy in my mind. The old guy will do it myself."

Then, I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble! This old guy really gets more cunning as he gets older!"

Wu Yingxiong just instinctively thought that in his previous life, the villains in martial arts dramas did not seem to die so easily, and they also liked to pretend to be dead to deliver the final blow! Moreover, the previous two-style Six-Meining Divine Sword, one shot in the thigh was not fatal at all, and the other shot in the thigh was not fatal at all.

In the back, unless it passes through the heart through the back, it will not die!

Wu Yingxiong was very self-aware of the accuracy of his Six Meridians Divine Sword, so he wanted to try to see if this old guy was really dead, or if he was pretending to be dead on purpose!

After this test, something really came out. Wu Yingxiong decisively moved the waves and walked closer to the Venerable Baibeard. Guan Chongjian, Shangyang Sword, Shaochong Sword, and Shaoze Sword all moved towards Bai.

The Lord must shoot it away.

The white-bearded Venerable thought that Wu Yingxiong was seeing him alive and was chatting with him. He could take this opportunity to recover some of his skills and maybe find a chance to escape.

Who knew that Wu Yingxiong didn't follow martial ethics and would bully a seventy or eighty-year-old man and kill him directly without letting anyone say a word? How did the white-bearded Venerable know that what Wu Yingxiong thought was that 'villains die from talking too much!'

'So I didn't say anything at all, thinking about killing him first before talking!

The white-bearded Venerable wanted to hide, but one of them still had the effect of the five-shot Desert Eagle; the other one was seriously injured again.

The White-bearded Venerable couldn't hide or escape. He opened his mouth to speak, but no more words came out. As Wu Yingxiong fired four rounds of the Six-Medium Divine Sword in one breath, the White-bearded Venerable's

Four bloody holes appeared between his eyebrows, throat, and heart. His head tilted and he lost his breath. But his long mouth seemed to leave what he wanted to say. Maybe it was a plea for mercy, maybe a threat, maybe an inducement, but again

No one will know anymore.

Wu Yingxiong used up the energy he had just gained in his brain in one breath. Looking at the white-bearded Venerable, he must be dead and could not die anymore. He silently took out the Xingshen from his arms and drew it.

Then he turned around and said: "Fu Fu, Fat Toutuo, let's go find some firewood now. It can really be burned now!"

Chen Jinnan and Fat Toutuo nodded after hearing this, and turned around to find firewood. Su Quan walked to Wu Yingxiong and said, "Ms. sir, just use corpse powder to turn it into powder. There is no need to go through all the trouble of finding firewood to burn it."

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Wu Yingxiong stroked Su Quan's hair and said softly: "As I just said, although the positions are different, the martial arts of this white-bearded master is as high as that of the old eunuch who saved Wei Xiaobao.

He can be regarded as a master of the previous generation. Although his stance is different, he is dead now. Let’s leave some dignity to him after his death!”

Su Quan nodded and stopped talking. There were many dead trees and branches in the mountains. After a while, Chen Jinnan and Fat Toutuo came with a lot of firewood.

Fat Toutuo threw the white-bearded Venerable's body onto the pyre, then took out the fire stick and placed it on the pyre, and the raging crowd started to burn it.

Wu Yingxiong said calmly: "Two masters will help you pile firewood. Mr. White Beard, you will be honored after your death!"

After saying that, Wu Yingxiong turned around and said, "Let's go back to the small temple. It's time to find the real master!"

Su Quan, Chen Jinnan, and Fat Toutuo also quickly turned around and followed him, and returned to the small temple together.

After returning to the small temple, I found that there had been chaos outside, but the old monk from Yulin seemed to have never heard of it. At this time, he still looked like he was in trance.

Wu Yingxiong didn't know whether the old monk was pretending or was really entering meditation. There wasn't much description of Yulin in the original book. He only knew that the old monk made Shunzhi stay in Qingliang Temple several times and even asked Shunzhi to self-immolate with him.

.And this old monk’s martial arts is also a mystery. The original book only said that Yulin’s martial arts were very high, but he had never fought against anyone.

Wu Yingxiong thought about the old monk Wuniao, and said to Chen Jinnan and Fat Toutuo: "Shunzhi must be in the meditation rooms on both sides of the Buddhist hall. Find him out!"

Fat Toutuo and Chen Jinnan nodded, and walked towards the meditation rooms on both sides. On Fat Toutuo's side, as soon as they approached the meditation room, a golden pestle suddenly appeared from the meditation room and headed towards Fat Toutuo's head!

While Chen Jinnan was watching this situation, he hurriedly rushed to Fat Toutuo and prepared to help!

Faced with this sudden change, Fat Toutuo remained calm, smiled, and shouted: "Good thief, well done! Brother Chen, I can do it myself!"

Fat Toutuo stretched out his big hand, firmly grasped the extended golden pestle, and said: "Come out!"

He grabbed the golden pestle hard and swung it out. On the other end of the golden pestle was a fat monk. He grabbed the golden pestle and refused to let go. At this time, the golden pestle and the golden pestle crashed through the wooden door of the Zen room.

Was thrown in the yard!

The fat monk rolled around in the yard several times, as if he was not injured. He stood up from the ground and looked at the fat monk's appearance carefully. His purple face was as short as a pile of thatch.

Bearded, the monk's clothes are in tatters, and the rippling muscles are exposed in the holes. His arms are broad, his waist is thick, and his hands and feet are big.

The fat monk roared like a bull, waved his vajra in his right hand, and rushed towards the door of the meditation room.

Fat Toutuo looked at the fat and tall monk like him, and said disdainfully: "It's just brute force!" He jumped up, stepped on the golden pestle with both feet, and then quickly flew into the air.

, took out his foot and put one foot on the fat monk's chest.

The fat monk seemed to weigh at least two hundred pounds. His body was kicked up by Fat Tou Tuo and flew directly backwards. Then he crashed through the dilapidated courtyard wall and fell to the ground without moving.

Wu Yingxiong looked at it and shook his head, and then said towards the meditation room with a broken door: "Shunzhi, come out!"

Wu Yingxiong spoke, but there was no movement at all in the Zen room. Fat Toutuo couldn't calm down and said to Wu Yingxiong: "Little prince, I'll go and find him out!"

Before Wu Yingxiong could answer, the old Yulin monk who had been in trance suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and pronounced the Buddha's name "Amitabha!" Then he bowed to the Buddha and said, "Little donor,

This is a pure place for Buddhism, and the little benefactor has already committed a lot of murders today, why not stop here!?"

As soon as the Yulin old monk finished speaking, the monk's clothes moved without any wind, and his body moved directly to the door of the Zen room!

With a kind look on his face, Yulin made a Buddhist salute to Wu Yingxiong and said, "Poor monk Yulin, this little benefactor is so polite!"

Fat Toutuo pointed at Yulin and cursed: "Old bald donkey, get out of here!"

Yulin wasn't angry when Fat Toutuo scolded him, he just smiled and then looked at Wu Yingxiong.

Wu Yingxiong looked at Yulin's previous actions and realized that this old monk from Yulin was also an incredible master!

Wu Yingxiong stopped Fat Toutuo from continuing and said to Yulin, "Is Master Yulin planning to stop me?"

Master Yulin said: "Xingchi used to be rich all over the world, but after becoming a monk, his worldly ties have long been cut off. Why should the little benefactor be aggressive? There is no Shunzhi emperor in the world, there are only Xingchi!"

Wu Yingxiong said coldly: "It's so easy to break the mortal bond. Unfortunately, it can't be broken by shaving your hair and sitting in the temple for several years to meditate! Old monk, please get out of the way. I am here today."

I’ve already killed a lot of people, I don’t want to commit more murders!”

Master Yulin said: "Why must the donor take away Xing Chi?"

Gu Wu Yingxiong said calmly: "I didn't want to take him away. The 'Ten Days in Yangzhou', 'Three Jiading Massacres', 'Jiaxing Massacre', 'Kunshan Massacre' and so on, millions of Han people in Jiangnan were massacred by the Tatars.

Man, these millions of wronged souls need to be sacrificed with blood, but he cannot atone for their sins by reciting a few verses of scripture!"

Master Yulin recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" and then said: "Dynasties change, right and wrong, how can we blame one person for right and wrong, let alone when will retribution be repaid?"

Wu Yingxiong said coldly: "Don't you Buddhists often say, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' It's not in line with your Buddhist principles to let him go to hell to repay!"

Master Yulin suddenly chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

The door of another Zen room suddenly opened, and a figure flashed at the door. Two people came out of the door, bowed to Yulin with his hands clasped together, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and blocked the door of the Zen room. They were two monks in gray clothes.

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Seeing the sudden change, Wu Yingxiong was a little stunned. Then two more monks came out of the meditation room. Without saying a word, they sat down next to the two monks who came in earlier!

One pair after another, the monks came out of the meditation room and sat down at the door of the meditation room one after another!

Eight pairs of monks came out in a row, but no more monks came out of the Zen room. Wu Yingxiong thought that they should be gone, but two more figures flew past the courtyard wall. One of them was the old monk Chengguang. Chengguang and another monk fell.

After being admitted to the hospital, he bowed to Yulin and then sat cross-legged at the door of the meditation room!

At this time, the door of the small Zen room was densely packed with monks. Some of these monks were sixty or seventy years old, and some were only about thirty years old. They were tall or short, handsome or ugly, and some of them had protruding hair in their robes.

The thing seems to be carrying a weapon.

At this time, Cheng Guang already knew the whole story, and he felt regretful in his heart. He originally thought that Wu Yingxiong was the man's son who came to see his father. Who knew that the man was actually the real enemy, if he hadn't been hiding in the small temple?

Junior brother came to inform me that he is still kept in the dark!

Chengguang looked at the corpses of loudspeakers strewn about in the small temple, and was in a state of confusion. Although he had never touched these loudspeakers, he also knew that the martial arts of these loudspeakers was not low. Now all the lamas had been killed! What could he and others do?

Unable to stop Wu Yingxiong and others, Chengguang felt unsure!

Although Abbot Huicong of the Shaolin Temple asked Cheng Guang to pretend to know nothing, he never really cared about anything. He was tricked by the old monk of Yulin, and it was too late to quit and had no choice but to send the Eighteen Arhats to Qingliang Temple to protect him secretly.

Chen Jinnan looked at the monk who suddenly appeared, frowned, and whispered in Wu Yingxiong's ear: "The young prince is the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Temple!"

Wu Yingxiong nodded, smiled and said to Chengguang: "Old abbot, we meet again!"

The old monk Chengguang said with a bitter look on his face: "The poor monk who was deceived by the donor is so miserable!"

Wu Yingxiong rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't say anything, I didn't admit it, and I didn't lie to Master!"

The old monk Chengguang smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, please step back! We will definitely not let anything happen to Xing Chi!"

When something happened again, Wu Yingxiong felt a little annoyed. He bared his teeth and calculated the remaining capital in his hand. He only had five bullets left for the Desert Eagle and only two for Xingshen.

Thinking of this, Wu Yingxiong winked at Su Quan, Su Quan nodded slightly, took out the 'Diamond Sky Monkey' from his arms, lit it and let it go!

Master Yulin and the Eighteen Arhats watched Su Quan give the signal and did not stop him. They just guarded the door of the meditation room firmly.

Wu Yingxiong smiled and said to Chengguang: "So the Shaolin Temple has made up its mind to go against my Prince Pingxi Palace?"

Chengguang felt bitter after hearing this. It was all because of Yulin, the old bald man, who got the Shaolin Temple involved. Now the Shaolin Temple is the rat in the bellows suffering from both sides!

Cheng Guang and other eighteen Arhats just closed their eyes and muttered Buddhist scriptures without speaking. Wu Yingxiong said coldly: "In this case, when my army from Prince Pingxi's Palace arrives at Shaoshi Mountain, I want to see if the walls of this thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple can be repaired.

Can block the artillery fire from my Prince Pingxi Palace!"

Cheng Guang felt even more bitter in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes and said, "Why does the young prince have to make trouble for us outsiders?"

At this time, Emperor Hu De, who saw the signal, also led people to the small temple and surrounded the small temple. Emperor Hu De led a few people to Wu Yingxiong and saluted: "Little Prince!"
To be continued...