The wind was calm, and the sea swallows were flying low on the sea surface, Chu Feng, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, looked calm and stood on the bow of the ship.

Moving downward, Chu Feng actually held an ancient black token in his palm, with a word "Ling" exposed on it.

Generally speaking, things like tokens, especially those with extraordinary shapes, have a great background.

"Oh, whether to go or not is a question worth pondering."

Chu Feng sighed lightly and picked up the black token, which clearly stated three square words "Reincarnation Order".

From these three words, we can see that it is related to the Hall of Reincarnation.

"When you destroyed the low-martial group of the x9527 team, you got this token, but you didn't take it out. I thought you forgot."

The system sounded suddenly.

Chu Feng is completely immune to this elusive system.

"This token can vaguely communicate with another space. I want to go over and see what is going on there, but I am worried that the sheep will enter the tiger's mouth."

Chu Feng seemed very entangled.

"If you don't go, it's fine. I can barely guarantee your safety here. When you arrive at the Hall of Reincarnation, it's like standing in the belly of the Lord God. I'm not sure to bring you back safely. If you die, I can only choose another host."

The system directly slapped cold water, but the temperature was still very low.

Chu Feng smiled bitterly. Of course he knew the danger of going there, but staying there was no way to be beaten passively.

Not to mention the noble Lord God, even the shop owner is not a good person. This is already a group of two groups, and I don’t know who it is next time.

If this continues, how can the preaching preaches?

"Um"

A whisper sounded from the cabin behind.

Chu Feng flashed and appeared in the cabin. On the mats on both sides of the curtain, there was a person lying on each side. The one on the left was Huang Yaoshi and the one on the right was Huang Rong.

Huang Rong made a whisper. She moved her eyelashes first, then her fingers moved.

"We have left Taohua Island, and our next destination is Shaolin Temple."

Chu Feng knew that Huang Rong had woken up and explained softly.

Huang Rong opened her swollen eyes and stared at Chu Feng in a daze, obviously not coming out of the shadow of burial.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Huang Yaoshi who was still lying, feeling speechless. He was still having sex with love at such an old age, which made his daughter commit suicide. It was so infatuated.

Well, Master Chu, who has never experienced anything like love, cannot understand it at all.

"Shaolin Temple, I remember that the old naughty senior has taken everyone there."

Huang Rong said mutely, as if she had just returned to her soul.

Chu Feng simply stopped paying attention to the father and daughter who were hurt by family affection and moved to the bow of the boat.

Before sunset, ships arrive at the coast.

Chu Feng held Huang Rong in his left hand and Huang Yaoshi in his right hand. He advanced rapidly towards the direction of the two Huaihuai at the peak of the innate master's speed. Whether it was the wilderness with few pedestrians or densely populated towns, a gust of wind passed by.

So much so that there were many legends left behind where Chu Feng walked. Some said that the legendary Sun Travel God and Night Travel God appeared that year and would benefit the world. Some said that when there was a monster that year, the monsters naturally had to eat people, so many people did not dare to go out at night...

On this day, Chu Feng, who was rushing day and night, brought Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi to the sphere of influence of Shaolin Temple. To be honest, if you don’t come to Shaolin Temple in this world, you really don’t know how rich Shaolin Temple is. Within a radius of 700 miles, there are Shaolin Temple’s fields everywhere. Those lay disciples who manage the fields are fatter than the other.

No wonder Shaolin Temple was enshrined for a hundred years later, without blinking, and the love family has the capital to be a otakus collectively.

Compared to Taoist temples with only a few torn clothes along the road, Shaolin Temple can be regarded as the most wealthy family in the martial arts world.

Of course, if you go west further to Zhongnan Mountain, it will definitely be better, because it is the sphere of influence of Quanzhen Sect.

To be honest, Quanzhen Sect really knew where he chose a place where famous scholars like to live in seclusion and gain fame to establish a sect.

Having said that, when he came to the core sphere of influence of Shaolin Temple, that is, within fifty miles of Shaoshi Mountain, Chu Feng heard bad news that the number of monks in Shaolin Temple increased by more than ten times at once.

In view of safety, Chu Feng did not directly use his spiritual sense to visit him, and Zhou Botong and others who set out first were also nearby, so they found them first.

...

At noon, the sun burned like a fire.

On the official road south of Shaoshi Mountain, an old carriage with a closed carriage was slowly moving forward. The elderly coachman leaned against the carriage. Although his voice was so hot that he smoked, he was very energetic and waved his whip from time to time.

In the carriage, two passengers were lying half on soft cushions and were observing through the slightly opened side window. The two passengers were Tian Boguang and Ruhua.

"Damn Shaolin Temple, why are there so many monks?"

Tian Boguang pulled open his clothes in grief and anger, revealing a huge palm print, like the one left by the powerful Vajra palm of Shaolin Temple.

"No one expected that there were tens of thousands of people in this unfamous Shaolin Temple, and there were so many strange things. Even Sadako, who was a ghost, was suppressed by them."

Ruhua also pulled open her clothes. She originally had a thicker breast hair than a man, only a small part of her skin left, most of which were caught, like a result of some kind of beast.

Dada... A rush of horse hooves came.

Tian Boguang quickly looked up and two hundred steps away, forty or fifty monks in yellow wearing high-quality horses were chasing them with a murderous intent.

"The thief from Shaolin Temple is chasing you, there are dozens of them."

"Does, now we're done. Master, where are you? Come and save your disciple. This is a completely big pit. Master, you've been cheating me to death."

Ruhua shouted sadly.

"Stop, stop..."

The roars and murderous looks of the monks in yellow scared the old man who was driving and quickly stopped the carriage.

Forty or fifty monks in yellow dressed in yellow riding a top-quality horse immediately surrounded the carriage.

"You have nowhere to escape, come out."

The carriage opened with a thud, revealing two lying people. From Tian Boguang's right foot, he could see that the door was kicked open from inside.

"So, I can no longer move, die."

One of the monks in yellow waving their Zen sticks and smashed them over with a ferocious look on their face.

Bang, the monk in yellow flew out like a sandbag and smashed on the roadside tree more than 20 meters away, seriously injured.

"How can the Heavenly Lord of Fusheng Wuliang, as a monk, be so cruel?"

On the top of the carriage, a young man in a black and white Taoist robe stood.

"He's a top expert"

“It’s very fast, faster than a vampire”

"Are you a reincarnation?"

...

The other monks in yellow looked alert.

Chu Feng frowned. He was a reincarnator again. There were quite a few reincarnators in this world.

"master"

"master"

Tian Boguang and Ruhua shouted with joy.

"What the hell happened?"

Chu Feng asked.

"Master, that's it..."
Chapter completed!