: Take over the house

Li Muchan used his body skills to his fullest, and flashed to more than 30 meters away. Concubine Xue felt dazzled and closed her eyes. When they opened it, they had already arrived at the foot of Kankong Temple.

She looked up and saw four monks in black surrounded by more than a dozen monks in gray. They were monks from Kankong Temple, all of whom looked bad.

Being bullied to ask for the relics of the ancestor is tantamount to digging the tomb of the ancestor. Even as monks, they still cannot resist the anger and murderous intention.

A burly monk in black stood up, with a arrogant expression on his face, silently speaking, and only fixed his eyes on Yuantong, and his provocation was obvious.

Yuantong, dull and peaceful, and polite, he turned his head and said, "Junior Brother Yuanrong, you can take action."

The young monk on his left nodded and took a step forward. He suddenly felt like a sword unsheathed, pouring out a thousand momentum, flooding the monks in the field.

The monks in gray all took a step back, but the four black monks remained proudly and sneered at him.

The young monk Yuanrong sneered and He Shixuan said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha..."

With a "buzz" sound, Dalu swayed in everyone's ears like a bronze bell. The monks in gray shaking, trembling with the Buddha's name. At the same time, they put their hands together and proclaimed: "Amitabha!"

More than a dozen monks emitted their dantian energy, and their energy was contained in it. The Buddha's name was deep and heavy, like the sound of thunder pressing towards Kankong Temple.

The sound of Buddha's chant echoes in the mountains and is constantly lingering.

Li Muchan's heart moved. This Kankong Temple really has some cultivation background. This Buddha's name shows some skills. With his current cultivation level, a Buddha's name can shake people's hearts. He has never used it and is considered useless.

It is only useful for people with weak will and shallow cultivation, but for those with profound cultivation and firm will, it is just an ordinary Buddha's name.

After everyone preached the Buddha's name, their temperament changed suddenly, their expressions were ashamed and solemn, and their original anger was relieved, and their hearts were like mountains and mountains, and they were still moving.

The four monks in black looked unchanged, but they just lowered their eyes slightly, took off the Buddhist beads on their left wrist, moved them a few times before opening their eyes again.

The monk in black sneered: "If you want to do it, do it. Why bother to do it? Come on!"

The young monk Yuanrong's expression became calmer, but his aura became stronger and stronger, and the cold air was filled with it, as if he was in the cold winter weather.

Seeing this, the monk in black took a step forward, pinched his fist into a strange shape, smashed it like a hammer, accompanied by an angry shout in his mouth.

The shouts were like thunder, and everyone's bodies trembled involuntarily.

Yuanrong slowly stretched out his right hand, his fingers were like swords, and he pointed at the other person's wrist.

The monk in black frowned and changed his move. Although the other party did not use a sword and only gestured with his fingers, he could feel the sharpness of his spirit one foot away, which was no different from the real sword.

He was secretly shocked, but he didn't expect that the other party was practicing sword energy, which was difficult to deal with. He had no advantage. The sword energy was the sharpest. He had a point to break the surface and was very powerful and had no choice but to face this.

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The monk in black shouted and smashed his fist again. Yuanrong pointed his fingers lightly, forcing him to change his moves. He couldn't use his strength and was very depressed.

After this, the monk in black was furious and suddenly shouted loudly, his fist "whimpered" and his fist approached the world, like a meteor passing by, and was extremely fast and incompetent.

With Yuanrong's wrist turned, he turned the sword into a hand knife, and slashed horizontally against his fist.

With a dull "bang", the round and smooth slid apart from the ground.

The monk in black was still moving, his eyes glared angrily, then he plucked his chest and let out a loud roar, and rushed over with big steps. The wooden ground trembled, and he rushed over like a black bear.

Yuanrong frowned, and his light fingers were like swords to point at the eyebrows of the monk in black, but he blocked it with his palm, and his other fist was like a hammer.

Yuanrong trembled and stagnated, but he couldn't avoid his fist. He was hit on his shoulder and was directly smashed to fly. Yuantong hurriedly floated into the air to catch him.

Yuantong looked down and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms to pour out a spiritual pill to take it. Yuanrong kept vomiting blood from his mouth, but he couldn't eat it.

The scene suddenly changed, and the monks could not react. When they woke up, they saw Yuanrong's body trembling slightly, and blood was gushing from their mouths, and they were almost out of their way.

"Master!" "Uncle Master!" "Uncle Master!"

The monks called out loudly, staring at Yuanrong with a nervous expression.

Another old monk stepped forward, stretched his palm and pressed it to Yuanrong Danzhong, and adjusted his body with internal force, trying to stop the blood and take medicine.

But when the internal force passes in, it is like water flowing into an empty bottle, with no support, Yuanmeng still spits blood, dyeing Yuanmeng all over his body.

The monk in black had great power, and this punch was strong. Although Yuanrong had a deep internal strength, he could not save his life. Seeing that his breath was gradually weakening, it was no longer possible.

Concubine Xue kept staring at her, and saw this and hurriedly pulled Li Muchan: "Li Feng, save people quickly!"

Li Muchan nodded, hugged her and appeared next to Yuantong, saying, "Master Yuantong, I understand the art of saving people, let me see."

Yuantong turned her head over, her expression was still dull, but her eyes were bright and bright: "Master Li?"

Concubine Xue angrily said, "Yuantong, please stop talking. I said Li Fengxing is enough. Don't delay it anymore, and you will harm your junior brother's life!"

Yuantong nodded slowly and sent Yuanrong to Li Muchan.

Li Muchan said: "Put it on the couch."

Yuantong hurriedly walked in, but a sudden shout came from behind: "Slow down!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at it, but the short and concise monk in black was sneering proudly.

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Yuantong slowly turned his head: "Your side won this game. Let's admit defeat. I will first place my junior brother and then compete for the second game."

The monk in black shook his head: "This is not possible. We are in a hurry and we can't wait for you to delay your efforts. If you want to compete now, you will give up if you don't compete!"

The monks were angry. This guy was so hateful. He didn’t have the mercy of a monk!

Li Muchan frowned and glanced at the four people, his face darkened. Concubine Xue pulled his sleeves, and her jade face showed a pleading look, obviously asking Li Muchan to take action.

If it were just a request from Concubine Xue, whether he would agree or not was right. He acted but based on his own judgment, others could not interfere. But seeing that the monk was so cruel, he had the intention of murder.

He squirted his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Get out!"

A strong wind suddenly surged from the ground, and four monks in black flew out and flew out of the corridor.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The four of them fell to the ground firmly.

When they fell from a height of ten feet, they were bound to fall into meat pie, but the four of them stood up staggeringly after they fell to the ground.

Li Muchan was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he turned around and said, "Let's go!"

Yuantong and another old monk looked at Li Muchan in surprise.

Concubine Xue clapped her hands: "It's so great, my eyes are finally clear. Why are you still procrastinating with Yuantong?"

Yuantong nodded quickly and walked in, thanking Li Muchan. Li Muchan smiled and shook his head without saying anything. He quickly entered the hall and turned to the right. There was a Zen room.

There is only one bed in the Zen room, and a big word "heart" is written on the north wall. There is nothing else but it is extremely concise.

Yuantong gently put Yuanrong down. Li Muchan stepped forward, raised his fingers and slowly fell down, like a heavy object. When he arrived on him, he suddenly became quick. He scored a quick point and left with a quick touch.

As soon as he stopped, the blood in Yuanrong's mouth stopped immediately, and he stepped back.

Yuantong hurriedly stepped forward and sent the pill to Yuanrong's mouth. This pill was extremely wonderful and melted when it entered the mouth. Yuantong breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he took this pill, he could save his life.

Yuantong explored Yuanmeng's meridians, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at Li Muchan.

He gave a deep tribute: "Master Li is really a magical technique!"

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Master, you have to be polite. Who are the four people?"

Yuantong shook his head: "I don't know, it depends on the situation. We are not from Nanli, but we are wearing black robes, but we look like monks from Dongchu."

Li Muchan said: "Why are they going to see Master Xuefeng's relics?"

Round passage: "There is a strange method in Dongchu that can take away relics for one's own use. It is very evil. Even in Dongchu, it is a forbidden method. I believe they will use this kind of method."

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Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "There is such a method?"

Round passage: "This is a method of skill. The relics are condensed by the spirit of essence, energy and spirit. It is tantamount to them, but they do not know that the essence, energy and spirit are pure and it is difficult to truly integrate into themselves. Even if they are integrated, there will be endless troubles and fall into the path of demons."

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and nodded: "If the master of the relics had a deep cultivation level during his lifetime and did not dare to use it if he did not have enough cultivation level, it would be a backlash, right?"

Circular passage: "It should be."

Li Muchan sighed: "Such a person is really terrible. He should be a public enemy of Buddhism."

"They dared not do anything in Dongchu, so they ran to us!" Concubine Xue frowned and snorted, saying with a calm face: "The guys from the Divine Feather Army are becoming more and more incompetent!"

The Divine Feather Army is the border defense force, the elite among the elite.

Yuantong shook his head and sighed, Li Muchan thought for a while: "What will the master do with them?"

"Just drive them away." Circular passage.

Li Muchan shook his head: "The master is a monk and is afraid of killing, but these people have fallen into the path of demons. Shouldn't they be eliminated and defended? Besides, if they don't kill them today, how many relics of the great monks and masters will suffer?"

"Amitabha..." Yuantong nodded slowly: "With one word awakening the dreamer, it's fine, and take their lives so that they will not commit sins again."

He turned his head and said, "Xu Ming, go."

"Yes, Master!" Xu Ming responded and turned around and walked out. Another old monk hurriedly followed.

Li Muchan said: "Their cultivation is not as good as Master Xuefeng, why dare to choose relics?... It seems that there is someone behind it."

Yuantong shook his head slowly: "Oh..., we are really ashamed of our teacher's teachings. Now we have not been able to learn a certain level of our teacher's ability, which leads to this disaster!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Master, why should you be modest? Just say Master Yuanrong. He has a deep cultivation level, but unfortunately he has too little experience in doing things, so he was injured in the accident."

Monk Yuanrong has profound internal strength and exquisite techniques, which is better than the monk in black. Unfortunately, he suddenly lost, which made Li Muchan shake his head.
To be continued...