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Chapter 72 The Terrible Shaolin Temple

On Songshan Mountain, in front of the main entrance of Shaolin Temple.

Today, it is not peaceful.

People from all walks of life arrived.

Beggar Clan, Xingxu, Murong, at a glance, there are masters all over the place, all the famous martial arts people in the Central Plains are here.

Today, an unsolved case that has troubled many people for thirty years was solved.

Today, Shaolin Temple has lost all face.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ye, led people to rob and kill Xiao Yuanshan thirty years ago.

Later, he broke the precepts and fell in love with Ye Erniang, one of the four evil people. Not only that, his son Xu Zhu, a former disciple of Shaolin Temple, also broke the precepts and broke into the family.

The hundred sticks in front of the Shaolin Temple not only hit the abbot Xuan Ye, but also hit the Shaolin Temple's century-old reputation.

At the same time, several leaders of the Shaolin Temple were defeated by the monk Jiumozhi, the beggar gang You Tanzhi, and the old Xingxu immortal Ding Chunqiu.

The right path in the world, the master of martial arts, lost completely on this day.

If an unknown old monk had not appeared at the last moment, I am afraid that from today on, the world would have a different view of Shaolin.

But even so, the centuries-old authentic Shaolin Temple has still become the laughing stock of the entire world.

This name will never go away for at least the next ten or twenty years.

His father decided to become a monk, Xiao Feng sighed, took A'Zhu, A'Zi, and his sworn brother Duan Yu to help Xu Zhu sort out his mother's affairs.

Murong Fu, who was also completely defeated, said goodbye to his father and prepared to leave with Wang Yuyan, Feng BoE and others.

As for the Beggar Clan, the leader of the Beggar Clan, You Tanzhi, became a disciple of Old Immortal Xingxu, but he was also completely slapped in the face. He looked at Xiao Feng in the distance, filled with regret.

In addition to the person involved, countless people on Shaolin Mountain are filled with words at this moment.

After leaving the mountain today, the world will probably be completely shocked, right?

Be it the Shaolin Temple, the Beggar Clan, the Xingxiu Sect, or Murong, they were basically all caught in one fell swoop. From then on, this group of people became a complete joke in this world.

....

Haha, hahaha!

Very suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded.

The sound was so loud that it swayed the soul. In an instant, everyone couldn't help but feel their blood surge, and they were so sad that they wanted to vomit blood. Everyone's expressions immediately changed.

Just laughter, just laughter, but it actually made them want to vomit blood???

Almost instantly, the faces of Xiao Feng and others, as well as Murong Bo and others, changed drastically.

Even the nameless divine monk showed a shocked expression at this moment. The power in this laughter was beyond imagination.

A top-notch expert?

Are there any top-notch masters in this arena today?

Could it be that that person from Kaifeng is here?

No, it's impossible.

Not to mention that the voices are different, the nature of the skills is also different.

Just when everyone was extremely shocked, the voice sounded again.

"Master, I, Xuan Kong, have returned to the mountain!"

"Master, that day has arrived!!"

"Master, wait a moment, wait a moment, Xuan Kong will leave in a moment and avenge you..."

Xuan Kong???

Generation Xuan???

Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes. There is an eminent monk named Xuan Kong in Shaolin Temple?

"Xuankong???"

At this moment, monk Xuan Xing, who was full of bitterness and inherited the position of abbot of Shaolin Temple and was handling the affairs of Shaolin Temple, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Others don’t know, but he doesn’t know?

The first genius of the Shaolin Temple in hundreds of years, he has successively mastered the Shaolin Temple's Arahant Magic and the Vajra Indestructible Magic. It can be said that he is the most talented person in the Xuan generation and the first of the "Eight Monks" of the Shaolin Temple!

Isn't he dead? And the old people of Tianzi generation?

Taking a breath, Xuan Xing couldn't help but raise his head and looked deep into the Shaolin Temple.

Although he is the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, any disciple of the Xuan generation of the Shaolin Temple knows that if it hadn't been for the tragedy that happened decades ago, they would definitely not be the ones calling the shots in the Shaolin Temple now.

It was the seven people headed by Xuan Cheng who had never come out since they came back that day. They had been staying there to practice hard.

If you don't become a first-class person, you will never leave the inner gate.

When Tian Jian abbot passed away, the oaths made by the seven members of Xuancheng, even if such a big event happened today, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple was forced to pass away, nothing happened.

"Amitabha!!!"

Almost at the same time as the sound fell, seven voices from Shaolin Temple sounded like seven thunders.

Boom!

With a loud noise, seven old monks flew into the air and landed in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple.

As soon as they put their hands together, the seven people exploded with a shocking force.

Seven are first-class, seven are superb.

Different from Xuan Ye and the others, the seven of them are undoubtedly top-notch, with terrifying strength that touches the threshold of the first-class.

In an instant, everyone on the Shaolin Temple mountain took a breath of cold air, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

Even Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, who were extremely powerful, couldn't help but change their expressions at this moment.

Seven, top-notch?

Even if the nameless divine monk is a top-notch person, he is not as shocked and terrifying as the appearance of these seven people.

Just when everyone was extremely shocked at the sudden appearance of seven top-notch beings in the Shaolin Temple, a figure came out of the air!

The steps are not heavy, but every step feels like he is in everyone's heart.

The majestic momentum and terrifying pressure, just for a moment, Songshan was silent.

Super class!!!

Moreover, unlike the nameless monk who has no bottom and cannot know how strong he is, the person who comes at this moment gives people a feeling of greatness and boundlessness. Just standing there makes people understand how strong he is.

As the man arrived, Xuan Cheng and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but tremble. Their mouths opened and closed repeatedly, but they couldn't spit out a single word, and tears couldn't stop flowing down their faces.

A long time, a long time.

"Xuan Kong!!!"

"Senior Brother Xuancheng, Senior Brother Xuanci, Senior Brother Xuanbei, Senior Brother Xuanji, Senior Brother Xuannan, Senior Brother Xuanku, and Senior Brother Xuandu."

A smile appeared on Li Su's face and she said: "Long time no see!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Xuan Kong!"

The seven people could no longer hold back and rushed forward, hugging Li Su tightly.

That year, they could only run away, cry, and watch their junior brother and master being killed.

That year, when they returned to the mountains, what awaited them was the death of Abbot Tianjian, and countless nightmares that kept them awake and unable to eat day and night.

It was also that year that they gave up everything, locked themselves in the master's door, practiced hard, practiced hard, and practiced hard again, just so that one day they could go out, find the murderer, and avenge their master and junior brother.

Looking at the eight monks of the Xuan generation standing in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple, at this moment, although they were crying sadly, all they felt in their hearts was the shock like a lightning strike.

Jiumozhi, who had always been proud, couldn't help but turn pale at this moment, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his mentality exploded.

That’s all for the nameless divine monk.

The eight in front of him, seven in monk's robes, each one gave him the feeling that they could beat him to death.

The one surrounded gave him a more terrifying feeling than the nameless monk.

grass!!!

Isn’t this a scam???

That bastard said that the Shaolin Temple is just a false name? There are two top-notch ones and seven top-notch ones. Can this lineup be put together by the martial arts community in the Central Plains today???


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