Master Kong Jing smiled coldly, looked at Wang Junyuan and said: "That's right, it seems that Monk Shi Lin has already handed over the "Celestial Silkworm Jue" to you. You practice hard day and night, eat the fast food of our Shaolin Temple, and live with us.
The house in Shaolin Temple is full of cheating and cheating."
Wang Junyuan gritted his teeth and said: "You little bald donkey, come here, my master, monk Shi Lin, and all his disciples will be blamed on you. You are the culprit who killed my master!"
More than three generations of elders in the Shaolin Temple rushed out one after another, pointed at Wang Junyuan who was standing there, gritted his teeth and said: "Little monk, you are really talking nonsense! The abbot of our Shaolin Temple who presides over the Kongjing Master is kind-hearted, but how can he do this?
Kill Monk Shilin!"
The heroes in the cave heard what the elders of Shaolin Temple said, and they all looked at Wang Junyuan attentively.
Wang Junyuan was so angry that his chest was heaving up and down. He clenched his teeth and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "You evil villain, I, Wang Junyuan, will definitely avenge my master and him today."
"No matter what you say, it doesn't matter. Anyway, my life must be given to me and I will stay here!"
As soon as these words came out, the elders of Shaolin Temple laughed heartily, and everyone seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
Master Kong Jing was the only one who remained calm, just clasping his hands together and standing quietly.
Probably only Master Kong Jing could tell how much "Celestial Canker Jue" Qi Wang Junyuan possessed, and only Master Kong Jing had such vision.
After the laughter of the heroes gradually subsided, Master Kong Jing smiled and asked in a deep voice: "My little master, Monk Shi Lin was killed by me. I would like to ask what happened to Monk Shi Lin."
Killed by me?"
Although Wang Junyuan's current martial arts cultivation level is already the best in the world, his age makes it a big deal.
Master Kongjing is already half buried in the earth. He is extremely scheming and has a cunning mouth that can make the dead appear alive.
Likewise, one can also describe the living as dead.
As expected, Wang Junyuan groaned for a moment and was finally speechless.
Seeing this, Master Xuanbei struck out from the air with a palm towards the white paper in the hands of an elder behind Master Kongjing.
There was a "whoosh" sound, and the white paper in the elder's hand was immediately burned to ashes by the fire.
Seeing this, everyone present was dumbfounded. They all held swords and pointed at Master Xuanbei.
"You...you..."
Everyone was speechless.
Master Kongjing's heart sank, and his expression suddenly darkened.
Master Xuanbei walked out from the crowd, stood next to Wang Junyuan, looked at Master Kong Jing and said in a deep voice: "My little friend is too young. Master Kong Jing is highly respected and cannot do anything.
Is it difficult for the children?"
As soon as these words came out, all the elders of Shaolin Temple were a little embarrassed.
But I heard Master Kongjing laugh coldly and say: "You are indeed not very old, but you possess peerless magical skills. The Qi of the "Celestial Silkworm Art" that he has practiced so much, let me ask, who else in the world can compare with it?"
superior?"
"Don't say that no one in the world can match him. Even if you had a fight with him, you might not have any chance of winning."
As soon as these words came out, the heroes in the cave immediately burst into surprise.
Everyone was quite shocked. No one dared to imagine that this young monk could be so powerful. It was truly unprecedented.