On the calm sea, with petrels flying low, Chu Feng, dressed in black and white Taoist robes, stood tall on the bow of the boat with calm eyes.
Moving the perspective downwards, Chu Feng actually held a simple black token in his palm, with the word "order" revealed on it.
Under normal circumstances, things like tokens, especially those with unusual shapes, have great origins.
"Well, whether to go or not is a question worth pondering."
Chu Feng sighed softly and picked up the black token. There were three square characters "Reincarnation Order" written on it.
From these three words, we can see that it is related to the Palace of Reincarnation.
"When you destroyed the low-level martial arts group of team x9527, you got this token, but you never took it out. I thought you forgot."
The system's voice suddenly sounded.
Chu Feng was completely immune to this elusive system.
"This token can vaguely communicate with another dimension. I want to go over there and see what's going on there, but I'm worried that the sheep will fall into the tiger's mouth."
Chu Feng looked very confused.
"No, that's fine. I can barely guarantee your safety here. When you go to the Reincarnation Hall, it's like standing in the belly of the Lord God. I'm not sure I can bring you back safely. If you die, I can only choose another one." A host."
The system was immediately flushed with cold water, and the temperature was still very low.
Chu Feng showed a bitter smile. Of course he knew the danger of going here, but staying there and being beaten passively was not an option.
Not to mention the superior god, even the shop owner is not a good person. This has already happened twice, and I don’t know who it will be next time.
If this continues, how can we preach?
"Um"
A murmur sounded from the cabin behind.
Chu Feng flashed and appeared in the cabin. On the left and right mats separated by 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.
The one who murmured was Huang Rong. She moved her eyelashes first, and then her fingers.
"We have left Peach Blossom Island, and our next destination is Shaolin Temple."
Chu Feng knew Huang Rong was awake and explained softly.
Huang Rong opened her red and swollen eyes and looked at Chu Feng blankly, obviously she had not yet come out of the shadow of being buried.
Chu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Huang Yaoshi, who was still lying down. He was speechless. He was still playing the game of suicide at an old age, which made his daughter also commit suicide. The infatuation was too outrageous.
Well, Taoist Master Chu, who has never experienced this kind of thing, can't understand it at all.
"Shaolin Temple, I remember that senior naughty boy has already taken everyone there."
Huang Rong said numbly, as if she had just regained consciousness.
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, the ship reaches the coast.
Chu Feng held Huang Rong in his left hand and Huang Yaoshi in his right hand. At the peak speed of an innate-level expert, he headed towards the Lianghuai River. Whether it was a sparsely populated wilderness or a densely populated town, it was all passing by like a gust of wind.
As a result, many legends were left behind in the places where Chu Feng walked. Some said that the legendary Day Traveling God and Night Traveling God appeared that year and would benefit the world. Some said that there was a monster that year, and the monster naturally wanted to eat people, so many people did not dare to go out at night...
On this day, Chu Feng, who was traveling day and night, brought Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi to the sphere of influence of the Shaolin Temple. To be honest, if you hadn’t been to the Shaolin Temple in this world, you really wouldn’t know how wealthy the Shaolin Temple was. Within a radius of 700 miles, there were everywhere. The property of Shaolin Temple. Those lay disciples who manage the land are fatter and bigger than the others.
No wonder the Shaolin Temple was closed for a hundred years without even blinking an eye. People with emotions have the capital to be otakus collectively.
Compared with the poor Taoist temples with only a few rags along the road, the Shaolin Temple can be called the most powerful family in the martial arts world.
Of course, it will definitely be better if you go further west to Zhongnan Mountain, which is the sphere of influence of the Quanzhen Sect.
To be honest, the Quanzhen Sect is really good at choosing places, and they actually chose a place where celebrities like to live in seclusion and gain fame to establish their sect.
Having said that, when he came to the core sphere of influence of the Shaolin Temple, that is, within fifty miles of Shaoshi Mountain, Chu Feng heard bad news, saying that the number of monks in the Shaolin Temple had suddenly increased by more than ten times.
For safety reasons, Chu Feng did not directly use his spiritual consciousness to visit, and Zhou Botong and others who set off first were also nearby, so he would find them first.
…
At noon, the sun is burning like fire.
On the official road south of Shaoshi Mountain, an old carriage with a closed carriage was moving slowly forward. The elderly coachman was leaning on the carriage. Although his voice was smoking due to the heat, he was in very good spirits. The ground was waving its whip and shouting.
In the carriage, two passengers were half-lying on soft cushions, looking out through the slightly opened side windows. These two passengers turned out to be Tian Boguang and Ruhua.
"Damn Shaolin Temple, why are there so many monks?"
Tian Boguang tore open his clothes with grief and anger, revealing a huge palm print, which looked like the one left by the powerful Vajra Palm of Shaolin Temple.
"No one expected that this little-known Shaolin Temple would have tens of thousands of people and so many weird things. Even Sadako, who is a ghost creature, was suppressed by them."
Ruhua also tore off her clothes. Only a small part of the skin that was originally thicker than a man's chest hair was left, and most of it was scratched off, as if it was caused by some kind of ferocious beast.
Ta-ta-ta...a rapid sound of horse hooves came.
Tian Boguang quickly looked up. Two hundred steps away, forty or fifty monks in yellow clothes riding fine horses, holding Zen staffs, were chasing after them with murderous intent.
"The thieves from Shaolin Temple are chasing after them. There are dozens of them."
"Dozens of them. We are finished now. Master, where are you? Come and save your disciples. This place is completely a big pit. Master, you have tricked me to death."
Ruhua shouted sadly.
"Stop, stop..."
The loud roars and murderous looks of the monks in yellow frightened the old man driving the carriage, and he quickly stopped the carriage.
Forty or fifty yellow-robed monks riding fine horses immediately surrounded the carriage.
"You have nowhere to escape, come out"
The carriage opened with a bang, revealing two people lying down. It could be seen from Tian Boguang's raised right foot that he kicked the door open from the inside.
"It turns out that I can't move anymore, so I'll die."
One of the monks in yellow swung his Zen staff at him with a ferocious look on his face.
Bang, the monk in yellow flew out like a sandbag and hit a roadside tree more than 20 meters away, seriously injuring him.
"The Blessed Infinite Heavenly Lord, as a monk, how can he be so cruel."
On the top of the carriage stood a young man wearing black and white robes.
"He is a top player"
"Very fast, faster than a vampire"
"Are you a reincarnation?"
…
The other monks in yellow looked wary.
Chu Feng frowned, it was reincarnation again. There are quite a lot of reincarnations in this world.
"master"
"master"
Tian Boguang and Ruhua shouted with joy.
"What happened?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Master, it's like this..."
Tian Boguang explained in detail.
