"Leave Huang Rong and leave here, otherwise, the poor monk will have to kill the demon with his own hands. No matter how powerful you are, you are still no match for my dozen Shaolin Temples in time and space."
The corners of Xuanci's mouth twitched angrily, the man in front of him spoke too much. He doesn't have the demeanor of a peerless master at all. He only picks out things that he doesn't want to face.
The surrounding monks were angry at Chu Feng's repeated provocations, so they quietly surrounded him and blocked all escape routes.
"It's impossible to hand Huang Rong over. It's okay to educate monks like you, poor Taoists."
Chu Feng stopped Huang Rong's shoulder-cutting and rushed into the crowd like a whirlwind. Wherever he went, all the standing monks were knocked away and screamed in agony.
Chu Feng did not become soft-hearted because of the large number of people. These monks roamed the world. They were no longer the harmless monks they once were. They probably had more blood on their hands than the executioners. In less than half a stick of incense, all the seven or eight thousand monks fell to the ground, most of them seriously injured, and a few of them died.
Chu Feng brought Huang Rong and Shi Shiran to the stunned Xuanci.
"Abbott, what do you think?"
"One man can form an army, and thousands of troops are difficult to defeat. How could a character like you appear in a low-level world like the Condor Shooting? This violates the rules set by the Lord God."
Xuanci came back to his senses and said with an ugly expression.
"What if?"
Chu Feng asked with a smile.
Xuanci was silent. In his memory, the superior God would not care about such trivial matters. But now he and tens of thousands of Shaolin Temple monks were facing life and death matters.
"A poor Taoist will preach here. This is not a place where you should stay. Leave on your own. Otherwise, the consequences will be serious."
Chu Feng took out a few simple reincarnation orders and left them on the ground casually.
The sound of metal falling to the ground was very crisp, and it woke up Xuanci, who was still speechless. When he saw the dark reincarnation token on the ground, he trembled first, and then his tall body slowly bent down, stretched out his long and thin arms, and trembled slightly. He held the token tightly in his hand, not even letting go of the dirt on the ground.
"Abbot Xuanci"
"Abbot Xuanci"
…
A dozen old monks behind him whispered Xuanci's name with concern.
Xuanci raised his head, looked back at everyone, and smiled apologetically.
"Everyone, Xuanci is incompetent, we are afraid that we will have to move again."
"Amitabha"
"Amitabha"
…
A group of old monks clasped their hands together and chanted the name of the Buddha.
From a very far away place, over 10,000 monks came. When they saw the seven or eight thousand monks who had fallen on the scene and the abbots who looked unresisting, they immediately understood that an invincible person had arrived.
Then he clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
That's what monks are good at. If they can't be beaten, they will accept their fate and kill people as they please. They have already seen through the world of mortals and don't care about life or death.
When Chu Feng saw the monk's reaction, he found it quite interesting. One thought turned him into a demon, and one thought became a Buddha. These monks, whose hands were stained with blood, looked a bit like monks when they didn't resist.
"Don't worry, Pindao has just told your abbot that if you leave on your own, Pindao will not pursue you."
Chu Feng's voice, this time blessed with martial arts, spread throughout the entire Shaolin Temple in a short period of time.
The monks breathed a sigh of relief. After all, people are not heartless creatures. At that moment, they don't really care.
Here, Xuanci recited the Buddha's name and said: "Taoist Master, after we return to the Palace of Samsara, we will use this world to pay off our debts. Soon, the Eight-Nation Allied Forces will take over this place. Of course, even if we don't do this, they will take over here."
"Eight-Nation Alliance"
When Chu Feng heard this proper noun, he looked strange. It was related to a bleak period in Chinese history. He is a Chinese, everyone knows it.
"Haha, in the Palace of Reincarnation, many people looked weird when they heard this word. It was only later that I learned that there is such a period of history in later generations. The Eight-Nation Alliance is actually the eight dynasties in Chinese history. They are in the shopkeeper When they started, they followed the shopkeeper. As the shopkeeper continued to grow stronger, they benefited a lot. Now they control many low-level and medium-level martial arts worlds. Their controllers are all emperors. They have long developed the habit of being exclusive and will never give up. This is what the poor monk said."
After Xuanci said this, he left with a gloomy expression.
Anyone who finally finds a place to stay will be kicked out before their butt is warm, and their mood will not be any better.
The monks in the distance left in twos and threes. The conversation between Chu Feng and Xuan Ci just now was not concealed, they all heard it.
Not long after, a young novice brought a dark jar with yellowing talisman paper on it, and there was a faint yin energy surrounding it. At first glance, it turned out that something evil was sealed inside.
Chu Feng reached out to take it and opened the lid. A burst of green smoke came out and formed into a shape ten steps away. It was Sadako who was dressed in white but had an average appearance.
"Thank you, Taoist priest"
Sadako, suspended in mid-air, performed a Japanese salute.
“As long as it’s okay”
Chu Feng smiled slightly when he saw that Sadako's Yin Qi was still intact.
The next day, tens of thousands of monks packed up all the supplies they brought to this world like ants moving, and left through the gate of time and space.
Chu Feng went there once and took a closer look, but he didn't go in. The water in the so-called Reincarnation Hall was too deep, so now was not the time to go.
The next day, there was not a single monk in the entire Shaolin Temple. More than a thousand indigenous monks who had been captured were also taken away by Shaolin Temple monks from more than a dozen worlds.
It can be said that in this world, the inheritance of Shaolin Temple is broken.
After the matter was settled, Chu Feng naturally called back the people who had dispersed as soon as possible.
In less than a day, Huang Yaoshi came back with Tian Boguang and Ruhua, but Wang Yuyan, Ah Xing and others still did not show up.
Chu Feng sent his men to look for him.
On this day, it was rainy and the sky was colorless. Chu Feng, dressed in clean Taoist robes, stood on the top of Shaoshi Mountain, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. For some reason, today, he vaguely felt that something was going to happen.
"Master, something happened in the Song Dynasty. Master, something happened in the Song Dynasty..."
An anxious voice was accompanied by the appearance of a rare handsome man, Tian Boguang, who had recovered from his injury.
"What happened in the Song Kingdom? What does the incident in the Song Kingdom have to do with Pindao?"
Chu Feng didn't turn his head and said calmly with his back turned.
Tian Boguang seemed to realize that his fuzzy appearance was affecting his image a bit. He quickly adjusted his clothes, raised his hands, arched them, and spoke in a slightly calmer tone.
"It's like this. I just met Ah Xing at the foot of the mountain. He used the formation to teleport everyone to Peach Blossom Island. I didn't expect that you, master, had already left. After seeing the message you left, he teleported everyone back. I didn't expect An operation error occurred and he was teleported to Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the entire Lin'an city was surrounded by armies from eight countries. The spiritual stone he brought was lost during the teleportation. Only a small part was left, which was only enough for him. People come to Shaoshi Mountain."
Chu Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little displeased.
"I have lost all the spiritual stones that Pindao gave me, so I don't dare to come to see him. I want you to come on my behalf, right?"
Tian Boguang nodded sarcastically.
