The six monks did not rush forward immediately, but each stood in a position, took out a small blood pill and ate it to temporarily replenish their energy.
After the camel fell, it did not die immediately and kept roaring.
The monk brother rested for a moment, and suddenly his figure flashed, turning into a shadow, and passed by the camel's neck extremely quickly. The blue sword in his hand flashed, and cut a deep hole of more than three meters long on the camel's neck. of wounds.
The camel roared, kicked its hooves wildly, and tried to stand up. After all, it was exhausted and unable to stand.
The wound on the neck seemed to have severed the camel's fatal artery, and blood spurted out. A large amount of blood directly formed a blood stream on the grass.
After a while, the camel stopped moving and finally died.
The six monks took a long breath and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
The senior monk turned to look at Yang Xiao in the distance and said:
"Thank you to the donor for helping me just now. Where is the donor from? What's your surname?"
Yang Xiao smiled and said:
"I am from Shashi, my name is Yang Xiao, may I ask you, eminent monks?"
"We are disciples of the Songshan Shaolin Temple."
"Shaolin Temple?"
Yang Xiao was shocked. It was the holy land of martial arts that he had longed for before. In China, everyone knew about Shaolin Temple. Moreover, almost every teenager had a dream of a knight. In this dream of a knight, there would be more or less Shaolin, Wudang, The shadow of Emei.
When Yang Xiao was reading martial arts novels in junior high school, he once dreamed of one day going to Shaolin Wudang or Emei to learn martial arts, and then fight against invincible opponents in the world and become a generation of heroes.
After the end of the world, Yang Xiao never thought about whether the Shaolin Temple still existed in this world. He never thought that he would meet the monks of the Shaolin Temple in the desert today.
Perhaps the move that Yang Xiao used just now shocked these monks. The other monks looked at Yang Xiao with a bit of appreciation and admiration.
Brother Monk cupped his fists at Yang Xiao and said:
"Donor, you are also responsible for our hunting of this camel, and you should share a share of the spoils."
Yang Xiao came over on a flaming horse and said:
"It's just a little effort from me. It's all the result of the hard work of all the masters. How can I be embarrassed to share it with you?"
"Donor, please be humble. If you hadn't stopped the camel from escaping just now, we would have spent the whole day in vain."
Yang Xiao was startled and said:
"What, you have been chasing this camel all day?"
"Yes, this camel is a mutant monster with stronger genes than advanced ones. It has thick skin, high defense, and excellent endurance. What you see now is just its combat power when it is tired. It is very difficult for the six of us brothers to besiege it. of."
Yang Xiao asked:
"Have you asked the names of the eminent monks yet?"
"My name is Ben Yin, and these are my junior brothers. They are Ben Guo, Ben Xun and Ben Huan respectively."
Yang Xiao listened and said with a smile:
"Aren't the other two the ones who are happy? The cycle of karma and retribution is unsatisfactory, and aren't there still two masters missing?"
After hearing this, Ben laughed and said:
"Donor Yang is indeed a smart man. We do have eight brothers in total, but two of them unfortunately died while hunting monsters in the core area of the desert."
"ah!"
Yang Xiao was stunned. These Shaolin Temple monks actually went deep into the core area of the desert to hunt. Their genetic evolution must be very high.
"Donor Yang, let's first see what equipment this camel has exploded."
Yang Xiao nodded, and Ben Yin and others approached the camel body.
The camel carcass was like a hill, and there were several things shining with golden light on the ground near the camel's head.
Master Benguo moved his hands, and the golden object on the ground flew into his hands.
Yang Xiao immediately asked:
"Master Benguo has practiced mental power control techniques?"
Benguo looked at Yang Xiao, wondering what he was talking about.
Master Ben Yin on the side smiled and said:
"Donor Yang, Junior Brother Benguo is using the Tiger Claw Hand of my Shaolin Temple's Seventy-Two Special Skills. It is not a mental control technique."
"ah!"
Yang Xiao groaned, the Shaolin Temple's Kung Fu can actually retrieve objects from across the air. Could it be that times have reversed and he has entered Jin Yong's martial arts novels?
Ben Guo walked up to Ben Yin, handed over the things in his palms, and said:
"Brother, this camel exploded with a pair of wind-controlling boots, twenty gene balls, and a piece of armor."
Ben nodded and said to Yang Xiao:
"Donor Yang, you have merit in intercepting camels. Wind-controlling boots, genetic balls, or armor, you can choose any one."
Yang Xiao smiled and said:
"No need, the wind boots under my feet are good, and my pangolin's armor has high defense. I'll leave it to the masters for their own use. I want to know, how do you deal with the camel's body?"
"Amitabha, monks originally did not kill or eat meat. However, now is the end of the world, and we are forced to have no choice. Since the prohibition on killing has been broken, the commandment on eating meat no longer exists. We have been chasing it all day and night. I happen to be hungry and have a big meal. Donor Yang, please come with me."
Yang Xiao said:
"good."
So, six masters, Yang Xiao and Ben Yin, gathered around the camel and each took out their swords to cut the meat and eat it.
Yang Xiao cut off a large piece and threw it to Lieyan Ma, and then he and Ben Yin sat together, eating and chatting.
"Master Benyin, I have something to ask you."
"Donor Yang, please tell me."
"After the end of the world, will Shaolin Temple encounter any disasters?"
"Our Shaolin Temple, which is deep in the mountains, has not been able to escape the catastrophe of the apocalypse. Overnight, the temple collapsed, and countless masters and brothers died. In the end, only forty or fifty brothers survived."
"Ah, I see. What is your current level of genetic evolution?"
"Well, I'm ashamed, we are only advanced in primitive genes now."
"Original genetic advanced?"
"Well, what, is something wrong?"
"But, I saw that when you fought with the camel, you were extremely agile in leaping and dodging. Just having advanced primitive genes is no match for this camel." Yang Xiao expressed doubts.
Master Benguo on the side smiled and said:
"Donor Yang, please don't forget that we are disciples of Juvenile Temple, and we are all warrior monks. Since the genetic mutation, each of us has been completely transformed, whether it is the light kung fu we practiced before, or various boxing techniques, sword techniques, The power has increased more than ten times. Take my tiger claw skill as an example. It used to be able to break a brick or something like that, but now, it seems to be like a mechanical arm, sharp and powerful."
After Benguo finished speaking, he raised his right paw and grabbed the camel carcass in front of him. With a click, Benguo's right paw clawed out a deep bloody hole in the hard camel's back, and dug a deep bloody hole into the camel's back. Large chunks of meat were ripped off with the skin on.
However, Benguo's right paw did not touch the camel's body. It was at least 3 meters away from the body. How could such a powerful effect be achieved through the air?
Yang Xiao believed that he could do it with his bare hands, but it was absolutely impossible to kill him from three meters in the air. No wonder these primitive and advanced people could enter the core area of the desert to hunt monsters.
"You should also have soul skills and beast souls, right?"
Ben nodded and said:
"However, we later discovered that if we combine genetic evolution with Shaolin ancient martial arts practice, Shaolin Kung Fu can breathe new life."
