It only takes a few days to go from Shaolin to Wudang on a fast horse, but the monks go everywhere on two legs, so it is naturally much slower.
I had only been walking for half a day and had not yet completely left the boundaries of Shaolin. At noon that day, I suddenly saw a dozen merchants rushing towards me on the road ahead. When I saw a group of monks, they hurriedly approached me like they were grabbing straws when they were drowning.
He said: "Masters, there are Tatar soldiers in front of us, killing people and looting. It's better to turn around quickly. The Tatars don't care whether they are monks or not."
Abbot Kongwen asked in a deep voice: "How many thieves are there?"
A tall and thin man said: "The cavalry group of dozens of people is so fierce that they may be chasing us soon." After saying that, seeing that the monks had no intention of leaving, he quickly fled away, thinking about the monks.
Even if you don't leave, you can always stop the Tatars for a while.
Shaolin monks are usually reluctant to cause trouble, but now that they have encountered Yuan Bing committing evil acts, they must ignore it no matter what, otherwise Shaolin's reputation will be ruined.
"We can still deal with dozens of Yuan soldiers. Hurry up and see how many people you can save." Kong Wen gave the order, and the others naturally followed him and rushed forward.
Qin Changfeng was no exception, but he found that Huixu, who had been following him, looked a little strange, so he asked while running: "What's wrong with you?"
Huixu's face turned pale and his lips trembled as he said, "I remember there was a village in front of me, my home is there..."
Qin Changfeng sighed slightly when he heard this, patted his shoulder and said nothing more, but couldn't help but speed up his pace.
After walking for a mile, I heard screams in front of me. The three great monks and Qin Changfeng ran at the front. Suddenly, I saw a tragic image of hell on earth appearing before my eyes.
A small village was full of splattered blood and broken limbs. At the entrance of the village alone, there were seven or eight villagers with missing heads. A Yuan soldier dragged a young man with his hands tied behind his horse, and the war horse galloped.
The young man was dragged on the ground until he screamed and wailed. At this time, another Yuan soldier tied one of the young man's ankles with a lasso. He yelled and beat the horse and ran in the other direction. He actually wanted to follow the example of five horses and cut the body into pieces.
This boy was torn to pieces alive!
"How dare you, evildoer!"
Among the three great monks, Kong Kongxing was the most upright and staunch character. When he saw this scene, he was so angry that his eyes were splitting. He was like a Buddhist Vajra with angry eyes. He rushed over, picked up his Zen staff and struck it down with his staff, and killed the Yuan Bing who was dragging the young man with him.
After being knocked down, the Yuan Bing didn't even make a sound, he threw himself to the ground vomiting blood, and it seemed that he would not survive.
At this time, other Yuan soldiers also discovered this group of Shaolin monks, and immediately rode their horses and raised their swords to kill them. The monks fought with sticks, and the battle instantly became intense.
There are about fifty or sixty Yuan soldiers, a little more than the monks, and they have the advantage of war horses. However, there are obstacles everywhere in the village, and there is only one narrow path, which prevents them from gathering to launch a charge. Once caught in a melee, the Shaolin monks
You can show off your martial arts skills.
"Father, mother..." Huixu's heartbreaking cry came from not far away. He fell on the bodies of two villagers and burst into tears. Next to them were the corpses of a boy and a naked girl. Her face was
The wide-open eyes with tear stains seemed to refuse to close... Obviously these are Huixu's family members.
He was sent to Shaolin at the age of six. Although he never went down the mountain again, he saw his parents in the following years and naturally recognized their appearance.
"Amitabha", Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together and sighed sadly.
Just at this moment, a Yuan soldier raised his spear, sneaked up from behind and stabbed him in the vest.
"Young master, uncle, be careful!" A disciple of the Hui generation shouted in shock when he saw this scene.
But Qin Changfeng remained motionless, as if he didn't hear anything, and allowed the spear to stab him.
The spear went straight to the left side of Qin Changfeng's back. Once it hit, it would pierce his heart directly from behind. Yuan Bing's face had already begun to show a cruel smile, but the next moment his expression froze.
, only hearing a bang, he felt as if he was not stabbed on a person, but on an iron plate. The huge force of shock from the spear not only made him instantly let go of the spear,
, even half of the body was numb!
At this time, Qin Changfeng slowly turned around, looked at the Yuan Bing with an expressionless face and said calmly: "I have cultivated my mind for ten years since I went to Shaolin and I have not killed any living beings. Today I will break the precept for you."
After saying that, his right hand suddenly stretched out and pinched Yuan Bing's throat like a bolt of iron. No matter how hard the other party struggled, he could not break free at all.
Immediately, Qin Changfeng clasped his fingers, and with a pop, blood spurted out, and the Yuan Bing's throat was crushed by him and pulled out!
The Yuan soldiers roared and fell down with gurgling blood. Qin Changfeng threw away the minced meat in his hand. He held a Zen staff in his left hand and stood upright on his chest with one hand on his right hand. His body was stained with blood, but his appearance was solemn and he walked toward the court unhurriedly.
Another Yuan Bing walked over.
Five breaths later, this Yuan Bing also died. The death condition was different from the previous one, but even more miserable. His whole head was smashed into a rotten watermelon shape by Qin Changfeng's Zen staff, and his human form was completely invisible.
After more than ten breaths, the third Yuan Bing's buttocks and lower body were smashed to pieces by Qin Changfeng's staff, and his legs were severed. Only his upper body was left with his intestines leaking out, rolling around on the ground and wailing. He was going to suffer alive.
Because when Qin Changfeng saw him, he was raping a Han girl.
The fourth, the fifth, the sixth...
Within a few minutes, wherever Qin Changfeng went, the screams of the Yuan soldiers could be heard.
The magical power of Vajra Indestructibility not only gave Qin Changfeng unparalleled defensive power, but also greatly improved Qin Changfeng's hidden attributes, especially strength. Coupled with the basic boxing and kicking skills practiced in Shaolin Temple for many years, even now
In close combat, he is no weaker than ordinary martial arts masters, not to mention these Yuan soldiers who only have battlefield fighting skills, no one is his enemy at all.
In less than a quarter of an hour, almost all Yuan soldiers were killed.
At this time, Qin Changfeng unexpectedly saw a reminder on the military rank log.
"Tip: As a monk, you use thunderous means to kill soldiers and bandits, save weak people, trigger a one-in-10,000 chance, and start the title mission: Holy Walker. The current progress is 1%."
It's another title mission. Qin Changfeng can tell at a glance that this title is higher than that of Gangster Terminator, and the conditions for opening it are much more complicated. Correspondingly... the title strength after completion will most likely be much higher than that of Gangster Terminator.
Gangster Terminator.
While Qin Changfeng was deep in thought, the Shaolin monks looked around and saw corpses all over the ground, some from the Yuan soldiers, but most of them belonged to the villagers. The Shaolin monks also injured more than a dozen, and four of them died.
Disciples of this generation.
The battlefield was very brutal, but the most terrifying place was undoubtedly the place behind Qin Changfeng. Even the Shaolin monks couldn't help but frown at the miserable images of Yuan soldiers, unable to bear to look at them.
Finally, there were a few Yuan soldiers who lost their horses and had no time to escape. Seeing that the situation was not good, they came out of hiding and knelt down to a group of monks to beg for mercy. The Yuan soldiers who had been corroded by the colorful world of the Central Plains for more than fifty years were no longer
The invincible cavalry who followed Genghis Khan across the world.
Seeing their pleading, most of the monks showed unbearable expressions. Someone suggested: "Abbott, although they are evil people, they are still living people. Since they have given up resistance, why not punish them and get rid of their hands?"
After the hamstring injury, maybe we should escort them back to Shaolin to give them a chance to change their ways, right?"
At this time, several Yuan soldiers also cooperated with the irritating pleas. However, before they could speak, the expressionless Qin Changfeng came over, swung his Zen staff in the air and then slammed it down, knocking the three kneeling together.
The cervical vertebrae of each soldier's spine was smashed into pieces, and the three soldiers fell to the ground with a thud. Only their mouths could still speak, but no other part below the neck could move.
"This...this..." The monks were startled and looked at this sudden change in stunned silence.
"Kong Yu, even if they are extremely vicious people, they are still human beings. Why bother to torture them like this and use such cruel methods?" Abbot Kongwen came over and asked with a deep eyebrow, obviously disapproving of Qin Changfeng's actions.
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Qin Changfeng replied: "I dare to ask the abbot, senior brother, if junior brother is at fault?"
Kong Wen said: "That's right, I just feel that your behavior today is a bit abnormal. I heard from three uncles that you chose to practice the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art because it is mainly for defense. It can protect yourself without being damaged.
You know how to kill, and you have been in the temple for ten years, and you have always abided by the precepts. The masters and uncles all say that you are gentle and kind-hearted, but I don’t know why you are so violent today?"
Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion on his face, and said loudly: "Killing lives is to protect lives, and killing karma is not killing people. If the way of heaven is not upheld and the world perishes, my junior brother is willing to enter Shura with a holy heart and kill the karma of his sins!"
When he said this, his attention was on the military rank log. When he saw that the progress of the Saint Walker title task had increased by another 1%, his expression became even calmer.
However, other people did not know this. As soon as he finished speaking, whether it was Abbot Kong Wen, Kong Xing, Kong Zhi, or other monks, they all looked at him in horror at this moment, their mouths silent.
When these words came from Qin Changfeng's mouth, they brought an unparalleled impact to them. They seemed to see a demon Buddha who cultivated the demon body with the sacred heart being born at this moment...
"Amitabha!"
The three great monks were silent for a long time. They wanted to open their mouths several times to say something, but in the end they just clasped their hands together and sighed inexplicably.
PS: Some book friends pointed out that Shaolin's "body" magical power is to build strength and indestructibility. First of all, thank you book friends for pointing out the author's mistake. Secondly, the author's original plan was to regard Shaolin's Vajra Indestructibility and The World's No. 1 Vajra Indestructibility as the same.
The martial arts are in the same line, but the latter is stronger. In the future, Pig's Feet will also go to No. 1 in the world to complete the martial arts, so currently I think there is no need to change it. Book friends only need to know about this. Please forgive the author's laziness.
