Chapter 434: The abbot came with his army to kill him
But it's true. These monks, all practicing martial arts, are all strong and healthy people. They eat well and well, and naturally live much longer than ordinary people. If they really didn't return to secular life, then the temple would not be what it is now.
Looks like it.
There are now more than 400 monks in Shaomusi Temple, and there are less than 80 old monks. They are basically young monks. If none of them return to secular life, Shaomusi Temple will become a nursing home now...
However, the matter is definitely not as exaggerated as what the old bald thief said. According to the data he obtained, many of them are related households, and these monks have land in their families.
"Don't be careless with me. I have arranged for people to investigate your Shaomusi Temple for four years. Don't think I don't know the specific situation!"
The abbot's eyes widened instantly. Four years? Damn it, so I was targeted by you bastard before I provoked King Tang!!
It is absolutely not unfair to say that you are a demon king. If you are innocent and have no hatred, why are you staring at our Shaomusi Temple!?
"What are you looking at? I know all about your dirty things. I'm telling you, old bald thief, don't make yourself uncomfortable."
Wang Xuan didn't feel embarrassed at all being stared at by the old bald thief. Now that I'm here, you bunch of morons won't even think about having a good time!
"No, we really don't have that much money!" The old monk was also anxious. Indeed, the temple did not have that much money, and the expenses were really high. The food alone was not comparable to ordinary people. It didn't mean how much meat was eaten, mainly in ancient times.
It has less meat but a lot of oil. Otherwise, how would everyone be so fat?
"Okay, I don't have money, right? I'll search for it myself. If you hide it carefully enough and I don't find it, forget it!" After saying that, Wang Xuan raised his legs and walked out.
"No way!" the old abbot yelled and jumped over, grabbing Wang Xuan's arm tightly, "If this is the case, how can the whole temple go too far!"
Wang Xuan stood there and looked down at his arm, silently. The abbot also sensed something was wrong and quickly let go.
Raising his hand to dust his arms and sleeves, Wang Xuan didn't care at all about the abbot's dead-faced face, "The land you own is only 40,000 acres. Don't tell me that I can't support more than 400 of you."
Turning around, Wang Xuan took a step forward in front of the bald thief, lowered his head and looked at him, "Old bald donkey, don't be so shameless. You scream like a poor monk all day long. Every one of you is so blessed. You tell others all day long that you need something."
I want to save the world and save all sentient beings, but I have accumulated a lot of wealth. Occasionally, I use some of it to make porridge and feel that I can become a Buddha. I haven’t asked you to eat chaffy vegetables. If you don’t give me face,
Take it, I will destroy your six hundred years of hard work in Buddhism!"
"Remember, I am not the emperor, and I don't need to worry about the issue of governance. For me, if you don't obey, you will do it. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. If I slaughter you fat-headed monks, I can support you by turning around.
Get up a group of obedient people."
Wang Xuan stretched out his hand and slapped the old bald thief on the face. "As long as you kill all the disobedient ones, the rest will be obedient. I don't have much else in China.
There are just so many people!”
"Besides, you are right, no one jumps out of the cracks in the rocks. I don't believe that you have no family or son. As long as I work hard to check, I will definitely be able to find out. You! Understand!"
The old abbot's face turned red and black, and when Wang Xuan talked about his son, he turned pale again. His chest kept rising and falling, and there was a fire in his heart, as if it was about to explode at any time, but he was worried and had another attack.
No, I feel like I’m going to burn myself to death!
"Why, you don't accept it, you want me to die!" Wang Xuan chuckled, "Let's see if you have the strength!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nine-Yang Magic Skill, which was close to being completed, started to move in his body, and he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, only to hear the sound of "boom" and "click".
The abbot immediately showed a look of horror. The shock just now almost made him jump. When he looked down, he saw that a big hole had been made in the concrete floor under Wang Xuan's feet. The cement inside had been broken into small pieces, and cracks were cracked around it.
It is several meters long, and the cracks are very even. It is obvious that the internal force is controlled extremely well, allowing the power to radiate in a controlled manner.
This internal strength and control alone are not something he can achieve, but he himself is also an upper-level master among the first-class, and this Wang Xuan is so strong!!
He had never imagined that he had only heard that Wang Xuan had first-rate skills before, but he had never believed it. After all, Wang Xuan was only so old, and even if he started learning martial arts from his mother's womb, he would not be so powerful.
Could it be that this inner strength was brought from a previous life!?
I also practice Shaomu's unique skills, the highest level of internal strength, and after fifty years, I can't even compare to a man in his early 30s. Moreover, it is said that Wang Xuan failed to pass the examination in his early years and has never learned martial arts at all!
Could it be that he is really the reincarnation of Demon King Bo Xun!?
Wang Xuan's display was like a basin of cold water pouring on the abbot's bald head, which made him wake up instantly. The emperor in front of him was not one of those powerless emperors. Basically, all small tricks were useless.
To kill him, unless Shaomusi is willing to pay a huge price and risk extinction, there is no way to even think about it.
After all, even if you can't fight, you can still run and hide in the army, what should you do?
Wang Xuan stamped his feet, making too much noise, which immediately attracted the attention of the army. More than a hundred soldiers outside the door rushed in, shouting, "Your Majesty!"
Wang Xuan raised his hand and said: "It's okay, send the order, gather the team, 3,000 people, set off immediately."
The soldiers immediately walked out, only to hear the sound of drums. As soon as the drums ended, there were soldiers outside reporting, "My lord, the army has been assembled!"
This speed definitely did not exceed five minutes. The old abbot was not even surprised by this. He had been hit too many times in the past two days, and his nerves had completely thickened.
He reached out and patted the abbot's shoulder, "Old monk, let's go, come with me."
The abbot had no choice but to refuse to listen and was beaten again and again. He could only endure it. Following Wang Xuan, he came to the front of the army. Three thousand people formed a neat square formation. No matter from which angle,
They all appear to be in neat rows, and even a blind person can tell by smell that these are absolutely elite teachers.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, in Wang Xuan's opinion, he is just an ordinary guy, he has basically never seen blood, but in terms of training, he can really be said to be the best in the Ming Dynasty, not to mention the equipment and so on.
"Is a certain family's army majestic?" Wang Xuan spoke in a long tone, just like in a play.
Although the abbot wanted Wang Xuan to die immediately, including the army that was about to search their temple, it was best to die together, but he still had to force a smile to cooperate, which was too difficult for me.
"Really majestic."
Wang Xuan laughed so wildly that he came to a soldier, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the crossbow here."
Although the soldiers did not know what Wang Xuan wanted to do, they knew how to obey orders. The instructors had to talk about how much they had to eat every day. They ate rice from Wang Xuan's family, their family planted land from Wang's family, and they had to be loyal to Wang's family...
Furthermore, Wang Xuan really put his best efforts into the army. The best equipment, the best food, the highest wages, the best education... are worthy of everyone's loyalty.
As a result, Wang Xuan placed this crossbow in front of the abbot and said: "Look, half of our army is equipped with this kind of powerful crossbow. The key parts are all made of fine iron. It is extremely powerful. It uses a crank to wind it, which is labor-saving enough."
Then he took out another arrow and said, "Look at the arrow again. It's a fine iron triangular arrow with a blood groove and a barb. If you hit it, you'll be disabled at the least. Even if it's not a vital part, you'll bleed too much."
And died."
Wang Xuan looked at the abbot with a smile, "This crossbow arrow can break three layers of iron armor within 30 meters. If there are ten powerful crossbows aimed at it, the second rate will die. If there are hundreds of them, the first rate will not be able to escape. What do you think, is it good?
Things, whether you like them or not!”
The abbot's face was livid, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't even keep his awkward and stiff smile. This was Chi Guoguo's threat. More importantly, he was frightened. It didn't take more than a thousand of these powerful crossbows.
Then he can destroy his Nan Shaomu lineage.
Of course, it is actually impossible. After all, first-class masters can run away if they cannot be beaten. But when they reach the super-class level, these ordinary soldiers can't even see the opponent's figure clearly, so how can they aim!?
Even top-notch experts can only effectively hit the target by covering the target without running away.
But the problem, as the old saying goes, is that if a monk can escape, he cannot escape from the temple!
And they are the miserable monks!
"Mr. Wang, I, I, the temple really doesn't have that much money!!! Monks don't lie!" The abbot was about to collapse. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. When I miss you like a sea,...
"How many are there?" Wang Xuan's voice was cold and indifferent.
"I, I don't know either, I haven't counted them."
"Let's talk about it in the past!"
Wang Xuan made a decision and the army immediately set out. The abbot could only follow the army with a sad face.
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In front of the temple gate, a group of big, medium and small monks are still eagerly looking forward to the abbot's ability to use his impeccable tongue, which will sparkle like a lotus flower and cause the flowers to bloom and wither...
Of course, they may not have the intention to play idiom solitaire at this time, but the Chinese language is broad and profound. Although they don't think so, the ardent expectation is so continuous.
"With the abbot's ability, I will be able to convince the devil."
"For sure, the abbot's Dharma is profound and he will definitely be able to defeat the devil."
Yu Leyou heard a little bit of the whispers over there, and couldn't help but roll his eyes fiercely, laughing to himself, what kind of dishes are these... After drinking like this, the abbot almost died of anger yesterday, and this time he came to the door.
Hey, wish yourself luck.
Just when a group of monks were holding on to their expectations, they gradually felt the ground begin to tremble. Yu Leyou was so familiar with this vibration rhythm that he immediately became energetic and ordered his men to get out of the way to make room for the army behind them.
As soon as the five hundred men under his command dispersed, the monks at the gate of the temple saw a scene that horrified them. They were all stunned, with disbelief and fear in their eyes.
"The abbot led an army... and came to kill him!" I didn't know the little monk, so he was so frightened that he started talking nonsense.