Once the demon sect moved, it was impossible to hide it from the behemoth of Shaolin. Soon, many masters of Shaolin turned around to protect the inheritance.
In the past history, Shaolin has not experienced disasters that almost wiped out its family. Thousands of years of wind and rain, many inheritances have been wiped out, and only Shaolin still exists.
This is partly due to Shaolin's "Gou" martial arts, which can allow Shaolin masters who should have lost their longevity to live for several decades longer.
Of course, in these decades, there is actually no difference between living like that and dying.
The second is to benefit from the purpose of Shaolin, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.
For thousands of years, many strong men have chosen to become monks in order to avoid disasters.
Even if you were once a heinous person and a person who committed murder with no regrets, once you enter Buddhism, your past deeds will disappear.
It’s not that there are no enemies of those people trying to reason with Shaolin. It’s just that the Buddha has forgiven them, but you don’t forgive them. Are you blaspheming against the Buddha?!
The monks in the Shaolin Temple are not vegetarians. Over time, Shaolin is still a white master. In front of the fist, those few black spots are subconsciously ignored.
This teaching of laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately has also allowed many martial arts from all over the world to flow into Shaolin, making Shaolin's martial arts more and more prosperous.
Otherwise, how could Shaolin have seventy-two unique skills?
Among the seventy-two unique skills, many are the unique skills practiced by those strong men who escaped into Buddhism and became monks when they were laymen. Later, they were passed down. After generations of Shaolin masters, they changed their appearance, added and subtracted them, and finally got the final result.
Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.
Although the Demonic Sect is powerful now and has the potential to overwhelm Shaolin, many monks in Shaolin are not too panicked. After all, Shaolin has experienced so many storms and there is no reason for it to perish this time.
Obviously, these monks have not realized the seriousness of the matter!
On a sunny day, the clouds and mists in the mountains and forests have dispersed. Looking from a distance, Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple, has continuous palaces and magnificent buildings. Every detail highlights the power of Shaolin.
The demon sect's men and horses surrounded many important roads of Shaolin early on, but the Shaolin Temple did not lose its position due to this incident. The Buddha's incense, chanting, and bells were still ringing as before.
Chu Ming was sitting in a soft sedan. The soft sedan was very large, even larger than an ordinary carriage. The sedan was covered with a white tiger skin, and the incense burner in the corner was filled with green smoke.
The people carrying the sedan chair were four demon men from the Heavenly Demon Hall. Each one of them was a master in the innate realm and could be considered a first-rate figure in the world.
But now they are carrying the sedan chair.
Chu Ming didn't know the names of these four demons, but they were undoubtedly very skilled in the way they carried the sedan. Not only was it very fast, but it was also very smooth, without even a trace of trembling.
The Shaolin Temple is built on the top of a mountain. These four demons carried the sedan chair and used their unparalleled lightness skills to fly directly on the top of the tree, cleanly and neatly.
Chu Ming was concentrating on martial arts in the sedan chair. God's will brought inspiration to his heart all the time, and martial arts scriptures flickered. Compared with two months ago, Chu Ming's mind was more transparent.
The light of wisdom is becoming more and more surging and pure.
"Whoever comes, stop!"
Just when the sedan chair was approaching the Shaolin Temple, a loud shout suddenly came from far away in the temple.
The speaker was obviously a great monk who had mastered the lion's roar. His skills were pure and his voice was filled with panic and divine power. He could easily kill a tiger.
"Bold monk, you dare to block the carriage of my leader. This is a capital crime!"
Liu Xi, who was clearing the way in front of the sedan, suddenly became extremely angry when he heard this. With a snap of his fingers, the water vapor in the air condensed into ice, and he hit the talking monk directly on the head.
The flying water droplets are mixed with Liu Xi's heavenly energy, which is extremely sharp and powerless. In the past, Dongfang Bubai could kill the world with an embroidery needle. Now, the water droplets that Liu Xi pops up are no better than
How much slower did the undefeated embroidery needle of the East become in the past?
In just a moment, before the great monk even reacted, the water droplets pierced his eyebrows, causing him to fall straight to the ground.
"Senior Brother Yuanjue!"
When the other monks next to the great monk saw this, their expressions changed greatly.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
At this moment, a Buddha's chant sounded in the distance, carrying a divine and holy meaning, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, which was thought-provoking.
"I wonder why the leader came here?!"
"I, the Shaolin Master, are willing to resolve the grudges from the past."
Following the sound, a great monk who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a moon-white monk's robe and a solemn appearance, came out.
The great monk's monastic name is Xuanci, and he is the current head of Shaolin Temple.
Facing the current demon sect, Xuanci relented. The so-called solution in his words was just a nice way of saying it. In fact, it was saying that Shaolin was willing to pay the price to resolve the previous grudges.
Whether it's treasures or martial arts, as long as it doesn't exceed a certain limit, Shaolin can give it away directly.
"Destroy the whole family!"
Chu Ming walked out of the sedan chair and looked at the continuous and magnificent Buddhist temple in front of him, which looked like a crouching dragon.
"Is this really what the leader wants?!"
Xuanci looked solemn when he heard this, but his heart sank to the bottom.
Although Chu Ming didn't speak much, Xuan Ci felt a sense of determination from it, a determination that could not be changed like the moon destroying the stars.
"Come out, you can try your best to stop me, otherwise after today, this frightened Buddha land will turn into scorched earth!"
Chu Ming's voice echoed in the mountains. There was no murderous intention in Chu Ming's voice, but only a serious meaning. But it was precisely because of this that it was even more terrifying.
And just as Chu Ming finished speaking, seventeen more monks, both young and old, came out of the Buddhist temple behind Monk Xuanci.
These seventeen monks were both strong and weak. The strongest one was an old monk whose body was withered like a mummy, whose spirit and energy had declined to the extreme, and whose body was full of decay. This old monk seemed to have crawled out of a grave.
Yes, but he is the strongest among the seventeen monks, and he is actually in the realm of heaven.
This old monk has a very high seniority, and probably not many people in the world know his name anymore. However, there are probably still many people who know his other nickname in today's world.
He is Huo Gong Tutuo!
He was once just a fire cook in the kitchen of the Shaolin Temple, but later he acquired the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu hidden in the Lankavatara Sutra, and developed a unique martial arts that directly mirrored that of Shaolin.
Later, he even challenged Zhang Sanfeng, who was once the best in the world and was almost broken, but was knocked off a cliff.
Many people thought he was dead, but in fact, he was found by the masters of the Shaolin Temple. That failure made him feel despair. Later, the masters of Shaolin used secret methods to inspire the Buddha's heart, wipe out the demonic nature, and truly escaped from then on.
Enter Buddhism and take refuge in my Buddha.
And among these seventeen monks, the weakest one is in the innate realm!
One Heavenly Dao, three great masters, and thirteen supreme innates. This lineup is already powerful enough.
Not only that, the auras of these seventeen monks are faintly integrated with Monk Xuanci, showing the trend of both prosperity and loss.