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Chapter 36 The Sophisticated Little Monk

In the front yard of the palace, Shaolin monks have arrived.

When Sha Tongtian and the others saw this, they couldn't help but look bitter, "Even Shaolin, which has been closed for decades, came here. The relics of the Buddha Tathagata are really touching."

Sarcasm filled his face, full of indifference.

I'm afraid it's hard to avoid today's calamity, but he still shouted: "Do you want to come to Shaolin Temple to drain this muddy water?"

In Shaolin, Monk Du Zhen looked at Sha Tongtian calmly and said: "Amitabha, the donor has said it before. You have acted cruelly and helped Zhou to oppress the world, and have harmed countless people in the Han family. You have entered the devil's path, and this poor monk is here to save you!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Before Sha Tongtian could speak, Yang Kang, who came in a hurry, said in a cold voice: "There are no relics that you want in the palace. Please take them back, otherwise you will only die when my big and golden army comes."

The thousands of soldiers and horses guarding the city gate have been mobilized and quickly deployed to stop this group of Jianghu people.

"Donor Yang is wrong in what he said. The World Honored One's relic is the most precious treasure of our Buddhist sect, and it should belong to our Buddhist sect." Du Zhen shook his head. Those golden soldiers did not scare him.

How can one leave without relics?

However, Yang Kang angrily sneered: "The relics are precious and can connect to the innate world. You are just people whose minds have been deceived by the treasures. You said that you can become a Bodhisattva by purifying your six roots to worship the Buddha and having a pure heart and few desires. It turns out that it is just a lie."

If you can't even control your own greed, how can you talk about saving all sentient beings and saving them from fire and water?"

Yang Kang suddenly felt that the relief preached by the Shaolin monks was all bullshit. These people would not care about all living beings in the world, but would only care about their own interests and orthodoxy. Otherwise, how could they have closed the mountain for decades?

However, Monk Duzhen shook his head and explained: "Amitabha, what the donor said is true. The poor monk and others are disciples of Buddhism, and the relics were left by the World Honored One, so they should be kept by the World Honored One.

This is respecting the Buddha, not greed."

As a talented disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy, he has practiced the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra and has honed his Taoist heart since childhood. How could he be persuaded by Yang Kang's few words?

"What a sophist monk!"

Yang Kang was furious and said sternly: "Xiao Wang wanted to be a quiet little prince, but you bastards kept trying not to make things easier for me, so don't blame me for being ruthless.

Come, set up a military formation, and use heavy crossbows to suppress them!"

If you, Shaolin, are messing around, then I will kill them with thousands of troops and horses. Let’s see how you can stop them!

"yes!"

Countless golden soldiers came in and surrounded this group of Shaolin monks. Fifty stick monks plus the monks from Du Zhenyi Bodhidharma Academy faced the siege of thousands of golden soldiers, and eight people forcibly drove a heavy crossbow and arrow cart. Even if their martial arts were no longer

No matter how strong he is, he can't block a shot.

Sure enough, they saw that the heavy crossbow's strong arrows were aimed at them. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife. Bodhidharma's Heart Sutra is not invincible. Shaolin has seventy-two unique skills, but it is still no match for the heavy crossbow that uses the army's refined iron spear as arrows.

, this is a heavy crossbow and strong bow that can shoot directly for thousands of meters and can penetrate armor.

Monk Duzhen's face sank, and he couldn't help but said coldly: "Yang Kang, you are originally from my Han family, and you are a descendant of the Yang family, the famous general who resisted the Jin Dynasty. Why do you want to recognize a thief as your father? How can you have the face to meet your lieutenant with such behavior?

Ancestors?"

He was very puzzled as to what good thing the Jin prince had that made Yang Kang willing to bear the eternal infamy of acknowledging a thief as his father to stay. There was no blood relationship between the two.

"Don't be pretentious. When my family was ruined, I didn't see you Shaolin coming to my rescue. When the people in the world were in trouble, I didn't see you Shaolin. Only after the news about the bullshit relic spread, you monks who didn't give birth came here. Greedy

You have committed a crime, even if you think you are pure-hearted and have few desires, it will be difficult for you to succeed!" Yang Kang said coldly.

Because Bao Xiruo worshiped Buddha and Bodhisattva in the past, he knew a lot about Buddhist theories. Fifty-one Shaolin disciples were surrounded by 1,500 golden soldiers, and with the help of Sha Tongtian and others, there was no reason why they could not stop this group of Shaolin disciples.

Monk.

Hearing Yang Kang's sarcasm, Du Zhen's face burned. He felt that his old face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "How are you treating me?"

He has to be forced to go on a killing spree!

But Yang Kang said harshly: "Kill me, the heavy crossbows start shooting, the short bows make up for the leaks, Sha Tongtian, Hou Haitong and you two guard against these bald donkeys and dogs jumping over the wall!"

The only person who responded to Monk Duzhen was Yang Kang's trembling cold voice. If these fifty-one Shaolin disciples could be retained, the Zhao Palace would definitely become famous, and Yang Kang's reputation would definitely frighten the people of the Quanzhen Sect.

His cold eyes flashed with cold light, and he murmured, "Shaolin, it was you who bullied me too much first, I am just retaliating with tooth!"

The trembling voice was filled with coldness and murderous intent.

Monk Duzhen, who was trapped in the center of the courtyard, looked livid and said coldly: "Yang Kang, are you sure you want to be my enemy of Shaolin? You should know the heritage of my Shaolin, otherwise it will be impossible to inherit it for thousands of years!"

He was confident of escaping, but the fifty Shaolin stick monks around him might not be so lucky. Compared with Du Zhen, a genius disciple of Bodhidharma Academy, these fifty stick monks could only be regarded as ordinary.

It can't resist those carts of heavy crossbows, let alone those ordinary bows and arrows that check for deficiencies.

"kill!"

Monk Duzhen only answered this one word. Jin Bing, who was controlling the heavy crossbow, immediately aimed the heavy crossbow at Monk Duzhen and his party. Even though Duzhen was a genius disciple of Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy and had practiced the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra since he was a child, it was even more so.

Mastering the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin can be said to be a martial arts textbook in itself.

Seeing that the battle formation spear as thick as a baby's arm was specially used as a powerful crossbow bow and arrow, and was fired in the form of a chariot by eight powerful golden soldiers, even he did not dare to resist. As for saying

Can he avoid it? Seeing the heavy crossbows aimed at him from all directions, Monk Duzhen couldn't help but his face darkened.

"This bastard Yang Kang, does he really want to destroy our Shaolin Temple?" Seeing the decisive young prince Yang Kang, Monk Duzhen suddenly felt that even having seventy-two unique skills was not enough.

"Kill these golden soldiers!"

Du Zhen yelled and used Shaolin body skills to avoid the heavy crossbow. He couldn't do nothing, "What a powerful blockade. If someone else came here, wouldn't he be killed to pieces?"

Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly saw that the stick monk beside me couldn't avoid the heavy crossbow as thick as a baby's arm, and was directly pierced into a candied haws.

"Shaolin, let's all die."

Yang Kang murmured and sneered: "The Quanzhen Sect is not a good thing, and your Shaolin Temple is not a good thing either!"

"A reed crosses the river!"

"Pick your fingers!"

Monk Du Zhen obtained the Heart Sutra of Bodhidharma and practiced seventy-two stunts. This time, he must not disgrace Shaolin. The seventy-two stunts must be displayed. "These golden dogs are tired of living and dare to kill my Shaolin monks. They will go to hell."

!”

Seeing the fifty gray-robed stick monks around him fall unwillingly under the rain of arrows, Monk Duzhen was already furious. After dodging the wave of arrows, he shot towards Yang Kang not far away, Sha Tongtian and Hou.

Brother Haitong quickly stepped forward to fight!

boom!

Monk Du Zhen, who had returned without success, turned several shades of black. At this moment, Jiang Chi looked at a big python in a daze - should he take it or not?

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