nine thousand years old

Chapter 273 Shaolin Eminent Monk (Third)

Weizhou City!
The pitch-black and majestic city wall stands between the sky and the earth, and countless Dongchang fans slowly walk out of the city gate like a beast with a giant mouth. Flying fish suits, embroidered spring knives, and awe-inspiring aura make the whole world look oppressive and awe-inspiring.

The dazzling sunlight shone down from the sky and the earth, and there was a trace of dust on the ground, as if it was billowing smoke. The black carriage representing Su Hanyun's frame was also slowly driving towards the southwest direction.

Today, five of the six sects have been destroyed, and the red cannons of the Guanlong garrison have also been sent to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and secretly surrounded the entire Shaoshi Mountain. Su Hanyun didn't need to wait any longer, and headed for Shaolin.

"Master, you drink tea."

In the spacious black carriage, Su Hanyun leaned on the soft couch, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Not long after, Bai Yingying approached with a soft and charming face, and handed him a cup of hot tea.

"Ok!"

Su Hanyun opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, glanced at Bai Yingying, with a faint smile on his face, then suddenly turned over, and pressed the latter on the soft couch.

"Overlord...outside..."

"Our family doesn't care!"

Before Bai Yingying could say anything, Su Hanyun had already untied the latter's clothes, and then pressed his body on top. Ever since the wonderful ray of true energy appeared in his body, he felt a long-lost feeling about this There is something about the marrow of food in the matter of men and women.

The carriage shook slightly, and there were bursts of suppressed, but still uncontrollable voices in the carriage. When the guards near the carriage heard this sound, there was a trace of weirdness on their faces, and they all turned towards the distant place. retreated some distance.

"Commander Qin, I found some old monks ahead."

Following this sound, the winding convoy continued forward. A thin figure with a little dust on his body flew over from a distance and appeared in front of Qin Yuting. solemnly said,

"Something weird!"

"Is it weird? Take me there to see!"

Qin Yuting turned his head and glanced at the carriage that was still shaking slightly, turned around and waved to Zheng Yunming. The latter understood what he meant, and hurried over with a dignified temper on his face,

"what happened?"

"There are a few old monks, some are weird!"

"I'll go take a look!"

"You protect the governor!"

Qin Yuting said in a low voice with a serious look on his face.

"be careful!"

Zheng Yunming waved his hand, and behind him came seven or eight black figures in strong attire, all of whom were not weak, and their eyes were hard to conceal.

"Follow Commander Qin."

"Yes!"

The several figures slightly cupped their hands towards Qin Yuting, their faces revealing unconcealable solemnity and respect, and said,
"But according to Commander Qin's orders."

"go!"

Qin Yuting thanked Zheng Yunming, swiped the black horsewhip towards the distance, and the seven or eight shadows followed behind him respectfully.

Herod!
After a while, Qin Yuting had left the convoy far away, and then eight old monks standing in the middle of the road appeared in his sight. The eight of them clasped their hands together and blocked the huge road. The eyes can't see emotion either.

Qin Yuting felt it carefully, and found that with his own strength, he could not detect the aura of these people at all. If he hadn't seen them here with his own eyes, he might not have noticed them.

"Master!"

Qin Yuting knew that the other party was a master, and also guessed that it must be from Shaolin Temple. He took a little deep breath and walked forward slowly. He raised his horsewhip and asked in a cold voice,
"Who is ahead?"

"Sign up!"

"Amitabha!"

An old monk raised his head slowly, his gaze swept across Qin Yuting's body, Qin Yuting felt a strong sword energy rushing towards him, piercing his eyes sorely, and the aura on his body seemed to stagnate.

His complexion suddenly changed. These eight people are stronger than he imagined!
"The poor monk is Shaolin Wuku, and I am waiting for the governor of the East Factory!"

"Please pass it on for me!"

I didn't see the old monk open his mouth, but there was an exceptionally deep and thunderous voice whizzing over. Qin Yuting and the seven or eight masters behind him felt pain in their eardrums, and the breath in their bodies was rolling. Rolled over on his back.

Their faces were pale, and they looked at these old monks, a little stunned.

"Master Wuku...he is the master Wuku from a hundred years ago..."

After a moment of stagnation, a man in black behind Qin Yuting suddenly screamed, and the people around him seemed to remember something when they heard this sentence, with an unconcealable shock on their faces, and there was still something to be done. The color of confidence.

"Who is that?"

Qin Yuting frowned, and asked with a serious expression on his face.

"Master Wuku!"

"He was a top master in Shaolin Temple 100 years ago. Before entering Shaolin Temple, he was a swordsman. His swordsmanship is unparalleled and he can break all laws in the world!"

"At the age of 30, you are already invincible all over the world!"

"Later, I was discouraged and went to Shaolin Temple to become a monk. I lived in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion and devoted myself to studying martial arts. I have never appeared in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years."

"And only in the past, when the founder of Shenjian Villa went to Shaolin Temple to learn swordsmanship, he made a move once. It is said that he defeated the extremely talented owner of Shenjian Villa without even showing his face!"

"The other party never entered the Shaolin Temple again in his lifetime!"

"It is said that this Master Wuku has discovered the way of heaven and is pursuing the legendary realm of immortality..."

After several masters finished speaking one after another, Qin Yuting's face showed an indescribable shock. He knew that the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in Shaolin Temple was the real Taishan Beidou in the Jianghu, but he didn't expect that such an unimaginable existence existed!

100 years ago, he was famous and invincible in the world, but what kind of existence is he now?
I'm afraid that he has really entered the realm of immortality, right?
"Go and inform the governor!"

After being in a daze for a moment, Qin Yuting finally came back to his senses, and he hurriedly ordered.

"Yes!"

A master hurriedly got on his horse and sprinted towards the direction he came from. A cloud of dust was raised on the ground. Qin Yuting took a deep breath and looked at the old monks.

The existence of the other party did not take him seriously at all, and he stood between the sky and the earth with his hands folded, like eight mountains, invincible and unshakable, the energy between the sky and the earth seemed to be cut off behind the eight people!
"I hope the governor can handle it..."

Qin Yuting muttered to himself.

And Qin Yuting waited for less than half a quarter of an hour, when there was a low and steady sound of horseshoes behind him, he turned his head and saw a black carriage slowly driving towards him, the driver on the carriage , has been driven away, and there are no guards around.

It can be seen from a distance that all the Dongchang fans are guarding tens of feet away, not daring to approach.

Whoa!
A moment later, the black carriage approached.

(End of this chapter)