This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 839

Fires broke out everywhere in Northern Shaolin, and the monks were in a mess. The enemy seemed to grow out of the ground out of thin air. Looking around, there were thieves in all directions.

Abbot Lingxu came out from the bamboo grove, the scene in front of him frowned, Monk Lingjing said nervously: "Abbot, all the brothers in the temple are missing, no one can stop these thieves"

Monk Lingjing was in a panic at the moment. He was tapped by Yuelifeng from the Xiaoyao Sect by the lotus pond. After he regained his freedom, the temple was already full of thieves.

But the terrible thing is that all the eminent monks of the Lingzi generation who were meditating in the temple have all disappeared. Monk Lingjing saw this group of foreign monks making trouble in the temple, and he was anxious in his eyes. , there is nothing you can do about it.

"It turned out that he was ready from the beginning"

Monk Lingxu didn't show any surprise on his face. He sighed softly and waved his hand. Under Monk Lingjing's shocked eyes, eminent monks of the Lingzi generation appeared from the bamboo forest one after another.

"This?!" Monk Lingjing stared at this scene dumbfounded. No wonder the temple had no power to resist the thieves' attack. It turned out that all the masters were in this bamboo forest.

All the eminent monks bowed together eleven times to Monk Lingxu, and then dispersed quickly, using lightness kung fu each, and rushed towards various war-torn places in the temple.

Monk Lingxu said Amitabha, and then told Monk Lingjing: "Junior Brother Lingjing, after you have repelled these thieves, lead a team to chase that demon girl back."

"Yes, I would like to follow the wishes of Brother Abbot." Although Monk Lingjing was full of doubts, he didn't ask at this time. He listened to Abbot Lingxu's order and hurried to help.

After Monk Lingjing left, the last remaining old monk in the bamboo forest also appeared, and he said to Abbot Lingxu: "It seems that you lost this round."

Abbot Lingxu had doubts about "Yuelifeng" today, and he also wanted to test it, so he gathered all the masters in the temple.

However, he didn't make up his mind in the end, wasting the opportunity in vain, and at the same time made Bei Shaolin's defense unprecedentedly empty.

Abbot Lingxu sighed and said: "It seems that that person had a relationship with those monks early in the morning. He thought it was us who lured you into the urn this time, but he never thought that the other party would also use his tricks."

The old monk said: "You didn't make a move, that's right. Since he was already prepared, I'm afraid that you and I have planned these calculations. If he did something just now, I'm afraid Shaolin will really be doomed."

Abbot Lingxu was silent for a long time, and he said in a deep voice: "What I said just now is not all false, Wudang handed over the Taoist order to cut off his arm, Shaolin is now standing out from the crowd, and is the leader in the Jianghu, it will definitely become a thorn in the eyes of those people, Taking a step back might as well be a method of preservation."

The old monk looked at the sky speechlessly. After a long time, he shook his head self-consciously, turned around and disappeared on the bamboo forest path.

Abbot Lingxu went back to the meditation room alone, and changed into clean clothes. Not long after, Monk Lingjing came to look for him. Judging from the other party's terrible expression, it is not difficult to guess that the loss of Northern Shaolin this time should not be small.

Monk Lingjing reported all the losses, and then said seriously: "Brother Abbot, I doubt that the Demon Suppressing Tower was breached in such a short period of time, and these monks can take away the demon girl so easily. "

Monk Lingjing hadn't finished speaking, there seemed to be hesitation in his eyes, Abbot Lingxu saw his embarrassment, and continued his words: "The meaning of my brother is to suspect that someone in the temple is cooperating with them."

Monk Lingjing was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Senior brother, the Demon Suppressing Tower is extremely difficult to break through from the outside, it has been perfected by generations of ancestors, even if no one is guarding it, the mechanism alone is enough to stop those who have ulterior motives. "

The Devil-Suppressing Tower is the place used by Northern Shaolin to detain criminals, but unlike ordinary prison cells, this tower does not exist above the ground, but extends underground.

The Demon Suppressing Tower has seven floors, with a depth of several tens of feet. Many famous demon madmen have been imprisoned in it. However, Northern Shaolin did not arrange many forces to guard this place. The reason is that there are countless organs in the seven-story deep tower. Enough to resist any external aggression.

These institutions were built by Northern Shaolin over hundreds of years, through dozens of generations, and with the joint efforts of countless predecessors. It is no exaggeration to say that they are unbreakable.

Abbot Lingxu also thought of this section. It doesn't matter if there is someone defending the Demon Suppressing Tower.

In order to break through such a powerful defense force in a short period of time, traitors are almost the only way.

Monk Lingjing, who personally went to the scene to check the situation of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, also proved the credibility of this argument, because the Demon-Suppressing Tower was not damaged in any way, and the only abnormality was that all the organs inside stopped working.

Monk Lingxu mused to Xiao Xu, looked up at Monk Lingjing and asked, "Brother, who do you think is the insider of the Demon Dao?"

Monk Lingjing fell to his knees with a plop, his eyes were firm, and he said righteously: "Brother Abbot, I think that there is no way such a crazy person can appear in Northern Shaolin."

Abbot Lingxu nodded. He agreed with what Monk Lingjing said. As the master of a temple, no one knew the situation of Northern Shaolin better than him.

As the abbot of this place, he believes that there will be no such unfaithful and unrighteous people under his rule, and even if there are, they will not escape his eyes.

No matter how elusive those monks are, they are also mortals of flesh and blood. They can't do it by flying through the wall to get things. .

There are many guests received by North Shaolin, but only one person lives in the back mountain of North Shaolin for several months on the grounds of waiting for friends.

Abbot Lingxu walked into the Demon Suppressing Tower, walked through all kinds of ineffective mechanism traps, and came to the mechanism center room on the bottom floor. Sure enough, there was a big hole about three feet wide on the stone gate leading here.

Monk Lingxu leaned down to check the damage of the stone gate. Although the stone gate is strong, a person with high martial arts skills can open gold and crack stones with only true energy, but the marks in front of him don't seem to be man-made.

He stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the big hole, and the viscous and irritating liquid fell between his fingers. A slight pain was felt, and Abbot Lingxu frowned. With the strength of his tempered body, he was actually scalded by this thing. up.

creak creak-

Just as Abbot Lingxu was concentrating on studying this strange liquid, suddenly two black shadows came from behind the big hole.

"Abbot, be careful!"

Monk Lingjing exclaimed, raised his hand and pushed out a golden palm print, blasting the black shadow and the half-damaged stone gate away.

Abbot Lingxu looked calm. He and Monk Lingjing stepped forward to inspect. Under the broken stone gate, the black shadow finally revealed its real body. It turned out to be two scorpions the size of a human head.

(End of this chapter)