I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 329
Outside Shaolin Temple, Yang Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at this thousand-year-old temple.

In the main world, Yang Sheng has never been to Shaolin Temple.

He felt that the temple was too commercialized and meaningless, so he might as well go to some remote Taoist temples and have a look.

The Shaolin Temple in the Great Zhou World can be said to be exceptionally majestic.

The golden roof and the red wall enveloped the entire Shaoshi mountain top, and the murmur of chanting scriptures from the temple resounded across the mountain.

Looking from the outside of the wall, you can see the towering and magnificent scene of the Daxiong Palace.

"The chief governor of Zhenwu Hall, Yang Sheng, has arrived!"

Fang Wuwo stepped forward and spoke loudly.

The gate of Shaolin Temple was slowly opened, and Fakong walked out with a group of Shaolin Temple disciples.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the Great Governor, but he doesn't know that the Great Governor is here, so what's your business?"

Fakong clasped his hands together and asked calmly.

Yang Sheng pointed at Fakong and said indifferently: "Great Monk, if you ask such a question, you are pretending to be confused. Why do I come here, don't you know?

Hand over all the exercises of your Shaolin Temple, and save me doing it. "

Fakong said in a deep voice: "Three years ago, the governor promised my Master Xuan Ji of Shaolin Temple that he would not come to trouble me in Shaolin Temple.

Now the governor has repented, what is the reason for this?
Could it be that the famous governor of Zhenwutang is such a perfidy? "

Yang Sheng laughed loudly and said, "Grand Monk, you are too naive, aren't you? Do you really think that such a big matter as rebellion can be skipped with just one word?

Besides, I promised at the beginning that I would not come to trouble you Shaolin Temple.

But this time, I am following His Majesty's order to investigate your Shaolin Temple rebellion.

Your Majesty wants to touch you, what can I, Yang Sheng, do as a subject?
So now there are two paths for you Shaolin Temple to choose.

Either hand over the exercises, and I will accept Shaolin Temple's favor and help you deal a few words in front of His Majesty, and this matter will be over like this.

Or, all of you Shaolin Temple will go to Zhao Prison to explain to His Majesty! "

As soon as Yang Sheng's words came out of his mouth, the complexions of Fakong and other Shaolin Temple people all turned dark in an instant.

This Yang Sheng is simply confusing black and white!
Who doesn't know that the current Yang Sheng is the number one official of the Great Zhou, and that the Great Zhou can still survive, all relying on Yang Sheng.

What does the little emperor in the capital know?Isn't it because you, Yang Sheng, say what you say?
What emperor wants to deal with Shaolin Temple, it is obviously you Yang Sheng who wants to deal with Shaolin Temple!
Fakong took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you must do something to my Shaolin Temple today, Commander. Do you want to drive my Shaolin Temple to a dead end?"

Yang Sheng shook his head, and said lightly: "Great monk, don't say such grievances, since your Shaolin Temple has joined the WTO, since you have stepped into this river and lake, then don't always say that my Buddha is merciful.

Whether you are really compassionate or hypocritical, you know for yourself.

Back then, temples of all sizes were blooming all over the world, why only you Shaolin Temple was left in the end, and your Shaolin Temple is getting stronger and stronger, you all know in your heart.

Since you wanted to intervene in the change of imperial power in the Great Zhou Dynasty three years ago, you must be mentally prepared for this.

After all, this kind of thing becomes promotion to the state religion and enjoys eternal glory.

Isn't it normal to be driven underground if you lose?

So today's exercise, are you going to hand it in, or not? "

Fakong took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry!"

Yang Cheng showed a sneer: "I don't know how to flatter you!"

As Yang Sheng's words fell, the soul-breaking gun in his hand had already emerged, and he went straight to Fakong!

If a sect of this level in Shaolin Temple has not been completely subdued, they will definitely not choose to submit.

These monks actually value force more than anyone else, and they are also used to using force to accomplish various things, just like when Shaolin Temple chose to help Zhang Xiren rebel.

It's the same with Yang Sheng's attack today, if he can't show the strength to completely frighten these monks, they won't give up.

Fakong let out a long sigh, clasped his hands together, and the bright and fiery Buddha light bloomed all over his body, turning into an arhat phantom behind him.

The majestic and condensed zhenqi can almost be ranked in the top two among the great Zhou warriors that Yang Sheng has seen.

Purely in terms of internal strength and qi, this Fakong is stronger than Luo Fei, but it is not as good as Dugu City.

But what Solitary City displays is no longer internal power, but close to the source of power.

Arhat Faxiang slapped down on Fakong's back, and that powerful force fell straight towards Yang Sheng as if the sky was pouring down.

The bright and blazing blood on the soul-breaking gun shot straight into the sky, and the body of the gun flew up and down one after another. After a few strokes, Fa Kongna Arhat Dharma Xiang's palm had already been torn apart by Yang Sheng.

But almost in an instant, eight arms suddenly appeared behind Fakong's Arhat Faxiang, and the eight arms blasted out together, and in an instant, the Buddha's light that filled the sky covered Yang Sheng in an instant!

Fang Wuwo and the others who were standing behind watching the battle all turned pale.

In their opinion, the power and influence caused by the battle between Yang Sheng and Fakong even surpassed the limit of warriors, and it was comparable to gods and Buddhas.

Especially now, just the power fluctuations from around have destroyed the open space in front of Shaolin Temple, and the entire land has been flattened by the power fluctuations.

Fang Wuwo secretly said in his heart that God Xuanyuangu died not wrongly.

The Xuanyuan family of Tianfeng Island has been overseas for a long time, they don't know what the current Jianghu looks like, and how terrifying the current martial arts is.

God Xuanyuan Gu thought that as long as he controlled the martial arts conference and became the leader of the martial arts, he would be able to command the world's martial arts and push himself to the same level as Taoism and Buddha.

But in fact, whether it is Xuanwei Daoist or Fakong, their strength has almost reached the limit of warriors, and the existence of this level is simply not something that the number of people can compete with.

So even if Xuanyuan Valley God really became the leader of the martial arts, he still has no way to stand shoulder to shoulder with Taoism and Buddhism.

Now that he died in Yang Sheng's hands, at least he died a worthy death. When he really became the leader of the martial arts and was defeated by others, that kind of psychological blow would be enough to break Xuanyuan Gushen.

At this time, Yang Sheng's whole body was shrouded in the boundless stellar qi Buddha light, his whole body was covered by it, and he couldn't even see his figure in it.

But at the next moment, among the countless Buddha lights, a ray of golden light even more dazzling than Fakong's Buddha light bloomed.

The prison-suppressing barrier opened up the defense, and at the same time the yin-ming barrier was also released. The two forces merged into one, and the black-golden light directly completely melted Fakong's internal energy.

"Great monk, it's useless, you should be able to just touch a little bit of the ultimate power of martial arts, but you still can't fully understand it.

This kind of power cannot be shaken by the warrior's internal strength, and the level of power is different. How do you fight? "

Yang Sheng stepped forward step by step, with a prison-suppressing barrier and a yin-ming barrier to protect his body, this level of aura could not help him at all.

There are countless power inheritances in the reincarnation of the heavens, but the strongest is always recognized as the priesthood inheritance.

Therefore, the power of priesthood inheritance is almost unsolvable, and it can have an advantage in a confrontation with any power.

The sharp edge of Yang Sheng's broken soul gun was shining, blessed with the power of the golden body, the bloody aura soared into the sky, the gun swept across, the ghost roared, and in an instant, Fakong Na Luohan Dharma was completely torn apart!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fakong took a step back.

The next moment, the soul-severing gun with the power of the cold and dark has come to Fakong, and the sharpness of the spear tip has even been reflected in Fakong's eyes.

With a stern shout, the Zen stick in Fakong's hand suddenly fell down with astonishing force, and the golden light burst out.

At the same time, the golden light bloomed all over Fakong, and under the blessing of the immortal golden color of Shaolin Temple, Fakong's power was also raised to the extreme.

Shaolin Temple was originally famous for body training exercises. As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Fa Kong naturally put a lot of effort into this point, and his melee combat strength is also extremely powerful.

In his hand, the Zen stick was flying up and down, with great power and unparalleled power. He used a set of dragon-subduing battle techniques, which was almost perfect without any loopholes.

It's a pity that this perfection is only equivalent to an opponent of the same level.

Under Yang Sheng's absolute power, Fakong's Zen staff was riddled with holes.

There was a flash of blood on the broken soul gun in Yang Sheng's hand, and the sharp blood shadow suddenly erupted. The killing force blasted along the gun body into the Zen staff in Fakong's hand in a blink of an eye, and the Zen staff shattered in an instant.

This is not over yet, the power of killing Jue seeped into Fakong's body along the Zen stick, and a strange feeling of flesh and blood peeling off instantly came.

Fakong almost watched the golden body of his hands being torn apart, the flesh and blood began to crack, and a large stream of blood gushed out.

Fakong made a decisive decision, golden lights bloomed on his arms, and the whole body's qi gathered in his arms to resist the power of killing.

But his own strength suddenly weakened, and Yang Sheng directly pierced his abdomen with a gun, and was thrown away.

"Abbot!"

A group of Shaolin disciples suddenly exclaimed.

In the next moment, more than ten gray-clothed old monks rushed out from Shaolin Temple at the same time, and set up a formation to attack Yang Sheng.

"The heritage of Shaolin Temple is really great."

Yang Sheng could tell that each of these old monks was eighty or ninety years old, and quite a few of them were even over a hundred years old.

Although some people have even begun to reveal a kind of twilight, they still have strength. Even if their vitality declines, they can still burst out some of the strength of their peak years.

"These old monks in Shaolin Temple don't talk about martial arts ethics, and they want to besiege the governor, let's go together!"

Seeing Yang Sheng being besieged, Song Zhongji yelled and called on everyone to fight together.

But Yang Sheng shook his head and said, "Continue to besiege Shaolin Temple, there is no need to take action."

Although these old monks seem to be decayed, as if they are about to die of old age, once they burst out with all their strength, it is really impossible for Yin Wuxie and others to stop them.

So it's better to let them do it and watch from the sidelines, Yang Sheng himself has the strength to deal with them all.

(End of this chapter)