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Chapter 21 Shaolin
Towering Shaolin, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism!
Thousands of years have passed since Bodhidharma went east to the Central Plains.

Shaolin Temple, as the master of martial arts in the Jianghu, has always been respected by various sects!

No matter how arrogant and domineering a person is, they will become extremely honest when they come to Henan, and even the heads of various sects and sects will repeat this point when they teach their disciples.

It's just that everything is always an exception, this Shaolin Temple has been revered by the same people all year round, and there is an endless stream of incense believers in the temple, it is inevitable that the monks in the temple will feel a little more arrogant in their hearts.

Only this time, in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, there were two uninvited guests.

The two wear hats together, their whereabouts are mysterious, Shaolin Temple has been famous for a long time, in the past years there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming from south to north, naturally people from the rivers and lakes are also indispensable.

Regarding the outfits of the two, the Zhike monk standing outside the door responsible for greeting the guests was not surprised, but his eyes fell on the slightly slender figure behind him, and he stepped forward to persuade them.

"The benefactor, please stay still, Shaolin Temple is a pure place of Buddhism, it is inconvenient to entertain female guests!"

The monk who knew guests outside the mountain gate was out to greet guests all the year round, so he naturally recognized the identity of his daughter's family under the bamboo hat at this time.

"Where did such rules come from!"

Hearing this, the man under the bamboo hat snorted coldly.

"Amitabha, this is a pure place of Buddhism, I hope the donor will respect himself!"

Seeing the visitor's rude words, the Zhike monk who was in charge of greeting the guests put his palms together to persuade him.

It's just that his words seem to be polite, but in fact, his tone reveals a condescending attitude!

"What a pure place of Buddhism, but the rules will be changed from today on!"

The visitor sneered, and then walked forward slowly.

"donor……"

The Zhike monk wanted to stop him, but he only felt a figure in front of him flicker, and at the same time his whole body suddenly became immobile.

Seeing this scene, the slender figure following behind shook his head slightly.

Along the way, she has roughly understood her elder brother's character. He talks happily with people he likes, but he is unwilling to say a single word of kindness when he treats people he doesn't like. .

I don't know how this Shaolin Temple offended Brother Xu, and made him look down on him so much!

Seeing that Xu Ziyi's figure had gradually gone away, Cheng Lingsu, who was walking behind, had no choice but to follow quickly.

Of course, she knows Xu Ziyi's martial arts best!

However, I am afraid that two fists are no match for four hands, Shaolin Temple has been famous in the Jianghu for a long time, once brother Xu and the monks of Shaolin Temple cannot agree, it is inevitable to do it at that time!
Thinking of this, Cheng Lingsu was naturally worried.

As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos, and this is exactly what she is doing now!
After all, Shaolin Temple has a long-standing reputation in the world, and this time Brother Xu and her will inevitably fall into danger when they step into the hinterland of Shaolin Temple.

Brother Xu will definitely be surrounded by the monks of Shaolin Temple. Although her martial arts are low, she has the means to control the enemy.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lingsu inexplicably clenched the things he had prepared in his arms with his right hand.

The intrusion of Xu Ziyi's two people soon set off a huge wave in the Shaolin Temple. The two walked around the temple at will without the guidance of the monks of the temple, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the monks, so they stepped forward to stop them.

This obstruction will naturally inevitably lead to conflicts!

However, Xu Ziyi's martial arts skills are far beyond the imagination of these monks. In just a few breaths of time, dozens of Shaolin monks were defeated by him.

These people are not ordinary monks, but warrior monks who protect the temple. They have practiced martial arts in the temple all year round to hone their strength.

It's a pity that in front of Xu Ziyi, he couldn't even take a single move!
In less than half an hour, from the mountain gate to the main hall of Shaolin Temple, more than a hundred monks were defeated by Xu Ziyi.

"A daring lunatic, how dare he act presumptuously in Shaolin!"

Such movement and movement will naturally attract the masters in Shaolin Temple, and after hearing a loud shout, a short and fat monk in yellow monk clothes has appeared several feet away.

"Master Yuan Bei is here!"

The group of monks who were crying in pain on the ground all showed joy when they saw the person coming.

"Finally someone who can fight?"

Hearing this, Xu Ziyi couldn't help showing a little more interest in his eyes.

Seeing the group of monks crying in agony on the ground in front of him, Master Yuan Bei became angry from the heart, and instead of being polite to Xu Ziyi, he rushed directly to attack.

And he used his real kung fu with this move, and unexpectedly brought a fierce wind out of thin air, and rushed towards Xu Ziyi.

Facing Master Yuan Bei's palm, Xu Ziyi sneered, did not dodge, and then slapped backhand.

The two palms touched, Xu Ziyi's figure remained motionless, but Yuan Bei's face turned red, blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, he flew upside down like an arrow from a string, and fell directly on the muddy ground several feet away. The dog ate mud.

Seriously injured and humiliated, Yuan Bei's face turned red and he almost lost his breath.

"Junior Brother Yuan Bei!"

Fortunately, at this time, an old monk with white eyebrows appeared behind him. This person had a kind face, and he seemed to be not a hundred years old, but also 90 years old.

Seeing that Junior Brother Yuan Bei was injured, he quickly stretched out his hand to help him up himself, and at the same time, slowly transferred his true energy into Yuan Bei's body through his right palm.

But soon the white-browed old monk's complexion changed drastically, and at the same time, the right hand that was originally on Master Yuan Bei's body was withdrawn like lightning, as if he saw a poisonous scorpion and a beast!
It's a pity that it was still a step too late, his right palm had already become swollen, and his face had turned blue.

"Your Excellency is so ruthless, not only did you destroy my Junior Brother Yuan Bei's Ren Du Second Vein, but you even poisoned him!"

The white-browed old monk said this, and at the same time secretly practiced kung fu to suppress the poison in his body.

"Abbot!"

Seeing that the white-browed old monk told him that he was poisoned, a group of monks rushed over to protect him in case anyone came to attack him.

"The abbot has wronged me, because there is no need to use poison to deal with you people!"

Seeing that the white-browed old man was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xu Ziyi shook his head slightly.

It's not that he deliberately looked down on the old monk in front of him, but with his current martial arts, not to mention the so-called Shaolin, or the entire Jianghu, there is no one worthy of poisoning him.

As for the Yuan Bei monk who just dealt with him, Xu Ziyi didn't even use the Huagong Dafa, but he smeared a lot of poison on his palms.

The poison penetrated into Ren Du's second meridian along the acupoints on his right palm, which resulted in the destruction of his Ren Du's second meridian!

Even with the profound skill of the white-browed old monk, he still couldn't resist the residual poison in his body, and his face turned blue and he said, "I, Shaolin, have never had any grudges with outsiders. I don't know why I offended you. I hope you can tell me?"

He was originally the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Dazhi, but with his experience and knowledge, he still couldn't recognize the origin of Xu Ziyi's martial arts. He knew that the Shaolin catastrophe was just around the corner, so he asked Xu Ziyi why he came despite being poisoned.

Apart from him in Shaolin Temple, only Junior Brother Yuan Bei who is the head of the Bodhidharma Hall has the highest martial arts, but today, the two of them were defeated by one hand.

Knowing that the group of monks behind him can't do anything to the mysterious man in front of him, he can only use words to resolve this crisis!
"I have no grievances with Shaolin. I just came here today to ask for an old thing from back then!"

Seeing that the white-browed old monk in front of him had a 180-degree change in speech, Xu Ziyi said with a half-smile.

"I also hope that Your Excellency will inform you of the source of this object. If it is really related to Your Excellency, the old monk will decide to return this object to its original owner!"

Hearing that Xu Ziyi did not come to seek revenge this time, Zen Master Kuzhi was relieved and said quickly.

"Can the master really be the master?"

Hearing this, Xu Ziyi looked at the white-browed old monk in front of him with a half-smile.

"Although the benefactor speaks bluntly, the old monk is the host of Shaolin, even though he doesn't say a word, he can be regarded as keeping his word!"

Seeing that Xu Ziyi's tone softened, the white-browed old monk beside him spoke again.

"Well, I hope that Master can exchange the relics of Ding Chunqiu, the "Xingxiu Old Immortal" with me!"

Looking at the white-browed old monk in front of him, Xu Ziyi then made a request that surprised everyone.

(End of this chapter)