Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 148

To be honest, the boss felt a little ashamed that he decided to attack this old monk who was sweeping the floor.

How old, what a thin old monk, look at the clothes, the patches are on top of each other, he must be very angry in Shaolin.

The boss really doesn't know if he can hold this person hostage. If Shaolin's other monks don't buy it, he will never hurt him. It's a big deal to see if he can escape.

Thinking in my heart, with the rapid movement of my feet, the old ambassador sent out a hungry tiger rushing for food, and went straight to the old monk a few meters away.

"The Nameless Elder!"

"Elder Beware!"

The other monks in Shaolin saw that the thief went to the Nameless Elder, Everyone yelled for Elder to be careful.

The abbot once instructed that Wuming's status in Shaolin is the same as that of the abbot. When Shaolin Disciple meets, he must perform the ceremony of Disciple.

Although everyone respects the nameless Elder, no one thinks that the nameless Elder Council is a martial arts, and the Elder never takes the initiative to talk to others. Everyday things are sweeping the floor and sleeping, so everyone once thought that Shaolin The one with the smallest ability should be the Nameless Elder, and I am afraid that even a literate monk can easily defeat him.

But that didn't stop the nameless identity. When the thief attacked Elder, the monk Shaolin panicked.

Especially Yichen and the others, they wanted to fly over to save Elder, but the distance was too far, and it was impossible to save him.

Elder is in trouble!

Hearing that Shaolin monks called this old monk Elder, the boss was overjoyed, as long as he catches Elder, he will be out of trouble!

The figure sped up a bit, and came to Wuming in an instant, the boss stretched out one palm and grabbed it towards Wuming's shoulder!

As for the boss who rushed over, Wuming seemed to be unaware, and was still slowly sweeping the floor there.

The boss's hand didn't make much effort and easily grabbed Wuming's shoulder.

As soon as he turned his body and came behind Wuming, the boss first said to Wuming: "Old monk, offended, don't move, I won't hurt you, I just want to get out of here!"

"It's okay, you catch yours, I'll sweep mine."

The unnamed answer surprised the boss, the old monk actually ignored him at all. Although he grabbed him, he didn't Still sweeping.

A kind of despised anger rose in the boss's heart, and I was so unworthy of attention!

Snatched the broom and threw it aside, the boss said to Wuming, "Don't sweep it, I'll be welcome again."

Then he said to Wuming again. The Shaolin monk who was about to rush over said: "No one is allowed to come! Whoever comes, I will crush your Elder's neck!" Don't dare to joke about the safety of the unknown Elder.

"The thief, let go of the Elder, we will let you go!"

Yichen spoke first, it is not a major event to catch this thief, but the Elder must not something.

"hmph, do you think I will believe your words, if I let him go, who can guarantee my safety!"

The boss doesn't take this trick, but uses He grabbed Wuming: "Old monk, come with me!"

The eldest's grab was so powerful that even a cow could be dragged by him, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he grabbed Wuming. In an instant, he felt as if he was pulling a mountain, not only did he not pull at all, but his arm almost broke due to the huge pulling force.

But this feeling is only in a flash for a short period of time, and it can almost be ignored. After that, Wuming staggered and was pulled over by the boss, staggering, making people look unbearable.

The monks around are full of grief and indignation. This thief treats Elder like this, it is really hateful!

Although it seems that the old monk was dragged over by him, the severe pain in the boss's arm clearly reminded him that everything just now was not a dream!

Why!

Why does this unreasonable situation occur?

Obviously the old monk was pulled over by himself, why did he feel that he couldn't pull it at all at the first time?

I heard that there is a kind of martial arts on the rivers and lakes, which is called the weight of a thousand jins. When a person stands on the spot, it is like a thousand jins. Could it be that this old monk knows this kung fu?

Forcing the pain in his arm and the doubts in his heart, the old monk general dragged himself in front of him, exerting force on his wrists, trying to twist the old monk's arm over so that he could control it more easily.

When he grabbed and twisted his wrist, the old monk's arm was twisted by him for more than half a circle.

Thinking that it must be under control, the boss suddenly felt his hand slip, and the old monk lowered his head and picked up his broom.

It's okay to pick a broom, but the old monk's hand was twisted behind him. How could he lower his head to pick a broom?

The boss rubbed his eyes in disbelief and took a closer look. That's right, the old monk's hand was indeed still in his own, but it was just a moment ago that it seemed to be detached for a moment.

Is it a hallucination? How can something caught suddenly leave and come back?

If this is true, then it is very likely that this old monk will know the legendary Bone Shrinking Art, his arms can be stretched and his joints can move in a very human-like manner.

There is always one thing that cannot be faked, that is, the old monk is indeed holding the broom he just threw down.

Looking at the broom in the old monk's hand, a chill slowly rose from the boss's heart.

This old monk is a little weird!

You can't pull it, twist it constantly, you think you're a candy stick stuck to the cow!

But the matter has come to this point, the boss must persevere. The Shaolin monks have surrounded themselves in the shape of a fan. If they want to escape, there is absolutely no way to escape. He has no choice but to hope for this. On the nameless Elder.

"The thief, let go of the Elder quickly!"

"Bold, don't let go of the Elder, this poor monk will definitely surpass you!"

Facing the questions from Shaolin monks, the boss panicked and said in a hoarse voice, "You monks let an eagle capture me here, what do you want to do to the uncle! Don't come here! I'll do it if you come again! Kill this old monk!"

After finishing speaking, the boss raised one palm and placed it on top of Wuming's head in order to threaten the other party.

"As long as I spit out Inner Strength! His head will turn into meat sauce, you guys should get out of the way!"

This time Yichen and the others are really scared, Slowly make way for a path.

At this moment, a loud noise came from outside the mountain gate, and another seventeen horse thieves rushed in together.

"big brother! Are you alright!"

"big brother, don't be afraid, we're here!"

Seeing the boss kidnapped an old monk , was retreating step by step, these horse thieves immediately surrounded him, and stood by the boss's side.

"hmph! A good group of horse thieves actually went to Shaolin to run wild. Sooner or later, you will be beautiful."

Yichen was a little angry. He was actually bullied by horse thieves and kidnapped Elder. If the abbot was here, he would definitely not let these people go.

As he was thinking, a silhouette suddenly flashed in the air, Huo Yuanzhen volleyed into the sky, and slowly fell in front of everyone.

"Abbot!"

All monks saluted in unison.

The boss's eyes were fixed on Huo Yuanzhen. This person is the person who can communicate with gods and Buddhas in the legend, and the person who made Divine Vestige many times.

Looking at its Lightweight Art, it seems that it has reached the status of Major Perfection. If this person makes a move, even though eighteen brothers gather together, I am afraid that they will not be able to take advantage of it.

"Amitabha, Wuming Elder, you have suffered."

Huo Yuanzhen recited a Buddha's name, then glanced at Wuming.

Wuming ignored him at all. Huo Yuanzhen was the only one who knew the details of Wuming at the scene. It was reasonable for others to say this, but from his mouth, it sounded like a deliberate molestation.

"Donors."

Huo Yuanzhen said to these horse thieves again: "This poor monk has nothing else to ask for, I just hope that after you leave Shaolin, don't hurt the nameless Elder. , he is just an old man who is dying, his arms and legs are too old to withstand collisions, as long as you let him back, this poor monk assures you in the name of the abbot that you will be responsible for everything you eat in the future.”

Now the eighteen riders of Zhongyue are starving and fainted. I heard that Shaolin can give them food, and their eyes are a little green. I can't wait to let go of the old monk now, and then stay and have a big meal.

The old grand competition is more savvy, knowing that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and said vigilantly: "many thanks, the abbot is kind, I'm afraid we let this monk go, if we come back again rashly , that is your trap."

"A monk doesn't lie, I am Shaolin Purdue all sentient beings, and there are many pilgrims and donors eating in my Shaolin every day, and the daily consumption of Zhaitang There are more than a dozen buckets of rice grain, and hundreds of catties of green vegetables and tofu, how can I lie to all the donors."

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, including the boss, the Zhongyue Shibaqi began to swallow in every throat. I spit, and my stomach growled disappointing.

The boss resisted the temptation: "No matter what you say, we still have to get out of here first!"

Faced with Shaolin's many experts, the boss felt unsafe and held hostage. Nameless, slowly backing away.

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head slowly, the boss is still determined, and it's hard to say if he can come to Shaolin for dinner later.

If they refuse to come again, then Huo Yuanzhen has only the last resort.

"Wait a minute, everyone."

Huo Yuanzhen said a few words to Huiwu, who immediately sent two Little Monks and found a bundle of hemp ropes.

"These ropes are used by my Shaolin to chop and tie firewood. After the donors leave, you can give these ropes to the nameless Elder, and let him get some dry wood back in the forest."

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After speaking, Huo Yuanzhen threw the rope and was caught by a horse thief.

"Okay, it's all gone, don't follow, don't look at it."

Huo Yuanzhen said to the monks around him, let everyone disperse, and took the lead. Going back, before leaving, he gave Wuming a sharp look.

An inexplicable throbbing in Wuming's heart, the little abbot was annoyed, and it seemed that he would not be able to explain it if he didn't act. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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