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Chapter [-] Shaolin, but so

As soon as Beichen and his party walked to the entrance of Shaolin Temple, the little monk guarding the door widened his eyes in disbelief, rubbed it several times in a row, and finally said tremblingly, "Dare to ask the benefactor, but is Beichen Hero?"

Beichen already knew that his reputation shocked the world, but he didn't expect that in the ancestral courtyard of the Zen sect, he would scare the monk like this, and said with a soft laugh, "It's me, what is the little monk so afraid of?"

Seeing Beichen's confession, one of the monks immediately ran into the temple, while the other monk also saluted respectfully: "Dare to ask the hero, I was only shocked by the hero's bearing, and I lost my honor for a while, please also ask me. Don't blame the hero."

Beichen knew in his heart that this little monk was frightened by his own record, and it was all nonsense to talk about his bearing.

In the martial arts world, only real hard power can be respected by others.

Beichen didn't want to have the same knowledge as this little monk, and was about to enter the room when he suddenly heard the bell tolling in the Shaolin Temple, and many people were approaching in a hurry.

The little monk said with a smile on his face: "I heard that the hero is coming, and the abbot has brought a few masters and uncles to greet the hero. Please wait for a while."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuyan and the women behind Beichen were shocked. The people who could let the abbot of Shaolin Temple leave the temple to greet him had never been seen in martial arts before.

Bei Chen's expression didn't matter, but it was only for a moment, and it was harmless. 843

Sure enough, soon a group of old monks, like Beichen, came, and the leader was the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Master Xuanci.

Master Xuanci saw Beichen from a distance, and asked politely: "I don't know if the hero is coming, but I have never greeted him from afar, and I hope to forgive him."

Beichen said indifferently: "Those who don't know are not guilty, Master is more polite."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the old monks behind Xuanci suddenly changed color. According to the meaning of Beichen's words, if they knew about it and didn't welcome it, wouldn't it be a crime?

Xuanci's words were just words of humility, but who would have thought that Beichen would actually climb up the pole, such arrogant words, suddenly made the old monks look unhappy.

Xuanci's expression was also stunned, but as an abbot, the palace was much deeper, so he extended his hand and said, "The hero is here, the temple is full of brilliance, and the hero is invited to enter."

Beichen nodded lightly, and walked forward without hesitation. Wang Yuyan and the four daughters followed behind. The few old monks of the Xuanzi generation were about to speak to stop them, but Xuanci waved his sleeves and immediately fell silent.

When they came to the Daxiong Palace, Beichen and his party sat down with the people from the Shaolin Temple. Xuanci first asked, "I don't know if the hero (bafa) is here, what are you doing?"

Beichen glanced at it, with kind eyes and profound kindness, secretly thinking in his heart, this old monk now looks like a bodhisattva, but who would know that 30 years ago, outside Yanmen Pass, this old monk killed many people himself.

As soon as this thought passed, Bei Chen laughed softly: "There are two things going on here, one is that the Shaolin Temple has been famous for thousands of years, and I really want to see Shaolin martial arts, and the other is that a friend has been slandered by others. , I would like to ask Master Abbot to clarify for him."

As soon as Beichen's words came out, even Xuanci's face changed color. Although he had never seen Beichen's action in person, according to rumors, Beichen's martial arts can be said to be unfathomable, and no one in Shaolin Temple can match it. .

But if Beichen was frightened and conceded defeat, wouldn't it damage the prestige of Shaolin Temple for thousands of years?

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But if Beichen was frightened and conceded defeat, wouldn't it damage the prestige of Shaolin Temple for thousands of years?

Xuanci hesitated in her heart, thought for a moment, and temporarily changed the subject: "The hero wants to clear up his grievances for a friend. I don't know which friend he is, and what kind of grievances he is?"

Beichen said without hesitation: "This involves an old incident 30 years ago. There was an elder brother who took the lead, who did something wrong back then, and a tired baby lost a loved one. Now it is even more slandering, and he also asked the abbot, Come forward to clarify."

As soon as Xuanci heard the words "Big Brother", his whole body was shocked, he looked at Beichen in disbelief, and when he heard Beichen continue to speak, he became puzzled again and said: "The hero seems to be familiar with the events of the past, since he knows the truth. , this, how can this be clarified?"

Beichen smiled lightly, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, but Xuanci showed a look of surprise, apparently receiving Beichen's voice transmission.

Xuanci said hesitantly: "The theory of heroes seems to confuse black and white."

Beichen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said directly, "The idea of ​​black and white is based on human decisions. If I want it to be black, it will be black, and if I want it to be white, it will be white."

Xuanci heard that Beichen was so arrogant, and was about to speak, but saw Beichen indifferently said: "It's two things, but in fact it's just one thing, empty talk is useless, let's see the real chapter under your hand."

As soon as these words were said, all the old monks changed their faces, Xuanci finally put away that compassionate look, and said solemnly: "Since the hero insists on giving pointers, although Lao Na and others are shallow in martial arts, they are Shaolin's thousands of years old. The prestige cannot be compromised, but the heroes are strong in martial arts, and there is no one in this temple who is the opponent of the heroes, so there is Lao Na and the brothers who form the Arhat Formation to learn the hero's brilliant tricks."

As soon as Xuanci's voice fell, all the monks of the Xuanzi generation stood up at the same time, and when the pace of several people changed, they suddenly formed a large formation.

There was curiosity in Beichen's eyes, the people in Shaolin Temple were not too stupid, they actually knew how to deal with themselves with the formation method, Beichen smiled and said, "I heard about the fame of the Shaolin Arhat Formation, and it is said that this Arhat Formation is also called The Arhat subduing demon formation, I don't know that it may be able to subdue my demon today."

After speaking, Bei Chen stood up indifferently and raised his hand to strike a six-pulse sword. When he saw this fierce sword qi attacking, two old monks came out of the Arhat Great Formation to block it. Bei Chen tried several attacks, and he was already right in his heart. Arhat's great formation is clear in his chest. Although it is a bit miraculous, it is nothing more than that. Blocking his three successes is already its limit.

A cold light flashed in Beichen's eyes. He was going to discuss martial arts with the sweeping monk, but he didn't have much effort to spend here. Suddenly, when his skill was increased to [-]%, the Arhat formation couldn't resist.

When the first old monk was seriously injured by Beichen, Xuanci finally obeyed: "The hero's magic, the old man is convinced, Shaolin admits defeat, please let the hero stop."

Bei Chen's fingers didn't put down, and he said softly, "I don't know what I said to the abbot, the abbot can think about it."

Xuanci smiled wryly, and said sullenly, "Just like a hero, Lao Na then sue the world, and all the doubts about the life of the gang leader Qiao are pure slander."

Achieving his goal, Bei Chen finally slowly put down his fingers and said with a half-smile, "Master Abbot, Shaolin hasn't been defeated yet."

When they heard Beichen's words, several old monks were stunned. If it was Beichen just now, if they didn't stop in time, they would all be beaten and killed by Beichen.

Xuanci seemed to have thought of something, and asked in disbelief, "What do you mean by hero?"

Beichen turned his head slightly and looked in one direction. There was an aura there. The tigers and dragons were lurking there, and he said, "The meaning is very simple, there are still experts in Shaolin Temple.".

Chapter [-] Sweeping monk, dead

Although Xuanci couldn't believe it, he didn't know any other masters in Shaolin, but this was what Beichen said, so he couldn't believe it, and asked: "If you dare to ask who this master is, I will go there in person. Bye."

Beichen smiled indifferently and said, "There's no need to go, just invite him here."

After speaking, Bei Chen suddenly condensed into a sky-rushing aura, mixed with a strong fighting spirit, and rushed towards the hidden aura.

As soon as Beichen entered the temple, he noticed this aura. It was dense and long, as majestic and boundless as the sea, but it was calm and calm, and it didn't attract anyone's attention at all. Beichen knew that he must be a sweeper.

The other party also noticed him, but he did not show hostility, ~ just quietly observed.

At this moment, Beichen's challenge was so obvious, the floor sweeper finally couldn't sit still, and when he noticed that the breath was approaching rapidly, a smile appeared on Beichen's face.