Opening Sign to Shaolin Abbot

　　 In the temple, strolling in the courtyard, the gorgeous tiger that came out was a cold and proud monster king exuding a powerful and fierce beast breath.

　　What is the Demon King?

　　In the demon clan, anyone who rules a domain is called the demon king.

　　 The Demon King has a standard to measure, that is, he has condensed his own demon pill.

　　 It is equivalent to the fact that the Demon King possesses the same cultivation strength as the Golden Core Stage of a human warrior.

　　The old village master Ji Yuan, as the boss of Tianbei City, Wujian Villa, can also be regarded as a martial arts giant.

　　 There is a martial arts cultivation base during the foundation period.

　　 The base-building period has a distinctive feature, that is, the soul has been cultivated.

　　 So his perception is particularly keen, when this gorgeous tiger strolls out of the courtyard.

　　 His spirit shuddered.

　　 This gorgeous tiger is actually a powerful demon king with a demon pill!

　　 is equivalent to a strong man standing in front of the golden core period.

　　 Others were stunned.

　　 has a pale face.

　　If he is only in the innate realm, then he will never perceive the power and fear of this gorgeous tiger.

　　 By the way, he has already built the foundation and cultivated the soul.

　　 In front of the demon king who condensed the demon pill.

　　 can keenly perceive this kind of pressure that is so powerful that he trembles.

　　Squeak...

　　 Just when Ji Yuan's face was pale, and his heart trembled with horror.

　　 A snow-white figure flashed past, and the little ferret and wine jumped out of the monastery.

　　 rode directly on the back of the colorful tiger.

　　 The little spiritual expression was extremely vivid, and the little paw pointed at the nervous Jibuchi and was full of mockery.

　　The cold and proud eyes of the colorful tigers, a flash of contempt and a touch of disdain...

　　 "hiss..."

　　 Ji Yuan took a deep breath, his face was pale and a drop of cold sweat couldn't help but shed.

　　 swallowed dryly.

　　 My heart trembled.

　　 exclaimed in his heart, what kind of place is this Shaolin?

　　 My Tianbeicheng, why have I never heard of it before?

　　 This little ferret can jump on the back of the colorful tiger, the demon king who has gathered the demon pill, so casual and unscrupulous.

　　 It can be seen that this little ferret is also an unimaginable existence.

　　 With Ji Yuan’s knowledge, it is indeed impossible to see through.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 "Owner, please come in for a comment."

　　 At this moment, the profound heart with the handsome facial features and the style of a high monk came out.

　　 stood at the entrance of the lobby and said invitingly.

　　Squeak...

　　 The moment Xuanxin came out, Little Ferret immediately put away his mockery.

　　 stood straight on the back of the tiger.

　　 showed a very sensible and polite look, raised his little paw and slightly bent over towards Ji Yuan.

　　 It is full of enthusiasm, it is so harmless to humans and animals.

　　 is so petite and cute!

　　 And the colorful tiger, then put away his cold and arrogant air, suddenly turned into a simple and unpretentious big cat.

　　 Who am I?

　　 Where am I?

　　 I'm just a very ordinary cerebellum axe.

　　 "Yes, you don't have to be polite, abbot."

　　 Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ji Yuan was anxious in his heart, but he had never been so nervous before.

　　 immediately walked to Xuanxin respectfully.

"please."

　　 Xuan Xin raised his hand to invite, and then walked into the lobby first, and said to Ji Yuan, who was also following along, "Owner please sit down."

　　 After sitting down on the grand master's chair, Xuan Xin always maintained the manner and demeanor of a monk.

　　 Gozen just came in and has reported everything that happened under the mountain.

　　 Seeing the old village owner Ji Yuan, the respect and low posture shown at this moment.

　　Xuanxin is extremely satisfied.

　　 At the City Lord’s Mansion in Tianbei City, Xuan Xin encountered coldness and contempt.

　　 is now taking a breath, he already has a feeling of mastering the right to speak.

　　 "The abbot, before the old man, I was so scornful to you and Shaolin."

　　 "Please atone for it..."

　　 "Atonement..."

　　 fidgeting, with a look of anxiety, Ji Yuan was nervous at this moment even a little at a loss.

　　 There is no previous, that day, the tolerance and demeanor of the martial arts giant in the northern city.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 "The four major monks are empty."

　　 Xuanxin's forehead slightly, her face is unfathomable, and her tolerance and realm instantly rise to a level.

　　 This is the height at which you stand.

　　Squeak...

　　 At this moment, Xiaojiu rode a colorful tiger and walked to Ji Yuan with a tray.

　　 The little spiritual expression is full of enthusiasm to please.

　　 On this tray, there are two cups of fragrant tea that it has just brewed.

　　 "Ah...I am..."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Ji Yuan, the old owner, stood up in a panic and panicked.

　　Squeak...

　　 Then, Xiaojiu rode the colorful tiger again and handed the tea to Xuanxin.

　　 a respectful posture and a small spiritual expression full of flattering and flattering.

"Ok."

　　 Xuan Xin picked up the fragrant tea and glanced at Xiaojiu with satisfaction.

　　 This little guy is really sensible.

　　 At present, the abbot's temple is very satisfied with Xiaojiu taking care of Xuanxin.

　　 In the Abbot’s Monastery, the sanitation is cleanly cleaned, and the arrangements are in order, and this little wine will have an eye for things.

　　 is very sensible and knows etiquette, just ran out of etiquette to serve tea.

　　 made Xuan Xin feel extremely satisfied.

　　 I think there is face.

　　Squeak...

　　 was recognized and praised by Xuanxin, and Xiao Jiu's little spiritual expression beamed with joy.

　　 Harmless to humans and animals, incomparably innocent, what bad thoughts can a cute little wine have?

　　 can be honest.

　　 "I don't know what happened to the owner this time?"

　　 Xuan Xin took a sip of tea and asked faintly to Ji Yuan who was fidgeting.

　　 In fact, according to Gozen's previous report.

　　Xuanxin probably already understood what Shaolin was doing at Wujian Villa this time.

　　 "Abbot, the old man is coming to Shaolin this time..."

　　 The old owner Ji Yuan wiped his sweat. He had discussed with Guang Liang, the abbot of Wenshu Monastery.

　　The purpose of coming to Shaolin is actually to overwhelm the guests.

　　 Mingli Shaolin hosted the Zongmen Grand Competition, secretly there was no sword villa to supervise and control everything.

　　 But now, after Yamashita Satoru's violent punches, and the mockery of the little wine and the colorful tiger when he first entered the monastery~www.readwn.com~The old village owner Ji Yuan no longer has the slightest confidence in his heart.

　　 Naturally, I didn't dare to say what I thought before.

　　 can only be, a new set of rhetoric!

　　 "That's it."

　　 After hearing Ji Yuan's words, Xuan Xin nodded in satisfaction. Ji Yuan was talking about hosting the Zongmen Grand Competition.

　　The purpose of his coming to Shaolin is to help organize it.

What does that mean?

　　 No Sword Villa has paid and worked out Shaolin affairs.

　　 "Then there will be a boss."

　　There is such a good thing, of course Xuan Xin is satisfied, and immediately stands up and slightly salutes Ji Yuan.

　　 Spend your money, use your people, to do my Shaolin affairs, and you rushed to it.

　　 Where can I find this good thing?

　　噗......

　　 At this moment, the old village master Ji Yuan, the black-clothed and white-haired young man Ji Jian with a huge sword on his back.

　　 spouted a mouthful of blood.

The breath on 　　 suddenly became messy.

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 Lost in mind, thistle sword silly laughed.

　　 "Sword."

　　 My grandson's complexion was gloomy, and his body's breath was messy, and his mind was disturbed because of the collapse of Jianxin.

　　 turned out to be crazy in an instant.

　　The old owner Ji Yuan panicked.

　　 Anxious and worried, his grandson Jijian is the future of Wujian Villa!

"How to do?"

　　The old village master Ji Yuan, who is also Liushen Wuzhu at this time, turned his head and looked at Xuanxin in a panic, begging: "Master, please save my grandson!"

　　 He didn't want to see the hope of the future of Wujian Villa, the grandson he had painstakingly cultivated and had high hopes for.

　　 just like this...