Opening Sign to Shaolin Abbot

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The abbot of Wenshu Monastery Guangliang, Hengdaozong An Ruyun, the old village owner Ji Yuan of Wujian Villa, and Nangong Patriarch Nangong Wentian.

There are also city lord Jin Mofu, including Dingxi General Wu Anjun.

These giants in the northern city are thinking of how to protect themselves in this crisis.

Some are for self-preservation of the sect, some are for inheritance and self-preservation, and some are for personal career or life self-preservation.

Or protect yourself for your own safety.

What Wu Anjun thought was that the high-ranking monks of the Wenshu Monastery stayed behind and gave the people time to evacuate until the imperial court reinforcements arrived.

It is completely from my own point of view, considering my future prospects.

And what the Abbot Guangliang of Wenshu Monastery thought was to keep the strength and leave directly to leave this mess to the imperial court.

As for the life and death of the people in the city.

It was simply ignored by Guangliang.

Obviously, for Guang Liang, the inheritance of the sect is still more important than the life and death of the people in the city.

It's really time for Zongmen to live and die.

Obviously, this Taoist monk is not so selfless and compassionate for the people of the world for the life of the world.

Guang Liang, the abbot of Wenshu Monastery, directly carried Shaolin out.

In a way of flattering.

Shaolin is the first of the Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance, and Shaolin is the leader of the Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance.

A vociferous claim to respect Shaolin.

Coupled with Nangong family and Heng Daozong's echo.

Attempt to carry Shaolin out, and then escaped by himself.

As for Shaolin, whether they can stand up and take responsibility, whether they have the ability to take responsibility, these are not within their scope of consideration.

They can evacuate smoothly, so that the Zongmen can protect themselves, and they have never considered the safety of the people in the city.

Faced with such an insidious bluff.

What everyone didn't expect was that Xuan Xin stood up without saying a word.

Walked forward.

Wearing a brocade robe and holding a noble nine-ring tin rod, Xuan Xin left behind such a stalwart figure.

That kind of sacred.

That's shocking.

The direction Xuan Xin walked forward was the **** filled with death, and it was the abyss filled with ghosts and demons.

The bronze ghost face is extremely shocking, and the roar of ghosts and wolves makes the scalp numb.

Xuan Xin left without saying a word.

The pace is so firm.

That kind of fearlessness.

Wu Anjun, Guang Liang, Ji Yuan, An Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, Jin Mofu, and a group of eminent monks who had been withdrawn.

I was stunned.

"Amitabha."

The eldest disciple Wuzhen, as well as the three generations of disciples Wu Neng, directly clasped their hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Only as Shaolin disciples can understand the abbot.

They also believed that the abbot had the ability to resolve this catastrophe and the ability to turn the tide and save Tianbei City.

Most importantly, they believed that even if the abbot was unable to resolve this catastrophe.

I will go forward and stand up fearlessly.

This is Shaolin, this is Abbot Xuanxin.

Shaolin Buddhism, Shaolin Spirit.

On the faces of Wuzhen and Wu Neng, there was an extremely respectful piety.

For the safety of the people in the city, what if the Shaolin disciples died.

"Master Xuanxin, come back quickly and don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

"You...this is not something you can solve..."

Wu Anjun, who was shocked, took a deep breath in his heart. He didn't expect Xuan Xin to truly stand out in an unstoppable manner.

Leave without saying a word.

At this moment, my respect for Xuanxin and Shaolin reached an unimaginable height.

Responsibility, responsibility, really only Shaolin can do.

But the problem is that this catastrophe really can only be resolved by the imperial court.

No matter how deep your Dharma is, your martial arts strength is low.

It's no use.

Xuan Xin was only innately perfect in martial arts strength, and in the face of this catastrophe, this strength was no more than a man's arm.

Even if it was Wu Anjun, his martial arts strength far surpassed Xuan Xin, he did not dare to move forward like this at this moment.

Xuan Xin went up like this, it meant sacrifice in vain.

"Amitabha."

"Abbot Xuanxin, the leader of the martial arts alliance, the poor monk Guangliang feels ashamed."

In Guang Liang's heart, a faint of admiration could not help but admired at Xuanxin even if he was incapable.

But at the critical moment, the courage to stand up and take responsibility.

Xuanxin's behavior is in sharp contrast to his practice of blindly protecting himself and not hesitating to kill Shaolin.

It was hot as if he was hitting him in the face.

There was a trace of shame in my heart.

He Guangliang, the high monks of Wenshu Monastery, obviously have the ability to buy time for the people in the city to evacuate.

But for self-preservation, for the sect inheritance.

He dare not...

On the contrary, Shaolin is shameless and will have no ability or strength.

It was lifted out, and it was flattered.

It also proved that there are no people in his heart without common people.

As for Shaolin, although he was praised, his Xuanxin stood up without saying a word.

Fearlessly walked up.

It proves that by doing it personally, for the sake of the people of the city, he will die at all costs!

"He actually went?"

"Confused, so impulsive?"

"Aren't you stupid?"

"Isn't this just going to die for nothing?"

"So upright? Really consider yourself the leader of the Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance?"

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Nangong Patriarch Nangong Wentian, Hengdaozong An Ruyun and City Lord Jin Mofu, saw the sacred and sacred back of Xuanxin.

I was stunned.

They didn't expect that the Shaolin Abbot Xuanxin would be killed by them like this.

Go straight up.

If you don't say anything, people just go straight to it.

Isn't this going to die in vain?

I really think of myself as the leader of the Tianbeicheng Budo League, do you want to stand up and take this responsibility?

Even if you just die for nothing?

This Xuan Xin doesn't look like she is stunned, right?

Or is it true that for the sake of the people of the city, it is not hesitate to die?

"Master Xuanxin, come back quickly."

"Don't go!"

The old village master Ji Yuan had an anxious look on his face. He never expected that Xuan Xin would be involved in a conspiracy to kill him.

It's really on.

Although it is a big bully, although such a sacrifice is worthy of respect.

But sending death in vain in this way will not resolve the catastrophe, nor will it save the people of the city.

At this moment, step by step, surrounded by death air, Xuanxin was enveloped by endless ghost aura and tacit understanding.

Stopped and turned around, his face of compassion was so compassionate for heaven and man.

"Amitabha."

Xuan Xin announced the Buddha's name, righteously speaking: "Behind the poor monk, there are millions of people in Tianbei City."

"Even if his death disappears, the poor monk does not want to see the purgatory tragedy under the catastrophe."

At this moment, everyone was shocked by Xuan Xin's words.

His profound heart was not motivated by your bluffing.

He stood up, really pretending to be the people in his heart.

For the people, he Xuanxin was fearless.

"The poor monk has a Buddha in his heart!"

"I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!"

After speaking, Xuan Xin turned around and stepped into the huge mouth of the torn abyss.

The breath of death permeated the terrible place like hell.

At the same time, behind Xuan Xin's head, a mysterious and mysterious golden halo appeared immediately, and the golden light that burst out was very dazzling.

At this moment, Xuan Xin's body seemed to exude divine light, and it seemed even more sacred.