Chapter 36 The Sophistry Little Monk

In the front yard of the palace, Shaolin monks have arrived.

Seeing this, Sha Tongtian and the others couldn't help but look bitter, "Even Shaolin, which has been closed for decades, has come, and the relics of the World Honored One are really touching."

Sarcasm overflowed on his face, full of indifference.

Today's catastrophe, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hide, but he still shouted: "You Shaolin Temple also want to come to this muddy water?"

In Shaolin, the monk Duzhen looked at Sha Tongtian indifferently, and said: "Amitabha, the almsgiver has already spoken, you have acted fiercely to help the evildoers oppress the Jianghu, and you have caused countless people of the Han family. You have fallen into the devil's way, and the poor monk is here to help you!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Before Sha Tongtian opened his mouth, Yang Kang who came hurriedly said in a cold voice: "There is no relic you want in the palace, everyone please go back, otherwise you will only have a dead end when my Dajin army is overwhelmed!"

The thousands of soldiers and horses guarding the gate of the city have been dispatched, and they quickly set up defenses to stop this group of Jianghu people.

"Benefactor Yang's words are wrong. The relic of the World Honored One is the most precious treasure of my Buddhist school, and it should belong to my Buddhist school." Duzhen shook his head, and those golden soldiers did not scare him.

How can I leave without relic?

Yang Kang sneered angrily: "Relics are precious, but you are just people whose minds have been deceived by treasures. It turns out that it is just a lie to say that the six roots are pure, you can worship the Buddha, and you can become a Bodhisattva with a pure heart and few desires.

If you can't even restrain your own greed, how can you talk about saving all living beings and saving all people from suffering? "

Yang Kang suddenly felt that the Shaolin monks preached about saving the suffering and those in need, it was bullshit. These people don’t care about all living beings in the world, they only care about their own interests and the struggle for morality, otherwise, how could they close the mountain for decades.

But the monk Duzhen shook his head and explained: "Amitabha, what the almsgiver said is true, the poor monk and others are Buddhist disciples, and the relics are kept by the World Honored One, so they should be preserved by the World Honored One.

This is a Buddha, not greed. "

As a talented disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy, who practiced the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra and honed his Taoism since childhood, how could he be persuaded by Yang Kang's few words.

"What a sophistry monk!"

Yang Kang was furious, and said sharply: "Xiao Wang originally wanted to be a little prince in peace, but you bastards keep making me feel better again and again, so don't blame me for being ruthless.

Come, set up an army, and press it with a heavy crossbow! "

If you are a stalker in Shaolin, then you will kill him with thousands of troops, and see how you stop him!

"yes!"

Countless golden soldiers came in and surrounded the group of Shaolin monks. Fifty stick monks and monks from Duzhenyi Dharma Academy faced the siege of thousands of golden soldiers. Strong can't stop a shot.

Sure enough, seeing the heavy crossbows and strong arrows aimed at them, no matter how high your martial arts are, you will be afraid of kitchen knives. The Bodhidharma Heart Sutra is not invincible. Shaolin has seventy-two unique skills, but they are not as strong as the heavy crossbows with the army's fine iron spears as arrows. , This is a heavy crossbow that can shoot a thousand meters straight and penetrate armor.

Monk Duzhen's face sank, and he couldn't help but said coldly: "Yang Kang, you are originally from my Han family, and you are also a descendant of the famous Yang family general who resisted the Jin Dynasty. Why did you recognize a thief as your father? What face do you have to go to see your lieutenant?" Ancestors?"

He was very puzzled, what is so good about the golden prince, that Yang Kang would rather bear the eternal infamy of being a thief as his father and stay behind, the two have no blood relationship.

"Stop being hypocritical, I didn't see you Shaolin rescue me when my family was ruined, and I didn't see you Shaolin appearing when the people were in dire straits. Only after the news of the bullshit relics spread, you monks who don't care about giving birth came here. Greedy You have already committed a crime, even if you think you are pure-hearted and ascetic, it is difficult to achieve a righteous result!" Yang Kang said coldly.

Because Bao Xiruo admired Buddha and Bodhisattva in the past, he knew a lot about the theory of Buddhism. Fifty-one Shaolin disciples were besieged by 1,500 golden soldiers, and with Sha Tongtian and the others helping them, there was no reason why this group of Shaolin could not be stopped. monk.

Hearing Yang Kang's sarcasm, Du Zhen's face was hot. He only felt that his old face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but angrily said, "How are you doing?"

He has to be forced to start a killing spree!

But Yang Kang said fiercely: "I will kill this king, the heavy crossbow will start shooting, and the short bow will make up for the leak. Sha Tongtian and Hou Haitong, you two are on guard against these bald asses and dogs jumping over the wall!"

The only response to Monk Duzhen was Yang Kang's trembling cold voice. If these fifty-one Shaolin disciples could be kept behind, the Prince Zhao's Mansion would definitely become famous, and Yang Kang's prestige would definitely terrify the people of Quanzhen Sect.

There was a cold light in his cold eyes, and he murmured, "Shaolin, you were the ones who bullied me too much first, this king is just retaliation!"

There was a cold light in the trembling voice, and the killing intent was absolutely absolute.

Monk Duzhen, who was besieged in the middle of the courtyard, had a livid face and said coldly: "Yang Kang, are you sure you want to be an enemy of my Shaolin? You should know the background of my Shaolin, otherwise it is impossible to inherit it for a thousand years!"

He is confident in escaping, but the fifty Shaolin stick monks around him may not be so lucky. Compared with Duzhen, a genius disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy, these fifty stick monks can only be regarded as ordinary, and they are hard to come by. Resisting the heavy crossbows, let alone dodging the ordinary bows and arrows that check for gaps and make up for gaps.

"kill!"

Monk Duzhen only answered this one word, and the golden soldier who controlled the heavy crossbow immediately aimed the heavy crossbow at Monk Duzhen and his party. Practicing the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin can be said to be a martial arts textbook in itself.

Seeing that the battle formation spear as thick as a baby's arm was specialized and used as a crossbow bow and arrow, fired in the form of a chariot by eight strong golden soldiers, even he did not dare to resist, as for Can you dodge, seeing the heavy crossbows aiming at him in all directions, Monk Watanabe couldn't help turning black.

"This bastard Yang Kang, does he really want to destroy my Shaolin Temple?" Seeing the resolute young prince Yang Kang, Monk Duzhen suddenly felt that even having seventy-two unique skills was not enough for him.

"Kill these golden soldiers!"

Duzhen yelled, and then used Shaolin body skills to avoid the heavy crossbow. He couldn't do nothing, "It's such a powerful blockade, if another person came here, wouldn't he be killed?"

As he was thinking in this way, he suddenly saw that the stick monk beside him couldn't avoid the heavy crossbow as thick as a baby's arm, and was directly pierced into candied haws.

"Shaolin, go to hell."

Yang Kang murmured and said with a sneer, "Quanzhen Sect is not a good thing, and your Shaolin Temple is not a good thing either!"

"Cross the river with one reed!"

"Finger finger!"

Monk Duzhen got the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra and practiced the seventy-two unique skills. This time, he must not lose Shaolin's face. The seventy-two unique skills had to be displayed. !"

Seeing the fifty stick monks in gray robes falling unwillingly under the rain of arrows, Monk Duzhen had already lost his temper. After dodging a wave of arrows, he shot towards Yang Kang not far away. The two Haitong brothers hurried forward to fight!

boom!

Monk Duzhen's face turned black several times after returning in vain, but at this moment Jiang Chi was staring at a big boa constrictor in a daze - whether to take it or not?

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