Chapter 125: Zhenlong Endgame

Chapter 125

Just when Kaixin was accidentally invited into the back room to give a Zen lecture by Master Xuankong, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" wandered around all the way and finally found this dilapidated small temple. Master Zhiheng had a small conflict.

Originally, the group did not dare to offend the NPC at will...

Because in the rivers and lakes, any NPCs outside the safe zone, except for businessmen like small vendors and shopkeepers, and those farmers, almost all the NPCs that can be seen have abilities of varying strengths.

"This master!"

The leader of the 'Yanshan Tiger' spoke calmly, trying to be as friendly as possible, with a smiling expression that seemed harmless to humans and animals: "Don't worry, our brothers have no malicious intentions, just want to take advantage of it and sit in the temple."

"Amitabha!" Zhiheng is not such a person who is easily moved. He clasped his hands together and replied, "All benefactors, the temple is small and quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. What's more, it's inconvenient to visit so late at night. You guys better leave."

"..."

A group of people looked at each other calmly, frowning.

It was clearly shown on the map that the brocade box was in the temple ten meters away, that is to say, the people and things they were looking for were definitely inside the temple.

Therefore, no matter how the temple is like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, they must make a breakthrough.

Yan Shanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two quickly sank into the darkness and circled around the temple...

"...Oh, why bother."

After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged, he just flicked his hand lightly, a strong swirl rushed out instantly, the wind was strong, and there was a muffled hum from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... Then "" Bang! Bang!" There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.

The rest of the people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, only to find that the two companions who planned to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and the blood on the corners of their mouths was dry. Died instantly.

"He killed the sixteenth brother and the thirteenth brother!"

When they came back to report to Yan Shanhu, a group of people were furious, their swords were out of their sheaths, and their swords were rattling, as if they wanted to strike immediately and smash the murderous monk to pieces.

"Don't."

Yan Shanhu raised his hand to stop the impulse of his brothers, and looked at him very solemnly and carefully for a while.

Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited the scriptures on the past life without listening to him. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords, he didn't panic at all, and he didn't show any expressions, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him!

"The monk is powerful, let's not confront him head-on."

Although Yan Shanhu thinks it is a bit unbelievable, many things in the martial arts world are unimaginable, such as fighting cattle across the mountain, supernatural powers with the snap of fingers, or hidden weapons that are difficult to detect with the naked eye. Of course, the premise is... the monk in front of him is a hidden super master!

If so...

Thinking of this, Yan Shanhu subconsciously took a breath and took half a step back.

"Brother, is that all?"

Someone behind reminded:

"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... It will take nearly a month for 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' to fully recover."

"Third brother, do you have a better way? Or do you want to kill more brothers? He is just an NPC. If we want to blame, we can only blame ourselves for our lack of vision." Yan Shanhu's tone was serious, and he glanced coldly. The third child who spoke, the latter's tone froze, and he stopped speaking.

Yan Shanhu's angry expression remained undiminished, his gaze passed Monk Zhiheng, he glanced around the dilapidated temple wall, and let out a cold snort from his nose:

"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"

A group of people quickly sank into the dark woods.

The moon is like cold water.

The surroundings of the temple became silent again...

"It's the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, I'm sorry."

In the more secluded dark bushes, the two who followed looked down at the red dots on the map, feeling very depressed.

I thought I would be able to be a yellow bird smoothly, but I didn't expect the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan to be so weak. Once they were frightened by the monks guarding the temple, they stopped moving.

As time passed, there was no further action. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the vision in the forest gradually improved, the two of them were somewhat anxious.

"How about we go around to the back and see if we can pass?"

One person proposed after blinking his eyes for a moment.

However, he was quickly opposed by his companion, who replied in a condensed voice:

"Don't."

"This monk is not simple. Judging from his ability to hurt people in the air, you can tell that his internal strength is not bad. The temple is small. We can't hide it from him..."

"Then what to do?"

The person who suggested it frowned: "It's going to be difficult at dawn. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. With the two of us alone, it's impossible for an upright person to do it."

Paused, glanced towards the temple, and continued to spit: "Besides, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain task. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple all day and pass the emperor's birthday." , even if he comes out at that time, we have nothing to do! Therefore, there is no other way but to make a breakthrough."

"But... let's not talk about the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, the bald donkey alone is not easy to pass." The latter sighed heavily, his brows knit into a word "Chuan".

"I have an idea."

"Um?"

"I guess the people in the temple won't come out for a while, why don't I go down the mountain now, and quietly find a group of people to reveal the news here..." After saying this, the companion's eyes lit up: "Kill the tiger!" Swallow wolf! Wonderful! I am fast, I will find someone!"

"Go back quickly!"

"Know."

While the night was still dark, a black shadow quietly moved away from the temple and flew down the mountain.

Kaixin naturally didn't know what happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the back room, what he saw were books on the four walls.

As far as the eye can see, books that symbolize the various martial arts of Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, from the most common "Shaolin Staff Technique", "Iron Head Kung Fu", "Flying Skill", "Iron Broom", "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" From the very expensive and superior martial arts on the market, "Arhat True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Strong Diamond Finger", "Gecko Swimming Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... everything.

When I came here in my previous life, I was really overwhelmed by the books inside, immersed in it for a long time, wishing to put all of them into the Qiankun bag and be a cheat reseller.

In this life, the happy people who had been prepared for a long time naturally didn't miss it too much...

Master Xuankong has been by the side, paying attention to the happy expression and reaction. Seeing that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, he slightly raised his head, showing a touch of admiration in his eyes.

"I wonder how the little benefactor's chess skills are?"

Master Xuankong smiled and pointed to the square table placed in the center of the room, on which dozens of black and white pieces had fallen, obviously an unfinished picture...