When Kaixin was unexpectedly invited into the back room by Master Xuankong to give a Zen lecture, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" wandered all the way and finally found this dilapidated small temple. In order to enter the temple, they fought with the people who maintained the peace of the small temple. There was a small conflict with Master Zhiheng.
"Don't."
"Um?"
Originally, the group did not dare to offend the NPC at will...
"Go back quickly!"
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
"I have an idea."
"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not someone who was easily impressed. After hearing this, he clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is small and likes to be quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. Not to mention the inconvenience of visiting so late at night. You’d better leave.”
Because in Jianghu, any NPC outside the safe zone, except for businessmen such as vendors and farmers, almost all NPCs that can be seen have abilities ranging from strong to weak.
One person's eyes flickered for a moment before suggesting.
"I have an idea."
“…”
"Go back quickly!"
"This master!"
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
A group of people looked at each other calmly, frowning.
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
When Kaixin was unexpectedly invited into the back room by Master Xuankong to give a Zen lecture, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" wandered all the way and finally found this dilapidated small temple. In order to enter the temple, they fought with the people who maintained the peace of the small temple. There was a small conflict with Master Zhiheng.
Master Xuankong has been standing by, paying attention to the happy expressions and reactions, and saw that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, slightly clasping his head, and showing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
"Brother, is this the end of it?"
"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not someone who was easily impressed. After hearing this, he clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is small and likes to be quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. Not to mention the inconvenience of visiting so late at night. You’d better leave.”
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
“…”
"Don't."
More secluded in the dark bushes, the two people following him lowered their heads and looked at the red dots on the map, feeling depressed.
"I have an idea."
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
When Kaixin was unexpectedly invited into the back room by Master Xuankong to give a Zen lecture, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" wandered all the way and finally found this dilapidated small temple. In order to enter the temple, they fought with the people who maintained the peace of the small temple. There was a small conflict with Master Zhiheng.
A group of people looked at each other calmly, frowning.
A group of people looked at each other calmly, frowning.
When he came back and reported to Yanshan Hu, the crowd was furious, their swords were unsheathed, and they were ready to take action immediately and cut the murderous monk into pieces.
"Don't."
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
The map clearly showed that the brocade box was in the temple ten meters away, which meant that the people and things they were looking for were definitely inside the temple.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
A black shadow quietly moved away from the temple while the night was still dark, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.
Because in Jianghu, any NPC outside the safe zone, except for businessmen such as vendors and farmers, almost all NPCs that can be seen have abilities ranging from strong to weak.
The surroundings of the temple became silent again...
"...Oh, why bother."
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
"Don't."
"Don't."
"Don't."
Someone behind me reminded:
A black shadow quietly moved away from the temple while the night was still dark, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.
"Don't."
"Third brother, do you have a better way? Or do you want more brothers to die? He is just an NPC. To blame, we can only blame our own lack of discernment." Yanshanhu spoke solemnly and glanced coldly. The third child who spoke was speechless and stopped talking.
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
But he soon encountered opposition from his companion, who replied solemnly:
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
"...Oh, why bother."
If that's the case...
When I came here in my previous life, I was really shocked by the books inside. I was immersed in them for a long time. I wanted to put them all in the Qiankun bag and become a secret book reseller.
"What should we do?"
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
Someone behind me reminded:
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
The moon is like cold water.
"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
"...Oh, why bother."
"Go back quickly!"
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
"He killed his sixteenth and thirteenth brothers!"
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
"Go back quickly!"
"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not someone who was easily impressed. After hearing this, he clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is small and likes to be quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. Not to mention the inconvenience of visiting so late at night. You’d better leave.”
When he came back and reported to Yanshan Hu, the crowd was furious, their swords were unsheathed, and they were ready to take action immediately and cut the murderous monk into pieces.
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
Thinking of this, Yanshanhu inhaled unconsciously and took half a step back.
"Um?"
"Don't."
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
"What should we do?"
If that's the case...
"Don't."
"...Oh, why bother."
Yanshanhu raised his hand to stop his brothers' impulsiveness, and looked at them with great solemnity and caution.
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
The person who made the suggestion frowned: "It won't be easy to handle tomorrow. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. Just the two of us cannot do it openly."
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
When I came here in my previous life, I was really shocked by the books inside. I was immersed in them for a long time. I wanted to put them all in the Qiankun bag and become a secret book reseller.
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"
"But... Let's not talk about the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan. It's not easy to go through the Bald Donkey test alone." The latter sighed heavily, his brows knitted into the character "Sichuan".
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
When I came here in my previous life, I was really shocked by the books inside. I was immersed in them for a long time. I wanted to put them all in the Qiankun bag and become a secret book reseller.
"I have an idea."
Although Yan Shanhu found it a bit unbelievable, many things in the world of martial arts were unimaginable, such as fighting cattle across mountains, magical powers with a snap of his fingers, or hidden weapons that were difficult to detect with the naked eye. It was possible to kill his brother in an instant from a long distance without making a sound. Of course, the premise is that... the monk in front of him is a hidden super master!
The person who made the suggestion frowned: "It won't be easy to handle tomorrow. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. Just the two of us cannot do it openly."
Master Xuankong has been standing by, paying attention to the happy expressions and reactions, and saw that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, slightly clasping his head, and showing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.
"Um?"
Someone behind me reminded:
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not someone who was easily impressed. After hearing this, he clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is small and likes to be quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. Not to mention the inconvenience of visiting so late at night. You’d better leave.”
If that's the case...
"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not someone who was easily impressed. After hearing this, he clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is small and likes to be quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. Not to mention the inconvenience of visiting so late at night. You’d better leave.”
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
Someone behind me reminded:
If that's the case...
Originally, the group did not dare to offend the NPC at will...
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
Thinking of this, Yanshanhu inhaled unconsciously and took half a step back.
Master Xuankong has been standing by, paying attention to the happy expressions and reactions, and saw that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, slightly clasping his head, and showing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.
Someone behind me reminded:
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
"Don't."
“…”
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
The person who made the suggestion frowned: "It won't be easy to handle tomorrow. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. Just the two of us cannot do it openly."
"Brother, is this the end of it?"
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
Yanshanhu raised his hand to stop his brothers' impulsiveness, and looked at them with great solemnity and caution.
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
A black shadow quietly moved away from the temple while the night was still dark, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.
Master Xuankong smiled and pointed to the square table placed in the center of the room. Dozens of black and white stones had fallen on it. It was obviously an unfinished endgame...
Someone behind me reminded:
"Brother, is this the end of it?"
"I wonder how the little benefactor's chess skills are?"
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
A black shadow quietly moved away from the temple while the night was still dark, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
Although Yan Shanhu found it a bit unbelievable, many things in the world of martial arts were unimaginable, such as fighting cattle across mountains, magical powers with a snap of his fingers, or hidden weapons that were difficult to detect with the naked eye. It was possible to kill his brother in an instant from a long distance without making a sound. Of course, the premise is that... the monk in front of him is a hidden super master!
"Third brother, do you have a better way? Or do you want more brothers to die? He is just an NPC. To blame, we can only blame our own lack of discernment." Yanshanhu spoke solemnly and glanced coldly. The third child who spoke was speechless and stopped talking.
Master Xuankong smiled and pointed to the square table placed in the center of the room. Dozens of black and white stones had fallen on it. It was obviously an unfinished endgame...
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
"What should we do?"
"How about we go around to the back and see if we can get through?"
"The Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, bah."
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
"Brother, is this the end of it?"
Thinking of this, Yanshanhu inhaled unconsciously and took half a step back.
"This monk is not simple. His ability to hurt people from a distance shows that he has a good level of internal energy. The temple is small. If we go there like this, we can't hide it from him..."
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
When Kaixin was unexpectedly invited into the back room by Master Xuankong to give a Zen lecture, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" wandered all the way and finally found this dilapidated small temple. In order to enter the temple, they fought with the people who maintained the peace of the small temple. There was a small conflict with Master Zhiheng.
"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"
If that's the case...
As time passed, no further action was taken. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the view in the forest began to gradually improve, the two of them were somewhat anxious.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
Master Xuankong smiled and pointed to the square table placed in the center of the room. Dozens of black and white stones had fallen on it. It was obviously an unfinished endgame...
"Don't."
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
As time passed, no further action was taken. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the view in the forest began to gradually improve, the two of them were somewhat anxious.
The moon is like cold water.
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
"What should we do?"
The surroundings of the temple became silent again...
Someone behind me reminded:
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
"This monk is not simple. His ability to hurt people from a distance shows that he has a good level of internal energy. The temple is small. If we go there like this, we can't hide it from him..."
I thought I could successfully become an oriole, but I didn't expect the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan to be so incompetent. They were frightened by the monk guarding the temple and stopped moving.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
"The Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, bah."
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
"How about we go around to the back and see if we can get through?"
More secluded in the dark bushes, the two people following him lowered their heads and looked at the red dots on the map, feeling depressed.
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
I thought I could successfully become an oriole, but I didn't expect the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan to be so incompetent. They were frightened by the monk guarding the temple and stopped moving.
"But... Let's not talk about the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan. It's not easy to go through the Bald Donkey test alone." The latter sighed heavily, his brows knitted into the character "Sichuan".
I thought I could successfully become an oriole, but I didn't expect the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan to be so incompetent. They were frightened by the monk guarding the temple and stopped moving.
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
As time passed, no further action was taken. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the view in the forest began to gradually improve, the two of them were somewhat anxious.
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
Although Yan Shanhu found it a bit unbelievable, many things in the world of martial arts were unimaginable, such as fighting cattle across mountains, magical powers with a snap of his fingers, or hidden weapons that were difficult to detect with the naked eye. It was possible to kill his brother in an instant from a long distance without making a sound. Of course, the premise is that... the monk in front of him is a hidden super master!
"He killed his sixteenth and thirteenth brothers!"
Master Xuankong has been standing by, paying attention to the happy expressions and reactions, and saw that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, slightly clasping his head, and showing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.
"Don't."
"How about we go around to the back and see if we can get through?"
"What should we do?"
I thought I could successfully become an oriole, but I didn't expect the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan to be so incompetent. They were frightened by the monk guarding the temple and stopped moving.
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
One person's eyes flickered for a moment before suggesting.
When Kaixin was unexpectedly invited into the back room by Master Xuankong to give a Zen lecture, the so-called "Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan" wandered all the way and finally found this dilapidated small temple. In order to enter the temple, they fought with the people who maintained the peace of the small temple. There was a small conflict with Master Zhiheng.
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
"...Oh, why bother."
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
But he soon encountered opposition from his companion, who replied solemnly:
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
"The Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, bah."
The moon is like cold water.
"Don't."
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
"But... Let's not talk about the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan. It's not easy to go through the Bald Donkey test alone." The latter sighed heavily, his brows knitted into the character "Sichuan".
"Don't."
Because in Jianghu, any NPC outside the safe zone, except for businessmen such as vendors and farmers, almost all NPCs that can be seen have abilities ranging from strong to weak.
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
"This monk is not simple. His ability to hurt people from a distance shows that he has a good level of internal energy. The temple is small. If we go there like this, we can't hide it from him..."
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
Someone behind me reminded:
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
"Amitabha!" Zhiheng was not someone who was easily impressed. After hearing this, he clasped his hands and replied: "Dear donors, the temple is small and likes to be quiet. I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many of you. Not to mention the inconvenience of visiting so late at night. You’d better leave.”
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
"What should we do?"
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
"Um?"
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
"Um?"
The person who made the suggestion frowned: "It won't be easy to handle tomorrow. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. Just the two of us cannot do it openly."
"Go back quickly!"
"Don't."
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
But he soon encountered opposition from his companion, who replied solemnly:
"What should we do?"
One person's eyes flickered for a moment before suggesting.
But he soon encountered opposition from his companion, who replied solemnly:
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
"Know."
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
"But... Let's not talk about the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan. It's not easy to go through the Bald Donkey test alone." The latter sighed heavily, his brows knitted into the character "Sichuan".
One person's eyes flickered for a moment before suggesting.
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
Master Xuankong has been standing by, paying attention to the happy expressions and reactions, and saw that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, slightly clasping his head, and showing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.
"How about we go around to the back and see if we can get through?"
The moon is like cold water.
Someone behind me reminded:
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
"I have an idea."
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"
Thinking of this, Yanshanhu inhaled unconsciously and took half a step back.
After a pause, he glanced in the direction of the temple and continued: "Moreover, the person who grabbed the tribute should have triggered a certain mission. If he really wants to hide, he will stay in the temple for a whole day and celebrate the emperor's birthday. , even if he comes out by then, we will have no choice but to break through forcefully. "
"The Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan, bah."
"Um?"
"I have an idea."
"Don't."
"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 reveal the information here to a group of people..." He stopped talking, and his companion's eyes lit up: "Drive the tiger to swallow." Wolf! Wonderful! I’m fast, I’m going to find someone!”
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
When he came back and reported to Yanshan Hu, the crowd was furious, their swords were unsheathed, and they were ready to take action immediately and cut the murderous monk into pieces.
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
"Go back quickly!"
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
"Third brother, do you have a better way? Or do you want more brothers to die? He is just an NPC. To blame, we can only blame our own lack of discernment." Yanshanhu spoke solemnly and glanced coldly. The third child who spoke was speechless and stopped talking.
"Know."
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
The remaining people didn't know what happened, so they sent two people over to take a look, and then they discovered that the two companions who were planning to climb over the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on their chests, and dried blood on the corners of their mouths. died on the spot.
"He killed his sixteenth and thirteenth brothers!"
"Know."
The person who made the suggestion frowned: "It won't be easy to handle tomorrow. There are fifteen people on Yanshanhu's side. Just the two of us cannot do it openly."
Yanshanhu's anger remained unabated. He looked past Monk Zhiheng and glanced around the dilapidated temple walls. He snorted coldly from his nose:
If that's the case...
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
The map clearly showed that the brocade box was in the temple ten meters away, which meant that the people and things they were looking for were definitely inside the temple.
“…”
Yanshanhu winked, and behind the crowd, the two of them quickly disappeared into the darkness, and walked around to the left and right of the temple...
A black shadow quietly moved away from the temple while the night was still dark, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.
Someone behind me reminded:
"Third brother, do you have a better way? Or do you want more brothers to die? He is just an NPC. To blame, we can only blame our own lack of discernment." Yanshanhu spoke solemnly and glanced coldly. The third child who spoke was speechless and stopped talking.
Kaixin was naturally unaware of everything that happened outside the temple. After following Master Xuankong into the inner room, he saw books displayed on the four walls.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the dark woods.
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
The map clearly showed that the brocade box was in the temple ten meters away, which meant that the people and things they were looking for were definitely inside the temple.
Yanshanhu raised his hand to stop his brothers' impulsiveness, and looked at them with great solemnity and caution.
When I came here in my previous life, I was really shocked by the books inside. I was immersed in them for a long time. I wanted to put them all in the Qiankun bag and become a secret book reseller.
"Don't."
I thought I could successfully become an oriole, but I didn't expect the Seventeen Heroes of Yanshan to be so incompetent. They were frightened by the monk guarding the temple and stopped moving.
"If you die once, your strength will drop by 20%... 'Sixteen' and 'Thirteen' will take nearly a month to fully recover."
As time passed, no further action was taken. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the view in the forest began to gradually improve, the two of them were somewhat anxious.
One person's eyes flickered for a moment before suggesting.
After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng's expression remained unchanged. He just flicked his hand, and a strong whirlpool rushed out in an instant, strong wind and grass, and a muffled groan came from the dark depths on the left and right sides of the temple at the same time... and then "Bang" ! Bang! "There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then there was no sound.
In this life, I naturally didn’t miss the happiness that I had prepared for a long time...
"Go back quickly!"
Someone behind me reminded:
Master Xuankong has been standing by, paying attention to the happy expressions and reactions, and saw that the latter just looked at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, slightly clasping his head, and showing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.
"...Oh, why bother."
"What should we do?"
Although Yan Shanhu found it a bit unbelievable, many things in the world of martial arts were unimaginable, such as fighting cattle across mountains, magical powers with a snap of his fingers, or hidden weapons that were difficult to detect with the naked eye. It was possible to kill his brother in an instant from a long distance without making a sound. Of course, the premise is that... the monk in front of him is a hidden super master!
"What should we do?"
"I wonder how the little benefactor's chess skills are?"
Originally, the group did not dare to offend the NPC at will...
The leader, 'Yanshan Tiger', spoke in a calm tone and tried to be as friendly as possible, with a smile that looked harmless: "Don't worry, we brothers have absolutely no ill intentions. We just want to take advantage of the situation and sit in the temple for a while."
"This master!"
Therefore, no matter what kind of dragon-tank-tiger-den this temple is, they must try to break into it.
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
Monk Zhiheng closed his eyes and recited scriptures about salvation in the past life without listening. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people with swords and swords, he did not panic at all or show any expression. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him!
"Find a place to hide! I don't believe he can spend his whole life in this ruined temple!"
"Don't."
Master Xuankong smiled and pointed to the square table placed in the center of the room. Dozens of black and white stones had fallen on it. It was obviously an unfinished endgame...
The surroundings of the temple became silent again...
As time passed, no further action was taken. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the view in the forest began to gradually improve, the two of them were somewhat anxious.
"The monk is awesome, let's not go head-to-head with him."
"Um?"
As far as the eye goes, books symbolizing various martial arts in the Shaolin Temple are placed together in a very ordinary way, ranging from the most common "Shaolin Stick Technique", "Tietou Kung Fu", "Flying Technique", "Iron Broom" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" Go to the extremely expensive high-end martial arts on the market, such as "Arhat's True Qi", "Golden Bell Cover", "Flowing Cloud Sleeves", "Powerful Vajra Finger", "Gekko Wall Skill", "Dragon Claw Hand"... you can find them all.
“…”
"Um?"
"Don't."