Chapter 69 Ding Chunqiu? When you meet a brother who has a strong poison, you still have to kneel down!

Hundreds of people were running towards Shaolin in a mighty manner. What a spectacular scene?

After hearing this news, even Shaolin, who has always been used to wind and rain, couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

Isn’t the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the name of Shura in white clothes?

In the Great Hall, Xuanci was discussing with the first Shaolin officials how to deal with this matter. The incident happened suddenly, and even Xuanci was caught off guard. What's more, Ye Fan sent someone to send a letter of worship.

It's called a prayer, but there are only a few words in it.

"I have heard of Master Xuanci's profound Buddhist teachings for a long time. I wonder if the master can remember the old story at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain twenty-four years ago?"

When he saw this prayer, Xuan Ci felt like he was struck by lightning, as if he was in a devilish state. He kept thinking in his mind, "How did he know, what did he know?"

Since all the four evil men died in the Valley of Wanjie, it was related to the reputation of the Duan clan of Dali, Duan Zhengchun and others were unwilling to let people know about it, and they were always secretly unanimous. Therefore, until now, Abbot Xuanci still did not know that Ye Erniang and others had already died at the hands of Ye Fan.

However, this prayer letter sealed Xuan Ci Chen for more than 20 years and revealed it in one sentence. If it weren’t for the years he had recited sutras and chanted Buddha’s name all day long, meditated and meditated, his mind and nature would have been extremely tenacious, and he had almost reached the point where Mount Tai collapsed and his expression remained unchanged, and he would have lost his composure on the spot!

"Senior brother, the white-clothed Shura is coming in a fierce manner. It doesn't look like an easy person at first glance. How should we deal with it?" Xuan couldn't help but ask,

"Amitabha,"

He silently recited the Buddha's name, and almost instantly, Xuanci made a decision, "Watch the changes."

At the same time, Xuanci also made the worst plan for himself in his heart. If he really had to face that step, he would be the only way to die to cleanse Shaolin's reputation for a century.

Xuan Nan and others on the side were not clear about this. When they thought of Ye Fan's reputation that was almost comparable to the four evil people, they were still scared and thought to themselves that if the white-clothed Shura really wanted to destroy Shaolin, they could only do their best.

For a moment, the entire Main Hall was silent, and a storm was about to come.

...........

Ye Fan, who was on the way, didn't know this. He was now enjoying the life of being surrounded by people.

in particular,

These disciples of Lingjiu Palace are all beautiful girls, and there are four maids in plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums around him who take care of him meticulously. That feeling is so comfortable.

If it weren't for the great enemy of the Sweeping Monk, Ye Fan would almost be overjoyed.

The closer you get to Shaolin, the more Ye Fan can feel that unique momentum—it is the unique qi sensing of the master-level masters.

Because it is the peak of the innate nature, Ye Fan can also vaguely touch this threshold.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan turned to look at another carriage and sent a voice, "Grandma Tong, I guess you feel it too?"

“Yes,”

The white gauze curtain was lifted, revealing Wu Xingyun's pretty face. At this moment, she was like Ye Fan, looking at the direction of Shaolin Temple with a serious face, with a very emotional tone, "I didn't expect that there would be someone who could get to this point. Shaolin is really a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger."

"Hehe, Shaolin, it's not necessarily true,"

Ye Fan shook his head, his tone full of disdain, "Based on the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple, you should know that if you have such a master-level master in your family, will the Beggars' Sect jump up and down under your nose?"

Looking at Shaolin in the Jin martial arts, which time is there any compassionate time?

It is their normal situation to be brave and fierce!

What are these "compassionate" monks doing when the country is facing difficulties?

Haha, being able to judge the situation, retreat bravely, and protect yourself in a timely manner is the key to Shaolin's unsuccessful years.

As for the sweeping monk, Ye Fan believed that he was just a master living in seclusion in Shaolin Temple. With the help of the secret book of the Sutra Pavilion, he broke through to the master realm by chance, and was definitely not a master trained by Shaolin Temple itself.

Otherwise, why did Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo sneak into the Sutra Pavilion to steal the scriptures again and again, but he didn't come out to stop him?

Just as Ye Fan was discussing the sweeping monk with Tong Lao, a loud sound of silk, bamboo, gongs and drums came out from afar, and the sound became closer and closer. Ye Fan's face couldn't help but become strange.

Ding Chunqiu,

This old guy is not in Xingsuhai and even his magical skills. What did he do when he runs to Zhongyuan for nothing?

However, since you have encountered it, you can solve it easily and keep it as a gift for Wuyazi.

Almost instantly, Ye Fan made a conclusion about Ding Chunqiu's ending.

"What's wrong?"

The Tianshan Tonglao looked at Ye Fan in confusion. She rarely appeared in the Central Plains, so she naturally didn't know what Ding Chunqiu was doing, so she was naturally indifferent to the group of people in front of her who were playing and beating.

"Nothing, I'll solve a little bug."

He ordered the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum to stop the convoy. Ye Fan used his light skills, and after more than a dozen ups and downs, he came to the group of disciples of the Star Sect.

There were about a hundred people in front of me divided into several lines. Some were holding gongs and drums, while others held long banners and banners in their hands, which were red and green, which were very pleasing to the eyes. From a distance, the banners were embroidered with words such as "The Old Immortal of Stars", "Extreme supernatural powers", "Breaking magic powers", "Shocking the World" and so on.

Amid the sound of silk, bamboo, gongs and drums, an old man slowly walked out, dozens of people behind him were lined up in two rows, several feet away from him, and followed behind him.

The old man was shaking a goose feather fan in his hand, and the sun shone on his face, but he saw his face rosy, his head was covered with white hair, his chin was three feet tall, and his childish hair was really like a god in the picture.

Seeing Ye Fan blocking the road, one of them walked out and shouted, "Who are you? You dare to stop the old immortal's frame. Why don't you kneel down quickly and kowtow to the old immortal to admit your mistakes. Otherwise, the old immortal would be angry and would definitely tell you that you should not be able to survive or die!"

"laugh,"

Ye Fan shook his head disdainfully, looking at Ding Chunqiu who was pretending to behave on the side, and couldn't help but sarcastically, "Ding Chunqiu, you, a disciple who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors, don't you be your turtle in the sea of ​​stars, how dare you make such a big fanfare? Is it true that everyone in the Central Plains can succeed?"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, the disciples of the Xingsu Sect were in anger and wanted to take him down immediately, so they took credit in front of Ding Chunqiu.

"Well, you are..."

Ding Chunqiu turned his head slowly, looking at Ye Fan with his eyes constantly, as if he wanted to find out his identity. After a while, he suddenly realized, "You are the newly accepted disciple of that old guy, why do you want to avenge the old guy?"

While speaking, Ding Chunqiu kept shaking the goose feather fan, his words full of contempt.

"Ding Chunqiu, don't use your little tricks in front of me,"
Chapter completed!