Chapter 213 Shaolin Killing

The rainy night is coming,

The sky is drowsy,

The strong wind blew the surrounding trees and made sounds.

The rain flows down the stone steps.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Continuous figures followed one after another, and long boots stepped on the rain, splashing water.

"Roar~"

The Pixiu roared in a low voice, and lightning was rippling under his hooves.

Lin Mang looked up at the thousand-year-old temple on the top of the mountain and said calmly: "Master Dashan, what do you think?"

Master Dashan, who was standing beside him, stood up in front of his chest with one hand, looked ahead, and sighed softly.

“Magnificent, spectacular.”

Master Dashan sighed lightly.

He only hopes that this preaching will be successful.

Zhu Xiansheng looked in front of him and frowned and said, "Mr. Lin, should you rest overnight before climbing the mountain?"

The journey was almost a rush and there was little time to rest.

Lin Mang glanced at him, shook his head and said, "No, let's fight quickly."

After saying that, I rode the Pixiu directly to climb the mountain.

A group of Jinyiwei and Tantric monks also began to climb the mountain.

Zhu Xiansheng frowned slightly, looked at Lin Mang in front of him deeply, and followed him.

...

Recently, there have been frequent turmoil in Shaolin Temple.

Recently, news in the world has been rumored, and Shaolin cannot not know about it.

Especially about the Southern Shaolin incident, there are many discussions in Shaolin now.

Many monks privately proposed to hand over the disciples of Nan Shaolin, not wanting to cause trouble, but some people want to help them to the end.

Even among the Shaolin senior officials, this incident has caused great heated discussion and endless debate.

However, the abbot Xuanzhen was in seclusion, and the senior officials of Shaolin could not make a decision.

In the Zen Room of the Dharma Hall,

Xuan Zhen, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes suddenly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"What should come is coming after all."

Xuan Zhen stood up, bowed to the Buddha statue in the hall, and then walked out of the Zen room.

"Senior Brother Abbot." Xuan Du, who was guarding outside the door, said respectfully: "Have you come out of seclusion?"

“The guest is here.”

Xuan Zhen recited the Buddha's name lightly and sighed: "Call all Shaolin disciples."

Xuan Du said in surprise: "Senior brother, I wonder which guest he is?"

Xuan Zhen shook his head, walked out along the eaves, and said lightly: "Embroidered Uniform Guard."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Du's pupils shrank suddenly.

...

A quarter of an hour later,

There were dense footsteps outside Shaolin, accompanied by the sound of collision of weapons.

Under the night, murderous figures approached quickly.

At this time, the gate of Shaolin Temple also opened.

Unlike the Southern Shaolin, the Northern Shaolin can be said to be truly passed down for a long time.

After all, Nan Shaolin was built by Shaolin monks who left the preaching era and had a history of only a few hundred years.

However, Bei Shaolin has always been rooted in this.

It looks ordinary on the outside, but it actually has a world inside.

The temple gate was wide open, and an old monk with long eyebrows walked out first.

The whole body was filled with Buddha light, and the space three feet away seemed to be separated.

It is Shaolin Abbot Xuanzhen!

Behind him, several old monks and many young monks were followed.

As Xuan Zhen stepped out, an invisible momentum also surged, like waves surging.

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Zhen recited the Buddha's name lightly.

The sound was very light, but with the blessing of the true energy, it quickly spread in all directions, and it seemed that a strong wind blew through the mountains and forests.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be gently caressed by something, and their minds for killing were a little weakened.

The simple Buddhist voice contains the power to cleanse the soul.

Lin Mang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xuan Zhen with interest.

Shaolin lion roar, plus spiritual skills.

This is also a common method of Shaolin fooling people.

When a Shaolin monk preaches, a passage of scripture is recited with spiritual practice, and it will soon make you feel confused and in a daze.

"snort!"

Lin Mang snorted gently.

The spiritual method of changing the sky and attacking the earth is activated, and the spiritual power bursts out like a substantial one.

Everyone in a daze woke up instantly.

Master Dashan looked at Lin Mang in surprise, his eyes filled with surprise.

Last time I had a simple fight with him, I didn’t know that this person actually had such a profound spiritual secret technique.

Compared with ordinary martial arts, spiritual secret techniques are much more difficult to practice, let alone to such a profound level.

At this time, Xuan Zhen looked up at Lin Mang, held one hand in front of his chest, and whispered: "I have seen Lord Lin."

"I am abbot of Shaolin, Xuan Zhen."

Lin Mang held the Xiuchun Knife at his waist with one hand and said lightly: "You should know what I meant."

"Since that's the case, there's no need to talk nonsense."

"Take the person over and I will leave immediately!"

Xuan Zhen was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect Lin Mang to be so direct.

"Lin Donor." Xuan Zhen took a step slowly and sighed: "Nan Shaolin's disciples are innocent after all. Since Xuan Ming is dead, why bother to make things difficult for you?"

Lin Mang looked at Xuan Zhen with a smile and said lightly: "I am just acting according to the law."

"Although Xuan Ming died, who can guarantee that he has no accomplices?"

"They are just suspects, and I took them back just a routine question. Why should you stop me?"

"Is this true for Bei Shaolin? Could it be that there are really accomplices?"

Facing Lin Mang's remarks, Xuan Zhen could not argue for a moment.

As Lin Mang said, this matter is indeed in line with the law.

Lin Mang chuckled and said to himself: "Master Xuanzhen, is it that you, Bei Shaolin, still want to stop the Jinyiwei from handling the case?"

The smile on Lin Mang's face gradually disappeared, his face was cold, and he said coldly: "I am too lazy to talk nonsense!"

"Since I have come here with great momentum this time, I don't plan to go back in shame!"

"If anyone makes me unhappy, then I will upset him!"

Lin Mang sneered, with murderous intent on his face: "Xuejie, Xuanming, Nan Shaolin attacked me many times. Is it really easy to bully me if I am an official?"

"Everyone in the world says that the disaster is not as good as the family!"

"But I am not your noble Buddha, nor do I have a compassionate heart!"
To be continued...