When Lin Mang returned from the back mountain, the cleaning of the entire battlefield outside Shaolin Temple had basically ended.

The bodies piled up like mountains, and blood seemed to dye the entire mountain top red.

On the stone steps leading to the foot of the mountain, blood slowly flowed.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Some Jinyiwei sorted out the bodies of his colleagues and placed them quietly aside.

Lin Mang just ordered everyone to take their bodies back.

No matter how smooth the battle is, it is impossible not to die.

They are Jinyiwei, not ordinary people. Since they wear this knife, death is inevitable.

He doesn't need anyone who is afraid of death.

Only by experiencing battles and battles can we grow up quickly.

In just three years, the Jinyiwei was able to become famous all over the world. In addition to its bloody means, it also had rapid growth.

External plunder is always the fastest way to accumulate wealth.

The Jinyiwei Tu family destroyed the clan, and nearly 30% of the income will be attributed to the Jinyiwei itself.

Rich resources are enough to quickly enhance their strength.

A master needs to value talent, but the following of a master is nothing more than a accumulation of resources.

"Marty~"

Everyone saluted.

There was almost a hint of fanaticism in everyone's eyes.

For these lower-level Jinyiwei, they would not think so much, but they only knew that from today on, Shaolin Temple will be removed from the world.

And they are the participants in this battle.

This matter is enough to be recorded in the family tree and passed down from generation to generation.

Although the Jinyiwei was the court, his status was not bad with Shaolin's prestige in the world.

Even all previous achievements are not as good as this battle.

Yuan Changqing stood aside, his eyes closed slightly, and the aura on his body floated quickly.

Lin Mangyang glanced at him and exclaimed secretly.

This guy is the son of destiny in this world, right?

There will always be one or two outstanding people in this world who will appear in every era.

The former Zhang Sanfeng and now Yuan Changqing.

Obviously, Yuan Changqing has realized something again.

In the previous battle, I don’t know how many great masters participated in the battle, and the sword before Du Jue died even surpassed the level of the Heavenly Realm.

But even if ordinary people see it, they cannot understand anything from it.

Lin Mang looked at Luo Baiqiu and said calmly: "Shou shouldn't he give me an explanation for this matter?"

Luo Baiqiu was slightly stunned and felt bitter in his heart.

From the beginning, he never left, nor could he leave.

Although Lin Mang was fighting against Shaolin, there were three great masters around him watching him, and even if he wanted to leave, he was powerless.

What's more, this time the Demonic Way cooperated with the court was his strong push. Now there are thousands of people in the Demonic Way, and he will go back alone, how should he explain?

Luo Baiqiu smiled bitterly and sighed: "Mr. Marquis, this matter..."

The words came to an abrupt end.

What should he say?

The devil's people turned against each other and tried to use Lin Mang. Anyone would be angry if they had done this.

But Lin Mang killed the three great masters of the Demonic Dao without hesitation and slaughtered the entire Demonic Dao disciples. Should he also make an explanation?

Everything he had worked hard to plan ended up being in vain.

Lin Mang said calmly: "Do you know why this marquis didn't kill you?"

Luo Baiqiu sighed, bowed slightly, and bowed, "Luo Baiqiu... pay homage to the Marquis!"

"From now on, Bai Qiu is willing to be a lackey under the Marquis!"

He is a genius in the Magic Master Palace, and is also recognized as the next palace master of the Magic Master Palace, and is also the leader of the younger generation of the Magic Master University.

In the year of destiny, he reached the Grand Master, and his talent was already extremely strong.

If calculated by age, he is even younger than Yuan Changqing.

He used to be so ambitious and did not take anyone seriously.

Even this Marquis of Wu'an did not take it to heart.

His ambition is to one day carry forward the magic path, restore the former glory of the Magician Palace, and unify all the sects in the Central Plains.

But after today, he only has one identity...

The lackey of the imperial court’s Wu'an Hou!

He cares more about living than fame.

Lin Mang slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the temple ahead, and said calmly: "Turn everything in the temple back."

The most important thing in the entire Shaolin is the martial arts secrets in the Sutra Library.

Many things are not owned by the secret library of Jinyiwei.

Although the major sects handed over martial arts heritage at the beginning, how many of them were really handed over.

Many core exercises were not included in the court.

The Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword of Bodhidharma that Du Jue had previously cast was not included.

What's more, many of the secrets in the Jinyiwei Secret Library are from many years ago.

The wealth left by Shaolin is enough to make the Jinyiwei's strength achieve a qualitative leap.

Lin Mang walked into the temple.

The Jinyiwei rushed into the temple quickly and then scattered everywhere.

The temple that should have been noisy is extremely quiet at this moment.

In the lobby of the Buddhist temple, incense and candles are burning quietly.

With the intrusion of the Jinyiwei, the silence here was also broken.

In some places in the temple, the Jinyiwei encountered some resistance, but it soon disappeared completely.

As the leader of Buddhism, there are naturally many treasures in Shaolin Temple.

Various rare elixirs, century-old medicinal materials, magical weapons and weapons are all great wealth.

Even if you are a great master, you will be jealous when you see it.

If it weren't for this, those great masters wouldn't have taken the risk.

Especially some pills are of great help to warriors below the Grandmaster and can quickly increase their strength.

Not to mention the treasures that prolong life in Shaolin.

When it comes to the house search, the Jinyiwei has already been extremely skilled.

As for the things in the Sutra Library, Lin Mang also sent his confidant to sort them out.

Lin Mang was walking around the temple alone.

Having seen Zhang Sanfeng take action, he was a little curious about the so-called unique secret realm.

He has seen the secret realm of Longhu Mountain. It seems extraordinary, but always feels that it lacks some charm.

But after walking around half of Shaolin Temple, I didn’t see any entrance to the secret realm.

Walking into the Buddhist temple and looking at the Buddha statue above, Lin Mang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tang Qi whispered: "Mr. Marquis, I've tried it, it's all gold outside."

He was also secretly shocked.

There is a ten-foot Buddha statue, and it is unclear what is inside, but the layer outside is definitely gold.

Even if there is only one layer, it will be a considerable number.

But after all, this is a Buddha statue in Shaolin Temple, so he dare not make a decision rashly.

Lin Mang said in a deep voice: "How much money is counted?"

As the leader of Buddhism, there are nearly 10,000 monks, and they cannot practice martial arts by eating braised vegetables every day.
To be continued...