Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 794 Chaoyang Divine Art
In Southern Shaolin, there are as many as ten monks who have practiced the Sunflower Canon!
Although it can be seen that only two of them have relatively deep skills, and the other eight have only been cut off for two or three months, it still makes it difficult for Dongfang Bubai to contain the murderous desire in his heart.

The Sunflower Canon is the canon of the Sun Moon God Sect, how did it get into the hands of a group of monks in Southern Shaolin!
Dongfang Bubai didn't understand the twists and turns of the process, no matter what the reason was, it didn't prevent him from believing that these thieves were bald and well-intentioned.

Not only was he deliberately resisting Admiral Hai, but he had been planning for many years, hiding the Sunflower Book.

This is really a group of guys who don't want to keep their own place!

Damn it, damn it!
"Namo Amitabha!"

A sound of the Buddha's name came, and the ten monks who had practiced the Sunflower Canon separated, and a monk with a solemn treasure stood at the gate of the South Shaolin Mountain.

I saw him turn his head and look at the corpses around him with a look of compassion.

"Eastern leader, you are also the former leader. You dominate one side and are praised by the world."

"Now under the command of the dog officials of the imperial court, leading so many heroes to come here, causing endless murder outside my South Shaolin, Nanmo Amitabha, it is really countless disasters, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless!"

Dongfang Bubai said coldly: "What a monk who can speak eloquently and turn right from wrong!"

"Where did you get this Sunflower Book, and when did you practice it?"

"So ambitious! Do you dare to profess the Dharma?"

The solemn monk said: "The Dharma is boundless, the poor monk is just a little novice, how dare he say it? It's just to attract people to do good."

"As for the Sunflower Book that the Eastern Hierarch said, the poor monk really doesn't know."

"Aren't the ten people around you practicing the Sunflower Canon?" Dongfang Bubai asked back, "Are the monks going to lie?"

The monk replied calmly: "This is not some sunflower book, but a martial art left in this temple by the eunuch of the Three Treasures who went to the West seven times. It is called Chaoyang Divine Art."

Dongfang Bubai was stunned: "What did you say!"

"Isn't this the Sunflower Book?"

"Of course not, this in itself is the Chaoyang magic skill." The monk replied.

Dongfang Bubai was furious: "What a shameless thief monk! This is clearly the Sunflower Book, how dare you talk nonsense!"

"It's clearly you, Nan Shaolin, who stole the Sunflower Book from my Sun Moon God Sect!"

"Master Dongfang, the poor monk is indeed not lying, this martial art is indeed our Southern Shaolin Chaoyang Divine Art." The monk said.

"Why is this skill exactly the same as my Sunflower Book?" Dongfang Bubai asked again.

"Well, I really don't know."

The monk answered frankly, not guilty at all.

Dongfang Bubai was furious and ordered everyone to attack.

There are still many people under the command of the Sun Moon Demon Sect, but at this moment, they are all people who are greedy for life and fear of death, and have low martial arts skills. No one dares to take the lead in attacking anymore.

After Dongfang Bubai angrily stabbed the two of them with a needle, he just shouted: "Follow me!"

Even so, there was still no one willing to follow behind Dongfang Bubai, as if they were all a group of quails with their necks shrunk.

Dongfang Bubai was no longer male or female, neither yin nor yang, and he was also half-dead by these subordinates.

Looking at the monk in Southern Shaolin, he clearly had a smile on his face, which annoyed Dongfang Bubai even more.

Just at the embarrassing moment when Dongfang Bubai's offensive power was weak and it was embarrassing to retreat, a voice came: "The monk's words are interesting. Today I would like to hear the difference between the Chaoyang Magic Art and the Sunflower Canon."

Dongfang Bubai was overjoyed: "General Hai, you are here!"

Then he was ashamed again: "I'm really sorry for you, you clearly told me to bloodbath Southern Shaolin, and my subordinates are full of wine bags and rice bags, and even the mountain gate of Southern Shaolin can't be broken."

"Wait a minute, I will definitely kill these thieves and monks, and apologize to you, okay?"

Haikun led Feng Qingyang, Ning Zhongze and the others to walk slowly. Hearing Dongfang Bubai's straightforward words, he almost coughed.

Dongfang Bubai's kindness was certainly good, but it was a bit embarrassing after all.

Following Haikun's appearance and speaking, from afar, an unknown number of troops have surrounded the entire Southern Shaolin.

At the gate of South Shaolin Mountain, the monk with a solemn treasure face no longer cared about what to say about Amitabha, what kind of maneuvers he was playing, and hurriedly leaned forward and said: "The poor monk has seen General Hai."

"You don't need to salute like this." Haikun said lightly, "You dare to kill my subordinates, including Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin. Why should such an arrogant and resolute figure act obediently in front of me?"

The monk saluted respectfully and said, "The poor monk really doesn't know why General Hai would say such a thing."

"Nan Shaolin has always been willing to obey the orders of the imperial court, and has always kept himself safe."

"Resisting now is a last resort; the main Eastern religion is here to wash the entire southern Shaolin with blood. Even though we are monks, we can't just kill them at will."

"If General Hai punishes those who wantonly killed, I, Nan Shaolin, are still willing to join, without any second thoughts."

"Oh? Really?" Haikun smiled lightly, "Prove your loyalty to me first, and tell me about the magical skills of Chaoyang in your mouth."

The monk bowed and replied: "General Hai asked, but the poor monk naturally dared not answer."

"The Chaoyang Divine Art is the magical art practiced by Zheng He, the eunuch of the Three Treasures. In the past, he used this art to cross the ocean and spread his prestige outside the gate of the country."

"Later, I was lucky enough to get it in Nan Shaolin, and it was stored in the collection, which is the reason."

"It really sounds exciting, Zheng He is really amazing; what else?" Haikun asked.

"No more." The monk said, "There are so many Chaoyang magic skills in my southern Shaolin. Now, in order to protect the temple, the monks have no choice but to practice it, and it is also for self-protection."

Haikun laughed and said, "No more?"

"Southern Shaolin Hongye Zen Master changed Chaoyang Divine Art to Sunflower Treasure Book, and lured Huashan School disciples Yue Su and Cai Zifeng to take a peek. This triggered the division of Huashan School Sword and Qi, and triggered the demon sect's attack on Huashan School. To die."

"Doesn't that count?"

"The Sunflower Book became famous all over the world, and it doesn't count if it was later practiced by Dongfang Bubai?"

"The remnant of the Sunflower Collection was obtained by Lin Yuantu, an apprentice of Zen Master Hongye, and it is called the Sword of Exorcising Evil. Doesn't that count?"

"Three Treasures eunuch used the Chaoyang magic skill to proclaim his power in the sea and the ocean, and the waves were churning. You Nan Shaolin used the Chaoyang magic skill to harm the martial arts for a hundred years and killed tens of thousands of heroes. Isn't that counted?"

Haikun's voice fell and spread around.

Dongfang Bubai, Feng Qingyang, Ning Zhongze, Mo Da, Master Dingxian, Taoist Tianmen and others all turned pale in shock.

The Sunflower Collection actually has such a history!
The culprit of all this is actually Nan Shaolin in front of him!
(End of this chapter)