Robbers of the strongest system

Chapter 163 Thank You, Master
"Emperor Master, I have little knowledge and don't understand the relationship between learning martial arts and punishment. I hope you can help us explain the confusion." The people in the audience looked at the old monk explaining the matter of secretly learning martial arts lightly, and saw that Zhang Yi seemed to be By default, he hurriedly asked.

"Today's incident was my miscalculation by Zhang Yi. I originally thought that the master next to me was a master hidden in the Shaolin Temple by the Murong family, that's why I brought so many people up the mountain...Master, I apologize to Shaolin on this point."

"The heart of the benefactor is innocent, so there is no need to apologize."

"Okay, this is the best. Everyone, you may have a lot of questions now, but you just don't understand how learning martial arts is a punishment. Many people think that Shaolin's unique skills are first-class kung fu in the world, and learning one or two is a big deal." However, few people know that Shaolin stunts have a very strong hostility. If you practice for a long time without special mental methods to resolve it, the final result will be either going crazy and dying or the meridian of the whole body will be broken... Three years ago I was in Dali. I saw this when I met Jiumozhi and warned him, but he didn't seem to appreciate it..."

"Emperor Master, is everything you said true?"

"Of course it is true, just like the current Murong Bo is not far from death at this time."

"what?"

"However, there is one thing the master said that I personally disagree with, that is, Murong Bo has committed such a great crime, why should he let him go for so many years? The master is a monk who cannot bear to kill, but what Zhang pursues is the understanding of the mind. Then let me, Zhang Yi, be the villain." After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone saw Murong Bo fly to Zhang Yi's side like a kite on a string.

"The benefactor's kung fu is so handsome. From the perspective of an old monk, the benefactor's dragon-capturing hand has reached the realm of great accomplishment."

"Master, I'm overwhelmed...Murong Bo, you committed so many sins back then, and today I, Zhang Yi, act on behalf of the heavens, what else do you have to say?"

"Haha, it's all about success and defeat. I have nothing to say, but my son hasn't done anything bad. As an emperor teacher, you Zhang Yi won't use power for personal gain, right?"

"Haha, Murong Bo, you underestimate me, Zhang Yi, if I want to deal with Murong Fu, I will wait until today?"

"Okay, as expected of the emperor...Zhang Yi, can I have a word with Fu'er before I die?"

"Okay. Come here, bring Murong Fu back."

"Yes."

Zhang Yi had no interest in what Murong Bo and Murong Fu had to say, the next thing he had to do was to kill Xuanci, after all, he was the worst person in the Tianlong world.

"Master, it stands to reason that Xuanci's Shaolin Temple should be handed over to Shaolin Temple, but after all, he is related to the death of tens of thousands of infants and young children, can he be handed over to me?"

"Benefactor, the reputation of the Shaolin Classics will drop sharply. Can the donor let him commit suicide for the sake of the old monk?"

"Uh... well, it's fine to get punished anyway."

"The old monk thanked the benefactor."

"Hey……"

"Xuanci, for the sake of Shaolin Temple and Grandmaster, I allow you to commit suicide. Don't worry, I will let Grandmaster take care of your son. Besides, I think it's better not to tell you his identity, otherwise he might not be able to help him." live a carefree life.”

"Amitabha, I have thanked the emperor." After speaking, Xuan Ci sat on the ground and cut off his heart.

"Qingshuang, bring Jiumozhi up here."

"Yes!"

"Benefactor, Jiumozhi is the national teacher of a country after all..."

"Master, don't worry, I will not kill him, but he will return it after taking it."

Jiumozhi was brought up, but at this time, Jiumozhi was no longer as domineering as before, and people who didn't know his gentle and kind appearance thought he was an eminent monk.

Zhang Yilai had to talk nonsense with him and directly performed the Beiming Divine Art. After a while, a master-level master turned into an ordinary monk.

"Get out of Tubo, if I find you bluffing and cheating in the Song Dynasty again, I will kill you."

Jiumozhi left, and when he left, he was tall and straight, and he didn't look lost. Zhang Yi thought that he might have figured everything out just like in the original book...

The next step is to deal with Murong Bo. After Zhang Yi repeatedly promised that he would not embarrass Murong Fu, he reluctantly received a slap. After his death, his eyes widened. Zhang Yi thought that he might still be unwilling...

"Murong Fu, I said when I was in Tianshan that I didn't like you but I didn't hate you either. I hope you don't do those idiotic things again... that's fine, you can go back."

Murong Fu didn't respond, picked up Murong Bo's body and walked out, and disappeared from everyone's sight after a while.

"Boss Wu, take care of Murong Fu from now on. If someone wants to make things difficult for him, you...in short, don't make him too sad."

"Yes."

"Okay, all the things that should be dealt with have been dealt with, master, I ask you to fulfill my last wish."

"The old monk who cultivated himself to reach the sky knows that he is no match, so why should the benefactor do this?"

"To tell you the truth, master, I have regarded master as my goal in martial arts a long time ago, just thinking that one day I will be able to fight with master, and hope that master will succeed."

"How do you know the old monk? The old monk hasn't done anything for decades."

"Haha, I know anyway, master, I'll take it as your agreement, let's see."

It was his task to travel through the Tianlong world to challenge the sweeping monk, so he couldn't miss this opportunity whether the other party wanted it or not.

Seeing Zhang Yi's serious face, the sweeping monk knew that it would be impossible to do nothing, so he declared a Buddha name and was ready to take the move.

"Haha, master is optimistic, first take my move of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

"The benefactor's kung fu is so handsome, the old monk didn't expect that there would be someone who could practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to perfection." The sweeping monk said in surprise after avoiding Zhang Yi's palm strength.

"Master is really amazing...Master, I'm going to do my best."

The sweeping monk also began to take it seriously at this time. He declared a Buddhist name and started fighting with Zhang Yi.

The two half-step innate masters are naturally very destructive in the battle. In a short time, the two of them dismantled the built platform to pieces.

"Uncle, do you think your husband can beat the old monk?"

"Girl Qing, don't you trust brats?"

"No, no, but..."

"Don't worry, the old monk's cultivation level is the same as that of the brat, but who told the brat to be young? In terms of stamina, the old monk is no match for the brat."

"kindness."

"Senior sister, do you know this monk? I didn't expect that there is such a powerful master hidden in Shaolin Temple. I think even if the master is still there, he is not his opponent."

"I don't know! After all, Shaolin is a thousand-year-old sect, and it is normal to hide one or two old monsters..."

"Uncle, look, Husband is going to win."

"Hehe, it was expected..."

"The benefactor's Tianshan Liuyang palm is powerful, the old monk is no match, the old monk admits defeat."

"Haha, thank you Master for your success."

(End of this chapter)