The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

"Um..." Pirate Eleven asked hesitantly, "Where's your bag?"

Huo Sanniang said angrily: "With such a divine monk in front, do I dare to take the bag? To be able to come out alive is already showing great kindness."

Looking back at the scene at that time, Huo Sanniang still has lingering fears.

Pirate Eleven nodded, and then he was a little puzzled: "Why didn't he stop me?"

Chapter 34 What's Mine Is Still Mine, You Have To Split Half Of It

Huo Sanniang recalled the appearance of the divine monk, and murmured: "I probably don't care."

"Don't care?" Pirate Eleven raised his eyebrows lightly, raised the bag in his hand, and said with a smile, "This is the accumulation of Shaolin Temple for thousands of years, can he not care?"

Huo Sanniang shook her head, and said softly: "I have a Buddha's heart, and I have been locked up by dust for a long time.

Once the dust is gone, the light is born, and the mountains and rivers are broken by ten thousand flowers.

That is a real hidden monk, we are probably like ants in his eyes. "

"There are also hidden monks in Yaowangyuan?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the right side of the two.

Pirate Eleven and Huo Sanniang looked at the person together as usual.

"Your Highness."

The two shouted at the same time.

The person who came was a young man in a blue brocade robe, with a half white mask covering his nose and lips.

Behind him, there were four other people: two swordsmen in black uniforms, a Taoist priest, and a middle-aged monk in yellow monk's robes.

"You are the only one who succeeded." The young man in brocade clothes looked at the bag in Bandit Eleven's hand and said with a chuckle.

"What? The Sutra Pavilion failed?"

Pirate Eleven showed a strange look.

As far as he knew, the 'His Royal Highness' in front of him also invited two well-known thieves to infiltrate into the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

The young man in brocade clothes sighed: "An old monk who sweeps the floor appeared out of nowhere in the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, and his strength is terrifying. Those two guys, just seeing each other made the old monk stunned."

"An old monk who sweeps the floor?" Pirate Eleven and Huo Sanniang looked at each other, and they were both a little grateful. Fortunately, the monk in the Yaowang courtyard ignored them.

"You just said that there are also divine monks in the Yaowang courtyard?" the young man in brocade clothes asked again.

Huo Sanniang nodded and said, "On the seventh floor, it's definitely a divine monk."

"Can you make a move?" The young man in brocade clothes was curious.

Huo Sanniang smiled wryly: "He wants to make a move, does Your Highness think we can still appear here?"

"That's true." The young man in brocade clothes nodded, glanced at the bag in Bandit Eleven's hand, and asked, "What's in it?"

Huo Sanniang's eyelids twitched, Pirate Eleven laughed directly and said, "I'm going to dedicate it to Your Highness."

Saying that, he threw the bag directly to Mr. Jinyi.

Huo Sanniang's face changed at that moment, and she glared fiercely at Pirate Eleven.

Young Master Jinyi smiled as he opened the bag: "I said, all the gains this time..."

As he spoke, Young Master Jinyi's eyes widened, and he stopped talking.

"Hehe~, since you have such a heart on Eleventh, then I will be disrespectful." Young Master Jinyi laughed, and a bit of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Huo Sanniang's face turned green.

"I have a question. I wonder if Your Highness can help me?" Pirate Eleven asked.

"Say." Young Master Jin Yi looked at Pirate Eleven.

Pirate Eleven asked: "This time, what is His Highness' purpose?"

"You asked the wrong question."

Young Master Jinyi smiled lightly, "But today, I am very satisfied with you, so I will tell you something.

The sky of Dazhou is about to change.

Rivers and lakes, courts, temples, no one can stay out of it. "

"Understood." Pirate Eleven smiled, "It seems that the two of us have already stood in line ahead of time."

Young Master Jin Yi said with a half-smile, "Is this your truth?"

"Is that important?" Pirate Eleven asked rhetorically.

Young Master Jinyi looked at Pirate Eleven firmly, and said, "You are indeed a smart man, let's go."

Pirate Eleven secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Said, glanced at Huo Sanniang, turned around and left.

Huo Sanniang also heard some tricks, and followed Pirate Eleven without saying anything.

"Your Highness, are you going to let them go?" asked the monk in yellow beside Young Master Jin Yi.

"Rogue Eleven is a smart man, he knows what to say and what not to say."

Young Master Jin Yi laughed, "Besides, why did I ever say that I was going to kill them?"

"........."

...

After fleeing for more than [-] li, Bandit Eleven and Huo Sanniang slowed down.

"What's going on?" Huo Sanniang asked with a frown.

Pirate Eleven sighed: "You don't really think that the things we stole really belong to us, do you?"

"Otherwise?" Huo Sanniang muffled.

Pirate Eleven shook his head, didn't mention the 'His Royal Highness' just now, but said: "This time we stole the Shaolin Temple, this matter is too big, we can't handle it."

"Then give him all the things you have finally stolen?" Huo Sanniang was very distressed.

"Who said everything was given to him?"

Pirate Eleven raised his eyebrows and smiled, then looked at Huo Sanniang, with a half-smile and said, "Did you leave all your things in Shaolin Temple?"

Huo Sanniang's eyes flickered, and she snorted softly, "What's mine is mine, and what's yours will be mine."

Pirate Eleven was speechless.

"........."

Behind the two, a masked man in white, with a figure like a ghost, followed silently.

"There are two eminent monks in Shaolin, at least one of them can be on the list."

...

Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple and one of the four holy places of Buddhism.

In the past, there were also powerful opponents who climbed mountains to provoke, but they never caused too many serious losses to Shaolin.

On the contrary, they helped Shaolin become famous again and again.

And this time.

A group of enemies sneaked into Shaolin, but all the temples in Shaolin didn't notice it.

An eminent monk of the Du generation was interrupted to cross the evil breakthrough, and was seriously injured in a battle. He had no hope of reaching a higher level in his life.

The Pill Pagoda of Yaowangyuan was looted, and the accumulation of thousands of years was wiped out!

This time, what Shaolin lost was not only the elixir, but also the reputation of the holy place accumulated over thousands of years.

Chapter 35 Exploding Corpse?Who cheated?

In the evening, the heads of Shaolin temples gathered together.

Abbot Xuanzheng of Shaolin said in a deep voice: "This matter must be thoroughly investigated, and the elixir lost in the Pill Pagoda must be recovered as much as possible."

Xuan Chi, the head of the Yaowang Academy, nodded and said, "Maybe we can get something out of the old monster Chunqiu."

"In the Sutra Pavilion, there was an eminent monk of unknown seniority who helped catch two thieves, both of whom are well-known figures on the list of robbers." Xuanben, the chief elder of the Sutra Pavilion, said.

"Fortunately, this eminent monk is here." Abbot Xuanzheng sighed.

If the Sutra Pavilion is stolen, Shaolin's reputation will be ruined.

"The blood knife demon monk, the old monster of Spring and Autumn, the evil leader Duan Tianze, the top thief... Who can recruit these people together?" Xuan Bei, the head of the Arhat Hall, asked in deep thought.

All the heads were in deep thought.

a long time.

Abbot Xuanzheng said slowly: "No matter who it is, this is already declaring war on Shaolin."

All the leaders looked at Xuanzheng.

"Shaolin disciples haven't been around the rivers and lakes for a long time." Abbot Xuanzheng said, his face seemed benevolent and indifferent.

"........."

...

Yaowangyuan, Danta.

Xiao Xun slept deeply, and the entire fifth floor of the Dan Tower was silent.

Or there is too much dust on the body, which perfectly blends with the surrounding floor and gravel.

so that.

Among the monks on the fifth floor, none of them noticed Xiao Xun's existence.

Xuan Lian had thought about going to Xiao Xun herself, but in order to 'make a contribution', he purposely made herself seriously injured, the poison was more serious, and she almost lost her ability to move.

Moreover, seeing the cold face of the chief Xuan Chi, he didn't dare to 'disturb' Xuan Chi at this time.

With the support of several apprentices, Xuan Lian returned to her Buddhist monastery early in the morning.

night and day.

The next day, early in the morning.

Xuanchi began to organize manpower to repair the top of the Danta.

When cleaning the fifth floor, a floor sweeping monk of the wise generation screamed when he swept the gravel and swept the floor where Xiao Xun was.

The broom touched Xiao Xun's feet.

a time.

A group of monks came after hearing the sound.

surrounded Xiao Xun.

"Are you still alive?" A monk of the Hui generation asked in a low voice.

A yellow-clothed monk of the round generation stepped forward, put his hand on Xiao Xun's neck, felt it for a while, stood up, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, your body feels cold, and you have no pulse."

Hearing this, the monks were not too surprised or panicked.

After all, at this moment Xiao Xun's body is covered with dust, he doesn't look like a living person.

At this time, Xuan Chi came over with a group of eminent monks of the Xuan family and several yellow-clothed monks of the Yuan family.

"What's going on?" Xuan Chi asked.

During the questioning, Xiao Xun was already seen on the floor.

"It seems to be the medicine boy of Master Xuanlian's uncle." A monk in yellow said.

"Amitabha." Xuan Chi clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name with a look of compassion.

"Amitabha."

All the monks clasped their hands together, and after saying the Buddha's name, they began to chant Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

It seems to be summoning the soul, and it seems to be seeing off.

Like a mosquito buzzing in his ears, Xiao Xun's eyelashes moved and his eyes opened, feeling sleepy.