Daqin: I faked my death, and the opening was exposed by the gold list

This is a truly prosperous age, so huge that even if it is written in the history books, it will be hard for the later kings and the people of the world to believe it.

Although the outer front was defeated.

But Kyushu was not defeated.

There are still many people working hard, many people are sticking to it, and many people are rushing to help!

No one gave up resistance.

I see.

This terrifying demon sect that has stood in the rivers and lakes of the Tang Dynasty for hundreds of years is moving. They will be representatives of the rivers and lakes of the Tang Dynasty, and they will do their best to help the battlefield.

As for how many people can come back alive.

They didn't think about it.

In the face of the imminent catastrophe in Kyushu, many people have forgotten life and death, and all other things.

Only the almost obsessive defense is left! .

Chapter 219 The old monk abolished the abbot, and the thousand-year-old temple rushed to the border

Great Song Dynasty, Shaolin School.

At this moment.

In that thousand-year-old ancient temple, the sinking bell was rang, and the reverberating sound lingered throughout the ancient temple, and the sound of the bell was faint.

A stick of incense was inserted everywhere, and the dense air was constantly rising, floating into the sky.

It is the representative force of the Great Song Jianghu.

Previously, he was also ranked very high in the power gold list, and his strength is very strong. There are many master-level eminent monks in the sect, and there are even many grand masters.

And there is an eminent monk who is almost at the mythical level of martial arts in the door.

He is a true master in the Jianghu of the Song Dynasty!

At a time when all the people in Kyushu are united as one, and the people and the rivers and lakes are all helping each other.

The abbot of Shaolin gathered many hall masters, eminent monks, elders and other monks under his sect to gather together, as if he had something important to announce.

The master of Arhat Hall asked directly:

"Abbot, is it about my Shaolin rushing to help the battlefield?"

As soon as this word comes out.

All the monks around forgot to come out, because they thought so too.

Now Kyushu is facing the invasion of foreign enemies, showing an appearance of incomparable unity.

There are forces in all major rivers and lakes rushing to help.

They thought that they and others, as the masters of the Great Song Jianghu, naturally couldn't be absent.

However, the abbot shook his head and said:

"No, I'm 100 forests less and I won't participate in the war. Instead, I want to hide from the world and avoid this catastrophe."

The voice just fell.

The monks around were all in a state of astonishment, and all the expressions on their original faces were all sluggish at the moment.

They stared at the abbot of Shaolin obsessively.

He even thought that if the other party was wrong, Shaolin should send a faction to help.

But the abbot of Shaolin spoke firmly and said:

"I'm not wrong, I really decided to let Shaolin hide from the world and avoid this catastrophe."

Immediately.

Many monks showed disappointed expressions.

They waited for so long, and many disciples under the sect were sharpening their knives, and wanted to kill outside the territory.

But now the order to rush to the battlefield has not waited.

Instead, Shaolin was about to hide from the world, trying to avoid this disaster.

Many monks were puzzled, with anger in their eyes, wanting to reprimand Shaolin abbot for this decision.

The master of Arhat Hall was furious, and said angrily:

"Abbot, my Shaolin is also the Shaolin of Kyushu!"

"Now that Kyushu is in trouble, should I, Shaolin, stand by and watch?"

"In this way, how will the world see me, Shaolin? How do they see me?!"

This sentence spoke out the thoughts of others.

They all looked at the abbot of Shaolin, wanting to know how he would answer next.

However, in the face of such words.

The abbot of Shaolin seemed a little understated, and said indifferently:

"To live is the most correct choice. Now that the outer front is defeated, the enemy is extremely turbulent, and there are even more invincible strongmen descending on the battlefield."

"Even if I, Shaolin, send a dispatch to help, I will definitely not be an opponent, and I will lose a lot of lives in vain."

"In this way, I, Shaolin, might as well choose to hide from the world and close the mountains, and keep a little bit of Kyushu's salary."

I saw the Shaolin abbot talking eloquently.

However, he did not find that many people present showed disappointed expressions.

They glared at the Shaolin abbot one after another, their eyes were full of disbelief, they didn't expect the other party to say such a remark.

This simply makes them extremely disappointed!

How can such a person deserve to be the abbot of Shaolin?

But when the abbot of Shaolin continued his high-spirited talk.

A plainly dressed monk in a sackcloth robe walked in.

He clasped his hands, his face was full of compassion, his face was wrinkled, and he looked very ordinary, like an old and ordinary monk in Shaolin.

But the monks present saw him.

It was like seeing a Buddha!

Even the Shaolin abbot paused, and looked at the old monk who came suddenly with puzzled eyes.

The arrival of the old monk surprised many people present.

Because they found out.

I didn't know this old monk who suddenly arrived, but this old monk's temperament was very unusual, as if they were facing a real eminent monk.

But the next moment.

Their (badf) expressions froze, and they remembered that there seemed to be a holy monk in Shaolin that no one had ever seen before.

Could it be.

This person is the nameless sweeping monk from Shaolin? !

For an instant.

Many people wondered in their hearts, wondering why this eminent monk had never appeared before, why he came under the public eye today.

only see.

Step by step, the old monk walked slowly in front of the Shaolin abbot, and asked calmly:

"You want me to hide from the world in Shaolin?"

The Shaolin abbot clasped his hands together. At this time, he also understood who was coming before him, so he smiled slightly and said:

"Senior, the enemy is coming fiercely, all I have done is to save a little salary for Kyushu."

Face this phrase.

The old monk nodded slightly, as if he agreed with the Shaolin abbot's words.

But say a word:

"You are not suitable to be my abbot of Shaolin."

next moment.

His old palm slowly moved towards the Shaolin abbot, the whole palm was covered with old ravines.

The Shaolin abbot's face became terrified, because he found that he couldn't move, he could only watch the palm enveloping him.

Finally, the old monk's palm brushed past his head.

Just for a moment.

The abbot felt as if he had walked through the gate of hell, sweating profusely, and his eyes were full of fear.

Just when all the other monks present were in doubt.

The old monk raised his eyes slowly, a sense of arrogance and domineering filled his surroundings.

There was a kind of madness in those eyes.

The terrifying martial arts force field expanded in an instant, and everyone's hearts sank, only feeling a mountain-like pressure overturning.

That terrible pressure seemed to put everyone in a violent storm.

Budo Myth!

Everyone present was dumbfounded, because it is absolutely impossible for heavenly beings to make them feel like they are facing an enemy with just their breath, only in the realm of mythology can this be possible!

The old monk spoke softly, but his voice was as loud as thunder, resounding through the Great Hall of Great Heroes in Shaolin.

"From now on, I will be the new abbot of Shaolin, who has any objection?!"

Facing such an overwhelming strength.

Everyone present had objections and dared not open their mouths.

And the old monk in front of him is very domineering, not like a monk.

On the contrary, it looks more like a demon!

However, what the old monk said next made them all overjoyed and overjoyed!

The old monk spoke slowly, obviously very softly, but his voice was unusually loud.

"Now that Kyushu is in trouble, I, Shaolin, is a big sect in Kyushu, and the ancient temple has been standing on this land for thousands of years, how can I stay out of it?"

"Pass down my decree, and my Shaolin generals will rush to the border to help the battlefield, or help the major dynasties build new lines of defense."

"If anyone is unwilling, then leave my Shaolin!"

At this moment.

The old monk's words lingered here for a long time, as if he refused to leave.

Chapter 2: Let's Kill All the Gods of the West!

Between the sky and the earth, white snow floated.

Although it was not big, it also brought a little chill, making many people tighten their clothes.

It's just that no matter how heavy the snow is, it can't quench the fiery hearts of Kyushu.

As the saying goes.

The outer front may really be defeated~.

But Kyushu was not defeated, and has never been defeated!