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A quarter of an hour later, Dongfang Bubai turned around and left. The holy monk who swept the floor of the Nan Shaolin Sutra Pavilion was no longer breathing, and his heart had been pierced by a needle.

"The remaining people in Southern Shaolin, don't think about it too much. If you dare to fight with my God Cult, they will all be wiped out!"

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"What are you talking about? The holy monk in Southern Shaolin died? Where did you get the news?" Li Changlin looked at Qu Yang in surprise.

Didn't the holy monk hide? No one from the Sun Moon God Sect was found. Li Changlin thought about looking for it himself after a while, lest the floor-sweeping monk would attack other people from the God Sect while he was away.

Of course, Li Changlin didn't feel sorry for the death of a few ordinary congregants. He had never seen or heard of many congregants, but what if it was his apprentice who died?

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But he didn't do anything, and Zhang Sanfeng couldn't do it either. Who killed the sweeping monk?

"Your envoy, the leader sent this news back. The person who killed the holy monk is the leader."

Qu Yang was also shocked when he heard the news.

It is difficult for warriors of the same realm to kill the opponent easily. After all, they can still run if they can't fight, and they are worried that the opponent will fight back desperately.

They don't know when the leader broke through the martial arts myth, but now Qu Yang knows very well that the leader is very strong, very strong.

Li Changlin looked relieved: "It's Madam, then it's fine. Where did she kill the sweeping monk?"

After getting a general idea of ​​Dongfang Bubai's itinerary, Li Changlin felt relieved.

Dongfang Bubai has more experience in traveling the world than he does, and with Dongfang Bubai's strength, he doesn't have to worry about any master being able to kill her.

Dongfang Bubai will not provoke people who have no grievances or enmities, so even if there are some hidden masters, there is no need to be afraid.

The last master of Nan Shaolin died, and now Nan Shaolin should be completely finished.

Well, so Yuanzhen, who stayed behind in Southern Shaolin, should have the ability to become the abbot of Southern Shaolin, right?

From then on, the northern and southern Shaolin were under the command of the Sun Moon God Sect.

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Ni Bodhisattva was walking slowly on the road with a bamboo basket on his back. He had already headed north and reached the territory of Daming.

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Chapter 251: The Prophecy of the Clay Bodhisattva, the Divine Monk Sariko

"Who is this guy? On a hot day, wearing such a loose robe and covering his face, is he so ugly that he doesn't dare to see people?"

"Who knows, it doesn't look like I'm from Ming Dynasty, maybe it's a poor ghost from Da Song."

"This is a seller of mountain goods, what's the smell on him, Xiao Er, should such a person be allowed into the restaurant?"

People in Daming are very proud now, because Daming is powerful.

Just annexed two-thirds of the territory of Mongolia and Yuan, the territory has expanded by [-]%, and the whole country is jubilant.

Moreover, Daming's world is becoming more and more stable, let's quietly go to Da Sui's side, what kind of chaos is it now.

The mud bodhisattva sighed and was about to leave, but saw a familiar figure waving at him.

"The old friend met again, why did he have to leave? Xiaoer, open a room for my friend, prepare a bucket of hot water for bathing, and prepare him a clean new suit."

Lu Xiaofeng threw a piece of silver, and "[-]" was directly embedded on the counter, Xiaoer hurriedly dug it out with his hands, and the rest belonged to him.

When the others saw Lu Xiaofeng's move, they didn't dare to say anything.

In the room, the clay bodhisattva was sitting on the stool after bathing, the bamboo basket next to it had been opened, and the fire monkey was happily nibbling a big apple.

The Ni Bodhisattva stared at a small gourd in front of him: "This is what Li Youshi of the Sun Moon God Sect asked you to give it to me? Said it can cure my sores?"

"Is Li Youshi good at medicine?"

Lu Xiaofeng thought for a while: "I've never heard of it, but he seems to have a special constitution, invulnerable to all poisons. Since he dared to ask me to bring it to you, it must be useful to you."

"But if you use it, you will owe him a favor. Think about it."

"Although he said that he won't let you give orders, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to count other things. I don't want you to be condemned to death like this."

The mud bodhisattva laughed loudly: "Actually, living like this is very painful for me."

He needs a strong person to change his future, who wants to die if he can live?

Opening the stopper of the gourd, the Ni Bodhisattva raised his head and drank it without any hesitation.

Suddenly he snorted, and his expression became very painful.

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked: "What's going on, is this poisonous? It shouldn't be."

Li Changlin has always killed people openly and aboveboard, even disdaining sneak attacks, how could he poison him?Or poison the mud bodhisattva through his hands?

Ni Bodhisattva grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's arm: "Don't worry, I'm fine, this medicine can really cure my sores."

Ni Bodhisattva felt that the sores on his face were itchy and no longer painful, especially his body seemed to become much lighter, which he hadn't experienced in 20 years.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at Mud Bodhisattva's face: "Look in the mirror, it seems that the sores on your face have become much darker, has the poison been driven away?"

The mud bodhisattva shook his head: "It's not that easy. His medicine can help me suppress the poison, but it's not enough to get rid of it completely. This is the punishment of God, and it can't get rid of the root."

"But I am very grateful for being able to suppress it."

Lu Xiaofeng was a little excited: "You go to Heimuya with me, since he gave you some medicine, he must have more medicine. Moreover, he has profound skill, maybe he can use his zhenqi to help you clear the poison from your body."

Ni Bodhisattva patted Lu Xiaofeng's hand that was holding her: "No need, if that's the case, I owe him too much."

"As it is now, I am already very satisfied with the help of the fire monkey. Just taking advantage of this time, I can cultivate a successor."

Picking up a brush, wrote a few words on a piece of paper, dried the ink, and the clay bodhisattva handed it to Lu Xiaofeng: "Lu Xiaofeng, please help me to give it to Li Youshi, this is my thanks to him."

"Let him not have to look for me, this is the answer he wants. If there is fate, we will meet again."

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In Heimuya, Li Changlin looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "You came back so soon? Did you really go to find the Ni Bodhisattva?"

Lu Xiaofeng became anxious: "What's that expression on your face, do you think I'm the type to lie to you after going out for a while?"

Li Changlin raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say that."

Angrily, Lu Xiaofeng took out a piece of paper from his pocket and slapped it on the table: "If I don't drink up all the good wine from your Heimuya today, I won't be able to make up for the wound in my heart."

"Take it, the clay bodhisattva gave it to you, saying it is what you want."

Li Changlin opened the note and saw an address on it, which was a temple.

"Nud Bodhisattva knows what I'm looking for? You really deserve to be the number one fortune teller in the world. It seems that I can't drink with you anymore."

"If you want to drink, you can stay and drink it yourself. I have to go out for a while. This matter cannot be delayed."

Now Li Changlin most wants to find the group of Sui Jingnian Zen sect, and he wants to find Heshibi.

And the mud bodhisattva gave him a temple position, I hope it is true.

If the mud bodhisattva dares to fool him, then don't blame him for being rude and not doing anything while taking advantage of him. It will be terrible when he loses his temper!

When Lu Xiaofeng saw Li Changlin leaving in a hurry, he opened his mouth blankly...

I came to your house, you, the host, left, is it appropriate to leave me here as a guest?How can I still drink?

But he was not polite, and when he left, he asked Qu Yang to prepare a carriage with ten large wine jars installed on it, and he went to find other friends to drink.

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In the desolate temple, Liao Kong came with four Dharma protectors.

"The clues left by Master Yixin point to this temple? Something is wrong, why is there no life here?" Dharma protector Vajra Bugai asked curiously.

Liaokong frowned slightly, walked in without saying a word.

Pushing open the somewhat dilapidated temple door, I saw a familiar figure kneeling in front of the Buddha statue.

"Master Yixin? Master Yixin!" Bu Tan called out loudly, but got no response.

Liaokong walked over and found that Yixin had passed away, but there were no traces of fighting here, and no scars were seen on Master Yixin.

"What's going on, why did Master Yixin sit down?" Dharma protector Vajra asked in confusion.

"That's right, didn't Master Yixin bring He's Bi, did someone steal it?" Bu Chi guessed.

Liao Kong suddenly put his hand on top of Master Yixin's head, and the body of Master Yixin instantly emitted a golden light.

The golden light seemed to emerge from the body, slowly upward, and flew out from Master Yixin's mouth.

"Relic! The condensed relic after Master Yixin sits and dissolves!" Bugang was shocked, so it seems that Master Yixin really sat and melted by himself.

After taking out the relic, Master Yixin's body began to decay in an instant. After one breath, it had turned into fly ash, not even bones left.

Liao Kong suddenly pointed to the Buddha statue in front of him, and immediately pushed it away without being greedy.

The Buddha statue moved away, revealing a hole, and in the hole, there was a box.

"Master Zen, it's He's Bi, Master Yixin put He's Bi here." Bu Tan shouted loudly.

Liaokong nodded slightly, but he was also a little puzzled, why did Master Yixin condense all his skills into a relic, and did he want to give it to him?

He refined the relic of Master Yixin, and his strength would definitely increase a lot. Then he should be able to deal with Li Changlin, right?

If not, then he still has He's Bi, for the sake of eliminating demons in the world, he absorbs the energy from He's Bi, presumably the Buddha will not blame him.

Li Changlin also came to the foot of the mountain and looked at the small temple on the mountain when he sat on the ground and was refining the relics.

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Chapter 252: The voice of the demon, breaking the heart with one word

"Well, I finally arrived. I hope I'm not late."

Li Changlin raced fast along the way, ruined several thousand-mile horses, and used his lightness kung fu to rush on the road. In less than two days, he came from Daming to Song, and found this small temple on the side of the mountain.

Move your feet and go up the mountain quickly.

In front of the temple gate, Li Changlin smiled: "It seems that I am really not late, everything and people are here."

He had already felt the breath inside, and stretched out his hand to push open the temple door.

"Who is outside!" With a sharp shout, a very strong monk appeared in front of the door.

Li Changlin looked at the other party: "Tsk tsk, there is such a smooth monk in this small temple on the barren mountain. You usually eat well."

Not greedy and furious: "Who are you, outsiders are not welcome here, leave immediately."

Li Changlin took a step forward: "Do you have the final say here? I'm an outsider, so are you an insider? Even a monk, you know what an insider is?"

"Forget it, what does a junior know, get out of the way and let your parents come out and talk."

Not greedy looked at Li Changlin in shock, this young man actually called him a junior?

He is in Jingnian Zen 27, and his seniority is only lower than Master Yixin and Zen Master. Whose disciple is this young man, and he speaks so loudly?

"Amitabha, the poor monk made it very clear that outsiders are not welcome here, please leave, otherwise the poor monk will ask you to leave."

Saying that, Bugang released the tyrannical aura on his body and pressed towards Li Changlin.

In his eyes, Li Changlin was just an ordinary person, without the slightest aura of martial arts, probably an ordinary person from the village at the foot of the mountain, who came to the temple to offer incense.

Normally, when pilgrims come, Bu Tan will definitely greet them with a smile, but at this time, the Zen master is refining Master Yixin's relics inside, so he must not be disturbed.

He thought that Li Changlin would roll down the mountain with a terrified face, but he didn't expect that Li Changlin stepped over the threshold and walked in as if he didn't feel his breath at all.

"The disciples of the Tangtang Jingnian Temple, now they are huddled in such a place, don't you feel panicked?"

Bu Tan was taken aback: "Who the hell are you?!"

He even revealed his identity in a single word. Is this person a master of the rivers and lakes?

"It doesn't matter who you are, it's a sin to come in."

Bu Tan grabbed Li Changlin's shoulder, and was going to capture Li Changlin first, and hand it over to Zen Master later.

But Li Changlin's shoulders trembled slightly, and he felt a powerful counter-shock force that directly shook his palm away.