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Chapter 126 Battle of the Poison Research Institute Against the Sweeping Monk [Please subscribe, brothers, how about a first subscription?]

After neutralizing Mo Fei's momentum, the Sweeper Monk did not continue to attack, and completely ignored Mo Fei's provocative words.

Perhaps knowing he must be near the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository, he glanced around at the crowd before speaking:

"Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, is truly not to be underestimated. I never expected it to hide such a great Buddha. Would you allow me to pay my respects?"

Could it be that his words were directed at the monks of the Xuan generation standing in front of the main hall?

Before fully understanding the Sweeper Monk's strength, Mo Fei had no intention of rashly engaging him in a life-or-death struggle.

These Shaolin monks, desperately needing someone to support them, were perhaps his scouts.

At this moment, the Shaolin monks were also completely dumbfounded. They had all been practicing in the temple for decades, but they had never known that there was such a peerless master hidden in the temple.

With Abbot Xuanci now a cripple, Shaolin urgently needs a master to keep order and maintain order.

At this moment, the Shaolin monks were even more eager than Mo Fei to find this master hidden in the temple.

However, among the eight precepts of Buddhism is the prohibition against falsehood, so they could not deceive Mo Fei with words. They could only secretly inquire whether the people around them knew the details.

"I've heard that the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository houses the world's most treasured books. I imagine that the masters hidden within your temple are likely hiding here. Why don't we go and pay them a visit?"

Upon hearing Mo Fei's words, the monks' eyes lit up. Mo Fei's words seemed to have lit a guiding light for them. After careful consideration, they also felt that the hidden master was very likely in the Sutra Repository.

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Meanwhile, the battle between Kumārajīva and Ding Chunqiu was nearing its end.

Ding Chunqiu had been completely defeated by Kumārajīva and was now in a sorry state. His hair was disheveled and there were more than a dozen scorch marks left by the Flaming Blade on his body.

The Xingxiu Sect disciples watching from the sidelines were filled with fear as they watched their master being defeated. They were afraid that once Ding Chunqiu was defeated, they would scatter like birds and beasts.

This should serve as a wake-up call for Mo Fei, reminding him that the true way to conduct oneself is to persuade others with virtue and reason, and to gather people together with benefits and benevolence.

The oppression of the powerful cannot last forever. Once the powerful regime collapses, those who have been oppressed will be the first to retaliate.

Ding Chunqiu's Xingxiu Sect is the best example. Believing in the law of the jungle, the sect had many disciples but no cohesion. In the face of unforeseen circumstances, it immediately fell apart.

When the disciples of the Starry Sky Sect saw Mo Fei walking towards them, they were all terrified. If Mo Fei hadn't locked onto them with his aura beforehand, they would probably have scattered long ago.

These people are all experts in poisons; if left unchecked, they will surely become a scourge on the martial arts world. But if used properly, they might become a trump card in his hands in the future.

“You disciples of the Starry Constellation Sect have all committed numerous evils. Given your character, you should all be executed without exception.”

As soon as Mo Fei finished speaking, the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect trembled, their faces turned pale, and they begged for their lives.

"But I'm in a good mood today, so I'm going to give you a chance to live."

"As long as you are willing to submit to me and obediently serve me from now on, I will guarantee you a worry-free life and enjoy wealth and honor."

Upon hearing the offer made by Mo Fei, the members of the Xingxiu Sect had no hesitation and immediately knelt down, eagerly expressing their willingness to submit.

Mo Fei looked at the Xingxiu Sect members kneeling on the ground in front of him.

He had already found a place for these people in his mind. His plan was to form a research team with these people who were experts in poisons, so that they could help him develop various poisons in the future.

Ding Chunqiu's Three Smiles of Carefree Powder remains fresh in Mo Fei's memory.

The opponents he would face in the future would become increasingly bizarre and powerful. Having a poison research base might provide him with considerable assistance. Ding Chunqiu, who was already under immense pressure from Kumārajīva, suddenly found his defense crumbling when he saw all his disciples surrender. Kumārajīva seized the opportunity and used a Vajra Palm strike to send him flying and capture him.

Mo Fei didn't waste any words with him. He directly used strong liquor to make several enhanced versions of the Life and Death Talisman and injected them into his body. After letting him experience the pleasure of ten thousand ants gnawing at his heart, he asked him if he was willing to submit.

Now that things have come to this, Ding Chunqiu dared not utter a single word of objection and could only nod repeatedly to express his willingness.

When the Shaolin monks saw that Mo Fei had subdued the Xingxiu Sect members and that Ding Chunqiu, a fierce general, had recently joined their ranks, they became increasingly uneasy.

Finally, left with no other choice, he had to agree to Mo Fei and his group's suggestion to go with them to find and visit the master in the temple.

Mo Fei glanced at the experts under his command and suddenly felt a surge of heroic spirit.

The two carefree elders, Kumārajīva, Ding Chunqiu, and Xiao Feng—this lineup is practically a dragon-slaying team!

Even if he is no match for the Sweeper Monk, he can surely escape unscathed without any problem.

When the group arrived at the outside of the Sutra Repository, a gaunt monk in a blue robe was sweeping the ground with a broom. The monk was quite old, with a face covered in wrinkles and a few sparse white hairs on his beard.

They paid no attention to the arrival of Mo Fei and the others, as if they were completely unaware of it.

An elderly monk of the Xuan generation stepped forward, about to ask the old monk a question, but was interrupted by Mo Fei raising his hand.

"The Zen master's skill is so profound, yet he willingly becomes a sweeping monk here. I can't help but admire him."

However, his words did not receive a reply from the old monk sweeping the floor.

The old monk calmly swept away the fallen leaves and dust in front of the pavilion, his expression serene and peaceful, neither sad nor happy. The only sound in front of the pavilion was the soft rustling of the broom.

The invisible sweeping sound, seemingly carrying some kind of magical movement, inevitably attracted the attention of everyone in front of the pavilion. As his broom swayed, it was as if he was sweeping away the dust from everyone's minds.

"wake up!"

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Mo Fei's heart, causing him to instinctively shout, pulling everyone's attention back to reality.

Mo Fei's loud shout finally made the old monk, who was bent over sweeping the floor, raise his head for the first time.

For the first time, her wrinkled face was no longer calm and still, but showed a hint of surprise.

"You are so young yet you have such composure. I have underestimated you."

"Master, what skill you have! We have fallen into your trap without even realizing it."

Mo Fei pondered everything that had happened since he entered the room, but still couldn't figure out when he had fallen into the trap. He became even more wary of the old monk in front of him.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate. We came to pay our respects, but you did not offer any assistance. Your methods are truly despicable. If I had not been alert, I would probably be your puppet by now. In that case, don't blame me for being unruly."

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, so how could it possibly engage in a fair fight with it?

"Let's do it together!"

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