Noisy, unscrupulous system

Xuanci sighed.

There really are people hiding in Shaolin Temple!

This Shaolin Temple is my territory, do you regard it as your home?

Is there anything else I didn’t know about the Shaolin Temple before?

Now, is there anything else I don’t know about this Shaolin Temple?

The Chinese language is so broad and profound!

"Old thief Murong, please accept your fate!"

"I, Xiao Yuanshan, seek revenge on you!"

Xiao Yuanshan made a move to kill him. Murong Bo had a confused look in his eyes and could only resist.

Murong Bo was completely confused.

Is this person Xiao Yuanshan?

Xiao Yuanshan is Xiao Yuanshan, but...

How did I reveal my identity?

I hid it so well and was exposed?

The two of them attacked wildly, and the fight was fierce.

Abbot Xuanci was angry.

He rolled up his sleeves.

You don’t take me as your master seriously!

Do you know what it means that the world’s martial arts originated from Shaolin?

He was about to rush forward angrily, and the next second...

"Disciples, listen to the order and let them fight!"

Xuanci put his hands together and showed compassion on his face.

Shaolin monk: "..."

Abbot, are you timid?

Xuanci: Haha!

How could I be so cowardly?

Can't you beat even one?

Even if I can't beat them, I still dare to fight them.

Mainly, this is their personal grudge, so let them fight it.

I'm not a coward.

"Xiaoyaozi."

The sweeping monk looked at Zhou Du and said, "Since they are fighting, I will fight with you too!"

Zhou Du: Get out!

I'm still waiting to harvest Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

If I fight you, let alone whether I can beat you, even if I can beat you...

I will also use up most of my internal energy.

Get out of the way, I won’t play with you!

"I don't want to fight you, I just want to know, do I know you?"

Zhou Du asked.

Sweeping Monk: Alas!

You have indeed forgotten me!

"Are you Duan Siping or Murong Longcheng?"

Zhou Du asked.

Sweeping Monk: "???"

How could I be them?

"You remember these two masters, even I have forgotten!"

The sweeping monk sighed, "The poor monk's name..."

"Poor monk Yunhai!"

The sweeping monk said calmly, "Monk of the Yun generation!"

"I have met you, talked to your disciples, and even obtained the Small No-Phase Skill from you!"

The sweeping monk put his hands together and looked compassionate.

Zhou Du: "???"

Senior Yun?

Never heard of it!

"Who do you think you are?"

Abbot Xuanci suddenly exclaimed, "Are you the great uncle of Master Yunhai?"

"Amitabha!"

The sweeping monk nodded, "The poor monk was once a lay disciple of Shaolin. Later, he escaped into Buddhism and received the Buddhist name Yun Hai."

"It's been forty-two years since I came to the Sutra Pavilion. I don't know if it's been forty-three years."

The sweeping monk said gently, "Xiaoyaozi, when you were the best in the world, I once challenged you..."

"It was you who gave me the advice, I'm very impressed!"

"Unexpectedly, we will all die of old age, but we can still meet in this Shaolin Temple!"

The sweeping monk had a look of emotion on his face.

"Don't worry, even if you die of old age, I won't die either!"

Zhou Du said calmly, "I can definitely beat you to death!"

Sweeping Monk: "..."

I know that your Xiaoyao sect’s martial arts are awesome, and I know that you will have a long life.

Let me tell you, Shaolin’s health-preserving skills are also quite good.

Who knows who will survive and who will die by then?

Zhou Du looked at the sweeping monk and smiled.

Now we know that the sweeping monk is a master of Shaolin.

Xuanci calls him uncle, he is two generations senior to Xuanci.

He is the thirty-second generation master of Shaolin Temple.

(Making it up! Who knows who the sweeping monk is?)

"Xiaoyaozi, I want to challenge you!"

The sweeping monk said coldly, "I was defeated by you back then, now I want to challenge again!"

"well!"

Zhou Du sighed, "How old are we two?"

"You are one hundred and fifty, and I am one hundred and forty too!"

The sweeping monk said.

"We are almost three hundred years old together, what a challenge!"

Zhou Du stretched out his hand, "In order to preserve Qi and blood, we have to work hard on our internal strength!"

Sweeping Monk: "..."

Are you sure this is called preserving Qi and blood?

Internal strength competition is the most ferocious, right?

One mistake and both of us will burp.

you……

"Come and compete with your inner strength!"

Zhou Du urged again, "Now I challenge you!"

"Amitabha!"

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "I have all four elements in vain, and my fame and fortune are like floating clouds..."

"Lao Na was defeated!"

The sweeping monk spoke calmly.

No matter how hard you work, you old man has lived enough, but I haven't lived enough yet.

I still want to live another thirty to fifty years.

"Oh, it really is cold at high places!"

Zhou Du put his hands behind his back, feeling lonely and lonely.

Sweeping Monk: "..."

Does your mother know that you are so awesome?

Oh, by the way, you have been buried long ago.

You old guy is getting more and more shameless.

I still care about you!

I saw that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were fighting at the most intense level.

Both of them had white mist steaming above their heads, their internal energy being pushed to the extreme!

Zhou Du nodded to Xiao Feng, "Xiao Feng, come on!"

Xiao Feng: "..."

Can I go up now?

Didn’t you say that I stand upright and cannot bully the minority with more?

"The hatred between parents is irreconcilable. To deal with such evil spirits, there is no need to argue with him about moral principles!"

Zhou Du grinned.

Isn't this what decent people like to do the most?

If the evil sect uses the many to bully the few, and the big sect bullies the small, the righteous sect will say that they do not follow the moral principles of the world.

When the decent faction besieges the evil faction, they will say that such a bad person does not need to talk to him about the moral principles of the world.

so……

Does decency mean justice in the world?

Xiao Feng was speechless, then jumped up.

Forget it, it's just to avenge my parents anyway.

So, he went!

He rushed forward carrying his own stereo.

Murong Bo: "..."

It’s over, can’t be beaten!

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were evenly matched, but with Xiao Feng, especially Xiao Feng turning on the stereo...

Murong Bo was in tragedy.

Within twenty moves, Murong Bo was hit by Xiao Feng's palm and flew backwards.

Murong Bo cried.

There is no news in the world, why am I suddenly burping?

"Old thief Murong, go to hell!"

Xiao Yuanshan chased after him and slapped Murong Bo's Tianling Gai with his palm.

Zhou Du rushed up and with one move of the Dragon Subduing Palm, Xiao Yuanshan was knocked away.

After Xiao Yuanshan landed, he took dozens of steps back.

"Senior, why did you stop me?"

Xiao Yuanshan's blood boiled, he suppressed his breath and asked.

Zhou Du smiled slightly and said, "Wait a moment."

Xiao Yuanshan frowned, "Senior, who are you trying to help?"

"Murong Bo!"

Zhou Du looked at Murong Bo and said gently, "Come, I challenge you."

"I am one hundred and fifty years old, you are seriously injured..."

"Let's have a fair fight!"

Zhou Du put on his posture and smiled.

Murong Bo almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

You ride a horse!

Although you are one hundred and fifty years old, you are full of energy, while I am seriously injured.

How can you have the nerve to say a fair fight?

"Master, I'm here!"

A voice came from afar.

All I saw was Li Qiu Shui, his clothes flying around, holding a person in one hand and falling down.

She casually threw the two of them to the ground.

One is a handsome young man, and the other is a solemn and eminent monk.

Murong Fu and Jiumozhi!

"Master, I have captured Murong Fu and Jiumozhi!"

"You said you wanted to live, so I disabled their martial arts!"

"Guaranteed to be alive!"

Li Qiushui said with a smile.

Everyone: "..."

This woman is so cruel.