Witness the flow, the lady is really beautiful

huh~

A figure appeared like a ghost, looked at this thousand-year-old temple, and Chen Mo, who had changed his appearance, had a dim gaze: Shaolin again, it seems that Shaolin in every world is a disaster!

He didn't take action when he was at war with the Liao Kingdom, but when he heard that they were coming to steal the secret manuals from his Sutra Library, he immediately led his men to ambush them. It's really...

If it weren't for the mistakes you made, how could there have been constant wars between the Song and Liao countries in the original novel, and there wouldn't have been so many people displaced on the border. You are really more of a hindrance than a help!

Chen Mo really has no good feelings towards this force!

Along the way, Chen Mo did little to hide his whereabouts. When he saw the Shaolin disciples, he did not kill them, but directly used the [Northern Divine Art] to absorb their internal energy through the air.

The commotion here soon alarmed many high-ranking Shaolin officials. Abbot Xuan Ci, along with many elders and monks, surrounded Chen Mo.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my Shaolin Temple at night?" Xuan Ci frowned as he looked at this complete stranger.

It's not that he didn't want to take action directly, but he just saw Chen Mo's plague-like behavior. Wherever he went, the disciples fell to the ground. If those disciples had not shown any signs of poisoning, he would have suspected that Chen Mo was poisoning them.

It was precisely because he couldn't figure out Chen Mo's intentions that he didn't dare to act rashly.

A monk whose inner strength was sucked dry by Chen Mo cried out in pain: "Abbot, we...we have no inner strength left..."

Hearing this, Xuan Ci and the other monks all changed their expressions, and one monk even shouted angrily: "I don't care who you are, give their internal energy back to them!"

"If you can do it, why don't you go back to your father's body?" Chen Mo sneered. What a joke. There is no way that the internal force that entered his eyes can be returned.

"Ah... die!" When the monk saw Chen Mo insulting him, he immediately hit Chen Mo with a long stick.

"Oh, you keep shouting 'Buddha has mercy on us' every day, but as soon as you open your mouth you talk about death. You are really a bunch of hypocritical people!" Chen Mo used [Shadow Change] to distance himself and said.

"Amitabha, my Buddhist sect also has a furious Vajra who specializes in killing evil people!" a martial monk argued.

"Do you use this as an excuse every time you want to kill someone? In that case, I'll be the bad guy for once. Let's see whether you kill me or I... kill you!" After saying that, Chen Mo no longer hesitated and directly activated the [Northern Divine Art] with all his strength. A terrifying suction force appeared on all the monks, and they finally understood why those monks had that expression before.

Xuan Ci tried to suppress the raging internal energy in his body, but unfortunately even great masters like Wuyazi couldn't resist it completely, let alone him.

Suddenly, their inner strength poured out like a flood.

Xuan Ci said with a fierce look, "Everyone, come together. As long as we capture him, this situation will definitely end. We can even force him to return his inner strength to us."

Hearing this, the monks and elders who had been in a panic came to their senses and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't plan to take action until he had sucked them dry, so he kept moving around through [Shadow Change]. Even though some people realized that they could avoid the suction by staying out of Chen Mo's sight, as Chen Mo kept moving, the suction appeared on them again.

"This is not a solution. He's too fast and we can't catch up at all. Damn it!" a monk cursed.

Xuan Ci frowned and sighed, "I never thought there would be such a magical skill in the world that can absorb people's internal energy from a distance. Alas, it seems that this is the doom of our Shaolin Temple!

All Shaolin disciples, listen up, run, while your internal energy is still there, the farther the better, spread the news here, and let fellow martial artists beware of this man. "

"Ah? Abbot... this..."

Before those people finished speaking, Xuan Ci interrupted and said, "I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Don't you want to ignore what I say? I will stay and hold this devil back. You guys should run, run!"

Hearing the determination in his words, many monks present showed expressions of reluctance and emotion, but some still said take care and started to flee, and then more and more people fled.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "You bastard, who do you think you are? Do you really think you are a decent person?"

He was planning to put all of them into the martial arts prison, so how could he let them escape? He immediately drew out the jade flute from his waist and started to play it. The "Song of the Rising Tide of the Blue Sea" from the world of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" sounded in this world for the first time.

Boom boom boom~

Afraid that the jade flute could not bear it, and also afraid that everything around would turn to dust in the sound of the flute, Chen Mo did not dare to use his full strength, and only used 100 years of skills to play.

But even so, visible sound waves were formed that swept around. These monks might not be able to block them even in their prime, let alone when their skills were severely damaged. They were washed away by the sound waves again and again, and soon fell to the ground and vomited blood.

puff~

Xuan Ci also spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a sad face: "How could this happen? Is it true that my Shaolin will not be able to escape this disaster today?"

Chen Mo stopped playing, looked in one direction and said, "You bastard, are you playing hide-and-seek with me? Why don't you get out of here?"

Sure enough, an old monk in a gray monk's robe walked out in the direction Chen Mo was staring at, but the old monk's expression did not look very good at this moment.

It would be strange if he could look good. Not only was his meditation disturbed, but he was also called "reach for it" all the time. Even with his Buddhist training, he was a little angry.

"You are the Sweeping Monk, right? Grand Master?" Chen Mo said jokingly.

"Oh? You know me?" The Sweeping Monk showed a look of surprise. From the other party's tone, he felt that the other party seemed to know something about him.

Chen Mo did not intend to answer him, but directly launched the [Northern Divine Art] on him.

Sensing the terrifying suction force on his inner strength, the sweeping monk did not panic. He put his hands together and said, "Is this your magic skill that can absorb people's inner strength from a distance? It is similar to the [Northern Sea Divine Art] of an old friend of mine!"

It is impolite not to return the favor. Please try my... Acala!"

As the Sweeping Monk uttered the last four words, a shadow of Acalanatha suddenly appeared behind him. A powerful and immovable aura suddenly appeared, giving people who saw it the illusion that they could not shake it.

As this phantom appeared, Chen Mo discovered that the suction power of his [Northern Divine Art] suddenly weakened.

"A defensive grandmaster? Then I want to see if you can really stand still like a mountain!" After Chen Mo finished speaking, he maintained the suction force of [Northern Divine Art] while performing [Six Meridians Divine Sword].

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo…

Countless sword energies shot out, as densely as bullets fired from a Gatling gun, but their power was many times stronger than that of bullets.

These sword energies were like sinking into a quagmire when they entered three feet in front of the Sweeping Monk. This was the Sweeping Monk's three-foot energy wall.

Although many ripples appeared and the sword energy was able to continue moving forward, its power had been weakened a lot. It was unknown whether it could really hit the Sweeping Monk, let alone seriously injure the Sweeping Monk.

Although the attack was blocked, Chen Mo did not show any sign of frustration: "What a great immovable mountain, what a great three-foot air wall, but blocking my sword energy must have consumed a lot of your energy, right?"

Holding up a three-foot-high wall of air, even if one is not attacked, one's internal strength will be depleted, let alone facing Chen Mo's attack that is like a storm.

Sure enough, after hearing Chen Mo's words, the sweeping monk looked solemn: "I don't believe you can release sword energy endlessly!"

Chen Mo almost laughed out loud: With my internal energy of about 2500 years, I can withstand an attack of this magnitude even if it lasts for a whole day and night. Moreover, I have the [Nine Yang Divine Art] to continuously restore my internal energy, so the thing I am least afraid of is consumption.

And... who told you that Six Meridians Divine Sword only has one kind of sword energy?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo decided to fight quickly and decisively. The originally dense sword energy stopped. Just when the Sweeping Monk thought that Chen Mo's internal strength was exhausted, an even sharper sword energy quietly condensed. Even though that sharpness had not yet been launched, it had already made the Sweeping Monk, who was the target, feel uneasy.

A drop of cold sweat slid down the Sweeping Monk's forehead and he swallowed his saliva!

swoosh~

The sword energy had not yet arrived, but its sharpness had already left fine sword marks on the ground under the Sweeping Monk's feet.

puff~

A bloody hole appeared on the Sweeping Monk's left shoulder. Not only was blood gushing out, but there was also dense sword energy lingering and wreaking havoc like a maggot attached to the bone.

I didn't kill Wuyazi here, not because I was being merciful, but because I really wanted to keep him alive.

Moreover, if Wuyazi were to be beaten with [Kang Long You Hui] which has the power of 500 years, he would probably be beaten into a bloody mist. Even [Shen Zhao Jing] would not be able to save him.

Chapter 108: Menggu? I wonder if the flower thief is better than the monk who broke the vow of adultery.

The sword energy of [Six Meridians Divine Sword] has a strong penetrating property. Coupled with the 100 years of internal strength infused into it by Chen Mo, this penetrating power has been elevated to a new level.

Although the Sweeping Monk's Three-foot Qi Wall and Acalanatha's state of mind are powerful, internal strength is its weak point after all. When the internal strength spreads around the body, the defense becomes thinner, so it is not surprising that the defense is broken.

As for hiding? As long as he didn't leave Chen Mo's sight instantly, how could he completely avoid Chen Mo's attack?

It sounds like a lot to say, but in reality, it only took a short time for everything to happen and end. Xuan Ci looked at the sweeping monk with a complicated expression and said, "Senior...you..."

He didn't expect that there was such a great master hidden in his Shaolin Temple.

What was even more unexpected was that even such a great master was no match for that demon.

The Sweeping Monk ignored Xuanci and the others, and said dejectedly: "I am the loser, you can kill me or chop me up as you wish!"

Chen Mo was about to speak when he suddenly heard some noise and murmured, "Oh, so there's a mouse hiding in the distance watching the show?"

He casually condensed dozens of [Life and Death Talismans] and planted them into these people's bodies: "This is the [Life and Death Talisman]. I'm sure some of you have heard of it. I'm going to catch a mouse. You can run away during this time, but I promise to make you wish you were dead but not alive!"

After saying that, Chen Mo ignored the changing expressions of the crowd and directly used [Shadow Change] to chase after the fleeing person.

On the way down the mountain, a man in black tried his best to escape. What he had just seen and heard really overturned his three views: It turned out that the sweeping monk was actually a master, and I had stayed under the nose of the master for so many years? Even more terrifying was the person who defeated the sweeping monk.

It's over! Shaolin Temple is over. I have to run, the farther the better.

huh~

bang~

The man in black seemed to be hit by someone and was thrown out on the spot. When he landed and looked back, his pupils suddenly dilated: It’s him, he actually chased me?

Chen Mo noticed that the black-clothed man's kung fu was not weak. He regarded the internal energy of all the people in Shaolin Temple as his own internal energy. How could he allow someone to escape? That's why he chased him out!

Without giving the man in black a chance to speak, Chen Mo brazenly activated the [Northern Divine Art], and he used all his strength at once.

"Ah... don't..." The man in black begged for mercy, but Chen Mo ignored him and sucked it all up in one breath... Yes, his skills increased by about forty years.

With a wave of his hand, the black-clothed man's veil fell off. Chen Mo looked at the face that was somewhat similar to Qiao Feng, and immediately realized that this should be Xiao Yuanshan. It was really true that after searching for a long time, he finally found it without any effort!

He carried Xiao Yuanshan back to Shaolin Temple. Well, there were actually a few fearless ones who ran away. But it didn't matter. Ninety-nine percent of those people's internal energy was sucked away by Chen Mo, and with the [Life and Death Talisman] on them, they would come back to ask for help eventually.

Chen Mo sucked the energy out of the Sweeping Monk and other people who still had internal strength. At this point, his total internal strength reached a terrifying level of 2800 years.

Afterwards, Chen Mo notified the Jinyiwei to come and transfer all the people from Shaolin Temple to the Wuyu Prison for detention.

When pilgrims came to burn incense the next day, they were shocked to find that the Shaolin Temple, which originally had many disciples, had been deserted overnight, and even all the scriptures had disappeared.

This incident also alarmed many people in the martial arts world to come and investigate. Unfortunately, the Jinyiwei were experts in tracking, so how could they leave any clues? And just like that... The Shaolin Temple incident became an unsolved case in the martial arts world!

The thousand-year-old temple and the leader of the righteous path have since become a thing of the past. Even though some lay disciples later came back to re-establish the mountain gate, they were not recognized by the world due to the lack of core classics.

One month later, Wuyu

Except for Duan Yanqing, all the other four evil men who had just been captured had their internal energy sucked dry by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at Duan Yanqing and said, "Duan Yanqing, do you know why you are the only one who is fine?"

Duan Yanqing already knew that the person in front of him was the current emperor of the Great Chen Dynasty. From what he had just seen, he also knew that Chen Mo was an extremely terrifying master. Hearing this, he was a little puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"Duan Yanqing, you were once the Crown Prince of Dali Kingdom. I want you to help me take over Dali Kingdom and make it a complete part of my Dachen Dynasty." Chen Mo explained.

"You want to annex the Dali Kingdom? And you want me to help you? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if I have grievances with them, I don't want the Dali Kingdom to be destroyed!" Duan Yanqing refused directly.

"Outside the Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree; the monk is sloppy and Guanyin has long hair!" Chen Mo said calmly.

Hearing this, Duan Yanqing was struck by lightning: "How...how is it possible? How...did you know?"

His mind suddenly became dazed and he remembered what happened that night.

Seeing that his mind was lost, Chen Mo knew that his chance had come, and immediately used his [Confusing Mind Technique].