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Chapter 69 Entrance Ceremony
"Protect the abbot!"

"Kill the traitor!!"

'Come on! ! ! '

A group of monks from the Temple of Fire rushed towards Yingxiu Wolf angrily holding sticks.

"It's just a bunch of scumbags who haven't even managed to make angry looks... If Junior Brother Di Lu is here, maybe I can take a second look!"

"As for you..."

Yingxiu Lang threw the iron rod into the sky, and stroked the nose of the plane with both hands. His hands seemed to be smeared with hair gel, and the hair was polished and shiny. Even if a fly landed on it, it might split its feet.

More than a dozen sticks fell on Yingxiu Lang's body at the same time.

"Don't be ashamed of yourself!"

The iron rod pierced heavily into the marble slab in the monastery, with the foot as the center, a burst of flying sand and rocks like an earthquake was set off, and countless monks flew out backwards, hitting the wall and vomiting blood.

With just one blow, the minion's fighting power has been lifted.

Yingxiu Lang smiled contemptuously, pulled out the iron rod and waved it like a whirlwind, pointing at the old monk on the stage.

"Amitabha... These are your brothers and sisters..." Monk Tianhe showed an expression of impatience.

"Stop talking nonsense, teacher, let me see how much of your original strength is left after you have been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for so many years?!"

Yingxiu Wolf jumped up high, and mercilessly smashed his stick at Monk Tianhe.

"If you are obsessed with your obsession, then I will wake you up!" Monk Tianhe closed his eyes tightly and formed a seal with his hands.

"Come and welcome Thousand Hands Kill!!!"

Yingxiu Wolf's iron rod was almost attached to the old monk's scalp, but he couldn't hit it no matter what.

A golden Avalokitesvara appeared behind the old monk, and countless fists hit Yingxiu Wolf's body. Each punch was so heavy that one could even hear the bones being hit. muffled sound.

Chakra fists that appeared out of thin air in all directions lifted Yingxiu Wolf into the air, unable to land at all, and could only watch helplessly as the number of hits continued to rise.

"Dixiu, do you know your mistake!" Monk Tianhe opened his eyes angrily.

"Hahahahaha... I thought there would be a more interesting move..."

"Stop joking around with such old tricks!"

With a roar like a lion's roar, the blood-red angry eyes of King Kong suddenly appeared around Yingxiu Wolf's body, which was even bigger than Qianshousha. The thick chakra was like a materialized armor, and it counted all the golden fists Resist outside.

"How is it possible!... You actually cultivated Fudo Mingwang, how many people have you killed in these years..." The old monk on the stage widened his eyes in horror.

"Oh, will you count how many people died in front of the Temple of Fire?" Yingxiu Lang smiled contemptuously.

"Amitabha... After death, all sins will be punished, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless..." The old monk shook his head.

"Then it's fine if I don't die? Follow the will of the adults, and you will eventually be able to find the mystery of eternal life... Take it!"

"Fudo Mingo Kill"

The blood-red King Ming glared angrily, and in his hand, a huge demon-subduing pestle turned into shadows of sticks all over the sky, and slammed it towards the Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva opposite him.

"Come and welcome Thousand Hand Killer!"

The old monk burst out with chakras all over his body, and waved his huge golden fist against the blood-colored giant pestle. In an instant, a storm composed of violent chakras in the temple raged.

"Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da..." Yingxiu Wolf roared wildly and spun the iron rod, smashing all the shadows of his fists one by one, and approached the old monk step by step.

The blood-red King Ming's angry face and the golden Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara finally collided together, as if they were in the center of an earthquake, setting off countless rubble and rubble, hitting the surrounding monks so that they couldn't open their eyes.

It was not until the storm subsided that they were able to open their eyes.

What I saw was my own abbot, the old monk, sitting cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, his eyes slightly gaped, and the explosive muscles all over his body had returned to their original shriveled and loose flesh.

Yingxiu Wolf was soaked in blood, standing leaning on an iron rod, his head and face were covered in dust, and the nose of the carefully cared for aircraft drooped down, but the corner of his mouth was smiling.

"I won... Teacher."

"Ahem... Do you really want to open Rashomon..." Monk Tianhe raised his eyes with difficulty, looking at his once most proud disciple.

The person who was supposed to guard the Rashomon Gate is now the one who opened the Rashomon Gate...

For this ironic ending, he, as his teacher, needs to bear all the responsibilities.

"Don't worry so much. Master Orochimaru has already thoroughly studied the text on the Rashomon Gate. Behind the gate is the path to the immortality of the Six Paths, so I also want to ask the teacher to take a look. If there is nothing behind the Rashomon Gate, you Will you regret your original choice, hahahaha..." Yingxiu Lang laughed and walked towards the shivering monk Jizhen hiding in the corner, and reached out to grab the Rashomon key in his arms.

Suddenly, I heard a mysterious voice from the sky.

"First……"

"You must be handsome on stage!"

Yingxiu Wolf looked up at the night sky slightly surprised.

Suddenly, a sheathed long knife pierced through the air and shot straight at his outstretched hand.

Yingxiu Wolf jumped back, dodging the long knife piercing the ground.

A black shadow followed one after another as the long knife fell.

According to the script written for the appearance, Fu Jiang should stand on the handle of the knife, with his arms crossed, look down at the villain in a handsome and condescending manner, and state the second principle.

It's a pity that the well-designed way of appearance ended in failure.

His foot slipped and he couldn't stand firm, but he greeted the knife handle with his butt.

It seems that Risa's sunflower is watching the sun bloom.

It was as if the shark muscle of the big sword had been stuffed into a small scabbard.

"Aww..." Fu Jiang howled in pain, lying on the ground and twitching, clutching his buttocks.

This death scene made the audience outside the barrier cover their eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.

That's right, the moment Anbu reported Yingxiu Lang's intrusion into Huojue Temple, Hiruzaru Sarutobi sent people to help...all old acquaintances.

"A handsome appearance requires countless rehearsals... Hehehe, Fu Jiang, you are still too young..." Zilai also covered his forehead and shook his head thinking he was handsome.

"I don't have this brother." Fu Yue even planned to go home and summoned all the clansmen to drive Fu Jiang out of the house.

"I don't have this second uncle either." Itachi didn't intend to recognize his relative either.

……

"Who are you... how did you get into my iron wall seal..." Yingxiu Lang was stunned.

Sealed by the iron wall controlled by him, only his own chakra can enter...

Or break the iron wall.

The iron wall is intact, so how did this person get in?
"Second... Definitely Win is handsome and beautiful..."

Fu Jiang agreed to pull out the handle of the knife from behind, and stood up enduring the pain of a thousand years of death, his legs were still trembling.

"Fu Jiang...it's you, I didn't even think about looking for you, but I sent you here on my own initiative?" Yingxiu Lang recognized the visitor and smiled contemptuously.

"Third, we will never let any bad guy go!"

"Konoha Police Captain, Tomie Uchiha... Join!!!"

"As always, it seems unreliable in the legend... But I'm curious, how did you get into my iron wall seal?" Yingxiu Lang leaned on the iron rod, looking very relaxed.

"Brother Yinglang, don't be stupid, but you gave me the fairy chakra with your own hands..." Fu Jiang's white scales rolled all over his body, and he turned into a candle, holding a ball of fiery red chakra in his hand .

Some time ago, Yingxiu Wolf had been training himself. In order to make up for his lack of chakra, he also told Fu Jiang how to refine the chakra of the fairy talent.

Although it has a word of immortality, it has nothing to do with immortality. It is just a fusion of a kind of energy called the wish of all beings, which can summon the Buddha's shadow as a weapon.

Although Fu Jiang did not complete the cultivation of self-refining fairy chakra, he only left a strand of Yingxiu wolf chakra, which happened to be a passport to pass the iron wall seal.

"...Hand Candle?! It was you who turned into him!" Yingxiu Lang glared with eyebrows horizontally.

"Oh? Guitong didn't tell you? I thought you knew..." Fu Jiang's white scales surged, and he changed back to his own appearance, raising his eyebrows.

"Guitong... Sure enough, that guy can count everyone in for his purpose..." Yingxiu Lang frowned.

"I'm really sorry for playing with your feelings, but I'm a policeman and you're a thief, Brother Xiulang, give up resisting, lie down obediently, and let me say the long-prepared "I'm sorry, I'm a policeman" , the outside is full of Jiraiya, I will often go to the prison with wine to see you. "Fu Jiang said sincerely.

"Heh... If Zilai also came in, I would be in a bit of trouble. The person who can come in is you... Then you will even avenge Xiao Qi!!" Yingxiu Lang wildly danced the iron rod.

(End of this chapter)