The monk is hanging up

Chapter 7 Twelve Royals - Chaos

Juehing clasped his hands together, and laughed at himself in the next second, "I've been singing Amitabha for a long time, and I can't help but get infected with the old monk's habit of eating ancient times and never changing. To be honest, I thought it was a wrong choice for you to join Danwanyuan. It is worthy of your talent. When you killed people with a calm expression, I thought the Demon Sect was your best destination."

"The Demon Sect? Are you from the Demon Sect?" Lin Su's eyes narrowed.

"Neitherworld Demon Sect to be precise." Grabbing the cassock on his body and pulling it, he said arrogantly: "The Twelve Emperors of the Netherworld Demon Sect, Chaos."

Chaos took off his cassock, and the golden muscles shone in the convalescence room, with a benevolent look. When he untied the cassock, he was vicious, "You are a good seedling, and you will only bury your talent in Shaolin Temple. Follow me to hell." Zong, make sure you stand out."

Among the twelve emperors of the Huangquan Demon Sect, apart from the legendary master of the Demon Sect, there are only two deputy masters who can overwhelm them. They are extremely powerful. Under one person, and with Chaos personally expressing his stance, Lin Su must have a place in the Huangquan Demon Sect.

Lin Su said, "This is not urgent. I have a few questions that I don't quite understand. Let's talk about this matter after I understand it first."

"Yes, you can ask." Chaos didn't seem to be in a hurry, sitting on the chair and raising his hand calmly.

Lin Su asked unhurriedly: "This is the first time that the Sutra Pavilion was stolen. It is said that only one insignificant Nirvana Sutra disappeared. Many eminent monks have borrowed that Sutra. It is indeed only the Nirvana Sutra. I believe it was not written by you." , because it is unnecessary, and the weight of the Nirvana Sutra is too small to be a sensation."

Chaos shrugged noncommittally, motioning for him to continue.

"Subsequently, Bodhidharma Yuan Mingsha and Danwan Yuan Pufa were killed one after another, and then you came out to uphold justice. The purpose was to attract the attention of the current head of the fourth courtyard of Shaolin Temple. There is no doubt that you succeeded."

"Afterwards, the Sutra Pavilion caught fire and led everyone there. At first I thought your purpose was to destroy the Sutra Pavilion, but after thinking about it later, it was still wrong. The Sutra Pavilion is not so good for the ancient sect's Huangquan Demon Sect. Important, even the 72 unique skills may not matter, then I guess where your ultimate goal is."

Chaos asked lightly: "Have you guessed the result?"

"It seems to be like this." Lin Su smiled easily: "It's just a flash of inspiration, Chaos... Let's call you that, those scattered demons who were defeated by Danwanyuan have now entered the Demon Suppressing Tower right?"

Huan Chao was surprised and was stunned for two seconds, then he quickly put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Mingzheng, Mingzheng, your master Puji only thinks you are stupid because he is old and dim. You are a wonderful person."

Lin Su said: "Where is it? It's just a little strange. You directed and acted a scene of confrontation between good and evil. Is it just to consume the power of Danwanyuan and catch them all in one go? Not necessarily, let alone some yellow-mouthed children of the Ming Dynasty, Even my master, Puji, you may not like it, so the purpose is definitely not those little hairy children. So, I guess if there is a certain powerful Mozong master in Sanma, winning is just a superficial thing. The behind-the-scenes tricks are at the Demon-Suppressing Tower. You have exhausted all your tricks, what are you going to do with the Demon-Suppressing Tower?"

Chaos said: "The huge Shaolin Temple is not as careful as you alone. I didn't make a fuss about the Demon Suppression Tower. There happened to be an acquaintance of me in the Demon Suppression Tower. Bald Donkey caught him inside."

"To be able to mobilize the troops of the Twelve Emperors of the Underworld Demon Sect and not hesitate to dispatch at least two Twelve Emperors to rescue him, that person's status in the Underworld Demon Sect is not low, the Twelve Emperors? Or the deputy sect leader?" Lin Su looked at Chaos' eyes with a sinister look. ask.

Chaos laughed wildly and said: "You guessed wrong. I only said that person was an acquaintance of mine, but I didn't say he was from the Huangquan Demon Sect. You really want to know who he is. Come with me, and I will tell you everything. , including the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power, the Arahant Magic Power and the Tianzong Chaos Mind Technique."

"It's boring, I'm just a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, and I'm going to be a layman in half a year. Why join another sect to restrain myself? I'm not interested at all in who is in the Demon Suppressing Tower. Practicing Luohan boxing, leaving Shaolin is like a person in the rivers and lakes." Lin Su yearned for that kind of life.

Lin Su also has a dream of being a knight, serving the country and the people... He is not that material, so he can just be a little knight who brings disaster to the country and the people.

"The vulture from Shaolin Temple will be here soon, have you decided?" Chaos stood up, staring straight at Lin Su with vulture-like eyes.

Lin Su asked: "If the path I choose goes against what you want, will you kill me?"

Chaos said: "There is no doubt. People like you will be terrible in the future. If we can't be friends, we have to kill you before you rise."

"Sure enough, it's the way of the devil." Lin Su spread his hands helplessly, "But what I yearn for is a knight who eradicates evil and promotes good, not a wicked heretic who does a lot of evil. I'm sorry, but I refuse."

"Reject?" Chaos laughed loudly. "It's ridiculous to say the word "reject" from a young student like you who has only practiced for a few days. You may not be able to wait for the group of monks who are in the way to come over."

Lin Su sighed, "It's fate, they can't save them, I have to fight myself, after all, people who come out of the Pill Institute don't have a few pills on them."

"Give up, there is nothing easier than death." The murderous aura of chaos condensed into an invisible entity, grabbed Lin Su's feet, unable to move at all, and he walked slowly, "This world has never There is a shortage of talented and talented people, but most of them will not live to the day when they are so brilliant, because those geniuses are too arrogant and regard their talents as proud capital."

Lin Su gritted his teeth, a stream of blood spilled from his lips, and raised his hand to retort: ​​"It's a pity that I'm not the genius you said, I'm just a mere Shaolin disciple."

Gollum!

Swallowing the ten pills in his hand in one gulp, Lin Su's expression became ferocious and distorted, and the veins on his neck and temples burst out like worms.

Chaos paused and said gloomily: "With ten diamond pills, your body cannot bear such an increase. The power of the medicine will destroy your meridians, muscles, and internal organs, and eventually you will explode and die... You are useless."

"It's just a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation. I said, I want to save myself." Lin Su's nosebleed spurted out. His body felt heavy and light at the same time. It was very contradictory. He felt like he could conquer a mountain with one punch now.

His whole body was red, like a cooked crab. Looking carefully, it was blood, and the blood evaporated from the pores.

Bloodfury's eyes fixed on Chaos, and the arrows that left the string rushed out violently, and the Dacheng Arhat Fist attacked like a storm, and the bloodshot eyes made Lin Su look like an Asura crawling out of hell.

"Iron shirt!"

Lin Su spat out three words hoarsely, spurting blood.

Chaos resisted one move at a time, and the sequelae of the Hetai Burning Blood Pill made his body unable to exert all his strength. He had some internal strength, but he couldn't use it.After a few punches, the Vajra Immortal Magical Skill resisted most of the force, without any pain or itching.

Roar!
The Buddhist lion's roar and the golden bell jar knocked Lin Su into the air, and he slashed his heart with his palm. Lin Su smashed through a wall, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

The sequelae of King Kong Pill came up.

"The gap between you and me is not made up by ten diamond pills. Although the aftereffects of Hetai Burning Blood Pills are still severe, you are just an ant." Chaos stood beside Lin Su, and the Dharma palms were condensed, "The old man himself You should be honored to send you a little one down."

Lin Su closed his eyes, lost, really lost.

Maybe this is fate.

After I die, will Shaolin Temple erect a monument for me?
Yes, after all, I have also fought against the Chaos of the Twelve Royals of the Underworld Demon Sect, and I have the merit of protecting Shaolin.

The incense on my tombstone will not be too bright, but it will definitely be neat and tidy. My brother will sweep my tomb, and my master will also come to offer sacrifices every July [-]th. I will have no regrets in this life.

Just as Lin Su was about to die, a familiar voice sounded like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, "Amitabha, do you drink water, Master?"

(End of this chapter)