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"Yes, yes! Tianzun, you see, the Shaolin Temple was built during the Northern Wei Dynasty. It was built by the former Emperor Xiaowen Tuoba Hong to accommodate the eminent monk Bhadra who came from Tianzhu. However, it seems that there were only three or four rooms at that time!"

Duolong quickly came over and explained.

By the way, this kid does have a lot of brushes! No wonder he was able to thrive.

Unlike Wei Xiaobao who relies solely on the fate of the protagonist, after these few days of contact, someone has figured out that Duo Long is actually a versatile man in both civil and military arts. Although his martial arts skills have not reached the peak level at that time, even if the big and small two children join forces, they will probably be able to defeat him. Not the opponent's opponent.

And in terms of literary talent?

There is probably no hope for a bachelor's degree, but passing the Jinshi examination is not a big problem.

It can be said that this guy is both capable and shameless. No matter where he is or what era he is in, he can definitely become a master.

"The former site of Master Bhadra is in the temple. If Master Tianzun wants to pay his respects, I, as a landowner, should accompany him."

At this time, Abbot Huicong, who was standing next to him as a backdrop, also came over and said with an apologetic smile on his face.

It is true that as the leader of the Baidao martial arts world, he felt angry at being ignored in this way. However, Abbot Huicong was well versed in Buddhism and naturally could not get angry over such a trivial matter. Instead, he walked up directly and took the initiative to say hello.

"No, I'm not interested in visiting this thing at all!"

Li Qingyuan waved his hand, who has the time to visit the temple?

"I heard that your Shaolin Temple has a Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, just take me there!"

"This……"

Hearing what he said, a group of old monks were all stunned.

The Sutra Pavilion is the most fundamental core location of Shaolin. It stores the various experiences of Shaolin monks from past generations. It is considered the most important place of Shaolin Temple.

In the past, although dignitaries would go to the Sutra Pavilion to copy several Buddhist scriptures when they came to Shaolin to worship Buddha, it is obvious that this Lord Tianzun is completely different from those people.

"What? Have an opinion?"

Li Qingyuan closed the folding fan in his hand with a snap and asked sideways.

"No problem, absolutely no problem. Lord Tianzun, please come with me!"

Seeing someone's worried expression, Abbot Huicong said quickly, and then started to lead the way.

After about an hour, someone happily walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Behind him were the abbot Huicong who was mourning his concubine and a group of great monks who looked like their dead wives.

No, it seems like these monks don’t have wives, right?

"Duolong, tell me to get up the sedan chair!"

Not paying attention to the dead mother-like expressions of these monks, someone directly walked up to the monks and gave instructions.

"Get up!"

After hearing his order, Doron immediately began to scream sharply.

Seeing all the soldiers and soldiers descending the mountain, a group of great monks surrounded Abbot Huicong.

"Abbott, how can you agree?"

"Abbott, forget about the seventy-two stunts, but that Sanskrit Yijin Sutra is the handwriting of Patriarch Bodhidharma. How can you hand it over?"

"That's right, there is also the Avatamsaka Sutra, which is the only copy of Master Kumarajiva. It is rare in the world, and you actually..."

The group of monks all showed expressions of sadness and anger at their misfortune. The abbot's behavior just now was so embarrassing!

The Shaolin Temple's thousands of years of inheritance were all given away by the abbot, making these old monks feel that Abbot Huicong was a prodigal to the extreme.

"To shut up!"

When Abbot Huicong saw these guys start kicking their noses and faces, he let out a sudden lion's roar, which blinded the eyes of the two guys who were pointing at him and scolding him.

"a bunch of idiots!"

Abbot Huicong felt heartbroken when he saw such a group of old monks. He had no eyesight at all. This made him feel that he had no successor!

"The Shaolin Temple has been able to stand for thousands of years. Do you really think it is because of the martial arts secrets in the Sutra Pavilion?"

He pointed angrily at these unsatisfactory disciples and shouted.

"Martial arts! What is martial arts? Not to mention that we all have copies of those martial arts secret books. Even if there are no copies, the Shaolin Temple cannot stand by relying on martial arts, right?"

"The reason why our Shaolin Temple is the leader in upholding the righteous path of martial arts is because of the three thousand warrior monks in the temple and the acres of monk land. Which sect or sect in the world has this qualification?"

Seeing a group of old monks still aggrieved, Abbot Huicong stood up and slapped their bald heads several times!

"Everyone was so dumbfounded by chanting Buddha's name. The guy just now was obviously planning to take action. Is it possible that you still want to take action against him?"

"Actually, with the strength of the monks in our temple, we are not necessarily afraid of the so-called eight thousand imperial guards!" The head of Bodhidharma Academy argued with a stiff neck and unconvinced.

Although the three thousand monk soldiers may not be the opponent of the eight thousand imperial forest army, the leaders of their group are all experts.

"Confused!"

Abbot Huicong felt like he was going to have a cerebral hemorrhage. These guys were all stupid in the mountains and had no idea what they could and couldn't do!

Shaolin Temple has been standing for thousands of years and has survived more than a dozen dynasties. Isn’t it because of the skill of ingratiation?

It is unreasonable for these bastards to talk about rebellion!

Let's not talk about how Abbot Huicong wants to rectify the unhealthy trends in the temple, let's just talk about this person.

"The old monk is quite smart!"

Someone threw out all the hundreds of martial arts secret books that he had just packed from his personal space, and then said to the big and small pairs with a smile.

Just now, he was thinking about taking action directly if the other party didn't understand, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so happy. He would do whatever he said, making people unable to get angry even if they wanted to find trouble.

As for whether the other party will use fake ones to deceive themselves?

With Huicong's intelligence, he would never do such a stupid thing.

"Is this the legendary martial arts treasure Yi Jin Jing?"

Aqi asked with a slightly trembling voice while holding a yellowed torn book.

As a self-proclaimed chivalrous woman, Aqi was very familiar with the stories of various martial arts sects, so she naturally knew what kind of status this booklet held in the martial arts world.

Legend has it that countless heroes and tycoons fought over this Yi Jin Jing, and caused countless bloody storms for such a thin booklet.

When Aqi first learned that her new master was going to Shaolin Temple to snatch the Seventy-two Special Skills of Shaolin and the Yi Jin Jing, she thought that there would be a fierce battle. However, who would have thought that the other party was just going out for a walk, the abbot of Shaolin So he obediently handed over all the treasures of the temple.

Where is the legendary dignity of being the leader of the righteous path of martial arts? What about the determination not to be a lackey of the imperial court?

Aqi suddenly fell into confusion, feeling that her three views on life had been attacked?

As for Akko?

Sorry, she is still addicted to card skills and has not woken up.