The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

In the morning, Yue Zhuoqun pulled his arm out from under the white neck.

The charming and exotic face wrinkled and opened confused eyes.

Yue Zhuoqun curled his lips, took out a robe and put it on, saying: "You don't have to go to Shaolin this time, stay in the sect and have a good rest!"

Dai Qisi blushed and hummed lightly. She really didn't have the energy to travel a long distance now.

Shaolin didn't send the ransom, and Yue Zhuoqun was not too angry about it.

If it didn't take the initiative to send it, he would have a reason to go and get it in person.

Shaolin has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it has always been begging for alms from the world. Today it is his turn to beg for alms from Shaolin.

Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng are now managing the Four Elephants Army and are busy with affairs.

So Yue Zhuoqun only brought Wei Yixiao, Fan Yao, and the Five Scattered People, a few masters.

Of course, there are also two little girls, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min.

Zhou Zhiruo held the Sword of Heavenly Sword in her arms, while Zhao Min carried a large package on her shoulders, which was filled with spare clothes, silver and dry food, weighing 20 to 30 kilograms.

Carrying such a large package on her shoulders, she was so angry that her mouth pouted, but she dared not speak.

During this period, she was taught a lesson by Zhou Zhiruo, and her willful and arrogant temper was restrained a lot. She has become a qualified little maid.

The group walked and stopped, and finally arrived at Songshan Shaolin after a month.

The same place, the same mountain gate and temple, but it was a different era.

The door of Shaolin Temple was closed, and the steps outside were covered with leaves. It was obvious that no one had come out to clean for many days.

"Hey, strange, why is Shaolin so desolate?" Wei Yixiao frowned.

"It must be that they knew that our leader was coming, and they hid in fear. I'll go knock on the door!" Zhou Dian pouted, walked to the door and knocked hard.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Shaolin monks, open the door and welcome our Mingzun!"

Mingzun is the god worshipped by Mingjiao disciples, but after Yue Zhuoqun defeated the army with a sword, the disciples already regarded him as Mingzun.

After a long time, no one responded from inside, Zhou Dian said angrily: "Shaolin bald donkey, if you don't come out, I will smash your temple door?"

After saying this, the door finally creaked open a little, and a little monk poked his head out and said: "Please go back, donors. Our abbot announced half a month ago that Shaolin will be closed for ten years, during which time it will no longer care about the secular world and will not receive pilgrims."

Close the temple for ten years?

It's so easy to think about it!

Yue Zhuoqun narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Shaolin's disaster this time cannot be avoided by closing the temple, open the door!"

As his voice fell, Zhou Dian slapped the temple door heavily.

Boom!

The heavy vermilion door was suddenly blasted open by the palm force, and the little monk behind the door was blown away several meters and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Hua La La~"

A large group of monks rushed over, holding monk sticks to block the door.

"The Buddhist temple is a quiet place, and people from the devil are not allowed to set foot in it!"

Yue Zhuoqun looked impatient, and flicked his arm in the air, and the powerful power surged, and the group of monks were directly blown away.

"Today's Shaolin is destined to be restless."

He snorted coldly, and walked into Shaolin with Wei Yixiao and others, his voice like thunder:

"Kongwen, if you don't want Shaolin to disappear from the world, get out of here immediately!"

"Amitabha!"

Finally, Abbot Kongwen walked out of the main hall with a group of Yuan-generation monks. He was wearing a cassock and twirling Buddhist beads, with a compassionate look on his face: "Shaolin has announced the closure of the temple, why is Mr. Yue so aggressive?"

"It's ridiculous. When you besieged the Ming Cult, you Shaolin were more powerful than anyone else. Positive, the disaster came but he hid in seclusion, he read the Buddhist scriptures to his face.

Since you know you are afraid, why don't you pay the ransom earlier? "

"Shaolin does not engage in production, Buddhist disciples live in poverty all their lives, how can they afford the 500,000 taels of silver that Master Yue asked for."

"Buddha does not save people without origin, there are countless pilgrims who come to donate every year, and you tell me that Buddhist disciples live in poverty all their lives? I'm afraid that the golden clothes on the Buddha's body will be worth more than 500,000 taels!"

"My Buddha cannot be blasphemed!" Kong Wen said with a gloomy face.

"Today, I will not only blaspheme your Buddha, but also enslave you shameless monks. What can you do to me?"

"Then you have come to the wrong place. Although my Buddha is compassionate, he also has the means to subdue demons!"

Kong Wen knew that today's matter would not end well, so he put his hands together like a Vajra and said angrily: "Please help the three uncles to subdue the demons."

"Amitabha!"

"Dang~"

Three Buddhist chants rang out, and the Buddhist bells in the temple vibrated. Then three old monks with white hair, white eyebrows and white beards flew out of the air and sat on the roof of the Buddha Hall on the left, right and front sides.

"My three brothers have been sitting in meditation for more than 20 years, butI wonder who bullied Shaolin today and why we need to take action? "

"Three uncles, the one who came to provoke our temple was not someone else, but the leader of the Ming Cult, Yue Zhuoqun." Kong Wen replied.

The three old monks' eyes froze when they heard this.

"I haven't heard about the martial arts for more than 20 years, but the Ming Cult has changed its new leader. May I ask where Yang Dingtian is?" The one who spoke was the one-eyed old monk Du'e.

Du'e, Dujie, and Du'nan were once defeated by Yang Dingtian, and Du'e's eye was blinded by Yang Dingtian.

The three old monks are proficient in Buddhism and martial arts, but their personalities are extremely perverse. They have been sitting in meditation for more than 20 years, but they have not forgotten their hatred for Yang Dingtian.

"Humph, our leader Yang passed away more than ten years ago. Otherwise, how could it be your turn for Shaolin to gather several righteous sects to besiege Guangmingding!" Wei Yixiao snorted coldly in response.

"Yang Dingtian is dead? Hahaha, he really deserves to die! "

San Du was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and after a while, he fixed his cold eyes on Yue Zhuoqun:

"Since you are the new leader of the Demon Cult, the hatred of my three brothers can only fall on you."

"You are not deeply in Buddhism, but you are so arrogant!"

The five eyes were filled with anger. If Yue Zhuoqun said something else, they might not care, but they could not tolerate the fact that they were not deeply in Buddhism.

How could someone who was not deeply in Buddhism sit in meditation for more than 20 years?

As if they were intentionally showing their own Buddhist cultivation, the three of them chanted in unison: "There is no self, no person, no sentient being, and no life. "

This is a sentence from the Diamond Sutra, and it is also the highest secret of their joint martial arts, the Diamond Demon Subduing Circle.

As the Buddhist scriptures came out, three black long ropes flew out of their sleeves.

These three long ropes seemed to be slow and fast, without any wind sound, spinning and dancing in the air like ghosts and spirits, but also like a heavy rain, covering Yue Zhuoqun's body.

The air below became extremely dull, like a chaotic field, making it difficult for people to move.

Yue Zhuoqun waved his hand to signal Wei Yixiao and others to step back, then spread his arms and slowly moved in the air.

Buzz!

The spiral internal force bloomed from his arms and rushed towards the black ropes above his head.

As soon as the spiral internal force touched the three black ropes, the power of the Diamond Demon Subduing Circle was rushed into chaos, and the three black ropes seemed to fall into a mud ball, and the ghost whip shadow paused.

"Go back! "

Bang!

The black rope instantly rolled back and whipped towards Sandu's body in the opposite direction.