"Father, where have you been all these years? Why didn't our son find you?!"
Murong Fu looked at his father and said.
Murong Bo smiled and looked at his son.
"I've been hiding in Shaolin Temple all these years. Firstly, I want to cultivate Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills. Secondly, I want to accumulate some strength for our Murong family!”
"Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills?"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, his eyes staring straight at Murong Bo.
"Father, how many have you practiced?"
Murong Bo looked at his son strangely and said,""You've basically practiced everything you can!"
"Then, when Father circulated his cultivation, did he feel a piercing pain in his lower abdomen occasionally?”
Murong Fu continued to ask.
"Yes…How did you know?"
Murong Bo looked at his son in confusion.
"I advise you to go back to Shaolin Temple!”
Murong Fu looked at Murong Bo bitterly.
"What's wrong?"
"I heard that if you practice Shaolin Temple's martial arts and don't practice Buddhism, there will be a big problem! I'm afraid you'll have to go back to Shaolin Temple to ask!”
After hearing his son's words, Murong Bo's expression turned extremely ugly.
"How about this, Father? I'll send the army to send you to Shaolin and personally ask the abbot of Shaolin if there's any way to solve this?”
"No need, I'll go by myself! Great Yan depends on you now!"
Murong Bo patted Murong Fu's shoulder lightly.
He looked at his son in relief and then walked away lightly. He disappeared from the window like a wild goose.
"Murong Bo has gone to Shaolin!"
Looking at the message Huang Rong sent him, Qin Yu smiled slightly and put his phone into his interspatial ring. He suddenly had a lot of anticipation for this trip to Shaolin.
Although he had killed Xu Zhu and Duan Yu, the power of the plot's correction had once again proved that he was invincible. All the martial artists had finally come to Shaolin, even though he had made it happen!
Qin Yu smiled slightly.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Today was the day when all the heroes gathered in Shaolin. Everyone had different opinions about the purpose of this gathering. Some said it was to kill Xiao Feng, the Liao dog, while others said it was to discuss a righteous act and resist the Liao dog together...
Today's Shaoshi Mountain was not destined to be peaceful!
At this moment, in Shaolin Temple.
"Shaolin's martial arts are only so-so!”
Jiu Mozhi smiled and looked at the monks of Shaolin Temple in front of him.
"Amitabha."
Xuan Ci put her palms together and bowed slightly to Jiu Mozhi. Jiu Mozhi hurriedly returned the bow.
"So what if martial arts are strong? It's just a small path. Only Buddhism is eternal! State Preceptor is in trouble!"
Xuan Ci said indifferently.
Jiu Mozhi smiled and said to Xuan Ci,""Abbot is right, but why can't I get some small tricks in Shaolin?”
Xuan Ci's eyes narrowed as he looked at Jiu Mozhi and chanted the name of Buddha.
"Amitabha!"
"I offended the state preceptor!"
After saying that, Xuan Ci's figure flashed and appeared next to Jiu Mozhi. He struck his Vajra Palm towards Jiu Mozhi. Jiu Mozhi smiled and used his Minor Non-Phase Method.
Just like Xuan Ci, he also used the Great Strength Vajra Palm!
The two of them exchanged nearly a hundred moves. At this moment, a disciple suddenly came to report, and the two of them withdrew their hands.
"Reporting to Abbot! "Countless martial artists are gathered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. They are about to come to Shaolin Temple!”
Xuan Ci's expression froze. He looked at his disciple and said,"Have you found out the reason?”
"There are all kinds of rumors in the pugilistic world. Some say that they want to ask the abbot to kill Liao dog Xiao Feng, and some say that they want our Shaolin Temple to give up the position of the leader of the pugilistic world!”
Xuan Ci's face was cold. He bowed slightly to Jiu Mozhi and said,""I'm really sorry, Imperial Preceptor. Our battle is not over yet, but there are too many trivial matters in the temple, so I have to excuse myself for a while. After I'm done, I'll fight with Imperial Preceptor. What do you think?”
Jiu Mozhi waved his hand and said,"Of course!"
After hearing Jiu Mozhi's words, Xuan Ci's face was cold. She led a few disciples around her and walked towards the entrance of Shaolin Temple.
At this moment, the square in front of Shaolin Temple was already filled with representatives of various sects and sects. There were also some martial arts masters in the world of martial artists and some people from sects. The most numerous of them were naturally the heroes of Beggar's Sect.
"Why are all the heroes gathered in Shaolin at this time?”
Xuan Ci looked at the martial artists around him and frowned slightly. Those who came were not cannon fodder. Many of them were famous in the game. Xuan Ci could not help but be a little more careful.
At this moment, the new Sect Master of Beggar's Sect, Quan Guanqing, looked at Xuan Ci and said,""Abbot Xuan Ci, your Shaolin Temple has occupied the position of the leader of the martial arts world for a long time, right? "But in the martial arts world, what has your Shaolin Temple done? When we were fighting against Liao, did you guys put in more effort than our Beggar's Sect? It was time to hand over the position of the leader of the martial arts world!”
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