Trapped Shaolin Temple

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date="2020-11-27"

title="Trapped Shaolin Temple"

weight="107962"

series = ["Black Belly Wife"]

mode = "manual"

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"Don't listen to this demon girl! No one in the world can break the eighteen arhat formations of Shaolin Temple, Chu Changge is no exception! Everyone, let's kill this demon girl first, and use her blood sacrifice to mourn the countless heroes who died in the hands of the demon cult Heroes, wait until the martial arts conference gathers the heroes, and then kill the Black Wind Mountain in one fell swoop to eradicate the Demon Cult!" Li Dao said while holding it up, and the speech was very inspiring.

"Okay! Kill the demon girl and exterminate the demon sect!" Many people drew their swords to agree.

Murong Yunshu seemed to hear Tianda's joke, smiled softly, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Dao asked fiercely.

Murong Yunshu still didn't say a word, eating soup and drinking tea, slowly and calmly, without paying attention to everyone's intimidation.

"Miss, they are going to kill you." Lu'er said with her neck and her mouth trembling.

"Yeah." Murong Yunshu faintly replied, what should I do? Eat and drink, get up and leave.

Li Dao blocked her way, "With my Li Dao, you rest and escape!"

Murong Yunshu Dan Yu sank and looked up at him, his eyes calm, "If you want to kill, please do it. If you don't kill, give way."

Li Dao was shocked and asked incredulously: "Are you really afraid of death?"

"I should ask you this sentence, are you really afraid of death?"

Li Dao looked shocked, "What do you mean by asking that?"

"Literally." Murong Yunshu said calmly.

Li Dao was puzzled, holding a knife and stalemate with her for a while, suddenly realized, exclaimed: "Does Chu Changge have a way to crack the eighteen arhat formation?"

Murong Yunshu didn't make a sound. He stretched out a finger and slowly pushed away the knife in front of him.

"Li Daxia, why did you let her go?" asked a rough man with a black face and a beard.

"After confirming Chu Changge's life and death, it will not be too late to kill her." After Li Dao finished speaking, he walked towards Shaolin Temple.

Everyone nodded in agreement and followed.

There is only one road to Shaolin Temple, the mountain road is narrow and tortuous, but the steps of the master and servant Murong Yunshu are unusually brisk.

"Miss, you're so god. Just a few words to bluff the group of hypocrites!" Lu'er successfully escaped from the clutches, and Lu'er cheered.

"Not enough, I couldn't fool you."

"..." Lu'er lamented. After a while, I suddenly remembered what was going on, and asked quickly: "Miss, you went to Shaolin Temple alone, how can you rescue your uncle?"

"Isn't there you still?" Murong Yunshu said.

"Me too?" Hasn't she been ignored all the time when encountering such things?

Murong Yunshu thought for a while and said, "It's always okay to recharge the number in a casual way."

Towering ancient trees, pagodas in the clouds, long blue lights, and bells trembling, Shaolin Temple is truly an ancient temple for thousands of years. Just standing at the door and looking up at the Jinbian, which is several feet high, is awe-inspiring.

"It is a place of Buddhism, women are not allowed to enter. Female donors please come back."

As soon as Murong Yunshu stepped onto the steps, he was stopped by the little monk sweeping the floor at the door. She pursed her mouth and said, "How did the little master know that I am a woman?"

The little monk scratched the back of his head and smirked, "The female donor is like this, not a woman, but a man?"

"What if it's a man?"

"Impossible, how can a man dress like this." The little monk said while shaking his head.

Murong Yunshu smiled and said: "The little master is a cultivator. When knowing that there is reality in the imaginary and the reality in the reality, sometimes what the eyes see may not be true."

"You mean, you're not a woman?" the little monk asked ignorantly.

Murong Yunshu but smiled.

"But you are obviously a woman, why are you not a woman?"

"Cultivation is painstaking, and the road is long. As long as the little master devotes himself to cultivating Buddha, I believe you will understand this one day. Amitabha, good and good." Murong Yunshu said as he walked inside, his high and indifferent tone sounded quite indifferent. There is the realm of being a master.

Lu'er also ran in, bowing his head and smirking. The young monk stayed alone leaning on the broom to ponder Buddhism.

As soon as he walked away, Lu'er burst into laughter. "Hahahaha...Miss, that little monk was so stupid just now."

"That's pure mind."

Lu'er was speechless, and she was almost stupid. It's so stupid to get home, better to cheat than her. But this is not all to blame him for being stupid, can only say that the lady's deception skills are too high, saying that three points are true and seven points are false, which makes people can't help but treat falsehoods as truths and truths.

The floor inside the Shaolin Temple is paved with giant blue-gray marble, clean and tidy, leaving no trace of stains. Murong Yunshu was standing in the center of the empty round Buddha stand, raising his eyes to look around at the solemn temples around him. He was puzzled where to find Chu Changge. Suddenly, there was the sound of ping-pong fighting. The sound was getting closer and it was too late to listen. Knowing which direction the voice came from, saw Chu Changge flying towards this side, followed by a dozen monks holding a staff.

"Uncle!" Lu'er shouted, "Miss, look at it, it's uncle, it's uncle!"

Chu Changge smiled when he heard the words, turned around and slapped the Eighteen Arhats, vacated and landed beside Murong Yunshu. "Is the madam here to save her husband?" He asked with a smile, squinting, in a very pleasant tone.

"Do you need me to save it?" Murong Yunshu asked calmly, a beautiful face reflected in his beautiful eyes, seeing that his face was not red, not breathing, and he was able to deal with it freely. Secretly put down. She should have known long ago that she was as arrogant as him and had no abilities.

Chu Changge chuckled and said, "Of course it needs to be. They are crowded and powerful, and they can't resist their husbands with bare hands."

There was no time for the two to talk, and the Eighteen Arhats had tightly surrounded them. Master Xuankong, the abbot of Shaolin, did not know when he appeared on the Buddhist platform, saying: "Chu benefactor, you trespassed the Tibetan scripture pavilion, burned the scriptures, and your sins are unforgivable. old monk wants to kill you today to get rid of your evil for the rivers and lakes. . Eighteen Arhats, set the array!"

As soon as the voice fell, the eighteen arhats had already formed an arhat formation and attacked Chu Changge.

Chu Changge laughed up to the sky, and said loudly: "I am killing people to kill innocent people. You kill people to kill the people. Wonderful, really wonderful!" After speaking, his face was solemn and he roared murderously. "Qinglong is out of the sheath!"

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the air, like a dragon diving down, Chu Changge leaped up in the air and grasped the dragon's head, and the sword trembled like a dragon roar, the light faded, revealing a long sword.

"Blue Dragon Sword!" Master Xuankong was shocked and smashed the prayer beads in his hand, with a face of disbelief. "The Azure Dragon Sword is made from the bones and blood of ancient spirit beasts. It is absolutely impossible to take orders from people with wrong intentions. ……how is this possible……"

Chu Changge's eyebrows were cold, and his long arm waved back, and his deep internal force burst out with the help of the divine sword. In an instant, the Great Pillar behind him collapsed and made a loud bang. "Yes, I burned the scriptures. I will not only burn your scriptures, but also wash the Shaolin Temple with blood, kill you all stinky monks who claim to be righteous, and take the blame for this murderer!"

Upon seeing this, the eighteen arhats took two steps back, and the staff in their hands was a little unstable. Chu Changge was barehanded just now. Although he didn't break the Arhat formation, he was not injured by the formation. At the moment, he held the Azure Dragon Divine Sword, and the outcome was...

When the two sides were in a stalemate, dark clouds suddenly appeared on the horizon, violent winds raged, and linden leaves were blown down, and Chu Changge’s long hair was blown, making the angular face more three-dimensional and majestic, and the whole body exuded that it was not afraid of ghosts and gods. Haughtiness and evil spirits intolerable to the world. It seems that it's not that people don't tolerate him, but that he disdains to be accepted.

Murong Yunshu quietly watched the smiling face turn into a murderous demon, feeling unspeakable in his heart.

Seeing her master's face solemnly, Lu'er comforted, "Miss, don't worry. Uncle is so capable, there will be nothing wrong."

Murong Yunshu sighed softly, too much skill is what she worried about. Chu Changge said nothing, and he must do what he said. If the eighteen arhats could not subdue him, he would really wash Shaolin Temple in blood. It is normal for people in the arena to fight and kill, but the Shaolin Temple is different from the bloodless Shaolin Temple. It is not only a martial arts master, but also represents a belief. Killing monks is equivalent to killing gods and Buddhas.

The martial arts conference will be held tomorrow, and he bloodbaths Shaolin today. Doesn’t this mean he has driven himself to a dead end?

When Murong Yunshu's thoughts flew around, that side was already fighting, with swords and swords, life and death.

"Miss, look, they are coming." Lu'er pointed to the group of'heroes' who wanted to kill them in the inn.

Murong Yunshu's heart sank. These people are all extraordinary. If they join the battle with the eighteen arhats against Chu Changge, then he...will definitely die.

He twisted his eyebrows in thought, suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Murong Yunshu twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled at Lu'er: "Luer, do you want to help the future uncle?"

"Yes!" Lu'er nodded heavily, "but I don't know how to martial arts, so I will only help."

"I need you to help me." Before Lu'er could react, Murong Yunshu gave her a hard push, pushing her into the Arhat formation.

Before Lu'er could stand still, he saw a stick approaching his head, and immediately hugged his head and screamed, "Don't kill me..."

The Arhat who almost hurt her by mistake hurriedly stopped. Chu Changge took the opportunity to stab him with a sword, wounding his pipa bone, the staff slipped and the Arhat was broken.