Chapter 243

This is the arrangement of master Huiyuan after careful consideration.

Why?

Shaolin Temple is now

There's nothing I can do.

In addition to almost all the transcripts of the martial arts tactics in the Sutra Pavilion, six Jue Ding and a thousand Shaolin disciples were sent to mine. What else is there in Shaolin Temple???

"Master Huiyuan..."

Monk Shiyan wants to stop talking. He ponders for a moment. Just as he wants to open his mouth, he sees Huiyuan waving his hand weakly and says: "Shiyan, I've suffered a lot from the battle with Su Ze. You've also suffered a lot. Your elder martial brother is relieved to be killed by Su Ze. There must be resentment in your heart."

Monk Hui Yuanda sighed and sighed: "Su Ze has great strength now, and the Millennium foundation of Shaolin Temple is as fragile as thin paper in front of him."

"Shizu!"

Monk Shiyan suddenly fell to his knees and asked in a deep voice, "Shizu, is it really wrong for Shaolin Temple to close the Mountain Gate 20 years ago and ignore the common customs?"

"Wrong?"

Huiyuan got up and sat down on the bed: "if the six holy places were together, we could protect ourselves. Other countries also exist as holy places. Now, the sea blue star will not be infested by monsters. Three billion people in the world will not die in that disaster."

"But if I wait for my hand, will the martial arts of sea blue star develop to the present level?"

"Every drink and peck has a definite number."

Shi Yan suddenly feels that

If he is Su Ze, I'm afraid he will slap him in the face.

Every drink and every peck has a definite number?

Are those three billion innocent lives worth nothing?

He grew up in Shaolin temple when he was a child. He has been practicing with Shaolin master for more than 200 years since he can remember. He hasn't even gone down the mountain several times. However, this time, he saw the ruined city.

Seeing the countless dead bones under the collapsed building, monk Shiyan felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

Cultivate Buddha, cultivate Buddha, what is it?

Saving one life is better than building a seven level floating butcher. If Shaolin temple really takes the hand, it will save more than one life?

He couldn't get up on his knees. His face kept changing. He suddenly became firm. He kowtowed heavily and said in a deep voice, "Shizu, I'm going down the mountain!"

Huiyuan's eyes were burning. He saw through Shiyan's confusion and doubts. Instead of anger, he laughed and said, "Shiyan, go down the mountain. Remember, monks are merciful and don't fall into the evil way. Even if you go down the mountain, you are also a Shaolin disciple. You must not fall into the name of Shaolin."

Shi Yan gets up and walks out of the wing room.

He first gathered the few remaining disciples of Shaolin and arranged for 300 people to go to Yaoshan for mining.

Then, he took off his robe and Buddhist beads and strode out of Shaolin Temple.

On the steps outside the Shaolin Temple, Shi Yan knelt down, made nine bows, suddenly got up and burst into laughter: "it's better to go down the mountain to learn to be a man than to study Buddhism on the mountain. Since then, I have stepped into the secular world and restored the common family name."

He strode down the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain he suddenly stepped.

"What's my layman's name?"

Rubbing his head, Shi Yan recited the name of Buddha and said: "Amitabha..."

In the middle of the speech, he responded and said with a smile, "go to your mother's Amitabha. Since then, I have been called Shiyan."

He was confused, and his doubts were beyond expression.

But on this day, almost everyone in Henan saw a golden light, which went away from the foot of Mount Song. The golden light and the power of Qi and blood intertwined and rose up into the sky, turning into a virtual shadow of ten thousand meters Avenue.

With a roar, the virtual shadow of the avenue suddenly expanded, then contracted rapidly, and finally disappeared.

Songshan Mountain.

Shaolin Temple.

With the help of a Shaolin disciple, Hui Yuan stood at the gate of Shaolin Temple and looked around until the virtual shadow disappeared.

He walked back to Shaolin Temple. The disciple was still helping him, but Huiyuan pushed him away.

He laughed and said, "Amitabha, I'm at the peak of being a king. Although I'm old, I can rely on my Qi and blood. Shiyanna... Little bald donkey can recover in a short time. Do I need help?"

Hui Yuan, who was scolded by "little bald donkey", was very clear and went away with a laugh, saying: "no wonder people like to call me Shaolin disciple by" bald donkey ". So... So cool?"

"Amitabha, Buddha, forgive me, Buddha, forgive me..."

His voice gradually disappeared, leaving the little monk with a confused face.Shizu, this is

What's wrong?

On this day, the top of the six holy places is out of the mountain.

On Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan and Sichuan, an old Taoist goes down the mountain with a sword, cuts off the White Snake demon on the top of Qingcheng Mountain, and carries the body of the snake demon to Kyoto City.

Huangdi mausoleum in Shaanxi Province.

Ji Wudi returns to his ancestral place and makes a raid within the clan. Finally, under the painful eyes of the Ji clan, he laughs and goes away with Ji's martial arts tactics inherited for nearly 2000 years.

On this day, a dirty slovenly ascetic stepped into the sky in the Potala Palace. His whole body of artistic conception turned into a road. In one day, the virtual shadow of the road walked 4999 meters, almost one step into the marquis.

The ascetic paid homage to the Potala Palace.

In the Potala Palace, there was a king who said, "Chenglie Gyatso, you are the reincarnation of a living Buddha. 20 years ago, I took you back to the Potala Palace at the foot of Tianshan Mountain as my teacher. It took you 10 years to understand Buddhism, and another 10 years to practice the world and the secret school. Now you have become a God. Go down the mountain."

"Potala Palace is a Tibetan Buddhism sect. Although we are not Han nationality, we are Chinese."

"After you go down the mountain, you can go to the headquarters of Wudao Administration Bureau in the capital city of Beijing. Steward Wang will meet you. I have copied all the martial arts of Tantric school, and can give them to * *. The secret cave of Potala Palace will open on a certain day. I will select a group of young heroes in western Xinjiang to practice in the secret cave."

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Kyoto City.

Wu Dao Administration Bureau, Wang Hou's smile does not close the mouth.

He knew that a new flourishing age was about to begin!

The age of martial arts

Twenty years after the end of the world, human beings are in ruins, creating another prosperous age!

And all this

It's all because of Suze.

Thinking of somewhere, the prince suddenly twitched his mouth... The key is that everything this boy did was unintentional. What happened by chance, what happened by chance, the idle egg hurt, and he couldn't sleep

………………

On this day, Su Ze came to Yaoshan.

To help Su Ze, the efficiency of the government has been brought into full play.

There are already professional engineering degrees, and they have begun to explore and survey under the foot of Yaoshan mountain. There are also road construction teams, who have begun to walk in the mountains, draw and draw bridges, and prepare to build roads.

Six true gods of Shaolin and a thousand Shaolin disciples cut down trees and built tree houses nearby.

As for the purple eye golden ape, I don't know where I got a female ape from. At this time

In the woods not far away.

"Damn it!"

Su Ze murmured.

What a beast!