All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 133 At least Lin, start a dispute

The mountains are blocked by ice and snow, and the pilgrims are extinct.

Yu Liancheng unfolded the "Misty Zongxian Step", his figure was elegant and agile, like flying through the void, it was really unbelievable to the extreme.

Xinmei Shanxia and the other three monks were also taken aback. Although they knew that Yu Liancheng's martial arts were superb, they didn't expect his lightness kung fu to be so proficient. It's really like a fairy.

"Don't be dazed, take me up the mountain quickly, if the abbot and Yu Liancheng have a conflict, I'm afraid this pure Shaolin place will also bleed." Monk Xinmei hurriedly said.

"Uncle, I know."

Yu Liancheng fully unfolded his movements, and after a short while, the grand palace of Shaolin Temple was right in front of him.

Outside the gate of the temple, there is a little monk sweeping snow.

As soon as the monk turned around, he found an extra person behind him. He was startled, and hurriedly said: "Amitabha, the gate of the mountain is closed. If the almsgiver wants to burn incense and worship Buddha, he can wait until the spring of the next year."

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "I'm not here to burn incense and worship Buddha, please come out and see the abbot."

Although the little monk is young, but as a Shaolin monk, the number one pure land of Buddhism, he is quite arrogant, and was about to reprimand him, but Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Forget it, let you little monk report, once in a while. , it’s a little troublesome, I’d better do it myself.”

The little monk was in doubt, Yu Liancheng took a light breath, and said loudly: "Yu Liancheng worships the mountain, where is the abbot?"

Its voice was clearer and clearer, although it was less than ten words, it was like the roar of dragons and tigers, not only spread throughout Shaolin, but also resounded throughout the sky, and the snow was scattered around one after another, even turning into powder.

The little monk was stunned and couldn't speak for a moment.

The melodious bell rang.

At the same time, the footsteps of Shaolin monks came towards the gate of the temple.

"Amitabha, what's the big deal for Tan Dai to drive Shaolin?"

With the sound of the Buddha's name, a group of Shaolin monks appeared in front of Yu Liancheng.

The leader is an old monk with strange appearance, who is the abbot of Xinhu in Shaolin Temple.

Behind Abbot Xinhu, there are four people, three of whom are usually old monks.

They are Heart Tree, Heart Mirror, and Heart Lamp respectively.

These three people are all eminent monks of the Xinzi generation in Shaolin, the seven great Dharma protectors, both martial arts and Buddhism are very good.

As for the last person, he was a short and skinny old man, with piercing eyes and a nose like an eagle, making people forget that his short stature can only feel an indescribable authority and courage.

He is Bai Xiaosheng who is a guest of Shaolin.

Yu Liancheng bowed back and said, "I've met all the masters in Yulian City."

After reconfirming the identity of the visitor, Xinhu and the others couldn't help but change their expressions slightly. Although Bai Xiaosheng was still smiling, his expression became a bit serious.

Abbot Xinhu said: "Dare to ask Tanyue, I don't know what my brother's heart is? Didn't he go back to Shaolin with Tanyue?"

Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "That's right, he should still be on the way up the mountain, and you will see him later."

Bai Xiaosheng suddenly said: "Yu Liancheng, I heard that you started killing people in Xingyun Village, and also abolished all the martial arts of Master Xinmei, right?"

Yu Liancheng glanced at him: "What does it have to do with you?"

Bai Xiaosheng's complexion changed slightly, and he snorted coldly.

Xinjian took a step forward and said: "Yu Liancheng, you are the notorious plum blossom thief, who killed people and committed crimes, and abolished my brother's internal strength, yet you dare to come to my Shaolin Temple. Even though my Shaolin Temple is compassionate, you should always know , the World-Honored Tathagata also has the appearance of an angry King Ming."

Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Oh, you have to be careful, don't burn me with the ignorant karmic fire of angry King Ming, and turn yourself into ashes first."

Monk Xinjian's face turned cold, and he sternly shouted: "All disciples obey the order and form a large formation of one hundred and eight arhats."

As soon as these words came out, the Shaolin disciples behind them stepped on their feet, sympathetic with each other, forming a dense formation, about to form the rumored formation of one hundred and eight arhats.

Abbot Xinhu frowned, and glanced at Xinjian.

Seventh Junior Brother is not a reckless person, why is he so impulsive today.

"Brother, please tell them to stop." At this moment, Xinmei finally arrived late, and the three disciples who sent him up were sweating and panting.

Xinmei wanted to stop the disciples by herself, but now she is just an ordinary old man, and her voice cannot be heard that far.

"Junior brother, are you alright?" Xinhu took the first step to support Xinmei, showing a worried expression.

"Brother Sect Leader, I'm fine, please tell them to stop." Xinmei said urgently.

He has a certain understanding of Yu Liancheng's strength.

If this real battle survived, with Yu Liancheng's light swordsmanship, he might not be able to break out of the formation, and the Shaolin monks would definitely bleed and drift away. If the mountain is not closed for 20 years, they may not be able to recover.

"Okay." Abbot Xinhu waved his hand: "All disciples, stop."

"Brother, but..."

"Junior Brother Xinmei knows more about this matter, let him handle it."

Monk Xinjian wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by Abbot Xinhu.

Abbot Xinhu trusts Xinmei more than he has no reason to be irritable.

Xinmei walked in front of Yu Liancheng: "Yu Tanyue, what is the purpose of you coming to Shaolin this time?"

Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Didn't I already tell you that this trip is to borrow scriptures from the Shaolin Cangjing Pavilion."

"Impossible!!" Xin Jian Leng was furious, and even the best-cultivated Xin Hu frowned slightly. Although the other two Shaolin Xin Zi generation masters didn't speak, they already showed anger, like an angry King Kong.

Xinmei also smiled wryly: "Yu Tanyue, this is absolutely impossible, why are you stubborn?"

But Yu Liancheng waved his hand indifferently: "I said, I can make a deal with you. The reason why the deal can't be reached is simply because there are not enough bargaining chips in the deal."

Monk Xinmei shook his head and said: "No matter what kind of deal you want to make, I, Shaolin, will never agree."

"You might as well listen to my trading chips." Yu Liancheng suddenly changed the subject and said, "Seven times the Shaolin Temple scriptures have been stolen recently, but none of you have found out who the person who stole the books is. My bargaining chip The first bargaining chip is that I can tell you about the prisoner and his accomplices."

His voice came from far away, and everyone was taken aback.

Xinmei and the others were surprised why Yu Liancheng knew about this.

And a group of Shaolin disciples were surprised that the heavily guarded Buddhist scripture pavilion was stolen seven times.

Bai Xiaosheng sneered: "These seven thefts were done seamlessly. Originally, I really couldn't find out who the murderer was, but now I know."

Xin Jian cast his eyes on Yu Liancheng and said, "That's right, I know now."

After the atmosphere was dull for a while, Xinmei said: "Yu Tanyue, I didn't tell you about this matter, I don't know where you got this news from?"

Yu Liancheng shrugged and said, "I said I have a good memory, do you believe me?"

(End of this chapter)