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Chapter 242 Going to Shaolin
"Guardian Yang, are we really going to fight like this? Don't we pick a good time to make a surprise attack?"

A trace of worry appeared on Lin Sihai's withered face.

He looked at the team of nearly 20 people around him, but he didn't know why, and he was always a little uneasy.

It stands to reason, not so.

You must know that here are the masters of the lesser demigods of the Demonic Dao, and the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect who did not show up is hiding in secret to help.

Even if Shaolin Temple still has something to hide, it is impossible to deal with so many talents.

Hearing this, Yang Lingri sneered, "Lin Sihai, you old boy, aren't you afraid?"

"The Shaolin Temple has a long heritage, even I have to admit that these bald donkeys have some tricks."

"However, here we have a total of eighteen masters in the spiritual realm, and there are suzerains in the formation. Even if there are masters in Shaolin Temple who are close to breaking through the sky, there is nothing to be afraid of."

The words of Yang negative sun immediately made many people laugh.

"Is it because your Wanmu Tianzong and Shaolin Temple come from the same source, so you old boy is unwilling?"

"I think he's used to being cautious. When he's used to being a mouse, he's naturally afraid of the sun."

"I think so too. There are so many of us, and there is only Shaolin Temple, what is there to be afraid of?"

A group of sorcerers laughed unscrupulously.

For them, they are both collaborators and competitors.

It is also a comforting thing to be able to catch a person's "pain point" and laugh at it.

What's more, this head is brought up by the sun and the sun.

In the magic way, the rule that the strong are respected is more thoroughly implemented.

Among other martial arts sects, there are considerations such as whether the leader is suitable for management, blood inheritance, and faction inheritance, but for these magic schools, the strongest is basically the leader of the sect.

Unless the strong man voluntarily declines.

It is also because of this that for them, it has almost become an instinct to push the high and step down the low.

However, it is not without exception.

There was also a small group of people who didn't say a word, just watched all this with cold eyes.

The purpose of their trip is for the Arhat relics and the accumulation of thousands of years of Shaolin Temple.

For other things, they don't want to interfere, as long as they don't involve themselves.

Most of them came here for their own promotion, and they wanted to get other benefits along the way.

Therefore, they don't care much about when to launch an attack, they only care about whether they can get things in their hands.

"Okay, since we have an absolute advantage, we can just hit the door directly, why bother!"

"Besides, with our current number of people, I'm afraid we will be discovered as soon as we get close. Even if we go in the middle of the night, the result will be the same, unless we can completely hide our breath."

The words of the sun and the sun put an end to this little controversy.

Immediately someone responded: "Guardian Yang is right, let's go, Shaolin Temple is ahead."

Guo Changqing and Sun Jian stood among the crowd without saying a word.

For them, it doesn't matter when they hit the door, their goals are different.

It doesn't matter even if these people fail, anyway, as long as they fight, they will attract all the high-end forces of Shaolin Temple, and it will be a good opportunity for them at that time.

As long as Sun Jue could be rescued, even if these people died in Shaolin Temple, there would be no loss for them.

Even if it leads to the decline of the magic way, what does it have to do with them?

After making a decision, a group of people went up Shaoshi Mountain at an extremely fast speed, and descended directly on Shaolin Temple in a menacing manner.

Nearly [-] masters in the state of divine physique undisguised and wantonly vented their arrogance, which made Shaolin Temple quickly discover their traces.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom! Boom! Boom!
Nine grand bells rang in succession, and the entire Shaolin Temple immediately began to mobilize.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Fakong, was the first to rush to the mountain gate, seeing the magic masters approaching rapidly one by one on the mountain road, his eyes flashed in disbelief.

The battles among the demon sects are quite fierce, some are even equivalent to sworn enemies.

But now these sects have actually joined forces, and looking at the posture, it is clearly aimed at Shaolin Temple.

【How is this going?What is the situation of these demon sects?My Shaolin Temple hasn't surrendered any important figures in the evil way recently? 】

[Could it be that there is a strong man of the magic way who once again unified the magic gate?Now this posture is to use my Shaolin Temple to sacrifice the flag? 】

Various thoughts flashed through Monk Fakong's mind.

At this time, in Shaolin Temple, thousands of monks poured out from all over the place, gathering in the square in front of the Daxiong Hall.

Many high-level officials have also come to Fakong's side, and even the three people who have always been indifferent, Liaokong, Liaoxuan, and Liaowen, also came to the mountain gate immediately.

In addition to them, there were three people with disheveled hair, and even the old monk who guarded the Demon Town Pagoda appeared here.

Even some people who were rumored to have passed away arrived later.

This is the full strength of Shaolin Temple.

The bell rings nine times, which means that Shaolin Temple has encountered a great event.

Therefore, there will be such a big movement.

"Amitabha, all benefactors came to my Shaolin Temple, what is the matter?"

Monk Fakong, dressed in a red cassock, took a step forward, clasped his hands together, looking solemn.

With his hands behind his back, Yang Lingri looked at the many masters of Shaolin Temple in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple with a dignified expression.

But that's all.

He suddenly grinned and said: "Old monk, we are here for nothing but the Arhat relic. As long as you hand over the Arhat relic, I will spare you Shaolin Temple once."

Although they had an absolute advantage, but judging from the posture put on by Shaolin Temple, one knew that Shaolin Temple was not easy to mess with.

Although he was not afraid, he was also a little worried that if the Shaolin Temple could not be captured for a short time, other people would have other ideas.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the tradition of people in the devil's way.

In a downwind situation, this group of people must be extremely cruel.

But once there is a headwind, they will definitely run faster than anyone else.

If the Arhat relic can be obtained without bloodshed, that would be a good thing.

It not only hit the prestige of Shaolin Temple, but also caused other sects to be wary of Shaolin Temple, and at the same time gained benefits, killing three birds with one stone.

Among the crowd, Guo Changqing was not at all worried that Shaolin Temple would hand over the Arhat's relics, and let the matter be settled.

Not to mention whether Shaolin Temple will compromise.

Even if they want to compromise, there is no way, because the Arhat relic is gone.

Even if Shaolin Temple told the truth, these people would not believe it.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Fakong's eyes, and he didn't know how the news leaked out.

Only he and those who have received the benefits of Arhat relics know this news.

There is no doubt about the loyalty of these people to the Shaolin Temple. How this matter spread is worth pondering.

Of course, this is not the time to think about it.

Fakong proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I don't know where the donor got the news? How could there be Arhat relics in our Shaolin Temple?"

"You are also the top type of people in the world. You should know that it is impossible for an existence like Arhat to stay in this world, and can only fly through the sky."

"Arhat relics are naturally impossible. The benefactors probably listened to other people's rumors."

Hearing this, some magic masters who already had some doubts in their hearts immediately turned their attention to Guo Changqing and Sun Jian.

However, before Guo Changqing could open his mouth, a master of the Sun Eclipse Sect said, "If it was in the past, it would naturally be impossible."

"But as far as I know, in recent years, the original power between heaven and earth seems to have been improved, and it may be able to accommodate that kind of existence."

"Furthermore, Arhat Relic is not necessarily left behind by the ascensionists who exist in this world, but may also be left behind by those who failed to ascend after breaking through."

"Ascension also has great terror!"

This last sentence made many people fall silent.

According to the few words they obtained from the classics left over from ancient times, it is unknown what happened in this world at the end of ancient times.

Not only did it greatly change the lifespan, but it also made it difficult for many strong people in the divine body to live to the theoretical limit of their lifespan.

It is even difficult for Ascenders to appear.

It often takes a hundred years or even longer for one or two successes.

But after ascension, it is not safe.

About 500 years ago, an ascender failed to ascend, fell from the sky, and turned into powder, leaving only the word "Danger" to warn the world.

At this time, Yang Lingri broke the silence: "About sixty years ago, there was a genius in Shaolin Temple who, at the age of 15, was proficient in Shaolin Temple's 72 unique skills, and then he was promoted to the state of divine physique at an extremely fast speed."

"In the next ten years, many masters have been defeated, and what they are best at is the indestructible magic of King Kong."

"But then there were rumors that he went mad and died in order to attack the Profound Cave Realm. I guess, this Arhat relic belongs to this eminent monk, right?"

"Perhaps it wasn't because of his madness, but because he succeeded in breaking into the Dongxuan Realm, but he couldn't ascend, and he was trapped in the world, helpless."

Although Guo Changqing and Sun Jian spoke clearly, even if Yang Lingri and the others were unable to verify the existence of Arhat relics, they would use other methods to verify its possibility.

In the end, some clues were found by Yang and Negative Sun.

Monk Fakong clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the imaginations of all benefactors are too rich. There is no Arhat relics in my Shaolin Temple. Please go back."

Monk Fakong did not lie, at this time there is indeed no Arhat relic in Shaolin Temple.

Rohan Sari has been missing for decades.

Naturally, Yang Lingri didn't believe it, he glanced over many Shaolin Temple masters in front of the Shaolin Temple gate, and chuckled lightly.

"If there is no Arhat relic, why do you have so many masters in the spiritual state in Shaolin Temple?"

"Counting the dead one, there are a total of twelve masters in the divine body state, even if it is the three and a half-way monks, there are still nine. The Shaolin Temple hides really deep!"

"There is no such accumulation in any sect, even Wudang, Tiangong and other sects that have been passed down for thousands of years, there are not so many."

"Could it be that Shaolin Temple happens to have so many geniuses?"

At this time, Shaolin Temple has eleven masters in the divine body state. This number is enough to shake the entire Shenzhou.

Yang Lingri stared at Monk Fakong closely: "If it weren't for the sudden large-scale gathering of our Demon Dao this time, I am afraid that no one would know that the strength of Shaolin Temple is so amazing."

Monk Fakong naturally knew that the current strength of Shaolin Temple was indeed due to the influence of that Arhat relic.

Coupled with the real blowout of talents, there is now a situation of eleven gods.

If it weren't for the death of the legal witness, there would be twelve people now.

Shaolin Temple has been covering up this fact, just not wanting the world to know.

No matter who knows this matter, I'm afraid they will be extremely afraid.

It's just that the people in the magic way didn't talk about martial arts this time, and suddenly gathered so many masters in the spiritual state, Shaolin Temple had to deal with it, otherwise it would be destroyed.

"Benefactors, Shaolin Temple did have Arhat relics, but now they are gone. The monks don't lie. Please go back, all benefactors."

"Otherwise, even if we fight with my Shaolin Temple and lose both sides, what can we do?"

"If you don't believe me, the poor monk is willing to swear by the Buddha. If this is false, the poor monk is willing to fall into the eighteen hells and never be reborn."

Monk Fakong looked solemn.

He really didn't want to fight desperately with these demons.

Not to mention that there is a high probability of losing, even if they win, Shaolin Temple will suffer heavy casualties in the end, which is not worth it at all.

In comparison, what is it if he lowers his head a little?
Hearing this, everyone is constantly weighing.

Such an oath is still very convincing.

They are in the top ranks and have high martial arts skills. It is precisely because of this that they are more sure that immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons must exist.

And that's what they're working towards.

The reason why they let go of their hatred and come to Shaolin Temple after hearing the news about Arhat Relics, isn't it just to have a fight, in this era where ascenders are likely to appear, is it possible to fight for the front line for themselves?

Guo Changqing was secretly anxious, but he had no way to urge him, otherwise it might have the opposite effect.

At this time, Sun Jian asked, "Then, may I ask the abbot, where is the Arhat Relic?"

Everyone also realized at this time, it is impossible for a treasure like Arhat relic to disappear out of thin air, right?
Monk Fakong clasped his hands together and said sincerely, "The Arhat relic has been stolen."

"what?"

Yang Lingri looked inexplicable, "Old monk, are you entertaining us?"

He pointed to a group of masters from the Shaolin Temple: "There are so many masters from the Shaolin Temple, how can they not look down on such an important thing?"

"With the strength of your Shaolin Temple, unless you are a first-class Arhat, how could it be stolen?"

Many magic masters also reacted.

"How dare the old thief bald lie to us?"

"Do it, let's get it ourselves!"

"Kill all these monks!"

With bursts of noisy sounds, it is unknown who slapped first, and others followed suit
(End of this chapter)