A certain person is the Heavenly Killer Li Gui.

Chapter 275 Shaolin Disaster

After getting rid of his identity as the "Exorcist True King", Li Gui's bandit temperament returned to his old cuteness, blackmailing the baby, and making him look like a bandit robbing him.

This shout exploded in the crowd like a thunderbolt from the blue, and instantly brought the scene from the artistic conception of the arrival of immortals back to the cruelty and impermanence of the real world.

The immortal has become a robber!

Just now, they were immersed in worshiping the immortals, but now they had to face this unexpected twist of the plot. The expressions of awe and admiration of the pilgrims suddenly solidified, and then quickly turned into disbelief and jaw-dropping.

The pilgrims who had been kowtowing and praying silently just now couldn't help but raise their heads and look at each other, as if they were asking each other, why did this "immortal" say such secular and vulgar words?

Even the old abbot was very surprised.

He originally saw Li Gui coming in the clouds and thought it was some outsider master who came to the Shaolin Temple. The reason why he ate meat and drank wine in the temple was just a free and easy trip of this master. It was not a big deal, it was just... It's just a misunderstanding.

Just as he was about to withdraw his formation and greet him solemnly, he heard such ridiculous words from Li Gui's mouth, and he immediately became furious, knowing that the other party's attacker was unkind.

His face suddenly darkened, his gray eyebrows knitted together, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted angrily:

"Duh!"

"What crazy person dares to desecrate the pure land of Buddhism here, pretend to be an immortal, and do such a despicable thing!"

"Our Shaolin Temple is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, and we are the place where Buddhism transforms all sentient beings. How can we allow you to act recklessly?"

"You must know that I, the Buddha, also have the wrathful eyes of Vajra, put away your despicable thoughts quickly, otherwise it will be too late to regret it when I kill the demons and your body is shattered into pieces!"

Li Gui laughed after hearing this and said nothing nonsense. With a flip of his hand, a tornado rose into the sky, opening a skylight on the roof of the main hall.

"Monk Wu, don't talk nonsense. If you have any magical weapons in this temple, just take them out and try them out to see if you can conquer a certain family!"

Li Gui didn't know what treasures there were in the Shaolin Temple, but he didn't need to find them by himself. He could just force the monks to bring them out to deal with him.

This sudden move was beyond the expectations of the Shaolin monks.

The top of the main hall was made of good materials. Even a typhoon might not be able to destroy it, but under Li Gui's attack, it instantly cracked like fragile porcelain.

The tiles, wooden beams, purlins and plaster fell apart under the huge force, like broken stars pouring down from the sky, hitting the crowd below, and then shattered into smaller pieces again in mid-air. A dense rain of fragments formed.

The ordinary monks and pilgrims below had nowhere to escape in the face of this sudden disaster. They were terrified and screamed and cried for a while.

Some people ran with their heads in their hands, trying to escape from here, ignoring their relatives and friends around them. They were even too panicked, pushing each other, and almost falling down while stumbling.

Some people knelt down and kowtowed, muttering something in their mouths, desperately and devoutly praying for the Buddha's blessing, or for Li Gui, a descended immortal, to appease his anger.

What a wonderful sight of sentient beings!

Li Gui hugged his arms and looked on with a smile, showing no intention of saving anyone.

The monks who caught up hurried forward and swung their weapons to hit the fragments, trying to protect everyone, but the fragments rained down so quickly that they were unable to protect them all. At that time, many monks and pilgrims were killed He was knocked to the ground and fell into a pool of blood, with painful moans and wails coming one after another.

What was once a pure place of meditation has suddenly become like a purgatory on earth.

The sun fell from the newly opened "skylight" above the head, and through the flying dust, cast variegated light and shadow on the big Buddha sitting in front of the stage, making the Buddha's golden body look cloudy and uncertain, as if it was infected with the disease. A bit unbearable. "How dare you, thief!"

The old abbot was so angry that he was trembling all over. While waving for help, he waved for the monks to form a formation to catch the thieves.

Li Gui saw that he had not used any artifacts to protect these monks, so he knew in his heart that this monk probably didn't have any treasures with him.

To be on the safe side, he took one step forward and reached the old abbot. He took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist, held down his cassock, and put the incense into it for a test. As expected, neither of them were magic weapons. .

Li Gui casually crushed the rosary beads and threw the old abbot back, causing the monks to scramble. He picked up all the magic weapons in front of the Buddha and tried them one by one. Unfortunately, one There are no magic weapons.

"Since it's not in the main hall, it must be hidden behind it!"

Li Gui kicked the big Buddha to pieces, took away the incense inside, and strode towards the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion at the back.

"Stop him!"

"We can't let him go any further!"

The old abbot shouted at the top of his lungs from behind.

The monks rushed over to catch Li Gui.

As soon as they rushed, the formation was disrupted, and without the protection of the formation, they turned back into ordinary monks.

Li Gui grinned, turned around and waved, and a fire dragon rushed straight in. It threw all the monks to the ground and set them on fire. It didn't stop, and then rushed straight into the main hall behind them, destroying the wooden century-old temple. It was also set on fire.

The monks in this Shaolin Temple are all brave men carefully selected from the best and carefully trained. They are different from the miscellaneous forbidden soldiers or civilians that Li Gui encountered before. Faced with this sudden fire attack, they did not completely panic and run around. Enduring the pain of being burned by the flames, he managed to form the Arhat Formation again.

With the power of this formation, they successfully extinguished the flames on their bodies.

But just because they can bear it does not mean that other monks and pilgrims can bear it, and the main hall made of wood cannot bear it even more.

This majestic and majestic palace, which carries the vicissitudes of time, could not withstand the power of Zhu Rong. Moments after it was ignited, it spread to the entire hall.

After these monks extinguished the flames on their bodies, when they looked back, they saw thick smoke billowing, flames soaring into the sky, and countless tongues of flames licking the ancient pillars, beams, carved railings and painted buildings. The entire Mahavira Palace had been plunged into chaos. In the sea of ​​fire.

The monks didn't bother to catch Li Gui and hurried back to put out the fire. Some of them brandished weapons to tear down the burned parts of the hall and discard them, while others rushed into the main hall and killed the living people, Buddha statues, and The scriptures were rescued.

At this time, Li Gui had already entered the Sutra Pavilion. With his hands on his hips, he stood in front of the main door of the Sutra Pavilion and shouted loudly:

"What about the sweeping monk?"

"Why don't you come out quickly?"

(End of this chapter)