Yang Xingzhou came to Shaolin because he wanted to experience the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple in this world. By the way, he wanted to tell Master Tianhu, the head of the Shaolin Temple, about Tianfeng Shiro and Wuhua, Nangong Ling and his son, as a favor.

Although he came to Shaolin with some bad intentions, he had very little malice after all, and he never thought about killing anyone. However, when he arrived in front of the Shaolin Temple, these monks just believed it. Even the monk from Tianhai listened to Wuhua's one-sided words and believed that Yang Xingzhou

Wu Hua, the big demon who massacred the Beggar Clan disciples, was seriously injured by Yang Xingzhou and almost died.

You must know that Monk Wuhua's martial arts skills are already among the best in Shaolin Temple. Even among the eminent monks of the Tianzi generation, few are his opponents. Even he was seriously injured by Yang Xingzhou. This shows how powerful Yang Xingzhou is.

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Therefore, after learning that Yang Xingzhou had arrived in front of the Shaolin Temple, the old monk Tianhai did not dare to neglect, and directly set up a 108-arhat formation to subjugate demons. If he wanted to subjugate demons, he would first capture Yang Xingzhou.

In this case, how could Yang Xingzhou not be angry?

He is a man who has been an emperor. He is the king of a country. He is a master of martial arts. He has traveled as far as the Han and Tang Dynasties. Those are truly golden words. In one sentence, he can be crowned the king of a small country thousands of miles away. How noble his status is.

But when he arrived in front of the Shaolin Temple, what he was greeted with was a demon-subduing formation, in which he was supposed to be subdued as a big devil.

He was not one to suffer losses. Faced with such a situation, he would not hold back when he was so angry. Without Zhou Shanzhang using all his strength, even the demon-suppressing formation was broken by him.

Now he became more murderous. After knocking down the temple door, he walked straight into the Shaolin Temple with a fierce look. Every step he took, the ground made a loud noise, and the surrounding houses shook slightly. It was like an earthquake within a few feet.

At this time, the old monk Tianhai in the courtyard stood dumbly on the spot, as if he still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Originally, in his mind, as long as the Shaolin Demon-Conquering Formation came out, no matter how powerful the person was, he would have to be killed obediently, but the reality was different from him.

It didn't match what was expected. I didn't expect that the demon-subduing formation that was the foundation of Shaolin's protection was actually broken by Yang Xingzhou, and so many monks died.

The monks who formed the demon-suppressing formation were all elites in the Shaolin Temple, and many of them were old monks of the Tianzi generation. But now they were completely defeated, with more than a dozen people killed or injured.

These changes caught Tianhai off guard, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to do for a while. He didn't react until Yang Xingzhou walked up to him.

"You, you devil"

Tianhai's face turned red, and he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Yang Xingzhou, "Old monk, I swear I will never give up with you."

Yang Xingzhou kicked the old monk in front of him away and continued walking forward, "Tianhu, Wuhua, come out."

At this time, something happened at the front door, and the backyard had already reacted. The sound of dense footsteps came from the backyard, and then a group of great monks came out from the side of the Main Hall. They saw the temple door collapsed and the Buddha statue fell to the ground. Many monks in front of the door were killed and injured, and they were all eaten.

Startled.

The leader, the white-browed old monk, looked at Yang Xingzhou in surprise and uncertainty, "Donor Yang, this temple's demon-suppressing formation."

"I broke it"

Yang Xingzhou looked at the old monk in front of him, "Hand Wuhua over to Tianhu, come out too."

The old monk bowed his head and clasped his hands, "Amitabha, I am Tianhu. Donor Yang, why do you have any hatred against me, Shaolin, to kill so many of my disciples?"

Yang Xingzhou ""

He looked towards Tianhu, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared in his body. The long sword on his waist buzzed, and his expression was indifferent. He said softly, "Oh, you attack me first. If I fight back and kill, it will be my fault."

Tianhu said, "Amitabha, if Donor Yang hadn't injured Master Wuhua and hadn't killed many disciples of the Beggar Clan in Jinan Mansion, how could I, a Shaolin disciple, greet him with a great formation to slay demons?"

Yang Xingzhou said, "Nangong Ling imprisoned Ren Ci, and I took action to hurt his gang members. Even he himself was disabled by me in martial arts and was thrown to Ren Ci. As for Monk Wuhua, he was Nangong Ling's biological brother. At that time,

He wanted to kill me, but I was seriously injured and left. When he got to Shaolin, he said that I was a devil. He should have secretly paid for the murder of the Beggar Clan disciples. Hehe, he is not a bad brain, but his martial arts is not good. Tianhu, you listen to his one-sided words, and there is no distinction between right and wrong.

If you take action against me, you, the leader, are as stupid as a pig, so you better stop being one."

Tianhu's white eyebrows were flying, and the monk's robes were slightly bulging, which was the state of surging true energy. When he faced Yang Xingzhou, he felt that the other party was murderous. If he didn't use his skills to resist, he might not even be able to stand still.

After hearing the words, he said slowly, "Amitabha, a disciple from Jinan Prefecture has sent a letter from Fei Ge, confirming that what Wuhua said is true. Many people have seen it with their own eyes. You have indeed taken action against the disciples of the Beggar Clan, killing many of them. Those people

How could he die in Wuhua’s hands?”

Yang Xingzhou looked up at the sky and said calmly, "You all believe what Wuhua said. Could it be that what I said is just fart?"

Tianhu lowered his head and said "Amitabha"

At this time, no matter what Yang Xingzhou said is true or false, the two sides have forged a life-and-death feud that can never be resolved except by blood and fire.

While Tianhu was talking to Yang Xingzhou, a group of monks had already surrounded Yang Xingzhou and formed an Arhat formation again.

At this moment, Yang Xingzhou sighed slightly and looked at Tianhu in front of him strangely, "Do you really want Shaolin to be exterminated?"

When Yang Xingzhou saw Tianhu, he trembled and said, "Amitabha"

His mouth tightened, and his body suddenly became stiff. He could no longer say the word "Buddha". He felt that his whole body was out of control, and he could no longer make any movements except breathing.

"No, I'm poisoned."

Tianhu was horrified in his heart. He glanced at the monks next to him, hoping that they could see that something was wrong with his state. However, he found that some of the monks next to him and across from him had anxious and horrified looks in their eyes, maintaining a ridiculous expression.

Their movements were frozen on the spot. Several monks raised their long sticks and froze on the spot, like stone carvings and wooden statues, as if someone had performed the legendary immobilization method.

"Are you surprised or angry?"

Yang Xingzhou looked at Abbot Tianhu and said with a smile, "I won't mess with you, but you are really brave to provoke me."

He kicked Tianhu away with his legs and strode towards the temple. Every monk who came out along the way was knocked to the ground by him and poisoned with strong anesthetic.

With his ability at this time, he was able to poison without any sound, and the poison he prepared was also colorless and odorless, making it difficult to detect. All the monks in the courtyard were quietly poisoned and could no longer do anything.

Not the slightest movement of resistance.

In anger, Yang Xingzhou originally wanted to poison all the monks to death. Later, after seeing the Mahavira Palace, he thought of his connection with Shaolin in other worlds, so he restrained his murderous intention, replaced the poison with anesthetic, and spared everyone's lives.

After he poisoned all the monks, he looked for Wuhua everywhere. He found a guqin in a Buddhist hall in Yaowang Buddhist Temple. There were several calligraphy and paintings beside the piano. The inscription and postscript were Wuhua

The name of the flower.

"It seems that this is the room where Wuhua lives. Isn't this person recuperating here? Why can't he be seen?"

Yang Xingzhou explored the quilt with his palms and found that the quilt was still warm. He immediately reacted, "He escaped again. This guy's reaction is really fast."

He flew to the roof, glanced around, closed his eyes and sensed carefully, but found nothing. It seemed that this person must have known that something was wrong when he just broke the demon-suppressing formation, so he ran away.

The Japanese ninja's ability to escape and hide was extremely good. Yang Xingzhou summoned birds to search back and forth in the air, but he could not find any trace of this person after a whole day of searching.

After returning to the Shaolin Temple, Yang Xingzhou felt depressed, "I have to find a spirit dog to take with me next time. Otherwise, it will be really difficult to find such masters who are good at hiding."

After he returned to the Shaolin Temple, he didn't bother to pay attention to the stiff monks in the temple. He went directly into the Sutra Pavilion and read the martial arts books in the Sutra Pavilion one by one. He discovered the Shaolin Temple in this world, the various martial arts and golden books in it.

The Shaolin Temple in this world is completely different. There are no seventy-two special skills in it. Instead, there are advanced martial arts such as Liuyun Iron Sleeves, Shaolin Fist, Feng Ping Palm, Finger Finger Magic, etc. Yang Xingzhou's eyes lit up.

These martial arts are a little more spicy and less heavy than those in the other world, but they are equally powerful.

Shaolin Temple has been a powerful temple for thousands of years, and it certainly lives up to its reputation.

After reading in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a day, he became hungry and his mouth was dry. He scooped a ladle of water from the water jar and prepared to boil it for drinking. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He felt that this ladle of water seemed to be thicker than normal water.

Be a little heavier.

His heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab the sparrow in the air. He caught a sparrow on a branch not far away and caught it in his hand. Yang Xingzhou took out a drop of water and put it into the bird's beak. After a while, the sparrow called a few times and flew with its wings.

After a few flaps, the feathers all over his body fell off, and then his body swelled, and there seemed to be earthworms swimming back and forth under the skin. Slowly, the bird's beak fell off, and its eyes burst into pieces, turning into a pile of rotten flesh.

"Tianyi Shenshui"

The corners of Yang Xingzhou's eyes twitched a few times, and he was secretly shocked, "Wuhua actually put such poison in the water tank before escaping. If I hadn't been more careful, I might have ended up not much different from this sparrow."

"After I catch this person, I have to feed him some Tianyi Divine Water."

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