Starting in the Primordial World: I Can Traverse All Heavens

Chapter 248 Xiao Sang
248 chapter

"The Variety Scholar" is famous for his disguise, disguise and lightness skills. In just one breath, he moved around in a very small space, trying hard to get rid of the sword light that was pointed at the center of his brow.

However, he was horrified to find that no matter what changes he made, the other party seemed to be able to see and hear them in advance, and followed them exactly, and the piercing chill between his brows became stronger and deeper!
How could there be such a powerful swordsman?
After he arrived at the inn, he quietly inquired about "Zhenhe Luo" Guan Haoran. He knew that Zhang Yuanshan's team's martial arts were so superb that they were already innate and surpassed him. Therefore, after severely injuring Master Xinji in a sneak attack, he chose an escape direction to avoid He drove in the direction of Zhang Yuanshan and others.

Who knew that the girl who always smiles and is so bright and charming is actually such a terrifying swordsman!
Even better than Zhang Yuanshan who killed Guan Haoran, the "Zhenheluo"!
Much stronger!
Regret eroded the mind of the ever-changing scholar, but he knew he could not delay it any longer. Regardless of whether he could dodge the sword, when the chief elders of Shaolin arrived, he would have no chance to escape.

So he gritted his teeth, a blush flashed across his face, and he swayed forward, then suddenly and strangely retreated, straight into the middle of Meng Qi and Xu Ning.

He wanted to use the "human shield" to get rid of Jiang Zhiwei's sword!
But when he retreated, his pupils suddenly shrank, because he saw a trace of ridicule in the eyes of the beautiful girl who was holding a long sword and was extremely strong.

"Is it possible?" A thought just appeared in the mind of the versatile scholar. Behind him, an arm glowing with golden light blasted out.

The arms did not have exaggerated muscles. Instead, they were relatively thin. The muscles on them were extremely tight, like diamonds one after another. They suddenly broke out, catching the versatile scholar off guard.

"Poof!" Powerful force came from behind, and the body of the versatile scholar was directly slapped back by this palm.

This palm directly interrupted his luck, causing a backlash of martial arts in his body, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan and many elders from the Holin Temple had also surrounded him. The long sword and staff formed a splint and stuck the Variety Scholar's head, making him unable to move at all.

"Namo Amitabha, is Donor Kuang safe? We haven't seen each other for ten years, but the old monk lost his eyes and failed to recognize the benefactor." Xinji's face was withered and yellow, but he walked up with no one to support him.

After being captured, the Variety Scholar knew that begging for mercy was futile, so he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Haha, Master Fangzhang is old and dim-sighted, and he is no longer as grand as he used to be. However, Master General values ​​Master very much. If you can lead Shaolin to surrender, he will I must ask His Majesty Ken to grant you the title of national teacher, and let Shaolin become the first temple of Buddhism, where the incense burns continuously and the fertile land is poured over!"

"Leading beasts to eat people, what Shura did, I am ashamed to be with you." Xinji said with a bit of pride.

"Hmph, the general is only worried about the master abbot. Now that the master is injured by me, who can stop the general? The dangerous mountain road? It can only stop ordinary masters and soldiers. To the general, it is like walking on flat ground." , when the time comes, the pass will be useless!" The Variety Scholar failed to bribe him, and immediately threatened, "Master Abbot, don't let Shaolin's millennium foundation be destroyed by your hands!"

"Amitabha, there is no need to say much to the benefactor. Shaolin's foundation is only based on Buddhist principles and Zen." Xinji raised his sleeves and flicked a thin palm to the top of the ever-changing scholar, "The battle is imminent, and I can't hold back my hand."

"You, you actually want to kill someone!" The Variety Scholar was shocked and frightened. He also imagined that those strange masters wanted to kill him but the Shaolin monks stopped him and only abolished the martial arts. "Where are your precepts? Where is your Buddha? The general is coming soon, you have no place to die!"

"Amitabha, the Buddha has a compassionate heart, and also has the angry eyes of the Vajra." Xinji said in a calm tone, and lightly flicked the palm of the ever-changing scholar's head.

Immediately, the Variety Scholar widened his unwilling eyes and fell limply to the ground.

Xu Ning suddenly felt that this old monk was quite to his liking. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the golden Buddha holding flowers and smiling again. The flames started to re-weave into words and kept changing.

"Side mission one: Kill Jiang Zhiwei, the 'Various Scholar' among the four innate masters of the enemy camp. Zhen Yuan will be rewarded with thirty good deeds, Zhang Yuanshan will be rewarded with twenty good deeds, Zhen Ding, Qi Zhengyan, Wang Jin, and Xiao Zi will each be rewarded Ten good deeds.”

"Description of side quests: kill one of the four innate masters of the opposing faction, and the participants will be rewarded for their meritorious deeds according to the difficulty of the task, the comparison of their strengths, and their effort."

"Sub-quest is open: kill the general Duo Ercha, and the participants will be rewarded with to meritorious deeds according to their contributions!"

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan used voice transmission to secretly tell Xu Ning, Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan, Meng Qi and others: "I didn't have time to elaborate before. When I killed Guan Haoran, I started this side mission, because I was the only one who took action. According to the Comparing strength, I got fifty good deeds.”

"Ke Bijun is dead." Xu Ning thought that the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation had not distributed rewards to him just now, and that his body was lying motionless on the ground.

Xinjiang looked at the body of the scholar Bai Bian, and was about to speak when an old monk with white eyebrows suddenly stood up from behind him. He pointed at Xu Ning and others with righteous indignation and said, "You spies actually brought the scholar Bai Bian into the temple and harmed the abbot." !What other plans do you have?”

One after another, the elders stepped forward one after another, seeming to intend to capture Xu Ning and others.

Before Zhang Yuanshan opened his mouth to defend, Xinji waved his sleeves and said, "Don't be so excited. The donors are not spies. They were probably just deceived by the Baibian Scholar. If they were spies, when the Baibian Scholar attacked Lao Monk just now, the donor Ruo Jiang , Donor Zhang, and Donor Xu took action at the same time, and with their strength, Lao Na may have passed away."

This reason is very convincing, and the excitement subsided, but the white-browed old monk still said with a calm face: "The origins of several benefactors are unclear, and perhaps most of them are indeed righteous men, but who dares to say that they are not mixed up?" People like scholars? They didn’t expose it just now, maybe they just have far-reaching plans. Before they are clearly identified, they should not be allowed to stay in the temple for a long time.”

"This will chill the heart of the righteous men who come to help." A middle-aged monk said hesitantly.

The white-browed old monk resolutely said: "The abbot was injured by a sneak attack. We can't take any more risks. Besides, there are so many people. There may be many barbarian spies among the group of righteous men. It's better to let them return home."

Xin Ji sighed, and said to Zhang Yuanshan: "There are some disputes and discussions in the temple. It is inconvenient for the benefactors to hear about it. Please ask the benefactors to go down the mountain first. After we discuss the results, we will inform you."

Although they were a little aggrieved by being wrongly accused, everyone had the task of suppressing him and couldn't do anything to fall out with him, so they carried Ke Bijun's body on their backs, said goodbye, left the temple, and returned to the foot of the mountain.

"If you can't enter the temple, how can you stick to it until the last moment?" Wang Jin, who hadn't had any communication with Meng Qi and others while walking on the mountain road, said suddenly.

"According to the urine nature of the last mission, the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation must have prepared it for us..." Xu Ning said with a chuckle.

And just as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, as if thousands of horses were galloping and roaring.

"That Duo'ercha must be here, let's find a way to hide it first." Xu Ning said quickly. It was too late for them to turn back now, so they simply threw themselves into the dense forests on both sides.

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Shaolin Temple, inside the Daxiong Hall.

"Abbott, how are you injured?" After Xu Ning and others left, the white-browed old monk asked with concern.A flush suddenly appeared on the heart-stricken and yellow face. He opened his mouth and sprayed out, and a mouthful of blood fell like rain, staining the cassock on his chest red.

"Abbot!"

"Master!"

The monks all exclaimed, and they instantly understood that the abbot had only suppressed his injuries before, and did not expose his weakness in front of the group of people whose origins were unknown.

Xin Ji waved his hand, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm fine for the time being, it's just that I can't exert % of my skills."

All the monks were silent. The abbot was already old and frail. He was probably no match for General Doercha. He only had five successful powers left, so there was little hope. As for the other innate masters, there were only two in the whole temple. He is just a newcomer to Xiantian. Not to mention General Duoercha, even his "White-browed Evil Wolf" and "Pocket Universe" may not be able to compare with him.

The white-browed old monk sighed, "Abbot, this is the end of the matter, we still have to preserve the incense in this temple."

"Brother Xinchan, I understand what you mean." Xinji nodded slightly, and looked back at the golden Buddha statue with a vicissitudes of life, "The barbarian has the right time, and it is the day when the flowers are blooming, not to mention the so-called national teacher and wolf lord. General Guangda Duo'ercha is one of the best masters in the world, he has fought all his life and rarely fails, and he has three hundred iron wolf soldiers under his command, who are invincible."

"If my Shaolin is destroyed, I can still block Duo Ercha, but I can only block it for a while, and now it seems that I can't stop it even for a while."

"What the old monk said before is not because he doesn't want to keep the incense, but because he is willing to use this old and weak body to hold back Duoercha and create a chance for the monks in the temple to escape. After all, if the old monk does not die, Duoercha will chase after him Kill, never give up, drag you down for nothing, and miss the transfer of scriptures and relics."

Duo'ercha has three hundred iron wolf soldiers under his command. It is said that they are trained by secret methods, and all of them are powerful, painless, and fearless of death.

The white-browed old monk and the others were silent again. They all knew that Duo'er inspected the abbot like a thorn in his side and that this round of siege was mostly aimed at wiping out the top masters.

If the goal is not achieved, even if the sect abandons its ancestral business, the brutal pursuit will not stop. And if the abbot passes away, then the pursuit faced by himself and others will be much relaxed. At least the supreme master like General Duoercha will not I have taken action in person, and when the time comes, I will break it into pieces and escape separately, so that the incense can continue.

"Master, this disciple will stay with you in Shaolin." A middle-aged monk with a sad face knelt down in front of Xinji.

Xinji sighed, "Why are you so persistent."

He did not agree to his disciple's request, but looked around and said, "There is a secret path in this temple, which only the abbot has known in the past. Please arrange disciples as soon as possible, pack up the secret books, and wait until late at night. For the rest of the ordinary disciples, when you leave, leave a note , let them go down the mountain by themselves."

"What about the benefactors at the foot of the mountain? Do you want to tell them?" asked another monk who smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

The white-browed old monk Xin Chan said with a serious face: "Tell them? I don't know how many barbarian spies are hidden among them, just like the ever-changing scholar just now. When Duo'er hears the news in advance, my Shaolin will be in danger!"

"When the ordinary disciples go down the mountain, they will know that they are gone." Xinji didn't want to take the risk of leaking the news.

"Master, since Duoercha has arranged for the Variety Scholar to make a sneak attack, I think he should be nearby. It's not too late to delay the matter until late at night."

The kneeling middle-aged monk stood up and said, "If the benefactors at the foot of the mountain see Duoercha's iron wolf soldiers attacking and the mountain gate does not open, they will not fight desperately and will leave."

Xinji nodded solemnly: "It makes sense."

………………

In the dense forest, Xu Ning and others hid themselves deeply. Horns roared in the distance and the sound of horse hooves gradually approached.

"Who!" Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei raised her hand, Bai Ri Guan Hong unsheathed, and pointed the cold sword edge somewhere deep in the dense forest.

"Master Zhang, it's me, it's me!" came a voice from among the grass that Xu Ning and others did not recognize, but Zhang Yuanshan had some impression of.

"Brother Wei?" Zhang Yuanshan asked, but his hand was always pressed on the sword, always ready.

"It's me, it's me, Daxia Zhang." A figure rustled out of the bushes, with a seemingly dead figure on its back.

"Brother Wei, why are you here? Could it be..." Zhang Yuanshan saw that the people who were staying at the inn halfway up the mountain ran into the dense forest and tried to go up the mountain. Doesn't that mean that things were out of control down there?
Woo!
The long sound of the horn was desolate, profound and intense, and then, the sound of horseshoes, like waves crashing on the shore, quickly moved from far to near.

"This, this is Doercha's Iron Wolf Soldier!" The man named Wei turned pale instantly when he heard this roar.

The three hundred iron wolf soldiers of Duoercha were so powerful that his small arms and legs could not compete with him. Moreover, the appearance of the iron wolf soldiers here did not mean that the general Duoercha was also nearby? !
"Keep walking inside and get out of the official road as soon as possible. The Duo'ercha is almost half a step outside the scene. We will be discovered if we stay here." Xu Ning didn't want them to be delayed any longer and urged them quickly.

Fortunately, everyone in the group had Qinggong skills. After running hard, they quickly left the official road behind and entered the depths of the dense forest.

At this time, the rumbling sound of horse hooves was like a storm, coming from far to near, and then from near to far, charging towards the top of the Shaolin Temple.

"Brother Wei, what's behind you?" Zhang Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the figure carrying behind him. He was not very old, about twenty, and he was a man.

The man surnamed Wei put it on the ground, sighed and said: "Brother Lin and I met once. I didn't want his body to be left down there and be harmed by those barbarians, so I took him and ran into the woods, and finally met you. .”

Xu Ning and others looked at the man surnamed Lin, and saw that his face was smiling and quiet, as if he had been freed and reborn without any pain. The skin and muscles below his neck were yellowing and shrinking, as if they had been there for many years. Mummy, the death state is extremely strange!

"This way of death?" While Zhang Yuanshan and others were still analyzing, Xiao Zi suddenly exclaimed: "Xiao Sang, Xiao Sang is here too..."

(End of this chapter)