Chapter 242 First fight

"Here is here! Here!"

While Zhang Yuzhu was moving quickly towards Shaolin, Shaolin also received news.

"The scavenger is about to arrive in Shaolin, and it's not in vain that I have used so much effort to help him investigate the rumors about who was walking and slandering him!"

"Don't be proud!"

Some people also looked extremely solemn. Zhang Yuzhu was so fast that they were almost incredible.

"We'd better imagine how to deal with him!"

Having said that, the man was no longer proud just now.

Everyone present, including the nameless old monk, could carry more than a thousand kilograms of things and use their light skills along the way, which was even faster than the speed of a horse.

And he could move quickly day and night, just two or three days, and Zhang Yuzhu was already very close to Shaolin Temple.

If Zhang Yuzhu hadn't had a moment of rest every day, their news would have been impossible to be faster than Zhang Yuzhu.

Often, it is the previous news that Zhang Yuzhu is nearly a thousand miles away from Shaolin, but the next news that Zhang Yuzhu is only a few hundred miles away from Shaolin.

This is more than just thriller, it is simply horror.

Those present are now extremely confident that Zhang Yuzhu might have mastered the method of cultivating immortals.

Zhang Yuzhu doesn’t look like an ordinary person or a human being.

It's a monster in human skin!

The more inhuman Zhang Yuzhu's performance is, the more excited they can be.

These people are basically people who are approaching. Even if the deadline is approaching, there are not many years to live. With the hope of immortality, who can not be excited?

"Amitabha!"

The old monk looked calm, but the light flashed from time to time in his turbid old eyes, so he could know that his heart was not that calm, and this was immortality!

"Dear donors, don't panic, let's wait slowly!"

These people looked at each other, especially the nameless old monk, and stopped talking.

Waiting for it is inevitable, and internal strife is also inevitable.

However, it is not now, and internal strife now has no effect.

Who doesn’t want to enjoy the hope of immortality alone?

Now I can sit together because one side of the forces is no match for Zhang Yuzhu at all.

Even if a million troops were dispatched to encircle Zhang Yuzhu, the losses caused would be too great.

By then, if they lose the protection of a million troops, they will not be able to protect what they have obtained.

Now that we join forces, even if it is a loss, we will lose together.

All kinds of plans have been arranged properly, just waiting for Zhang Yuzhu to fall into the trap.

"Scavenger, Zhang Yuzhu comes to worship the mountain!"

At this time, Zhang Yuzhu had already arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple.

Along the way, Zhang Yuzhu felt more and more sensitive, and he could already feel that there were many people monitoring him along the way.

Although what those people did was quite hidden, Zhang Yuzhu still discovered it.

The feeling of being in the back is like a ray of light, the more master you are, the more you can feel it.

And Zhang Yuzhu, who is already a master who is about to have a spiritual sense, can naturally feel it.

"Open the mountain gate!"

Zhang Yuzhu's voice was very loud, at least Xuan Ci in Shaolin Temple could hear it.

During this period, Xuanci's mood was like a roller coaster, constantly rising and falling.

It really stimulated him so much that Wu Xingyun, the boy from Tianshan Mountain, won’t say that this is famous in the world.

Needless to say, the young girl Li Qiushui can fight against their nameless monks in Shaolin.

There is also the immortal style Wuyazi.

He thought that when Shaolin Temple dominated the martial arts world, it was coming!

However, all kinds of masters who came from the Song court, the Western Xia, and the Great Liao were simply autistic.

No matter which one it is, he can slap himself to death.

So is what he did before interesting?

It has no meaning, just like a child playing house.

What's the point?

The key is that these people gathered in Shaolin. What does this mean?

Didn't see that now he has no right to speak in Shaolin?

Except for those disciples in Shaolin, he can't even take care of others.

Is this Shaolin abbot still his Xuanci?

However, things have to continue.

On the surface, he is still the abbot of Shaolin, in charge of affairs of all sizes of Shaolin.

Some time ago, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu and Duan Yu from Dali came to cause trouble, but they were suppressed by those people!

After that, those people became "our own people" for no reason!

If Xuanci had been so happy that he would have been so happy that he could not stop talking about it, but now, he was not happy at all.

Even if I find my own son, I don’t have that much joy.

Even though his son has become a martial arts master who is not inferior to him, he is not that happy.

All he had in his heart was deep anxiety.

Shaolin has become a huge vortex at this time.

If he is not careful, he will die by himself!

However, Shaolin is likely to be completely destroyed.

How can this be accepted by a person who regards Shaolin as his life?

Especially, even if I can't accept it, there is no way. The deep sense of powerlessness that has to continue completely enveloped Xuanci's body and mind.

"Donor Zhang!"

The temple gate of Shaolin Temple has been opened, and Xuanci and a group of masters of the Xuan generation have come out to welcome him personally. Now it is different from the past. Zhang Yuzhu is worthy of opening the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

"Long time no see!"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Xuan Ci, who had become much older in less than a year.

"Abbot Xuanci!"

"I came here this time to find an unknown old monk in Shaolin. I want to discuss with him!"

Standing in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, Zhang Yuzhu seemed to have come to a forbidden area that could be killed.

It is obviously a Buddhist holy land, but today it seems that there is a lot of murderous aura.

It is incompatible with the Buddhist holy land.

"That chapter, donor, please wait!"

Xuanci immediately agreed, but he didn't ask at all, how did Zhang Yuzhu know that there was an unknown old monk in Shaolin Temple?

In his opinion, Zhang Yuzhu knew that this was no big deal.

Anyway, Shaolin is no longer the one who can lead the family!

Xuanci immediately brought Zhang Yuzhu in.

As soon as he stepped into the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, he felt like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

Especially his spiritual sense, or the sixth sense, were all showing him crazy warning.

It seems to be reminding him that this is not a place for a long time.

The calm mind is also beating constantly.

"Boy Zhang!"

Just when Zhang Yuzhu was secretly surprised, a figure walked out, "Long time no see!"

When Zhang Yuzhu looked up, he saw an acquaintance, Wuyazi.

"Old man, why are you here?"

"Shouldn't you be in the gentleness of your senior sister, junior sister?"
To be continued...