"Don't underestimate the Six Paths. Any force that can be preserved and inherited from ancient times should not be underestimated."

"In ancient times, the six paths and eighteen prisons were comparable to the thirty-three days of the holy land, which was unique."

"and……"

Shi Changkong put his hands together and said with a solemn expression: "Yuzhou is not as simple as the first seats think. There are unusual things there, and even the Six Paths will not easily step into it.

If you really want to force the Zhengtian Sect to kill you, no one will feel good!"

"Does the abbot know what?"

Shi Jie looked at the other people and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Now Shi Changkong has a very high prestige in Shaolin, and he is a person who stands in Shaolin and keeps him standing.

So they didn't have much doubt about Shi Changkong's words.

But because there was no doubt, I was surprised by this statement.

Shi Changkong said: "I don't know what is in Yuzhou, but I know that there is a great terror in Yuzhou. Once there is no peerless strong man suppressing it, it will be completely released.

As a Zhenzhou sect, it is normal to have a foundation.

Not to mention Zhengtian Sect, just for me, Shaolin, isn’t that the same…”

Speaking of this, Shi Changkong suddenly stopped and said with a faint smile: "It seems that a customer is here!"

"guest?"

Hearing this, the rest of the people frowned and felt it carefully.

Immediately, my face changed slightly.

"What a surging blood!"

"This bloody energy..."

In their perception, blood and energy that turned into ancient dragon elephant roared, moving them.

This blood energy is very strange and is not anyone familiar with.

"When did this person appear in Leizhou again!"

“…”

At this time, a Shaolin disciple came in from outside and saw the people present and said hurriedly: "Report to the abbot and the heads, the saint of Zhengtian Sect at the foot of the mountain, don't visit!"

"Please come up!"

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the Shaolin disciple retreated.

Shi Mi spoke at this time, "The Holy Son of Zhengtian Fang Xiu, the one who killed the Iceberg Prison Master with the peacock feather. What is his purpose in coming to me to understand the Zen Mountain!"

Zhengtian Sect is one of the leaders of the Demonic Dao, and Fang Xiu is the Holy Son of Zhengtian again.

In Shi Mi's opinion, Shaolin is the right way and has never had any friendship with the demon way.

Shi Jie said: "Now that the two righteous and demons in the world have joined forces. Since Fang Xiu came to Wuchan Mountain, we cannot lose our etiquette, otherwise we will see my Shaolin clearly for nothing."

"I came to meet him and I just happened to see what is unusual about the number one young generation now!"

...

Under the Mount Wuchan.

The monks went down the mountain to greet each other.

Fang Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, while Du Zhi stood in a position behind him and acted as a guard.

"Jueming, the precepts Academy, has met the Holy Son of Zhengtian!"

The monk Zhong Jueming put his hands together and said solemnly.

If an ordinary martial arts master comes to visit, there is no need for monks of the Jue generation to welcome him.

But Fang Xiu is not just a martial arts master. He has once stained the blood of a peerless powerful man and is also the Saint Son of Zhengtian. Under his combined identity, he cannot be underestimated.

Only when the martial arts masters of the Jue generation greet each other personally can they be considered to be echoing etiquette.

Fang Xiu bowed and replied, "I came suddenly this time, and I hope I will not disturb you!"

"Your Son, please follow me up the mountain. The abbot of my temple hopes to see you at first sight!"

"Okay, please lead the way!"

Fang Xiu suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and said in a deep voice.

Du Zhi, who was standing behind Fang Xiu, could not hide his shock at this moment.

Shaolin Abbot, the Great Sun Tathagata makes the sky!

A strong man who truly stands at the top of Jiuzhou, an existence that is comparable to the Zhengtian Sect Master.

Du Zhi, as the master of the Tianli Hall, had a broad understanding, and was also shocked at this time.

Stepping onto Wuchan Mountain and feeling the misty Buddha light.

Fang Xiu recalled everything about Shi Changkong in his mind.

Two hundred years ago, the previous generation of Shaolin abbots was transformed, and the only remaining peerless powerful man fell in disgrace, causing Shaolin's prestige to fall to a freezing point.

The major sects in the world are surging undercurrents, peeking at various martial arts classics in Shaolin.

Facing oppression, Shaolin retreated step by step.

After several battles, the Shaolin heritage has been scattered a lot, and its vitality has been severely damaged.

Those decades were the darkest period in Shaolin.

Until Shi Changkong rises across the sky, breaks through the Jindan realm of martial arts, and directly wins the land god.

That day, the big sun shone everywhere, as if two suns were in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Changkong visited the major sects one by one, either destroyed or defeated, and regained the lost and scattered inheritances of Shaolin one by one.

The name of Tathagata Shi Changkong is truly shocking the world.

Only with Shi Changkong standing in charge can Shaolin rest and recuperate.

Later, Huangfu Qingcang decided to govern the nine provinces and ruled the world, and wanted to take the nine provinces into his hands.

Shi Changkong went alone to meet Huangfu Qingcang. After that, Shenwu recognized the status of the Shaolin Zhenzhou Sect.

Since then, no one dared to provoke Shaolin.

Everyone can understand that only the absolute strength of Huangfu Qingcang can be recognized by Huangfu Qingcang's status as a sect in Shaolin Zhenzhou.

Otherwise, Shaolin would never have the status today.

It can be said that the three words "Shi Changkong" are the heavens in the minds of Shaolin disciples.

In the world, it is also a martial arts myth.

This is a person who truly stands at the top of Jiuzhou and looks down on the world.

"The Holy Son came to Wuchan Mountain this time, I wonder what plans are there?"

Jueming slowed down and asked with his head turned around.

Fang Xiu said: "I heard for a long time that Wuchan Mountain is the saint of Buddhism. The Taishan Beidou Shaolin Temple in the world is located in it. I have been famous for this for a long time, but I have never been able to see it.

This time, I happened to come to Leizhou, so I fulfilled my previous wish and came to Wuchan Mountain to see him."

"Amitabha!"

Jueming smiled and pronounced the Buddha's name.

Obviously, he was very satisfied with Fang Xiu's words.

In the eyes of all Buddhist disciples, Wuchan Mountain is a holy land-like existence and cannot tolerate anyone's insults.

But if you get praise from others, you will be proud of it.

However, not everyone's praise is taken seriously by Jueming.

With Fang Xiu's status and status, what he said was of extraordinary weight, which naturally made him happy.

Jueming glanced at the empty mountain road, smiled slightly, and sighed and said, "In the past, there were many pilgrims in Wu Zen Mountain, and the scenery was very different from the present.

But now our temple no longer accepts pilgrims, which has led to a little less popularity on Wuchan Mountain."

As I spoke, a coldness appeared in Jueming's eyes.

If the imperial army had not come to Leizhou, it would have not caused this situation.

He also had a deep resentment towards this matter.

"I have also heard about Leizhou. This matter is not a matter of Leizhou, nor is it a matter of Shaolin family. We will not sit idly by and watch.

Shenwu should pay the price he has done!"
Chapter completed!