Huo Yuan was really annoyed that the two-hour labor resulted in ashes, but he couldn't reply to Wuming.

At this time, Huo Yuan was really eager to draw immediately, and his goal was to the fifth level of Fanyin.

Because after the Sanskrit sound reaches the fifth level, the radius of the pronunciation can reach three thousand meters, which is three kilometers and six miles.

The radius is six miles and the diameter is twelve miles, which can basically cover the scope of Shaolin Temple. At that time, I would say whatever I wanted, and if I wanted to have lethality, it would have lethality, which is more advanced than Qianli Message Transmission.

However, the range of this voice transmission is a little small. It is called Qianli, but I can only transmit Liuli, which is almost the same as calling Liuli.

After reaching the sixth level of Sanskrit, the radius is 10,000 meters, which is equivalent to twenty miles.

It reached the seventh floor, with a radius of 100,000 meters and a 200-mile voice transmission. At that time, Huo Yuan was really confident that he was no longer inferior to the 100-mile voice transmission.

The so-called thousand-mile voice transmission is just a title, but it may not be able to really reach a thousand miles away. It seems that Wuming sent messages to himself not more than twenty miles.

Maybe the distance between voice transmission in a thousand miles is determined based on the level of skill.

The trace of Beiming's internal strength that he had finally cultivated was swallowed by the three-point true yang energy, and Huo Yuanzhen had no mood to continue practicing for the time being. Since Wuming called him, he might as well go over and take a look. Now that his strength has improved greatly, he may have a chance to really get a scripture from Wuming's guard.

After leaving the abbot's courtyard, Huo Yuanzhen began to walk towards the Sutra Pavilion.

After a while, he arrived at the Sutra Pavilion and Huo Yuanzhen pushed the door open and entered.

Wuming did not sweep the floor this time, but lay lazily inside. Seeing Huo Yuanzhen come in, he spoke, "Abbot, what happened just now?"

Huo Yuanzhen didn't say anything. Instead, he said, "What do you think is happening?"

"I feel that the abbot seems to be practicing something just now. His breath leaked out of the abbot's courtyard and was caught by me. I was also worried that the abbot's practice would be in trouble and would become obsessed with it, so I asked."

Huo Yuanzhen sighed, innate perfection was too terrifying. He could not spy on his actions in the abbot's courtyard, but he practiced the Beiming divine art and had a conflict with the three-point true yang energy, and his breath leaked out of the abbot's courtyard. He could actually feel it.

After looking at Wuming, Huo Yuanzhen said, "Elder, have you been spying on me all the time, right?"

Wuming smiled and shook his head: "No, I didn't want to spy on the abbot, but the abbot is the core of my Shaolin. It is the foundation of my Shaolin. I usually pay more attention to it to ensure that the abbot is worry-free."

Huo Yuan really thought about it and suddenly said, "Elder. If you really care about me, Shaolin, then I will do a few things for me."

Wuming shook his head as expected: "I have long stopped asking about the affairs of the world. I have long talked to the abbot first. As long as it is not a major matter related to the fate of Shaolin, I don't care, just because the abbot is my Shaolin foundation, so I only care more about it."

"The elder also remembers the bet between us. I will take away a scripture in the Sutra Library. At that time, you will not refuse if you ask the elder for anything."

"This is natural, but it is unrealistic for the abbot to take away the scriptures from me with his current strength."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I want to give it a try."

Wuming's laziness suddenly changed, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Now? In front of me?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are in front of you, because I know that innate perfection has incredible magical powers, and can watch things in the distance and listen to the sounds in the distance. The entire Shaolin Temple is actually under the surveillance of the elders. Even if I come to the mask in the second middle of the night, the elders will find it as soon as I leave the gate of the abbot's courtyard, so it's the same in front of me."

Wuming smiled and said, "The abbot is so confident, so you can try it."

Huo Yuanzhen's eyes rolled and came to a cabinet. After opening it, there were several volumes of Buddha's scriptures. He took out one and then said to Wuming: "As long as I leave the Sutra Pavilion with this sutra, I will win."

"That's right."

Wuming sat there without moving, looking at Huo Yuanzhen with a smile.

Huo Yuanzhen also smiled and put the scriptures in his arms. Suddenly, he bounced his ten fingers and shot Wuying's fingers like a storm!

Wuming didn't move, and reached out to catch it. The void grabbed it in a mess, and all the Wuxiang Tribulation fingers were blocked by Wuming.

The blocking was blocking, but Wuming's eyes were full of shock: "Abbot! Why is your Wuxiangjie so powerful? It's so shocking that my monk's hands hurt. It's simply... It's just, don't leave!"

Huo Yuanzhen shot out the Wuxiangjie pointing, and could not see Wuming, so he ran out of the door of the Sutra Pavilion!

After running for less than two steps, Wuming raised his hand and shot it straight for Huo Yuanzhen's shoulder.

Without saying a word, Huo Yuanzhen turned around and hit a ball of three-point true yang energy!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Huo Yuanzhen only felt the blood rolling, and his body was shocked to fly a little, but it was closer to the door.

Wuming never expected that Huo Yuanzhen could block his casual attack, and the power of the golden air ball was so terrifying!

"Abbot! You surprised me even more!"

Seeing that Huo Yuan was about to rush out of the door, Wuming still didn't move, and he grabbed the void and grabbed it. Huo Yuanzhen only felt that his ankle was being grabbed. When he was moving forward rapidly, it was not easy to pull it like this, so he fell forward straight and fell forward.

Huo Yuanzhen refused to admit defeat and grabbed the door frame with both hands, but refused to let Wuming pull it back.

This Sutra Pavilion is a thing that cannot be destroyed by the system and external forces cannot be destroyed. Moreover, Huo Yuan’s true body has the thirteenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique. It is powerful and inhuman. Anyway, the door frame cannot be damaged. He lay on the ground and grabbed it tightly, and moved his body forward.

Wuming grabbed Huo Yuanzhen's ankle with his internal force, but as soon as Huo Yuanzhen exerted his strength, he couldn't catch it anymore. Seeing Huo Yuanzhen crawling forward, he could not continue to remain calm.

Now Huo Yuanzhen is lying on the ground, with the empty door open, and Wuming can knock him out with just a move, but at this moment, Huo Yuanzhen has no intention of resisting, and Wuming is really hard to attack.

In desperation, Wuming simply squatted down, grabbed Huo Yuanzhen's ankle, and pulled it back desperately.

"Abbot, come back for me! Leave the scriptures!"

"You dream! If you have the ability, you will take me back. I will not give you the scriptures even if I die!"

Wuming's innate and perfect internal force is not a joke. Huo Yuanzhen feels like a train is pulling him.

However, his Dragon Elephant Prajna and the Three-Part True Yang Qi are not vegetarians. He is really not afraid of Wuming when competing with strength. He grabbed the door frame with both hands, and the Three-Part True Yang Qi in his body has reached its limit. A layer of golden light covers the whole body, resisting Wuming's pull, and exerting his strength to climb out the door desperately.

Wuming was accidentally injured and was actually pulled to the ground by Huo Yuanzhen!

There was a pillar next to it. Wuming simply hugged Zhuzi, grabbed Huo Yuanzhen’s ankle with one hand, and a layer of white air rose all over his body, which also urged his internal force to the limit, and pulled Huo Yuanzhen tightly and refused to let him go out.

Both of them were lying on the ground, one crawling and the other pulled, and their faces were flushed.

This is because the building produced by the system is built, and the house collapses when another place is changed.

While fighting desperately, suddenly a figure flashed at the door and Hui Jian's figure appeared.

"Abbot, elder, there is something to do...what are you doing?"

Hui Jian saw a strange scene on the ground and instantly turned into petrification. He looked at the two people in a daze, unable to even speak.

What's going to do?

Seeing Hui Jian suddenly appear, both of them were stunned for a moment. One of them was a time traveler and the other was Lao Buxiu who had lived for more than a hundred years. No matter how thick the face was, he was embarrassed at this moment, his face was flushed, and he let go of his hands at the same time and got up from the ground one after another.

Huo Yuanzhen had just gotten up, and Wuming took action like lightning, snatching the scriptures in Huo Yuanzhen's arms, and then murmured: "I'm interrupted by someone today, even if you run out secretly, it won't count."

Huo Yuanzhen didn't intend to cheat, and let the nameless snatch the scriptures away. He said with anger: "Today you are cheap. I will wait for the next time, I will come back to have a full meal. I want to see why you can stop me from taking the scriptures."

Hui Jian looked around and finally couldn't help saying: "Abbot, for all disciples of this temple, you can read the scriptures at will or take them back to your residence to read them slowly. Which one do you want to read, the disciple will just take them for you. As for the trouble with the elders like this?"

Huo Yuanzhen rolled his eyes and waved his hand: "If you don't talk about this, what are you going to do?"

Hui Jian then remembered the purpose of his coming and said hurriedly: "That's right, the Wulin League has come to inform me, saying that he wants to organize an inspection team to come to Shaolin."

"The martial arts alliance comes from? What are you doing?"

"It is said that the leader of the Eastern Alliance has an order. Shaolin Temple now has many disciples and many masters. The third-class sect is no longer suitable. The leader decided to examine whether Shaolin has the qualifications of a first-class sect. If he is qualified, he will be prepared to make Shaolin a first-class sect in the Wulin League and let the abbot become an elder in the alliance."

"Is there such a thing?"

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned. How could Dongfang Qing do such a thing to make Shaolin a first-class sect? Will it be too early?

Speaking of this, Wuming suddenly said, "By the way, I'm asking the abbot to come. In fact, there is another thing, which is the letter from the Kongfan monk from Nan Shaolin, saying that he decided to bring his disciples to our North Shaolin to see in the near future, and decide whether to let the north and south Shaolin unite and let the abbot recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors."

"The people from Nan Shaolin are coming?"

Huo Yuan really thought that what should come will come after all. Nan Shaolin had always wanted to annex his Northern Shaolin, but finally couldn't hold it.

It is really hard to deal with when they come here as elders of the masters.

Moreover, the people from the Wulin League are coming, and I wonder if Dongfang Qing will come in person.

In the future, Shaolin Temple will be chaotic enough. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!