Li Xiuzhu waved his hands and said arrogantly: "If we go to Xiangguo Temple, either they will die or I will die."

"If Heaven had not given me life, I would rather be extraordinary, and if people had not given me life, the world would have been like a long night."

After Li Xiuzhu finished speaking, he stepped on the water and lightly stepped on the water, and rushed up the mountain in an instant with a series of phantoms.

The coachman was just about to ask where this madman came from when he saw a terrifying scene. In an instant, cold sweat soaked his clothes. After reacting, he quickly turned the carriage around and drove out quickly.

Something big has happened. Something big is going to happen in Xiangguo Temple.

However, the driver did not intend to report to the police. No matter how he boasted, he had to wait for the news in the next two days.

He had already thought of several ways to brag.

Shocked, the old man went to Xiangguo Temple alone, fought with dozens of masters for several hours and died of exhaustion.

Shocked, the old man went to Xiangguo Temple alone and demolished the hundreds of years old Buddhist temple.

Shocked, the old man went to Xiangguo Temple alone, killed dozens of people in the temple by himself and escaped.

shock……

shock……

But Li Xiuzhu did not really do as he said and go straight to Xiangguo Temple to kill. That would be stupid.

There is a peerless master of unknown realm, plus the abbot Kong Jian, and countless martial monks.

Anyone who is not stupid will not confront it head-on.

Li Xiuzhu's lightness skill was unparalleled. He slipped into Xiangguo Temple, bypassed the Sutra Repository, and entered the abbot's house.

The abbot was not in the room at this time, and it was unknown whether he had gone to have lunch or was doing something else.

But it doesn’t matter, he will wait. Sitting in a corner near the door, Li Xiuzhu crossed his legs and began to think.

The abbot cannot be kept, at least others cannot be told that it was he who massacred the people in Xiangguo Temple, so the people in Xiangguo Temple are just disposable gift bags.

As for killing people, he didn't want to kill too many, just eliminate those who were second-rate masters or above.

Third-rate masters are only slightly stronger than the military and pose no threat.

I don’t know how long it took, but just when Li Xiuzhu was daydreaming, he felt something in his heart: someone was coming.

Moreover, his footsteps were steady and heavy, indicating that he was an expert.

The martial arts of each sect have different characteristics. The martial arts of male Buddhists are mainly heavy.

It takes ten years to get started, first practicing the basic skills, and focusing on being calm and quick.

The abbot pushed open the door, turned around and was about to close it, but at this moment, a shadow flashed by.

Just as the abbot felt a sense of alarm, a hand grabbed his shoulder.

Although the abbot was shocked, he remained calm and was about to activate his Vajra Indestructible Skill. However, at this moment, his internal energy seemed to be out of control and quickly flowed to the person behind him.

What? What kind of martial art is this? How can it absorb people’s internal energy?

The abbot was so frightened that he was in a state of panic.

All the panic came from insufficient firepower, but his calmness came from his Vajra Indestructible Power.

If he had been prepared and formed a defense, he would not be afraid. Even if the person behind him wanted to absorb his internal energy, he might not be able to do it. But now, his Vajra Indestructible Skill has no time to take shape.

At the same time, Li Xiuzhu was also a little surprised. The old monk's internal strength was so solid that it was unbelievable.

According to this internal force, he can obtain at least 90% pure internal force after refining it.

However, this kind of internal force is also difficult to recover. It must be absorbed from the outside world and then refined before it can become one's own internal force. This is a very time-consuming and laborious process.

After dozens of breaths, Li Xiuzhu finally let go of Kong Jian and asked calmly, "Any last words?"

Kong Jian lost his inner strength, and his eyes seemed to have lost their light. His skin, which had originally been rosy and colorful, turned gray.

Hearing this, he looked at Li Xiuzhu and asked in confusion, "I wonder how I have offended the donor?"

Well, someone who looks like Li Xiuzhu.

Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this.

"You go to kill the prince, don't you know your opponent well?"

Kong Jian was startled, and then his eyes darkened.

"Are you the prince's man?"

"Did Master Ning and my fellow apprentices fail?"

"I have always said that changing fate will bring about great karma, but unfortunately my fellow disciples all believed what the Venerable said and vowed to fight for an opportunity for the future of our Buddha..."

"I have a favor to ask of you."

Li Xiuzhu was stunned when he heard this. This monk was quite interesting. He was about to die, but he still asked him for something. Why? Because he was so shameless? Or because he was about to die?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

However, Li Xiuzhu still gave the other party a chance.

"Tell me about it. I may not agree to it."

Kong Jian heard this and chanted a Buddhist name. Then he spoke with a weak breath, "I want to ask the donor to stop killing. Ninety percent of people in the temple don't know about this. It's all us old antiques who made the decision privately."

Li Xiuzhu frowned slightly when he heard this. After a moment of silence, he said, "If you can provide a second-rate or higher expert, I can help you."

"The premise is that what you provide is true. Otherwise... I can only destroy your Xiangguo Temple."

When Kongjian heard this, he subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he knew that this was the bottom line that Li Xiuzhu had given him.

Thinking that only second-rate and above masters died in the entire temple, this was already considered saving hundreds of people.

"Amitabha, Buddha said if I don't go to hell, then who will?"

"Okay, I agree to your request."

"Please wait a moment, benefactor. I will go to the door and ask them to come in batches."

"Which expert do you want to call first? In addition to my junior brother and the Eighteen Bronze Men, my Xiangguo Temple has three first-rate experts and 78 second-rate experts."

Hiss, there are so many of them. It is worthy of being a Buddhist temple that is hundreds of years old. If we count the three junior brothers and the eighteen bronze men, the number of second-rate and above masters will exceed a hundred.

This is more than the masters of the Yudao Sect.

This is because the old monk didn't know about the Sweeping Monk's situation. If he knew, he would never let his disciples sit and wait for death.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuzhu said, "Let's call the top experts first, three of them together will be enough."

"Amitabha."

The old monk thought that this was a calamity, so he did not feel any psychological burden. He stood at the door through the open room, and did not run away. Instead, he shouted to the courtyard: "Mingkong, go and call the head of the Discipline Hall, the head of the Deacon Hall, and the head of the Arhat Hall to come over."

Mingkong's voice was immediately heard outside the house, but Mingkong felt a little strange. Why did the master's voice sound weak and a little hoarse today?

After hearing Mingkong's response, Kongjian returned to the house and looked at Li Xiuzhu with indifference in his eyes.

"Donor, I have asked Mingkong to call someone over. Please wait for a while."

Li Xiuzhu nodded upon hearing this, returned to the corner again, and sat cross-legged.

But compared to doing nothing before, this time he had something to do.

While refining his internal energy, Li Xiuzhu took out the wordless book and began to read its contents.

This time he was looking at the God of War Atlas.

In the late stage of peerless cultivation, what is being cultivated is the connection between heaven and man. The God of War Atlas is the best and most likely treasure to make people realize it.

(End of this chapter)