"Stop embarrassing yourself here!"
"Don't use the Xiaoyao Sect or Xingxiu Sect's signs anymore, or I'll kill you!"
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The war gradually came to an end.
Xiao Feng stood there, looking at Wang Yuyan, the factory beauty, Lin Bin and others, and couldn't help but sigh.
Murong Bo and the other three had almost half of their internal energy sucked away...
As for the 'heroes of the world', well, in the final analysis most of them were just martial artists watching the show, and they were so shocked that they were speechless.
“It’s changed a lot.”
Lin Bin said softly, "Xiao Yuanshan hasn't shown up yet."
"But it should be soon."
He had just finished speaking.
"Amitabha."
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a light sigh, and then an old monk in gray appeared in everyone's sight. He was holding a broom and sweeping the floor slowly, one stroke at a time.
But when she raised her hand, she broke through the air with the combined force of her fingers, and repelled Murong Bo and his son, Bao Bu Tong, Feng Bo'e and the other four people, so that the factory flower's Bei Ming magic skill could only be interrupted.
"Sweeping Monk, are you finally willing to come out?"
The factory beauty was not angry, and taking half of it was enough.
"donor."
“When you can forgive, forgive.”
"What else do you want to say?" The factory beauty crossed her arms and looked at him coldly.
“···”
The Sweeping Monk was silent for a moment.
Why is this different from what I imagined?
Murong Bo and the other three were shocked. They first looked at the factory beauty in horror, and then looked at the sweeping monk in shock and gratitude. However, they didn't know what to say for a moment.
Xuan Ci and others were completely relieved.
"It turns out that what he said was true!"
"Sweeping Monk? So that's him! Isn't he always in charge of tidying up and cleaning the Sutra Library?"
"He is actually a hidden master?!"
The Shaolin leaders were all confused and dumbfounded.
They themselves don’t know that the Sweeping Monk is a master!
I just asked someone to go find and invite many of the 'great uncles'!
They were all old monks who were as weak as candles in the wind. They were still guessing who was the hidden master, but it turned out that it was not anyone!
Do you think this is embarrassing?
However, no matter how embarrassing it was, they saw clearly from those few moves just now that the Sweeping Monk was a true super master, and even had the aura of being the best in the world.
With such a master in charge, they felt much more at ease.
The four evil men, Xiao Feng, Duan Zhengchun and many onlookers were all shocked at this moment.
"So, Shaolin Temple actually has such a master hidden away?!"
The sweeping monk was silent for a moment, looked around, and said, "Amitabha."
"Donor, you have been hiding in my Shaolin Temple for over thirty years. Are you unwilling to show up even now?"
"Um?!"
Everyone was shocked again.
Especially the many high-level Shaolin monks were stunned and their complaints exploded.
Good job!
Another one that's been hidden for over thirty years?
how? ? ?
Do you think our Shaolin is just a playground or a back garden where you can come and go as you please? And why did you hide for over 30 years?
They don't take us seriously at all!
They want to complain and even more want to curse.
But, they really don’t have the face to do so, because they don’t know anything. This is really embarrassing.
It is only because of the Sweeping Monk that Shaolin Temple existed, otherwise its reputation would have been ruined from then on, and it might not have been able to recover.
However, when the Sweeping Monk's voice fell, no one responded for a long time.
Lin Bin chuckled and said, "Speaking of which, the Sweeping Monk must be quite conflicted as well."
"Shaolin Temple is so huge, but he is the only one who can truly take the stage. Moreover, he is already very old. If we don't find a few successors to take charge of the temple, the future of Shaolin Temple will be worrying."
"Murong Bo had already been chosen, and Xiao Yuanshan as well."
"But at this moment, Murong Bo's internal energy has been absorbed by the factory beauty by almost half. I think his eyes will gradually lock on us."
"So~"
"Huh?" Feng Yuxiu laughed strangely, "Group leader, it's up to you then."
"Well, actually, I've been itching to fight for a while now. Let's wait for him to deal with it first. After he's done, we can take action. Let's spar and fight."
"Um."
"Listen to the group leader."
Everyone is very happy.
Although many people haven’t made a move yet, today’s group is very exciting even if you just watch it!
"Donor, why don't you come out? Do you think I'm yelling at you?"
The Sweeping Monk was a little anxious.
Mainly because there are too many changes.
The appearance of Wang Yuyan, Lin Bin and others was completely beyond the control of the Sweeping Monk, forcing him to be cautious and anxious. At the very least, he had to find and recruit a few people for Shaolin who could take charge of Shaolin for the next few decades, right?
So, he changed the subject: "Donor, don't you feel that as you practice more and more Shaolin skills, your Tanzhong and Fengchi acupoints are getting more and more painful?"
"As long as you use your energy, it will be like a needle or a knife."
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"Father?"
Murong Fu was puzzled.
He didn't know about Xiao Yuanshan's existence.
But Murong Bo's face was solemn. Although he didn't know Xiao Yuanshan's identity, he knew this person. They had met many times and even fought against each other.
But what really frightened him was the pain in his acupuncture points?!
I also have some acupuncture points like this, right? !
However, the person in the dark still hasn't appeared.
"donor."
"Why bother?"
"If you don't show up, I'm afraid it won't be long before you die. Never mind. We monks are compassionate. Saving a life is worth building a seven-story pagoda."
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