Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 372 379. Shaolin Temple monks from more than a dozen time and space ([-])

The sea was calm and the sea swallows were flying low. Chu Feng, who was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, stood calmly on the bow of the boat.

When the angle of view moved down, Chu Feng actually held a simple black token in the palm of his hand, with the word "Ling" exposed on it.

Under normal circumstances, things like tokens, especially those with unusual shapes, have great origins.

"Well, whether to go or not, this is a question worth pondering."

Chu Feng sighed lightly, and picked up the black token, on which was written "Reincarnation Order" in three big square characters.

From these three words, it can be seen that it is related to the Hall of Reincarnation.

"You got this token when you killed the low-armed team of the x9527 team, but you never took it out. I thought you forgot."

The sound of the system suddenly sounded.

Chu Feng is completely immune to this elusive system.

"This token can vaguely communicate with another space. I want to go over and see what's going on there, but I'm worried that the sheep will fall into the tiger's mouth."

Chu Feng looked very tangled.

"If you don't go, it's fine. I can barely guarantee your safety here. When you arrive at the Hall of Reincarnation, it's like standing in the belly of the Lord God. I'm not sure to bring you back safely. If you die, I can only choose another one." a host."

The system poured cold water directly, and the temperature was still very low.

Chu Feng showed a bitter smile. Of course he knew the danger of going here, but staying there and being beaten passively was not an option.

Not to mention the aloof Lord God, even the shop owner is not a good person, this is already two calls, and I don't know who it will be next time.

If this continues, how can we preach?
"Um"

A murmur sounded from the cabin behind.

Chu Feng flashed and appeared in the cabin. On the mats on the left and right sides separated by the curtain, there were two people lying on each side. The one on the left was Huang Yaoshi, and the one on the right was Huang Rong.

It was Huang Rong who made the murmur. She moved her eyelashes first, then her fingers.

"We have left Peach Blossom Island, and the next destination is Shaolin Temple."

Knowing that Huang Rong was awake, Chu Feng explained softly.

Huang Rong opened her red and swollen eyes and stared at Chu Feng in a daze. It was obvious that she hadn't come out of the shadow of being buried.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at Huang Yaoshi who was still lying down, and was speechless in his heart. He was so old that he still played with love, which made his daughter also commit suicide. The infatuation is too outrageous.

Well, Daoist Chu, who has never experienced this kind of thing, can't understand it at all.

"Shaolin Temple, I remember that the old naughty boy has brought everyone there."

Huang Rong said numbly, as if she had just recovered from her soul.

Chu Feng simply stopped paying attention to the father and daughter who were hurt by family affection, and moved to the bow of the boat.

Before sunset, the boat reaches the coast.

Chu Feng held Huang Rong in his left hand and Huang Yaoshi in his right hand. At the peak speed of an innate-level expert, he headed towards the Lianghuai River. Whether it was a sparsely populated wilderness or a densely populated town, it was all passing by like a gust of wind.

As a result, many legends were left behind where Chu Feng walked. Some said that the legendary God of Day and Night appeared that year and would benefit the world.Some said that there were monsters that year, and the monsters naturally wanted to eat people, so many people dared not go out at night...

On this day, Chu Feng, who was traveling day and night, brought Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi to the sphere of influence of the Shaolin Temple. To be honest, if you don’t come to the Shaolin Temple in this world, you really don’t know how rich the Shaolin Temple is. Within a radius of [-] miles, there are everywhere. The property of Shaolin Temple.Those lay disciples who manage the property are fatter and bigger than the other.

No wonder the Shaolin Temple was closed for a hundred years later, and they didn't even blink their eyes. Lovers have the capital to be otaku collectively.

Compared with the poor Taoist temples along the road with only a few tattered clothes, Shaolin Temple can be called the most powerful family in martial arts.

Of course, it will be better if you go further west to Mount Zhongnan, which is the sphere of influence of the Quanzhen Sect.

To be honest, the Quanzhen Sect is really good at choosing places, and they actually chose a place where celebrities like to live in seclusion and gain fame to establish their sect.

Having said that, when he came to the core sphere of influence of Shaolin Temple, that is, within fifty miles of Shaoshi Mountain, Chu Feng heard bad news that the number of monks in Shaolin Temple had increased by more than ten times.

For the sake of safety, Chu Feng did not directly use his spiritual sense to visit, and Zhou Botong and others who set off first were also nearby, so find them first before talking.

……

At noon, the sun is burning like fire.

On the official road to the south of Shaoshi Mountain, an old carriage with a closed carriage was slowly moving forward. The elderly coachman leaned on the cart, although it was so hot that his voice was smoky, but he was in good spirits. waving his whip and yelling.

In the carriage, two passengers were half-lying on soft cushions, looking out through the slightly opened side windows.These two passengers turned out to be Tian Boguang and Ruhua.

"Damn Shaolin Temple, why are there so many monks?"

Tian Boguang ripped off his clothes in grief and indignation, revealing a huge palm print, like that left by the powerful vajra palm of Shaolin Temple.

"No one expected that this little-known Shaolin Temple would have tens of thousands of people and so many weird things. Even Sadako, who is a ghost creature, was suppressed by them."

Ruhua also tore off her clothes. Only a small part of the skin that was originally thicker than a man's chest hair was left, and most of it was scratched off, as if it was caused by some kind of ferocious beast.

Da da... There was a rush of hoofbeats.

Tian Boguang quickly looked up, and two hundred steps away, forty or fifty yellow-clothed monks on top-quality horses, holding Zen sticks, were chasing murderously.

"The thief Bald Piao from Shaolin Temple is chasing after him, there are dozens of them"

"Dozens of them, we're done for now, master, where are you? Come and save your disciples, this place is completely a big hole, master, you've screwed me over to death."

Ruhua cried out sadly.

"Stop, stop..."

The loud roars and murderous looks of the monks in yellow frightened the old man driving the carriage, and he quickly stopped the carriage.

Forty or fifty yellow-clothed monks riding fine horses immediately surrounded the carriage.

"You have no escape, come out"

The carriage opened with a bang, revealing two people lying down. From Tian Boguang's raised right foot, it can be seen that he kicked the door open from the inside.

"It turns out that I can't move anymore, so I'll die."

One of the monks in yellow swung his Zen staff at him with a ferocious look on his face.

Bang, the monk in yellow flew out like a sandbag and hit a roadside tree more than [-] meters away, seriously injured.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, as a monk, how could he be so cruel."

On the top of the carriage stood a young man in a black and white robe.

"A top-notch player"

"Very fast, faster than a vampire"

"Are you a reincarnation?"

……

The other monks in yellow looked wary.

Chu Feng frowned. He was a reincarnation again. There are quite a lot of reincarnations in this world.

"master"

"master"

Tian Boguang and Ruhua shouted with joy.

"What the hell happened?"

Chu Feng asked.

"Master, it's like this..."

Tian Boguang explained in detail.

(End of this chapter)