Marvel Movie Destruction

"Yes, yes! Tianzun, you see, the Shaolin Temple was built during the Northern Wei Dynasty. It was built by Tuoba Hong, the former Emperor Xiaowen, to house the eminent monk Bhadra from Tianzhu, but it seemed that there were only three or four at that time!"

Doron hurriedly came over and explained.

By the way, this kid does have a few brushes! No wonder it's so good to be able to mix things up.

Unlike Wei Xiaobao, who relies solely on the protagonist's fate, after several days of contact, someone has figured out that this guy Duolong is actually an all-rounder in both civil and military. Although his martial arts have not reached the peak level at the time, even if the big and small children join forces, I am afraid they will be able to. Not the opponent's opponent.

And in terms of literary talent?

It is estimated that there is no hope for a bachelor's degree, but it is not a big problem to get a jinshi and rank.

It can be said that this guy is both capable and shameless, no matter where he is placed in what era, he can definitely be a master.

"The old site of Master Badhara is in the temple. If Lord Tianzun wants to pay his respects, Lao Na, as the landlord, should accompany him."

At this time, Abbot Hui Cong, who was standing beside him as a background board, also came over and said with a smile on his face.

It is true that as the leader of Bai Dao Wulin, being so ignored made him feel very angry, but Abbot Hui Cong is proficient in Buddhism, so it is naturally impossible to get angry because of such a trivial matter. Instead, he directly walked up to say hello.

"No, I'm not interested in visiting this thing at all!"

Li Qingyuan waved his hand, who has the spare time to visit the temple?

"I heard that your Shaolin Temple has a Buddhist scriptures pavilion, just take me there!"

"This……"

Hearing what he said, a group of old monks were all stunned.

The Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is the most fundamental core location of Shaolin. It stores all kinds of experiences of Shaolin monks in the past dynasties. It is the most important place in Shaolin Temple.

Although it was said in the past that when those dignitaries came to Shaolin to worship Buddha, they would also go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to copy a few Buddhist scriptures, but it is clear that this Lord Tianzun is completely different from those people.

"What? Have an opinion?"

Li Qingyuan closed the folding fan in his hand with a snap, and asked with a sideways face.

"No problem, absolutely no problem, Lord Tianzun, please come with Lao Na!"

Seeing that someone's face was not worried, Abbot Hui Cong said quickly, and then directly started to lead the way.

After more than an hour, a certain person walked out from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion happily.

Following him were Abbot Hui Cong, who was like a concubine, and a group of monks who looked like a dead wife.

No, it seems that these monks should have no wives, right?

"Doron, order the sedan chair!"

Not caring about the dead mother's expression on these monks, someone walked up and gave an order.

"Get up!"

Hearing his order, Doron immediately began to scream sharply.

Seeing that all Taizhao and the soldiers went down the mountain one after another, a group of great monks surrounded Abbot Huicong.

"Abbot, how can you agree?"

"Abbot, the seventy-two stunts don't matter, but that Sanskrit scripture of changing tendons was handwritten by Patriarch Bodhidharma, how could you hand it over?"

"That's right, there is the Huayan Langka Sutra, which is the only copy of Master Kumarajiva. It is rare in the world. You are also..."

A group of monks all showed expressions of grief and anger. The performance of the abbot just now was really shameful!

The heritage of the Shaolin Temple for thousands of years was all given away by the abbot, making these old monks feel that the abbot Huicong was a prodigal.

"To shut up!"

Abbot Hui Cong saw that these guys were actually kicking their noses on their faces, and suddenly a lion roar shook out, directly turning the two guys who pointed at his nose and scolded Zhen's eyes black.

"a bunch of idiots!"

Abbot Hui Cong felt heartbroken when he saw such a group of old monks, and he had no eyesight, which made him feel that he had no successor!

"The Shaolin Temple can stand for thousands of years. Could it be that you really think that it is not possible to rely on those martial arts secrets from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

He angrily pointed at these unsatisfactory apprentices and shouted.

"Martial arts! What is martial arts? Not to mention that we all have copies of those martial arts secrets. Even if there are no copies, Shaolin Temple does not rely on martial arts to stand up!"

"The reason why our Shaolin Temple can hold the right ear of martial arts is because of the three thousand monks in the temple and the 800,000 acres of monk fields. Which sect or faction in the world has this qualification?"

Seeing that a group of old monks were still indignant, Abbot Hui Cong got up and slapped their bald heads a few times!

"Every one of them is stupid. The guy just now is obviously ready to do it. Is it possible that you still want to do it with him?"

"Actually, with the strength of the monks in our Huan Temple, we are not necessarily afraid of the so-called 8,000 Imperial Forest Army!" The head of the Bodhidharma Institute argued with a stiff neck.

Although the three thousand monk soldiers were not necessarily the opponents of the eight thousand imperial guards, the leaders of their group were all experts.

"Confused!"

Abbot Hui Cong felt that he was about to commit a cerebral hemorrhage. These guys were all stupid on the mountain, and they didn't know what to do and what not to do!

Shaolin Temple has stood for thousands of years and has inherited more than a dozen dynasties.

This group of bastards can actually say things like rebellion, it is simply outrageous!

Let's not talk about how Abbot Hui Cong will rectify the unhealthy atmosphere in the temple, just talk about someone's side.

"That old monk is a bit smart!"

Someone threw out all the hundreds of martial arts cheats that had been packed just now from the portable space, and then said to Shuang Er with a smile.

Just now, he had considered that if the other party didn't know each other, he was going to do it directly, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so happy, and he would pay whatever he said, so that people couldn't get angry if they wanted to find fault.

As for whether the other party will use fake to deceive yourself?

With Hui Cong's IQ, he would never do such a stupid thing.

"Is this the legendary martial arts treasure Yi Jin Jing?"

Aqi asked with a slightly trembling voice, holding a yellowed torn book.

As a self-proclaimed chivalrous woman, Aqi still knows a lot about the legends of the various martial arts sects, and naturally knows what kind of status this booklet has in martial arts.

In the legend, I don't know how many heroes and heroes all over the world fought for this book of Yi Jin Jing, and I don't know how many bloody storms have been set off for such a thin booklet.

Originally, when Aqi learned that the new owner of her family was going to Shaolin Temple to snatch Shaolin's 72 stunts and Yi Jin Jing, she thought it must be a tough battle, but who would have thought that the other party just went out for a walk, Shaolin Abbot He obediently handed over all these treasures of the temple.

What about the dignity of the legendary leader of the martial arts? What about the consciousness of resolutely not being the lackey of the imperial court?

Aqi suddenly fell into confusion, feeling that her three views of life were attacked?

As for Akko?

I'm sorry, she's still addicted to card skills and hasn't woken up yet.