Murong Bo smiled sinisterly and said.

"The old abbot is extremely smart. He went out of the mountain gate and knew all kinds of love in the world, which is very admirable. I want to guess this..."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them suddenly roared in unison and rushed towards him. It was Jin Abacus Cui Baiquan and his nephew Guo Yanzhi.

Murong Bo's robe whipped his sleeves, and Cui Guo and his two fell out several feet, lying on the ground and unable to move. In this moment, he had already touched the acupoints with his "middle finger of the sleeve".

Xuanci Tao.

"Then the donor Ke's family is rich and always cautious in their actions. Well, you recruit soldiers and horses, accumulate wealth and store grain, and you have a crush on Donor Ke's property and want to take him for your own use. Donor Ke's family will not agree, and maybe you want to report to the government."

Murong Bo laughed, raised his thumb and said.

"The old abbot is amazing, amazing! It's a pity that you are conscious of the end, but you don't see any fishing fire. I've been hiding in the temple with Brother Xiao for so many years, but you know nothing."

Xuanci shook his head slowly, sighed, and said.

"It is easy to understand others, but it is very difficult to understand yourself. It is not easy to overcome the enemy. It is even more difficult to overcome the enemy of the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance in your heart."

Murong Bo said.

"Old abbot, I tell you everything in my past friendship with you and me for many years. What else do you have to ask me?"

Qiao Feng took two steps, pointed at Murong Bo and shouted.

"Old thief Murong, you culprit, come up and get to die!"

Murong Bo laughed a long time, jumped up and rushed towards the mountain.

Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng drank together.

"Chase!"

They chased the mountain from left to right. These three people all achieved the ultimate martial arts, and they were already far away in a blink of an eye.

Deng Baichuan and others shouted.

"Head of the family, head of the family!"

I also want to catch up with the mountain.

Although their light skills are very good, they seem inferior to the previous three people.

But when they saw Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, and Qiao Feng one after another, the three of them ran towards Shaolin Temple.

A gray shadow and two black shadows disappeared between the yellow walls and green tiles of Shaolin Temple in an instant.

All the heroes were surprised and thought.

"Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts are hard to distinguish, but with the Qiao Gang Master, Murong is definitely not an opponent. Why didn't Murong Bo escape to the foot of the mountain, but instead entered Shaolin Temple?"

Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Baodi, the evil storm, and the eighteen Khitan warriors all wanted to go up the mountain to help their masters. As soon as they moved, Xuan Ji could only hear him shout.

"Stop it!"

More than a hundred Shaolin monks responded in unison, lined up in the road, either lying on the Zen stick or erecting a sword, so that everyone could not move forward.

Xuan Ji said sternly.

"My Shaolin Temple is a good place for Buddhism, not a private fight. Please do not enter without permission."

Deng Baichuan and others saw the Shaolin monk's voice, and knew that they could not rush through no matter what. Although they were worried about their master, they had to stop.

Pack different paths.

"No, not bad! Shaolin Temple is a good place for Buddhism..." He said, "No, not bad!" This time it changed to "No, not bad!" Everyone who knew him was surprised, but heard him say what he said next.

“…It is a good place that specializes in raising illegitimate children.”

As soon as he said this, hundreds of angry eyes shot towards him.

Bao Du is bold and magnanimous. He knows that there are many masters among the Shaolin monks, and no matter which monk of the Xuan generation is, he is not an opponent, but he just wants to say that he has never been afraid of it.
Chapter completed!