407: C407 In Any Case He Wanted to Get Rid of the Chaos

C407 In Any Case He Wanted to Get Rid of the Chaos

"Amitabha!"

"Due to yesterday's incident and today's result, this old monk is willing to accept three palm strikes from Benefactor Ye to resolve the grudges of the past."

Master Hui Bei's face carried a sorrowful expression as he suggested a solution.

"Senior Brother Abbot, you must not! This Ye Motian is a top devil in the Pugilistic World. Everyone has the right to punish him. Now that he dares to provoke the Shaolin of Mount Song, it will be the perfect time to get rid of this evil for the people!"

"That's right! The Shaolin Temple is a righteous sect, but when it comes to dealing with a devil, there is no need to talk about the principles of the martial arts world. Even if we attack him together, the people of the martial arts world will not say anything."

A few wise senior monks immediately jumped out to stop them. They had also participated in the war of devil slaying back then. Countless comrades had died in that war. This hatred could not be erased even after they had read Buddhist scriptures for twenty years.

" Amitabha... "

Master Hui Bei sighed in his heart. In fact, he had no choice but to do it. If Ye Motian had come to Mount Song alone, he could have gathered all the forces of Shaolin Temple and left Ye Motian behind.

However, this old devil had found an extraordinary helper. Although Fo Tucheng didn't make a move just now, judging from the qi of the old devil, he was afraid that the old devil's strength wasn't any weaker than Ye Motian's.

Two Peak of Tribulation warriors, even the ancient temple of Mount Song, might not be able to eat them. Even if they did, the reputation of the number one sect in the pugilistic world would be lost.

"Hahaha... I want to erase the grudge between you and me with just three palms. If it wasn't for you pedantic people stopping me, I would have already comprehended the Profound Meaning and become a god!"

"It's not a gentleman to not seek revenge. I am here to remove the name of Mount Song Shaolin from the martial arts world!"

The corner of Ye Motian's mouth carried a mocking smile. He had dealt with Master Hui Bei a long time ago. He knew that this old monk was not as honest and honest as he appeared to be on the surface. If he was led by ___'s nose... He was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to leave the mountain gate of the Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

"Master Hui Bei, we parted thirty years ago in the Western Domain. I didn't expect to see you again."

Ever since Fo Tucheng saw Master Hui Bei appear, his Qi had become even more intense. Although he was dressed like an ascetic monk, his killing intent was overwhelming. From his temperament, he looked more like a person from the Devil Cult than Ye Motian.

Master Hui Bei's eyes were slightly cold. Just now, he felt that this ascetic monk's appearance was somewhat familiar, but he was not sure. So he asked, "May I know your name?"

"Fo Tucheng!"

When these three words were said, most of the people in the monastery had blank expressions on their faces. There was no such figure in the Pugilistic World. He was just a nobody. How did he mix with the Sect Leader of the Devil Cult, who had disappeared for dozens of years?

However, when Master Hui Bei and a few other intelligent experts heard this name, their faces instantly changed.

Back then, they had gone to the Western Region to discuss the Dao. Master Hui Bei had fought a group of scholars with his tongue. He had defended a genius in front of thousands of believers and lost all his face. He no longer had the face to call himself a orthodox Buddhist.

Later, they had heard that this person had been wandering in the secular world, doing both good and evil things, and had been crowned as a demon monk.

"Demon monk of the Western Regions, Fo Tucheng? What business do you have with me?"

Master Hui Bei frowned slightly. The Buddhist Sect had the same origin, but although this demon monk belonged to the Western Region, he also cultivated the Buddhist Dharma. Why did he want to work together with the Devil Cult?

"Great Master is a Shaolin abbot, but he is unable to see through the world of mortals. He fights for fame and wealth all day long. The good Mount Song is filled with evil energy, which contradicts my Buddha."

"I have come this time to get rid of the chaos."

Fo Tucheng's eyes were full of vigor as he looked at the other party. His appearance had changed drastically. He was very far away from the young geniuses of the past, even though he was living in seclusion on top of a tall mountain. Now, he could finally come to the Central Plains after suffering the torment of his inner demon. He could finally see his own heart.

Master Hui Bei asked, "How do we solve the problem?"

Fo Tucheng stood where he was, and after a long time, he spat out a word, "Kill!"

"Arrogant person! He clearly cultivates the Buddhist Dharma, but he is still with someone like Ye Motian. He is indeed a demonic monk!"

"Senior Brother Abbot, you should put away your compassionate heart and use it as an angry King Kong. Only then can you ensure the peace and quiet of Buddhism!"2

Upon hearing Fo Tucheng's outrageous words, a few old monks were infuriated. Shaolin Temple was one of the earliest temples to be built. It was unknown how many storms it had gone through. How could it be destroyed by an arrogant person?

"Since you two Fellow Daoists insist on doing so, I will show you my true colors!"

Master Hui Bei was also angered. He had tolerated it repeatedly in order to protect the Shaolin Temple's strength, but the other party had forced him to kill Shaolin Temple. He could only fight with all his might!

At this moment, the ordinary monks had received the order to protect the injured and withdraw from the monastery. Only two uninvited guests and eminent monks from the Shaolin Temple remained in the monastery. Each of them was in a higher realm than the Heavenly Tribulation!

The old monks took mysterious steps and used themselves as a guide, causing the spiritual energy of the entire Mount Song to gather at this mountain peak. The golden Buddhist light formed a 300 meter tall Vajra Buddha statue in the sky above the monastery. It held a vajra pestle in its hand. The terrifying aura alone was enough to make ordinary Tribulation Stage cultivators flee in panic.

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