NOVEL NEXT Chapter 364
Although You Tanzhi was very reluctant to admit it.
But at this moment, he had to bow to reality.
He is not Qiao Feng’s opponent, even if he joins forces with others, there is still no way to avenge his parents!
“Damn it!”
“Why?!”
“I’ve given so much over the years, why am I still not Qiao Feng’s opponent?”
“Why the hell?!”
You Tanzhi knelt on the ground, feeling the pain coming from his chest and the chaotic aura in his body constantly roaring.
At this moment, Qiao Feng did not pay attention to this defeated subordinate, but shifted his attention to the virtual bamboo that had just suddenly appeared.
“This little monk is very interesting.”
“It’s so quick.”
Qiao Feng looked at Wuzhu and couldn’t help but praise.
Even if he was injured by Master Xuandu at the beginning, he later fought with Master Xuandu, Master Xuanxian and You Tanzhi.
He still didn’t mean to be tired at the moment.
On the contrary, it seems that as the battle intensified, his state turned out to be even more excited than at the beginning.
The appearance of virtual bamboo not only attracted Qiao Feng’s attention, but also Fahai shifted his attention to him.
At this time, Fahai’s heart was also slightly shocked.
“I didn’t expect that even without the relationship between Tianshan Tong Mu and Li Qiushui, Void Bamboo could grow up so quickly.”
“Sure enough, hanging is hanging is hanging force, no matter what situation you encounter, you can become stronger by hanging up!”
“His mother’s, the chosen son is different!”
Fahai kept complaining.
It seems that he has forgotten that he, the “outsider” of Kyushu, is the biggest hanger in this Kyushu!
Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling, who were standing beside Fahai, were also a little surprised when they looked at Wuzhu at this time.
“Who is this little monk?!”
“Just now he was able to enter like lightning.”
“Could it be that there is such a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty?”
Mu Wanqing was surprised in her heart.
Zhong Ling didn’t think like Mu Wanqing, he just paid attention to the appearance of the virtual bamboo.
“This little monk is really ugly.”
“Sure enough, Miss Ben has met the treasure monk!”
“There is only Master Fahai’s eye-catching handsome face that is both strong in martial arts and long-looking.”
“Hey, if only she could become a woman of Master Fahai.”
Zhong Ling’s eyes were constantly spinning, as if he was thinking of some idea.
It seemed to see the doubt in Mu Wanqing’s eyes, and without waiting for her to question, Fahai directly spoke:
“This little monk is the one who obtained the inheritance of Wuyazi in the Zhenlong chess game.”
“His true identity is actually just a disciple in the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty.”
With the arrival of the virtual bamboo, Fahai felt that this incident in the Shaolin Temple became more and more interesting.
Because of his appearance, Duan Yu and Wuzhu did not make friends.
In other words, today’s virtual bamboo and Qiao Feng do not know each other.
It’s not good to say, these two good brothers in the Heavenly Dragon World are going to fight here once.
After thinking about it without thinking about it, Fahai slowly shifted his gaze to the location of the Tibetan scripture pavilion of the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Others don’t know, but Fahai knows!
In the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, there is still a hidden master nesting!
“This old monk is really calm.”
“Now that it’s all like this, he still doesn’t mean to be born at all.”
“Xiao Yuanshan, that conspirator, has not appeared at this moment.”
“I really don’t know how much excitement can be today.”
Fahai muttered in his heart.
In a short period of time, this somewhat ugly-looking monk has completely become the focus of everyone here.
The monks in the Shaolin Temple were excited at first.
I think that another senior master in Shaolin has come to rescue them.
But slowly, many people became very suspicious.
Because they found out that this little monk turned out to be a person from their Northern Song Shaolin Temple!
And he was also a former disciple who specialized in miscellaneous work!
Master Xuandu, who was saved by the virtual bamboo, naturally also discovered that the steps used by the virtual bamboo just now were not from their Shaolin at all.
So I became a little suspicious.
“Little monk, where exactly is the martial art you used just now?”
“Is it my martial arts in the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?”
The people of Shaolin Temple have always been very old-fashioned.
Although they hope that the virtual bamboo is the person on my own side, if the virtual bamboo has already learned the martial arts of other sects.
Then they would not take this disciple of Void Bamboo.
They value this aspect of the sect’s inheritance.
“I…” Seeing
that he was asked, Wuzhu also became distracted.
He was originally a person in the Shaolin Temple, and naturally understood that the Shaolin Temple valued inheritance the most.
Seeing that Wuzhu didn’t know what to say at this time, the others in the Shaolin Temple were also puzzled.
“Little monk, are you from my Northern Song Shaolin Temple?”
“What kind of light skill did you use just now?”
“Little monk, why don’t you talk?”
“Could it be that you really have a ghost in your heart?”
The constant questioning made Wuzhu’s mentality more and more stressful.
Wuzhu slowly put down the Void Master in his hand, and the people around him were all pressing themselves at this time.
Gradually, he didn’t know how to parry.
“I just used the exercises of the Escape Sect!”
The ghost made the god worse, and the virtual bamboo directly said the words in his heart.
After he finished speaking, the monks on this side of the Shaolin Temple seemed to have all been petrified.
The voice that was still full of questions just now disappeared in an instant.
Their eyes gradually changed from admiration to disgust.
And even disgust!
They think that Wuzhu is a traitor, a traitor in the Shaolin Temple!
“I remember!”
“When the old immortal of the Escape Faction, the head of the Jiaojiao faction, was setting up the Zhenlong chess game.”
“It was once broken by a little monk!”
“In the end, the little monk even passed on all the inheritance of the old immortal without a cliff!”
“I didn’t expect that the little monk at the beginning was him!”
Many people in the rivers and lakes thought of the grand event in the Northern Song Dynasty before!
Zhenlong chess game!
Slowly, everyone learned the identity of Wuzhu and recalled everything that had happened in the Zhenlong chess game.
At this time, the Shaolin abbot finally stood up.
“Void Bamboo, since you have already learned the martial arts of other sects.”
“Then from now on, you will no longer be a disciple of our Shaolin Temple.”
The Shaolin abbot naturally knew the identity of the virtual bamboo, and his tone was flat at the moment.
But there is a smell that cannot be rejected.