As the martial arts Taishan Beidou in the background of the game, the monk of Shaolin Temple, martial arts may not be the highest in the rivers and lakes, but the number of masters is definitely the largest.

Not to mention anything else, there are dozens of high-ranking monks of the Xuanzi generation, and there are many great masters of Xuanci and Xuanbei at the same level, not to mention that there are also high-ranking monks such as Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, Chengguan, and Sandu.

In today's world, there are very few top masters who can come and go freely in Shaolin Temple, and there is absolutely no one who dares to resist Shaolin alone in the heyday of Shaolin.

Qiao Feng's cultivation is invincible in the world, but as a decent master, Qiao Feng also has his pride.

With his character, he will definitely not easily kill innocents, the Shaolin Temple master player is a master in the eyes of the player, and almost an ant in the eyes of Qiao Feng, if he is surrounded by these low-level players, the Shaolin Temple monk will rush up again, and he will be afraid that he will not escape death.

The old monk Xuanci is an extremely shrewd fellow, and it is not difficult for him to kill people with a knife.

Wang Yuan understands Xuan Ci's character, and he was dragged into the pit by him again, although those tasks in the past were cheating fathers, they were all within Wang Yuan's ability, but this time it was for Wang Yuan to go against his friends, thinking of this, Wang Yuan's words were not polite.

In the past, no matter how unhappy Wang Yuan was, he would respect Xuan Ci, but this time he directly changed his name.

"Amitabha!"

Being asked by Wang Yuan, Xuan Ci chanted a Buddha and said: "Qiao Feng was born in Shaolin, and Lao Wei also decided to leave Qiao Feng in the temple for the sake of the common people in the world. ”

"I ......"

Hearing Xuan Ci's words, Wang Yuan really wanted to punch the old monk's face.

"Da Chun!"

Seeing Wang Yuan's appearance, Xuan Ci sighed and said earnestly: "You are a smart person, and you are also my most valued disciple, some things in this world are bound to happen, you have to learn to accept reality, because even if you don't do it, there will be others rushing to do it, do you understand my words?" ”

"Disciple understands!"

Wang Yuan nodded.

The sect plot mission is not a single-player task, there are many players in Shaolin Temple, and Wang Yuan is not the only master player.

Senior brother, it is the highest honor for the disciples of the sect, and it is not a false name, it also has a substantial reward, there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, with this reward, who cares who you Qiao Feng is? In the eyes of players, NPCs are a set of data when they are alive, and they are experienced when they are dead.

Even if Wang Yuan doesn't do this task, there will be many players rushing to do it, and Xuan Ci, as Wang Yuan's master, naturally hopes that Wang Yuan will be this senior brother.

"But what if I fail?" Wang Yuan asked.

Xuan Ci's eyelids moved slightly when he heard this, just as Wang Yuan understood him, Xuan Ci also understood Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan's words obviously meant to release water.

After thinking for a moment, Xuan Ci said: "Failure is failure, a strong man with strength like Qiao Feng, it is reasonable that he can't keep it, but ......"

Speaking of this, Xuan Ci paused and said helplessly: "Senior brother, you can not do it, but you don't give up this position to others like this, it will be chilling for the teacher." ”

"I ......"

Wang Yuan glanced at Xuan Ci with a complicated expression.

Xuan Ci's eyes were slightly closed, and he said expressionlessly: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, you should look at it as such, you go back and prepare." ”

"Thank you, Master!"

Wang Yuan gave a salute and took three steps back, turned around and left the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Providence! Providence! ”

Looking at the back of Wang Yuan leaving, Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "This is the number of fate, Amitabha." ”

……

After leaving the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Wang Yuan went straight to the Bodhi Temple, which is also the Zen temple where Master Xuanku cultivated.

Wang Yuan is very familiar with this place, when he first learned Buddhism with the sweeping monk, he was in the small courtyard behind the Bodhi Temple.

Now the elegant courtyard is empty, and it seems that it has been uninhabited for a long time.

Wang Yuan was full of emotion, the NPCs in the game are not easy, they are remembered by players every day, maybe one day who will be reincarnated and refreshed, his Buddhist master is an unknown and ordinary old man sweeping the floor, and now his life and death are uncertain, and he was beaten to death on the street because of voyeurism.

As Xuan Ci said, even if Wang Yuan doesn't do this task, some people do it, and the Bodhi Courtyard is already full of players at this time, presumably all of them are players who have taken the task.

At this glance, there are a lot of people, thanks to the fact that the scene in the game is many times larger than the reality in order to accommodate more players, otherwise this Bodhi Courtyard would not be able to accommodate so many people.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuan couldn't help but smile, this battle is waiting, where is it like an ambush, as long as Qiao Feng is not stupid, he will definitely retreat when he sees this formation.

As soon as Wang Yuan walked into the gate of Bodhi Temple, he felt that eyes were looking from all sides.

"Huh? This guy is here too! ”

At the same time, in the corner of the Bodhi Temple, a monk with a fierce face whispered to a few people around him: "It seems that this mission is not easy to do!" ”

If Wang Yuan sees this monk, he will definitely feel familiar, this person is called Fohai Wuyan, when he was in Niujia Village, Wang Yuan fought with him.

"Oh? Who is he? ”

At this time, a thin monk on the side of Fohai Wuyan asked with a smile.

"Niu Dachun!"

Fohai Wuyan said with palpitations: "This person's cultivation is extremely high, and he is very evil, and he will definitely be our biggest opponent in the task to be met." ”

"It's him!"

The thin monk glanced at Wang Yuan and smiled: "I have heard of it, hehehe!" ”

The monk's smile was a bit of banter.

In the Shaolin Temple, Wang Yuan is still quite famous, of course, they are all notorious, what is open and deceitful, don't want Niu Dachun and the like, the shame of Shaolin, but all Shaolin disciples mention Niu Dachun, all of them are eager to find a crack to get into, what is even more incomprehensible is that such a person is actually the abbot's closed disciple, do you say angry?

"Boss Shouxin, don't underestimate him!"

Fohai Wuya hurriedly said: "Although this guy has a bad reputation, he has a lot of hands on his hands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first master of Shaolin Temple?" ”

"The first master of Shaolin Temple? Just him? ”

It's good that Fohai Wuwu didn't say this, but when it came to the title of the first master of Shaolin Temple, the thin player's face was full of disdain and dissatisfaction, and he looked Wang Yuan up and down again.

"Huh!"

Seeing the thin player's expression, Fohai Wuya was slightly happy in his heart.

In the current version, Shaolin Temple is also regarded as a first-line sect, there are many players in the sect, in addition to Wang Yuan, who is qualified to be a senior brother, there are also a few people, this Yingfu Shouxin is one of them, this person is a master of Fang Zheng, and he has to learn the true biography of "Yijin Jing", and his internal strength is invincible in the world, and he is known as the first fierce man in Shaolin.

At this time, Fohai Wuya deliberately said that Wang Yuan was the number one master in Shaolin, and he was originally disdainful and guarded, so he immediately became hostile to Wang Yuan.

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