Between the mountains, the magnificent complex of buildings stretches endlessly, reaching into the clouds.

The crisp chimes of the bells echo through the mountains, mixed with the intermittent sound of chanting, which is thought-provoking.

The sun has not yet risen, but the buildings are brightly lit, and you can see that there are many small novices with strong feet, shuttling through the halls one after another at a very fast speed, offering incense to many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

Here, is the Shaolin Temple, the head of Buddhism in the world, hidden as the leader of the martial arts.

In this world, there were originally ten forces, three sects and seven factions, three Buddhas, three demons and three ways, one free, among the three Buddhas, the history of Shaolin Temple is the longest, Cihang Jingzhai is second, and Emei is less than a hundred years old, the reason why it can enter the top ten is because the Emei patriarch shattered the void.

Among the three paths, Shukunlun has the longest history, Quanzhen was established three hundred years ago, and Wudang was established a hundred years ago.

There are only three demons, with a long history, although they have also weakened, but in the end they have become strong again.

As for the Xiaoyao faction, it also has a history of only a hundred years, and its ancestor is the Xiaoyao son of the Broken Void

Among the ten major forces, except for those sects that have not been established for a long time, most of the rest have also been weakened, and even encountered a situation where the inheritance has been almost cut off, only Shaolin, which has been prosperous for so many years, and has been regarded as the leader of martial arts by many Jianghu people.

This is a kind of heritage, even if Shaolin Temple has no master to break the void since Dharma, but the great master and the master of the Heavenly Dao realm, Shaolin Temple has never been lacking.

In this world, not many people know how many old monsters are still hidden in the Shaolin Temple.

In the past history, the Shaolin Temple has also faced the crisis of near-extinction, and there have been several times when the enemy has even entered the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Then, those enemies were pleasantly surprised to find that those old monks, who should have been dead for decades, still had a breath, and two fists were invincible to four hands, and then they were killed.

The martial arts of Buddhism pay attention to alchemy and body cultivation and dry Zen, and the master of the Heavenly Dao has two hundred longevity, but there are always monks who can let themselves continue for decades in a state of non-life and non-death.

Before dawn, a monk dressed in a decent monk's robe, who looked about thirty years old, was tall, and looked solemn from afar, respectfully pushed open the gate of a courtyard in the corner of Shaolin Temple.

This courtyard is not large, compared to the other buildings of the Shaolin Temple, it looks old and dilapidated, there are a few old trees planted in the yard, and there is a layer of fallen leaves on the ground, apparently no one has been here to clean it for a long time.

In the courtyard, a vague sound of chanting could be heard, and it could be distinguished that the sound came from the main hall of the courtyard.

The great monk did not push the door directly, but waited quietly in front of the door, time passed bit by bit, but the great monk was not impatient, until the chanting in the door stopped, the great monk pushed open the door of the main hall.

"Holy Monk!"

The great monk entered the hall, and bowed directly from afar.

In the hall, there are three monks wearing gray monk's robes, the monk in the middle is thin, like a piece of rotten wood, without any vitality, but his eyes are bright and bright, full of the glow of enlightenment, as if he has penetrated three thousand red dust.

The two monks on either side of the old monk looked like they were in their forties, and although they were dressed very ordinary, they still couldn't hide the invisible bearing between the pitches on their bodies.

"Xuan Ci, are you here because of the Demon Dao?!"

The old monk spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Returning to the Holy Monk, not long ago, Chu Fuhai, the former leader of the Demon Sect, suddenly went mad and died, and Chu Ming, the son of Chu Fuhai, succeeded to the position of the leader of the Demon Sect. Although this person is only over twenty now, he has already cultivated the Demon Sect's magic sword to an unprecedented state, not only that, not long ago, this person also went to the Ming Sect alone, one person and one knife subdued the entire Ming Sect, and annexed it, and now it is even more agreed to fight a decisive battle in Dongting Lake on August 15, intending to unify the Demon Dao!"

"If this son is successful, with this son's ambition, it will definitely set off a battle between good and demon, and then I am afraid that the world will be bleeding like a river, and I will ask the holy monk to take action to subdue the demon!"

Xuan Ci said word by word.

"The Dao Demon is rising, but the number of days is chaotic!"

The old monk suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Xuan Pu, Xuan Clumsy, follow me out of the mountain to subdue demons!"

The old monk stood up, and with his movement, the whole world seemed to suddenly become quiet and peaceful, so that everyone in this place couldn't help but have a wave of perfect joy in their hearts.

Such martial arts, such martial arts, words and deeds distort people's hearts, this is the apex of the world.

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On a building boat, the old monk was sitting and discussing with a Taoist who looked to be in his fifties, and two disciples of the old monk were serving beside him, listening quietly.

The old monk's martial arts are already in the realm of the Heavenly Dao, and the martial arts of the Taoist are not bad, they are already very close to the realm of the Heavenly Dao, or the old Taoist's state of mind has been perfected, only the true qi of the body is still a little bit worse, and the qi of the whole body has not been refined.

The old monk became famous very early, even dating back to almost 200 years ago, while the Taoist became famous not long ago, only 30 years ago.

The Taoist's name is Ning Daoqi, nicknamed Sanshou, many years ago he was a famous master in the world, he defeated the evil king Shi Zhixuan, and also repelled the Heavenly Sword Song Que, a Taoist true skill is incomparable, and now it is almost stepping into the realm of the Heavenly Dao.

Ning Daoqi and the old monk got together for only one purpose, and that was to subdue demons.

The old monk subdued the demon for Shaolin, but Ning Daoqi made a move, but it was to return a favor.

In order to explore the realm of Heavenly Dao, he borrowed Cihang Jingzhai's Cihang Sword Codex, and now it is time to return this favor.

A Ning Daoqi who is close to the Heavenly Dao, plus the old monk of the Heavenly Dao realm, and the disciples of the two great grandmaster realms of the old monk, this lineup can be regarded as luxurious.

Although the old monk is already very old, his combat power is no longer what it used to be, but in the end, it is the realm of the Heavenly Dao, how to cooperate with other masters to surround and kill a rookie of the Demon Dao, which can be regarded as giving Chu Ming enough face.

Bang!

Suddenly, the main entrance of the hall of the building ship was directly opened, and the wind howled in, with the sound of ghosts and ghosts crying, which looked a little terrifying.

Then, a man appeared in front of the door.

It was a handsome man with a majestic body, crystal clear skin, shimmering with dazzling luster, and an almost evil appearance.

He wore a purple and red rusty gold robe, a silver cloak that reached to the ground, and a girdle three inches wide around his waist, revealing a piece full of precious stones.

The most impressive thing is that the eyes are radiant, like lightning, hiding an almost demonic charm.

From a distance, this man who suddenly appeared was like a demon king who had descended into the world, not like a human, and a demon in duplicate!

Ning Daoqi's eyes widened suddenly, and the spirit of the whole person suddenly condensed into a point, and even his loose Dao robe was bulging, as if there was a thunder qi brewing inside.

"Demon Master Pang Ban!" Ning Daoqi recognized at a glance the demon-like man standing in front of the gate.