Chapter 411
A total of nine rings, the entire Shaolin was unmoved.
"Ding, detected Xuan Nan bragging, meeting the conditions for manifestation, currently manifesting for the host!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining 'True Word Art'!"
True Word Art, circulate power, speak true words.
Instantly, an inheritance surged into Xiao Mochen's body.
Good heavens, it's another divine ability!
Xiao Mochen's eyes lit up.
The Buddhist sect is still good at bragging!
True Word Art can turn your words into text to attack enemies.
Every word possesses earth-shattering power, containing the true meaning of the Buddhist sect, suppressing demons.
Sure enough, the Buddhist sect is still good at bragging!
At the same time, Hong Marvelous technique's face changed drastically.
"The Buddhist bell rang nine times, is this the rhythm of the Buddhist sect wanting to fight the Martial God to the death?"
Hong Marvelous technique had heard of Buddhist legends.
Usually, the Buddhist bell only rings three times or once.
Nine rings mean a crisis of sect destruction for the Buddhist sect, and all Buddhist sects in the world can rise up and attack together.
Sure enough, as the words fell.
A group of gods leaped out.
These monks were all filled with murderous intent.
"That, that is the Shaolin Three Degrees, they actually came out!"
"Look, that, that is the Shaolin Four Great Divine Monks!"
"Good heavens, all the Buddhist powerhouses came out, there are so many Heavenly Man powerhouses!"
"Worthy of being a force that has stood for a thousand years, truly not to be underestimated!"
"Unfortunately, their opponent is the Martial God, one slap per Heavenly Man!"
The heroes were shocked; they were shocked by the strength of the Buddhist sect.
So many high monks are enough to sweep the martial arts world.
But there were still people who thought Xiao Mochen was even more powerful.
This is an existence with the title of Martial God!
"Xiao Mochen!"
"Do you really think the Buddhist sect is a place you can trample on at will?"
"If it weren't for the fact that three hundred years ago, our Buddhist high monks went to Wan Jiegu to suppress the Bitter Heart Buddha!"
"Just your words from earlier would be enough to suppress you!"
Xuan Nan snorted coldly.
If it weren't for the Buddhist powerhouses having to suppress the Great Evil King, would Shaolin only have this many powerhouses?
How could they let Xiao Mochen be arrogant here?
The thousand-year foundation of the Buddhist sect, is it something a junior like Xiao Mochen can provoke?
At the same time, some people began to explain the cause and effect to the Four Great Divine Monks and others.
"Why so much nonsense?"
"Is this the kid who wants to run wild in Shaolin?"
A slovenly monk looked at Xiao Mochen.
His expression and words were extremely arrogant.
However, Hong Marvelous technique's face changed drastically.
"Crazy Monk, you are actually still alive!"
Hong Marvelous technique exclaimed.
Then he began to persuade Xiao Mochen to let this matter go.
Grievances should be resolved rather than knotted.
"It seems you know the background of this Crazy Monk?"
"Why don't you tell me about it?"
Xiao Mochen laughed.
He knew the Shaolin Three Degrees, the Four Great Divine Monks, the Nameless Sweeping Monk, and others.
But this was the first time he heard of the Crazy Monk.
Hong Marvelous technique let out a long sigh.
Shaolin has many experts, but one person is very special.
That is the Crazy Monk; it is rumored that this person is crazy and has intellectual problems.
Yet, such a person mastered the four great Shaolin divine arts.
The Yi Jin Jing, the Xi Sui Jing, the Vajra Indestructible Body, and the Boy's Technique.
When Hong Marvelous technique was young, he heard that the Crazy Monk was the number one expert in Shaolin.
He didn't expect that there had been no news of the Crazy Monk for decades, and he thought he was dead.
Turns out, he was still alive and well.
For a time, the heroes persuaded Xiao Mochen to let it go.
There is no need to fight Shaolin with the strength of one person.
Moreover, listening to Xuan Nan, there are millions of Buddhist disciples, spread across the Nine Provinces.
If one becomes an enemy of the Buddhist sect, it is truly unwise.
"Brother Mochen, why don't we stop looking for Shi Zhixuan!"
"Let's go!"
Wan Wan showed a look of worry.
After all, Shaolin's foundation is bottomless.
However, Xiao Mochen laughed out loud.
"It's just Shaolin, why be afraid!"
"Hand over Shi Zhixuan, and this Young Master will leave this place!"
"Otherwise, I don't mind washing Shaolin in blood today!"
Xiao Mochen was domineering and arrogant.
He didn't take Shaolin seriously at all.
Crazy Monk?
He isn't even in the Divine Roaming Realm.
In front of him, all Heavenly Men are ants.
"What, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan is in Shaolin?"
"No wonder the Martial God said Shaolin is a place that hides dirt and filth, it turns out the Evil King is hiding in Shaolin!"
"However, fighting against millions of Buddhist disciples with the strength of one person, the Martial God is unwise!"
"This is the true martial arts person, quick revenge, never ambiguous!"
"If I had the strength of the Martial God, I would also want such quick revenge!"
"Screw Shaolin, one word: if you don't submit, fight!"
"That's right, if you don't submit, fight!"
End of Chapter
