Chapter 308

As the Abbot of Shaolin, Abbot Xuanci's martial arts are naturally considered first-class within the Great Song Jianghu.

But looking at the entire comprehensive Wu Jianghu, it is completely not enough.

From beginning to end, the only thing Abbot Xuanci is proficient in is the Great Strength Diamond Palm!

And this level of Shaolin stunt naturally cannot deal with the old monsters in the Everlasting Spring Valley.

As for Xuan Ji, that goes without saying; this fatty's martial arts are even worse than Xuan Ji's.

He practiced for a full thirty years, and he didn't even understand a single Finger Flicking Flower.

If it were just relying on the manpower of Shaolin Temple, plus a Senior Xiaoyaozi, it would definitely not be able to deal with the old guys in the Everlasting Spring Valley from back then.

One must know that these old guys had long since transcended the mortal world and become non-human existences, and they are definitely not something a mere Shaolin can deal with.

Thinking of this, Su Hang could not help but sigh and say:

"I shouldn't have said that extra word."

"Now that Shaolin is in trouble, it has something to do with me."

"Wait, I'll be right back!"

Su Hang was about to go out, but was stopped by Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan's face was slightly red, and she asked with a puzzled look:

"Mr. Su, this trip to Great Song Shaolin is at least a thousand miles away; even if you take the fastest carriage, you won't be able to arrive until two days later!"

"By the time you arrive at Shaolin, I'm afraid it will be too late..."

After hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Jiang Yuyan walked up and nodded, saying:

"That's right!"

"The distance between us and Shaolin is too far; let alone a carriage, even if Mr. Su flies, he might not be able to make it in time!"

Wang Yuyan and Jiang Yuyan looked at each other, and Wang Yuyan continued:

"In my opinion, it would be better to send a message by carrier pigeon and ask Empress Dowager Li to send experts from the First Class Hall to rescue them."

After Wang Yuyan finished speaking, Jiang Yuyan and Lianxing could not help but nod.

After all, the Great Song Dynasty and Western Xia are the closest, and rescue is the easiest.

And the First Class Hall has gathered many experts in the world today; as long as these experts are dispatched, they can arrive at Shaolin in less than half a day!

Unexpectedly, the Moon Goddess shook her head and said: "Empress Dowager Li also seems to be trapped in Shaolin."

After hearing this, Su Hang shook his head and then waved his sleeve.

In an instant, a flying sword was seen attacking from afar, and Su Hang leaped up, landing on the sword, and went away riding the sword.

In just the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

And at this very moment, the female family members of the Half-Moon Inn saw this scene before them and were all incredulous!

Wang Yuyan was even more shocked, trembling as she said:

"This.... this is..... riding the wind and sword....."

She never expected that Su Hang had reached the point of being able to ride the wind and sword.

Wang Yuyan had only heard of such a peerless martial art, but had never seen it.

Jiang Yuyan saw this scene and was also scared, she paused, and it took a long time before she could barely squeeze a few words out of her shocked face.

"My Mr. Su..... is he going to become an immortal?"

At the same time.

Su Hang rode the sword and flew toward the direction of Great Song Shaolin Temple.

It's not that he wants to meddle in other people's business, but the old immortals in the Everlasting Spring Valley have extremely high value to him.

For Senior Xiaoyaozi, these people are naturally guilty of heinous crimes,

but for Su Hang, these are all rare good materials on the path of immortality cultivation.

After all, the elders who can create an evil technique like the Heaven and Earth Everlasting Spring Art must have their own secrets and techniques.

And these secrets and techniques are exactly what Su Hang needs most at the moment.

Of course, in order to cover up his motives, Su Hang could only find a random reason to say he was rescuing Shaolin, and even showed a look of deep righteousness.

In fact, what does the life or death of these monks in Shaolin Temple have to do with him?

If it comes to sectarianism and narrow-mindedness, I'm afraid there is really no sect in the world that can compare to the Shaolin Temple before him.

About half an hour later,

Su Hang arrived in Great Song, and after another moment, finally arrived at Great Song Shaolin.

Just as he arrived, Su Hang heard bursts of hideous laughter coming from below the clouds.

This laughter did not sound like a human, but the rhythm and aura of this sound were clearly human.

Looking from a long distance away, Su Hang could also vaguely see spots of blood scattered inside and outside Shaolin Temple.

The dead monks lay scattered inside and outside the entire temple like fallen leaves.

And right in the main hall of Shaolin Temple—the Great Heroic Treasure Hall.

Seven white-clothed people holding black long staves were lined up, surrounding the entire Great Heroic Treasure Hall tightly.

These white-clothed people were extremely tall, almost exceeding ten feet.

Most importantly, they all exuded a terrifying and uneasy aura.

This aura gradually permeated, even affecting the entire Shaolin.

And at this very moment, in the Great Heroic Treasure Hall of Shaolin Temple,

the remaining Shaolin monks kept retreating, shrinking into a ball.

The nameless old monk stood in the very front, looking as if he had seen through life and death.

He paused and said painfully:

"Amitabha, you are looking for the old monk, why must you harm the innocent and take the lives of so many monks?"

At this time, the Sweeping Monk no longer hid it and finally admitted that he was the Senior Xiaoyaozi from back then.

The white-clothed person opposite heard this and let out another burst of strange laughter:

"You stole our scriptures and destroyed our divine spring; even if we find you at the ends of the earth, we will definitely grind you to dust!"

"Otherwise, it will be hard to resolve the hatred in our hearts!"

The nameless old monk smiled bitterly again:

"You are all high-level people who have attained the Dao, and you should know the principle that cultivating immortality with humans is not tolerated by heaven."

"What the old monk did is just following the principles of heaven and acting on behalf of heaven."

"Even if the old monk didn't make a move on that stone tablet, in the future generations, there would eventually be high-level people who would make a move to destroy it!"

"How can this vast human world tolerate demons and monsters."

I don't know what happened, but facing these white-clothed people wearing mysterious masks, the nameless old monk seemed a bit excited, and his posture was much lower.

Su Hang remembers that in the TV shows and movies of his previous life, this nameless old monk was always a figure of an expert from the outside world.

It seems that whether one is an expert or not depends on the object,

if the opponent's strength is weak, then show yourself as an expert and harvest a wave of loyal fans.

If the opponent's strength is strong, then show yourself as a weak person, and you can even harvest some sympathy.

At this very moment, Senior Xiaoyaozi is like this; where is his previous calmness and composure?

In front of these white-robed people, Senior Xiaoyaozi is like a disciple who has made a mistake and is accepting punishment from the sect.

However, the white-robed people did not recognize Senior Xiaoyaozi's rhetoric,

after a slightly harsh sound, the white-robed person continued:

"Originally, our immortals were staying well in the Everlasting Spring Valley, only getting dozens of people to eat and drink every month."

"But you, you had to destroy this Fountain of Eternal Youth.... causing the old immortals to have nowhere to go....."

"Now that the Everlasting Spring Valley is gone, it is you who brought the disaster to the human world!"

"Hehe!"

While speaking, the black long staff in the white-robed person's hand turned slightly.

Everyone could feel a more fierce momentum gathering; this momentum was stronger than before, and for a time, it even made the sky change color.

The entire Great Heroic Treasure Hall was instantly shrouded in a despair and haze that had never been felt before.

The Buddha statue was dim and lusterless, all the incense candles were extinguished, and there was a visible aura of death, and some monks had forgotten how to speak because of excessive fear.

After experiencing the battle just now, everyone had no doubt about the skills of these white-robed people!

In short, even the monks of Shaolin had never seen such terrifying martial arts!