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Chapter three hundred and fortieth

As the martial arts master Beidou in the background of the game, he is a monk in the Shaolin Temple. His martial arts may not be the highest in the world, but he definitely has the largest number of masters.

Not to mention other things, there are dozens of eminent monks of the Xuan generation, and there are many masters of the level of Xuanci and Xuanbei, not to mention eminent monks such as Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, Cheng Guan, and Sandu.

In today's world, there are very few top masters who can come and go freely in the Shaolin Temple. There is absolutely no one who dared to stand alone against Shaolin during its heyday.

Although Qiao Feng's cultivation is unmatched in the world, as an upright master, Qiao Feng also has his pride.

With his character, he will never kill innocent people easily. The Shaolin Temple apprentice players are regarded as masters in the eyes of players, but they are almost ants in Qiao Feng's eyes. If they are surrounded by these low-level players, and the Shaolin Temple eminent monks rush to him again, how could it be possible?

I'm afraid even if he comes down to earth as a god, he will die.

Old monk Xuanci is an extremely shrewd guy, and it is not difficult for him to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Wang Yuan understood Xuan Ci's character, and he was probably dragged into a trap by him again. Although those tasks in the past were deceiving, they were within the scope of Wang Yuan's ability, but this time it was Wang Yuan and his friends who

Thinking about this, Wang Yuan's words became more polite.

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

"Amitabha!"

When asked by Wang Yuan, Xuanci chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Qiao Feng was born in Shaolin. It was for the sake of the common people in the world that I decided to keep Qiao Feng in the temple under strict supervision. If he stubbornly resists, as the leader of the righteous path, Shaolin Temple also has

The obligation to clean up the door.!”

"I……"

After hearing Xuanci's words, Wang Yuan really wanted to punch the old monk in the face.

"Great spring!"

Seeing Wang Yuan's appearance, Xuanci sighed and said seriously: "You are a smart man and my most valued disciple. Some things in this world are bound to happen. You must learn to accept the reality, because even if

If you don’t do it, others will rush to do it, do you understand what I’m saying?”

"Disciple understands!"

Wang Yuan nodded.

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

Senior Brother is the highest honor for the disciples of the sect, and it is not just a name. It also has substantial rewards. Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men. With this reward, who cares who you are Qiao Feng? In the eyes of players, the NPC is a living person.

Group data, death is the experience of the world.

Even if Wang Yuan doesn't do this task, many players will rush to do it. As Wang Yuan's master, Xuanci naturally hopes that Wang Yuan will become his senior brother.

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

Xuanci's eyelids twitched slightly when he heard this. Just as Wang Yuan understood him, Xuanci also understood Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan's words clearly meant to let others know.

After thinking for a moment, Xuanci said: "Failure is failure, right? It is reasonable for a strong man like Qiao Feng not to be able to retain him, but..."

At this point, Xuanci paused and said helplessly: "Senior Brother, you don't have to do it, but you don't want to give up this position to someone else. You will be disappointed as a teacher."

"I……"

Wang Yuan glanced at Xuan Ci with a complicated expression.

Xuanci closed his eyes slightly and said expressionlessly: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning. You should observe them as such. Go back and prepare."

"Thank you Master!"

Wang Yuan bowed, took three steps back, turned around and left the Main Hall.

"God's will! God's will!"

Looking at Wang Yuan's leaving figure, Xuanci shook his head and said, "This is fate, Amitabha."



After leaving the Mahavira Hall, Wang Yuan went straight to Bodhi Courtyard, which was also the Zen monastery where Master Xuanku trained.

Wang Yuan is very familiar with this place. When he first studied Buddhism with Monk Swede, it was in the small courtyard behind Bodhi Courtyard.

The elegant courtyard is now empty, as if no one has lived in it for a long time.

Wang Yuan was full of emotions. NPCs in the game are not easy either. They are remembered by players every day. They may be reincarnated one day. His Buddhist master is just an unknown old man sweeping the floors. Now he is also alive and dead.

Unsure, Bao Buqi was beaten to death on the street because of his voyeurism.

Just as Xuanci said, even if Wang Yuan doesn't do this task, there are still people who do it. The Bodhi Courtyard is already full of players at this time, and they must be all the players who have accepted the task.

At first glance, there is a sea of ​​people. Fortunately, in order to accommodate more players, the scene in the game is many times larger than in reality. Otherwise, the Bodhi Courtyard would not be able to accommodate so many people.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuan couldn't help but smile. This prepared formation did not look like an ambush. As long as Qiao Feng was not stupid, he would definitely retreat when he saw this formation.

As soon as Wang Yuan wandered into the gate of Bodhi Courtyard, he felt eyes looking at him from all directions.

"Huh? This guy is here too!"

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

If Wang Yuan sees this monk, he will definitely feel familiar. His name is Fohai Wuya, and Wang Yuan fought against him when he was in Niujia Village.

"Oh? Who is he?"

At this time, a thin monk beside Fohai Wuya asked with a smile.

"Niu Dachun!"

Fohai Wuya said with lingering fear: "This person has extremely high cultivation level and is very evil. He will definitely be our biggest opponent in the mission later."

"It turns out it's him!"

The thin little monk glanced at Wang Yuan and said with a smile: "I heard something, hehehe!"

There was a bit of joking in the monk's smile.

In the Shaolin Temple, Wang Yuan is still quite famous. Of course, he has a bad reputation. He is cheating and deceiving, and he does not need Niu Dachun as a person. He is the shame of Shaolin. Whenever the Shaolin disciples mention Niu Dachun, they all want to find one.

What is even more incomprehensible is that such a person is actually a close disciple of the abbot. Are you angry?

"Boss Shouxin, don't underestimate him!"

Fohai Wuya quickly said: "Although this guy doesn't have a good reputation, he is very skilled in his skills. Isn't it an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master in Shaolin Temple?"

"The number one master in Shaolin Temple? Just him?"

It's a good thing that Fohai Wuya didn't say this. When he mentioned the title of Shaolin Temple's number one master, the skinny player's face was filled with disdain and dissatisfaction, and he looked Wang Yuan up and down again.

"hehe!"

Seeing the expression of the thin player, Fohai Wuya felt a little happy in his heart.

In the current version, Shaolin Temple is also considered a first-line sect. There are many players in the sect. In addition to Wang Yuan, there are also several people who are qualified to be senior brothers. Yinghuo Shouxin is one of them. This person learned from Master Fang Zheng and gained unique skills.

He is truly taught the "Yi Jin Jing", and his powerful internal strength is unrivaled among players, and he is even known as the most powerful man in Shaolin.
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