The abbot's face was like gold paper at this moment, obviously because his energy was too great to hurt his body and his foundation. At this moment, all the internal organs were burned and the pain was unbearable.

"How could there be a cunning demon like Wang Xuan in the world? I, Nan Shaomu, is dead in heaven!" Every time I said something, blood gushed out of the abbot's mouth, and it seemed that his life was about to come.

"Abbot, why did you make this look like this?" A scream came from outside the hall. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was the old monk who was white-browed, strode in.

"Uncle Master, I, Nan Shaomu's lineage, it's over! It's over!" The abbot's voice was shrill, his mouth was covered with blood. Those who didn't know the truth might have thought he had suffered some wrongs.

"Why is this happening? Why does the devil surnamed Wang have to make things difficult for me in Buddhism? My Shaomu family has always been compassionate and good thoughts. He is the leader of the righteous path in the martial arts world and has always been open and upright. Could it be that Wang Xuan is a member of the Demon Sect?"

"That Wang Xuan is the reincarnation of the devil king, Be Xun, who framed me for Buddhism and wanted to destroy the world at this time..." The abbot said with blood all over his mouth, a ferocious face, and gritted his teeth.

At this moment, a 'manic' laughter came from outside the hall, "Old monk, you are shameless. You say this and say that monks don't lie. After all, you are standing under the Buddha's golden statue. You can say such words. Do you dare to have some shame? Are you not afraid that the Buddha will hit you with a thunder!"

As they spoke, everyone saw Wang Xuan wearing a white robe walking over, followed by dense military soldiers, and at first glance, no less than a thousand people.

"You, you, you..." The old abbot subconsciously turned around and looked at the Buddha's golden statue, his heart tightened for no reason.

"Master Zhengdu saw that he was a teacher. I said, "Old Bald Bidder, is it interesting to deceive an honest person like this? Will your conscience hurt?"

When the old monk Zhengdu saw Wang Xuan, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He knew that it was Wang Xuan who was the one who ended up like this today. He would not believe Wang Xuan's words, but if he said nothing, he would not be so. He turned around and looked at the abbot beside him, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Death will lead to death. At this point today, it is too late to say that he can save something. Zhengdu did not want to abandon Nan Shaomu and survive. If Nan Shaomu was destroyed, he would definitely accompany him. He has lived here since he can remember, and he has been here for almost eighty years, and he will die here even if he dies.

But before he died, he wanted to die and understand.

Seeing that the abbot kept silent, Wang Xuan couldn't help but sneer, "What? I dare not say it? I know I'm going to die, I'm afraid that I will really see the Buddha after death. Hehe, if you don't say it, I'll tell you."

"Women are imprisoned in the temple and worship the monks in the temple. This is the case!" Wang Xuan said word by word, his voice exuding majesty, and he kept echoing in the hall.

Zhengdu looked at the abbot with disbelief, hoping that the abbot would refute, but he was disappointed, "That's what other matters are divided into temples, and...."

He originally wanted to say what he had to do with Shaomu, but he couldn't say that. The entire Fujian temples were branches of Shaomu.

"Oh, then what do you say about other people coming to worship Buddha and praying for children, but you used medicine to imprison women after you were confused? You have done a lot of this."

"I, I, I..."

"If others don't say it, it's you, Nan Shaomu's abbot, who is the highest Buddhist rank in Fujian and even Fujian provinces, the leader of tens of thousands of monks, wine, sex, wealth, you don't have any one of them. You have a wife, three concubines, and six sons. Oh, no, more than six. You also gave two sons to someone else's family on behalf of the Buddha... Tsk tsk, there are so many children and grandchildren!"

"I won't talk about family wealth, there are still one or two million. I am worthy of being a leader of Buddhism and a powerful figure. You have lived a wonderful life!"

"You, you, you!" The abbot took three steps in a row and fell to the ground. He never expected that Wang Xuan would investigate all these things clearly.

In fact, Wang Xuan didn't know about it before, but last time he caught more than 300 fake monks, there were several of the old thief's confidants. If he were ordinary monks, Wang Xuan would not have taken any ruthless action. But since he wanted to destroy the Nan Shaomu lineage, he would definitely not keep this core layer.

Several confidants were arrested, but they didn't even ask. They first slaughtered their martial arts, and then blocked their mouths and first took three waves of punishment. This is the process. As for whether to confess, they will talk about it after three waves.

This method of interrogation was indeed a baptism as always. Once the gag was removed, there was no need to ask anything. All the tricks were all done. These guys were not determined. When they encountered such people who were the first to be punished and interrogated, their will was completely defeated.

This time, all the dirty things about Nan Shaomu were poured out.

At this moment, not to mention Master Zhengdu's expression of disbelief, the other fifty monks were twitching their mouths. Unexpectedly, his abbot was such a hypocritical person and could not tell at all on weekdays.

The old bald thief felt ashamed when facing Zhengdu's extremely disappointed gaze. Zhengdu was the kind of master who was dedicated to practicing. Even if the old bald thief was very thick-skinned, he could not bear it at this moment.

With a sigh, the old bald thief sat cross-legged on the ground and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I am sorry to the ancestor." Say it, he died after his heart was cut off.

After the abbot committed suicide, Zhengdu was the biggest player in Shaomu Temple. A group of monks looked over, and Zhengdu was also a little at a loss.

"Master Zhengdu." Wang Xuan shouted, and when he saw the other party looking over, he continued, "I learned that Master Zhengdu is the kind of person who is dedicated to the Buddha, and he never has any distractions in his heart. I hope that Master Zhengdu can escape from the Shaomu Temple lineage and be a pure Buddhist. I have no intention of destroying Buddhism, but just clean up these scumbags for Buddhism."

"Amitabha." Zhengdu looked at Wang Xuan with complicated eyes. He really didn't know what to say. Yes, these people are all scum of Buddhism. But, do you have to thank you for completely destroying the Shaomu lineage?

But if you want to say that Wang Xuan did something wrong, he really can't say it. He acted according to the laws of the country one by one. Although it was deliberately made, Shaomu and others did commit suicide by themselves. Who would blame him?

It is definitely impossible to let him withdraw from Shaomu Temple. He grew up here since he was a child and had too deep feelings. He is not the kind of crazy believer who can abandon everything for his faith. He sighed and looked at Wang Xuan and said, "I hope the donor keeps his word and leaves a glimmer of life for me in Buddhism. I am grateful for the righteousness."

He didn't say Shaomu, nor did he have the shame to say that as for killing Wang Xuan, he had never thought that he had nothing to say, and had no face to see people. He sat cross-legged and sat directly on the spot. At this point, the top leaders of Nan Shaomu's lineage were completely destroyed, and the remaining big cats and kittens could no longer bear the big flag of Shaomu.

Wang Xuan frowned and said nothing. The world can be transformed by anyone, but it was a little bit of a pity.

Wang Xuan waved his hand directly, and naturally some soldiers went up to take them away. Resistance or something did not exist, and the more they resisted, the earlier they died.

Looking at the ancient temple that has been around for more than 600 years, Wang Xuan tsk twice and said to Yu Leyou beside him: "Search it carefully. You can't let go of a corner, but you are not allowed to destroy anything."

"Especially those Buddhist scriptures and martial arts secrets, I have sorted out all the things I want to read."

Wang Xuan has been jealous of these things for a long time, especially the Seventy-Two Special Skills, which are all good things. In addition, Nan Shaomu obtained the "Sunflower Book" back then. Although he claimed that this technique was too evil and might cause harm to the martial arts world, he was destroyed before Master Hongye died.

But Wang Xuan absolutely doesn’t believe it!

Damn, since I think the evil is not destroyed early, I was peeked by the Wudang Sect and thought about destroying it. It was obvious that I was sitting on the cousin and wanted to set up a archway, and then I created the evil-proof sword technique to spread it. Wang Xuan never minded speculating on the people in Shaomu Temple with the greatest malicious intention.

Anyway, he felt that Shaomu Temple must have the original "Sunflower Book" and "Sword of Evil-Repelling".

More than 2,000 people searched, and soon boxes of classics and dense boxes were sorted out. In addition to the various classics and dense on the surface, even some hidden secret rooms were found one by one and cleaned up.

Only then did Wang Xuan leave with his people. As for the Nan Shaomu Mountain Gate, he sealed it directly with a piece of paper. In Fujian, who would dare to occupy it without his permission?

Back in the military camp, Wang Xuan began to sort out his harvest, among which 46 of the 72 unique skills of Shaomu Temple were collected.

In fact, Shaomu Temple has been broken by others, but most of the time it is prepared. Important exercises are hidden early and will not be lost at all. But this time, the old abbot really didn't expect that there would be such a day. It was too sudden, which made these Wang Xuan take a big advantage.

Great Compassion Thousand Hands, One-Eight-Level Crazy Wand Technique, Powerful Vajra Palm, Demon-Subduing Sword, Great Wisdom Undecided Finger, Indian Buddha Finger, Trouble Elimination Finger, Demon-Subduing Wand Technique, Indra Finger, Dormant Sword, Indra Finger, Dormant Sword, Indra Finger, Indra Finger, Indra Finger, Indra Finger, Mount Sumeru, Weituo Pestle, Cassock Demon-Subduing Sword, Dragon Claw Hand, Wood Burning Sword Technique, Prajna Palm, Maha Finger, Universe in the Sleeve...

Among them, Wang Xuan’s most value is the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, the Dragon Capture, the Lion Roar, the Body Protection, the True Qi Outward, and the Sound Wave Achievement are all lacking by Wang Xuan. Now his Nine Yang Divine Art is close to the completion of his great success, and not only can all be practiced in Shaolin’s seventy-two unique skills.

But in addition to internal skills, only Tian Boguang's light skills are considered top-notch. The remaining sword skills are almost all self-created, such as boxing, palm techniques, leg techniques, etc., and the flaws are indeed a bit big.
Chapter completed!