Chapter 415 Shaolin 9

No one knows who the old monk in gray is, and no one knows how he appeared. However, he seemed to have some kind of magic on his body. As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by him, and everyone's mind involuntarily revolved around his existence!

Even as soon as the old monk in gray appeared, the whole world seemed to have found the master and surrendered to his feet! As for the people in this space, they naturally have no resistance. They can only look at the nameless old monk in a daze. Fortunately, a few people did not suffer for too long. The old monk in gray said again, "You little benefactor, your action is a little heavy... However, for these two Murong benefactors, they deserve it!"

In the indifferent voice, there was a faint trace of anger, only a trace, but except for Luo Yuchen, other NPC masters trembled in their hearts and their faces changed slightly. Following the eyes of the old monk in gray, people saw a red light penetrating the wall. The big hole that had just been knocked out by Jiu Mozhi came in...

"Ah, what's going on? Where is the fire again? How can there be so many flames!" The scene printed into the eyes, especially against the dark night sky, was a particularly clear fire, which made Xuanci, Xuanji and others change their faces in an instant. In a hurry, they even directly broke away from the pressure brought by the old man in gray, and couldn't help but exclaim!

"Alas, it's self-inflicted, you can't live..." The old monk in gray looked calm. He glanced at the two father and son of the Murong family lightly, and then raised his hand and grabbed Murong Bo, who was sitting cross-legged, who was closing his eyes, in the air. As he raised his steps, he said faintly, "Okay, everyone, come to the front with me. Go and have a look!"

The words are very plain, but no one present dares to disobey. They all nodded in a hurry, and then followed the footsteps of the old monk in gray - this is really step by step. The old monk in gray takes a step, and everyone takes a step forward almost at the same time, whether it is the way forward. The direction or distance is exactly the same as the old monk in gray.

Even if there is a broken wall barrier, it does not affect everyone's footsteps, so that after walking out of the small courtyard of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion for a long time, the relative position between the people and the old monk in gray is still strictly maintained as it is! Fortunately, all the people present are the top masters in the world. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I really can't play such a difficult trick...

"What?" Not far ahead, Xuanji's eyes suddenly moved and he shouted, "Who are you? Snoidly, why did you come here? I don't know if this is a Shaolin forbidden place? Oh, stop, don't run!"

Obviously, such a shout is destined not to play any role. The blurred shadow stared at by him did not hesitate at all, just turned around and ran away! However, this time, the sneaky man in black definitely hit the iron plate. Before Master Xuanji could take action, the old monk in gray walking among the crowd snorted gently and did not see any of his movements. The man in black, who had run out more than ten meters, immediately lost control and fell forward softly...

The old monk in gray waved his hand lightly again. The man in black floated in the air and slowly flew in front of everyone. Master Xuanji subconsciously reached out to take it, looked down, and suddenly changed his face: "Fire oil? Did this man set fire on purpose?

It's about the safety of Shaolin Temple. Even the great pressure doesn't matter. Xuanci, Xuanku and others surged up. Sure enough, they saw a huge skin on the back of the man in black, carrying a pungent smell of fire oil, emanating from the skin bag! Thinking of the scene of fire everywhere in the temple just seen in the courtyard at the top of the mountain, Xuanci and others' faces were as dark as the bottom of the pot...

"Master, the little monk was reckless. He also asked the senior to raise his hand and let me leave immediately..." The abbot Xuanci bravely took two steps and pleaded with the old monk in gray. The old monk in gray turned his eyes slightly and swept over his body. Then he shook his head and said blankly, "Just leave it to others to command the monks to put out the fire, the abbot, and there are more important things waiting for you to deal with!"

"But, so many ill-intentioned arsonists?" Before Xuanci's abbot finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man in gray: "Don't worry, someone has already taken action against those arsoners. Xuanji's head, your prestige among ordinary monks is relatively high, so you can organize everyone to put out the fire. Master abbot, please go to the direction of the main gate with the old monk and deal with the more imminent crisis together!"

"A more imminent crisis?" An old monk subconsciously repeated a sentence. Before he could react, Luo Yuchen, who was standing on the edge of the circle, moved his heart and suddenly said, "Is the behind-the-scenes black hand finally going to appear in person?"

"Hmm?" Xuan Ci, Xuan Ji and others were slightly stunned, and the old monk in gray also turned his head and looked at Luo Yuchen, showing a trace of approval. Then, Xuanci Xuanji, Jiu Mozhi, Murong Fu and others also reacted one after another:

Indeed, many things that happened tonight, especially so many top masters suddenly met each other and fought inexplicably. Such a scene is simply too strange. Moreover, judging from the experience of Murong Bo and his son and Luo Yuchen himself, there are definitely people hiding in the night to make trouble and sow discord. And now, is this person really going to jump out in person?

"In this case, well, Brother Xuanji, you go to collect people and organize the fire fighting. Xuanku, Xuannan, and other brothers, come with me and greet the distinguished guest outside the door!" When it came to the end, the abbot Xuanci patted the board, and Master Xuanji left. Then, the rest of the people followed the gray-clad old monk and walked straight to the front gate of Shaolin Temple. Fortunately, after such a delay, the depression in everyone's hearts finally disappeared a little, no longer so rigid and stiff. The hard step is also trending...

The so-called "greater crisis" of the old monk in gray was really not alarmist. As soon as he stepped out of the gate of Shaolin Temple, everyone felt a light in front of their eyes, but they saw a spectacular fire dragon that was slowly approaching the top of the mountain along the road up the mountain. Moreover, without the many noise interference in the Shaolin Temple, everyone listened attentively and heard the sound of fighting and fighting from the wind more clearly!

Coincidentally, as soon as the group came out of the gate, they saw a short and hasty monk running back in a hurry. After seeing the crowd, he was far away and shouted, "Abbot, uncles and uncles, it's so good that you came out. That's it! Come on, go and help. The brothers below can't stand it..."

"Well, Huijing's nephew, what's going on below? Where did the enemy on the opposite side come from? How many people are there? Let's go, say it while walking!" Grabbing the arm of the monk who reported the letter, the abbot Xuanci rushed to the foot of the mountain first. Xuan Ku, Xuannan and others naturally followed without hesitation.

And the voice of the little monk Huijing also sounded intermittently in this rustling footsteps: "Abbot, there are many enemies on the opposite side, roughly a rough number, at least two or three hundred people, and there are many of their masters, at least six or seven people have the acquired peak, even the strength of the innate realm!"

"Moreover, the way they appeared was also very strange. Originally, there was no movement when there was a fire in the temple. However, as soon as the fireworks in the back mountain exploded, the dense crowd suddenly emerged out of thin air. When we were distracted, they rushed over directly, the most peripheral points. Before the brothers could react, they were scattered by them, and the Luohan array was captured before it could be put out.

"And these people behind us, although they have time to array, the other party directly took Huiwen, Huiwu and other brothers as shields... When the little monk came back to ask for help, our formation was completely messed up. I'm afraid it won't take long for the Huicheng brothers in front of them..."

"Sudden appearance without warning? And unscrupulously use our Shaolin disciples as a shield to break the formation?" Xuan Ci and others frowned slightly. Following this special style, they fixed the focus of suspicion on the players. Abbot Xuanci had to think more and asked, "by the way, nephew Huijing, you have been with each other for so long. Has anyone revealed any information such as identity flaws?"

"Yes!" Originally, I just asked casually and didn't give much hope. Unexpectedly, the little monk Huijing gave a solid surprise: "When I started, someone on the opposite side once shouted slogans, claiming to be the Murong family, and asked us to let go of their owners. Moreover, one of the people with the highest martial arts skills is indeed a minister of the Murong family. He visited this temple not long ago. The little monk still remembers his name, as if it was a storm!"

"Is the storm evil? Murong's family?" Xuan Ci, Xuan Ku and others paused under their feet. At the same time, they took a cold breath and subconsciously focused their eyes on Murong Bo and Murong Fu. Murong Bo is just that. Now he has turned off his five senses and is doing his mind. He has no reaction to the changes in the outside world at all. Although Murong Fu was clicked and couldn't speak, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing incomparable surprise and panic...