"Although people in Buddhism do not commit suicide recklessly, they cannot let others bully them. My friend, the poor monk is going to meet you today. May I ask if you can come out and fight with the poor monk?"

"Hahaha, old bald donkey, do you think I'm stupid? A bald donkey who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I will fight you? Remember, I will not fight you, but I will make you a sinner of Lingyan Temple

, come here!”

"exist!"

"Fire the arrow!"

For a moment, countless arrows appeared again, but this time, the targets were not aimed at the monks in front, but at the surrounding houses and some trees.

"No! They are going to burn down the temple!" Zen Master Jian Xiang said loudly.

"Amitabha, it's my fault. Today, in order to protect myself, this poor monk has no choice but to kill."

After finishing speaking, Master Futi gently took off his cassock and handed it to Zen Master Jian Xiang beside him.

"Master, you don't need to take action. I will lead people to rush over, no matter what the rockets are!" Zen Master Jian Xiang said.

"Don't cause unnecessary casualties. The origin of these people is unknown. The poor monk is going to have a meeting and let the disciples guard this place. They must not be let in."

"Yes, Master, please be careful."

"rest assured."

Master Futi's tone was smooth from beginning to end, without the slightest fluctuation.

I saw Master Futi clasping his hands together and walking forward step by step. The pace was slow at first, but gradually became faster.

In a few blinks of an eye, Master Futi appeared in front of those who were shooting arrows.

Those people only felt their eyes blurred when an old monk appeared in front of them. They were shocked and were about to react when a strong wind blew over.

Master Futi waved his arm and swept lightly, and the bows and arrows in those people's hands left their hands and fell to the ground.

Then, Master Futi dodged several times and walked in front of these people. Within a moment, he had a bunch of bows in his hands.

Seeing Master Futi's skills, these people seemed to be a little panicked and started to retreat.

"You can't keep this thing."

Dozens of bows were destroyed in the hands of Master Futi. Without exception, they were all broken into two pieces and thrown to the ground by Master Futi.

"Haha, Bald Donkey is very skilled, but..."

At this moment, suddenly, an exclamation came from behind Master Futi.

"No, there's a fire!" Someone yelled.

Master Futi turned his head and saw a fire somewhere behind the temple.

In just an instant, Master Futi's expression changed.

"not good!"

Now, Master Futi didn't care about anything and ran back directly. After a few jumps back to Zen Master Jian Xiang and the others, he said eagerly: "The direction seems to be the Sutra Pavilion. You should take people there immediately! The Sutra Pavilion is absolutely

Nothing can happen!"

"Master, what about here?"

"Just leave a few people behind. I'll be here in person and nothing will happen to you."

"Yes, Master!"

"Remember, nothing can happen to the Sutra Pavilion!"

As Master Futi said this, he was still extremely anxious. It’s no wonder that in the Sutra Pavilion of Lingyan Temple, in addition to the handwritten notes of eminent monks of all ages, there are also some precious Buddhist sutras, and more importantly, there are also

There are many excellent martial arts in Buddhism, including Lingyan Temple's unique secret book, the Moro Magic Kung Fu, which is known as the first martial arts in Buddhism.

The Sutra Pavilion is a forbidden area of ​​Lingyan Temple, and the person responsible for guarding the Sutra Pavilion is the eminent monk of the Lingyan Temple Guardian Court.

The head of the guardian court is Zen Master Fuchen, one of the top masters of Lingyan Temple, who is the junior disciple of Master Futi. There are thirty-eight martial arts monks from Lingyan Temple under him, who are responsible for guarding the Sutra Pavilion.

Unfortunately, Zen Master Fuchen has not been in the temple for the past six months, but has been traveling outside. If he had been there, nothing would have happened to the Sutra Pavilion.

Just when Zen Master Jian Xiang rushed to the Sutra Pavilion with a group of monks, he found that the place was in chaos. A few monks were carrying buckets to put out the fire. However, there were not many monks near the Sutra Pavilion, so there were not many monks near the Sutra Pavilion.

To no avail.

"Quick, go put out the fire right away!" Zen Master Jian Xiang asked people to put out the fire, while he personally picked up three huge buckets and ran to the well.

After struggling for more than an hour, the fire was finally stopped. The attentive Zen Master Jian Xiang found some arrow branches on the ground. There was no doubt that the group of people outside were causing trouble.

When Jian Xiang led the people back to the front in disgrace, he found that except Master Futi and a few monks, there was no one else there.

"Has the fire been put out?" Master Futi asked calmly.

“It’s been put out, but I haven’t gone in to see it yet!”

"Are any of the disciples injured?"

"There are some, but the injuries are not serious."

"That's good."

"Master, where are those people?"

"Gone."

"Leaving?"

"As soon as you left, they left too."

"Can......"

"They said they would come again in a few days," Master Futi continued.

"Master! Who are they?" Zen Master Jian Xiang said angrily.

"What do you think?"

"Disciple is stupid."

"Have someone repair the gate and put out the fire here. I'll go back first and leave this place to you."

"Master, please go back and rest quickly. You don't have to worry about it here."

Two hours later, Jian Xiang arrived at Master Futi's meditation room.

At this moment, Master Futi was sitting cross-legged and murmuring something.

"Is the loss big?"

"Master, the loss is not big. Most of the various scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion are intact. Only a few hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures have been lost. The martial arts secret books and the handwritten notes of eminent monks from past generations are all intact."

After hearing this, Master Futi slowly opened his eyes, and there was a sense of relief in his eyes.

"Sit down."

"Thank you, Master."

"Who do you think those people were?"

"Master, my disciple just took some people to clean it carefully and found that there are thousands of arrows!"

"What does this mean?"

"Master, someone who can take out so many arrows casually is definitely not an ordinary person in the martial arts world. There is only one person in the martial arts world who has this ability."

"who?"

"Master, you know it well, so why bother asking your disciples?" Zen Master Jian Xiang replied.

Master Futi smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"In this matter, I am afraid that he came to take revenge because we rejected his invitation. Chi Zhongtiangui is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he also has status in the court. It is not difficult to get so many arrows easily."

"Other sects are also fine. Jin Chi from Yanyuntang is richer than him."

"But Jin Chi and we have never had any grudges and have almost never interacted with each other. He has no reason to come here to trouble us. After thinking about it, only Chi Zhongtian has this motive."
Chapter completed!