How many floors does a bag of rice have to bear (feel the pain)...

A bag of rice has to endure the second floor (think about the pain)...

A bag of rice is so tiring (accept the pain)...

A bag of rice is very tiring (understand the pain)...

There is mud in my mouth (starting now)...

Who gave you a bag of rice (to make the world feel the pain)...

Yang Xin in the sky took off his disguise and controlled the sand cloud to descend to a distance where Fang Zheng and others could see his face.

At this time, Yang Xin and his group were in the sky, all dressed in black and red cloud clothing. This was only Yang Xin's strong request before the trip. Not to mention, putting on the clothes of the Akatsuki organization, everyone immediately felt domineering and incomparable, even

I feel like my group has an invincible power!

Yang Xin suddenly took a step forward and stood in the air. He closed his eyes and then opened them. His original eyes turned into samsara eyes. Yang Xin stretched out his hands and hugged him, as if embracing the whole sky.

"Spicy Tensen (Shinra Tensei)!"

"Boom!"

The entire Shaoshi Mountain began to shake, and then shook like an earthquake, and the remaining buildings in Shaolin were instantly shattered.

"Run!" Ren Woxing shouted loudly to Xiang Wentian, and then grabbed Ren Yingying.

As a result, Linghu Chong first grabbed Ren Yingying, and then the two of them flew into the sky.

Ren Woxing's expression changed. He glanced at Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying, who were in a state of ecstasy, and then at Yang Xin, who was unparalleled in the air. He turned his head, increased his internal strength to 120%, and ran down the mountain.

Fang Zheng was also frightened so much that his liver and gallbladder almost burst into pieces. Such an attack method and power were beyond human capabilities. Fang Zheng turned around and ran away when he saw that Woxing was allowed to do so. He originally wanted to call Taoist Chongxu to escape together, but as soon as he

In the blink of an eye, he discovered that Taoist Master Chongxu had run earlier and faster than Ren Woxing. He almost lost his breath. Then Fang Zheng quickly shouted to the Shaolin disciples and fled down the mountain.

It was not just the Shaolin disciples who were escaping. At the foot of the mountain, the Five Elements Banner group led by Lan Fenghuang and others, as well as the anti-evil swordsmanship practitioners alliance led by Lin Zhennan, and the Jin Yiwei hanging far behind everyone, also fled outside.

In just a few breaths, the huge Shaoshi Mountain was shaken like a magnitude 9 earthquake, and it was turned over. There was no trace of the Shaolin Temple ever existing. Only Fang Zheng and a few other people in the Shaolin Temple escaped alive, and the rest of the disciples lost their lives.

Sent to Yang Xin's move "Shenluo Tianzheng".

After the Shaolin Mountain Gate was destroyed and there were no traces of Shaolin on Shaoshi Mountain, Yang Xin controlled the sand cloud to slowly fall and land in front of the Shaolin Fangzheng. At this time, there were only twenty or thirty people left in Shaolin, and

They were also tightly surrounded by the heroes of Wuba Gang, the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique Practitioners Alliance, the Jinyi Guards and the Xianyue Sect.

"Yang Xin, why did I destroy my mountain gate and destroy my inheritance?" Fang Zheng stared at Yang Xin who fell from the sky, and roared with piercing eyes.

"Because this place is destined for me, I came here to cross it! Look, the sky is covered with purple clouds in Shaoshi Mountain, and the splendor of Xiaguan appears in the east of me. It will be a great success in the future..." Yang Xin said lightly, as if he didn't mention it.

Keep the matter of extermination in mind.

"This Shaoshi Mountain belongs to my Buddhist sect, how could it be related to you?" Fang Zheng interrupted Yang Xin's serious nonsense and shouted angrily. At this time, the mountain sect has been destroyed, the inheritance has been cut off, and there are only a few masters left in the sect. Fang Zheng can only

Based on the dispute of words, I hope that Yang Xin can preserve some of Shaolin's incense and pass it on.

"Does it belong to your Buddhist sect?" Yang Xin sneered disdainfully and said, "The Shaolin Temple was founded in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Tuoba Hong, settled the Indian monk Batuo who came to the dynasty to teach Theravada Buddhism.

It was built by imperial decree at the northern foot of Shaoshi Mountain in Songshan Mountain, facing Luoyang. Am I right?"

"What the real person said is absolutely true." Fang Zheng let out a long sigh of relief. Since Yang Xin can talk to him calmly, it means that Yang Xin can still be reasonable. Since Yang Xin is reasonable, Fang Zheng is at peace in his heart, because when it comes to reasoning,

Buddhism is good at it, because Fang Zheng has never lost in being reasonable.

"What about before that?" Yang Xin suddenly said.

"Before this? What do you mean?" Fang Zheng was stunned and had a vague premonition.

"I mean, before the Indian monk Batuo founded Shaolin in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty, who owned Shaoshi Mountain?" Yang Xin said with a teasing smile.

"This..." Fang Zheng stared, how to answer, there was no Shaolin Temple before that, Fang Zheng opened his mouth, and it took a long time to spit out a sentence: "What kind of wisdom does a real person have?"

"The Xia, Shang and Western Zhou Dynasties were not divided into two periods, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which unified the Qin and Han Dynasties, divided into three parts, Wei, Shu and Wu. The two Jin Dynasties extended before and after, and the Southern and Northern Dynasties stood side by side... Shaolin was built in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Can we say that?

"Before this, when there was no Shaolin Temple in Shaoshi Mountain, Shaoshi Mountain should have belonged to Jin?" Yang Xin said.

Fang Zheng opened his mouth and could only say yes.

"Everything in the world is the land of the king, and the coast of Guigui is the king's subject. In other words, since ancient times, Shaoshi Mountain has been the territory of China and an indivisible part of China. To be more specific, Shaoshi Mountain has been owned by all emperors since ancient times.

, am I right?"

Fang Zheng was speechless and could only nod his head again.

Yang Xin reached out and drew his hand in the air, and an imperial edict appeared in Yang Xin's hand. Yang Xin waved his hand and threw the edict to Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng quickly opened it and saw that the edict clearly stated that Shaoshi Mountain and the fields that originally belonged to Shaolin

They were all assigned to the Xianyue Sect, and the imperial edict was stamped with the seal of the Human Emperor, which couldn't be more true.

Fang Zheng held the imperial edict in his hand and felt that it was heavier than anything. Fang Zheng was covered in cold sweat and wanted to tear the edict into pieces. Not to mention that destroying the edict was the same as rebellion. Just saying that Yang Xin could get a copy of the edict would be a big deal.

Being able to obtain two copies of the imperial edict and tearing up the imperial edict would eliminate the opportunity for equal dialogue that Fang Zheng had so hard to create.

Just as Fang Zheng's head was spinning, Yang Xin's next words extinguished the luck in Fang Zheng's heart.

"Destroying you has nothing to do with you!"

Fang Zhengzheng felt a thunder explode in his mind. Fang Zheng staggered a few steps, his face turned pale, and he sat down on the ground. Yang Xin reached out to guide the holy finger in his hand, and slowly flew into Yang Xin's hand, and handed it to him.

Come to Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun was stunned and quickly put the imperial edict away.

"Do you really want to kill them all?" Fang Zheng roared like a wild beast that was dying frequently.

"Forget it, I'll give you a chance. Whether Shaolin can survive depends on God's will."

"What is God's will?" Fang Zheng said eagerly, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Contest! Win two out of three games. If you win, you can take your disciples down the mountain and go to Putian Shaolin Temple to continue the inheritance. If you fail, you can accompany this Buddhist ancestral court and be buried here. Don't worry, I won't do it with great dignity.

Bullying the younger ones.”
Chapter completed!