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At the same time, billowing dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky.

Crash, clatter...

In just a moment, the sky, which was still bright and sunny, suddenly began to rain cats and dogs.

And the rainwater that fell was not ordinary rainwater, but red rainwater like blood!

At the same time as the heavy rain fell, the statue of the great emperor of the mountains and rivers suddenly began to chant in a low voice.

"The situation in the world came out of my generation, and once I entered the Rivers and Lakes, I was reminded of the years. In the chatting and laughing of Huangtu Baye, I can't live a drunk life!"

"Raising a sword and straddling the ghost rain, the bones are like a mountain bird flying away. The world is like a tide, and people are like water. How many people are there in Rivers and Lakes?"

The voice grew from small to loud, getting louder and louder.

It was just a low moan at first, but later it turned into a sound like rolling thunder.

There were countless smiles and sadness in this voice, which made it hard to believe that Li Juetian, who has always been domineering, is even more famous for his domineering Jiangshan Ruhuaquan. His last move, which is also the most powerful move, has such a sad mood.

And the blood-like rain that fell from the sky perfectly fit the meaning of the desolate Xiao Se of this style of martial arts.

Under the washing of the sound and the rain, the golden light of the Buddha Kingdom on the surrounding ground seemed to be dimmed.

Even those pilgrims and some Shaolin disciples with low strength couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes. He even had doubts about his long-standing beliefs.

"What's wrong with me? How could I cry involuntarily?"

"The world is like tides and people are like water. I only sigh how many people come back to Rivers and Lakes? This Rivers and Lakes is really not so easy to break through. I think I should return to the vulgar and go down the mountain!"

"Treasure what is in front of you. Buddhism cultivates the afterlife. Who can tell clearly about the afterlife?"

...

All of a sudden, many pilgrims who went up the mountain to worship went down the mountain one after another. At the same time, those Shaolin disciples with insufficient Cultivation Base also had the idea of ​​returning to the secular life and going home.

The heaven and the earth are mourning together, and the whole world seems to be filled with a sense of sadness.

The ten-thousand-year-old temple in front of me is completely submerged in this artistic conception.

But at this moment, Li Juetian's Great Emperor figure suddenly took three steps forward.

In the first step, the Buddha kingdom on the ground disappeared, and the phantoms of gods and Buddhas in the sky disappeared.

In the second step, Shaoshi Mountain collapsed, and a huge gap opened between the front mountain and the back mountain. The crack spread from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, directly dividing the originally complete Shaoshi Mountain into two. It's like being torn apart from the middle abruptly by the gods.

Those Shaolin chiefs who joined hands to set up the Arhat formation even vomited blood one by one, and fell to the ground directly.

Step out in the third step, and punch out at the same time. The world is small, and the surroundings are silent.

In the whole world, it seems that there is only this statue of the Great Emperor left, and only this fist is left.

Under this punch, the world and space were distorted, and the sun, moon and stars were all eclipsed by it!

boom!

After a loud noise, the Tathagata Dharma and the Great Emperor Dharma in the sky disappeared at the same time.

Li Juetian stood with his hands behind his back, with an air of supremacy: "Old monk, between us, who will win?"

Xuan Ci let out a long sigh and said, "Benefactor Li's miraculous skills are astonishing, I'm afraid he's almost reached that step. I'm ashamed of myself!"

Li Juetian laughed loudly: "Old monk, your ability is still very powerful. If you hadn't been distracted to protect Shaolin Mountain Gate and this group of monks, it would not be easy for me to defeat you."

After finishing speaking, Li Juetian's figure gradually became distorted and dim, and disappeared on Shaoshi Mountain like a gust of wind.

If it wasn't for the Shaoshi Mountain that was divided into two at the foot, there would be a dozen or so Shaolin leaders who collapsed to the ground around them. Everyone even suspected that Li Juetian had never appeared on Shaoshi Mountain.

"Amitābha! Li Juetian, is he really going to get there?"

Suddenly, without anyone noticing, an old monk in gray robe suddenly appeared in the plain.

The old monk had white eyebrows and a white beard, and his skin was as wrinkled as chicken skin. He looked like an ordinary little old man.

But as soon as he appeared, even all the Shaolin monks including the abbot Xuanci bowed to the old monk.

"See Master Lingmen!"

"See Lingmen Master Uncle!"

This old monk is obviously a monk of the Lingzi generation, a generation higher than the abbot Xuanci and the masters of the Xuanzi generation including all the heads.

"Uncle Lingmen!" Abbot Xuanci nodded to Master Lingmen, "Judging from the power of that punch just now, I'm afraid Li Juetian is not far behind that step."

"'Jiangshan picturesque' Li Juetian is indeed a rare genius! In the past three hundred years, only the one from the famous sword villa has finally come to that step. Unexpectedly, I waited for the old man, but he walked in the footsteps of the young man. behind." The master of Lingmen sighed.

As the Martial Forest senior of the previous generation, Li Juetian and Xuanci, the big figures in the eyes of the world, are just junior young people in his eyes.

Although he stays in the Closed Door Training in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion all year round, he can clearly know what happened outside the mountain gate with his Cultivation Base.

"Xuanci, seal the mountain!" Master Lingmen said to Abbot Xuanci expressionlessly, "You also take advantage of the opportunity of closing the mountain to put down the mundane affairs of the temple and study the Martial Dao comprehension diligently. My old bone is No way, among the disciples of the Xuan family back then, except for that boy Xuan Xin, your Talent has the highest understanding. It’s a pity that the temple’s vulgar affairs are entangled, so your Cultivation Base will stop at the door of that step after all. Let go of the vulgar service, maybe you also have the opportunity to step into the door."

After Master Lingmen finished speaking, regardless of Abbot Xuanci's answer or not, his figure disappeared directly in place.

Although Master Lingmen does not hold any position in the temple, he has a high status and is one of the few surviving monks of the Lingzi generation.

What he said, even Abbot Xuanci had to weigh it carefully.

After a long time, Abbot Xuanci let out a long sigh and said: "Shaolin disciples obey the order. Starting from today, my Shaolin Temple will close the mountain for one year. All Shaolin disciples are not allowed to step out of the mountain gate within this year, and those who violate it will be handed over to the Discipline Academy for conviction!"

"I declare to the world that my Shaolin Academy has nothing to do with lay disciples. If anyone dares to use the banner of my Shaolin to cause trouble on Rivers and Lakes in the future, all Practitioners in the world will punish them!"

"From today onwards, Shaolin will increase the House of Miscellaneous Workers. Anyone who fails to pass the assessment of the Main Court at the end of the ten-year period will enter the Yuan of Miscellaneous Workers and take the position of monk. Abolish all the martial arts learned in the monastery!"

Abbot Xuanci issued three orders in a row before leaving with a sigh.