"If you can take my three moves, your grudges will be settled from now on." With the sword in hand, the killing Taoist man became more powerful.

Chu Lingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly stretched out a finger, and said with a sneer: "Three moves? There are too many, let's just one move!"

"Can!"

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Taoist. After a word was returned, the sword in his hand made another rapid buzzing sound, and the sword intent rose up.

The next second, the length in his hand seemed to turn into lightning, piercing through layers of space, and stabbed Chu Lingyun's heart with an invincible force.

Fast, a speed that is fast to the extreme.

Even Chu Lingyun had to be shocked by his speed.

"But, it's not enough!"

A chill appeared at the corner of Chu Lingyun's mouth, and his iron fist hit the tip of the oncoming sword like a flying catkin.

"KaKaKa..."

After a crisp metal sound, the Taoist killing sword and hands instantly turned into a ball of blood mist floating in the air.

"Um!"

The Taoist of Killing covered his right arm, looked a few steps in his hind legs, widened his eyes and looked at Chu Lingyun, and said in a trembling voice:

"You...how can you be so strong? How can you burst out with 8-star power in the extreme realm? Even if you are a peerless genius, you can't!"

Chu Lingyun carried his hands on his back, looked at the Taoist killing with a contemptuous look, and said word by word: "The world of genius, you, don't, understand!"

A sinister look flashed through the eyes of the Taoist Taoist, and then he looked depressed and nodded weakly: "Okay, I lost, and from now on, my grudges with you will be written off."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

But the moment he turned around, his eyes were full of ferocious expressions.

"Did I let you go?"

At this time, Chu Lingyun's face darkened and he spoke coldly.

Hearing this, the Taoist Shasheng felt cold in his heart, turned around and stared at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

Chu Lingyun suddenly laughed: "Since you came to kill me on your own initiative, then I should give you a punch, right?"

The Taoist of Killing Frowns: "Do you want to kill me?"

Chu Lingyun sneered and nodded: "You are right, you can die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist of Killing saw a flash in front of him, and Chu Lingyun's figure had already appeared in front of him.

"No, don't kill..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"snort!"

Chu Lingyun smiled coldly and did not go over to see him, but turned around and walked towards Shaolin Temple.

At this moment, blood was constantly overflowing from the mouth of the Taoist Taoist, trying to get up from the ground, but after just moving slightly, a crackling sound broke out in the whole body.

Countless blood came out of his mouth, nostrils, eyes and ears.

His unwilling and resentful eyes widened. After his body twitched twice, he calmed down and had no rest.

After entering Shaolin Temple, Chu Lingyun came straight to the Main Hall.

At this time, the abbot Yongshan, the head of the Bodhidharma Courtyard Yongning, the head of the Luohan Hall Yongzhen, the head of the Prajna Hall, and the heads of the main courtyards of the Medicine King Hall stood outside the Great Hall with a stern face without moving.

Chu Lingyun raised his eyelids and said lightly: "I'm here. Can I enter the Sutra Pavilion for a look now?"

Yongshan's long brows moved slightly, and an extremely complex look flashed in his eyes.

As a major area among the Shaolin important areas, the Sutra Library has never entered the past few decades since the warlords.

But now, someone who killed them Shaolin genius must be allowed to enter.

They felt very frustrated and filled with anger.

Unfortunately, they couldn't refuse.

Seeing that they didn't say a word, Chu Lingyun glanced at Yongshan in a very plain manner and said, "Don't you talk? Are you not planning to fulfill the gambling agreement?"

Yongshan's eyes twitched a few times, then he bowed and said, "Amitabha, monks do not lie! We Shaolin people keep our word!"

After saying that, he nodded slightly at Yongning and said, "Junior brother, take this donor to the Sutra Pavilion!"

"Yes, abbot!" Yongning responded and said respectfully to Chu Lingyun: "Master Chu, please come with me."

Seeing this, Chu Lingyun grinned slightly, followed Yongning and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

After their figures disappeared, Yongzhen turned his head to look at Yongshan and asked anxiously: "Abbot, we really let him in like this. There are the ultimate skill of our Shaolin in there!"

Yongzhi, the head of the Medicine King Palace, also uttered the Buddha's name and nodded quickly and echoed: "Abbot, I think this is inappropriate!"

Yongshan shook his head calmly and said, "Amitabha! Haven't you seen the situation outside just now? The Taoist killing was killed by him in one move. His strength has entered the extreme realm of 8 stars. Who can stop us?"

Everyone was silent when they heard this, but then Yongzhen gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't we ask the Great Elder out of seclusion?"

Yongshan shook his head and directly denied the proposal.

"Chu Lingyun is not only talented and extraordinary, but also has an official identity. We have lost. If we really do that, we are afraid that our Shaolin reputation will be completely over."

As he said this, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Chu Lingyun wants to enter the Sutra Pavilion, but he just wants to observe the exercises. The more advanced the exercises, the more he needs to cooperate with the corresponding Buddhist teachings to practice. If he practices forcibly, he will sooner or later become possessed. So we will wait to watch the show."

When everyone heard this, they were slightly stunned. Then everyone exchanged their eyes and saw a hint of understanding in each other's eyes, so they said in unison:

"Amitabha, Senior Brother is right."

And at this moment, Chu Lingyun had already arrived at the foot of the Sutra Library with Yongning.

"This is the Sutra Library of our temple. Please, Mr. Chu!"

Yongning said to Chu Lingyun with a polite tone.

Chu Lingyun just smiled slightly at Yongning's tone, and then stepped on his legs and walked away from the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin.

Three days later, Ye Meiqing, Shangguan Youyou, Luo Qingyin, Dugu Rouran and Qian Siqi all gathered outside the gate of Shaolin Temple.

At this moment, outside the Sutra Pavilion, Yongshan and others looked at the Sutra Pavilion with frowns.

It has been almost three days since Chu Lingyun entered, and he has not come out again since he entered.

He could still feel his breath on the first day, but his breath gradually weakened from the second day. Until yesterday afternoon, they could no longer feel any of Chu Lingyun's breath.
Chapter completed!