bookbashuk Chapter 407 Xuanci vomited blood again
Chapter 407 Xuanci vomited blood again
Chapter 407 Xuanci vomited blood again
In the abbot's courtyard.
At this time, only two brothers, Xuanci and Xuannan, were here.
"Brother, who do you think the thieves who broke into Shaolin at night could be?" Xuannan asked.
Xuanci shook his head and said: "I don't know, but he must be a master. Otherwise, Patriarch Bodhidharma would not be alarmed, nor would the Patriarch be allowed to emit golden light as a warning."
Hearing this, Xuannan's face darkened, and he said with some concern: "Uncle, can they suppress that thief?"
Xuanci said with a smile on his face: "It must be possible."
"Uncle the sweeping monk and uncle the wine-fighting monk are both masters at the pinnacle of the land, and the other masters are also land gods."
"A total of more than ten land masters attack together, no matter who they are, they can't stop them."
"Even if a semi-immortal master comes, half of his life will be lost."
Xuanci said with a confident look on his face.
Hearing what he said, the worry on Xuannan's face faded away, and he agreed: "Senior brother, with the combined efforts of more than ten land masters, no matter who the thief is, he will only be suppressed."
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On the other side, twelve masters including the sweeping monk acted separately and quickly searched for traces of Su Qingxuan in Shaolin.
As soon as any abnormality is discovered, a warning will be issued immediately, and others will arrive in the shortest possible time and work together to suppress Su Qingxuan.
Half an hour later, the sweeping monk and others gathered again near Talin, where Su Qingxuan had escaped.
The sweeping monk said quietly: "I didn't find it."
The wine-fighting monk also said: "I didn't find it either."
The rest of the people also spoke one after another, but no trace of Su Qingxuan was found.
For a moment, everyone's expressions darkened.
Is it possible that the man really escaped?
How is this possible? Even the half-immortal masters cannot easily break through the mountain-protecting formation, so how can that person escape?
Or is there something wrong with the mountain-protecting formation?
With this thought flashing through their minds, everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky. The translucent shield was still running without any abnormalities.
There was no problem with the mountain-protecting formation, so how did he escape?
For a moment, everyone felt a layer of gloom in their hearts. This incident was too unbelievable.
After a while, the sweeping monk said: "Since he has escaped, we can only give up the search now and slowly explore his identity later."
Everyone was silent and nodded silently.
The wine-fighting monk said: "I just found three corpses during my exploration. Two of them had their essence and blood drained, and the other one was decapitated."
After hearing this, the others looked at the wine-fighting monk, and a bad thought flashed through their minds.
The three people who died were all top Shaolin officials.
If it were an ordinary person, there would be no need for Doujiu Monk to mention this matter.
Sure enough, the next second I heard Doujiu Monk say: "It's Sandu."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts sank.
Sandu also suffered a murderous attack, and together with the disabled monk who died here, Shaolin lost four land gods tonight.
Even if Shaolin has great wealth and thousands of years of foundation, losing four land gods overnight is a huge loss that is unbearable.
What's more, Sandu and Monk Baocan are not just ordinary land gods.
Sandu's teaming up is almost the best combination under the top of the land. Baocan is also born in Hua Wu Lao Monk. Together with Hua Wu Lao, they are almost comparable to a land peak.
Now that he has died with his body crippled, and the combination of the five elders in his arms has been destroyed, it is equivalent to invisibly losing a master at the pinnacle of land.
Everyone present could not help but feel a twinge of pain in their hearts.
The loss tonight is too great, and for Shaolin, it can be regarded as a traumatic event.
Even the two peaks of the continent, the Sweeping Monk and the Drinking Monk, were still twitching in their hearts.
Even before we could figure out the identity of the enemy, there had already been such a huge loss. Shaolin lost both face and dignity tonight.
The atmosphere instantly became oppressive, and everyone was silent, unable to say a word.
After a long time, the sweeping monk sighed and said, "Bury Sandu and Baocan properly."
After that, he turned around and headed towards the abbot's courtyard.
Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin, and he must be informed of what happened tonight.
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In the abbot's courtyard.
When Xuanci and Xuannan saw the sweeping monk arriving, they both had a smile on their faces.
Xuanci quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Uncle Master, the thieves have been suppressed. Who is he?"
The sweeping monk was silent, his face as dark as water dripping from his face.
Xuanci looked at the gloomy face of the sweeping monk, and suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
He asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle, something is wrong..."?
The sweeping monk sighed and replied: "Sandu and Baocan were poisoned and killed by the thief."
Hearing this, Xuanci felt his eyes darken and his body started to sway.
Behind him, Xuannan hurriedly stepped forward and supported Xuanci's arm so that he didn't fall to the ground.
Sandu and Baocan were killed, which was definitely an unbearable and huge loss for Shaolin.
Even with a thousand years of foundation, the number of land gods Shaolin had accumulated was only a dozen or less, less than twenty. Now, four of them were lost overnight, and Xuanci felt a roar in his head.
In addition, Uncle Lingxin, who suffered a backlash and fell, two Uncles, Lingming and Linghui, who went to strangle Wudang but failed but were killed, and Uncle Lingchen, who went to Bei Xing to seek immortality but failed.
In only about a month, Shaolin's land masters had already lost eight of them.
Looking at all the abbots of Shaolin in the past, Xuanci is the only one who suffered such great losses during his reign.
After a hundred years, how can he still have the face to meet the ancestors of Shaolin?
Xuan Nan, who was supporting him, also felt waves of horror in his heart.
Losing four land gods at a special moment like the upcoming Heroes Conference was a huge blow to Shaolin.
Even if the Heroes Conference is held perfectly and Shaolin's prestige rises to another level, it will still be difficult to make up for tonight's loss.
After a long while, Xuanci finally calmed down his restless mind, pushed Xuannan away, forced a smile, and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, uncle, if you take action and kill the thief, it can be considered as a blessing for Uncle Sandu and his family." I took revenge on my crippled master uncle."
However, the sweeping monk still shook his head and said in a serious tone: "We failed to kill the thief and let him run away."
Xuanci froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"I hate..." Xuanci looked up to the sky and shouted, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and then he fell heavily to the ground and fell unconscious.