Su Peng and others walked up the mountain path of Dakong Temple.

The six of them were all martial arts people, and their speed was not slow. Soon, they arrived at the mountain gate of Dakong Temple.

Dakong Temple is a typical mountain temple. In the middle of the Futu Mountain, a mountain gate is set up. There are three mountain gates, namely "Chongmen", "Wuxiangmen", and "Wuzuomen". Then it leads directly to the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain and enters the Main Hall.

The place where Su Peng and others came was the first mountain gate, "Huangmen", located on the hillside. Here, Su Peng saw the first wave of "weeting" him in Dakong Temple.

Shi Weixin, a core disciple of Dakong Temple, stood here, but a group of monks who knew guests.

"Shi Weixin!"

When Su Peng saw Shi Weixin, he shouted his name loudly.

"Master Su, you are here, I thought you might not dare to come."

Shi Weixin looked at Su Peng and said to him.

"Didn't you Buddhists say that you are fearless, diligent and brave? You Dakong Temple may not be as strong as the dragon pond and tiger den, why don't I come?"

Su Peng looked at Shi Weixin and said coldly.

"Amitabha, donor Su doesn't have to show off his verbal skills. After entering the Main Hall, you can still laugh like this, just laugh again."

Shi Weixin said, and as he said, he looked at Su Peng and said, "I am here just to express my admiration for your Zixiamen who really dares to come to Dakong Temple. But it is just a little admiration. There will be no missing things that should be passed."

"Since you are here, I'm not afraid of you. Shi Weixin, you can lead the way!"

Su Peng said to Shi Weixin.

Shi Weixin glanced at Su Peng, but didn't say anything. He turned around and led Su Peng and others to continue walking up the mountain.

Not long after, Su Peng and others arrived at the second mountain, "Wuxiangmen".

In Wuxiangmen, there is a monk Su Peng knew waiting here.

"Shi Daoxin?"

Su Peng looked at the monk and frowned slightly.

Shi Daoxin, a little saint monk from Dakong Temple, stood there, put his hands together and said to Su Peng: "I think Junior Brother Weixin has already told Master Su. We are waiting here to express our admiration for your Zixia Sect's courage, but in Dakong Temple, we may not show mercy."

"Show mercy? Have you ever been merciful?"

When Su Peng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said to Shi Daoxin.

"Amitabha."

Shi Daoxin recited the Buddha's name in his mouth, but stopped talking.

Su Peng ignored him, just shouted "Leading the way forward" and continued to go up the mountain.

And at the third mountain gate, "Wuzuomen". Su Peng saw an old monk who had a connection at night without any surprise.

But this old monk has a terrifying image.

The old monk was wearing a red cassock, only revealing the part of the cassock. Half of his body was completely like a dead tree bark or a mummy, completely cutting off his vitality, while the other half of his body and face were extremely rosy.

"Monkey Xuwen? You have become like this?"

When Su Peng saw this old monk, he immediately recognized him. This man was Xuwen, led by four old monks from Dakong Temple who had fought with him outside the Exiled Immortal Villa.

"Amitabha, Master Su, you still recognize me as an old monk... Do you know that I am now completely thanks to you. Your moves cut off half of my body's vitality, and the three junior brothers with me. One of them had completely necroticated his body with his left hand, and the other had also necroticated his legs... Only I, because his skills are still behind him. After returning to Dakong Temple, he directly comprehended the unique skill "Kurong Zen" and lived to this day. The old monk was able to achieve this day all thanks to Master Su."

Although the tone of monk Xuwen's words was plain, the content was not without resentment.

Monk Xuwen’s resentment was not only because of himself, but because of his junior brothers.

The junior brothers of monk Xuwen were all grown up with Xuwen. The monk also had feelings for him. He had been together for many years and had a very good relationship. As a result, he was killed by Su Peng and two of them were disabled. Only Xuwen himself still kept his body, but he also looked like he was not a human or a ghost. Even if he got a monk, he was still resentful.

After all, there are only dead people who have no temper.

Today, he heard that Su Peng went to Dakong Temple and was not afraid of relegating himself to his identity. He came to the third mountain gate to "welcome" Su Peng, just to see this Liangzhou priest who harmed him and his junior brother.

After monk Xuwen practiced the Killing and Wind Zen, his strength increased instead of decreasing. Today he wanted to find an opportunity to fight Su Peng again.

Now he couldn't help but want to "see" with his enemies first.

Su Peng roughly understood the thoughts of Monk Xuwen, but he didn't say it out loud, just nodded and said, "Let's lead the way."

Monk Xuwen glanced at Su Peng, and said nothing more. He led Su Peng and others to climb up the mountain with Shi Weixin, Shi Daoxin.

After the "Wuzuomen", it is the real building group of Dakong Temple, and the first place is the Main Hall.

The original deity worshipped in Dakong Temple is the Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha, the highest saint in this world.

This Buddha statue is in the Main Hall.

As the number one holy place in Buddhism and the number one sect in the martial arts world, Dakong Temple is naturally indispensable. The entire Main Hall covers an area of ​​more than 300,000 square meters, and is more than enough to accommodate 300,000 to 40,000 people.

This seems to be very vast. In fact, Dakong Temple is the leader of Buddhist and Taoist Buddhism in the world and the leader of the martial arts sects in the world. On weekdays, there are many Buddhist and Taoist monks, pilgrims, or people in the martial arts sects.

There are 25,000 monks in Dakong Temple. In addition to the tragic monks in Dakong Temple, everyone practices martial arts. The Great Hall can also be used as a place to practice martial arts at irregular intervals, so naturally it needs to be more extensive.

At this time, more than 8,000 people had gathered in the Main Hall, which is the main hall.

In the Great Hall, more than 50 famous sect figures from all over the world brought their disciples to come.

This time, the Dakong Temple was extremely popular. If the martial arts sects in the world did not participate in this grand event, it would feel a bit out of date. Therefore, the heads of each sect attached great importance to it. The personnel from each sect were generally the same, with four to ten sacred elders, more than a dozen elders, dozens of core disciples and potential disciples, and the total number was about one hundred for each sect.

There were more than fifty sects, only about 5,000 people. In fact, some sects have not arrived yet. However, this grand event was invited not only to the world's sects, but also to the world's famous swordsman and rangers. There were only a few hundred people, nearly two thousand people. In addition to the monks in Dakong Temple itself, the number was almost over 10,000.

It can be said that the essence of the martial arts world in China is here.

This is not the first time that such a grand event was held in the history of Dakong Temple. Although there are many people, the arrangements are still organized, but there are more than 10,000 people, endless. After Su Peng and others entered the Main Hall, they only felt like they were entering a crowd of people.

Gu Ming, the blue-faced ghost who was with Su Peng, suddenly became a little furious.

Not everyone can withstand the gaze of thousands of people, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of people here.

Think about it, all these ten thousand people may be their enemies, but there are only six people on their side. Even if these ten thousand people wash their necks and wait for you to kill, you will be ruthless...

That psychological feeling of strength gap is really scary.

However, Su Peng and Dugu Sheng seemed to have no idea at all. The two of them still walked forward at their own pace with their heads raised their chests.

Suddenly, a path was divided among the ten thousand people, allowing Su Peng and others to walk inside.

I was a little scared, and I took a step slower. Looking at the backs of Su Peng and Dugu Sheng, I couldn't help but think of a sentence in my heart...
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