My Clones Cultivated Low Grade Martial Arts Until They Became Immortal Martial Arts

216 The true martial temple of true martial mountain! Breaking the secret letter!_“The sky is getting dark, please come again another day.” In the evening, the true martial temple closed its doors as usual, and the tourists left the mountain one by one.

“Benefactor, please wait a moment.” Su Jie was about to leave as well, but a middle-aged monk walked over.

“May I ask what is the matter, master?” Su Jie looked at the middle-aged monk in confusion.

The middle-aged monk put his palms together and said, ” this poor monk is doing good. These days, you have come to our Zhenwu Temple to offer incense and pray to Buddha. You are very devout. It is late now. Why don’t you rest in our temple for the night? ”

Upon hearing this, su Jie finally understood what was going on. He found it a little funny.

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Su Jie had been coming to the true martial temple every day for the past five days. Moreover, he did not look like he was worshipping Buddha. He also often paid attention to some forbidden places in the true martial temple that were off-limits to tourists. It was obvious that he did not come to worship Buddha. Therefore, they suspected that su Jie had some other purpose.

If it were other sects, they would most likely question su Jie when they saw him like this.

The true martial temple was a Buddhist sect. Even if su Jie had other motives, he had not done anything out of line. It was not easy for them to deal with him. They could not possibly refuse this tourist to enter the temple.

Since su Jie came every day, it would be better to let him stay in the true martial temple for the night and send someone to secretly keep an eye on him to see what his purpose was.

“Then I’ll have to trouble you.” Su Jie understood the other party’s intention of letting him stay the night, but he did not stand on ceremony and agreed immediately. He was only curious as to why true martial temple would attract the attention of the monsters.

“Benefactor, this way please.” Under the instructions of the middle-aged monk, a monk brought su Jie to the guest room to rest.

On the surface, the true martial temple didn’t allow its guests to stay, but that was only for ordinary guests. If there were too many people staying, the true martial temple wouldn’t be able to accommodate so many people. Only some people with prominent status were qualified to stay.

“Let’s practice.”

In a quiet guest room, su Jie could sense that there were monks patrolling quietly from time to time and paying attention to su Jie’s movements. Su Jie shook his head and ignored them. He cultivated his internal energy for a while.

Su Jie was a guest in the true martial temple. Three days had passed and he did not find anything unusual.

“Forget it. I’ll go back tomorrow.”

On the night three days later, su Jie did not have the intention to continue wasting his time in the true martial temple. Perhaps the letter had only mentioned the true martial temple casually.

It was late at night, and the true martial temple became quiet. There were monks patrolling the temple.

At this moment, outside the true martial temple, there were more than 1000 black-clothed people.

A group of men in Black came from the foot of the mountain under the cover of the night. They did not make any sound and were silent. Their skills were quite extraordinary!

A majestic Man in Black, even though his face was covered, his messy hair was as flamboyant as a lion’s. He gave a look to the two people on his left and right.

“Swish Swish!”

The two of them nodded in understanding. They leaped and exerted force on the tall courtyard walls of the temple. In one or two leaps, they climbed over the nearly twenty feet high courtyard wall, revealing their extraordinary Qinggong, and entered the temple.

“You guys …”

A monk carrying a lantern was startled by the Man in Black who suddenly climbed over the wall. He let out a cry of surprise and was about to call for help when one of the masked Men in Black flashed. Under the bright sword light, the monk’s head was cut off from his neck, flying high and falling to the ground.

“Branch!”

Then, the two men in Black quickly opened the door of the temple.

“Go! Let’s Make A Scene tonight!”

The leader, a man with messy hair and a black cloth covering his face, grinned and led a group of black-clothed men into the temple like a tide!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The deafening sound of the bell resounded through the entire true martial temple, causing the originally silent true martial temple to be in an uproar, as if it was foreshadowing the arrival of a bloody chaos!