"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided."

Seeing that the three of Wuyazi were walking towards him with a smile, Lu Wuchen prayed in his mouth, and then stiffened his head and walked forward quickly to salute the three respectfully.

"Oh, Xiao Luzi, it's really you! Grandma just thought that she was old and dizzy, and she had seen the wrong person. For Lu Wuchen's salute, the Tianshan Tong beside Wuyazi turned a blind eye, and said with a smile, the coldness in his tone made Lu Wuchen tremble.

Lu Wuchen stiffened his head, made a fussy smile, and said with a wry smile: "Grandma, don't make fun of you when you are old, Xiao Lu Zi knows that he is wrong!" Your boss has a lot of them, so spare me. ”

Looking at Lu Wuchen's embarrassed face, Wuyazi and Li Qiushui on the side couldn't help laughing, and then Wuyazi twisted his beard and smiled: "Senior sister, don't joke with Lu Xiaozi, you see that his face is so frightened that his face is white." ”

For the words of the junior brother Wuyazi, Tianshan Tong's grandmother will never object, and said coquettishly: "Listen to you, junior brother." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Lu Wuchen and said, "Xiao Luzi, I'll let you go this time." If there is a next time, grandma will not let you go so easily. ”

"No, no." Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Lu Wuchen nodded in response, and then started talking with the three of them.

After some conversation, Lu Wuchen also knew what happened after he disappeared. It turned out that after Lu Wuchen left the Vulture Palace, the three of Wuyazi also went down the mountain and went to Mantuo Villa to find Li Qingluo's mother and daughter. Maybe it was arranged by God, after they arrived at Mantuo Villa, they found that Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu had already returned, and Duan Yu, this kid, was also there, of course, he was cheeky and followed.

When the three of them identified themselves to Mrs. Wang, and then staged a family reunion play, Wang Yuyan was also very surprised, she didn't expect her grandparents to be alive, for Wang Yuyan's granddaughter, the three of them liked it very much. As for Murong Fu, maybe it was Lu Wuchen's success in "sowing discord", maybe he didn't want his granddaughter's happiness to be mixed with colors, how did the three of them think of him and how unpleasant it was, they gave Murong Fu a choice at the moment, and Restoration Jiangshan and Wang Yuyan could only choose one of them.

For the difficulties of the three of Wuyazi, Murong Fu was very unhappy in his heart, but he was helpless, the elders were the great truth, he understood it, not to mention that these three elders were still peerless masters, and he couldn't afford to have other ideas. After thinking for a while, Murong Fu closed his eyes and gave his own answer, and this answer made Wang Yuyan heartbroken, because the cousin she had always loved chose Jiangshan!

The so-called, a few families are happy and a few are sad, compared to Murong Fu's frustration, Duan Yu can be described as proud. Regarding Wang Yuyan's heartbreak, Duan Yuke really cared for him, and coupled with the trial of the three of Wuyazi, he finally hugged the beauty, which made him happy for several days and couldn't find the north.

After a while, Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, walked out of the mountain gate with all the brothers and sisters, looked at the heroes of the rivers and lakes under the mountain, folded his hands, said a Buddha number, and said loudly: "Amitabha, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes gathered in Shaomu Mountain, and the old man is polite." ”

"The master is gracious!" For the abbot of Xuanci, everyone also returned the salute one by one.

Just when the abbot of Xuanci was greeting everyone, Gu Mozhi folded his hands, said a Buddha number, and stepped forward, which made Lu Wuchen on the side feel that this Gu Mozhi was going to do something again, and sure enough, he only heard that Gu Mozhi stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, the little monk has heard that Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts are famous, and his heart is very envious, but I don't know how many senior monks of Shaolin Temple will be these seventy-two stunts?" ”

"Amitabha, the old man is ashamed, the seventy-two stunts of this school are broad and profound, except for the ancestor of Bodhidharma, no one can learn all the seventy-two stunts." Xuan Ci clasped his palms together and said lightly: "It's just that I heard the meaning of the national teacher, it seems that someone is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of this sect, may I ask who this great hero is?" ”

"I am really ashamed of these three words." Hatomo Chi smiled slightly.

"Isn't the national teacher talking about himself?" Xuan Ci changed color.

Gu Mozhi nodded together, looked solemn, and said, "Exactly." ”

As soon as these two words came out, everyone under the Shaolin Mountain changed color, and they all thought: "This person's words are hot, as soon as this is concerned, is it crazy?" "You must know that Shaolin 72 stunts are famous, I have never heard that anyone is proficient in all of them, and the practice method of each stunt is different, when the manpower is poor, wanting to master the 72 stunts is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Before Xuan Ci could speak, Xuan Se beside him secretly sneered in his heart, without any respect on his face, and said: "The national teacher is not a member of my Shaolin faction, but he is also proficient in several kung fu such as Maha Finger, Prajna Palm, and Donkey Kong Fist in these seventy-two stunts?" ”

Gu Mozhi smiled and said, "Don't dare, please ask Master Xuansheng for advice." As soon as the words fell, the body was slightly sideways, the left palm was suddenly raised, the right fist struck out with a straight blow, a mouthful of incense under the mountain was punched, bored, jumped up, the fist did not hit the tripod and the copper tripod sounded, it was not how difficult, this punch was obviously shot forward, but the copper tripod jumped up to the gang, which shows the ingenuity of the fist.

"Donkey Kong Fist?" Hyun Sheng shouted in surprise.

Without waiting for the copper tripod to land, Gu Mozhi's legs secretly exerted force, soared up, and slapped out with a palm of his left hand, and the fierce palm force left a palm print a few points thick on the copper tripod, and the copper tripod also rotated half a circle in the air.

"Prajna palm." The Shaolin monks exclaimed in unison.

The copper tripod has been exhausted, falling rapidly, the Gu Mozhi is also head down, legs up, body down, suddenly thumbs up to the Lu down, a sharp finger force shot away, the copper tripod landing speed is three points faster, Gu Mozhi slammed three times in a row, the copper tripod fell to the ground heavily, and the sound resounded under the mountain.

"Three into hell, Maha Finger." Xuan Ci clasped his hands together and sighed.

The body fluttered on the bronze tripod, Gu Mozhi folded his hands, looked at the heroes under the mountain with a smile, and no longer spoke, and the temperament of a generation of grandmasters was undoubtedly revealed.

Looking at the solemn Gu Mozhi on the Ding, the group of heroes under the mountain were also very surprised, and there were many discussions, but they didn't expect this Tubo national teacher to be so mighty, and he was really proficient in Shaolin 72 stunts. Of course, there were only four of the heroes on the field, and they looked at Na Haruma with a strange expression.

"This monk is so shameless, he actually secretly practiced my Xiaowuxiang Gong of the Carefree Sect." Looking at the Gu Mozhi, Li Qiushui said hatefully, and Wu Yazi and Tianshan Tong Ma were also indignant, you must know that Lu Dao secretly practiced the martial arts of other sects, but it was a big taboo.

At this time, feeling the surprise in the eyes of the surrounding heroes, Gu Mozhi's heart was very proud, and after moving down from the tripod, he put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, you are smiling, you are not practicing well, and I hope you will bear with me." ”

Xuan Ci bowed together and said: "The national teacher's divine skills have opened the eyes of the little monk, admire, admire!" Then he sighed and said, "Today, the old man knows that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people in the world. Lao Ge has studied hard for decades, and in the eyes of the national teacher, he is really insufficient. Unexpectedly, since the national master of Kuma was proficient in the seventy-two stunts, it really made the old man embarrassed. ”

The monks of Shaolin Temple were all depressed, and they all understood that the abbot was forced to say this, but he thought that the Shaolin School's martial arts skills were inferior. The Shaolin school has been famous all over the world for hundreds of years, and has been the bull's ear of martial arts in the Central Plains. In this way, not only was the Shaolin Temple defeated, but also the martial artists of Middle Earth were greatly embarrassed in front of the Fanren.

For a while, all the senior monks looked miserable, and many people even beat their chests again and again, crying bitterly.

"A bunch of stupid bald asses!" Looking at the miserable looks of the people in Shaolin Temple, Gu Mozhi snorted secretly in his heart, but he still smiled on his face: "Since the abbot said so, it is the seventy-two stunts of his own sect, and it is by no means as powerful as the rumors in the rivers and lakes, so this word 'absolute' must be changed." Xuan Ci was silent, and his heart was like being slashed by a knife.

Hearing Gu Mozhi slander his own martial arts like this, a tall old monk in the Xuanzi class said sharply: "The national teacher has gained the upper hand, why is he still so aggressive, leaving no room for anything?" ”

Gu Mozhi smiled and said: "Amitabha, in the opinion of the little monk, the Shaolin Temple is just a false name, then the Shaolin Temple may as well be dispersed from now on, and the monks will find the temple to take refuge and settle down, and each will go to the future. ”

As soon as Gu Mozhi said this, no matter how well the Shaolin monks cultivated, they couldn't bear it and scolded loudly. And the heroes under the mountain at this time began to understand that this Gu Mozhi came to Shaomu Mountain, and he actually wanted to pick the Shaolin Temple with the strength of one person, which not only made him famous for eternity, but also made the Central Plains Wulin lose a major town from now on, which was very beneficial to his Tubo country, and he couldn't help but scold Gu Mozhi for his rudeness.

Everyone ignored Gu Mozhi's cheekiness, and only heard him say aloud: "The little monk came to Middle Earth alone, originally wanting to see the demeanor of Shaolin Temple, and see what kind of solemn and magnificent atmosphere this place known as the Central Plains Wulin Taishan Beidou is like. But after listening to the words of the eminent monks and seeing the demeanor of the eminent monks, hehehehe...... It doesn't seem to be as good as the Tianlong Temple in Dali. Alas! This was a great disappointment for the little monk. ”

Someone in the Xuanzi class said: "Master Kurong of Dali Tianlong Temple and the abbot of Benyin have a deep sense of Buddhism, and all my disciples of the Shi family admire it." The monks should not have the idea of winning and competing, and the national teacher said that I am not as good as Tianlong in Shaolin, and I have fallen into success? The man said as he walked out slowly, and it was an old monk with a red face. He put his right index finger and middle finger lightly together, and his face was smiling and gentle.

Gu Mozhi also smiled and said: "Master Jiumu Xuandu's 'Flower Finger' stunt has been practiced superbly, and I can see it today, fortunately." As he spoke, the two fingers of his right hand were also gently put together, making a flower.

The left hand of the two monks slowly stretched out at the same time and flicked three bullets at each other. I only heard three rings of bobobo, and the fingers collided. Master Xuandu's body shook, and suddenly three blood arrows shot out of his chest, spurting several feet, and under the contest of the two fingers, Xuandu was invincible, and the three finger forces of Gu Mozhi were all hit in the chest, as if they were injured by a sharp blade.

Seeing that Master Xuandu was injured and defeated, Xuzhu, who was standing behind the monks, rushed up, instantly came behind Master Xuandu, and dragged him down, and at the same time his left hand was like playing a pipa, and a burst of fingers were dotted, and the eleven acupoints above and below the Xuandu wound were sealed in an instant, and the blood no longer gushed out, and the monks immediately reacted, started to step forward, and gave Xuandu the healing medicine of this door.

The monks of Shaolin Temple were not surprised by Xuzhu's actions just now, because they all knew that Xuzhu had a great opportunity in the Deaf and Dumb Valley, and now he was a key monk in the temple.

Forcibly enduring the injury, with the support of Xuzhu, Xuandu smiled bitterly: "Kuma National Teacher...... Target...... Finger Skills...... So...... That's amazing! Old man worships ...... Bow down. ”

Before Kuma Zhi could be modest, he heard a voice resounding at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, "Master, this Guma National Master is not a flower finger, nor is it a Buddhist martial art. ”

"Who is it?"

Hearing this voice, Gu Mozhi secretly felt a pang in his heart, and followed the voice, only to see a person walking out slowly......

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