Lu Bing was stunned for a moment, and recognized that this was the sword god Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling had seen himself, Lu Bing hurriedly turned his head sideways lest Xiao Ling point out on the spot, but Xiao Ling laughed and said to Lu Bing: "Yo, you are still covering your face, then who, you will continue to hide among everyone, you will come out sooner or later." Everyone looked around, looking for people around them, who were worthy of the sword god Xiao Ling's words.

After Xiao Ling finished speaking, he looked back at Wufa, Wufa stared at Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling hammered Wufa and said, "Look at what, staring at your bull's eyes, don't you know me?" ”

"Why don't you know, what the hell nonsense you were talking about just now, I'll be your apprentice, you can eat it. I said, we didn't drink enough last time, you see you drank too much and looked like a bear. That time, I" Wufa suddenly stopped talking, looked timidly at the Wuzen behind him, and then laughed evilly.

Since Emperor Wu of Liang never killed the monks did not eat meat, the monks of the Central Plains were not able to eat meat, Li Shimin in order to thank the Shaolin Temple for the help of the stick monks, the Shaolin Temple was rebuilt and allowed to eat meat and drink wine, but it was only the Tang Dynasty generation, and everyone in later generations still abided by Buddhism. As a spicy thing, wine is even more prohibited, and wine can give rise to lustful thoughts and hatred, but obviously Wufa is a wine and meat monk, and now as soon as Xiao Ling, a drinking friend, appeared, he said that he was bald in high spirits.

Xiao Ling rolled up his sleeves, and the monk's robe that he had taken off from the ground ran into his hands, and this hand showed the mastery of Xiao Ling's martial arts, whether it was strength or internal force or the ingenuity of borrowing power.

Xiao Ling threw his clothes to Wufa, and after Wufa put them on. He poked Xiao Ling's shoulder with his fingers like a rolling pin and said, "What, hurry up and explain to me, my Wuzen senior brother is looking at me again." It's not good to tell the abbot for a while. ”

"What, what Wufa just said was tea, last time we drank too much tea, drunk tea, this fool, stuttering and talking is not working." Xiao Ling changed his usual image of a cold donkey's face, and said to Wu Chan with a smile.

Wu Chan reported to Amitabha Buddha and said, "The old monk has not yet reached the age of deafness and dazzle. Needless to explain, the old monk is now acting as the precept institute, so he wrote it down. ”

"Xiao Ling. It's all fucking your fault. ”

"Don't scold, how can a monk swear and talk nonsense?" Xiao Ling said with a smile.

Among the heroes, they suddenly exchanged their heads, this battle seemed to be unfought, and no one expected that the Sword God and the Shaolin Temple were so familiar. It is said that Xiao Ling should have a good relationship with Taoism on weekdays. And the old sword god is strictly counted as a Taoist person. Seeing it today, it is not the case, Xiao Ling and these monks seem to be more intimate.

The people of the four families who wanted to do it just now didn't move, if they really started, maybe someone among the heroes just now would dare to help them, and now as soon as Xiao Ling came forward, who would dare to do it, Xiao Ling didn't come forward early or late, and now he came out to make it clear that he wanted to come out for the enlightenment. Besides, people didn't do Zen before, and they just silently recited Buddhist scriptures on the side. Now if the three of them join forces. Enlightenment will definitely go up if it suffers a loss, and when the time comes, everyone will besiege it. It doesn't have to be able to help them.

Xiao Ling said and sat down on a few chairs at the bottom, there were five chairs on the upper hand, and more than twenty at the bottom. There are two spiritual seats enshrined on the upper chair, which are Ma Weishan and the old sword god of Quanzhen Nanwu, no one knows the real name of the old sword god of Lu Dao, so it is only engraved with the position of the ancestor of the sword god, it seems that these five seats are reserved for the five peerless masters who crisscrossed the world back then.

Needless to say, the vacant seats were for Shaolin's Wendou Master and the old sword king Cui Ying and Wudang Shandan Yangzi, and everyone was excited, could it be that these people are coming? Being able to see so many peerless masters and former generations of heroes gathered together at the same time is a grand event worth bragging about for a while. If you can see them do it, then it's good, you can make great progress in martial arts by learning a move and a half casually, and the improvement of your martial arts theory is also self-evident.

Xiao Ling looked at Wu Chan and said: "Now the position at hand is for us to sit, then please don't stand where you should sit, come and sit, leave me to sit here alone, just like my Duotuo." ”

Some people walked out of the crowd, and Lu Bing saw that the sword ghost and the wolf were among them, and the wolf was a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, so he was naturally qualified to sit down. Zhang Qingze also walked out with his fat body, as the head of Wudang Mountain, he was naturally qualified.

The great monks must have reserved a seat for themselves, and at this time, some people in the rivers and lakes who were not self-sufficient came to sit, but when they saw the unkind eyes of the clothed wolf and Xiao Ling, they retreated.

Naturally, once you sit down, it means that the backup is the same, and the effort can be considered to be on par, at least a big difference. Even if there is a difference in kung fu, the identity must be similar, and the leader and head of a first-class gang should be qualified to sit down. Otherwise, if you sit together with a non-enough grade, you will invisibly lower the level of these masters who are already seated.

Speaking of which, Xiao Ling just looked at people casually, but he practiced swords for a long time, his eyes were like torches, and he forgot to pay attention for a while, his eyes were too sharp, making people look as if his life was hanging by a thread in a moment. Besides, even if you pay attention, the aura of the sword god is too big, which naturally gives people a sense of oppression.

But the wolf is different, he cares most about face or something, so if there is really someone who is not qualified to sit with him, he must stand up and trouble that person, because of this, this seat is reasonable. And the monks of Shaolin Temple didn't say much, and they didn't offend anyone because of the arrangement of seats, so they used the character of the wolf to arrange candidates.

The rest of the positions were given to the heads of other sects to sit, of course, the big sects, and there was no chance to stand in front of those small sects that did not enter the stream. Among the sects, most of them are divided into two groups, one is Buddhism and lay disciples, the other is the various branches of Taoism, and there are a few families, such as the four family representatives who are about to do it just now. There are also big gangs in various places, such as the Northern Shaanxi Horse Gang and so on. However, although these gangs are powerful, their share is in the minority.

Lu Bing saw that the seats over there were not full. There are still a few vacant seats, but I still feel the murderous aura behind me, and I rushed towards myself, this is a sixth sense that has been cultivated on the line of life and death for a long time, and I would rather believe it or not. At this time, Lu Bing didn't care about hiding his identity, so he took out the tiger head knife from the rags and slashed it back.

Blade handover. A series of sparks came out, and two figures knocked down the center of the hall from the entrance of the main hall, and everyone couldn't see the appearance and figure of the two people clearly. I can only see the figures of two groups constantly waving their blades, and gradually they become two spheres, contacting and colliding separately and colliding again, and the cycle repeats. There was a constant tinkling sound. All the warriors dodged away. lest I be hurt by this terrible fight.

Suddenly, a burst of heat rose from a sphere, and one of the spheres quickly left, paused, and appeared as a deity. Someone in the crowd shouted, "It's the sword demon Guo Feng!" ”

Guo Feng paused slightly, then laughed, and said to the scorching knife ball that was still rotating: "The body has recovered, and the martial arts are still greatly improved." It seems that you are also a blessing in disguise, so I don't blame myself so much. Your current martial arts. It's worth my double knives. As he spoke, he drew another knife from behind his back, one in his left hand and one in his right hand, and then spun up from the air like an awl, piercing the net that was still a sphere.

A white shadow floated in, fast but not fast, like a fluttering feather, giving people the illusion of idleness. The people around didn't feel a trace of the wind generated by the extremely fast speed, but the figure as far as the eye could see was indeed amazingly fast, and the white shadow intervened between Guo Feng and the sphere knife net. Suddenly, the heavy duty in the main hall felt a chill, canceling out the heat from the spherical knife net just now, and the knife ball also stopped rotating, and it was not someone else, it was Lu Bing. At the same time, Guo Feng was also bounced away.

"Look, kill God Lu Bing!" The heroes were shocked, Lu Bing's reputation in the rivers and lakes was mixed, in short, he couldn't run away with titles such as the executioner of the murderous demon world, but people still like to call him the killing god Lu Bing, when this name is mentioned, it is said that it can stop the night cry of young children, and there is a bloody feeling.

Lu Bing looked at the man in white in front of him and asked strangely, "Qingfeng, why are you here?" ”

"I want to ask you what you're here for?" Duan Qingfeng was the white shadow, and Guo Feng jumped away at this time, and the layer of frost on the knife fell off with a shock on his arms. Guo Feng snorted coldly: "What are you meddling in, but it seems that Lu Bing's injury is really healed, then it's nothing to do with me, Lu Bing, we can be regarded as two clear." ”

Guo Feng walked to his seat as he spoke, and Lu Bing hurriedly shouted, "Senior, slow down." ”

"How? Okay, okay, I know that I am the first to blame, so I caused you to be crippled, and I just make up for my own mistakes, and now although you are better, it is still difficult to calm down emotionally, so let's do it, I will double the compensation for you. You say, kill whoever you want, I'll help you kill it. Guo Feng scratched his head, looked at Lu Bing with some abnormal spirits, and said in a flurry manner.

"I mean, thank you." Lu Bing hugged his fist, indeed Guo Feng had done enough, he found rescuers to rescue him, and invited Wan Erwan, which led to his own story about martial arts, Guo Feng is a man, at least a bright and upright person, worthy of Lu Bingxie's gratitude and respect.

Guo Feng was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Sick." Then he did it with a big grin, and soon he looked at the same straight-eyed enlightenment, and the two stared at each other, and the group of people around them were all on standby, ready to hold the two who stood up and scuffled together at any time.

Lu Bing and Duan Qingfeng were about to go out, wanting to stand in the crowd and continue to watch the excitement, but they heard Wu Chan call: "Two little donors, please stay, there are your seats here." ”

"We? The Master knows who I am, so let us sit down. All the seniors here are all masters in the world, and we dare not show ugliness here, and your seniors and identities are quite high, so we dare not expect to sit in a high position. Lu Bing said, and everyone was approving, but they thought that Lu Bing was not as arrogant as rumored.

Wu Chan reported the Buddha's name and said: "Of course the poor monk knows the donor, the two donors are the famous thirteen swords killing god Lu Shaoxia and Wudang Danyangzi's predecessors of the high apprentice Duan Daoren, according to the generation, I and Senior Brother Duan are still the same generation, I am older and call me a senior brother." ”

There was a sudden realization in the crowd, Duan Qingfeng doesn't show up on the rivers and lakes on weekdays, so most people in the rivers and lakes only hear his name and don't see him, when Lu Bing was captured that time, Duan Qingfeng had already become a bloody person, and he couldn't see it clearly, so now it is normal for everyone in the martial arts not to know Duan Qingfeng. However, even people who have not heard of Duan Qingfeng's name know that Danyangzi, the treasure of Wudang Mountain, and Danyangzi, the five heroes, are famous in the rivers and lakes, and there is still a vacant seat for him among the top five.

Looking at Zhang Qingze, who was also on the seat, his face couldn't help but be a little ugly at the moment, originally he was a little unconvinced, but now that Duan Qingfeng came, he was afraid that he was going to steal his limelight. In all fairness, stopping the two masters of Lu Bing and Guo Feng with one move just now shows that Duan Qingfeng's internal strength is extraordinary and his martial arts are amazing.

Lu Bing and Duan Qingfeng glanced at each other, and they didn't know whether they should sit in their seats or not, but they only heard Xiao Ling say at this time: "Lu Bing, how can you do it now, you have become hesitant, you hid in the crowd just now and didn't come out, and now you don't dare to do it, you are the big husband, come, sit down." ”

"That is, if anyone who can fight with my sword demon Guo Feng for a few rounds is not qualified to sit down, hmph, then there are few people in this world who are qualified to sit." Guo Feng answered, Lu Bing and Duan Qingfeng couldn't excuse themselves anymore, and if they were humble, they would be a little hypocritical, and they would only end up talking, saying that they wanted to promote the first and pretend to excuse themselves so that others could praise them. So, the two of them could only sit down.

Lu Bing asked in a low voice, "Qingfeng, how did you get here?" ”

"Some time ago, I was teaching Yi'er martial arts in the academy, but I suddenly saw a line of writing on the wall, but this line of writing was not there before, and it was written right under my nose. It said that I would come to this rally, and I thought that the person who could write on the wall without knowing it must be a peerless master, so competitive and wanting to see me, I came, but I didn't expect it to be so lively. By the way, what's going on with you? Duan Qingfeng asked.

Lu Bing whispered a simple account of what happened, Duan Qingfeng nodded and said, "It seems that our brothers met the same person, this person is not trivial, you and I have to be very careful." ”

"What kind of ears are biting from ear to ear, how good is it to speak openly and generously?" The clothed wolf snorted coldly and said.

Lu Bing and the clothed wolf have an old feud, although Lu Bing is magnanimous, but he is not a good person, so he glanced at the clothed wolf and ignored him, and a few more people came one after another to sit down, and Wu Zen performed a Buddhist ritual and asked Lu Bing: "Master Lu, may I ask the Ten Thousand Divine Doctors and Wang Mingshao, have the three of Wang Zhenzi come?" I have heard for a long time that Lord Lu has a very good relationship with these three people, do you know Lu Dao? ”

"They're dead." Lu Bing said lightly, as soon as this remark came out, regardless of whether he was sitting or standing, they were shocked, and the scene was noisy for a while, and everyone speculated one after another. The news that three famous figures who have been missing for a long time on the rivers and lakes have passed away is not shocking. (To be continued......)