When Wudang Zhang Sanfeng was letting people entertain people from various sects, he only heard a voice from outside the door, "Amitabha!" Reaching everyone's ears, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "It turns out that the Shaolin Sect Kongwen Zen Master has arrived, hurry up and greet him." The voice outside the door said: "The abbot of Shaolin Temple is empty, and he leads his junior disciples to be empty and empty, and his disciples, I wish Zhang Zhenren a long life." ”

"Today, the five major sects of Shaolin, Kunlun, Emei, Kongtong, and Huashan, as well as the small gangs in the rivers and lakes, gathered together, thinking that they were to ask the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun and get the dragon slaying knife!" One of them sat down, picked up the wine, and said slowly.

"Who's to say it isn't! I heard that Zhang Cuishan married the demon girl of the Demon Sect and gave birth to a son! Although she is the witch, she looks no less than a fairy! Otherwise, that Zhang Wuxia wouldn't be tempted! Haha......"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

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"Three Divine Monks! Inside please! After Song Yuanqiao invited a few people to the house, Zhang Sanfeng received him, and saw that Kongwen had just sat down, so he said: "Zhang Zhenren, if you are by generation, a few of us are also your juniors, it stands to reason that today is your 100th birthday, in addition to the birthday should not be mentioned, but the poor monk is the abbot of Shaolin, there is a sentence that is still good to say, please don't blame the real person." ”

After Zhang Sanfeng heard this, although he knew in his heart that the five major sects would not give up if they didn't get the news today, he said: "But for my disciple Zhang Cuishan?" ”

After hearing this, he said, "Exactly! There are seventy-one members of the Longmen Dart Bureau plus six Shaolin monks, and my senior brother Master Kongjian died in the hands of the golden lion king Xie Xun, I heard that Zhang Wuxia knows Xie Xun's whereabouts, please make it clear! ”

After hearing this, Zhang Cuishan stood up and said, "The golden lion king and the younger generation have eight friendships, and they marry Jin Lan. Where Xie Xun is, I can't hide it, and the younger generation also knows it. But I am a person in the martial arts, the most important word is 'righteousness', Zhang Cuishan's head can be broken, blood can be splashed, and the whereabouts of my righteous brother, I will never confide in him. This matter has nothing to do with my teacher, and it has nothing to do with my fellow disciples, and Zhang Cuishan is responsible for it alone. If you want to force each other to die, if you want to kill or chop, please do it. The words were full of righteousness, as if everyone here were great sinners.

After Chen Fan heard this, he saw that the people below were talking about it, stood up, and said: "Amitabha, what Zhang Wuxia said is reasonable, but ......"

Before Chen Fan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a person, "Where did you come from, little monk, there is no place for you to speak today!" "I saw one person shooting, it was He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun faction.

Chen Fan was not angry after hearing this, after all, in the martial arts, force is respected, he is only fifteen years old, and it is normal to be looked down upon, but when he saw Chen Fan, he picked up a glass of wine and said: "The little monk is not talented, but Shaolin Yuanhui, and the family teacher is unheard!" If there is any offense, please don't blame him, this glass of wine is a little monk's apology! After speaking, he used the internal force of the Yi Jin Jing to hit He Taichong directly, and not a drop of wine was spilled.

After He Taichong saw it, how could he not know what Chen Fan meant, snorted coldly and carried the internal force to catch the wine glass, see how many catties and taels the little monk had, and teach a lesson by the way, but although the idea was good, but after catching the wine glass, he found that the internal force on the wine glass was not something he could catch at all, but it was too late, "poof" He Taichong saw that he was knocked to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Chen Fan with his eyes, he didn't expect this little monk to be so vigorous and have deep internal force.

The guests who were talking about it just now were directly stunned, they saw that the head of the Kunlun faction of the mighty rivers and lakes couldn't even catch a wine glass, and then looked at Chen Fan, and said secretly: This Shaolin is really a genius!

After hearing this, he was very happy in his heart, after all, he was his own disciple, but he still stood up and said: "Yuan Hui, why did you do this ruthlessly!" ”

After hearing this, Chen Fan said seriously: "The disciple knows his mistake, please forgive the master!" It's just that the disciple didn't expect that the famous head of the He family would be so weak, which made the disciple a little surprised! Although he said so, he showed no remorse at all, and he was domineering.

"Humph! How can you preach Master He, that's just for you, after you go back, copy the Diamond Sutra three times, and if you can't copy it well, you are not allowed to eat! Kong Wen pretended to be angry.

After hearing this, the martial arts people sitting there secretly scolded: Old bald donkey, are we all fools? Insulting our intelligence? He Taichong was already seriously injured by Chen Fan, and after hearing this, he was furious, spit out another mouthful of blood, and fainted.

After Zhang Sanfeng saw it, he said: "Hurry up and take Master He down to heal!" ”

After He Taichong was carried down, Chen Fan looked around, "Ahem...... Cough...... Let's go on to say, although the word martial arts is the head, but everyone sitting here is a martial arts righteous person, so the Longmen Dart Bureau has a family of seventy-one mouths, is it just that? Zhang Wuxia, can your death eliminate the resentment in their hearts? Seventy-one unjust souls, what do you pay for? Your life? Say an arrogant word, in the eyes of the little monk, your life is not worth a penny, a hundred years ago, the little monk heard Guo Jing Guo Daxia said: The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people! Now that the barbarians are living in the land of Shenzhou, the people have been slaughtered, and Zhang Wuxia, what are you saying to the poor monks in the house, don't you feel ashamed? ”

"I ...... You...... I ......" Zhang Cuishan took two steps back and couldn't speak, although this Zhang Cuishan was so foolish, but Yin Susu on the side was not a dry eater, he stood up directly, assisted Zhang Cuishan, looked at Chen Fan and said coldly: "You little monk, your mouth is powerful, what kind of chivalrous man, for the country and the people, have you done it in Shaolin?" After all, it's not for the Dragon Slayer Knife? ”

"Humph! Shaolin did not do it, the little monk is not clear, and the little monk is only fifteen years old this year, don't say anything about the dragon slaying knife, the little monk has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and now it has been ten years, Shaolin seventy-two stunts are proficient in everything, to say a polite word, there are few people in the world who can tie with the little monk, a broken knife, can it really dominate the world? After speaking, Chen Fan directly raised his hand and slapped it on the table, and directly penetrated it, revealing a hole in the palm of his hand, and the wine on the table did not move at all.

After hearing this, Kongwen became more and more happy in his heart, Kongzhi and Kongxu looked at their senior brothers, and they were also surprised in their hearts, after all, Chen Fannai was the first person after Dharma to refine the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts, it seems that he should be a big success, and his heart is also very excited.

After Chen Fan finished speaking, the guests present were shocked again, Shaolin seventy-two stunts are famous all over the world, as long as they refine into a sect, they can shock the rivers and lakes, what they didn't expect was that the little monk in front of them, who was only fifteen years old, actually finished cultivating all the seventy-two stunts, and saw that the abbot and other three monks did not speak, and they thought it was true.

Zhang Cuishan directly pulled out a sword and wanted to commit suicide, Chen Fan sneered, and directly knocked down the sword in Zhang Cuishan's hand with a faceless robbery finger, and said: "Today is the day of the little monk's debut, it is not easy to see blood, Zhang Wuxia still gives the little monk a face, and everyone will be easy to talk at that time, in fact, even if you don't say it, after committing suicide, the little monk can still get the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun, I heard that you have a son, I think you shouldn't let your family die!" Do you think Wudang can protect Zhang Wuji? ”

Chen Fan saw that Zhang Cuishan was a little angry, but still said: "Even if your family of three is dead, the little monk still can find some clues on the boat you want to take back to the Central Plains." After speaking, he looked at Zhang Cuishan with a smile on his face.

After Chen Fan's voice fell, everyone began to discuss again, Chen Fan thought about it, raised his hand, and quieted down, and said: "Zhang Wuxia, the little monk just saved your life, don't forget that you owe the little monk a life, if you repay the favor, then help the little monk kill a hundred Mongolian nobles, I don't think this request is too much, right?" In fact, as long as you tell Xie Xun's whereabouts, the little monk can save Xie Xun's life, but he can only stay in Shaolin in the future, of course, the little monk thinks that the dragon slaying knife is a troubled thing, it is an ominous thing, or it is better to stay in Shaolin like Xie Xun, of course, as long as everyone here can get lucky to win the little monk's one and a half moves, the dragon slayer knife Shaolin will offer it with both hands! But if you can't, it's seen as a provocation to Shaolin! In the last sentence, Chen Fan accentuated his voice and looked around for a week, but few people dared to make eye contact with Chen Fan.