The three elders of Wu, Ma, and Luo hesitated, and then bowed their hands to Zhang Xuanmeng and left, Zhang Xuanmeng bowed hurriedly and saluted: "The three elders of Wu, Ma, and Luo, are you not injured?" Several people shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and left with Wu Yuan.

The old monk suddenly said: "Abbot, where did you come from to learn martial arts?"

Ben Xuan was stunned when he heard this, and said: "Senior, learning martial arts is to protect the Dharma and subdue demons. ”

The old monk said, "Well said. Then why don't we take advantage of the fact that Zhang Shizhu is here and leave them behind, how can we let them go down the mountain again and harm the world?"

Ben Xuan responded, "Yes." "Lead the monks to intercept Wu Yuan and the others.

Zhang Xuanmeng stretched out his hand and stopped: "Abbot, let them go down the mountain, the junior has asked you for this favor." As he spoke, he took a deep look at Ben Xuan.

Ben Xuan hesitated: "This?" The old monk looked at Zhang Xuanmeng and shook his head.

Zhang Xuanmeng turned to him and bowed down to him: "This senior, the masters are extremely tired, so let's stop there." The old monk dodged and said, "Amitabha." "Walk towards the back of the Mahavira Hall.

Ben Xuan said: "Senior, I haven't asked you for your old Dharma name. "There are many Shaolin monks, although Ben Xuan is the abbot, many sweeping and miscellaneous monks do not recognize them all, not to mention that the old monk has been sweeping in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and rarely comes out. The old monk shook his head and said, "Abbot, the little monk can't be called, just an idle old monk, Amitabha", and floated away.

When the Shura sect saw Zhang Xuanmeng smash Bai Jingyuan to death with one palm, they only said that they would die in Shaolin Temple this time, but they didn't know that Zhang Xuanmeng would intercede for them, and they were very grateful, so they bowed down to him and rushed away.

Ben Xuan saw that the Shura Sect was gone, so he sighed, swept the corpses on the ground with his eyes, sounded the Buddha's name, and slowly sat down on the ground. Zhang Xuanmeng was shocked, hurriedly stepped forward, and reached out to help.

An old monk said: "Master Zhang, the abbot is exhausted, let him rest." As he spoke, he slowly sat down on the ground. Most of the rest of the monks did what they did, sitting cross-legged on the ground or lying on the ground. There were only a few young monks, busy saving the dead and healing the wounded.

It turned out that since the Shura Sect went up the mountain, the two sides have been doing it continuously, and it has been seven consecutive days. The monks of the temple almost did not close their eyes to rest, and tried their best to support, at this time, seeing that the enemy had gone, where could they still hold it.

The blood on Ben Xuan's shoulder continued to surge, and he was stunned on the ground, unable to move, and a young monk bandaged it, but he couldn't stop the bleeding. Zhang Xuanmeng didn't know how to stop bleeding and heal his wounds, his heart was in a hurry, he stretched out his palm on Ben Xuan's back, and a stream of true qi was slowly injected.

For just a moment, Ben Xuan opened his eyes and said, "Thank you, Master Zhang." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng's heart calmed down and said, "Abbot, how can I stop the bleeding for you?"

Ben Xuan said: "Don't worry about the donor." "Stretch out your left hand and point to the acupuncture points on your shoulder and chest. Sure enough, the bleeding slowly stopped.

Ben Xuan got up and saluted and said: "Zhang Shizhu, the monks of the old Dai Heji Temple thank the donor for this life-saving grace, and the great grace is not thankful. Amitabha. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng waved his hand again and again and said, "How can the abbot thank you for some trivial matters? It is important to save people, and I will treat others according to the law." ”

Ben Xuandao smiled bitterly: "Then there is Lao Zhang's donor." "Turn around and command to save the wounded.

After being busy for several hours, Zhang Xuanmeng asked Ben Xuan about the past few days.

Seven days ago, the Shura Sect people, under the leadership of the red-haired demon of the left protector, attacked Shaolin. Ben Xuan obeyed Ben Xu's instructions, and laid down his manpower in a hundred miles earlier than the radius, and as soon as the Shura sect entered the territory of Songshan, the temple already knew about it. Ben Xuan led the elite of the temple to resist the enemy outside the mountain gate.

As soon as the two sides met, they shook each other. This time, the Shura Sect came with a Dharma protector, six elders, an envoy, more than a dozen deputy hall masters, incense masters, and three or four hundred sect members. I thought that the Shaolin Temple was empty, and it could be broken in the near future, but I never thought that the elite in the temple had not come out, and the strength of the two sides was equal. The Shaolin Temple relies on the temple and resists the enemy outside the mountain gate, but it has the upper hand. The two sides fought in turns, day and night, with many casualties. In particular, a big battle in front of the temple gate was even more tragic, and the Shura sect died two deputy hall masters and several incense masters. The Hundred Herbs Messenger was also killed by the combined efforts of the two of them. Shaolin Temple has two masters of their own generation martyred, and the monks below their own generation have suffered more casualties.

This went on and on, and he fought for six days, and when he saw that the Shura Sect had many casualties and that the reserve food was not enough, he had to withdraw. Unexpectedly, in the early morning of the next day, Wu Yuan led reinforcements to arrive. Immediately, the disparity in power was great, and the situation was reversed. In less than an hour, several good hands were lost in the temple, and the temple gate was also broken by the Shura Sect with a giant tree and rushed in. Under the leadership of Ben Xuan, the monks fought and retreated until they reached the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

There is a Tibetan scripture pavilion after the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the martial arts heart created by the senior monks of the Shaolin dynasties, the secret book and the various precious Buddhist scriptures collected in the past dynasties are hidden inside, usually idlers are not allowed to trespass, for the root of the Shaolin Temple, how can this Xuan give up, desperately guard. So he ordered the monks to set up a large array of Arhats, guard in front of the gate of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and block the Shura Sect.

After fighting for less than half an hour, two good hands were folded in the temple. At this point, the monks were exhausted, and seeing that the right protector of the Shura Sect was rushing left and right, and no one was invincible, they were about to rush in, and the general trend of Shaolin had gone.

Just when he was discouraged, an old monk suddenly walked out slowly after the Daxiong Treasure Hall, with gray eyebrows and gray beards, blocking in front of Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan injured several people in a row and came to the door, and when he saw someone blocking him, he waved his hand and slashed out.

Ben Xuan shouted "not good", thinking that the old monk was going to be killed by his palm. Without thinking, the old monk raised his hand and held it against it, and pointed at Wu Yuan with his hand. Ben Xuan saw clearly that it was the authentic Dora Ye fingering method of this temple. Wu Yuan was taken by surprise, with the middle finger of his arm, he jumped away with a shout, and looked at the old monk intently.

The Shura Sect wants to dominate the martial arts, and has already heard the physiognomy of the good hands of each faction clearly, Wu Yuan looked at this old monk carefully, and he had to be eighty miles away, but he had no impression, and he was surprised that he did not know about this sect.

The old monk clasped his palms together and said, "Where is the demon, come to this pure place of Buddhism to make trouble?" A palm slapped at Wu Yuan, and the palm was strong. Wu Yuan didn't dare to take it hard, and jumped back again, the old monk slapped it again, Wu Yuan jumped again, and he was far away from the Great Tribulation Treasure Hall.

Ben Xuan saw that there was a big master in the temple, far above him, and he was still better than the senior brother of Benxu, and his spirit was lifted, and he commanded the monks to resist stubbornly. The Shura sect was taken aback, and seeing that Wu Yuan couldn't resist the enemy, the Flying Condor rushed up and fought with Wu Yuan.

I saw the two of them circling around the old monks, their palms flying, and the wind was blowing. However, the old monk was slow to make moves, and in just a flick, he blocked their attack, and continued to fight back.

Although the old monk was involved in the two masters of the Shura Sect, there was still a huge disparity in strength, and he barely fought for an hour, when Ben Xuan was fighting with the eight-armed god and demon martial elder, he was suddenly rushed from one side by the left protector of the Shura Sect, and a sword stabbed him in the shoulder, bleeding nonstop.

Ben Dao saw that Ben Xuan was one enemy and two enemies, and his life was not guaranteed, so he abandoned his opponent to save him and took over the eight-armed gods and demons. Ben Xuan fought with the red-haired man and demon, and the wound had no time to bandage, leaving it to flow.

There is a lot of difference between this Dao and Elder Wu's martial arts, less than ten times, he was hit by a palm, and he was injured and fell to the ground. Soon, another monk was hit in the chest by Elder Cai, an iron man, and died screaming, and the sound came from afar. This is also the scream that Zhang Xuanmeng heard outside the temple. Then Ben Qing was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the difference in strength became more and more. Ben Xuan saw that the Shaolin Temple, which had been thriving for thousands of years, was going to be destroyed in his hands, and his heart was sad, so he wanted to fight to the death and survive with the temple.

Unexpectedly, at this moment of life and death, Zhang Xuanmeng descended from the sky, expelled the Shura Sect with divine skills, and preserved this famous temple that has been famous for thousands of years.