Songshan Shaolin Temple, is really a well-deserved first sect, thousands of years of inheritance, so that it has a sense of detachment from the world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn the early morning, a clear bell chime sounded for dozens of miles, sweeping people's hearts. If you can live under Songshan Mountain for a long time and listen to the morning bell and dusk drums, even ordinary mortals can calm down and prolong their lives, and warriors can be more calm and calm and eliminate demons.

And today, the hundred-year silence of this Shaolin Temple is destined to be broken!

The sound of horses' hooves shaking the earth came from afar, and when I looked up, there were thousands of horses riding Jinge iron horses coming to this place.

Shi Yan frowned, and whispered to the senior brother next to him: "It seems that it is a person from the Ming Sect and Longmen, and the person who comes is not good!" ”

"I heard that since Yun Chongxiao left the Ming Sect and the Dragon Gate, they have become puppets of the Rakshasa Sect, but even the Jade Rakshasa was deflated in Kaifeng, I didn't expect them to dare to come?" Shakti muttered, "Go and gather the disciples of this temple!" It seems that today's bloody battle is inevitable! ”

"yes!" Shi Yan nodded and said, "I just don't know, senior brother can defeat that demonanda!" ”

Seeing this Ming Sect coming, all the Central Plains martial artists, whether it was Jialan Temple, Mingyue Xuan, or other people, were all hiding far away.

Since ancient times, the people of the Central Plains have hated traitors, and since this Mingjiao has become a lackey of the Rakshasa Sect, it is naturally ridiculed and ashamed to be in the company of the Central Plains warriors.

In the distance, Concubine Mingming stood quietly beside Ming Yuehua, the leader of Mingyuexuan, one was the Holy Maiden of Cihang, the other was the leader of the world's first women's gang, and the two most powerful women in the Central Plains stood side by side, showing a kind of momentum that women did not let their eyebrows go.

"Concubine Ming, are you really ready to give up Zhu Yan'an?" Ming Yuehua asked.

"What if you don't give up?" Concubine Ming smiled bitterly and said: "Emperor Zhao and Song Wen have joined forces, and there are thousands of cups that are not drunk, Yun Chongxiao, Su Haoran and others are helping, who can control it in the Central Plains?" Besides, the danger of Mongolia is imminent, and naturally the overall situation is important! ”

Ming Yuehua smiled silently, as if she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, turned to look into the distance, and said: "It's strange, if Zhao Dixuan, Song Wen and Zhu Jian'an are preparing to fight in Jiangnan, then what's wrong with the north?" In addition to the Ming Sect, the forces in the north, whether it is Wu Chongye of Wu Zhou, Jialan Temple, or the Brotherhood of the Little God of Wealth, are they not coming? ”

Concubine Tear Ming was also stunned when she heard this, slowly glanced at the audience, nodded silently, and sighed: "Could it be that something big will come out in the north?" ”

Just when everyone was impatient, they suddenly heard a voice coming from far away from the foot of Shaomuro Mountain: "Tianzhu, Nalanda Temple Demon Landa has come to make an appointment!" ”

This sound echoed in the sky above the Shaolin Temple, at first it was not very loud, but later it was like rumbling thunder, shaking the huge bronze bell in the bell tower buzzing, for a long time.

The audience was shocked, even a master as strong as Ming Yuehua and Concubine Tears couldn't help but change color in shock, looking at each other in disbelief.

This person's internal strength is so strong that it has reached such an incredible level, it is really - appalling!

Tianzhu's 'Divine Palm Heir' Demon Landa really lives up to its name!

The move of the Demon Landa can be described as a precedent, and the heroes in the Shaolin Temple suddenly fell silent, looking at each other, all of them were shocked by the profound internal strength shown by this person. In everyone's impression, although the reputation of Demon Landa is great, after all, he has not been famous for a long time, and it is difficult to compare with half-step crushing masters such as Thousand Cups and Yun Chongxiao. However, judging from the skill of transmitting the sound for thousands of miles just now, this person's internal strength is as deep as the sea and is difficult to measure.

Although the face could not help but show a look of shock, it only flashed away, and he clasped his hands together and said: "Forgive the little monk for being rude, I didn't know that Master Demon Landa was coming, and I still invited you to enter the temple for a meeting." His voice was low and soft, like a warm spring breeze, gently drifting out of the temple and far away to the bottom of the mountain, showing the mellow attainments of Arhat's subduing demons and fire.

Not long after, a burly monk walked into the martial arts arena under the guidance of the monk Zhike, and the heroes present were all surprised when they saw it.

This is a tall, thin, withered and black, high-nosed and deep-eyed Tianzhu man, wearing an extra-wide white robe of orange and apricot, and his demeanor is in no way inferior to the martial arts people around him. His hair was heavily bandaged with white veil, making the bridge of his nose appear taller and his eyes deeper and more unpredictable. It's hard to determine if he's handsome or ugly, and how old is he?

But he has a charm that makes people admire, and he feels that he is extraordinary.

He waved around and said with a smile: "In the Lower Demon Landa, I have seen all the Shaolin monks and heroes!" After that, he deliberately bowed his hand to Shi Yan and the others and said: "I didn't expect that your faction would be so tired that it would take a lot of effort to mobilize the people." The little monk was very reluctant to go, so he first apologized to the masters. ”

"Donors don't have to be polite." Shi Yan clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "The master is a senior monk of Nalanda Temple, a descendant of the Buddha Shakyamuni, and he came to our temple, which is really full of brilliance!" The hospitality is not good, I really forgive me. ”

"Indeed." Shi Er behind him also snorted coldly and said: "The master came from a long way from Nalanda Temple, and he is really dusty, and he has worked hard all the way. ”

Shi Sha's words are just words in the words, satirizing the insolent actions of the Demon Landa who challenged all walks of life along the way.

Moranda just smiled faintly and said nothing, and turned to look at the majestic and solemn Shaolin Temple in the distance, and couldn't help but admire: "I have heard for a long time that Shaolin Temple is the ancestral garden of Zen Buddhism, known as the prestige of the first temple in the world, and it is really worthy of its reputation when I see it today!" ”

"But the little monk heard that there is an old saying in the Central Plains, the mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual! I don't know if the masters in this Shaolin Temple can be the prestige of the first temple in the world! ”

"You!" Shi Er was suddenly furious, and was about to come forward, but was pulled by Shi Yan, Shi Yan stepped forward and smiled: "This generation of Shaolin monks is shallow in virtue, it is really difficult to be the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and the century-old foundation created by Hui Ke Patriarch has always been very ashamed. ”

Demon Landa said: "Since virtue is shallow, it is better to let the prestige of the first temple in the world out, and the virtuous people live in it, wouldn't it be happy?" ”

Shi Er was displeased, and said, "So, Master Demon Landa is very confident that Nalanda Temple will be virtuous?" ”

The corners of Moranda's mouth raised slightly, he smiled silently, and his hand turned into a gesture of pointing to the ground and pointing to the sky.

It turned out that according to the Buddhist scriptures, Shakyamuni was born in the royal family of Kshari, magnified the wisdom and light to illuminate the world in the ten directions, and the earth swelled with golden lotus flowers with natural feet. Then he walked seven steps from east to west and north to south, pointing to heaven and earth and making a lion's roar: "The upper and lower and the four dimensions are incapable of honoring me." Then it became a sectarian style. Later generations of Zen disciples are all super-Buddha Yue Zu as the responsibility, maverick, not succumbing to any idol!

And at this moment, the demon landa put on this posture in front of the Shaomu Mountain, clearly self-assured-

Heaven and earth, I am the only one! (To be continued.) )