As soon as the Shura sect arrived, there was already a sea of people in front of the temple gate, and half of the Shura sect members were still on the path in front of the temple and were not allowed to come up.

The sedan chair stopped, and a man stepped forward and bowed down to open the sedan curtain, and a person came out of it. I saw that this person was tall and tall, with fair skin, slight beard, eyebrows like swords, oblique flying temples, big ears, smiling, and a fist hugging to Benxu and Xuanji: "Benxu Abbot, Xuanji head, please." He cast another four-way bow and said, "Friends from all over the world are invited, but we are uninvited, and there are many disturbances, and we are guilty of sin." ”

Ben Xuan "Amitabha" said, and he didn't speak, since he came to be an enemy of Shaolin, he didn't need to be polite. The crowd was even more inconvenient to speak.

Ouyang Zhenxiong, the leader of the Shura Sect, waited for a while, and laughed and said: "Abbot Benxu, friends and people from all over the world are thousands of miles away, come here to worship the mountain, don't you invite all friends and people to sit in the temple, but you have to turn them away?"

Ben Xuan was stunned when he heard this, and he wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to speak, but so many people, mixed with fish and dragons, and the Shura Sect was not out of kindness, how could he easily let him enter the temple. I didn't know how to phrase it, and said mysteriously: "Benxu Abbot, this Shura sect master is here, how can we not entertain well, but the Shaolin Temple is small and can't accommodate these thousands of heroes." In my opinion, it is better to invite the heroes of the Shura Sect and friends from all over the world to gather on the mountain peaks in the southwest. This peak is open and flat, enough to accommodate so many heroes, and you can also watch the scenery of Songshan Mountain, and appreciate the beauty of this Zhongyue, isn't it good?"

Ouyang Zhenxiong pondered and said: "Okay, since you are the head of Wudang to open the golden mouth, how can you not allow it?" Ben Xuan clasped his palms together and said: "Amitabha, Ouyang Sect Master, offended, the old man is leading the way, please." So the people, under the leadership of Benxu, climbed up to the mountain.

Xuanmeng originally hated the Shura Sect, and he had learned the methods of the Shura Sect, all of them hated and killed people like numbness, but the leader of the Shura Sect was even more vicious, but he didn't know that at first sight, he was such a polite and dignified character. Most of the people in the martial arts only heard of Ouyang Zhenxiong's name, but they didn't see him, and when they saw it, they were like Xuanmeng, who was very surprised, and the vicious words in their hearts could no longer be spoken, and they only felt that they shouldn't have scolded just now.

When everyone reached the peak, the Shura sect and the various sects naturally divided into two factions, and a vacant space was made in the middle. Ouyang Zhenxiong stood on the top of the peak and looked around, the forest was sparse and flat, and there was nothing suspicious.

Benxu said: "Sect Master Ouyang, our temple and your sect have no entanglement, I don't know why the sect leader wants to take the heroes of your sect to Songshan Mountain? Fortunately, some kind friends told me in advance, and I had to come from thousands of miles to help from martial arts friends, otherwise, wouldn't this thousand-year-old ancient temple be destroyed in my hands? ”

After Benxu finished speaking, thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Ouyang Zhenxiong together, and said in his heart that such a small matter, he must deny it. How do you know that Ouyang Zhenxiong's face did not change, and he looked up to the sky and said: "What the abbot said is true, there is indeed such a thing, but unfortunately I don't know who leaked the news, so that the world knows about it, so that I can't sneak attack." The abbot of the void, the truth is virtual, the virtual is real, the art of war cloud, to the positive, to win, to win, the way to use the soldier is to highlight the strange soldiers. Soldiers, treacherous ways, how can we tell the truth, this is the essence of the soldiers accumulated by our ancestors for thousands of years, how can the abbot be said to be a villain?"

Ben Xuan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Sect Leader Ouyang, with what you say, it is a matter of course?" Everyone felt that Ouyang Zhenxiong was forcefully resigned. Xuanji said: "Abbot, don't be confused by his sophistry, you are a person with a deep Buddha's heart, how can you understand the tricks of this villain?"

When Ouyang Zhenxiong heard this, he smiled slightly and said: "The head of the mysterious machine, the abbot of the void has a deep understanding of the Buddha's heart, and he can't understand my villain tricks." It seems that you are on the same road with me, and you are well versed in this way, and you have a lot of experience?" Xuanji was ridiculed, but he was not annoyed, and said slowly: "Sect Leader Ouyang, you are right, the art of war is to pay attention to the right and win by the odd." But that's what the siege soldiers do. And we are all upright people in the martial arts, talking about chivalrous and righteous, bright and fair, and acting worthy of heaven and earth, how can we be with the conspirators of the soldiers. Then again, how can you take things for granted in the Shura Sect and take them for granted in my Orthodox Religion? How can the yardstick that you grasp in the Shura Sect impose on my upright Christians?"

"Okay, good, what the head of the Xuanji said is good, your Shura Sect is an evil religion, and you naturally act differently from my Orthodox people, and have different views, otherwise, you will not be able to distinguish between good and evil?" "Your Shura Sect is evil, and you do a lot of evil, how do you know what it means to be bright and upright?"

Ouyang Zhenxiong was indignant when he saw the heroes, and he was secretly worried that the Shura Sect had a deep grudge with various factions, and it was not well controlled, so he was afraid that a group battle would form. Although there are many members of the Shura Sect, most of the heads of the major sects and the elders have come, and if there is a real scuffle, I am afraid that the Shura Sect will be defeated, let alone end here. Suddenly, I thought about it again, Kunlun, Qingcheng and other factions are far away in the Western Regions and the land of Sichuan and Shu, Shaolin did not send someone to invite, it stands to reason that their head will not easily lead the master of his own faction to come to the aid and surrender his status. There must be a lot of articles here, but I'm afraid that helping each other is famous, and it means that the secret book of Xuandu is true. What's more, Wudang participated in this matter last year, and some people from all factions went to the rivers and lakes to find the second primary school of the Zhu family.

Thinking of this, the internal force of Qianyun suppressed everyone's voices and said: "Master Xuanji, as far as you are concerned, you are a decent person, acting above board, and worthy of heaven and earth, but I don't know why I sent my disciples last year to take and snatch the first secret book of martial arts that has been missing in the rivers and lakes for decades, and a hundred years ago, the Xuandu Taoist had beaten the invincible opponents all over the world, the Xuandu Secret?"

Sure enough, when everyone heard him talk about the secret of Xuandu, they all stopped their voices and looked at Xuanji. In his heart, he was secretly shocked, and he couldn't see that this Shura Sect Leader Wen Wenxiu was so unfathomable.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, there were doubts, disbelief, and contempt, and he smiled and said, "Sect Master Ouyang, why are you so loud?" As soon as everyone heard his voice, they suddenly felt comfortable in their hearts, and the depressed air in their chests was gone, and they nodded secretly, still with pure mystical skills and uprightness.