The text can't be talked about, and in the end it has to be solved by force!

After doing one, he did one, and the monk Duzhen felt that he was a genius, and his calculations were unparalleled, and he had expected that these people would not settle down, and he originally had a glimmer of hope for Wen Tan, but now he was completely disappointed, and said to a monk: "Go and invite your uncle and ancestor out." ”

For today, they have been preparing for more than a month, and it is impossible to give up.

The old Dao is in his heart, although he has been prepared, but he still feels heavy pressure, the Shaolin inheritance is not shorter than the time of the Daomen, and the heritage is also strong, an old Taoist quickly muttered: "It seems that Shaolin intends to directly expose the hole cards, no matter what the result of today's battle is, we should go all out!" ”

"Why don't you let Hong Qigong make a move?" Someone proposed, after all, Hong Qigong is one of the five uniques, a master of the innate realm.

However, Zhang Laodao, the new director of the Heavenly Master Dao, shook his head and said: "Hong Qigong is a beggar gang, and it is not suitable for this battle, since Shaolin dares to show his hole cards, he must also want to meet him, so we still need to launch a stronger generation, according to the poor Dao, it seems that it is not as good as Shenxiao Sect Lin Daoyou is a true cultivator, and it was once a rare genius in a hundred years, it is better to play on behalf of my Daomen, how about a battle to determine the outcome of a battle?" ”

The people around the Daomen all nodded slightly: "Lin Daoyou is indeed feasible, and he can also represent my Daomen families with full authority!" ”

As for the Jianghu sect, they no longer have the right to speak at this time.

Daomen is low-key but does not mean that the strength is weak, even Hong Qigong does not dare to bully, not to mention those Jianghu forces that do not have innate masters as hole cards, at most they rely on Daomen to live, and usually pick up a little cheap.

On the other side, the backyard of the Buddha Gate.

"Senior Uncle Ancestor, Senior Brother Duzhen asked me to wait to welcome you out!"

A few young monks respectfully said to an old man in a red robe, who had white eyebrows and white hair, a look of misery, and a string of huge Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, each as big as half a baby's fist.

Youyou opened his eyes, and the old monk said, "Amitabha, let's go." ”

For the prosperity of Buddhism, he also needs to go on a journey, and it is not to expose the Shaolin hole card.

In the martial arts field, the old monk paced slowly, looking at the rare old man of the Daomen and many martial arts masters in the world, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, "Why don't you come thousands of miles to my Shaolin to join in this fun?" It is important to know that Shaolin crosses people in troubled times, and preaches in prosperous times.

Whether it is born or escaping from the world, it is Shaolin's own choice, what to do with heroes and heroes such as you, or don't be the one who stands in the way, otherwise the Buddha will blame! The old monk's flat voice seemed to be full of the magic of a certain position, and people couldn't help but think: Is it a sin to prevent Shaolin from reopening the mountain gate?

After all, Shaolin also has a compassionate side.

Heavenly Master Dao Zhang Lao Dao's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but say, "You... You haven't even passed away yet? Zen Master Faxiang, didn't you publicize the retreat to the outside world fifty years ago? ”

He thought that this old monk had already been buried in the ground, but who knew that this old guy was still alive, and it seemed that he was in good spirits, and it was estimated that he would live for several decades.

"Amitabha Buddha and Master Zhang are still alive, how can the poor monk pass away?" The monk shook his head, and persuaded again: "You should go down the mountain later, I will act as if nothing happened in Shaolin, and from now on I will rely on my ability in the rivers and lakes." ”

As soon as he said these words, Zhang Laodao's face darkened, and he couldn't help glaring angrily: "Faxiang Zen Master, you practice the dry Zen method, which is still different from the authentic Shaolin Dafa, why fight for the Buddhism that does not belong to you?" ”

Zhang Laodao did not understand that there was a huge difference between Zen and Mahayana Buddhism.

And this Faxiang Great Zen Master is an old monk who broke through the innate with his kung fu more than fifty years ago, and now no one knows how strong his strength is, and Zhang Laodao's only concern is whether the person they are going to send is an opponent.

"Master Zhang, you are fascinated, in the eyes of the poor monks, whether it is Mahayana Buddhism or Hinayana Buddhism, or various Zen sects, they are actually part of Buddhism, only these things are composed of Buddhism is called Buddhism, and the poor monks are for Buddhism, not Shaolin."

The old monk explained calmly that he had already understood many things, and when he saw that the faces of the Taoist families were ugly, he said: "Everyone, since you have already chosen to do one, then come, the poor monk has not been idle all these years." ”

Zhang Laodao's face turned dark, so he had to say to the person next to him: "Lin Daoyou is ready to make a move, the arrow is ready to be sent." ”

The man nodded and said reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm sure." ”

Then he stood up with a handful of dust, and said to the old monk: "Zen master, one person wins and loses in one battle, whether Shaolin can reopen the mountain gate, how about it?" ”

A few more times, no one knows how many of these old monsters there are in Shaolin, after all, they have been inherited for many years, dozens of hundreds of years ago, and the sweeping monks are still there.

"Yes!"

Zen Master Faxiang nodded heavily, slowly took off the big Buddha bead around his neck, and said in a deep voice: "This battle is related to Buddhism and Taoism, and the poor monks will not release water, let alone give you a chance." ”

On the side, Monk Duzhen also nodded slowly, expressing his agreement with the words of the old monk and responsible for this matter.

Even Zhang Laodao of the Heavenly Master Dao also responded, "I also agree, if the Daomen loses, they will leave with the Daomen families and the factions of the rivers and lakes, if Shaolin loses, the mountain will be closed for a hundred years and cannot be reopened!" ”

"Good!" The old monk nodded, and also rushed to the truth and said: "The poor monk will do his best, and after ten years, there will be changes in the grassland, and you should lead the Shaolin stick monk to save him!" ”

As soon as these words came out, except for Jiang Que, everyone else didn't care much, and he couldn't help but become solemn, "This old monk actually expected the future?" ”

It's amazing!

If he expected it was not bad, the Mongol army would have gone south for almost these years, and when the Jin State was destroyed, the grassland and the Southern Song Dynasty would naturally confront each other.

At this time, the old Taoist priest didn't care about this, and said lightly: "Poor Dao Lin Lingsu, added as the ancestor of the Shenxiao Sect, and came to ask for one or two teachings on the Dharma of the Zen Master!" ”

"Hey, it's actually him, Lin Lingsu, who single-handedly created the Shenxiao Sect, isn't he actually dead?"

"Dozens of hundreds of years have passed, and I don't know how far this old-timer's skill has reached, I'm afraid that he has already broken into the innate and become peerless."

"I guess it's stronger."

Lin Lingsu revealed his identity, which surprised many people, this Daomen genius who used to wander away from the rivers and lakes and the court, was also a martial arts master, and won the trust of the official family back then, helping him establish the Daomen Shenxiao Sect to control the thunder.

I don't know if this Lin Laodao has mastered the thunder Jiang Que, but Lin Lingsu's ability to fool the official family back then was definitely first-class, don't look at Hong Qigong's ability to freely enter and leave the palace to get food to eat, it was just that the official family felt that the beggar gang had been restrained over the years, and they could still get information about the enemy country from time to time, so they acquiesced.

And Lin Lingsu dared to show his non-martial arts in front of the official family, and the official family finally funded him to establish the Shenxiao faction, this is not simple, how many people in the world can do it to such an extent?

In the end, Zhang Laodao saw that the time was almost up, so he rushed to the two people in the center of the martial arts arena and said, "Let's start, it's better to go back if it's over early!" ”

One is one of the low-key Taoist leaders, and the other is a former genius monk of Buddhism, who wins and who loses, but it is still unknown!