After walking for a while, I thought in my heart, I went up the mountain like this, but I was afraid that the abbot would not see it, and he had been arrested by the people of the Shura Sect or Wudang, how could I think of a way to make them not recognize. As he was hesitating, several people came to him, all holding dog beating sticks, their clothes were in tatters, each carrying bags of different sizes, and their faces were covered with dust and grease. The leader has a gray beard and a red face. They walked past Xuanmeng, and one of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old children said, "Hey, this brother, are you also going to the Shaolin Temple to help Shaolin deal with the Shura Sect?" ”

Xuan Meng waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I am a resident at the foot of the mountain." Shaolin Temple I know that those great monks are very good to us, I often see it, I don't know what happened in the past two days, there are always people going up the mountain. I hope those masters are okay. Seeing him tremble, the kid frowned and said, "It turns out that you are a local resident, I thought you were also from the martial arts?" The old man who took the lead gave Xuanmeng a strange look.

Xuanmeng hurriedly avoided to the side of the mountain road, and when they passed, two more people dressed in Taoist costumes and with long swords hanging from their waists came over. When Xuanmeng saw that he was a Taoist priest, he was very disgusted and walked to the side. I only heard the two of them say as they walked: "Look, isn't the person in front of Elder Sun of the Beggar Gang, I don't know if the leader of the Beggar Gang will come to help." This Shura Sect is really bold, and it dares to challenge the Shaolin Temple, which is too overwhelming. Another humanitarian: "Don't underestimate the Shura Sect, they have been prosperous in the past few years, I heard that the three sects and nine streams affiliated to them, what Haisha Gang, Qinglong Gang, and Baishamen have come a lot, but I am afraid that they will gather at this thousand-year-old temple at noon today." This is also a rare martial arts event in a hundred years. I heard that the head of Wudang has also arrived. "Walk away.

Only then did Xuanmeng know that it was noon that day, and the various martial arts factions gathered in Shaolin, and the first few people were from the beggars. The beggar gang knew that it was said to be a major sect in the martial arts, and its influence spread all over the country, but he didn't expect that the beggar gang also had children as old as him. Suddenly, he patted his head, there is, why not follow the example of the beggar gang, find a tattered clothes to wear, and wipe something on his face, so that the people of the Shura Sect and the Wudang Sect will not recognize him.

The decision was made, and when he saw that it was still early, he went down the mountain to a farmer's house, bought an old suit, and deliberately tore a few places to change the cyan coat on his body. The peasant woman, when she saw a child buying their child's old clothes, was amazed when she saw that he had torn them in some places, but when she got the money, her heart was glad and she asked no more.

Xuanmeng handed over the little black donkey to the woman's care, looked for an unmanned stream, grabbed a handful of mud and rubbed it in his hand, wiped it on his face, and shone it on the stream. Xuanmeng dressed up, proud in his heart, jumped up and turned over two somersaults, broke a branch on the side of the road, took it in his hand, and walked towards Shaolin Temple.

There were more and more people on the mountain road, men and women, old and young, so he followed a group of people up the mountain.

In less than half an hour, I arrived in front of the temple. I saw that the temple was crowded with thousands of people. Among them, there is a monk who knows the guest, in his forties, greets people from time to time, runs around, and is very capable.

Xuanmeng took a closer look in the crowd, hoping to see Kexin's traces.

After a while, I suddenly heard someone shouting, "The beggar gang leader Ruan has arrived." When the monk heard this, he smiled and grabbed it to greet him. I saw more than a dozen people walking up the mountain. The first one, in his sixties, was tall, wearing an old robe with a few patches, a square face, a nose, piercing eyes, and a beard under his chin. Although he is dressed in old clothes, he is very powerful, and it is the world-famous beggar gang leader Ruan Xiuwu.

The monk bent down and said, "Amitabha, Ruan Gang Master, I don't want to alarm your old man, please." Ruan Gang Leader waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, you always ask Huazi to ask for your life for your fellow martial artists." As he spoke, he walked in with the monk of the acquaintance. Many people rushed forward to pay their respects.

Before I arrived at the door, I saw two people walking out of the door, one was an old monk in a robe. Xuanmeng fixed his eyes and saw that it was the old monk he met in Tiandu Peak that day, and he knew that he was the abbot of Shaolin. The other was an old Taoist priest, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, with a black beard floating under his chin, with a bright spirit and a smile on his face.

The old monk clasped his palms together as he walked and said, "Amitabha, the presence of the Ruan Gang Master is really making our temple shine." Ruan Gang Master hugged his fists and said: "Abbot Benxu, you're polite." Then he said to the old Taoist priest: "Xuanji old way, I don't want you to get ahead of me, I always call you lazy, you should fight, you should fight." The old man smiled and said: "The old man is called Hua, your own people, what are you poor and polite." ”

Xuanmeng saw that the old Taoist and the head of Shaolin came out side by side, and it was expected that his status was not under the leader of the beggar gang, and he didn't know who this person was, so he only listened to the people around him: "Isn't that the head of Wudang Xuanji Taoist, I don't want his old man to come in person, see what the demon of the Shura Sect can do?" Xuanmeng was shocked when he heard this, it turned out that this old Taoist priest was the head of Wudang, but in his heart he said that Wudang could have any good people, looking at his fake appearance, I don't know what conspiracy there is in Shaolin Temple, I am afraid that the Taiyi secret is true, and the help is false. He hated Xuanwu to the extreme, and the little good impression he had just had for Xuanji suddenly disappeared.

only listened to the people around him: "The head of the mysterious machine is as evil as hatred, he used to be chivalrous when he was young, and I don't know how many chivalrous and happy things he has done." In recent years, he rarely went out, practiced in Wudang retreat, and it is said that martial arts cultivation has been above the abbot of this void, and some people secretly call him the first person in martial arts. ”

Another person whispered: "The reputation of the head of Xuanji is spread in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many people want to get close to him and be taught by him." But this first person in martial arts is not just talking about his martial arts, but referring to his character and chivalrous heart. Xuanmeng already had a preconceived idea, although he heard the people around him praise the Xuanji Taoist, but he couldn't change his mind. I wanted to find an opportunity to meet the abbot of Benxu and tell him about the original yuan, but now that there is a mystery beside him, he will not go over.