That little bald head.

Blinded the world.

Dressed in a simple monk's robe, the little monk who came out was quite majestic, although he was young, but he was not inferior to other monks in height. Holding a small stone mill in one hand and walking out of the gate of Shaolin Temple, the pace can be described as tiger-like.

The figure is majestic, but there is no majestic bearing.

The small appearance of only promises, this is a little monk.

The pace of Kunlun Sansheng He Zudao's progress was blocked by the stone mill thrown out by the little monk in front of him.

Astound!

Accidentally!

And surprised!

Not only He Zudao was surprised, but other monks of Shaolin Temple were also quite surprised.

This little monk was known to other monks, and it was Zhang Junbao, a disciple of the great monk Jueyuan who followed and guarded the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

As for the legal number......

He hasn't yet, and he has always been called Junbao in the temple.

However, to the shock of the other monks, Zhang Junbao's martial arts displayed in this stone mill greatly surprised everyone.

"Little monk!"

"What's your name?"

He Zudao felt the sword body that was still trembling, and asked in a loud voice. Others may not know the way, and only feel that the little monk is not ordinary from the strength that flew out of the stone mill, but He Zudao, who received a sword head-on, did not think so.

The little monk in front of him has no bad internal strength.

"Little monk!"

"Zhang Junbao!"

"I've seen a real Taoist!"

Regardless of whether he was right or not, Zhang Junbao's tone was soft and weak, quite low, but he was very polite, but he didn't lose the face of Buddhism.

In the grove on the side.

"Zhang Junbao?!"

Miss Guo Er looked at the majestic little monk, her face was weird, she tilted her head and glanced at the other monks, and finally made an impression of Zhang Junbao in her heart - he was still a foodie. As a monk, you can eat such a figure. Where is not a foodie?

Yue Yuan didn't know what Miss Guo Er was thinking in her heart, and his eyes were falling on the little monk Zhang Junbao at the moment.

For this little monk......

Yue Yuan has a great interest.

In other words, this time I came to Shaolin Mountain and Shaolin Temple, just for this little monk.

To be precise, Yue Yuan and Guo Xiang both came to Shaomu Mountain at the same time, both for one person, that is this little monk Zhang Junbao.

"Hah!"

"The little monk is not bad!"

"I am the Three Sages of Kunlun He Zudao!"

"Shaolin Temple is a disappointment after all, the so-called monks are not good, but in the end it was ended by a little monk. What a pity! ”

He Zudao also saw the faces of the other monks, and those monks were also surprised by Zhang Junbao's appearance. In a sect, such a good disciple is unknown to others, which makes He Zudao can't help but despise Shaolin Temple.

Something, smart people are obvious.

After finishing speaking, He Zudao's gaze fell on Zhang Junbao's body again, and said with a smile: "Since the little monk is willing to come forward, then as long as you can win the long sword in my hand, this matter will end here." How is it? ”

During this period, even if the Quanzhen Sect was divided internally and the Quanzhen Sect existed in name only, Taoism was still the largest sect in the world.

Facing the Shaolin Temple of Buddhism. It can be said that it does not care at all.

For the Kunlun Three Sages He Zudao, since there is a conflict with the Shaolin Temple at the moment, even if it is a conflict, it is better to show the prestige of the Kunlun faction. After the fight. If he told someone to bring it himself, he was done.

It's just that this little monk who suddenly appeared made He Zudao interested. Or rather, love is the heart.

"Really?"

Zhang Junbao raised his head weakly, looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him, and asked.

"Seriously!"

Nodding, He Zudao said yes.

"That's good!"

"The little monk is offended!"

Throwing the stone mill on the ground, his hands folded, Zhang Junbao bent down and saluted. After finishing speaking, he lowered his body, picked up a stick from the side, and got ready to start.

In the face of Zhang Junbao's actions, He Zudao was still smiling, looking at the little monk in front of him.

As soon as the wooden stick in his hand was raised, it was the first move that shook the earth.

Instantly.

The monks present were stunned.

As an opponent, He Zudao was stunned.

And in the woods.

This is the way to play......

It's worse than the nervous movement of Kou Zhong who danced with his scimitar when he first saw him.

Yue Yuan, who became a bystander, covered his head with a little girl's little hand in one hand, and his face was unbearable. Seeing this, the little girl also covered her little face with her other little hand and made a gesture of putting her head on her head.

As for Guo Xiang, his eyes were about to jump out, Zhang Junbao's performance was too unexpected.

It's not too good, it's too bad, it's a mess.

Blinded by the momentum of the previous appearance.

In the face of Zhang Junbao's earth-shattering power of the ghosts and gods to split Huashan, He Zudao's body was slightly on one side, and the stick smashed directly on the ground, with a loud bang, under this blow, the other party actually smashed the stone slab on the ground out of a gap that was far away, and the stone slabs on both sides flew to the ground.

There is no internal strength, but there is no martial arts.

With just one move, He Zudao saw the depth of Zhang Junbao. However, he didn't care, but used a playful mentality, wanting to see how the little monk defeated himself and the long sword in his hand.

The ground quickly became potholes as soon as the sticks were smashed.

After Zhang Junbao smashed it for the fifth time with a red face, the wooden stick finally shattered into pieces all over the sky. And in between, He Zudao didn't make a sword, and all the movements were just sideways to avoid.

This fight finally made Guo Xiang of Xiaolin can't help but chuckle.

That little monk, that's so stupid!

This is Guo Xiang's only impression.

"Who is it?"

"Come out!"

Although the laughter was soft, it was still heard clearly by Zhang Junbao.

Because of the broken wooden stick in his hand, Zhang Junbao did not continue to make an immediate move, but his eyes fell on the direction of the grove. At the same time, He Zudao's gaze also fell there, and he also heard the coquettish laughter.

This laughter......

Raising his eyebrows, a smile flashed in He Zudao's eyes.

"I've seen you all in Xia Yuexiang!"

"Little monk, you don't want to fight with the Taoist, do you want to fight with me?"

Dressed in a yellow shirt. With a long sword in hand, Guo Xiang came out of the woods like this and walked towards the monks. As for Yue Yuan, the two of them were still holding the little girl and standing in the woods, and they only heard Guo

voice, but I don't know the trace of the Daoist Dao Gongzi at all.

Instead, He Zudao continued to glance thoughtfully at the grove.

That Huafa Taoist priest......

“……”

Zhang Junbao didn't expect that what he scolded was a beautiful girl, and he was laughed at by the other party's laughter like a silver bell, and his face suddenly turned red, and his hands and feet became a little unsure where to put it.

"Donor!"

"Not really!"

"It's just that you're hiding...... That one...... Amitabha! ”

The words are hesitant, where has Zhang Junbao seen such a beautiful girl and such a nice laugh, facing Guo Xiang's words. The whole person was about to shrink into a ball, this quail-like appearance, I almost didn't think that the woman under the mountain was a tiger, and the woman who went up the mountain was a Tyrannosaurus rex.

In a flash.

Seeing this, Yue Yuan, who was in the woods, almost felt that he had returned to the original Heng Mountain.

It can be said that if Guo Xiang makes a move, I am afraid that it will be impossible for this Zhang Junbao to win. After all, people rarely go down the mountain when they are in Shaolin, and under normal circumstances, they take care of the scriptures with their own masters in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Guarding is taking care, and even Zhang Junbao is not qualified to read books.

Zhang Junbao's performance. Naturally, the other monks were very helpless, and in this case, a young monk also walked out and stopped in front of Guo Xiang.

"You are?"

Guo Xiang couldn't hide his excitement at the moment. If it is in the case of parents or sisters-in-law together, this situation will naturally not be encountered. I'm afraid of the confrontation just now, Guo Jing will definitely intervene in it and settle this matter with his strong face and prestige. By the way, Mrs. Guo abducted a group of monks to help guard Xiangyang.

This will definitely happen.

And now it can be regarded as Guo Xiang really facing the rivers and lakes alone, although he has a big brother behind him as a strong backing. But Yue Yuan will not be as pedantic and serious as Guo Jing. Moreover, Guo Xiang faintly felt that the eldest brother's impression of the monk was not good.

Since the impression is not good, Guo Xiang feels that he should also teach these monks a lesson.

So, she came out.

"Donor, the little monk's name is colorless!"

The young monk clasped his hands together and saluted.

Looking at the other party's situation of staggering himself and Zhang Junbao, Guo Xiang understood the other party's plan. As soon as he stepped here, Guo Xiang and He Zudao's eye greetings naturally fell in the eyes of others, and not all monks were as stupid as Zhang Junbao.

Colorless saw the greeting look, coupled with what He Zudao had just done, so he came out and blocked Guo Xiang.

The three saints of Kunlun may not be able to win the battle, but a young girl may not.

Just when Guo Xiang confronted Colorless, Zhang Junbao fought with He Zudao again.

This time is different from the previous ones.

Zhang Junbao, who didn't know how to use sticks, gave up his plan to use a long stick to dance around, and changed to use his fists.

Equally.

Because of Guo Xiang's unexpected appearance, Kunlun Sansheng He Zudao also restrained his previous slightly playful plan, and was ready to face Zhang Junbao's challenge seriously and show his true strength.

In this way, the two future rivals in love are making a move.

The sword is like a dragon.

The fist is like a mountain.

The two great talents of Taoism and Buddhism are fighting each other.

Swords of the Sword.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, He Zudao does have extremely high attainments, and it can be said that in terms of skills, he is far superior to Zhang Junbao. Even if Zhang Junbao is indomitable and plays Luohan Boxing very seriously, Tiger and Tiger Boxing temporarily flattens his disadvantages, but in the eyes of other monks, this is not the case.

Some of the monks' complexions had become more and more somber.

After more than a dozen moves, after the two collided with each other, the two engaged in the most dangerous internal fight.

Hearing only a muffled sound, He Zudao's long sword crossed his chest, and the whole person took five steps in a row before he stopped, and the last step was to smash the stone slab under his feet.

What a strong internal force!

Looking up, just as He Zudao was about to step forward and fight Zhang Junbao again, a buzzing sound came from the side.

Rumble!

A black object crossed in front of He Zudao and smashed to the ground with a loud bang.

Suddenly, debris and water splashed everywhere.

It forced everyone present to be dismissed.

In the woods, Yue Yuan's gaze fell on the end of the path, where a great monk was carrying a large cone-shaped iron bucket and walked up step by step. (To be continued......)