"I reported that he was a thief and used the Houyi Divine Bow of our Fulong Temple." The monk came to the stage and pointed to the little tiger.

"The Houyi Divine Bow will never miss, no matter how far it goes, it will hit the target accurately." As he spoke, the monk came to Xiaohu and snatched the bow and arrow.

Xiaohu didn't resist, and calmly gave him the bow and arrow.

"Hit the bull's-eye." The monk took the arrow and drew the bow, looked at the distant target below, and let go of his hand.

"Whoosh!" Sharp arrows are fired.

However, halfway through the shot, the arrow fell and pierced into the ground.

"This ......" There was silence in the field, and the monk was stunned for a moment, looking at the arrow that pierced the ground.

"Impossible, this is the Houyi Divine Bow." The monk shouted, and again he took an arrow from the side and shot it.

However, as a result, due to the long-range shooting of the target, half of the force was exhausted, and it fell into the ground.

"This ......" The monk was completely stunned, and everyone in the audience looked at him with strange eyes.

Originally, I saw that he swore by him, and I thought it was true, but now......

"Don't try it, it's not a Houyi Divine Bow, it's just an ordinary bow and arrow." At this time, Xiaohu stepped forward calmly and looked at the monk.

"My lord, the Houyi Divine Bow of Fulong Temple was indeed stolen, but that thief is not very good at riding, and the horses galloped halfway and I got them.

But the thief was not found at that time, so he came up with this method in order to find the thief, and participated in the competition to let the thief take the initiative to appear, and now it really appeared, he was the thief. Xiaohu faced the town guard, and finally shouted and pointed at the monk.

"You're fooling me!" The monk who was exposed in front of him reacted, became angry, and strode forward to teach Xiaohu a lesson.

However, he is not only riding, but also not very good at martial arts, but Xiaohu has practiced seriously, and he easily knocked him down with three punches and two kicks.

At this time, the soldiers under the high platform also quickly came to the stage and captured the monks.

"Haha, good, nice young man, not only superb archery but also brave and resourceful." After a series of reversals, the town guard also sorted things out, and looked at Xiaohu Dao with a big smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, I am a Shaolin disciple in the next year, and I am not here for the competition, and now the thief is catching and leaving, and my two friends escort the Shengong back to Shaolin." Xiaohu said modestly and saw Xiaolan and Xiaolong in the audience.

Although the town guard was optimistic about Xiaohu, he didn't stay long when he saw this, Xiaohu took his ordinary bow and stepped down and came to Xiaolan and Xiaolong.

"Okay, Xiaohu, I haven't seen it yet, you still have some brains, but when did your archery skills become so good? Did you really shoot it yourself? Xiaolong looked at Xiaohu in disbelief.

"Of course I shot it myself, this practice is not for nothing." Xiaohu strongly supported himself.

"Xiaolan, how is it, yes, I not only found the bow, but also caught the thief." said a word to Xiaolong, and Xiaohu said to Xiaolan with a flattering face.

"Yes, it's really good, our big hero, he has a magic bow, catches thieves, is brave and strategic, I envy it.

That's what you're showing us? Let's see how good you are? Xiao Lan said in a long voice, turned around and left directly.

"Hey, Lan." Xiaohu hurriedly chased after him.

Air.

Zheng Xuan looked at the three people below, the excitement was over, and he flew directly to the Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple.

The Son of Heaven came to Shaolin in person, Shaolin Temple has been fully prepared, the monks of the whole temple moved together, clean water splashed the street, swept the dust and stains, and put up lights, and the whole temple took on a new look.

Zheng Xuan arrived, looked down at the busy monks below, and came to the center of the temple, the top of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, crawling down with his eyes closed and waiting for his fruit.

The weather in this world cannot be judged by long-term reason, with the passage of time, it is clear that the day before is still full of ice and snow, and the next day the ice and snow melt, winter goes to spring, the vegetation is lush, and it is full of vitality.

In this spring blossom and vitality, breathing the spring air, Zheng Xuan calmly waited for the nineteenth, Shaolin Temple put on a big posture, when the son of today arrived.

"Welcome to Shaolin Temple!" Sanzang came to Luan and folded his hands in front of him.

"The abbot of Sanzang doesn't have to pay much attention." A voice came out from Luan's driving, and the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with dragon patterns painted on his head and a crown on his head walked out.

Is this what is the son of today? It's too shabby to travel!

At the top of the palace, Zheng Xuan also looked at this scene and secretly complained when he saw the Son of Heaven.

There are only twelve small soldiers around, counting the commander Wang Dawson, and some other service personnel, there are no more than thirty people in total, so few people are not afraid of accidents?

Zheng Xuan complained, everything was going on in an orderly manner below, the Son of Heaven moved to a high platform, and the lower side was in the ring, watching the show prepared by Shaolin, and the disciples performed martial arts.

Zheng Xuan also arrived, and was ready to admire it at the top of a nearby palace.

The first to come to the stage was a warrior monk, holding a long stick to the Son of Heaven with a fist, a set of demon stick methods to perform, wide open and close.

The warrior monk ended, stepped down, and another warrior monk came to the stage, and a soft sword sword was scattered, soft and rigid.

With the famous warrior monk on stage, not long after, Xiaolan appeared, with a solemn face, came to the ring and brandished a long whip, jumping and dancing from time to time.

Profile.

"Sanzang, as far as I know, your Shaolin Temple never accepts female disciples." The Son of Heaven smiled and said to the side.

"Your Majesty, it's trying now." Sanzang said respectfully.

Tianzi smiled and didn't say anything, and continued to watch Xiaolan perform.

Near the roof of the temple.

Zheng Xuan also looked at Xiaolan.

Is this gymnastics?

Watching the action and complaining secretly.

On the stage, Xiaolan waved the long whip and jumped from time to time, swung a circle around herself from time to time, shook twice from time to time, her steps were light, and her movements were soft, similar to the gymnastics he had seen in his previous life.

Not long after the gymnastics performance, Xiaolan flew up, came to the air, waved a long whip in a circle, and slowly landed on the ground, gently giving a salute and slowly getting off the stage.

Xiaolan is followed by Xiaohu, Xiaohu is okay, the long stick in his hand is not ventilated, and the stick shadow is heavily splashed with ink.

After Xiaohu's martial arts performance ended, Xiaolong did not appear.

He remembered that in this episode, Xiaolong seemed to have been dropped by the Thousand-Faced Demon, and was found by Xiaolan and ran away, and then transformed into the Son of Heaven.

The Thousand Faces Demon can transform into any creature, and it is very powerful to a certain extent, but it has an Achilles' heel that you can't look in the mirror, and you will be found in the mirror when you look at it.

Now Xiaolong has not appeared, which means that he will soon follow the instructions of the Black Fox King, transform into the Son of Heaven, and control the world in disguise.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xuan's body moved, and he came to the side of the Son of Heaven who got up and was about to leave, "Escort!" ”

The Son of Heaven accompanied by Sanzang to a palace, Zheng Xuan also came to the side invisible, Sanzang withdrew, and two soldiers were on duty outside the door.

The Son of Heaven sat on a chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, Zheng Xuan found another one to wait with peace of mind, not in a hurry, waiting for the Thousand Faces Demon to deliver it to the door by himself.

didn't let him wait long, and soon, the door opened, and this time the guard commander, "King Dawson" entered.

"It's Wang Aiqing, what's the matter?" The Son of Heaven opened his eyes and said.

"King Dawson" didn't say anything, and looked at the Son of Heaven.

"Wang Aiqing?" The Son of Heaven stood up and said.

"Huh! Your Majesty, who do you think this is? "Wang Dawson" chuckled, and at the same time, his body changed, and a figure exactly like the Son of Heaven appeared.