Time flies, and three years pass leisurely.

Henan Songshan is 60 kilometers long from east to west, there are 72 peaks in total, the east is Taimur Mountain, the west is Shaomu Mountain, its main peak is 1512 meters above sea level, magnificent.

At this time, on the mountain road of Shaomu Mountain, four people urged the horses to come and were heading towards the mountain.

The mountain is quite steep, but the mountain road is a long row of wide stone steps, the scale is magnificent, and the project is really not small. But at this time, the stone steps have been worn out a lot, just because this stone steps were excavated by Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty for the Shaolin Temple of Linxing, a total of eight miles long, and it has been hundreds of years at this time.

The four horses are all tall and long, and their feet are very strong, but they can also stride up on this mountain road, and they are obviously the horses of the north, and they are much taller than the horses of the south.

The first was a jujube red horse, and a long sword with a simple style hung around the horse's neck. And on horseback was a young man in white, the young man was dressed in white, his temperament was as warm as jade, and he was smiling. A pair of silver-white eyes opened and closed, but they looked around with great interest.

In the center are two taller black horses, and immediately two big men with black faces and black armor.

Both of them were covered in knotted muscles, and their hands were thick with calluses. When the eyes are opened and closed, they are angry, and ordinary people must look at two wars, and it is difficult to move an inch.

The two big men were as tall as an iron tower, and they both carried two giant swords of the same style on their backs, which looked very strange.

The greatsword was unsheathed, and the hilt was very long, and the blade was almost six feet long and one foot wide. It doesn't look like a sword, but like a door panel.

On the last piece of green horse was a thin man, with a white face and beard, and a purple robe that was very gorgeous and generous. This gorgeous robe is on his body, showing that this man is quite feminine.

"Brother Ba, Ah Wu, the two of you can't control your murderous aura for this time, it's easy to go crazy if you go on like this, and when you return to Wudang Mountain, you can practice with my master for a while!"

As he walked, he felt the murderous aura emanating from the two big men behind him, and the young man who walked in front turned around and said.

The two big men glanced at each other, and the strong man with a Chinese character face on the right smiled bitterly: "Childe, we killed all the Mongolian Tartars who oppressed the Han people and those rogues and thieves who did a lot of evil. ”

"So what do you want? Just stay in the first-class realm for the rest of your life? Look at Xiao Fanzi, it's only been a year, and Xiao Fanzi has already broken through the second-rate realm, and sooner or later he will surpass you. The young man in white said.

In the end, the man in purple smiled slightly when he heard this, quite feminine and charming, and said, "How can the little brother's little effort be compared to the two eldest brothers." ”

At this time, the strong man with a beard on the black horse on the left side of the middle laughed and said, "Xiaofan, don't be modest. Your kung fu is really powerful, and it is not in vain that you killed in the Dadu Palace a year ago. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to the white-clothed young man in front of him and said, "Childe, I've always been curious, at that time, you could have killed the dog emperor with a sword, how could you let him go?" ”

"Stupid, Childe has his own consideration for how to behave, so why don't you talk too much," the strong man with a Chinese character face on the black horse beside him scolded.

The white-clothed young man on the jujube red horse did not answer him immediately, but looked at the distant mountains, his face looked quite dusty, and it was obvious that he had been traveling for a long time.

"Now is not the time to kill him, in the future, you can help me kill him when you have enough kung fu", after a long time, the young man in white clamped the horse's belly and urged the horse to continue to go up the mountain, but the words came with the mountain wind.

"Yes, Gongzi found out, and in the future, I will personally take the head of the dog emperor for Gongzi." The bearded man replied in a loud voice.

Half an hour later, with the clatter of horses' hooves on the stone steps, some people had already reached the mountainside of Mt. Shaomuro.

The mountain road turned up, and the young man in white looked back, only to see five waterfalls on the opposite mountain splashing jade, rushing down. Then I looked around and looked down at the mountains, and saw that the mountains were like ant leeches.

Taking a deep breath of the fresh mountain breeze, he suddenly felt that his whole body was a lot more transparent, and the young man in white whispered: "The name of Zhongyue Song Mountain is really worthy of its name!" ”。

A few people turned a corner along the mountain road again, and looked from afar, only to see the yellow wall and blue tiles in front, and there was a large temple.

The bearded man looked at this magnificent temple and grinned: "This Shaolin Temple is really magnificent, it is much more magnificent than Kunlun, Kongtong, and Emei."

The strong man with the national character face glanced at him, and said angrily: "This is natural, Shaolin has stood tall for hundreds of years, and it is natural that it is not comparable to any other sect." ”

After speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him with a rough gaze, as if he sensed that something was wrong in his words.

The white-clothed young man looked at the large solemn temple in the mountains in front of him for a moment, and then said: "That's true, Shaolin Temple has always been the source of martial arts in the world, and there have always been masters of hermitage. ”

"Childe is peerless, except for Zhang Zhenren, who else in the world is Childe's opponent, Childe will definitely be able to break through", the thin man finally said.

"Alas......! Innate! How difficult it is to be born! The young man in white sighed.

The young man in white sighed and said, "Okay, this is close to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, let's get off the mountain and go up the mountain!" ”

Immediately, the four of them turned over and dismounted, led the horses and continued to the mountain.

After walking slowly for hundreds of steps, he was already close to the Shaolin Mountain Gate. I saw that the left side of the road was full of trees, and there was a forest of steles in the shade.

Most of the steles have been destroyed, and some of them are also indistinct, and I don't know what is written. It's obviously a long time ago.

After the stele forest, and then go up a hundred stone steps, you have arrived in front of the temple gate, only to hear a chanting sound came: "World Venerable, in the next 500 years of turbid and evil world, there are those who are held by the classics, I should guard, remove their decay, make them safe, so that those who do not seek their convenience, if the devil, if the devil, if the witch, if the devil, if the devil people,......"

I saw one tall and one short, two thin young monks sitting in front of the mountain gate, closing their eyes and chanting, when they approached, the sound of horses' hooves came up along the mountain wind, and the two monks opened their eyes at the same time and stood up.

Looking at the few people who had approached the temple gate, the tall and thin monk on the right said in a loud voice: "Amitabha, I don't know where the benefactors came from and what happened to this temple." ”

The white-clothed young man in front of him saluted with his hands together and said: "Two masters, in the Lower Wudang Wilderness, I heard that Shaolin's martial arts are the best in the world, so I came to see it." ”

"Wilderness?" The tall and thin monk's tone was puzzled, and the expression on his face was strange.

You must know that for hundreds of years, except for the incident in the Song Dynasty and the changes more than a hundred years ago, Shaolin has dominated the world. Now that he suddenly heard a Wudang disciple who looked so young say that he was going to challenge Shaolin, it was no wonder that his face was strange.

"Silver eyes! You are the Black Flag Lord Traceless Son! The shorter monk next to the tall and thin monk inadvertently swept the pair of silver-white eyes on the face of the white-clothed young man, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, and he exclaimed.

"Black Flag Master!" The tall and thin monk also exclaimed, and his eyes scanned the white-clothed young man below the stairs in horror.

It turned out that the four people who went up to Shaomu Mountain were the Yuan Ye and Xiongba, Xiong Wu brothers, and Zhao Fan.

It has been three years since they left Xiangyang, and in the past three years, several of them have traveled from east to west, from north to south, almost all over the Central Plains.

Even because he wanted to find the Kunlun faction to challenge, he actually traveled to the Western Regions, and many stories happened on the way.

Along the way, Yuan Ye was to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts, and the two brothers Xiong Ba and Xiong Wu were to hone their martial arts, but as for Zhao Fan, they had another gain.

As for the Black Flag Lord, it's a different story.

At the beginning of March, several people came to Henan, and the purpose of their visit was the Shaolin Temple, which is located on Shaolin Mountain.

Last night, Taishan Beidou on the martial arts, Shaolin Temple has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are countless magic cheats, and I don't know how many good hands are hidden.

If the field is going to do great things in the future, the martial arts of the rivers and lakes will inevitably be suppressed, and at this time, only the Shaolin faction has not come.

Therefore, as soon as they arrived in Dengfeng, several people immediately urged Shaolin Mountain to come, ready to comprehend the breadth and profundity of Shaolin martial arts.

The two Shaolin monks took a few breaths, and finally came back to their senses, among which the tall and thin monk folded his hands, sang a Buddha horn, and said: "Amitabha, the son can come to the temple, Shaolin Peng is shining, the son also please go to the temple for a while, and the little monk will go to the abbot." ”

As he spoke, he whispered to the shorter monk, and then the tall and thin monk walked up the mountain quickly, obviously to spread the news that the Yuan Ye group had come to Shaolin.

As for the words that the tall and thin monk told the short and fat monk, although it was a whisper for the two of them, Yuan Ye heard it clearly, and it was nothing more than telling the short and fat monk to hold them back and give the temple time to prepare.

The corners of Yuan Ye's mouth raised, and he really didn't care in his heart, even if they were ready for themselves, they were afraid!

In fact, it's no wonder that the Shaolin monk is so nervous, in fact, in the past few years, if any sect hears about the visit of the Traceless Prince, they have to be vigilant.

It's just that what they have done in the past few years has really made all the sects lose face, but they can't have a seizure, they can only knock out their front teeth and bloody throats.

A month ago, Shaolin received news that after hearing that Yuan Ye and his party had been to Mount Emei in Sichuan, the Shaolin faction was secretly glad that the Emei faction had lost some bad luck.

Unexpectedly, after they got off Emei, they actually passed through Chengdu and continued eastward, pointing directly to Dengfeng.

Obviously, the Shaolin monks will not think that they are here to Dengfeng to play, then their destination is very clear, the big forces within a thousand miles of Dengfeng, Henan, who else is there besides Shaolin Temple!

Half a month ago, the three Shaolin monks, as well as the heads of each hall, urgently studied for half the night, and finally came to the conclusion that this battle was inevitable.

But even if it loses in the end, Shaolin will lose with a head and a face, and it must not be the same as the Huashan faction, losing martial arts and dying, and being scolded by the whip corpse.

Since that Shaolin, the atmosphere has changed greatly, and the abbot has personally issued a ban, and the monks in the temple are not allowed to go down the mountain.

Although the monks complained bitterly, no one dared to violate the ban, so they had to practice in the temple all day long, and it was strange to say that since then, the business of some restaurants and brothels in Dengfeng City has plummeted.

Well, it seems that everyone has been affected by the Shaolin atmosphere, and everyone has cultivated themselves.

A few days later, I finally waited for the group of Yuanye to come.

At this time, the short and fat monk standing in front of the field was panicked and nervous, but he was also very happy in his heart.

Not long after, when the news of their trip to Shaomu Mountain reached Dengfeng, I don't know how many little ladies were overjoyed, and they looked shy, not knowing that they thought of the enemy.