The next day, after breakfast, the abbot walked up to a few people in the field and said: "Yuan Shaoxia, today it is several seniors of this temple who teach Shaoxia martial arts, please go with the old man." ”

"Yes, please ask the abbot to lead the way," Yuan Ye said, getting up.

When he was about to set off, Yuan Ye found that the young monks who had eaten together in the dining room had all come out, and only three or four old monks remained.

Seeing this, Yuan Ye had already guessed the intention of the abbot of Kongwen, "It seems that he is afraid that Shaolin Sandu will lose again, and these young monks of Shaolin Temple will lose their courage in the future and lose their sense of identity with Shaolin."

Thinking of these, Yuan Ye didn't care, he has also walked the rivers and lakes all these years, and he has been fighting for many days, and he understands that martial arts often regard fame as more important than life.

The abbot of Emptiness was the first, and the Void Divine Monk followed by Yuan Ye, followed by Xiong Ba and Zhao Fan, who was as unnoticeable as a shadow. Finally, there are five old monks, all of whom have snow-white hair and rickety figures.

These old monks have seen them in the wilderness yesterday, and they are all Shaolin veterans, but because they are older, their kung fu is not as good as the four major Shaolin monks, so they did not make a move yesterday.

As for Xiong Wu, he did not accompany him. It was still morning when he was still clamoring to watch the battle, but Yuan Ye saw that his breath was still vain, and he didn't allow it.

He was about to splash and roll around, Xiong Ba really couldn't look at it, dragged him into the room and beat him again, and at this time he was hiding in the room with a blue nose and swollen face to heal his injuries.

After walking along the mountain road for a while, they had already left the temple, walked north to the temple, and then turned back to the left, walking towards a small peak.

"It seems that Shaolin Sandu really doesn't practice in the temple, but I don't know if it's on the mountain where the golden lion king Xie Xun was imprisoned after that day," Yuan Yuan thought to himself, looking at the mountain peak in front of him.

Everyone is strong in kung fu, and they will not feel difficult to climb the mountain, and after a while, the top of the mountain is close in front of them.

Turning a small mountain col again, a few people in the field saw that the side of the mountain was a large vertical cliff, afraid that it was not less than a hundred zhang high, and the end was a dangerous rock towering, and the strange rocks were craggy.

Walking from the edge of the cliff, you will reach the peak, to the peak, only to see the bare land is flat, there are no houses, only three tall pines, the works are arranged in a zigzag, the branches are inserted into the sky, and they are like dragons.

Seeing that there were no people on the top of this peak, and there were no houses, Xiong Ba was surprised and thought: "I don't know where the Shaolin seniors who are going to fight against Gongzi are, can they still escape?" ”

Zhao Fan has never squinted, his gaze has never been far from the wilderness, and nothing else can distract him.

Yuan Ye was not surprised, but he had already sensed the three breaths that were vague.

The abbot of Kongwen walked to the middle of the open space first, and first bowed down to the three pine trees and said: "Meet the three uncles, the original Shaoxia of Wudang has been brought, the original Shaoxia intends to teach Shaolin kung fu, and ask the three uncles to take over this battle on behalf of Shaolin." ”

"Humph," an angry snort came from one of the pine trees.

At this time, the three of them saw clearly that there were actually people in the pine tree. It turned out that the trunks of the two pine trees diagonally opposite each other were recessed into a hole, which was just enough for one person to sit. And in the hollow of each tree sat an old monk.

The monk sitting in the northeast corner had a dark face, like pig iron; The monk in the northwest corner is as yellow as a tree; The monk in the south was as pale as paper. The three monks all had deep-set cheeks and were so thin that they had no muscles.

They were observing them, and the three old monks were also scanning them, and after a while, the yellow-faced old monk snorted heavily, and said to the abbot of Kongwen: "Master and nephew of Kongwen, since Kongjian's nephew was killed by Xie Xun's thief, you are really waiting for a day, and now you are so tired that I have to wait for a shot."

After speaking, he didn't care that the abbot looked embarrassed, turned his head to stare at Xiong Ba and said: "This must be the original young man, the disciple of Wudang Zhang Zhenren, really good kung fu." ”

Xiong Ba turned his head to look at the Shaolin monk, and then looked at the field, with a blank expression, how could this old monk regard himself as a son as soon as he opened his mouth.

It turned out that this yellow-faced monk had profound skills and superb Buddhism, and he had already sensed the surging true qi in Xiong Ba's body. The skill is even better than that of the Shaolin abbot Kongwen monk, and he recognized the wrong person.

The abbot was even more embarrassed, but he could only stubbornly say: "Uh......, Uncle Qiyu, this is not the original young man, this is the original young man's subordinate Xiong Baxiong hero." ”

"Uh-huh......! Aren't you? Who is that Wudang Field? Before the yellow-faced old monk could speak, the black-faced old monk on the other side had his eyes wide, and he glanced at the three of them in the field and asked loudly.

Seeing this, Yuan Ye took a step forward, stood side by side with the abbot of Kongwen, bowed, and said, "Wudang disciple Yuan Ye pays a visit to the three senior monks. ”

"You are Zhang Sanfeng's disciple Yuanye? How can it be? Why don't you have the slightest skill? The black-faced old monk swept his face and asked questions in disbelief.

"Amitabha, is that so! But I waited to sit in the well and watch the sky, but I didn't expect that the original Shaoxia's kung fu had reached such a realm, and he had broken the cage of heaven and earth! The yellow-faced old monk suddenly said aloud.

"That's what Senior Brother said?" The white-faced old monk, who had been silent before, was incredulous when he heard this.

It's just that he didn't say anything perfectly, and he heard that the abbot and his party of Shaolin monks were confused.

"That's right, and then it's terrifying! Zhang Zhenren is really amazing! Not only did I break the cage of heaven and earth, but now even my disciples are far beyond me", the yellow-faced old monk sighed with a slightly gloomy face.

"Is this the realm of the day after tomorrow? Sure enough, the body is natural, the heaven and the earth are free, no wonder I thought you were just an ordinary person, without the slightest breath. The black-faced old monk muttered to himself, as if he was talking to the wilderness, and as if he was asking and answering himself.

At this time, the yellow-faced old monk solemnly replied to the wilderness, and said loudly: "The original young man is polite, the old man is known as the Doom, this white-faced junior brother is the Fa Du, and this black-faced junior brother is the Fa name Dujiao." ”

"It's a blessing to see the young man today, and now I know what the road ahead is, it's really a great pleasure."

The white-faced old monk continued: "The old man has seen the original young man, and the original young man seems to have already broken through to the acquired realm, which is really a heavenly asset. It's just that I don't know what kind of realm the Lingshi Zhang Zhenren has reached? ”

Yuan Ye pondered for a moment and replied, "Master Hui, when I came down the mountain three years ago, Master's realm had already surpassed the current realm of my juniors. ”

"Innate! Is it really innate? The black-faced old monk had come back to his senses at this time and said dejectedly.

"That's true, and the younger generation estimates that before Master accepted me as an apprentice, Master and his old man would have already broken through to the innate realm," Yuan Ye affirmed.

When the three old monks heard this, they glanced at each other, and their hearts were full of mixed tastes. They have been practicing penance for decades, and they are not only profound, but also profoundly Dharma.

But at this time, I suddenly heard that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng had broken through to the innate realm more than ten years ago, and the three of them had been sitting in bitter meditation for thirty years, and now they could only touch the threshold of the day after tomorrow.

Especially Zhang Sanfeng's disciples, they have already reached the acquired realm, and they are about to break through the innate realm again.

Shaolin Wudang is also a martial arts Taishan Beidou, especially Shaolin has always believed that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts are derived from Shaolin, and the Wudang faction is not as good as Shaolin!

At this time, no matter how profound the Shaolin Sandu Buddhism was, his heart was shaken by this news, and his Zen heart was shaky.