There was a large group of monks standing in the hall, and Gu Mozhi was dancing a copper tripod in the center of the hall, showing off the seventy-two Shaolin stunts.

The Shaolin monks all looked nervous, looking at the Gu Mozhi in the field in amazement, and they didn't notice Long Tao's arrival.

When the Gumo Zhixuan skills were completed, the faces of the Shaolin monks were like ashes, and the abbot Xuan Ci sighed and said: "The national teacher's magic skills are eye-opening, and the old man knows that there is a sky outside the sky today, and the Shaolin Temple is willing to bow down." ”

Hatama Zhizhi was so proud that he was about to humble himself when a clear voice came in from outside the door: "Master Abbot, how can you be fooled so easily?" ”

All the monks turned their heads together, and Long Tao calmly walked into the main hall, looking at Gu Mozhi with a smile.

When Gu Mozhi saw that it was Long Tao, he just wanted to leave immediately, but fortunately, he had been practicing Buddhism for many years, and his concentration was acceptable.

Xuan Ci asked, "Who is the donor?" ”

Long Tao said: "In the Lower Vulture Palace, he is the head of the Wandering Sect. ”

The monks were all moved, although they had never seen Long Tao, but the name of Gan Yao was really in full swing in the rivers and lakes.

Xuan Ci said: "The master of the palace is here, and our temple has lost its welcome, please forgive me." ”

"The abbot is gracious."

Xuan Ci asked again: "Just now, the palace master said that the old man was fooled, I don't know what he meant?" ”

Long Tao pointed at Gu Mozhi and said with a smile: "This Tubo national teacher is not using an authentic Shaolin stunt, why didn't the abbot find out?" ”

Xuan Ci was stunned, glanced at Gu Mozhi, and said: "The national teacher is erudite and talented, and he is more familiar with the martial arts of our temple than us. ”

Long Tao saw that there were several old monks around Xuan Ci whose faces were pale, and some of them even had blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and thought to himself that this Gu Mozhi was really taking the lead for Murong Fu, he beat the master of Shaolin Temple to a lot, and the rest, Murong Fu was enough to deal with.

"The moves used by the national teacher are indeed seventy-two stunts, but they are urged by Xiao Wuxianggong, which is plausible and indeed difficult to distinguish." Long Tao said lightly.

Kumachi said: "Don't be a fool! What a little unphased work, the little monk has never heard of it! ”

Long Tao said with a smile: "King Ming, you are swaggering and deceiving everywhere, and it has nothing to do with me, but if you use my little Wuxiang Gong of the Carefree Sect to deceive the masters, this seat can't be ignored." ”

Kumachi snorted: "One side, what evidence do you have?" ”

"Evidence?" Long Tao sneered, "Take back the little Wuxiang Gong on your body, and then see if you can use the seventy-two stunts!" After saying that, he stepped towards Kumachi.

Gu Mozhi has been on guard since Long Tao arrived, seeing that Long Tao only took one step, he had flashed to his side, the strangeness of his body, he had never seen it, he knew that this person's martial arts were much better than when he defeated himself on the Ethereal Peak that day, and under the anger, his palms were split out with all his might.

He knew that his martial arts were too different from Long Tao, so he blindly defended, just sitting back and waiting for death, fighting hard to attack, maybe he could get a chance to escape.

However, although he looked down on Long Tao, he still underestimated him.

Long Tao's right arm circled, easily dissolving Gu Mozhi's palm power, and his right hand took advantage of the situation to grab his palms and carry the Northern Spiritual Skill.

Although Gu Mozhi's internal strength is profound, compared with Long Tao's more than 200 years of strength, it is too much worse, and his palms are immediately sucked up, and the internal force rushes out.

This is still the result of Long Tao not urging with all his strength, otherwise it would only be a matter of a few breaths to absorb his strength.

Long Tao dragged Gu Mozhi with one hand, came to the copper tripod, and said with a smile: "King Ming's seventy-two stunts will be demonstrated in the future, and the masters are invited to judge." After speaking, one hand pressed on the copper tripod and rehearsed.

He only watched the next few tricks of Gu Mo Zhixuan, but with his deep internal strength and Xiao Wuxianggong's moves, he also looked good.

The monks nodded after seeing it, only to know that what Long Tao said was true, and they were really fooled by Gu Mozhi.

Long Tao made Xingfa, one hand to throw the copper tripod high, he used the skill, the tripod rotated at high speed and fell, Long Tao stretched out a finger, on a tripod foot, turned the top like a top to lift the tripod high over the head, turned up.

All the monks were fascinated and admired, and they couldn't understand how such martial arts could appear in such a young person, even if he practiced from his mother's womb, it would be difficult to do it.

Even the stuck Gu Mozhi got carried away, thinking that this kind of martial arts, even if he practiced for another ten years and a hundred years, it would be difficult for him to achieve it, and all his thoughts were disillusioned in an instant, only to feel that he was obsessed with martial arts all his life, and he used all his means, which was really ridiculous.

Long Tao absorbed most of Gu Mozhi's internal strength, then he stopped exercising and let go of his hand, he had no grudge against Gu Mozhi, and naturally he would not do too much.

"Bang!"

Long Tao put down the copper tripod, turned his head and asked Gu Mozhi: "Is King Ming willing to admit it?" ”

Kumachi said, "Yes." Turning to face Xuan Ci and the others, he said: "The little monk class got an axe and deceived the masters with his small skills of carving insects, I am really ashamed!" ”

Long Tao saw that he looked pious and sincere, and said with a smile: "Does King Ming still remember the happiness when he lectured in the Great Snow Mountain?" ”

Gu Mozhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "The layman ordered it!" The little monk has been confused for half his life, it is really ridiculous, from now on, he should be devoted to the Buddha and no longer pay attention to the mundane affairs of the world. ”

After that, a body of bones crackled, and a body of strength was dissipated.

At this moment, an elegant voice came in from outside the mountain gate: "Beggars help Murong Fu and the martial arts heroes to meet Master Xuanci of Shaolin!" The voice was not high, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears.

Long Tao said in his heart, this time is really good, it seems that Murong Fu and Gu Mozhi have already planned and arranged, if they hadn't come by themselves, I am afraid that this important matter would have been really done by him.

Xuan Ci led all the monks to greet him, and Gu Mozhi was also sandwiched between them, walking beside Xuan Ci, but Long Tao deliberately fell behind a few positions and hid behind a group of Xuanzi monks.

When I came to the outside of the mountain gate, I saw that a large group of people had gathered there, and there were hundreds of people in a group of ragged beggar disciples behind Murong Fu alone.

Gu Mozhi went out of the mountain gate, went all the way down, came to Murong Fu's side, and said: "Murong Gongzi, the little monk farewell." ”

Murong Fu saw him coming with a smile on his face, and his expression was very different, and asked, "Where does the master want to go?" ”

"It's time to go back!" Haruma laughed and strode down the mountain.

Murong Fu looked at his back, he didn't know why, but he heard Abbot Xuanci say: "Murong Gongzi is in charge of the beggar gang, and our temple has not yet congratulated, please forgive me." ”

"Master Abbot doesn't have to be polite." Murong returned the salute and took the opportunity to observe the Shaolin monks, and found that most of the old monks had bad faces and seemed to be injured, and they suddenly felt at ease.

He had just been baffled by Kumachi, and now it seemed that he had completed his plan, and that was what he meant by "mundane things".

Xuan Ci asked again: "I don't know what happened to the Murong Gang Master's trip?" ”

Murong Fu made a long speech, pulling the tiger skin to make a banner, to the effect that in order to protect the safety of the Great Song Dynasty, a martial arts alliance leader was elected, etc., which is similar to the rhetoric designed by Quan Guanqing for You Tanzhi in the original work.

In the end, it is natural to talk about martial arts, and the heroes applauded, the people in the martial arts, all of them are martial, and the peak duel between Shaolin and the beggar gang is really a rare event.

After hearing this, Abbot Xuanci sighed: "If you talk about the level of martial arts, everyone in our temple is convinced by the head of the Carefree Sect and the master of the Eagle Palace!" The martial arts of the palace lord are high, rare in the world, he is the first person in the world, Lao Qu and others, they are ashamed, if the heroes want to talk about things with martial arts, the position of the alliance master, Shaolin will never dare to compete with the palace master! ”

After speaking, he took the old monk of the Xuanzi generation next to him and turned sideways.

Long Tao came out of the crowd, and under the gaze of the martial arts heroes, he looked at Murong Fu, whose face had changed greatly, with a playful smile on his face.