When Junbao and Su Hang arrived, the temple was already full of people.

People who learn martial arts have a lot of voices, and no matter how domineering Shaolin is, it is impossible to seal everyone's mouths and prevent people from talking.

As a result, Buddhism has become a chaotic vegetable market.

Even Junbao, the initiator, was startled by the boiling voice when he got closer.

He didn't expect that his visit to the mountain would attract so many good people.

Of course, among these people, only some of them simply want to see the excitement, and more of them want to see the true face of Junbao.

It is rumored that the people of Sanfeng Dao have already discovered the martial arts road after turning into strength, if it were not for the uncertain whereabouts of their people, the dragon has always seen the beginning and the end, and Wudang Mountain is afraid that it has already been submerged by the martial arts people who came to visit.

The bright energy is not as good as the dog, and the dark energy is full of ground, and the strength can be shaken.

Su Hang swept it away, and couldn't help but pop up such a sentence in his mind.

The group of people in front of the temple are basically martial artists above Ming Jin.

There is very little darkness on weekdays, and if you count them in a hurry, there are at least thirty or forty people.

Even, Su Hang also found three people who traveled together!

In this world, the Sect Master of Huajin, just like Chen Bu, is the existence of one side, and when he can see one, it is already amazing, let alone three of them.

With Junbao's eyesight, he naturally discovered these three masters of transformation for the first time.

After being stunned for a moment, Junbao immediately showed a smile on his face and greeted him:

"Mr. Bai, Brother Lu, Brother Ji, why are the three of you here?"

Hearing Junbao's voice, the three Huajin who were communicating immediately turned their heads and said in unison:

"I'm here to cheer you on, of course."

The three of them are "young men" in their thirties, dressed in power suits, one carrying two swords, and the other is like Junbao, carrying a spear.

The remaining one was older, forty or fifty years old, with a soft face, dressed as a scribe, and the three were faintly headed by him.

Behind the three of them, there were also seven or eight dark spirits, looking at the surprised looks, it was obviously Junbao's old acquaintance.

Mr. Bai, dressed as a scribe, explained:

"Junbao, although you have taken that step, but after all, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple, the master in the temple is like a cloud, in case you take the opportunity to make trouble, Junbao you are alone, it is inevitable to suffer......

And with me waiting by his side, he Shaolin has to bully more and less, and he has to weigh it carefully. ”

The three of them, plus seven or eight dark energies, no matter where they are placed, they are all a terrifying force that people are afraid of.

If it was a border town at the beginning, Su Hang had these ten masters to help, and Liu Jin, even if he commanded an army of 100,000, it was just fish and meat on the chopping board.

Hearing Mr. Bai's words, Junbao naturally knew that everyone was here to support him, and he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, and bowed to everyone to the end:

"Your kindness, Junbao will be remembered."

He traveled all over the world, visited masters from all over the world along the way, and formed many good fates, but at this time, there were only a few of them who rushed over after hearing the news.

Of course, those friends who didn't rush over are not necessarily unkind, and are likely to be just tied up by other things.

But in any case, this heart, Junbao is very useful.

When the man on the left with the double swords on his back heard this, he directly pushed Junbao's shoulder with a palm, and said dissatisfied:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why have you become separated?

If it weren't for Junbao, you would have died at the hands of a traitor, and now that you are in trouble, how can we sit idly by and ignore it-huh? ”

As he spoke, Ji Wuming let out a light "huh", and found that his palm seemed to be slapped on a ball of fluttering cotton, and before he knew what was happening, his palm had been cut off Junbao's shoulder.

Ji Wuming looked at Junbao in amazement.

The master of chemical strength, a feather can't be added, a fly can't fall, not to mention that Junbao has already sat on his crotch and hugged Dan, and it was normal to remove the external strength with the tremor of his muscles.

However, Ji Wuming is not an ordinary person, but a master of strength, and his control of muscles is also extraordinary.

In the past, even if Junbao could pull away the force he exerted, it would not be possible for him to be completely unable to notice anything abnormal like he had just done.

And in this case, there is only one possibility left.

Ji Wuming stared at Jun Bao and said incredulously:

"Brother Junbao, don't you tell me that during this time, your martial arts have improved a lot?"

Ji Wusheng's words were like a stone thrown into the lake, which instantly caused an uproar.

It was only at this time that everyone discovered the abnormality on Junbao's body.

There are no shortcuts in the practice of national arts.

Practicing three nines in winter and three dogs in summer is just ordinary, and the traces left by these hard exercises cannot be covered up at all.

However, at this time, Junbao, although he still has a dazzling temperament, there is no trace of the cultivation of national arts on his body, just like a noble son who has no power to restrain the chicken, which is obviously beyond everyone's cognition.

When Junbao heard this, he quietly glanced at Su Hang, and saw that Su Hang shook his head slightly, although he felt pity, he still nodded and said:

"I got a chance by chance, and I did make a lot of progress."

"Really?"

Ji Wuming's eyes widened immediately, he knew a lot about Junbao's character, if it wasn't for the great progress, he would never have said such a thing:

"You pervert, you have made progress so quickly, and you still don't let us ordinary people live......"

Hearing Ji Wusheng's broken thoughts, "Mr. Bai" also smiled bitterly:

"If your 'gold and silver swords' can only be regarded as ordinary people, then what is this old guy who has been stumbling for ten years before he can step into the power with the help of Junbao Xiaoyou?"

Seeing that the eyes of the three of them were becoming more and more resentful, Junbao laughed dryly, and immediately pulled Su Hang over and introduced:

"Alright, I'll introduce you to a friend......"

"Su Xiaoyou, is it?"

Ji Wuming rolled his eyes, instantly became even more depressed, and said in pieces:

"I became a master of transformation at the age of ten, and sure enough, things gather like and people are divided into groups."

Since everyone came all the way to help the fist, it was natural that they would not have heard Su Hang's name.

It's just that they didn't expect that Junbao didn't invite Chen Bu to accompany him on this trip to Shaolin, but chose the young Su Hang.

"Su Hang Xiaoyou, I've admired my name for a long time!"

For these masters of the ancient road, Su Hang naturally has a good impression, even if he does not directly reveal the secrets of the world to them, his attitude is also very friendly, and he immediately returns the favor.

However, Mr. Bai soon discovered that Su Hang, like Junbao, did not have any traces of practicing national arts on his body, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched slightly.