The Dragon and Tiger Zhang family is inherited from the ancient Dragon and Tiger Mountain Taoist priests, and naturally has some understanding of the legendary Dragon and Tiger Mountain Taoist lineage, although it has not been heard of about Dragon and Tiger Mountain for many years, but the Zhang family's vision in this regard is still not comparable to those ordinary martial arts people.

As the head of the Dragon and Tiger Zhang family exclaimed, those who were about to surround them, or those who had already withdrawn in fright, suddenly became frightened.

In the Taoist lineage, although there are few strong people, once a strong person appears, they are all legends in the world.

For example, Guiguzi, Chen Jun, Zhang Daoling, Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, etc.

In history, and even in folklore, those characters who have died for thousands of years are all immortals in the world.

"Come on, don't be cowardly, go on?"

Fang Qiong stood in the open space not far from the door of the abbot's room, looked at the many martial arts people with a smile, and said in a tone that was not polite at all.

Still going on?

Everyone couldn't help but swallow and spit when they heard the words, looked at the head of the Emei faction who was lying on the ground and rolling his eyes, foaming at the mouth, and then looked at the master of the Xingyi Sect who was rolling his eyes and was motionless, and then looked at the Shaolin abbot Shi Yongsheng who vomited blood and kept vomiting.

In the end, they all focused on the head of the Wudang Sect and the head of the Taiji Sect, who were still trembling, with their heads swinging constantly, and their faces darkened.

Suddenly!

"No, no, no, today's door-to-door discussion is purely because I heard that the abbot master took office, and I came here to ask for advice or two." The master of the gossip gate clenched his fists and said apologetically.

"That's right, this kind of good thing, how can you not celebrate one or two? Congratulations to Master Abbot! The master of Wing Chun also smiled.

"Master Abbot, I'm actually here to go through the motions!"

"Yes, since the matter is settled, then let's go first!"

Many masters of the national arts world joked and laughed one by one, and they turned around and left, for those masters and masters lying on the ground, they didn't look at them, and they walked extremely chic.

The same way that was still calling brothers and sisters just now, just abandoned it?

Fang Qiong was a little confused.

He found that since he took on this task, it seemed that the whole world had changed.

What kind of strange things are these people in the national art world?

Who taught it?

In terms of combat effectiveness, one is better than the other!

However, if anyone is more undisciplined, who is mad, and who is more likely to steal a living, this group of people is more awesome than the other.

"Stand ——!"

Fang Qiong opened his mouth, just as he was about to say, don't be in a hurry to leave, bring back the old, weak, sick and disabled lying on the ground. However, it is clear that the heads of the various sects misunderstood what he meant.

At the moment when Fang Qiong spoke, with a whoosh, dozens or hundreds of elites and masters of the national art realm ran quickly.

They ran happily and non-stop, but fortunately it was not the time when there were many tourists, otherwise, they would have crashed into a lot of people in this wave.

But even so, as many masters fled, those scattered tourists were also stunned.

it!

What do I see?

A large crowd of people in period costumes.

Some people wear Taoist robes, some people wear monk robes, and some people are in tatters, so to speak, just like the martial arts conference in movies and TV series, monks, Taoist priests, nuns, all of them.

"Is this a TV series?"

"It seems to be, I heard that Shaolin has changed its abbot, and now the filming has been changed to four or five o'clock in the morning? The new abbot has a heart. ”

"Who said it wasn't, the last time I came, the one who directed it, the filming at noon, the entire section of the road was blocked, and I waited for more than half an hour to go up."

"Huh? Fuck, look, that young man is such a dick, he jumped out more than three meters high in one step! ”

"What are you kidding? Let me see,, look at that nun lady, she is really fast, at this speed, can she participate in the Olympics? ”

"And that old man, he is really unseemly, his beard and hair are all white, and he can still run out of the first."

“......！”

Many people in the martial arts ran wildly all the way, carrying billowing smoke and dust, like deserters running away, and along the way, they were naturally ridiculed by those tourists.

However, in order to escape for his life, he couldn't care so much.

.........

In the Shaolin Temple, the abbot is outside.

Fang Qiong moved a chair and sat in front of the big heads, looking at the big heads who were tied up, and didn't speak with a smile.

"You're kidnapping!"

"Let us go!"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"The surname Fang, you deceive people too much!"

“......”

Several major leaders struggled to look at Fang Qiong, they had already woken up at this time, all of them were tied up by the hands of several leaders under Fang Qiong, their bodies were tied with ropes, and they couldn't move at all.

"Shut up!"

"Be honest!"

Several of the leaders loyally stood behind Fang Qiong, pointing at the few heads who were tied up and reprimanded sharply.

When have several leaders been so reprimanded? Especially Shi Yongsheng, the former abbot of Shaolin, he looked at several major seats in disbelief, and his face was extremely wonderful.

These people were all his subordinates before, and now they actually helped Fang Qiong to reprimand them?

The more Shi Yongsheng thought about it, the more angry he became, his body looked at Fang Qiong with some trembling, and said through gritted teeth: "The surname Fang, don't deceive people too much, you are secretly plotting to take away my abbot's position, and now you are humiliating me so much, aren't you afraid of retribution?" ”

"Plotting?"

This time, on the contrary, Fang Qiong couldn't help but be stunned, and then he smiled: "Master Abbot, you think too much, being a monk is not my hobby, this abbot, I am really not interested, to be honest, I am actually here to find someone." ”

"What?" "Looking for someone?" "Who are you fooling?" "Beat us like this, you say you're here to find someone?" .......

The big leaders were stunned at first, and then they were all stunned.

Especially Shi Yongsheng, his face turned red, stared at Mo Yu, and then turned his head to the others and said: "Don't believe his nonsense, it's impossible, if he came to find someone, why did he hit me Shaolin?" Why did he injure hundreds of people in my Shaolin, now that we have all been arrested by him, it is not up to him to say anything. ”

After finishing speaking, Shi Yongsheng suddenly felt a little weak.

The expression of weakness made the heads who were about to believe him just now suddenly suspicious.

"Really!"

At this time, Fang Qiong put down Erlang's legs, stood up, sighed helplessly, and said: "No kidding, I'm really here to find someone, it's just that as soon as I go up the mountain, those monks in your temple start to look for trouble, I want to see you It's really hard to see you!" ”

"Poof——!

The head of the Emei faction, who was kicked by Fang Qiong and vomited blood, seemed to be unable to accept this reality, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and then fainted directly.

And several other heads of the family also turned their heads to look at Shi Yongsheng with angry faces, and their ugly faces were eager to swallow Shi Yongsheng alive.

"Wang Ba Lizi, what did you tell us about someone coming to the door to seek revenge!!

"Bald donkey, you cheated me so miserable!"

“......”