"Braids, pigtails, don't run, wait for grandpa....."

On a valley path, an old man with a bamboo basket on his back, a cane in his hand, smiled at the girl running in front of him with two small pigtails.

"Grandpa, run, run!" The girl was only six or seven years old, and she wore a small flower on her head, bouncing around to show the joy of being young.

"Driving, driving....."

Just when the girl was innocently and romantically laughing with her grandfather, countless people's shouts suddenly came from in the distance. And as the shouts came, a man in a red monk's robe carried a large tripod on his back, surrounded by many men on horseback and with knives.

"Shi Wuzun, hurry up and hand over the fire monkey, for my sake, you are a Shaolin monk, this time I will not embarrass you!"

As the monks were besieged among the people, a young man who looked to be in his twenties stepped forward, holding a sword in his hand, and said with his head tilted proudly.

"Good, good! If you want to find the mud bodhisattva, you must first take the fire monkey. But this fire monkey was originally my Shaolin thing, how did it become an ownerless treasure in the rivers and lakes! Shi Wuzun put Da Ding in front of him, tied up his horse, and just looked at the people in front of him, without the slightest tense look on his face.

"Growing up, no one has ever been able to refuse me what I want Duguming. Now that we are about to form an alliance with the world, if you meet today, you will leave the fire monkey behind, otherwise I will let you know how powerful our Peerless City is! ”

Dugu Ming didn't care about the belonging of the fire monkey, but held the sword and said confidently.

Shi Wuzun shook his head gently, put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and then said with a smile; "The fire monkey has a delicate nature, and I, Shi Wuzun, am not an ordinary person. If you don't have a good reason, I won't give this fire monkey to you! ”

The people and horses brought by Dugu Ming surrounded the three layers of Shi Wuzun and the outer three layers, and looking at his hundred horsemen, Dugu Ming did not move immediately, but said; "Master, I'm not afraid that you know. I came this time to use the fire monkey to lure out the mud bodhisattva, and then let him tell my father on the occasion of his 60th birthday that he can live a long life and enjoy the blessings of all people forever. ”

With Duguming's words, everyone present praised in unison, praising Duguming's filial piety.

"Hehe, longevity is determined by heaven. If the mud bodhisattva told your father that his birthday was his death taboo, wouldn't that be ridiculous and generous! Just when the praise came and went, Shi Wuzun shook his head, obviously disagreeing with this statement.

"Monk, I have no intention of being an enemy of Shaolin, and I will ask you one last question, whether to make it or not!" With Shi Wuzun's repeated refusals, Dugu Ming also lost patience, and even the original master became a monk.

"Amitabha, it's hard for the donor!" Shi Wuzun lowered his head, jumped up, and sat cross-legged on top of the copper tripod.

"Shang ....." After seeing Shi Wuzun's movements, Dugu Ming didn't say more, and waved his hand, letting the people and horses around him rush forward.

Dugu Ming brought hundreds of people, and with Dugu Ming's words, he rushed up, and the weapons on his body rushed towards Shi Wuzun. /Go.

"Amitabha Buddha ....." Shi Wuzun tore off the Buddha beads on his neck, put them all in his hands, and beat out the Buddha beads with both palms facing the sky.

The Buddha beads in the sky flew towards each other as if they were controlled by someone, and each of them hit the body of a peerless city warrior with precision.

The Buddha beads made of trembling incense wood were amazingly hard under the instillation of Shi Wuzun's strength, and after hitting the armor of the armor soldiers one by one, they immediately shattered the armor on these soldiers. In just a few seconds. The more than 100 people present were all shattered their armor, and they couldn't help but stand stupidly in front of Shi Wuzun and didn't dare to move.

"Good, good....." Shi Wuzun did not injure a single person, but after shattering the armor of these armorers, he slammed his hands to his chest and withdrew the flying Buddha beads back into his hands.

Many of the armorers rode on their horses, watching their damaged armor froze. The people present were all people in the rivers and lakes, and after this hand went down, they knew the gap between themselves and Shi Wuzun.

In fact, this idea is the same in Dugu Ming's heart, if it weren't for Shi Wuzun's compassion as a monk, there would have been hundreds of more corpses on the ground this time.

"We ....."

"Woo woo woo ....."

Just when Dugu Ming's last words were about to blurt out, there was a sudden wind in the sky, and a black whirlwind suddenly fell from the sky and headed towards Shi Wuzun on the bronze tripod.

Shi Wuzun crossed his knees on the bronze tripod, his hands suddenly opened, and one by one Buddha beads came out of his hands with golden light, and hit towards the black whirlwind.

The whirlwind continued to rotate, accompanied by the whining of the wind, and the Buddha beads of Shi Wuzun continued to bounce away, but it itself was firmly towards Shi Wuzun.

Seeing the whirlwind sweep away his Buddha beads, Shi Wuzun frowned, and his body flew directly backwards and fell aside.

The black whirlwind continued to surround the copper tripod, and with the clatter of the surrounding stones, a figure gradually stood proudly in the wind, hugging his fist at Shi Wuzun on the side.

"Master, junior Nie Feng, please make it convenient for me to take away the fire monkey!" As the words sounded, the strong wind around him suddenly stopped, revealing a young man dressed in black and holding a fan in his hand.

"The fire monkey is the predestined thing of my Peerless City, who are you? Why should you take what we can't get in the Peerless City! Looking at the black-clothed young man in front of him, Dugu Ming said a little angrily.

Nie Feng is about the same age as Dugu Ming, and Nie Feng's martial arts and appearance have thrown off Dugu Ming a few streets. So the first time he saw Nie Feng, Dugu Ming had a feeling of dislike.

"Good, good. Nie Feng is a personal disciple of Xiongba, Dugu donor, you don't even know the wind god legs, what else do you say to form an alliance with the world! Shi Wuzun looked at Nie Feng in front of him and said with a smile.

"Drink, drink, drink....." Just when Dugu Feng was unconvinced, a loud shout suddenly came from in the distance. A man of the same age flew in, and anyone who stood in his way was hit by this man's punch. The body of the person who was hit quickly formed frost and fell to the ground as if frozen.

"Tianshuang Fist, I think this donor is Zhu Shuang, the master of Tianshuang Hall!"

With Shi Wuzun's words, the man laughed, and his body suddenly stood beside Nie Feng; "It's shameless to see so many of you bullying a monk. Do people like you also deserve fire monkeys? ”

"You ....." Hearing Zhu Shuang's words, the other people in Wushuang City all looked angry, and they picked up the weapons in their hands and were about to rush forward.

"Stop!" Dugu Ming waved his hand to stop his men, then raised his head and asked loudly; "Since you are members of the World Society, why do you want to hurt people? We are the people of Wushuang City, we are about to form an alliance, why do we want to fight our own people! ”

(End of chapter)