Half a year after Shi Taigong returned to the West, Shi Jin's friendship with the three leaders of Shaohua Mountain was still as clear as what happened yesterday.

Originally, after Shi Jin captured Chen Da, one of the leaders of Shaohua Mountain, he had no intention of reporting to the official. He just felt that Chen Da's long fork was really good, but it was a pity that the flaws in his own sales made it easy for him to take the bait.

To be honest, since Wang Jin left, although he insisted on practicing every day and made rapid progress, he never had a competition that allowed him to have a good time. The people who practice martial arts in ten miles and eight villages have all been found by him, but it didn't take a few moves to ensure that he found a flaw in the army first.

In Shi Jin's eyes at this time, the opponent's moves don't seem to need to use his own brain, and he will definitely be able to win with the movement trajectory of the weapon in his hand alone.

But Chen Da's Fuhu long fork does have a set. Although Shi Jin had already cracked the move, with his own heart of martial arts and fun, he actually caught the jumping tiger under the horse until the 36th move.

Shi Jin knows very well that after all, it is not easy for Xiaokou to fall into the grass, as long as there is room for the opportunity, who does not want to be a good citizen of Qingyan and Pingsheng. As the saying goes, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

Unexpectedly, the leaders of Shaohua Mountain really valued their martial arts and people, so Zhu Wu and Yang Chun actually sent themselves to Shijiazhuang for the sake of righteousness.

There is a way that it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, Shi Jin pushed the boat down the river and did a favor, and let Chen Da and others return to the mountain.

did not accept their invitation to fall into the grass, but still practiced martial arts in Zizhuang, and was at ease. At best, they send some small gifts to each other during the New Year's holidays, and it is purely a ritual for you to come and go, and the rivers and lakes.

The dealer and the bandit were evened, and the matter was over here. But it was a coincidence that the book was not written, but there was a hunter Li Ji who was full of food and had nothing to do, so he had to sue Shi Jin, who was unwilling to fall into the grass and did not lose his benevolence, and pushed such a Tai Sui, who played with blades and equipment, to the forefront.

Okay, that's it, the master will accompany you to have fun and fight! Shi Jin knew that there were tigers in the mountains, and he preferred to go to the tiger mountains.

The Zhuang Ke of the Zhuang Hu and the minions of the bandits are almost the same in combat effectiveness, but after the allocation of weapons and living Bible Shi Jin, they instantly surpassed the regular army in the official palace. After all, Shi Jin has obtained the true inheritance of the 800,000 forbidden army sect head of the Beijing Division, coupled with the guidance of the weapons fighting experts in the interstellar black boxing city, it is simply like a tiger on the wings! (Yes, you saw that right, not "like a tiger with wings"!) ）

It was fighting at the home of Shijiazhuang again, or at night, and there were ambushes in Shaohua Mountain. Did you embroider nine earthworms on Shi Jin's back?

Those nine dragons are all serious beasts that have "dotted their eyes"! Unbelief? The cool tattoos that glitter at night are enough to blind the eyes of those government soldiers!

It's obvious who wins and who loses!

Pity the decrepit Li Ji, who pressed the wrong bet, and he didn't know why the eldest young master of the Shi family, who used to embroider his fists and legs, suddenly became like a divine help.

Shi Jin didn't look at him at all, and only casually threw a bald arrow at his back, but it hit the center of the informant's head until he lost his feather. Shi Jin still felt dirty with his hands.

I can't stay here anymore. Goodbye, Huayin County!

Shi Jin dispersed the villagers, burned the courtyard, bid farewell to the three leaders of Shaohua Mountain, and went to Yan'an Mansion to find Master Wang.

Who knew that in the huge Yan'an Mansion, Shi Jin did not look for Wang Jin, but he met his own master Li Zhong, a tiger general, and got acquainted with Tishi Luda under the old master of the old breed and the prime minister.

Li Zhong, who had not seen him for many years, wanted to consider whether the martial arts of his former apprentices had improved, but he was stunned. The moves of those eighteen weapons Li Zhong was unheard of! And this, Shi Jin still has reservations in front of his teacher!

Li Zhong closed his chin that had been open for a long time, opened his mung bean eyes, and said to Lu Tisha beside him with a sweaty smile on his face, How about it, my apprentice is not bad.

That Ruthisha was born with divine powers, and he was also a man who loved martial arts and was open-minded. When he saw such an outstanding skill as Shi Jin, he felt sorry for him, and he was about to go to the restaurant to talk about martial arts.

Only then did she meet Jin Cuilian, the escort girl of the Northern Song Dynasty, and brought out the trench bully "Zhen Guanxi" Zheng Tu, and then fought with his bare hands in Lu Tishi, who fought at home. O。 (killed) the head snake butcher, causing the government to be wanted everywhere.

The rivers and lakes are ugly, and if you want to survive, you can only use black to fight black, and evil to fight evil.

Luda, who fled on the run, was introduced by Jin Cuilian's new husband Zhao Yuanwai, privately engraved the official seal, shaved his hair, and went to Wutai Mountain in Shanxi to become a monk, with the legal name Zhishen.

The daily rules and precepts of tofu and vegetables are not annoying. In addition, the monks are cold-eyed, only the host is gentle and kind, and he teaches from time to time.

Lu Zhi pondered deeply, and the Sprinkle family was respectful to the Buddha and the host, but the bird rules in this temple were really boring. Dry birds! Eating and reciting the Buddha like this tastelessly, the sprinkler is rusty all over his body, not to mention, and a bird really fades out of his mouth. With a thought, he took out the broken silver that Zhao Yuanwai had given him, and found a gap to go down the mountain with a ring knife.

He drank a few pounds of wine in the town down the hill, and then paced into an iron shop.

"Shop! Is there any good iron material? The Sprinkler family wants to hit a Zen stick! Lu Zhishen got straight to the point.

The shopkeeper, who was packing up his tools, looked up and saw such a thick monk, and greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "Good luck to the big monk!" The small shop just happened to have good iron. Dare to ask if the master is beating ten catties or twenty catties? ”

"The Sprinkle family wants a hundred pounds!"

"Master Mo laughed with the little one! Not to mention holding this hundred-pound Zen staff in your hand, even if you need two strong men to resist, you can barely be able to. How does one make it? The shopkeeper said he didn't believe it.

"Sprinkle the family can make it!" Lu Zhishen was categorical.

"Didn't Master just drink wine?" The shopkeeper noticed that there was a rather strong smell of alcohol on this particular guest officer, and he became alarmed. Originally, the monk who drank was a strange monk himself, and he also spoke wildly.

Lu Zhishen looked around at the things in the store and saw an iron-striking anvil next to the stove. Looking at the dust and rust on the roots, I am afraid that they have not moved for many years.

He bent down and put his hands together at the ends to find a place to start.

The shopkeeper panicked and stumbled: "This master, there is, there is something to say, it is easy to say." You...... What are you doing? ”

Hao Zhishen, with one force, has already held the anvil that is less than a hundred catties in his arms, and his mouth and nose have not even breathed for a trace of air.

The shopkeeper's eyes were wide open.

Lu Zhishen was still unsatisfied, took a horse step with his feet, and threw the anvil into the air suddenly. But he leaned forward, caught the falling iron guy from his back with his backhand, and raised his hands firmly above his head, watching the shopkeeper press over.

The shopkeeper was already frightened, and his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees. "Master spares his life!"

Lu Zhishen lightly put the anvil in its original place, and the position was not bad at all.

At this time, the shopkeeper was already kowtowing like pounding garlic: "The master is the reincarnation of Arhat, King Kong descends to earth." Please forgive the little one who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai. Atonement for the sins of the monks of all hopes! ”

"Hahaha......" Lu Zhishen looked up to the sky and laughed, "You said that the sprinkle family can't do it?" ”

"Make, make, a hundred make!" The shopkeeper was convinced at the moment. He thought about it sideways, as if he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly sat upright, clasping his hands into fists: "Master Qibing, the little courage has something to tell." ”

Lu Zhishen glared: "Speak!" ”

"Don't hide it from the master, the little one encountered a strange thing last night. At the time of the third watch, the little one was sleeping soundly, and suddenly heard a loud noise, coming from the backyard of the child's home. The small one put on his clothes and went out to take a look, and there was a big hole in the backyard, and in the center was a god that fell from the sky, with the appearance of metal. For a small occupational disease, I took a magnet and tried it, as if it was a complete piece of meteoric iron, at least one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds. The little one was timid, and he wanted to report to the official, but today he ran into the master's fairy-like figure, and the little one felt that this was the master's chance. The little one is willing to use this thing to carefully build a good Zen stick and give it to the master without taking a penny. I also hope that the master will fulfill the filial piety of the little fist! ”

Lu Zhishen was very curious, and said in his mouth: "When did the Sprinkle family say that they wouldn't give you money?" It should be a lot of your hard-earned money, and if you fight to go down to the house, you will tear down your store! Take the Sprinkler family to see this treasure. ”

Ignoring the façade of the blacksmith shop, he opened the back door and guided Lu Zhishen to his backyard. Sure enough, as he said, a swarthy and swarthy thing was half-buried in a pit of earth.

Lu Zhishen was acute, stepped in front of him, and squatted down to see. The whole body of the meteorite was black and shiny, and he couldn't help but touch this piece of alien visitors with his hand, but as soon as his index finger touched the meteoric iron, his fingertips seemed to be punctured. When Lu Zhishen looked at the wound, a drop of bright red blood oozed out, but it immediately turned dark red, and it seemed to be sucked back into his finger by the wound, and the wound healed as before.

Lu Zhishen secretly felt that something was wrong, and instructed the specific size of the Zen staff of the blacksmith shop, the time to pick up the goods, and paid the deposit, so he hurried back to the wine shop in the town, bought two more wines to eat, and then hurried back to Wutai Mountain Wenshu Monastery.

There was no word that day.

It was night, everything was silent, Lu Zhishen was lying in the meditation room, unable to sleep left and right. As before, he would have been snoring like thunder. And at this moment, he felt that something was happening in his body.

There is a kind of wolf rushing power in the various muscles and veins of the body, stirring up the internal organs as if turning over the river and the sea.

Lu Zhishen was afraid that he would have to relieve himself, so he turned over and rushed to the back of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Unexpectedly, when he crossed the stone fence with one hand, Lu Zhishen felt a little more comfortable in his abdomen. So he played a set of Luohan boxing in front of the main hall, and he felt a little better. simply took off his shirt, wore his shirtless and embroidered shirts, and practiced all kinds of boxing techniques one by one. The fists and feet are everywhere, and the tiger is vigorous, which is several times greater than the previous strength. Even the solid ground was trampled by his footsteps with footprints that only found on the dirt ground.

After a set of punches, Lu Zhishen closed his eyes to collect his breath and concentrated, opened his eyes again, and suddenly felt that the power in his body was endless.

He looked around for a moment, and his eyes fell on a stone incense burner in front of the main hall.