"Amitabha, all the sins, since the old man bears it, and Shaolin has nothing to do, the heart is proven, I bother you to bring a message to Xiao Feng, the old man will wait for him at the foot of the mountain, if he wants to take revenge, just come to find it, don't involve the Shaolin disciples.

Xuan Ci shouldered this evil consequence, unwilling to let Shaolin participate in this bullshit affair again, Zhang Huen's face sank, and he reached out to grab Xuan Yan, but was stopped by Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng grabbed Zhang Huen and walked out, saying as he walked:

"There is fraud in this matter, I'm afraid it's far from being as simple as it seems, don't be impulsive, and follow me."

Zhang Huen couldn't help but ask, followed Fang Zheng to the back mountain, Xuan Cheng and Kong Jian sat at the entrance of the Dharma Cave, one left and one right seemed to be protecting the Dharma, Zhang Huen and Fang Zheng stepped forward and saluted, Xuan Cheng raised his hand and said:

"Heart proof, are you willing to be the Buddha's former protector Vajra?"

Zhang Huen nodded yes, Xuan Cheng flew over, slapped his palm on the back, and said softly:

"Originally, I thought that you had a deep Buddha relationship and could enter the cave to practice, but looking at what you did, it was not the essence of Buddhism's practice, so Lao Wei will help you and add a boost to my Shaolin."

The surging internal force flowed along his meridians to the dantian, Zhang Huen hurriedly gathered his mind, silently carried the Jiuyang Divine Skill, felt the heat on his back, Xuan Cheng was stunned, and said:

"It's ...... I see......"

A soul-burning internal force burst out from Zhang Huen's dantian and immediately began to scorch his meridians, Xuan Cheng stepped back and said in shock:

"Proof, no!"

But seeing that Zhang Huen's skin was red like a small stove, his whole body was hot, and he rushed towards the west with a long roar, Fang Zheng looked at the direction where he disappeared, and hurriedly asked:

"Sage, what is this?"

"Amitabha. He actually practiced the Jiuyang Divine Skill, originally the old man thought that he could be suppressed with the Yijin Sutra, but he never thought that this Jiuyang Divine Skill was so strong. Unexpectedly out of my control, he has been burned by the power of Jiuyang. Fear...... Fang Zheng, it's useless for you to chase him, he is now more terrible than going mad, all cause and effect are being created, and all right and wrong are empty. ”

Zhang Huen rushed out of Shaomu Mountain to the west, the power of Jiuyang continued to scorch his nerves, fortunately there was space to hold his mind, but his body was no longer controllable. Before he had run a few miles, he suddenly saw the disciples of the Songshan faction blocking the road to collect taxes, and when those people saw him running over in a frenzy, they shouted:

"Who's coming?"

Zhang Huen stepped forward in one step, stretched out his hand to hit, and the person who was hit immediately spontaneously combusted, and was burned into a charcoal in three or two strokes, and the people of the Songshan faction saw that the people were so terrifying, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and Zhang Huen had no target. followed a Songshan disciple to chase, and the Songshan disciple fled on horseback, but saw a strange man behind him chasing on foot. After chasing for half an hour, Zhang Huen grabbed the horse's tail with his steps, and slapped the person on the horse to death with one palm.

Zhang Huen, who had lost his goal, was wandering in the mountains, and suddenly heard someone singing in his ear, the song sounded so charming from far and near, that he trembled for a while, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from, and came to a small river. But he saw a small boat standing on the river, and Zhang Huen tread water. Standing on the bow of the boat, I saw a woman jumping out of the small cabin. Wearing a blue cloth printed white floral shirt and trousers, an embroidered apron from chest to knees, brilliant colors, resplendent gold, and a pair of huge gold earrings hanging from the ear, the size of a wine glass.

The woman was about twenty-three or four years old, with yellowish skin, huge eyes, black as paint, a colored belt around her waist, and barefoot feet, and said with a smile:

"Dare to honor your name, and dare to break into the ship of my Five Immortals Sect?"

Zhang Huen controlled his body and mind and wanted to leave, but the hot internal force in his body did not listen to his command at all, and the woman's voice was extremely gentle, listening to it in his ears, he only felt that he was angry, Zhang Huen blushed, his whole body trembled slightly, the woman's face was cold, and he waved his hand and threw out a wisp of green smoke, Zhang Huen waved his hand and swept away, grabbed the woman's collar and pushed it into the boat.

"Rude! Do you know who I am? ”

Zhang Huen pressed the woman under him, tore off the embroidered apron on her body, and the white rabbit hidden in it jumped out, which made the woman blush, and the highly poisonous nails buckled into Zhang Huen's back, but was broken by the hot internal force on his body.

"Ah, it's so hot, you, you're crazy!"

Zhang Huen saw the white rabbit on her chest, roared and lowered her head to bite, the woman who bit directly screamed again and again, the woman saw that he was crazy, a mouthful of poisonous mist sprayed towards him, and the poisonous mist penetrated into his mouth and nose, Zhang Huen trembled one after another, the woman turned over and pushed him away, stepped on his chest, and said with a cruel smile:

"Dare to eat my blue phoenix's tofu, it will teach you that life is better than death."

As soon as the ring in his hand sounded, countless snakes and scorpions crawled out of the cabin and drilled into Zhang Huen's body and tore them, the blue phoenix drove to the shore with a small boat, and when he looked back, he saw Zhang Huen's figure, only to see a boatload of dead snakes and dead scorpions lying there, she looked back in shock, but saw Zhang Huen standing on the shore, saluted her and said:

"Thank you for the generous gift of the girl, today's great grace, and I will report it again tomorrow."

"Hey......"

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the demon monk's heart proves the help of the coincidental integration of yin and yang, and the whole world celebrates together."

The blue phoenix stopped, retreated to the boat, propped up the pole, and said in frustration:

"It's miserable, it's miserable, it's him, I'd better go back to Miaojiang."

Zhang Huen ran all the way, and he must block it before Xiao Feng, but he saw that along the way, there were all teams from various sects coming towards Shaolin, and some of them were pouring out of the nest, and it didn't seem like he was going to participate in the hero conference at all, he ran for a long time and returned to the foot of Shaolin Mountain, but he saw a dry of goods under the banner of the Xingzhu faction blowing the conch under the mountain, and all kinds of nonsense and flattery spewed out of these mouths, and on the other side turned out to be the people of the Shenlong Sect, and both sides were touting their respective heads, Listen to which of them blows louder.

Zhang Huen frowned and walked through a group of old immortals and the touters of the Divine Dragon Sect Master, came to the side of Wan Hesheng, who was waiting for him, and asked:

"Why are these demons here?"

"How do I know, these people are gathered here just to meet the head of the house and discuss big things, who knows what the hell they are up to."

The star disciples on the opposite side did not renovate as fast as the Divine Dragon Sect, so they scolded, and the disciples of the two sides began to clash. Ding Chunqiu sat on a chair with a feather fan and watched the play, and Hong Antong over there was not in a hurry to watch his subordinates fight each other, all of them looked high. After a while, Zuo Lengchan of the Wuyue Sword Sect came with a disciple of Songshan. After saluting each other, they stepped aside and waited for the other four factions of the Wuyue Sword Sect to arrive; I only heard a burst of people's voices, but I saw a group of beggars coming from the south and east, surrounding the periphery, and one of the old beggars came over with a prayer post, and said to Wan He:

"The leader of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong, came to worship the mountain, and invited the abbot of Shaolin Xuanci to come down the mountain to see him."

Wan Hesheng didn't dare to answer, only looked at Zhang Huen with his eyes. Zhang Huen stretched out his hand and grabbed the prayer post, and said:

"Since it is a mountain worship, since you should go up the mountain to see the abbot in person, where is the reason why the guests ask the host to come down the mountain to greet him?"

"Who are you?"

"Shaolin Heart Certificate."

The beggar glared at him resentfully, and when he went back, an old man with a green jade pestle came over and said:

"The beggar helped Hong Qi, I heard that the master of the heart proved that he had made a good kung fu, and I came to learn it."

Zhang Huen frowned, stretched out his hand and said:

"Please!"

The two stood still in the middle of the field. Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick method is really exquisite, the first move is nine virtual and one real, Zhang Huen and he dismantled three moves. But I heard someone shouting in the wind:

"You're not his opponent, and I'll play with him."

Zhang Huen turned around and took it, dodged Zhou Botong's empty fist, and scolded:

"It's shameless, old naughty boy, you can't beat it if you want to play in a group!"

"Ahaha, your kid's mouth is getting more and more poisonous, and you are still so scheming when you are sanctified, are you afraid?"

Zhang Huen and the old naughty boy fought quickly, and the two exchanged no less than 100 moves in just a few dozen breaths. Zhang Huen slapped him with a palm, and immediately rolled on a donkey to dodge a yang finger shot from behind. Grizzled and shouted:

"Do you still want to be cheeky and not talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes at all?"

"To wicked people like you. What are the rules of the rivers and lakes......"

Before Wang Chongyang finished speaking, he was entangled by Lin Chaoying in red clothes, and the two fought seven or eight moves, Wang Chongyang asked:

"Chaoying, are you going to stop me again?"

"The heart proves that it is my son-in-law of the Tomb Sect, how can you dispose of it at will?"

"You...... Unreasonable! ”

Mo Chou saw that Zhang Huen was fine, and immediately ran over and threw himself into his arms, at this time, the Huashan faction and the Hengshan faction arrived one after another, only to see Yue Su walk into the middle and say to Zuo Lengzen:

"Alliance leader, the people of the Demon Sect are also here."

Zuo Lengchan was originally watching the play, but when he heard Yue Su say this, he immediately turned around and arranged, only to see a group of people coming from the west of the fight, erecting the banner of the Ming Sect, and a group of people coming from the east, erecting the banner of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, and the two teams of people surrounded the periphery, which expanded the circle under the Shaomu Mountain a lot. Among them, there are also a lot of scattered people in the rivers and lakes, martial arts hooligans, and small sects, each with their own flags, and it seems that they are really here to participate in the group of heroes.

"Amitabha."

Xuan Ci led a kind of monk down the mountain, raised his eyes and swept Duan Yanqing and Yue Laosan among the four evildoers, his eyes were unnatural for a while, he didn't know that Ye Erniang had died in the hands of Zhang Huen, and he was muttering in his heart, only to hear Ding Chunqiu over there say:

"My Xingzhu faction has long heard that Shaolin is Taishan Beidou, and I didn't want to come to the troubled waters, but this election of the leader of the martial arts alliance is related to the safety of the world, so I have to come."

Xuan Ci shouted the Buddha's name and asked:

"Mr. Ding is a guest from afar, but he heard the rumors wrong, this time it is only for a personal grudge, not an election of the leader of the martial arts alliance."

As soon as Xuan Ci said this, Hong Antong over there smiled and said:

"The abbot is joking again, if it weren't for your post under Shaolin, wouldn't we still be uninvited?"

After finishing speaking, he threw out a red post, Xuan Nan caught it, and handed it to Xuan Ci after verifying that there was no poison, Xuan Ci opened it and looked at it, his face changed for a while, and he closed the post and said:

"Sect Master Hong is mistaken, this must be a deception, Shaolin has no intention of fighting for the leader of the martial arts alliance, this post must have been done by a traitor."

"Joke!"

The Oriental girl over there floated into the middle in a red dress, stretched out her hand and threw another red post, Xuan Ci frowned and caught it, and the Oriental girl shouted:

"You Shaolin have a big mouth, relying on the three saints in power, you have no eyes on the world, not only throw yourself into the mountain to worship but also hurt my sect members, and we have come thousands of miles to participate in the martial arts conference, but you flatly deny what you have done, where is this kind of truth in the world?"

"Yes, I also came here after receiving your martial arts post."

Yang Dingtian spoke out to help, at this time, people from Emei, Qingcheng, and Kunlun came together, and they all showed martial arts posts, Xuan Ci looked at the forehead with cold sweat, I don't know how to explain, but I heard someone in the south shouting:

"Xiao Feng has arrived!" To be continued)