"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Nine Treasures Golden Crown left by the Martial Saint Sect was taken away by the Sun Moon Divine Sect。。。。。。 The Sun Moon Divine Sect became the state religion of the Wu Dynasty, and the Sun Moon Divine Sect's leader Dongfang Undefeated will be crowned at Heimu Cliff on the 15th day and become the new Martial Saint Sect. Invite the world's heroes to participate in the grand event. ”

There are always people in the world who like to die, and the girl in the east is not immune to vulgarity under the false name and power of the first in the rivers and lakes, and the remnants of the Wuhou Sect immediately announced their submission to the Sun and Moon God Sect at the first time, and the other factions in the rivers and lakes began a showdown war.

"Senior brother is a person with great wisdom, this time to attack the mountain, let the senior brother take full command on his behalf."

At the foot of Song Mountain, Shaolin attacked the mountain, and the leader was Shaolin's Xuanyan, Xuandu, Xuandu, Xuanpain, and Xuanxuan five masters, Xuanci sat in Shaolin, in order to stabilize those other monks, and deliberately let the Xuanzi martial arts masters appear to attack the mountain, the purpose is to let them make some contributions to the master, so as to shock those guys who are about to move.

As the third senior brother, Xuan Nan naturally has to play the role of commander-in-chief, but this old monk is more pedantic than those old sour Confucians, pay attention to an upright, hold the text and read it at the foot of the mountain for a long time, so that a group of monks and lay disciples feel tired, you want to take away the foundation of other people's sects, what else do you want, you have to say righteous words, and only come to the museum as a last resort, isn't this a superfluous move?

Zhang Huen stood behind Xuan Lonely, picking his ears impatiently, this time attacking the mountain, divided into five roads, but the terrain of Song Mountain is rugged, up and down on one road, people put the mountain gate, the trail let the master station, Shaolin still doesn't know how many people have to die.

"The first team is led by the old man to attack first。。。。。。"

The arrangement of Xuan Yan was a bit of a joke, and he rushed up the mountain with thousands of bald heads shouting and shouting, and was blocked in front of the first mountain gate by the great yin and yang hand of the Songshan faction, led by the great yin and yang hand Le Hou of the Songshan faction, and the disciples condescendingly. Xuan Nan was also ready to convince people with reason, and took out the evil deeds of the Songshan faction in the scriptures, but people didn't listen to you at all, and a rain of arrows and stones and trees were thrown down, and a group of little monks who stopped the word generation were immediately killed dozens of people, and Xuan Nan rushed up the mountain with his cultivation. But people's Tang Yingyu, Le Hou, Zhong Zhen, Deng Bagong, Gao Kexin and others attacked together, three or two hits will be Xuan Nan injured, fortunately Xuan Ming, Xuan Shi two people sacrificed their lives to save each other, only to get Xuan Nan back, Xuan Nan spent a day, lost more than 800 people, but also Xuan Ming, Xuan Shi two junior disciples to fold on the first mountain gate, bald head was inserted in front of the mountain gate to demonstrate, the commander-in-chief vomited blood on the spot and fell into a coma.

The Shaolin disciples could only carry Xuan Nan back to the mountain. The next day, Xuan Ci spoke again, asking Xuan Lin to take over the position of commander-in-chief, Xuan Lin this guy with few tendons rushed up the mountain with people again, and lost more than 1,000 disciples in the case of the right time and place and people are not as good as others, several of his disciples, Hui Zhen, Hui Guan, Hui Jing, Hui Fang, Hui Jing, Hui Lun died cleanly, and even a little monk named Xuzhu was cut off his head, and Xuan Lin cried bitterly and retreated down the mountain.

Xuan Lin was pulled back to the Shaolin cane to blame. The hearts of the remaining 10,000 Lin disciples fluctuated, and the three people of Xuandu, Xuanzhi, and Xuanxuan did not dare to take the seal at all. The Songshan faction made it clear that they were holding on to it, and the food and drinking water on it were enough for them to last for a year and a half, and they were not afraid of Shaolin's provocation at all.

After receiving the abbot's instructions, Xuandu, Xuanzhi, and Xuanxuan could only sit down the mountain, and did not dare to lead the team up the mountain. Ask him if there is anything he can do?

Zhang Huen stretched out his hand to seal it, and the three of them hurriedly threw the hot potato of the Shaolin command seal, Zhang Huen touched the big seal of mutton fat and white jade, and asked the disciples to prepare firewood, grass and oil, and set fire to the mountain that night.

The three monks could only let him do it. Looking at the Songshan Mountain that gradually became popular and the smoke was billowing out, they shouted the Buddha on the side, did they still have any patience in their hearts?

"Guard the exits of all roads down the mountain, don't let go of a thief from the Songshan faction!"

As soon as this order was given, the Shaolin monks and lay disciples immediately got busy, Zhang Huen sat on the horse at the bottom of the mountain, touched the ring knife, looked at the Songshan Mountain that was on fire on all sides, and sneered:

"How long can Zuo Lengchan endure it, come on."

The fire burned all night, in the second half of the night, Ding Mian rushed down from the front with a group of disciples, was ambushed by Xuan Pain, and left Deng Bagong, Gao Kexin, Bu Shen, Sha Tianjiang from the side door of the four people, the four did not want to stay on the furnace-like Song Mountain and wait for death, led the team to break through in all directions, and were besieged to death by the three monks and other Xuanzi generation, Xuan Regret, Xuan Nian, Xuan Jing and others, burned to the second day, saw that the fire was reduced, Zhang Huen did not believe in evil and asked the disciples to get fire oil to continue burning, until noon on the second day, Zuo Lengchan couldn't stand it anymore, and led the Songshan Taibao to lead his disciples to kill down the mountain.

More than 30,000 Songshan disciples were killed by the fire, and the two sides were 15,000 against 20,000, but they also fought equally, but once the battle was engaged, the two sides were like rivers and lakes fighting each other, so that the originally arranged formation was all turned into ashes, and there was no rule at all, and there were Shaolin disciples everywhere against Songshan disciples, and Zhang Huen's herald that he had finally gathered had no effect, and after being killed half by the Songshan faction, the scene fell into chaos.

Zhang Huen saw that he couldn't control it, so he simply threw a big seal, and as soon as he pulled out, he went towards Zuo Lengchan, who killed the most ruthlessly, Zuo Lengchan was fighting with Xuan Pain and Xuan Xuan at this time, Zhang Huen slapped Ding Mian who was blocking in front of him with one palm, and grabbed Zuo Lengchan with one claw, Zuo Lengchan had no power to resist at all, and was immediately grabbed by him in the head, and the claws comparable to stainless steel drilled into his brain, Zuo Lengchan immediately shouted:

"Stop, I'll wait for the will!"

"Don't be in a hurry, take your head first, and they will naturally descend."

At this time, there was a burst of artillery in the west, Zhang Huen looked back, but saw tens of thousands of people riding horses and galloping under the banner of Huashan, each of them was holding a steel knife, and he cut it when he saw a monk, and the Shaolin disciples had no generals at all.

"Hahahaha, my Wuyue Sword Sect is in the same breath, I advise you to let me go early。。。。。。"

"Poof!"

Zhang Huen crushed his skull, wiped his brain with one hand, and said to Xuan Pain on the side:

"Gather disciples, defend the mountain gate, the Huashan faction is all cavalry, and they can't be allowed to play to their strengths."

"Obey the law!"

Xuan Wei was already convinced of Zhang Huen at this time, and more than 10,000 Lin disciples immediately withdrew from the battlefield, and all retreated to the bottom of the mountain gate.

"The disciples of Songshan listened to the order, and they immediately merged into my Huashan faction and punished the bald donkeys of Shaolin!"

Several Taibao of the Songshan faction felt ridiculous, and Lu Bai said:

"Our Songshan is the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, when will it be your turn to Huashan。。。。。。

"Sting!"

Yue Su's sword qi immediately pierced him, and he shouted without looking back:

"Those who know the times are Junjie, don't learn from your Uncle Lu again."

Fei Bin raised his hand tremblingly and said:

"The Wuyue Sword Sect is in the same breath, so naturally they want to help each other, if they can exterminate Shaolin, the Songshan faction should be the head of the Huashan faction."

Yue Su sneered, is it interesting to play word games at this time? With a wave of the thug, the horse team rushed towards the Shaolin disciples under the Shaolin Mountain, the Shaolin disciples' rejection of the horse could not stop the Huashan cavalry at all, as soon as the two sides fought, it presented a one-sided situation, Zhang Huen relied on the courage of the artist, and the road of the thief first captured the king stepped on the top of everyone's heads and rushed towards Yue Su, Yue Su saw him rushing into the air, and the horse left, so that Zhang Huen immediately fell into the encirclement of countless rope sleeves and spears, Zhang Huen pulled more than a dozen people in the formation and entangled him, but he couldn't help Yue Su at all, The Shaolin disciples over there were killed crying fathers and shouting mothers, but the Huashan cavalry here poured over endlessly, he finally knew what it means to have endless manpower, and it was impossible to cover everything, but he heard a Buddha horn sounding on the mountain, but it was one hundred and eight golden-bodied Arhats who rushed down, forming a large Arhat array to block the people of Huashan, the two sides fought for a long time, Yue Su saw that the Shaolin disciples died seventy-seven eighty-eight, and he also lost 10,000 people, and hurriedly fired an arrow, and immediately took the rest of the army to ride away.

Shaolin monks looked at the mess all over the ground, immediately treated the wounded, the next day settled, the war actually lost more than 13,900 people, the Xuanzi generation of monks to the Xuan difficulty, Xuan Lonely, Xuan pain three, the rest of the monks and so on did not survive.

"O iniquity, iniquity."

Fang Zheng closed his eyes and stood at the foot of the mountain, reciting the Dizang Sutra for the disciples to exceed, although Shaolin completely removed the Songshan faction in the rivers and lakes this time, but basically it was also played half-crippled, without a large number of grassroots disciples, now there is chaos everywhere, except for Lazhuang Ding, I am afraid that it will not be able to gather more than 10,000 cannon fodder lost in this battle for a while.

"Heart testimony saint, go to Houshan Dharma Cave quickly, Xuancheng saint is invited."

Zhang Huen resigned his certificate, and floated to the front of the Dharma Cave in the back mountain, but only saw Xuan Cheng alone, did not see the empty and sweeping monks, Xuan Cheng saw him coming, stretched out his hand to spread out a full map of the Wu Dynasty, which densely marked the stations of various sects, Zhang Huen came over, and did not see the courtesy, he knew that Xuan Cheng could do a lot of disgraceful things for Shaolin, and sure enough, he heard him say:

"They destroy the foundation of the temple, then don't blame the temple for not talking about the morality of the rivers and lakes, the heart proves that you and I take Shaolin Mountain as the boundary, the west belongs to you, and the east belongs to me, you and I walk with a mask, do not involve Shaolin, and punish the upper echelons of those sects who plot against Shaolin."

"Amitabha."

A Buddha horn came from the cave, and Xuan Cheng threw down the map and scolded:

"The ancestor's foundation is about to be lost by you, so are you embarrassed to hide in it and escape from the world?"

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither impurified nor impure, neither increased nor decreased。。。。。。"

"You don't need to listen to them chew the root of their tongues, after doing this, I will let you leave Shaolin, and you can take Mo Chou to live freely." (To be continued.) )