Li Ershao thought about this, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Dao Chief, please stay, I still have something to ask later." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The Taoist priest on the left lifted the reins of the horse, turned his head sideways and said, "What else is the matter with the donor?"

Li Ershao said in surprise: "At the foot of Wudang Mountain, on the Hubei Road, your faction is like a great enemy, and it is strictly arranged, but what happened to it?"

The Taoist on the right sighed and said: "The Central Plains people Mo Muzi did not know where to go after the blood of your faction, according to the analysis of the head of Shaolin, it may be that he went to Shaolin to kill, so the head of the faction and others went to Shaolin." On the one hand, he closely watched the whereabouts of the head of your faction and the whereabouts of that kid to prevent him from launching a sudden sneak attack on Wudang, and on the other hand, he was also an eyeliner for Shaolin, and if he found his whereabouts, he could be summoned to Shaolin as soon as possible so that they could prepare in advance. Now I am glad that the head of your sect can survive, which is really the luck of your faction, but we have waited here and waited, and we still haven't found any trace of that kid, so I feel so restless in my heart......"

Li Ershao was shocked when he heard this, and felt that Shaolin's defense this time was so tight, the leaders of all factions and various alliances gathered in Shaolin, and the first think tank who was good at fanning the flames and creating conspiracy, the situation really could not be ignored, and it seemed very tricky. With a thought in his mind, he arched his hands and said, "Thank you for the instructions of the Taoist Chief, and I will take my leave." With that, he shook the reins, and the carriage went on.

He traveled all the way, a little funny in his heart, the head of Tai Chi actually made his own talisman, so that he could drive straight in, all the way unhindered, at the same time, he also did not expect that in the martial arts, he actually added a terrible nickname to himself "Central Plains Human Demon", twenty years ago, the human demon, the lord of the Blood Light Temple, Shangguan Binyan, returned to the world, but did not cause the martial arts people to crusade and punish him, but he made himself the target of the "Central Plains Human Demon" and hunted down, how could it not make Li Ershao feel sad and angry?

For the addition of Shenbu Yunzhongying, Li Ershao couldn't help but add a heavy weight in his heart, he remembered that this first old man who fascinated the head of the seven factions and threw five shares into the land known as Shenbu, since he was able to provoke the head of the Blood Light Temple, Shangguan Binyan, and the Divine Doctor Martial Arts Emperor Fu Qingtian to fight against each other twenty years ago, causing a bloody storm in the martial arts, there must be his resourceful mastery and extraordinary means, although he has not yet tried his insidious schemes, but now that he is in Shaolin, all precautions, he must participate in the planning.

As soon as he mentioned the shadow in the clouds, another delicate and noble shadow naturally appeared in his mind, that is, Yun Caixia, he seemed to see her love-hate delicate face to him, for a while he looked at him affectionately, revealing his loving heart, and for a while he looked at him angrily, angry, indescribable, so that he did not love, hated not, sighed deeply, his mind was like a mess, chopping constantly, rationalizing and messing, and suddenly fell into chaos again. The carriage continued to move on, and his thoughts flowed with it.

Although the Wudang Taoist priest galloped over from time to time on the road, he did not interfere with his actions at this moment and watched him drive by. He knew that the news that the head of Taiji was injured and went to Shaolin for treatment had spread among the Taoist priests, so in this tense and serious atmosphere, Li Ershao drove through Wudang Mountain safely and entered the territory of Henan.

Li Er Shao took a long breath, his mood became nervous, he turned around and lifted the curtain in front of the canopy, and looked at the Tai Chi head who was sitting in the car, although he was not short of tea and rice along the way, but in just a few days, this head seemed to have been ten years old, his pale face was full of wrinkles, his spirit was decadent, and he looked unusually sluggish, as if he had been seriously injured, this phenomenon was obviously due to the fact that the acupoints had been restrained for too long.

But Li Ershao did not have a trace of pity for him, because he knew that the tolerance for him at this time, that is, the cruelty to himself, all he thought about in his heart was the victory or defeat of this trip, all in one move, if he wanted to be happy and revenge, he had to find ways to maintain his own survival and destroy Shaolin in one fell swoop.

Li Ershao took out the bronze mirror at this moment, looked at his makeup, and felt that there was no flaw, so he brought the true qi gathered in the dantian to a little Zhou Tian, and then swallowed the saliva accumulated in his mouth, took a breath, and after a busy time, he felt full of energy and unimpeded breath, and drove the carriage to the Songshan Mountain Road. Because the slope of the mountain road is large, the driving speed is gradually slowing down, Li Ershao looked around with all his attention, and found that the Shaolin Temple was left and right, but quietly, and did not see a single figure, as if he was unguarded.

With Li Ershao's skills at the moment, he looked at the six roads, listened to the eight directions, and observed with bated breath, and he had already noticed that in the pine forests on both sides of the mountain road, there were slight footsteps from time to time. Li Ershao hung a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and continued to raise his head to urge the horse forward, thinking with pride, if you come, then you will be safe, see what you can do with me? After a few turns, the road is a little flat, and in the distance, you can see a corner of the red wall in the jungle, which is the Shaolin Temple that is famous all over the world and hides the ears of the martial arts.

At this moment, it was already afternoon, Li Ershao had already eaten dry food on the way, he threw out the whip and whipped the sound of whips, facing the whistling mountain wind, urging the horse to gallop to the Shaolin Temple, through the jungle, about an hour, the three lacquered gold characters of the Shaolin Temple have shone in front of him. The carriage is still thirty zhang away from the temple gate, and the closed temple gate is suddenly wide open, and five old monks are embraced, and they are lined up in front of the door.

Li Er Shao looked at it, it was the famous Shaolin Wuming, Wuling, Wuqi, Wuse, and Wujie five sons. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, he stopped. The five sons of Shaolin stepped forward together, Wuming folded his hands, and after announcing "Amitabha", he said in a deep voice: "The donor is a subordinate of the Taiji Sect, how is the head of your sect injured?"

Li Ershao couldn't help but be secretly surprised, secretly thinking, such a quick news, I haven't fallen, the news has arrived first. He swept his eyes at the five sons of Shaolin, remembering the hatred of the old days, and in an instant, his heart swelled up, and he reluctantly returned the courtesy, pretending to be angry and said: "The head of our sect is seriously injured and dying, why don't you see the head of your temple coming out to greet him?

As soon as his words came out, the five sons of Shaolin were stunned, they couldn't imagine that a young disciple of Taijimen, when asking for someone, dared to say such a thing, but the five sons of Shaolin are not general, and their cultivation has reached the point of perfection.

Wu Ming hurriedly said: "The head of our faction is studying with Yun Daxia to deal with the people and demons of the Central Plains, and he lacks skills, so he failed to meet the head of your faction. Having said that, the five sons of Shaolin felt that the other party was so old, and his status was inferior to his own by one generation or even two generations, so he was so arrogant and offended, and he was quite unhappy in his heart.

Li Ershao saw it in his eyes, and secretly admired the endurance of the five sons of Shaolin in his heart, because he didn't know what kind of arrangement there was in the Shaolin Temple, he didn't dare to offend Tang Bald, so he had to endure the anger in his heart, and pretended to be modest and said: "Since the master said so, the younger generation is really grateful." As soon as the words fell, he immediately turned around and got into the caravan, clicked on the sleeping hole of the head of Tai Chi, hugged his hands, gently floated out of the car, and strode towards the Shaolin Temple.

The five sons of Shaolin immediately escorted them, but they didn't know that the young man in front of them was the second young Li Xia who they were waiting for, and they placed a mountain of swords and swords in the Shaolin Temple, waiting for the second young Li Xia to challenge. In fact, the fifth son of Shaolin is also a sophisticated and Taoist monk, and he should have been suspicious of his young people, but who would have thought that the reason why he did not let the head of Taiji die, but used Li Daitao's strategy?

Since Li Ershao was determined to wash the Shaolin Temple in blood, in order to have a bottom in his heart, he intended to enter the Shaolin Temple first to explore the truth and reality, and then take action, under the escort of the five sons of Shaolin, he stepped into the temple gate with his head held high. As soon as he stepped over the stone threshold, he glanced at it, and was secretly shocked in his heart, and saw that in the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there was a bald head sitting cross-legged, and under careful inspection, there were more than 100 monks, sitting on the ground, with their hands folded, their eyes and practicing qi, and there were sticks and Zen sticks on their knees, and the atmosphere around them was quiet and solemn. The position of more than 100 monks sitting cross-legged, like a formation map, the distance in a circle, at first glance chaotic, carefully observed, are all orderly and orderly.

Li Ershao walked at his feet, but said in his mouth: "May I ask the master, what is the purpose of the eminent monks of your sect sitting in meditation in the square?"

The Wuling monk who was closer to him sighed and said: "Listen to my Shaolin master, the Central Plains people and demons that kid is going to come to the temple in blood, so my more than 1,000 monks are unremittingly on guard day and night, and the field has already laid down a hundred and eight Arhat demon subduing arrays three days ago, in order to prevent the Central Plains people and demons from suddenly attacking, I don't dare to have the slightest slack, alas! Today is the fourth day, and I haven't found any trace of that kid, so I can only sit quietly and wait for ......" From the tone of his senior monk, he felt a kind of sad sadness.

Li Ershao nodded on the surface when he listened, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, this world-famous ancient temple is really strong and cannot be easily violated, but when he thought of the grievances of being chased and killed by him, he felt resentful, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a sneer of contempt that was not easy to detect, but he said: "Does your temple think that this one hundred and eight Arhat Demon Suppression Array can stop the attack of the 'Central Plains Human Demons' you are referring to?"

Wuming monk sighed lightly at this time, and said heavily: "Shaolin for five hundred years, several have been destroyed, although the Central Plains people and demons have used peerless skills to offend my Shaolin, although this Arhat Demon Formation may not be useful, but the temple still has the most powerful killing, let him enter the temple alive, and it will be difficult to get out alive." ”

Li Ershao was secretly surprised when he heard this, because he didn't know what his most powerful killing was. I saw Wu Ming say: "Senior brother, having said that, but, how much price do you have to pay for your own sect!"

Li Ershao found that instead of a smug expression on the face of the fifth son of Shaolin, there was some grief and helplessness. His contradictory expression made Li Ershao puzzled, thinking in his heart what the most powerful killing arrangement was called by the five sons of Shaolin, so his eyes kept peeking around, hoping to search for some signs.

Suddenly, he found that the path led by the five sons of Shaolin was not passing through the main hall, but detouring through the corridor of the meditation room and running to the apse. For this reason, he scanned the Daxiong Treasure Hall and found that the hall was dark, and even the everlasting lamp in front of the Buddha had not been lit, which was a great strange move. At this time, he was following the Shaolin five sons around the corridor, and found that the monks who were walking diagonally in the direction of the main hall from time to time passed by.

After Li Ershao discovered these abnormalities, he had an idea, calculated his heart, hugged the waist of Lei Jun, the head of Tai Chi, and touched the phoenix tail point behind him with his index finger. The head of Tai Chi in a coma couldn't help but suddenly shake his whole body. Li Ershao pretended to be panicked and reproached: "Oh! The head of our sect is seriously injured, I'm afraid he can't support it, how can the masters take a long detour, why don't they just go through the main hall?"

Seeing this, the five sons of Shaolin were shocked, their bodies swayed, they leaped up, and their clothes swept in front of Li Ershao to stop them. Monk Wuming shouted in a deep voice: "How can the little benefactor break in, the head of your faction is seriously injured, and it is not bad for this moment, I hope the donor will not act arbitrarily." ”

Li Ershao pretended to be surprised and said, "The seniors said that the main hall can't go?"

Monk Wuming said with a slightly stunned face: "The head of the sect has decreed that except for the arrival of the Central Plains people and demons in the main hall, the rest of the people are not allowed to enter, even if they pass by, they must take a detour." When he said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, stared at Li Ershao, and continued: "Look at the little donor's strange and abnormal behavior, it doesn't seem to be like a Taiji Sect ......."

Li Ershao originally wanted to secretly inspect the secret arrangement of Shaolin in advance, and saw that the five sons of Shaolin were suspicious, knowing that this would not work, and he could no longer find out anything, and when he heard his words, he suddenly became murderous in his heart, and said coldly: "Who does the master think is below?"

Wuling monk Shou frowned, and interjected: "It seems that the little benefactor has come specifically to inquire about secrets. ”

Li Ershao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his laughter didn't seem to be loud, but the sound was deafening, refreshing, and creepy. This laughter couldn't help but make the faces of the five sons of Shaolin change suddenly, and the one hundred and eight monks who had been pre-arranged in the field immediately stood up in groups, armed and ready to fight.

Li Ershao in the laughter, the piece of clothing on the blood word in front of the Shaolin five sons, the five sons saw that the blood word is "Tai Chi hatred has snow, blood wash Shaolin hatred", all chilling face, Li Er Shao's right hand quickly grabbed the body of the head of Taiji, the five fingers of the left hand suddenly flicked, attacking the front of the three monks of Wuming, Wuling, and Wu, at the same time, the figure flickered, but flew out of the encirclement of the five monks.

Peculiar angles, peculiar offensives, coupled with the sudden attack of the sharp finger wind, the three monks suddenly realized, blurted out: "You are the Central Plains demon ......" Although the three monks found out that he was the second young Li Xia at this time, but after all, it was a step too late, to avoid his strange volley finger blow, how easy it is to say, in this instant, the three monks could not be guarded, each with a finger, opened his mouth and spit out three blood arrows, but the people immediately grunted, fell to the ground together, and died. Almost at the same time, the two monks on both sides, Wu Se and Wu Jie, shouted in unison: "What an evil boy, you dare to poison ......" said that the two extremely strong qi immediately attacked Li Xia.

Exactly, after this catastrophe in Shaolin, flesh and blood flew in an instant, Li Xia was invincible to all enemies, and it was difficult to evaluate who was right and who was wrong. If you know whether Li Ershao can get out of the Shaolin Temple, and look at the next chapter to break down.