Gu Mozhi visited Shaolin and made it clear that the person who came was not good.

For such an uninvited guest, Xuan Ci originally planned to salute first and then soldiers, and invite people to the welcome hall to entertain them first. If there is any misunderstanding, if it is said, a fight can also be avoided.

When Zhang Fang heard this, he immediately raised an objection: "Abbot Xuanci, that Gu Mozhi threatened to challenge Shaolin martial arts, and he came with the purpose of kicking the gym, and if he didn't achieve his goal, how could he give up?" ”

"Today, the martial arts conference is about to be held, compared to the major events of the alliance, it is really unwise to waste time on a monk."

"The junior dared to suggest, it is better to meet the guest directly in an open place, and send him away as soon as possible, so that we can continue the affairs of the Zhang Luo Wulin Conference."

Listening to Zhang Fang's proposal, Xuan Ci couldn't help but hesitate.

It sounds like what Zhang Fang said is indeed reasonable, but doing so will inevitably be rude in front of the monks of the vassal country. But after thinking about it, since the other party has already made it clear that the carriage and horse are coming to challenge, Shaolin Temple really doesn't need to be too polite to him.

Especially after Zhang Fang put forward this opinion, if he still insists on saluting first and then soldiering, it will inevitably weaken his momentum in front of the beggars.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ci immediately made up his mind and said to the monk who knew the guest: "Invite the national teacher to the Dharma Academy to meet." ”

The monk took the order to leave, and the masters of Shaolin and the beggar gang were not in the mood to continue the dinner. Immediately, he rushed to the Dharma Academy with Xuan Ci.

The Dharma Academy in Shaolin was the place where the Bodhidharma Patriarch practiced meditation, and later became one of the holy places for Shaolin monks to practice martial arts.

Far away, there is a steep mountain cliff in front of you, its height is not less than 30 zhang, a vermilion huge "Buddha" word, almost covers the entire rock wall, the place where the ancestor of the Buddha faces the wall, just behind this rock wall.

An open square in front of the rock wall is a martial arts arena in the Dharma Academy.

Everyone followed Xuan Ci to the martial arts arena, and then divided into two camps, Shaolin and the Beggar Gang, stood aside. During this period, there were Shaolin monks who were summoned by the bell one after another, standing neatly behind a group of Shaolin monks, making the lineup of Shaolin Temple look extremely strong, and at the same time, it also seemed that the beggar gang was alone.

However, Zhang Fang and others went to Shaolin this time, and they were originally guests, but no one cared about any pomp.

After a while, a monk with a red face and a solemn appearance came here under the leadership of the Shaolin monk. This person traveled all the way, his eyes swept over the bodies of everyone in the field one by one, and after seeing the masters of the beggar gang, he was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't care much. Then he stopped five meters in front of the Shaolin Temple camp, folded his hands, and made a Buddhist salute to a group of monks, and said:

"Tubo Mountain monk Gu Mozhi, see the abbot of Shaolin Temple."

Xuan Ci then took a step forward, folded his hands and saluted back: "The national teacher is coming, and he is not welcomed." But I don't know that the national teacher has come from afar, what do you think? ”

Gu Mozhi laughed when he heard this, and then said: "I have heard of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and no one may be able to master every one, which is wrong. ”

Hearing this, Xuan Sheng couldn't help but say aloud: "According to what the national teacher said, someone can combine the seventy-two stunts of the Sect with one body? Dare to ask the national teacher, who is this big hero? ”

When Gu Mozhi heard this, he showed an extremely proud smile on his face, and said pretending to be reserved: "The little monk doesn't dare to be." ”

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Gu Mozhi didn't argue, but slammed his hand, and with a volley of palms, he lifted an incense burner weighing hundreds of catties in the courtyard into the air.

followed by a punch from the bottom up, and under the explosion of punch strength, only to hear a muffled sound of "hum", the incense burner that was already lifted up was lifted by a high zhang, and he was bombarded by his punch and flew straight into the sky, until it was more than three zhang high from the ground, and then stopped the upward momentum.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Lin in the Shaolin Temple camp couldn't help but gasp: "Donkey Kong Fist!" ”

A sneer hung on the corner of Gu Mozhi's mouth, and with a sharp force on his toes, his figure jumped up, and then slapped out with a palm, leaving a clear palm print on the huge incense burner.

And the incense burner spun in the air under its internal force, and was not knocked out by this majestic palm force.

Xuan Nan exclaimed: "Prajna palm! ”

Immediately after, I saw that Gu Mozhi borrowed the power of this palm, and his figure rose to a certain height again, coming to the top of the incense burner. The figure and one of the mid-air hangs upside down, turning into a posture under the head and feet, followed by a finger, and the incense burner is in the middle.

"Bang!"

In the muffled sound, incense ash splashed everywhere!

The incense burner that was hit head-on was instantly like a cannonball that had been discharged, falling rapidly, and after it landed, the stone bricks that the three legs touched were also cracked.

Seeing this, Xuan Ci couldn't help frowning slightly, and said softly: "Three into hell, this is indeed the move of "Maha Finger". ”

Seeing the three senior monks of Shaolin Temple, he actually acted as a live commentary for Gu Mozhi's performance, and Zhang Fang felt that it was enough.

However, at the moment, he was not in the mood to care about the situation in the Shaolin camp, because the incense ash splashed by Gu Mozhi's blow "Three Into Hell" had already drifted towards them with the wind.

At this time, if they move and retreat, they will inevitably weaken their momentum, and if they do not retreat, they will let the ashes fall all over their faces, but they will be even more embarrassed.

Seeing this, Zhang Fang immediately stepped forward without a trace, and waved out his right hand with a palm, but it was a shield in his palm, and he used a style in the "Thirty-six Road Tiangang Shield Method" "like a seal", and "Immortal Holy Qi" struck out with his palm, and then formed a wall of qi like a large shield in the beggar gang, and the true qi cycled back and forth during the period, naturally isolating everything around him. As soon as the qi wall appeared, it immediately protected Zhang Fang and several beggar gang elders behind him.

When the incense ash drifts with the wind, it is like flowing water encountering rocks, and naturally separates to both sides, and does not hit the beggars.

This trick of "releasing true qi" is a unique change that Zhang Fang has performed under his temporary intentions. In one move, it consumed thirty percent of the true qi in his body, and the defensive power was completely incomparable to the three-foot qi wall of the sweeping monk.

However, other people don't know this, especially Gu Mozhi, who came to find trouble, was really bluffed by Zhang Fang's hand.

After glancing at the beggars with vigilant eyes, he decisively decided not to cause this trouble first, and continued to say to Xuan Ci: "The little monk is thousands of miles away, just to understand the Taishan Beidou in the Central Plains martial arts. I don't know if I am qualified to ask the monks of Shaolin Temple for advice with these Shaolin stunts? ”

Gu Mozhi's words can be regarded as an official declaration of war on the Shaolin Temple.

As soon as his words fell, one person immediately walked out of the group of monks in Shaolin Temple. Coming to Gu Mozhi, he folded his hands and said: "Little monk Xuzhu, thanks to the abbot's love, he was allowed to practice the "Dragon Claw Gong" in the seventy-two stunts, and asked the national teacher to teach him." ”

As he spoke, Xuzhu had already put on a posture of claw gong and was ready for battle.

Seeing this, Gu Mozhi couldn't help but sneer: "The little monk came from afar, and Shaolin asked a junior disciple to challenge me, is this Shaolin's hospitality?" ”

Xu Zhu didn't wait for Xuan Ci to speak, and he had already preemptively said: "Since the national teacher claims to be proficient in the seventy-two stunts of his own sect, the little monk is not talented, and he is also a cultivator of one of the seventy-two stunts, and he fully meets the standards that the national teacher wants to challenge, why can't he fight with the national teacher?" ”

"Or is it that the national teacher is not proficient in all the seventy-two stunts, and the "Dragon Claw Gong" practiced by the little monk is one of the weak links of the national teacher?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fang, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but subconsciously comment: "This little master of Xuzhu is not only good at speaking, but also has the kung fu of judging the situation quite well. By him, whether he wins or loses, he can be regarded as a great contribution to Shaolin. ”

"If you win, it's the best, even if you lose, you can test the depth of the wisdom of the Gumo for a few high-ranking monks."

"The most important thing is that since they said that it is a Buddhist fight, Gu Mozhi will not kill him if it is not necessary, this is undoubtedly another excellent time to face a master."

"If it is really as he said, then Gu Mozhi will not know "Dragon Claw Gong", and his credit will be great!"

"This little master is really a little interesting!"