Shaolin Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The abbot looked at his nose and nose, his nose looked at his heart, his eyes seemed to be closed, as if he was practicing, and he seemed to be sleeping.

Suddenly, a figure hurriedly walked in, the monk's clothes were clean, and his face was handsome, which was exactly the same as the fate of Mo Li in the past.

His face was anxious, holding a letter, just about to speak, his eyelids did not move, as if he was aware of it, and said: "The four major monks are empty, you are panicked, your heart is uncertain, what kind of system has you become?" ”

After a pause, he said, "Recite the meditation mantra twice, and then speak again when you are tired." ”

When the wonderful words came to his mouth, he could only swallow them forcibly, he answered in a low voice, and began to recite: "All living beings are troubled, and all troubles are suffering. Troubles are neither born nor destroyed, nor are they dirty......"

After finally reciting it twice, Yuan Miao impatiently handed over the letter and said, "Master, please take a quick look, this matter is very important!" ”

"The meditation mantra can't get rid of your dryness, how does the old man teach you on weekdays?"

The abbot scolded angrily, took the letter slowly, and said while tearing it up: "From today onwards, you will go to the back mountain, follow Uncle Du'er, and participate in the Dead Wood Zen, and within three years, you will not be allowed to go down the mountain." ”

Three crossings in the back mountain, it is the bottom card of the Shaolin Temple Town, the three of them participate in the dead wood Zen, sit in the back mountain for 30 years, never go down the mountain step, communicate with each other, harmony is unhindered, the three of them are like one person, form a King Kong demon circle, and have the supreme power of subduing demons.

Yuan Miao knew that the empty news was for her own good, so she answered yes, and urged: "Please also ask Master to take a quick look." ”

Kongwen frowned, so anxious and irritable, how could he take on the Shaolin task in the future?

It seems that Uncle Du has to be trained by Uncle Er.

Thinking like this, he looked at the letter with his eyes and muttered: "On March 15th, Ba Si Pa will fight Zhang Sanfeng and Huashan, and Ba Si Pa will fight Zhang Sanfeng?" Ba Si Pa Yo fights Zhang Sanfeng?! ”

When he asked himself in the first sentence, his voice was still small, and when he asked himself in the second sentence, the whole person bounced up from the ground at once!

At this moment, where did the Shaolin abbot still have half a minute of calm, and asked impatiently: "Why didn't you tell Lao Wei earlier?!" Tell me, is what this letter says true or false?! Ba Si Pa really wants to make an appointment to fight Zhang Sanfeng and Huashan?! ”

Your old man won't let me talk about it......

Yuan Miao muttered in her heart, but said respectfully on her face: "This letter was personally sent by the great lama of the ** temple in Tibet, and he is waiting in the meditation room, and I don't think there will be any fake." ”

"Quick, take the old man quickly!"

The abbot hurriedly ran outside, his steps were smart, and an afterimage loomed, and he used the light technique of chasing the cicadas in eight steps, and disappeared in an instant.

Yuan Miao was about to catch up, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the tin staff on the side, picked it up immediately, rushed out of the door and shouted: "Master, slow down, you old man, I didn't take the Zen staff!" ”

……

Kunlun, the top of the light.

On the cliff, there sat an old man in black, with silver hair, long eyebrows and snow, and a nose like an eagle's hook, sitting quietly with his eyes closed, letting the cold wind in the mountains blow his clothes, not moving.

He has a square face, and his facial features are not outstanding, but he gives people a sense of toughness and pride!

Phew!

With an eagle's cry, a black shadow fell from the sky, but it was a golden eagle with wings spread about a foot, with sharp eyes, claws like hooks, volleying down, tearing the air apart, and the power was extremely terrifying!

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, the essence was like substance, and his hands were claws into the air to meet him!

The claws are fierce, the strength is galloping, the momentum is fierce, tearing the sky and destroying the earth, it seems to have turned into another golden eagle, and the world is at its mercy!

Shout!

The four eagle talons collided together, and the sharp whistling of the air being cut through the ears was incessant, and the strength dispersed in all directions, stirring up dust in the sky.

The eagle let out a terrible howl, scattered its feathers all over the ground, and its whole body spun in the air, falling towards the bottom of the cliff.

The old man in black withdrew his hands, stood up, and walked back, where there stood a fat monk with a smile on his face.

"The sect leader's skills have improved again, congratulations!" The fat monk saluted.

"But what's going on down the hill?" The old man in black asked.

He is Yin Tianzheng, the king of the white-eyed eagle, since Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao were killed and Zhongnan Mountain, the morale of the Ming Sect is low, and it is in urgent need of a sect leader to reorganize people's hearts.

The White-eyed Eagle King sits on the southeast gang of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, with strong power and extraordinary martial arts, so he naturally deserves the position of the sect leader.

"It's a great thing!" I can't say the way with a smile on his face.

Gu Yintianzheng took the letter from his hand with an indifferent expression, looked at it fixedly, and his face suddenly changed:

"Paspa...... Zhang Sanfeng ......"

"That's right, on March 15, Si Pa fought Zhang Sanfeng on the top of Huashan!"

I couldn't say that there was a bit of coldness in my eyes, and I said: "At that time, it will be a great opportunity for us to take revenge!" ”

Chances......

Yin Tianzheng showed a thoughtful expression.

……

In the palace, Emperor Yuan, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, was reviewing the folds.

He was as tall as his ancestors, short and stout, with thick eyebrows, deep facial features, and deep nasolabial folds on his forehead, which was obviously extremely laborious.

"The White Lotus Sect has occupied the land of Youyan, engulfing millions of soldiers and civilians!"

"There is a great drought in the northwest, ask the imperial court to allocate funds for disaster relief!"

"Jiangxi tenants resisted taxes and rebelled, breaking 18 cities in a row!"

"General Huwei is fighting with the Prime Minister on the Royal Road at noon today!"

……

On top of the twists and turns, the pitch-black ink characters were like black holes devouring energy, stimulating Emperor Yuan's mind and making his face more and more gloomy.

Each of these messages seems to be brief, but in fact it is related to the life and death of tens of millions of Li people, and the loss of thousands of miles of land, which are shaking the foundation of the empire!

Ask for money! Ask for food! Soldiers! Official!

"The whole world is reaching out to me, where did I conjure them up!"

Emperor Yuan raised his hand angrily, and all the twists and turns on the desk fell to the ground!

Poof! Poof! Puff ......

In the main hall, the serving eunuch suddenly knelt on the ground and buried his head, for fear that he would become a substitute for Emperor Yuan to vent his anger.

"If the King of Ruyang is here, how can I be so worried...... Emperor Yuan sighed.

The king of Ruyang is a pillar of the Yuan court, he is here, he is leading the army to fight in the south and the north, the rebels have been destroyed, the rebels in the world, dare to be so rampant?

"Your Majesty, good news, Your Majesty!"

An old eunuch with a white beard rushed in and shouted with a happy face: "The King of Law made an appointment to fight Zhang Sanfeng in Huashan, and Zhang Sanfeng agreed!" ”

"He agreed!"

Emperor Yuan got up abruptly and said with a happy face: "Okay, okay, quickly pass on my order, so that 10,000 cowardly Xue troops will pull out the camp and quickly rush to Huashan!" ”

……

Wudang Mountain, Xie Jian Pavilion.

At this time, it was almost sun, and in the night sky, the sky was full of stars, and the cold wind swept by, and it was all slaughtered.

Mo Li was wearing a Taoist robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his eyes were full of determination, and in front of him, only Song Yuanqiao was standing.

"This is going to the northwest, be careful."

Song Yuanqiao advised: "Don't act recklessly, just test the truth and reality." ”

Mo stood away from the sword, his expression was solemn, and he said: "If there is a chance, the disciple will definitely take the head of the Eight Si Pa Xiang!" ”

Outside the pavilion, the cold wind is steep, and the dead leaves are all over the sky......

ps:I'm really sorry.,134 and 136 content is definitely different.,But I don't know why the content of 136 appears on 134.,Maybe it's a bug at the starting point.,I found the original 134 content from the old version and re-overlayed it.,Of course, I have to admit that I didn't look carefully.,I hope readers are well aware......

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