A few months ago, it was rumored on the rivers and lakes that Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, was a Khitan, and this news was no less than a bolt from the blue.

What kind of character is Qiao Feng?

At first, many people didn't believe it, thinking it was just a rumor, but one after another, many famous people died at the hands of Qiao Feng, which made everyone gradually believe it.

A few days ago, it was reported in Shaolin that Master Xuanku died at the hands of Qiao Feng, which caused a thousand waves!

To this end, Shaolin held a martial arts conference to discuss with the world's heroes how to deal with Qiao Feng.

On this day, the foot of Mt. Shomuro is already overcrowded, who doesn't want to be a hero?

Since Shaolin has issued invitations, there is no reason why they themselves should not come!

Even if you are not a hero, if you go to Shaolin, won't you become that "famous" character?

There are hundreds of people standing in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, all of whom are figures with faces in the rivers and lakes.

"Master Liu, I'm afraid there hasn't been such a victory in this river and lake for a hundred years!"

"Gang Master Zhang, who said no, I didn't expect this Qiao Feng to be a Khitan thief! What's even more hateful is that this pig and dog are inferior to something that even the teacher has to kill, if it weren't for the fact that this thief's martial arts are too high, why bother to hold this martial arts conference! ”

"This is wrong, why does Gang Leader Zhang need to increase the prestige of Qiao Feng's thief, I and the people present, which one is not a well-known figure! If Qiao Feng dares to come, he will definitely let him die without a place to be buried! Hum! I don't know what Shaolin's move means! ”

A few people were still about to argue, but suddenly the bell not far away rang loudly, and the Shaolin abbot and a group of Xuanzi monks came slowly from behind.

"This bald donkey is such a big pie!"

Some people in the crowd couldn't look at it and cursed in a low voice.

Although I don't want to admit it in my heart, Shaolin, as a giant in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, has ruled the world, but it is indisputable.

Even if it is the largest beggar gang in the world, with hundreds of thousands of gangs, it is not as good as Shaolin.

It's just that I recently heard that there is a new carefree faction on the rivers and lakes, and the end is extraordinary, and the long-famous star monster can't even take over the head of the Xiaoyao faction!

I just don't know if this loose faction will come today.

"I invite you to come here today, but I want to discuss the matter of the thief Qiao Feng. This thief is obsessed with killing his father and doing a lot of evil, which is really a big scourge to my Great Song Jianghu! ”

Xuan Ci's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible in everyone's ears.

The group of people who were originally noisy suddenly quieted down.

Xuan Ci's method of transmitting sound with his hand can be said to show extraordinary kung fu, and the leopard in the tube shows that the Shaolin abbot's martial arts are high and unfathomable!

Xuan Ci said a Buddha name, and was about to speak, when a clear and audible voice came from afar: "All the heroes gathered in Shaolin, it is a rare event in a hundred years!" The little monk has been famous for the heroes of the Central Plains for a long time, and his heart yearns for it, and he is uninvited, and he hopes not to be surprised! ”

The future of people has arrived.

The face of the Shaolin Xuanzi monk changed, and he didn't know who it was.

This sound transmission technique is a little more clever than the one used by Xuan Ci before, isn't this slapping them in the face of Shaolin?

Without allowing a few people to think about it, they saw a yellow figure rushing towards them, but after a few breaths, they landed in front of the main hall.

"Gu Mozhi of the Dalun Temple of Tubo Snow Mountain, I have seen all the senior monks of Shaolin."

Gu Mozhi folded his hands and smiled, looking like a monk.

"It turns out that the national teacher has arrived." Although Xuan Ci was an accident that Gu Ma Zhi came, he could not lose his manners, and he also took the monks to see Gu Ma Zhi at the moment.

In terms of identity, whether it is the Tubo national teacher or the king of Da Minglun, they are not under his Shaolin abbot.

"It turns out that King Da Minglun has arrived, this is the number one master in Tubo!"

"I heard that this person's Dharma and martial arts have been cultivated to an extremely high level, and he is known as the living Buddha in the second life!"

"Reincarnated Living Buddha? Doesn't this mean that the monk is more powerful than the Shaolin monks? ”

Hearing the people behind him talking about himself, Gu Mozhi felt proud.

At today's martial arts conference, he arrived early, but he hid behind him and didn't come out.

Now that most of the day has passed, seeing that the white figure has not come out, Gu Mozhi has calmed down and rushed out from behind.

"Today is really an auspicious day for the zodiac, this time that kid is gone!"

My Buddha is compassionate!

At this time, Gu Mozhi was very determined, without the kid surnamed Jing, this time he came out to show off, who could stop him?

Today, he single-handedly overwhelmed the Shaolin Temple, became famous in the Central Plains, and let the world know his reputation as King Minglun!

What Shaolin monks, heroes in the world, in his eyes, I am afraid that they are not as good as the old monks of Tianlong Temple, but they are just a group of nominal people!

I don't know which monk was not angry in his heart, and whispered, "Pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, you may not be able to have any means!" ”

Although these words are said in detail, how can the people in the audience not hear them.

Gu Mozhi didn't see annoyance, but just smiled: "I often hear that Shaolin seventy-two stunts are difficult and obscure, and the cultivation is abnormal, and the monks in the temple only know five or six doors, in the eyes of the little monks, this is bad!" ”

As soon as Gu Mozhi's words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they couldn't help but think: "This great monk is crazy!" ”

As we all know, each of the seventy-two stunts is extremely difficult and complex, and if you want to succeed, you have to work for one or two decades!

In this way, a person can only practice five or six courses in his life!

A group of Shaolin monks sneered again and again, this King Minglun seems to be just a false name!

Everyone looked at Gu Mozhi together, wanting to see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, only to hear Gu Mozhi smile again: "Although the little monk doesn't dare to say that he has practiced every kung fu to the point of perfection, it is not difficult to use these seventy-two stunts. It can be seen that the seventy-two stunts are not difficult to practice, but vary from person to person! ”

Gu Mozhi's words are nakedly slapping the faces of the Shaolin monks, which varies from person to person, doesn't it mean that their Shaolin monks are all dull and unbearable people!

And he is the one who has great wisdom, great perseverance, and great understanding?

At that moment, a monk of the Xuanzi generation stood up and shouted: "In this case, the old man has come to learn the national teacher's high skills!" ”

Gu Mozhi smiled: "That's good, it's a great blessing for the little monk to be able to have a discussion with the Shaolin monk!" ”

Gu Mozhi called out a "little monk" in his mouth, but there was not much respect on his face.

Even if the old monk had a good heart, he was angered by Gu Mozhi's words at this time, and immediately punched him with anger.

Gu Mozhi laughed: "Powerful King Kong fist, the little monk will also use three or five moves." ”

"Bang bang bang", the two punched three times in a row, and a flush appeared on the face of the old monk of the Xuanzi generation, and he staggered back three steps, and when he opened his mouth, there was a mouthful of blood.

This!

Everyone present was shocked, their eyes widened, and their eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets.

is also with a strong King Kong fist, the old monk of the Xuanzi generation can't catch the three punches of Gu Mozhi!