Mu Yi looked far away, looking at the place where the gongs and drums were noisy, and looking at the place where the sound of iron hooves rumbled.

There, it was the direction of the beggar gang, the Star Sect, and Xiao Feng, and his five senses were extremely sensitive, even if they were miles away, they could sense some movement.

"Soon, soon, as long as I refine all these people's true qi, I can at least open up the seventh meridian! When I return to the blue star......"

Mu Yi was planning his next plan, when suddenly, a group of strange-looking people walked over with weapons in their hands.

A black man said loudly: "The beggar gang leader invited us to come and see the excitement, hasn't he arrived yet?" ”

A dark voice said, "Brother, what are you anxious about?" Since you're here, if you want to see the excitement, do you have a share? Of course, let's play first, and then play slowly. ”

"Huh? There is a young man standing at the Shaolin Mountain Gate, is he here to greet us? A rough voice said.

"You are stupid, that person has hair, and he is not wearing a monk's robe, he is not a Shaolin disciple, how can he come to meet us?"

"Don't be rude! That's no one under the sword! It's also a Shaolin mystery! Don't mess with him, or we won't be able to go down the mountain! A slender, nervous voice admonished.

"Bloody Hand Slaughter?!"

A burly man with thick limbs was so frightened that his tone changed, and he was about to exclaim, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time.

"Wang Donkey, are you trying to kill us?!"

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, fear and anger surged in their hearts, and they glared angrily at the big man.

Mu Yi looked at this group of crooked melons and cracked dates, remembered the knowledge of the rivers and lakes that Wang Yuyan had popularized for him, and said loudly: "You are the twelve heroes of Henan? You are honored to come to our temple, Shaolin Temple. It's just that there are important things to deal with in the temple, so I can't receive you now, please rest in front of this mountain gate, and please forgive me for not being well entertained. ”

"Don't dare! Can't! ”

The group of people bowed their hands one after another, and then sat down in the large square in front of the mountain gate.

After a short time, the martial arts masters from Lianghu and Jiangnan arrived, the masters from Sichuan and Shaanxi, and the martial arts people from Liangguang also arrived. These people are thousands of miles away from the north and south, but they all come in one day.

These people were all invited by Zhuang Juxian, but now they will all become his stepping stones.

"You Tanzhi is really a good person!"

Mu Yi gave You Tanzhi a thumbs up in his heart.

The martial arts heroes were afraid of the murderous reputation of no one under the sword and bloody slaughter, so they had to swallow their anger and sit on the ground outside the mountain gate, but they scolded Zhuang Juxian in their hearts.

Suddenly, someone shouted from the periphery of the crowd: "The prince of the south king of Dali Guozhen Duan has arrived, everyone let go, let go!" ”

Mu Yi raised his eyes and saw that the crowd of people automatically separated into a small path.

A handsome uncle dressed in bright yellow, handsome and graceful, with a sword hanging from his waist and holding a paper fan, walked over flutteringly.

Beside him, there was Duan Yu who he hadn't seen for a long time. But seeing Duan Yu's radiant spirits, his eyes were bright, and it was obvious that his internal strength was deep.

Moreover, his face is now calm, and he is a little less frivolous, so it seems that Gu Mozhi's education Dafa is quite effective.

Mu Yi turned his head and shouted to the back: "Huilun, arrange for the guest monk to greet Duan Wangye." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Huilun didn't know what Mu Yi was doing in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to call out this uncle.

After a while, the monk brought Duan Zhengchun and his party over. The heroes outside the mountain gate were waiting eagerly, all wanting to see if Mu Yi would be treated differently.

Even those with ulterior motives are already thinking about how to use Shaolin to treat this matter differently and hit Shaolin's prestige.

"Master Xuanji, thank you for sending the dog back last time." Duan Zhengchun was full of courtesy, and the first thing he did when he came over was to express his gratitude to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi glanced at the most dashing and graceful uncle in Tianlong, and said with a smile: "Why does Lord Duan need to be polite? The poor monk also happened to have something he wanted to ask the prince for help. ”

Duan Zhengchun was directly stunned when he heard this, during the Northern Song Dynasty, Confucianism was the most prosperous, the number of etiquette was the largest, and the literati and doctors paid attention to subtlety and elegance.

Although the Duan family is half a martial arts person, they are also members of the royal family and are upper-class people, so Mu Yi's direct request made Duan Zhengchun very uncomfortable.

However, Duan Zhengchun's sister's means are first-class, and his ability to adapt to changes is naturally not weak, otherwise, even if his time management has entered the realm, he will not be able to withstand the death entanglement and death trap of so many sisters.

I saw Duan Zhengchun and a gorgeous smile, with that handsome face and extraordinary bearing, which made people feel like a spring breeze and suddenly had a good impression.

"Master Xuanji, my Duan clan has always been friendly with Shaolin, if there is anything that Xiao Wang can help, Xiao Wang will be duty-bound and do his best!"

As he spoke, he beckoned to Duan Yu behind him: "Yu'er, you and Master Xuanji are old friends, why don't you come forward to see each other?" ”

Duan Yu reluctantly stepped forward and arched his hand: "Brother Mu, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Mu Yi looked at Duan Yu and knew that Duan Yu had already understood that the two were not all the way, so he was not salty or indifferent to him.

"The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other."

Mu Yi sighed in his heart, there was not much love for Lang Huan's blessed land at the beginning.

Two people with different ideas can't become Taoist friends and close friends after all.

"Brother Duan, you have grown a lot, congratulations." Mu Yi returned the salute.

Duan Yu was about to say a perfunctory sentence, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a beautiful back in the stele forest behind the mountain gate, who was the girl Wang who was not thinking about it for a long time?

Suddenly, Duan Yu's eyes were obsessed, and he couldn't care about his father and Mu Yi next to him anymore.

"Miss Wang!"

Duan Yu completely ignored the occasion and others, shouted happily, and was about to rush to Wang Yuyan's side with Ling Bo in small steps.

But at this moment!

Phew!

The sword light was in the air, and the murderous aura was shocking, and Mu Yi slashed out with a sword, blocking in front of Duan Yu.

The bright white sword qi is dozens of meters in the air, splitting mountains and splitting stones, and there is an artistic conception of extinction of all things!

"Hiss......"

Seeing this scene, outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, hundreds of heroes were all frightened and dumbfounded!

Is this person human? What the hell?

At this moment, those who had ill intentions about Mu Yi were all glad that they had not lost their minds to provoke and go to death.

Click!

On the gate of Shaolin Mountain, the stone pillar that one person hugged suddenly cracked, which made Duan Yu's back tingle, and also made Duan Zhengchun and the others wake up from this sudden change and Mu Yi's god-like methods.

Duan Zhengchun saw his son froze, and stopped in front of Duan Yu with a dodge, his face was extremely ugly, and he asked Mu Yi: "Master Xuanji, why did you suddenly make a move?!" If you don't give this king an explanation, even if your master Xuanji is invincible in the world, this king will not give up! ”

Mu Yi looked at Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu's father and son with a pale face, and said coldly: "Lord Duan, you can't bully your friend's wife, Yu Yan is a wife, I hope that the prince will take care of the son, otherwise, the next sword will not split the air!" ”

"This—This can't be ......"

These words made Duan Yu's face pale, lost his soul, and staggered back a few steps, full of disbelief.

Duan Zhengchun's face was full of embarrassment, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, his Duan family was a royal family, if it was rumored that the heir to the throne was worried about his friend's wife, it would really be a loss of face!

Just as he was about to say a few words to cover up his embarrassment, he suddenly heard a gloomy voice not far away and said: "Duan Zhengchun, you really can't change the dog to eat, Lao Tzu is indecent, and his son is also obsessed, and sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." ”

When Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu's father and son heard this voice, their faces changed color, and this voice was "full of evil" Duan Yanqing.

At this moment, Duan Yanqing, who was wearing a green robe and holding a double iron rod, had already walked over, followed by Ye Erniang, who was "no evil", the "fierce god" South China Sea crocodile god, and the "extremely vicious" crane in the clouds. The four wicked people arrived at one time.

"Duan Yanqing, you scum!"

As soon as Duan Zhengchun saw Duan Yanqing, he couldn't take care of Mu Yi anymore, and with a bang, the sword was unsheathed, and he was about to rush up to fight Duan Yanqing!

But Mu Yi grabbed his arm, looked at Duan Zhengchun and the four villains, and said without doubt: "Let's move slowly, the main owner has not come to Qi, the show has not yet started, whoever dares to do it first, I will cut it first!" ”

Duan Yanqing squinted at the sword marks on the stone pillar, and said in ventriloquism: "Okay, since Master Xuanji has spoken, Duan Zhengchun, the grievances between you and me will be left behind!" ”

"Humph!"

Duan Zhengchun snorted coldly, put away his sword, grabbed Duan Yu and walked aside.

has lost a lot of face, and he doesn't want to go to Shaolin anymore!

And the heroes from all over the world were frightened by Mu Yi's sword, and they didn't dare to make noise, they stayed where they were honestly, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

As for Wang Yuyan, she has always been obsessed with classics, and I forgot everything when I read books, so I didn't notice this side at all.

All of a sudden, hundreds of people gathered on the hillside, but there was no sound.

After a while, there were gongs and drums and shouts at the bottom of the mountain, and they floated up the mountain with the wind: "The old immortal of the stars, the mana is boundless!" ”

"The old immortal of the stars, the magic power is vast, and the law drives the Central Plains!"

"The old immortal of the stars came to Shaomu Mountain, and with a little finger, the Shaolin Temple immediately collapsed."

"The old immortal of the stars, the mana is boundless, the longevity is with the sky, and the immortal blessing will be enjoyed forever!"

The extremely exaggerated slogan is easy to hear Mu Yi full of black lines, longevity and heaven, immortal blessing forever?

What a talent the people who can come up with such slogans!

It is also that the immortals and Buddhas in this world are not visible, otherwise, with just this sentence, Ding Chunqiu would be able to go to the eighteenth layer of hell.

However, Ding Chunqiu is here, which means that the beggar gang is also here, all the characters have arrived, and the big drama can be opened, as for Xiao Feng, it doesn't matter if he comes or not.

Mu Yi looked down the mountain, and saw a thousand-strong team of Wuyang coming straight to the mountain gate.

The gong and drum team opened the way, and behind them were two tall flags, and on the right side was written: The old immortal of the stars, the mana is boundless. Zuo Shu: Longevity and Tianqi, immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever.

Behind are two sedan chairs, one sits a man wearing a masked hat, it is Zhuang Juxian, and the other is a white-haired and childlike old man holding a feather fan, who is triumphant, it is Ding Chunqiu.

The disciples of the Xingzhu Sect were extremely arrogant and domineering, and as soon as they arrived at the square in front of the mountain gate, they drove the heroes from all over the world to the side and occupied the most central position.

Ding Chunqiu raised his eyes to look at the Shaolin Mountain Gate, but saw only a young man standing with a sword and an aura like the sea standing there.

But at this moment, but I heard the sound of hooves like thunder, and more than ten horses swept up the mountain like a wind. Immediately the passengers are all dark thin felt, inside the dark cloth clothes, but see people like tigers, horses like dragons, people are agile, horses are also heroic, each horse is high head and long legs, black hair all over, run to the near place, the eyes of the heroes are bright, the edge is gold inlay.

There were a total of 19 horsemen, although the number was not very large, but the momentum was strong, but it seemed to be like a thousand horses, the first 18 horses rushed to the nearest, pulled the horses to both sides, and the last horse galloped out of it.

A majestic mountain, majestic figure sitting on a horse, square and majestic, full of heroism, although it is a person, the momentum can reach thousands of troops!

"Xiao Feng!"

Mu Yi's eyes lit up!