Shomuro Yamashita

The porter didn't dare to get too close, the masters on the mountain had rules, and they couldn't get too close to the mountain.

The porter watched an old Taoist priest walk up the hill.

The porter couldn't help but remind, "Old Daoist, this is Shaomu Mountain." The Buddhas on the mountain have rules, and idle people are not allowed to go up the mountain. ”

The porter felt that if this old Taoist man angered the monks guarding the mountain, it would be pitiful to eat a stick.

Lao Zhang said with a smile, "Lao Dao is to go up the mountain for something, not to be an idle person." ”

The porter felt that he had kindly reminded him, and if the old Taoist didn't listen to him, he really suffered a loss, so it had nothing to do with him.

Sure enough, Zhang Sanfeng had just walked less than 100 meters.

A group of monks guarding the mountain surrounded him.

These monks didn't recognize Zhang Sanfeng, "Old Taoist, this is Shaomu Mountain!" ”

"The old way is Shaomuro Mountain!" Lao Zhang was not as polite as he was when he asked Shaolin Jiuyang this time. "Lao Dao wants to find Yuanzhen in your temple and ask about my disciple!"

"This old way is here to find trouble!" The arrogant monk shouted.

The young monks roared and rushed towards Zhang Sanfeng with monk sticks in their hands.

Lao Zhang's sleeves swept away, and more than a dozen monks fell to the ground. They all fainted, and Lao Zhang naturally wouldn't kill a bunch of bald heads!

He didn't look at the monks anymore and walked forward slowly.

The porter saw this scene vaguely from a long distance.

He didn't expect that he would meet a fairy!

To be honest, Lao Zhang now says that he is a land true immortal, which is really not bragging!

Lao Zhang walked halfway and broke off a branch casually.

Last time I came to ask Shaolin Jiuyang, he and Zhang Wuji didn't go up the mountain, in order to express goodwill, they just asked someone to report.

This time, he traveled all the way and saw the cold pool where Master Jueyuan carried water back then, and saw the place where he met Guo Xiang.

The old Taoist priest climbed halfway up the mountain in one go.

Finally, the Shaolin monks noticed that something was wrong.

A moment later, a large group of monks rushed down.

"Who dares to come to my Shaolin to make trouble!" A majestic monk asked.

"The old way is looking for Yuanzhen!" Zhang Sanfeng replied in a deep voice.

He was born like spring thunder, and those monks only felt a buzzing in their ears.

The majestic monk asked in disbelief, "Are you Zhang Sanfeng!?" ”

"That's the old way!"

"You, what are you doing in Shaolin!" The majestic monk asked.

He quickly drove away his fears.

What is so terrible about a hundred-ten-year-old Taoist priest.

"I'm looking for Yuanzhen!"

"You're looking for me Senior Brother Yuanzhen!" The majestic monk said angrily. Senior Brother Yuanzhen was not injured by Wudang!

This monk's name is round and fierce!

Three days ago, Yuanzhen fell into a coma at the foot of Mt. Shaomuro and was rescued by the monks guarding the mountain. It is not known who was wounded.

Seeing the red and purple palm prints on his head reminded Sorachi of what had happened to him again...

Yuan Zhen hasn't woken up until now.

The majestic monk didn't open his mouth to explain, he felt that Shaolin didn't need Wudang to explain anything.

"Zhang Sanfeng, others will give you face! Poor monks don't give! The majestic monk roared.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, and the majestic monk was a Shaolin dragon claw hand as soon as he made a move.

He clawed his hands and was extremely fast.

But as soon as Lao Zhang stretched out his hand, he pinched his claws with one hand. This strong monk hugged his hands with green muscles.

The dragon's claws look like two chicken claws at this time!

Lao Zhang raised his hand and sent it.

Monk Zhuang broke a tree the size of a bowl, and when he got up, he found that he was fine.

"Lao Tao only looks for Yuanzhen today, if you can't see Yuanzhen! Then you Shaolin will find the best fight! Zhang Sanfeng said in a deep voice.

If you had said this before, Round would have scoffed.

But now he left a few monks to guard him, and he himself led the people to the mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng waited for a while and saw that no one came down on the mountain.

He stepped directly up, and the monk who stayed behind looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a wry smile. Lao Zhang waved his sleeve robe understandingly, and he was all knocked unconscious.

Lao Zhang's feet are not fast, he is giving Shaolin time.

When he reached the top of the mountain, he finally saw the Shaolin Temple.

Seeing this as a temple, Lao Zhang was still quite embarrassed.

At the entrance of Shaolin Temple, Kongwen stood with a solemn face, and one hundred and eight warrior monks stood solemnly in front of him.

"Zhang Sanfeng, what are you doing in my Shaolin!" Kongwen said angrily.

"I'm looking for Yuanzhen!" Lao Zhang shook the branch in his hand and said.

"Yuan really can't see guests!" Kong Wen replied with an ugly face.

"I told Monk Nazhuang, then I will call out the best person in your temple." At this time, Lao Zhang naturally thought it was Shaolin's excuse.

"Array!" Kongwen roared.

"Roar! Ha! One hundred and eight warrior monks immediately unfurled.

I saw that the warrior monks were standing in rows and horizontally, neatly, and felt very calm, this array contained an extremely strong force, and the offender would die.

Any master in the world, standing in front of this formation, has to lose psychologically for a while.

And Lao Zhang just chuckled and rolled up his sleeves.

Once this Arhat array is launched, the group attack will be continuous and endless, and this wheel group attack will fight hard, even if it is not killed, after a long time, it will be exhausted to death.

I only heard all the monks chanting a Buddha horn in unison, and the strong wind in the courtyard was emptying and stirring, and the monks' clothes were fluttering.

If you are a first-class master, you will feel like you are thrown into a very large and urgent whirlpool, and you can't help but spin and immerse yourself, even if you have the courage to fight the world, you will end up exhausted and captured.

But at this time, facing this Arhat array is Zhang Wuving, who has been overwhelming the rivers and lakes for decades!

It's someone else who practices martial arts, and he cultivates the real Zhang Lao Dao!

It is the first in the world of Yitian!

So I saw him gently pick up the branch and walk into the Arhat array.

Kong Wen felt that even if this Arhat Array couldn't defeat Zhang Sanfeng, at least it would make him pay a lot of price.

But...

The old road is in the array, walking like a swimming dragon, steady as a mountain, moving and static, rigid and soft, coherent, staggered and orderly.

The trick is constant!

A branch is sometimes as soft as the wind, sometimes as powerful.

The warrior monks were miserable, and finally the branch in Lao Zhang's hand suddenly became faster.

One!

Ten!

Twenty!

Fifty!

One hundred!

The last eight!

They all fell to the ground, and Lao Zhang chuckled and said, "This Arhat formation is quite interesting." ”

Empty news: Amitabha! What kind of thing is this old Taoist, Buddha, can't you accept him?

"I'm looking for Yuanzhen! If he can't see me, he'll find the best in your temple. By the way, Sandu should have grown a little over the years.

You are young, let them come. "Old Zhang Cimei reminded me kindly.

Empty mouth called the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! Zhang Zhenren, what are you going to do today, you, you can't be unreasonable! ”

A cold light flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

"Lao Tao has been talking to this river and lake for more than 100 years. But my two favorite disciples, one killed himself in Wudang Mountain, and the other is unknown in his life and death!

So this time, Lao Dao is unreasonable with this Jianghu! ”