Three days later.

On Shaomuro Mountain, when the sun is about to set, the three figures gradually show their figures and go down from the ancient road.

At present, although it is autumn, the grass and mountains are green, the scenery is natural, the steep and steep peaks are really wonderful, strange and unique, coupled with the afterglow of the sunset, it is really fascinating.

Murong Bo said with a smile in his eyes: "God bless my Murong family, and today there is a big chaos, the rivers and lakes are turbulent, and the forces of all parties are constantly fighting, no matter who the treasure map ends up in, this Central Plains martial arts will inevitably be greatly damaged; If I get the secret of the daytime ascension again, I will be able to drive the heroes, and then I will raise my arms and shout, and I will be able to rise up. ”

Along the way, the three of them have become accustomed to fighting along the way, with forces from all sides, black and white, and it is simply dark and extremely tragic.

Gu Mozhi smiled: "In this way, I can also take advantage of the situation to get a piece of the pie, and then Da Liao will not give up the perfect opportunity to carve up the Central Plains, we will each have something." ”

"Not bad!"

Murong Bo changed into a gray dress, his eyes were shining, his chest and abdomen were undulating, and if he was ambitious, he seemed to be ready to ascend the throne and become the emperor and recover Dayan.

The two sandwiched Chen Zhuo in the middle, and did not forget to look at him while talking and laughing.

"Little Brother Chen, you have amazing talent and extraordinary qualifications, why don't you do great things with us, and when the new dynasty is established, you should be able to ascend to the sky in one step and wait for the general."

On the way here, Gu Mozhi had already explained Chen Zhuo's outstanding points one by one, that is, Murong Bo, a famous martial arts veteran, and almost invincible domineering goods in the world, could not help but look at him differently.

The martial arts secrets in the "Returning Shi Water Pavilion" were all hidden by him, and he knew the difficulties of enlightenment.

It seems that he only needs to confirm right and wrong, but it is extremely difficult to pick out dozens of martial arts from those thousands of classics, and it takes some effort for him to change himself, and this young man can actually find it at a glance, which is really appalling.

Chen Zhuo shook his head and chuckled: "Boy, I'm used to idle clouds and wild cranes, besides, there are still many masters in this river and lake who are not inferior to Mr. Murong. ”

Murong Bo's smile froze, and then he seemed to smile instead of smiling, like an old fox who had become a spirit.

Gu Mozhi waved his sleeves and said categorically: "Falsely, according to the poor monk's opinion, Murong is already a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, even if 'Beiqiao Feng' is afraid that he can only retreat, how can he speculate." ”

The mountain road winds and the sun sets.

The three of them said and did.

Chen Zhuo said: "The man in black with a mysterious identity can be regarded as one, and then there is Old Mr. Murong Bo, who should know about the 'Easy Sect'." ”

Murong Bo's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that Little Brother Chen even knew about the 'Carefree Sect', so in this way, the old man was indeed a little happy too early. ”

His Murong family and the Gusu Wang family have been in-laws, and he knows the location of the Wang family's "Langhuan Jade Cave", and many martial arts secrets in the "Huanshi Water Pavilion" are obtained from the Wang family, so how can he not know.

It's a pity that the "Easy School" has always been mysterious, and he acts in a low-key manner, although he knows its existence, but he doesn't know the depths, and he has been hiding in the "Scripture Pavilion" after his death, and he has no mind.

Gu Mo Zhiqi said: "Forgive the little monk for being lonely and unheard, what kind of sect is this 'free school'?" ”

Chen Zhuo replied: "The master is rampant in the west, I want to know something about the 'Star Sect' of the Western Star Sea. ”

Gu Mozhi blurted out: "Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars? ”

Not only is it to understand, both sides are rampant in the west of the Central Plains, one is one of the eight great protectors of Western Tantra, and the other is an evil demon, how can you not be familiar with it.

"This Ding Chunqiu is an outcast of the 'Carefree Sect', and he has not been truly transmitted."

Hearing Chen Zhuo's words, Murong Bo was also in a state of flux.

Ding Chunqiu's practice of the poisonous skill "Huagong Dafa" can be described as famous, and everyone in the rivers and lakes is terrified, not to mention the top of the world, it can be regarded as first-class in the rivers and lakes, but it is actually just an outcast of the "free school".

It was only said that the three of them had different thoughts, and seeing that the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple was not far away, Chen Zhuo suddenly said: "Strange, didn't something big happen in Shaolin Temple?" ”

Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi took a look, but saw that on the mountain road leading to the thousand-year-old temple, a colorful cloth banner rose in the wind, and it was full of five poisons, and the evil spirit was soaring.

All the people under it are fierce and vicious, strange and strange, as soon as the twilight wind passes, the fishy wind is fierce in an instant, which should be caused by practicing poisonous skills.

And the Shaolin mountain gate was wide open, and the first group of monks were all solemnly waiting, as if facing a great enemy.

The two sides confronted each other.

"The old immortal of the stars, the mana is boundless!"

Shouting is heard.

Chen Clumsy said in his heart, he really said something.

I saw a sedan chair in the middle, draped in yarn, and the momentum was not small.

"Xuan Ci, quickly hand over that person, along with the treasure map on his body!"

Suddenly, a cold sound sounded in the sedan car.

"Master Ding, what you said is clearly difficult for me."

"Abbot, what nonsense to talk to him, the evil devil is outside, everyone will be punished!

A group of monks were indignant.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The sedan chair then saw a hand stretched out, holding a wooden tripod in the palm of his hand, and did not see how it moved, only threw the wooden tripod outside the mountain gate of the Shaolin Temple, and immediately overflowed a stream of green smoke in the tripod, and then was pushed by the wind, and immediately infiltrated into the Shaolin Temple.

Poisonous smoke together, in the mountains and forests, all kinds of poisons come out, and the wind comes.

What scorpions, centipedes, poisonous snakes, spiders, one after another, followed by the poisonous smoke poured into Shaolin.

Dare to love this thousand-year-old treasure temple has not escaped the catastrophe.

Hearing the screams in the temple, Murong Bo raised his hand and grabbed Chen Zhuo's shoulder, and with Gu Mozhi, he suddenly strode and rushed over, spreading his body like a swallow, and flew into the temple while the sky was dark.

The poisonous smoke was mighty, swept everywhere, all the monks were dizzy when they heard it, their hands and feet were sore, and it was difficult to mobilize their internal strength, and then they were bitten by the poisonous insects, and they died on the spot, and the death was tragic.

"Good guy, this guy actually dares to attack Shaolin."

Chen Zhuo was secretly surprised.

However, the other party dares to act like this, but he is afraid that he has another confidence.

Now "Flying in the Day" has attracted the rivers and lakes, and it has attracted several old monsters.

Murong Bo seemed to have some idea, so he only took the two of them to the "Hidden Scripture Pavilion", listened to the sound outside, explained a few sentences casually, and then sneaked out mysteriously.

As soon as this man left, Kumachi was not honest anymore.

He is now in the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, his eyes rolled, and he has searched among the many scriptures, looking at it, taking it, and even stuffing a few secret books into his arms, until there was a sound outside the pavilion, and Gu Mo Zhi Fang dodged out, leaving Chen Zhuo alone.

At this time, the sky was dark, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was dark, and there was a faint light outside the window.

Chen Zhuo looked funny, these two people were afraid that they were going to take advantage of the fire to rob, and wanted to seize the treasure map in the chaos.

He walked around the scripture pavilion twice without hurry, flipping through the scriptures casually.

Taoism, Confucianism of the Taoist ancient books, scriptures and fragments he has comprehended a lot, wonderful and heavenly principles, the power to the extreme, the three teachings only the law of this Buddhism has not yet been seen, if the three teachings can be through, or can ......

Just thinking about it, in the originally silent and quiet Scripture Pavilion, there was a sound of sweeping the floor.

"Whew! Swish! ”

(End of chapter)