At the foot of Shaomuro Mountain, a heavy snow fell at the beginning of last night, and the day dawned.

Now Shaolin widely issued "Hero Stickers" and invited martial arts colleagues to gather in Shaomur Mountain to participate in the "Hero Conference"; One is to discuss how to deal with the catastrophe; the second is to stabilize the situation in the rivers and lakes and find out the people behind the scenes; The third is about the "Infinite Elixir".

Guy because this elixir has long been rumored to be miraculous under the impetus of people with hearts, not only can it be brought back to life, but there are also rumors that it can live forever and become an immortal on the ground, which is why the name is more attractive than the secret of the daytime ascension.

Moreover, the masters of all walks of life in the rivers and lakes emerge in an endless stream, and there are many capable people, if Shaolin monopolizes the treasure, even if it has great ability, it is difficult to escape the fate of the group attack, it is better to share it with the people of the world, both the current situation and the reputation.

As the day dawned, many people had already rushed to the foot of the mountain and waited for a long time.

These people are calm, dignified, and sneering.

Some people have a thick layer of hoarfrost hanging on their eyebrows, carrying a sword and carrying a knife, fierce and vicious; Some are dressed as three-class people, peddlers and pawns, men, women and children, all staring closely at the road up the mountain.

All forces and good players from all walks of life are also waiting for Shaolin to open the mountain gate to welcome everyone.

A trail, twisting and turning, lined with snow like a black python.

Some people are impatient to wait, so they simply take the lead in climbing the mountain.

But who is the first and who is the last, and the big face naturally refuses to fall behind, but at the moment, when it is a grand event that has not been encountered in martial arts for thousands of years, people who want to make a name for themselves abound, and there are even more people who have learned miracles from the treasure map.

Therefore, the "Heroes Conference" has not yet begun, and some people have already fought because they did not deal with each other because of a few words.

"Hey, you're still alive?"

In the crowd.

Ah Zizheng looked out curiously, and saw a familiar face looking left and right out of the corner of his eye, and immediately raised his eyebrows and patted the person on the shoulder.

The man turned around, it was none other than Chen Zhuo.

I don't want him to have a good mind with Wu Xingyun, and when he was a fellow practitioner of yin and yang, more than a month had passed in the outside world, and then he went down the mountain and went around, and he was delayed for a while, and he almost missed the conference.

Ah Zi dragged him, ran out of the smoke, and advised: "Most of those people are unknown, we have to be careful." ”

At the beginning of the Ethereal Peak, Chen Zhuo covered himself with divine thoughts, not to say that it was her, even the Xuzhu who had taken a picture of the face had never seen through her true face, and now it was only like a reunion after a long absence.

Chen Zhuo laughed when he heard it, and he didn't break free, but followed behind Ah Zi, just like a fledgling young man who didn't do anything more.

Ah Zitou didn't look back and said, "Where have you been these days?" The little monk also recited the scriptures to you for several days, saying that you should ascend to Bliss as soon as possible. ”

She has no relatives and no reason, Ding Chunqiu has died again, and the disciples of the "Star Sect" have also been chased and killed by various sects and sects to become rats crossing the street.

"I'm practicing!" Chen Zhuo said.

Ah Zi glanced at him suspiciously, then rolled his eyelids, and said in a coquettish voice: "Hmph, bragging, what kind of kung fu can you practice with thin arms and legs, I can tell you that this little fairy has obtained an earth-shattering magic skill, and he will definitely become famous in the future." But don't worry, I will never forget you and the little monk, and when the time comes, I will build the world's first sect, let you two be my deputy heads, and the three of us will dominate the martial arts together and dominate the storm. ”

Listening to Ah Zi's high-spirited words, looking at the other party's arrogant appearance that was ignorant of the world, but raised his chin, Chen Zhuo smiled and said: "That will take many years, I heard that a kung fu wants to be a little bit less than three years and five years, and if you want to be a big success, you can get a lifetime." ”

Ah Zi nodded seriously and said: "That's natural, how can the number one in the world be so good, my master was so powerful back then, and he still has to practice every day; The rarest thing about martial arts is perseverance, and now I have miraculous skills in my hands, and I am luckier than many people. ”

She took Chen Zhuo's hand and walked around into a secluded and uninhabited path, looking around from time to time, and said again: "But my master is not very powerful, you don't know, I saw the real top master in Tianshan Mountain before, and that is called powerful." ”

After speaking, she mysteriously lowered her voice and said: "I heard that the elixir can greatly increase people's strength, if we steal a few and taste them, it will take less effort, and then we will have one for each of the three of us." ”

This person may not have spoken to anyone for a long time, and as soon as he saw Chen Zhuo speak, it was endless.

Chen Zhuo chuckled, "What about that little monk? ”

Ah Zi said: "As soon as I mention that wood, I can't get angry, I let him practice with me, he has to go back to be a monk, do you think he is a fool?" Hey, hey, there's a benefit, though. ”

While chatting, she led Chen Zhuo to turn left and right, and finally came to an old wall in the northwest corner, and found a low door under the snow.

"There is really a Daomen, and the monk still has a little conscience."

Ah Zi was overjoyed and pried open the rusty lock.

At this moment, the hero conference is imminent, and several Shaolin elders and masters in the temple have also gathered in the front yard to discuss major matters, but the backyard is deserted.

The two sneaked into the temple and traveled all the way.

When passing by the "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion", Ah Zi had a whim and took Chen Zhuo to sneak in.

Chen Zhuo asked, "Aren't we going to steal the elixir?" ”

Ah Zi said angrily: "Oh, why are you so stupid, since you are stealing, have you ever seen a person who does it openly?" I just saw several groups of people at the foot of the mountain, it seems that they are not from the Central Plains, in my opinion, sooner or later the fight will start, let's wait for the opportunity, and wait until the situation is chaotic before making a move. ”

Chen Zhuo made a sudden appearance and said, "It makes sense! ”

Ah Zi cocked his chin again, walked around with his eyes, swept the bookshelf, flipped through it lightly, and said casually: "Take this opportunity, hurry up and look through it, and see if you can find a few more seventy-two stunts, and the skills are not overwhelming." ”

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

……

It's just that they came in with their front feet, and a sweeping sound with their back feet suddenly sounded out of place.

Ah Zi paused, and looked around from the crack of the book like a thief, but after looking at it, this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion said that it was not big, and it was not small, but it was stunned that he couldn't find a living person.

"Hell, there is also this evil thing in this monk's temple?"

Seeing that he couldn't find the person sweeping the floor, Ah Zi made the mistake of being suspicious again, shrunk his thin and narrow shoulders, and grabbed Chen Zhuo and was about to leave.

But at this moment, the sweeping sound suddenly stopped in front of the two.

"Amitabha!"

As a Buddha horn sounded, Ah Zimei's eyes widened, and she saw a monk in Tsing Yi standing in the corridor, tall and thin, with a pestle and a broom in his hand, while sweeping the messy scriptures back to their original positions, while raising his eyes to look at the two.

"It's such a great creation, I haven't seen her for a few months, this little girl actually got the "Easy Wind" of the Carefree School, and she can still practice a little climate, she is really a martial arts wizard."

Seeing that he was seen through the root at a glance, Ah Zi's eyes were full of vigilance and he took a few steps back.

The old monk's eyes flickered, and he looked straight at Chen Zhuo, his white eyebrows gradually wrinkled, his eyes showed surprise, and then he exclaimed: "The donor fruit is extraordinary, I felt that you had discovered my existence, but I saw that you were less than ten years old, and I only thought that you were a disciple cultivated by an old man; But see you again today, donor, you don't seem to have changed, but the breath in your body is like the sky, majestic and domineering, to the yang and strong, which is really unprecedented. ”

Chen Zhuo stood in place, with his back to Ah Zi, his eyes were red, he flipped through a scripture book in his hand, and said casually: "Monk, since you intend to avoid the world, why don't you keep avoiding it?" Could it be that he also thinks about the secret of the ascension of the day? ”

He spoke silently, but he spoke with his thoughts, and no one else could hear him.

"What is the daytime soaring, monk, I just want to meet old friends and try the rising star." The Shenhua in the eyes of the monk in Tsing Yi gradually condensed, and he looked at Chen Zhuo deeply, "Alas, with the naked eye of the world, it is difficult for anyone to see the essence clearly. Since the beginning of the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, there has always been no shortage of people who pursue immortality in all dynasties, but is there real immortality in the world? As for the ascension of the day, according to the old monk's view, it is probably a way to transcend this. ”

Chen Zhuo's eyes showed a strange color, looked at the other party a few more times, and praised: "Okay, finally someone knows what I mean, I don't know who the monk's surname is?" ”

The sweeping monk put a pestle on the broom, his narrow eyes grew, and he replied unhurriedly: "I have been in this scripture pavilion for some years, and I have long forgotten the name or something, but in the early years, the poor monk had a law name on the rivers and lakes, called 'Jintai'. ”

"Monk Jintai?" Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, the king is not a tyrant, the general is not Li, and the fist is not gold, are you the first person in the world after Xiaoyaozi?" ”

(End of chapter)