Northern Song Dynasty Shaomur Mountain.

The Ming Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty, the Northern Song Dynasty, and the Shaolin Temple of the Three Kingdoms gathered together, which can be said to be a wonder of the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years.

People habitually call the Ming Shaolin as the Shaolin faction, the Southern Song Dynasty Shaolin as the Southern Shaolin, and the Northern Song Dynasty Shaolin as the Northern Shaolin.

In the past, when the three families met, it was indispensable to fight openly and secretly, and martial arts and Buddhism chose one of the two, and they were superior.

It's not like it's a harmony right now.

In addition to Shaolin, other sects with similar situations also show the same attitude.

The appearance of Chu Yang actually gave the rivers and lakes that had been in turmoil for hundreds of years a rare atmosphere of peace.

In the hall of the Great Hero, the heroes gathered.

There were nearly a hundred sects that came to participate in the martial arts conference alone, and the heads of each faction were almost full, and the core high-level and true disciples could only stand at the door and watch.

As the host, Abbot Xuanci did not sit in the first seat, but gave up his position to a Taoist and a martial artist.

Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, martial artist is the wind is clear.

As the only two seniors who can retreat from "Mr. Chu", they are the confidence of everyone, and it can also be said that they are the support of the entire rivers and lakes.

Even if they were held to such a high status, the two of them did not see any joy on their faces, but were very helpless.

Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang both knew very well that the reason why they didn't die was only because Chu Yang was not a person who killed indiscriminately, and if they really divided life and death, they might not be able to survive.

The reason why I came to participate in this Laoshizi's martial arts conference was purely because I didn't want to see these fools annoy Chu Yang and increase the killing.

Zhang Sanfeng is a monk, and Feng Qingyang is afraid that the Huashan faction will break off the inheritance.

The hall is boiling.

Many of the leaders who came to the conference quarreled, and at the beginning of it, there were very serious disagreements between them.

The original intention of convening this martial arts conference was to hold peace talks with that "Mr. Chu", hoping that the other party would stop killing the various sects.

After seeing such a huge procession, some people had thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Maybe......

Should we unite and crusade against the devil who is in the ascending sky?

As a result, there was suddenly another opinion in the team, hoping that everyone would take a tougher stance against "Mr. Chu".

True to the old adage.

The only lesson one can learn from history is that one cannot learn anything from history.

The people who put forward the crusade opinions often did not intersect with Chu Yang, and their impression of him was hearsay.

Those who really suffered, were broken by Chu Yang's mountain gate, and the sect was disbanded on the spot, but they were active supporters of peace talks.

Last time, it was the head of the house, and if you do it again, maybe people are really going to raid the house and destroy the door!

The mud bodhisattva has three points of anger, let alone a man who acts unscrupulously and is given the title of "demon lord".

Who would bet on him still having patience?

Seeing that things were gradually out of control, Abbot Xuanci, who was the host, looked helplessly at Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting in the first place.

"Zhang Zhenren, what do you think is good?"

Zhang Sanfeng turned his head and glanced at Feng Qingyang, who nodded slightly.

Then, Zhang Sanfeng got up.

The hall was suddenly quiet, silent, everyone focused on Zhang Sanfeng, all the people present were people, arguing and arguing, and their attention was always on the two people with the highest force.

"Hahaha, you guys go on, don't care about the old way!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled loudly and walked straight out of the main hall, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of the masters.

Yue Buqun hurriedly walked in front of Zhang Sanfeng and stopped the old Taoist, "Where are Zhang Zhenren going?" It's not over yet. ”

"Isn't it all closed? Aren't you going to crusade against Mr. Chu and return the world to a bright future? ”

Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be surprised.

"Although you are united, you still need the support of two old-timers......"

Yue Buqun showed an embarrassed look.

The reason why he was able to become the leader of the Wuyue Alliance was because the original alliance leader Zuo Lengchan was killed by Chu Yang.

Just took office, there was no one to look forward to, and Yue Buqun urgently needed to do something to secure his position as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, so he shouted the slogan of crusading against Chu Yang the loudest.

"Support?"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered and looked around, there were many wolf ambitions like Yue Buqun in the crowd, who put everyone's safety at risk, just for their own fame in the rivers and lakes.

"Lao Dao has lived for more than a hundred years, but he is still greedy for the world, so he will not go to Huangquan with you, and today in the coming year, I will definitely prepare more paper money for your heads."

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he waved his robe to push Yue Buqun away, and walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

And his words were like cold water poured on everyone's hearts.

Yue Buqun's face was pale, and he was speechless.

For a while, the various sects and factions began to panic again, and they lost their previous momentum.

Feng Qingyang felt that the heat was almost over, jumped over, stopped Zhang Sanfeng, who was about to leave, and comforted him loudly: "Brother Dao, don't be impatient, isn't the big guy still discussing?" They hadn't seen the young man's power, and it was understandable to say two big words. ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, stood in place, and watched them silently, as if waiting for the answers of these people, if they were not satisfied, everyone would part ways.

The same is true for the clear wind.

At this time, a novice squeezed through the crowd in a panic, and Abbot Xuanci's face changed when he saw him.

Shami was sent by him to contact Chu Yang, and when the other party came back, it meant that Chu Yang had arrived at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

"Abbot, Lord Chu Shi ...... Here it comes! ”

Inside and outside the hall, the sound of gasping cold air came and went.

Just hearing this name made everyone's scalps tingle.

Those disciples who had been scattered were even more frightened and trembling when they heard this.

Seeing their frightened appearances, the disciples of the other sects who had never seen Chu Yang before were suddenly a little curious.

Zhang Sanfeng said in a deep voice: "If you want to walk out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall alive today, then listen to the advice of the old Tao, don't do stupid things!" ”

All the heads, including Yue Buqun, looked stunned.

After a while, a carriage went up the stairs without a single bump, causing the disciples of the various sects standing in the square to stop and watch.

"The lane of Shaomu Mountain has been broken in the incense hall below, how did this carriage come up?"

"You see, the wheels of that carriage are floating!"

"You drank early in the morning? How could the wheels of a carriage be floating...... It's true! ”

"It's a flying carriage!"

"That red horse doesn't look like anything mortal!"

A simple voice sounded in the crowd, "Master, isn't that my little red horse?" ”

The blind man, who had a black cloth over his eyes, said in a deep voice: "Shut up! ”

The blind man's palms and brains were in cold sweat, last time this stupid apprentice disappeared inexplicably, they looked for most of the Southern Song Dynasty, and finally reunited, along the way, I kept hearing him mention a strange person named "Mr. Chu".

They never dreamed that Mr. Chu in the mouth of the stupid apprentice and the young scholar in the carriage were actually the same person!

All eyes were on the carriage.

One man and one woman.

The man wears a azure scholarly robe, which is as warm as jade, while the woman wears a pale yellow skirt, which is delicate and cute.

The two are like fairy couples who came out of the picture scroll.

Many people who have never seen Chu Yang's appearance still think that the legendary "Demon Lord" will have a sideways face and a fierce appearance.

When the Lord arrived, this group of people was not as tense as before, and they were as well-behaved as rabbits.

The crowd naturally carved a path for the carriage.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the steps of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"What should I say? It takes no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them? ”

Chu Yang, who was sitting on the wheel, looked left and right and saw many acquaintances.

Yue Buqun and the others had stiff faces.

"Amitabha...... Today, please invite the Lord of Chu to come, this temple is holding the idea of turning hostility into jade silk. ”

Abbot Xuanci came out of the crowd, climbed the stairs, walked slowly, walked directly in front of the carriage, and looked directly at Chu Yang.

"Monk, you are wrong, whether you can turn the war into a jade silk, it's not for me to have the final say, and I'm not a bitter master."

Chu Yang looked at him with a smile.

"Alas, then may I ask Master Chu, can you ask that Ancient Tomb Sect disciple to come forward and talk and give him a chance to reconcile?"

Xuanci Abbot Gujing Wubo's eyes stared at the carriage.

Huang Rong raised her eyebrows and wrinkled her nose, "Hmph! Old monk, who wants to make peace with you? If you don't want to do it once and for all, I won't come to this Shaomuro Mountain, if you invite me! ”

Whether it was Huang Rong or Chu Yang, the words were full of the meaning of wanting to wipe out the group of people in Shaomu Mountain, which made many people feel uneasy and whispered.

Abbot Xuanci also felt that it was tricky, he originally thought that no matter how arrogant this Mr. Chu was, he would be a little more restrained when he saw so many fellow martial artists.

Who knew that the other party's arrogance was far beyond his imagination.

"Hasn't Lord Chu done enough to destroy the door?"

"Old monk, why don't you ask them why they are not satisfied with robbing the cheats, and they have to embarrass the women and children of the Tomb Sect?"

Abbot Xuanci was speechless, and could only look at Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang behind him with eyes asking for help.

Zhang Sanfeng took the lead and said with a smile: "Daoist friends have not seen you for many days, but your demeanor is still the same." ”

Chu Yang smiled and nodded, "Zhang Zhenren seems to have made a breakthrough, which is gratifying." ”

Zhang Sanfeng pulled up his robe and bowed, "I have to thank Chu Daoyou for my discussion that day, so that the old Dao can go further." ”

Chu Yang waved his hand, "Zhang Zhenren, don't say polite words, if you want to stop me today, you will show real effort, don't say ugly things in front, I won't show mercy this time." ”

Zhang Sanfeng groaned slightly, shook his head and said: "Lao Dao thinks that he is not Chu Daoyou's opponent, even if there is a Feng Dao friend to help, the result is similar, but Lao Dao is a monk, and he still hopes that Daoyou can do less killing." ”

Feng Qingyang echoed: "Chu Xiaoyou, Zhang Zhenren and I don't mean to be enemies of you, I just hope that you can resolve the hatred between the two sides in another way." ”

"I'm not a bitter master, it's not my turn to talk about who to resolve the hatred with, but for the sake of the two of you, I can let Mo Chou come out."

Chu Yang jumped out of the carriage and walked in front of the two.

These two old men, one provided Chu Yang with Taijiquan, and the other provided Chu Yang with Dugu Nine Swords, which can be regarded as a small favor.

Huang Rong got into the carriage, and after a while, she took Li Mochou to appear in front of everyone.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief, believing that as long as people were willing to come forward, there was a possibility of peace talks.

"Amitabha ~~~"

Abbot Xuanci looked at Li Mochou, his eyes showing compassion, "This benefactor, for the disaster that your faction has encountered, the old man is deeply sorry, but most of the first evils in this matter have been ambushed, and only some small sects are left, can the girl be merciful and spare their lives?" ”

"Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter......"

Li Mochou gritted his teeth and viciously glanced at the few heads behind Yue Buqun, just seeing their faces, nightmarish memories were like a tide.

Grandma Sun's tragic death.

The little dragon girl was forced to be poisoned and dumb.

Thinking of this, Li Mochou couldn't stop trembling, his eyes were scarlet, and he said coldly: "Spare their lives?" What about me?! That day, I knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, but Grandma Sun was still dead, my face was still ruined, and Long'er was still dumb......"

"Old monk, tell me, who spared us?!"

Li Mochou's mournful voice echoed on Shaomu Mountain, like a demon from the depths of the Nine Shadows, and the bitter hatred made those who heard it chill.

Abbot Xuanci wanted to speak and stopped, he couldn't look directly at Li Mochou's resentful eyes, so he could only close his eyes, revealing a compassionate expression.

"Little girl! Don't be impulsive, you want to discuss everything! ”

"Li Mochou Woman, you don't remember the villain, let us live!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Li, just open your mouth if you want, we can definitely find a way to get it for you!"

The begging for mercy came and went, and some of the leaders even knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed frantically, they had heard Zhang Sanfeng's words just now, and they no longer had any hope in their hearts.

Li Mochou sneered, "What I want has never changed from beginning to end, it is your head." ”

Those who begged for mercy were like ashes.

"It seems that you can't convince the bitter master, so it's a pity......"

Chu Yang shrugged helplessly, turned his head to Li Mochou and asked, "Recognize it, see which ones it is, don't be embarrassed to kill the wrong one when the time comes." ”

Li Mochou stretched out his finger and pointed at a few people in the Daxiong Treasure Hall from afar, and when she pointed like this, the people around her quickly pushed away, leaving a vacuum.

"There's really not much left." Chu Yang smiled with satisfaction.

In the meantime, he can go home and rest for a while.

Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly.

"That's it, that's it, there is a debtor who is wronged, and you can't live if you do your own evil."

Zhang Sanfeng shook off the dust, shook his head helplessly, led the Wudang disciples to prepare to go down the mountain, and bowed to Chuyang before leaving: "This matter has nothing to do with Shaolin, I hope that Daoist friends can show mercy." ”

Chu Yang said with a smile: "It depends on whether Abbot Xuanci is a person who understands the general situation." ”

Feng Qingyang also took the Huashan faction to prepare to go down the mountain, and Yue Buqun, who was the most fierce at first, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Chu Yang.

"Xian Yutong's rebel has been killed by Xiaoyou, and the grievances between the two sides are also clear, I hope Xiaoyou will keep his promise and don't come to trouble my Huashan faction in the future."

seems to be afraid of embarrassment, Feng Qingyang uses the sound transmission into the secret, and the tone is also very kind.

Chu Yang nodded.

But just as the two old men were leaving with the disciples of their respective sects, the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall suddenly resounded with rampant laughter.

"The heroes of the world gathered here, and they were actually shocked by a demon Daoxiao, whether it was Zhang Sanfeng or the wind was clear, all of them were famous and famous!"

"If you don't want to die, join me in encircling this demon!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure in a gray robe fell in front of Chu Yang, the person who came was masked, he couldn't see his face clearly, his temples were white, and he was a certain age.

His index finger stabbed at Chu Yang's throat with strong force, as fast as wind and thunder.

Halfway to kill a trip to bite the gold is something that everyone didn't expect.

Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang both admit it, whose generals are this, so brave?

Chu Yang was also a little confused.

The person in front of him made a move, using one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, but the other party's white hair was obviously not a monk.

The finger power is fast, the skill is quite profound, and it is placed in the Shaolin Temple, at least it is also the first level of high monks.

Chu Yang frowned and shot back.

The palm of his hand blocked the fingers of the gray-robed old man, and then the five fingers stood upright, changed into a "claw" type, and clasped the fingers of the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man wanted to withdraw, but found that his fingers were tightly clasped and he couldn't break free.

There was a crunch click.

The two fingers of the gray-robed old man were broken.

This person is also a ruthless person, and his fingers were broken not only did not make any sound, but instead broke free from Chu Yang's control.

It's just that after suffering a loss, the old man's eyes looking at Chu Yang became more and more resentful.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Abbot Xuanci looked at the back of the gray-robed old man, and he always had a familiar feeling.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that we should work together today to eliminate the demon and defend the Dao, and we can't let this demon go on rampant!"

The gray-robed old man avoided talking about his identity.

"The one who hides his head and tail!"

Zhang Sanfeng stood on the long stairs of Shaomu Mountain, looking coldly at the mysterious gray-robed old man.

"Wudang Mountain and Shaolin are also known as Wulin Taishan Beidou, respected by the martial arts colleagues of the Three Kingdoms, you Zhang Sanfeng is the leader of the world's martial arts, and now the devil is rampant, but you sit back and watch these heads die!"

The gray-robed old man kept sneering, and many people nodded silently in agreement when they heard his words.

They had pinned their hopes on Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang, hoping that these two people could overpower Chu Yang by joining forces, but the result was a big disappointment.

The discussion is getting louder and louder, and there is even a feeling of anger among the masses.

Zhang Sanfeng saw their expressions in his eyes, and suddenly felt a kind of depression that he couldn't argue.

Unless these people were allowed to witness Chu Yang's horror with their own eyes, they would not be able to understand the reason why they were trying their best to avoid the war.

Feng Qingyang was originally tired of the entanglements and stupidity of the world, and then chose to escape from the world, and these people successfully aroused his anger.

There was a hint of anticipation in his heart.

Looking forward to Chu Yang's expression as he landed the butcher knife on their heads.

The wind is clear, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

After the gray-robed old man finished scolding, Zhang and Feng also became the target of the public, and suddenly came out of the crowd thinking that the boy in a gorgeous costume looked like a talent, and he was magnificent.

"In my aunt Su Murong Fu, when I heard what my predecessor said just now, I also felt indignant in my heart, so I couldn't help but come out and say something!"

Murong Fu arched his hand around: "This senior is right, our martial arts are not as good as this demon, and we should unite as one, so that we can eliminate the demon and defend the Dao." ”

"I want to see how powerful the demon is, who even Zhang Zhenren doesn't dare to fight against!"

The gray-robed old man laughed loudly and looked around, "You can watch from the wall, and after I die in battle with this Murong Gongzi, you will consider whether to fight with this demon or grovel to him." ”

What the two of them did was extremely heroic in the eyes of others, and there were already many people who were ready to make a move with them.

Chu Yang, on the other hand, had been observing this gray-robed old man, and it wasn't until Murong Fu appeared to stand with him that he suddenly thought of the other party's true identity.

"Murong Bo, you old shriveled calf is quite good at exploiting loopholes."

"I made a false intelligence to fool Abbot Xuanci and a group of people to intercept and kill Qiao Feng's parents and family, and now I am here to encourage these fools to be my enemy, tsk, it's a pity that you don't go to pyramid schemes."

Chu Yang shook his head and smiled.

As soon as this statement came out.

The faces of the abbot Xuanci and the gray-robed old man changed suddenly at the same time.

Murong Fu was directly stunned.

Many people who knew about this old incident also became very exciting.

"Murong Bo? It's a familiar name......

Zhang Sanfeng twisted his beard and fell into deep thought.

Song Yuanqiao knew this person, he was not much different in age from the other party, when Murong Bo was famous in the rivers and lakes, he had been training under the mountain for a few years, and he was deeply impressed.

And he has also heard some rumors about the past of Yannanguan.

Song Yuanqiao walked up to Zhang Sanfeng and whispered a few words, and the latter showed a look of understanding.

The abbot of Xuanci on the other side stared at Murong Bo, and even completely ignored Chu Yang's existence, the biggest regret in his life was the Yanmen Pass tragedy that year.

When Murong Bo faked his death, he blamed all the blame on himself, but now that Murong Bo is standing in front of him alive, it is enough to prove that what happened back then was completely a conspiracy!

"Your Excellency, is it really the old benefactor of Murong Bo?"

Abbot Xuanci took a deep breath.

Murong Bo ignored Abbot Xuanci and looked at Chu Yang with a frown, thinking to himself how did this kid see through my identity?

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?!"

As the saying goes, King Kong is angry, the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, and the abbot of Xuanci has been chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha for many years, and he also has three points of anger.

has been hiding and hiding all his life, but now that his identity has been exposed, Murong Bo is too lazy to continue pretending, and directly rips off the face towel on his face, revealing his true face.

Murong Fu looked at the other party's appearance, his body shook, and he shouted excitedly: "Dad! It's really you! ”

Murong Bo laughed and hugged Murong Fu.

"Tut, it's really a father's kindness and filial piety, anyway, where did the other father and son go?"

Chu Yang looked around with interest, the battle between the two fathers and sons was much more interesting than the martial arts conference, and there was a feeling of watching a holographic TV series.

"I was already suspicious about the incident at Yanmen Pass back then, but Mr. Murong died without proof, and I had no other way, now that Mr. is alive and well, we don't even seem to have the need to confront each other, right?"

Abbot Xuanci clenched the Zen staff in his hand hard.

"That's right! Back then, I deliberately led you to ambush the Liao family with a good hand in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Why?"

"Haha, if you Song Liao continue to be friendly, when will my Great Yan Kingdom take the opportunity to rise and restore the country?"

Murong Bo's eyes were scarlet, and his tone and demeanor gradually went crazy.

Recovering Dayan is his obsession and his inner demon.

Abbot Xuanci was about to ask again, but the crowd erupted in exclamation at this time, and a seven-foot man slowly walked out.

"It's Qiao Feng!!"

Murong Bo's expression froze.

The Lord has arrived.

Murong Fu licked his lips, a little nervous, and subconsciously pulled out his sword.

The enemies who didn't share the sky were in front of him, but Xiao Feng didn't look at them, but walked straight to Chu Yang, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed to the end.

"Xiao heard that Mr. Chu was here, and he was afraid that Mr. would be attacked by a small crowd, so he came to help, but he didn't expect to receive a favor from Mr. again, which is really beyond retribution."

The crowd was shocked.

Screams came and went.

Qiao Feng, the former leader of the beggar gang, is actually the thug of the devil?

Chu Yang thought that Xiao Feng would come back to join in the fun, but he didn't expect that the other party was to help him.

"How is Miss Azhu doing?"

"Mr. Tuochu's blessing, Azhu is very good, in a few days, she will go to Saiwai with me."

"This FLAG is still not standing, it is unlucky."

Xiao Feng: "??? ”

Abbot Xuanci, who was confronting Murong Bo, saw Xiao Feng with a guilty expression on his face, and lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name.

"Khitan lackeys and demons, they are really complicit!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, compared to these two, my Xianbei clan shouldn't be a threat, right?"

"If you don't get rid of them today, if you don't say anything else, how many sects can get out of Shaomu Mountain?"

Murong Bo was still inciting all those who were hostile to Chu Yang and Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng's idea of helping Chu Yang was good, but he didn't realize that he was also a hate group.

Just by standing together, the two of them almost offended all the sects in the rivers and lakes of the Three Kingdoms.

There were more and more calls in response, and Murong Bo showed a satisfied smile, walked to the abbot of Xuanci and whispered, "Please also ask the abbot to focus on the overall situation." ”

Abbot Xuanci's eyes were complicated and silent.

Xiao Feng stood in front of Chu Yang, his whole body was full of energy, and he was ready for a death match.

The two sides are tense and on the verge of breaking out.

"Big brother!"

A young man in a robe who looked like a noble boy struggled to squeeze through the crowd and stumbled to Xiao Feng's side.

Xiao Feng shouted in surprise: "Second brother?!" ”

Duan Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Big brother, don't panic, the little brother is also here to help the big brother!" ”

The two exchanged a few words, and a few more people walked out of the crowd.

The person at the front is the king of Dali Town, Duan Zhengchun, and the rest are his retainers.

Xiao Feng and Duan Zhengchun glanced at each other, with a little embarrassment on their faces.

Duan Zhengchun already knew that Ah Zhu was his daughter, and Xiao Feng would most likely become his son-in-law.

Because of Ah Zhu, Xiao Feng didn't want Duan Yu and Duan Zhengchun to be implicated by himself, so he persuaded: "Today's matter, the second brother still don't want to participate, go back with Duan Wangye." ”

Duan Yu was anxious.

Duan Zhengchun stretched out his hand to hold Duan Yu, shook his head with a calm face, the current situation was indeed not something that their Duan family could participate in.

In such a tense situation, Chu Yang yawned, walked lazily to Xiao Feng's side, patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Don't get involved, go with them." ”

Xiao Feng was stunned.

He had just said this to Duan Yu.

"Don't embarrass Duan Wangye, Ah Zhu is his daughter after all, it is unlikely that he will really watch from the wall, in case something happens, it will be Ah Zhu who is sad."

"And ......"

"I don't like to say it, even if everyone standing here now is my enemy, as far as I am concerned, I am just a chicken and a dog, and I am vulnerable."

The powerful self-confidence instantly infected Xiao Feng, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists and took a few steps back, not leaving directly, but standing beside the carriage, like a guard.

This is the biggest concession Xiao Feng can make, he can not interfere, but he must do something to repay the favor.

It was the best choice to help Chu Yang take care of Huang Rong and Li Mochou in the carriage.

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Wait until I kill you all one by one? ”

Chu Yang sneered and beckoned to Murong Bo and his son, paused, and made the same movement in all directions.

The uproar was deafening.

Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang had solemn faces, and they felt the killing intent on Chu Yang's body.

Murong Bo's eyes flashed with excitement, if he led the group to kill Chu Yang and Xiao Feng today, the prestige of his father and son would reach an admirable level.

With this prestige, Dayan is expected to return to the country!

"Everyone, kill me!"

Murong Bo looked up to the sky and roared, turning into a gray shadow and attacking Chu Yang, he decided to fight to the death and leave the results to Murong Fu to inherit!

Crowds.

Those who knew that they were going to die followed closely behind, following Murong Bo to kill Chu Yang, and their respective disciples also rushed forward with red eyes.

Murong Bo's fingers were abolished by Chu Yang, and he had no choice but to use Wei Tuo's palm to fight the enemy, Chu Yang did not dodge or dodge, and let him slap his palms on his body.

Knock knock.

A dull voice sounded, and Murong Bo felt that his palms seemed to be slapping on the bronze artifact, extremely hard, and the force of the shock made his finger bones and arms ache as if they were broken.

"I thought I could see interesting pictures, but I didn't expect you to be so boring in the end."

Murong Bo raised his head, just in time for the cold eyes of his opponent Chu Yang, and his heart jumped suddenly.

He turned to leave, but there was a terrifying suction behind him.

Chu Yang pinched his neck.

The shadow of death surged into his heart, and Murong Bo could no longer calm down, shouting for help, his hands grabbing into the air indiscriminately.

"Don't! Other! ”

Click.

Murong Bo's body froze suddenly, and then his arm fell down softly.

When Murong Fu saw this, his eyes were about to split, "Dad!! ”

But in the blink of an eye, Murong Bo, who had just been invincible, was now a dead man, and he scared the footsteps of those leaders.

"Stop now, you're still going to die."

Chu Yang smiled very kindly, like a big brother next door.

With a single sentence, their briefly recovered sanity was repressed, and their eyes were bloodshot, with the smell of outlaws.

They went on and on.

More and more people are dying.

Chu Yang's feet were piled with corpses.

"If you like to call me the devil so much, you have to do something worthy of this title."

Chu Yang said truthfully while killing people.

In the end, no one dared to step forward anymore, in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the corpses were scattered across the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

I don't know whose blade fell to the ground.

There was a bang, and everyone was awakened.

The rest of the sect heads, the disciples of the sect, they dropped their blades one after another, trembling and prostrate to the ground, and kept kneeling towards Chu Yang.

Chu Yang looked at them indifferently, "Don't you want to get rid of the Demon Guard?" ”

They didn't dare to answer, they kowtowed vigorously, and some of them didn't dare to stop when their heads were covered with blood.

Zhang Sanfeng closed his eyes in pain, he tried his best to avoid this scene, but it backfired.

Feng Qingyang sighed and turned to leave.

Yue Buqun followed behind him in shock.

Almost, just a little, the Huashan faction is just like this group of people......

Ling Hu Chong hugged the little junior sister who had fainted, and walked slowly, a little distracted.

His mind kept replaying the scene of Chu Yang's murder, and he originally wanted to stop it, but he was held by Feng Qingyang and couldn't move.

Even if you rush up, you'll be dead, right?

What is the use of sword training?

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, his expression sometimes hideous, sometimes painful.

Chu Yang stepped on the pool of blood and returned to the carriage, looking at Li Mochou and the little dragon girl who was sleeping in her arms.

"From today onwards, you and this rivers and lakes, grievances and grievances, written off."

Li Mochou had already burst into tears and nodded vigorously.

In front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, blood flowed like a river.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, Abbot Xuanci's face was like ashes, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After this battle, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will always be bound to Chuyang.

Zhang Sanfeng looked sad and silently recited the Taoist Sutra of Death.

"You cannot live if you have done your own iniquity."

Feng Qingyang listened to the scriptures and said indifferently.

Chu Yang came from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and his azure robe was not stained with a single bloodstain.

He walked up to Abbot Xuanci and looked at the other party indifferently, "Although Shaolin didn't make a move, as the host, you are also responsible." ”

Abbot Xuanci smiled miserably: "As the head of the house, can I die alone?" ”

Chu Yang shook his head and pointed to Xiao Feng next to the carriage, "Your life is his." ”

Xiao Feng walked in front of the abbot of Xuanci, his cold eyes were full of murderous aura, as the mastermind behind the scenes, Murong Bo had been killed by Chu Yang, and if he wanted to take revenge, he could only find the abbot of Xuanci, who had a high status in the martial arts in front of him.

"Amitabha, all the mistakes are the fault of Lao Qu alone, and I hope that Lord Xiao can let go of the other monks of Shaolin Temple, don't forget that your master Xuanku is also a disciple of Shaolin......"

Thinking of his former mentor, the murderous aura on Xiao Feng's body suddenly weakened.

"Death to the old thief!"

Xiao Feng was still hesitating, and a black figure fell from the sky and landed in front of Abbot Xuanci, directly shattering his heart with palm power.

Abbot Xuanci vomited blood from his mouth, clutched his chest and fell to the ground, a string of prayer beads fell from his body, and he fell to pieces.

The man in black glanced at Xiao Feng and fled the scene with light skills.

Xiao Feng recovered from the shock, hurriedly caught up with the man in black, and disappeared together.

"With Xiao Feng's character, it is very likely that he will not kill you, Xiao Yuanshan just knows this, so he will suddenly appear."

Chu Yang squatted down, picked up a rosary, and put it in the palm of Abbot Xuanci's hand.

Hearing the name "Xiao Yuanshan", Abbot Xuanci's eyes suddenly burst out with an inexplicable light, and he was short of breath, "I see, so it is, evil has evil retribution......"

The moment the abbot of Xuanci fell, many monks rushed out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, some shouted the abbot, some shouted the senior brother, and some called the master and uncle.

Chu Yang took a few steps back to the side, gave up his place to the group of monks, and stepped forward when they were crying and shouting.

He's going to the Scripture Pavilion.

"Master Chu, the old man deserves it, can you please spare the other monks of Shaolin Temple?"

Abbot Xuanci seemed to return to the light, and his voice became very loud.

Chu Yang nodded and continued to move forward.

"Xiao Chu, you wait for me!"

Huang Rong saw that Chu Yang was going in, so she hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, walked a few steps and seemed a little uneasy, turned her head and smiled sweetly at Zhang Sanfeng: "Grandpa Daoist, please help take care of Mo Chou and Long'er, Xiao Chu and I will go back when we go." ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Girl, who else dares to provoke Chu Daoyou on this Shaolin Mountain?" ”

Huang Rong looked left and right, and the people around her were all frightened, and no one even dared to look at her.

A group of frightened people, there really is nothing to worry about.

When Huang Rong passed through the Daxiong Treasure Hall, she walked through several corridors one after another, passed by several halls, and stopped in a quaint attic.

Directly in front of her, Chu Yang was talking to an old monk sweeping the floor.

The old monk's eyebrows and beard were snow-white, and he looked very old, and his hands holding a broom were wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree.

But those bright eyes made Huang Rong extremely impressed.

"The donor is very murderous, just go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and watch some Buddhist scriptures to eliminate the murderous spirit."

The sweeper folded his hands.

"Why didn't you stop me just now? If you add Zhang Sanfeng, plus the wind is clear, maybe you can take me down? ”

Chu Yang looked at him with a smile.

"There is no such possibility!"

The sweeper shook his head.

"Oh, why?"

Chu Yang was suddenly a little curious.

"The old man is stupid, he has been enlightened in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for decades, and he has almost eaten all the martial arts of Buddhism, so he can comprehend a little bit of cultivation, which cannot be compared with Mr. Chu."

The sweeping monk paused slightly, and sighed: "It's not as good as that Zhang Daoyou in Wudang Mountain." ”

Chu Yang laughed, "I thought you wanted to cross me too, just like you did to Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo." ”

The sweeping monk was shocked.

"Since you don't stop me, then I'll go in." After that, Chu Yang turned around and beckoned to Huang Rong and motioned for her to go in with him.

Huang Rong suddenly smiled, like a little squirrel, bouncing behind Chu Yang.

"Mr. Chu is already a fairy-like figure, why is he still obsessed with mortal martial arts?"

The sweeping monk was very confused, he couldn't guess what Chu Yang was thinking.

"Because it's fun."

Chu Yang gave a reason that made him even more confused, and under the blank gaze of the sweeping monk, he walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

A month and a half later.

The carriage returned to the familiar small town of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Pushing open the gate and looking at the courtyard sprinkled with sunshine, Chu Yang had a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world.

Originally, I just wanted to do this "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", but I accidentally became a world-famous demon.

Putting down the luggage, Chu Yang, Li Mochou, Huang Rong, and the three of them began to clean the room that had been vacant, and this was where Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu lived in the future.

It wasn't a lot of effort to clean, just a little dusty, and there were traces of someone cleaning the yard outside.

As long as there are children in the neighborhood who go to school in Chu Yang's private school, everyone will spontaneously help Chu Yang do some small things, such as cleaning, and Chu Yang never locks the door.

Even if it is a thief, he will not come to Chu Yang's house to steal things.

First, there is really nothing to steal at home, and secondly, Chu Yang is a well-known good man in ten miles and eight townships, with a good reputation, and he is still a teacher.

After tidying up everything, it was getting late, it was too late to cook, and everyone was so tired that they didn't want to move, so Chu Yang took them to the restaurant they frequented.

Huang Rong was very happy, that was the place where she and Chu Yang met for the first time, and it had a special meaning.

The scar on Li Mochou's face is almost good, and there are still a little faint traces, walking on the road, facing the sight of passers-by, she can already face it calmly.

The little dragon girl, hiding in Li Mochou's arms, secretly looked at the world.

In the lobby of the restaurant, the storyteller was sweating profusely, and Chu Yang and the others came closer to listen, with a strange expression on their faces.

"As you know, there has been a big devil with the number one in the rivers and lakes recently, and no one knows his real name, only calling him 'Mr. Chu'!"

"If you want to talk about this Mr. Chu, it's amazing! Even the hundred-year-old Zhang Lao Immortal on Wudang Mountain is a defeated general under him! ”

"Not long ago, it was ...... in Mt. Shomuro"

The shocking wood in Mr. Storyteller's hand did not fall for a long time, and he said a long paragraph in one breath, and the diners listened attentively, and the chopsticks in their hands did not fall either.

Until......

Xiao Er, who came out of the back kitchen, saw Chu Yang and his party, and shouted with a smile.

"Yo, you're back!"

"Mr. Chu!"

Mr. Storyteller's voice stopped abruptly!

The shocking wood in his hand fell heavily to the ground!

Diners turned back in horror!

Chu Yang smiled.

"Hmm."

"I'm back."

(End of chapter)