Master Jing'an Wucouch is meditating in the abbot's room, today is June 15, the fifteenth day of the new year has always been the time when the pilgrims are the most, and it is also the time when the young people are most likely to take advantage of the chaos, the noise is one thing, and the defense is another, even if the old monk's heart is as calm as water, he can't completely cut off his worries.

The monk recites the Buddha, the monk is also a mortal after all, which of the seven emotions and six desires can be broken if you want to?

When the old monk was about to enter the timer, he suddenly heard a monk report outside the door: "Amitabha, abbot, Lu Jiazi has come to worship the mountain." ”

Master Jing'an Wutao slowly opened his eyes, and his slightly cloudy eyes suddenly released two rays of fine light, which then dissipated, and returned to their original appearance, and finally sighed: "Twenty years, the time to come is still here after all...... It's supposed to be Xiaobei Moluchuan this time, right?"

"It's Lu Chuan. ”

"Let's ...... The first Arhat Hall, the first Dharma Hall, and the eighteen Arhat monks of the Hongzi generation went out with me to meet him. ”

“...... He is the only one who comes, and it is enough to send the eighteen Arhat monks of the Hongzi generation out, so you don't have to come forward in person. ”

"No, my master has no way to follow the old swordsman of the road is the same generation, counting the Hongzi generation is a generation behind him, the master can't deceive the guest. What's more, the relationship between the Lu family and our temple is not clear to the old man. ”

"Yes, the disciple must follow the decree of the law. ”

But said Lu Chuan, he stood outside the mountain gate with his hands, not caring about the pedestrians around him, and after a while, he shouted "Lu Jiazi Lu Chuan came to worship the mountain!"

There are hundreds of people surrounded by the mountain gate, including good men and women who go up the mountain to enter the incense, there are knights who come to the rivers and lakes, and there are young people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

It's just that most people don't know Lu Chuan, not to mention that Lu Chuan didn't bring the Zixiao Silver Moon Sword with him this time, even if someone suspects it, it won't be right. However, everyone still admires the courage of this young man, worship the mountain, that is to write a good post, respectfully stand at the door and wait for someone to summon him, what does it look like to block the door and shout like this?

But where is this? This is the Shaolin Temple on Shaomu Mountain! It is the ancestral court of the Shaolin Sect, the head of the five authentic sects, and it is the holy land of those who practice martial arts! If you dare to make trouble here, I am afraid that it is not the old birthday star who hangs himself for a long time.

So everyone discussed: "Who is this?"

"Didn't you listen to him, Lu Chuan. ”

"Who is Lu Chuan?"

"Hey, have you never been out of the house or what? I don't even know Lu Chuan, it's the newly born swordsman in the northwest last year, Xiaobei Demon Lu Chuan, staring at people and slaughtering people, so evil that alas. ”

"I haven't seen him, but I've heard that he has a sword that is unique in the world, and he never leaves his body, and you see this man, he doesn't have any blades ......with him."

"You don't understand this, after the martial arts are high to a certain level, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, when Lu Chuan was born, the sword picked up the sky, and killed the swordsman with a sword, which is already so powerful. This year, he went out of the sect and threw himself into the door of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which must have taken a step forward. Now, where can he still use a sword? ”

"You are a layman when you say this, you see what age this person is, it is estimated that he is only about twenty years old, how much skill can he have when he starts practicing martial arts in his mother's womb?

Speaking of this, someone on the side snorted and laughed, and when everyone looked back, it was a small person, with a black face and a small hat, black eyes and black hair, plus a black tights. But don't look small, not young, not sixty estimates not much worse, a dog mustache seven upwards and eight down, half of them are white; don't look at the black, dry and energetic, temples are up, a pair of small eyes are bright, at first glance it is an expert in practicing martial arts.

I don't want to just speak, but this big man is a little stupid, you just look at it, he is good, happy, "I said old man, did you jump out of the coal pit? Why is it so dark?"

The old man didn't see any movement, but he didn't touch the hand that was about to touch his beard, but he saw the old man smile and said: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, the old man jumped out of the coal pit, you must have jumped out of the donkey's ass if you didn't run, right?"

"Old thing, you dare to scold!" Da Han was angry, and he raised his palm to slap the old man.

The old man didn't dodge or dodge, and reached out to touch his beard, but at the moment when the old man raised his hand, there was a "snap", and the big man was hit on his face inexplicably. What do you say about how strong this person is, a man who is nine feet tall and has three or four hundred pounds is slapped in the face.

The big man raised his head and looked left and right, "Who is it? Who beat me? Hurry up and give Lao Tzu out! If you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will curse, and there will be more ...... of father and mother."

As soon as the words were said here, there was another "snap", this slap was much heavier than the slap just now, and when the big man raised his head again, his face was swollen, and there was still blood hanging on the side of his mouth.

I only heard the old man say slowly: "Remember what you eat or not, and dare to scold." ”

"Old ...... Did you do it?"

The big man still can't believe that the little old man hit him, because the little old man was standing in front of him, and he could see it clearly, so the old man touched his beard and didn't make any other movements. And with the old man's weight, about 80 pounds on the scale, even with a pedal, it is impossible to move him, let alone slap him.

The old man smiled with his hands behind his back: "It's not me, I don't know who did it." Maybe it's Lu Chuan, I heard you say ridiculously and used the shadowless palm to slap you, but you still dare to scold, he then slapped again, you believe it, he is looking this way. ”

Dahan turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Lu Chuan looking at this side with an incredible look, which frightened Dahan suddenly, and when he turned around again, the old man was nowhere to be seen, and asked the people next to him, no one saw when the old man left.

"Oops, it's a strange thing, why did I see a ghost in the daytime, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, I guess I made a rush, let's go back......"

"Look, look, the people from Shaolin Temple have come out. ”

Everyone's eyes were collected from everywhere to the inside of the mountain gate, and Lu Chuan was no exception.

"Lu Jiazi Lu Chuan has come to worship the mountain!" This sound lasted for a long time, shaking the brains of everyone around, and then looking at Lu Chuan's cheeks, it was obvious that he was really angry.

At this time, a sudden phlegm cough interrupted Lu Chuan's whistle, and the old monk recited the Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, Lord Lu has been waiting for a long time." ”

Lu Chuan smiled slightly, and hugged his fist at the monks in front of him, "The master is a senior, and it doesn't matter if the junior is a junior, etc." ”

"Is the donor going to enter the temple? or is he not going to enter the temple?"

"Does the master want me to enter the temple, or does he not want me to enter the temple?"

"It stands to reason that the benefactor is in his youth, and the old man should not stay. But the donor's killing is too heavy, if the old man doesn't leave the donor, I don't know how many people will die under the donor's sword. ”

"As the saying goes, if you don't sin three points when you see a snake, it's not right to kill the wicked?"

"The old man asked the benefactor, what is good and what is evil?"

"The axiom of martial arts, killing corrupt officials, local tyrants and inferior gentry, saving the husband and martyr, filial sons and grandsons for good, adultery and adultery, and betraying the morality of the rivers and lakes for evil. ”

"Isn't it evil that all living beings are born with the principle of life, and they make decisions arbitrarily and harm in vain? There has never been a clear distinction between evil and good, and when the donor says that others are evil, why don't others say that the donor is evil? Last year, the donor killed more than 100 people from outside the gate to Wudang Mountain, to say the least, more than 100 people, right? The donor dares to say that none of the 100 or so people were killed in vain?

Lu Chuan laughed when he heard this, "More than a hundred or ten people?"

"Did you talk too much?"

"No, no, no, it's too little, I killed five hundred Tatars in Liangzhou Wolf Cave Ditch alone, and so far there are not a thousand people who have died under my hands, and the number of a hundred and ten is only a fraction. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present did not change color, and the monks of Shaolin Temple closed their eyes and bowed their heads, and for a while, "Amitabha Buddha" almost resounded throughout the entire Shaolin Mountain.

Master Jing'an Wucouch even silently recited the Great Compassion Mantra before raising his head, looking at Lu Chuan and saying slowly: "The donor's killing is too heavy, Lao Wei must leave the donor behind today." ”

Lu Chuan didn't seem to care, and said with a slight smile: "It must be? So the master is going to bully more and less?"

As soon as these words came out, without waiting for the people of Shaolin Temple to speak, the spectators present first boiled, and they were all discussing what the battle in front of them should be.

Master Jing'an Wucouch frowned, and said loudly by reciting the Buddha's name: "The monks of our temple never take more as a victory, and they are like this to Lingzun Lingzu, and you will not be an exception. The two of us are still learning from the predecessors, the old man stands still, the young man can kill the old man and the young man to stay for himself, if you can't kill the old man, please ask the young man to live in my temple for a hundred years. ”

As soon as the old monk's voice fell, everyone present was boiling again, there were people who didn't know, they felt that this was too unfair to the Shaolin Temple, and if they stood still, wouldn't they be certain to die?

However, in Lu Chuan's heart, it was another calculation, it was true that the Lu family lost the previous two battles, but the Shaolin Temple did not win, and the master was killed by Lu Youli in the palm of his hand, and the master of the clumsy hermitage was also seriously injured by Lu Xiuyuan, and died in less than a year. This kind of competition will hurt both sides, and in addition to making the grievances deeper and deeper, it will not solve the problem at all. And now he can't hold a sword, he can't kill anyone, and his skill is not necessarily above Lu Xiuyuan's back then, I'm afraid there is only one kind of test result, that is, he will be trapped in Shaolin for life. When no one rescues him, this life will be over, even if someone rescues him, it will be another dispute with Shaolin Temple, and it will be impossible to resolve the enmity with Shaolin.

However, Lu Chuan had already planned about this, and heard him say: "Master, the younger generation can't figure it out, why every time our Lu family competes with Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple sets the rules?"

Master Jing'an Wutao frowned again, "Does Shaoxia think this is unfair?"

"It's not fair! If I don't make the rules this time, I'll die headfirst on this mountain gate. And the one who forced me to death Lu Chuan is you, the master, when the time comes, spread it out, see where your Shaolin abbot's face goes, and see where the face of Shaolin authenticity goes!"

"Amitabha, what do you want, donor?"

"I want to discuss Zen with the master, I have three questions, please answer the master, the master must be able to answer them all, Lu Chuan is willing to live in the Shaolin Temple for a hundred years! If the master can only answer two questions, even if it is a tie, and then the master will set the rules, let's try again. The ugly words are ahead, in case the master can only answer one question, Lu Chuan can still stay in Shaolin, but the master wants to return to me what our Lu family left in the Shaolin Temple. In the end, Master Xing was merciful, he couldn't bear it, and he didn't answer the question and let Lu Chuan win, and the junior was about to take the things and leave. ”

After speaking, Lu Chuan stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for the master to respond, but at this moment it was terrifyingly quiet, the master did not speak, everyone present did not speak, and the silence in front of the entire mountain gate was terrifying.

Yes, the three major rivers and lakes don't know what to do, discuss Zen with Buddhism, play with a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and light up the fire temple. What could be better?

“...... Lord Lu, are you sure you're talking about Zen and not anything else?"

"Of course, isn't it just about Zen to talk about Buddhism?

"Fair, so fair. Lord Lu, please ask. ”

Lu Chuan didn't speak immediately, but took off his clothes and sat down first, with his heart facing the sky, sitting on the ground, and sitting in front of Master Jing'an Wutai.

Seeing this, the master also sat down, and all the monks and spectators retreated to both sides.

Looking at Lu Chuan again, he had already gathered all his expressions, stared at the master and said: "The Buddha, one of the Yidi Fa'er, has flowed into China since the Later Han Dynasty, and it has never been seen in ancient times. In the past, the Yellow Emperor reigned for 100 years, Shaohao reigned for 80 years, Zhuan Xuan reigned for 79 years, Emperor Yu reigned for 70 years, Yao reigned for 98 years, Tang Sun Taiwu reigned for 75 years, and Wu Ding reigned for 59 years. At this time, the world was peaceful and the people were happy, but there was no Buddha in China. Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty began to have Buddhism, Emperor Ming reigned for 18 years, and then died one after another, and the fortune was not long. Song, Qi, Liang, Chen, Yuan and Wei followed, and the Buddha gradually became cautious, and the era was especially urgent. However, Emperor Wu of Liang reigned for 48 years, before and after three sacrifices to serve the Buddha, the sacrifice of the temple, no animal prison, a meal every day, as for the vegetables and fruits, then they were forced by Hou Jing, starved to death in Taicheng, and the country was also destroyed. From this point of view, what is the benefit of the Buddha in the country? This question is also asked.

The Buddha is a barbarian, does not understand the Chinese language, the clothes are different, the mouth does not speak the law of the first king, the body does not obey the law of the first king, does not know the righteousness of the monarch and the minister, and the love of father and son. However, the people are stupid, and it is difficult to know the calamity, and when they see that the adults are respectful and faithful, they do not pity their lives, and burn their hands and fingers, in groups of hundreds and tens; undress and scatter their wealth, and go from morning to twilight; they turn to imitate, but they are afraid of the future; and the old and young rush around and abandon their karma. If it is not forbidden, there will be those who will have their arms cut off and think that they will be offerings. Bad morals and bad customs, laughing in all directions. From this point of view, what is the benefit of the Buddha to the people?

The people of the three generations of the ancients ploughed the fields and then ate their millet, and the silkworms reeled and then clothed their silk. If you want to enjoy its benefits, you will be diligent in its efforts, and if you want to get its rewards, you will be generous, if you want to seek the relationship between father and son, you will devote yourself to the way of filial piety, and if you want to seek the harmony of brothers, you will devote yourself to the festival of longevity. The peace of husband and wife, the trust of friends, and the art of doing so. Therefore, the people rule their own lives, and do not hope for the blessings of luck, but do what is credible. Where it is the way to maintain health and seek blessings, so its essence is also. When he dies unfortunately, his relatives and children mourn for it, and the system of Fula when he is old, so he can repay the kindness of his ancestors and can sympathize with his filial son, and there is a law. The people have been worried for three years, and they have a lifelong love, and if their fathers and ancestors live in front of them and enjoy their retribution. Not so in the Hereafter. The people are lazy in self-cultivation, and the way to maintain health and seek blessings is all attributed to the ghosts and gods and the loneliness, and they do not know the rites of the funeral of the ancestors. And the meaning of chasing his ancestors is all in the illusory theory of the Buddha. It is the religion of the four Yi that is handed over to China and is presumptuous. Its dignity and prosperity are intended for the king, and its disciples are all over the world, and its palaces, clothes, and food are often extravagant to the people of the world. However, the people of the world are not satisfied with the way of the Buddha, but are pleased with the art of health preservation and death. Now can make it so pleasing to the truth, and go to the name of its please, then the world is not sick, and the death is courteous, all the country's rewards and punishments are dethroned, each in its own place, rich and poor, all out of its own people's right, force the field and overtake, thinking of the law and not guilty, standing and famous, virtue and success. People all over the world know the reason why they are blessed, so they are not confused by ghosts and gods, and filial sons and grandchildren have a return to their hearts, and nothing to do with the Buddha. From this point of view, what is the benefit of the Buddha in the world? These three questions are also asked. ”

As soon as the three questions came out, everyone present changed color, and some monks in the temple were furious, and stepped up and said: "How many Buddhist scriptures have you read and dare to question the Dharma? My Buddha is merciful and saves all people in the sea of suffering, how can Ercao Rentu know!"

Lu Chuan said with a smile: "Saving all the people from the sea of suffering? In the 16th year of Hongzhi, floods and droughts occurred one after another in the north and south of Zhili, Zhejiang, Shandong, Henan, and Huguang, and the summer wheat withered, the autumn fields were not planted, and the common people had vegetables on their faces, and they looked around with great eyes, which made people feel chilling; Qingzhou, Linqing, and Anping were full of thieves, and those who robbed people and wealth were everywhere; and the Huaiyang Prefectures either dug up and ate the dead, or sold their relatives cheaply, moved and looted, and each escaped for his life. Until the 18th year of Hongzhi, there were more than 235,000 households in Jingxiang at the junction of Henan, Huguang, and Shaanxi, totaling more than 739,000 people! Excuse me, how many did the Buddha save?

In the seventeenth year of Chenghua, Suzhou does not rain in spring and summer, the ground cracks the river and dries up, the grass withers and roots, there is a hurricane in July, from August to winter, it rains heavily, Taihu Lake overflows, the flat water is deep and more than enough, the people are in the house, and the crops are gone. By the following year, the fields were all filthy, there was a great hunger, rice was worth 100 dollars, and people were cannibalistic. The county officials gave porridge in the temple treasury and ate it when they listened to it, but the officials embezzled it, and the people got little, and the dead were the same. It was the year when the river overflowed, and the grain river broke 86 places between Qingping and Tianjin. Excuse me, how many did the Buddha save?

In the eighth year of Chenghua, there was a large flood on the southeast coast, and the rivers and seas overflowed. The floods in Suzhou, Songjiang, and Yangzhou, the overflow of Haiyi in Zhejiang, and the floods in Hangzhou, Shaoxing, Jiaxing, Huzhou, and Ningbo flooded Tianhe, destroyed countless livestock and livestock in the homes of officials and civilians, and drowned more than 28,460 people. What about the Buddha?

In June of the first year of Xuande, the river rose sharply, and half of the residents along the river in Xiangyang, Gucheng, Junzhou, and Yunxian were flooded. There are seventy-three people in our Lu family, and in the end, there are only two left. My grandfather had just been born that year, and my siblings almost starved to death by peeling tree bark, chewing grass roots, and eating dead bodies on the roadside. Later, he was adopted by a wealthy family in Jinling, abused into a disability, and forced to live in the rivers and lakes, without a master, I don't know how many white eyes I saw before I practiced that body of kung fu? How much hardship did I endure to develop that jealous and hateful temperament? Why didn't you living Buddhas who had no worries about food and clothing go to save him at that time, but only after he had killed all the wicked people for you, did you besiege him and trap him in the Shaolin Temple in the name of killing too many evils? Is this the mercy in your mouths?

Lu Chuan was moved by his true feelings, and he said it so loudly that everyone was speechless, and those with soft faces couldn't help but shed a few tears.

"But...... But ......"

The monk still wanted to say something, but unfortunately he was short of words, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Lu Shaoxia, you can't answer your three questions, and Lao Qu admits defeat. ”

"Abbot ......"

Master Shizunan shook his head and said nothing.

When Lu Chuan heard this, he immediately turned his anger into joy, got up and bowed and said, "Master Xie is complete." ”

"Young man, please come with me. ”

As he spoke, the master got up and turned to walk towards the temple.

After the mountain gate is the Yong Road, the stone tablet is like a forest under the shade of the pine and cypress on both sides of the Yong Road, after the stele forest is the Tianwang Palace, the Tianwang Palace is the Daxiong Treasure Hall behind the Tianwang Palace, and then behind it is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The master stopped, "Young man wait." After speaking, he entered the Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Chuan had nothing to do and glanced around, only to see the green tile and vermilion wall, the eaves and high pavilions, if there were no monks and Buddha statues, it was also a good place to go.

When he was losing his mind, he suddenly heard a loud shout behind him: "Bold fanatics, insult my Buddhism, take it!"

A staff with a thunderous sound struck from the back of Lu Chuan's head.

Originally, Lu Chuan was in a good mood at this time, regardless of whether Master Jing'an Wutao intended to fulfill it or not, after all, he had won, if nothing else, the feud with Shaolin should be over. Although it is still far from what Duan Hao said about having a good relationship, everything has to be done step by step.

But now that he heard such a voice, if he didn't turn his face, it wouldn't be Lu Chuan.

The staff arrived in the blink of an eye, smashed on the green bricks, smashed several pieces, and debris flew up.

Lu Chuan flashed to the side, he had already dodged, and when he turned around, he saw that the person who came was not someone else, it was the warrior monk Hong Ren who had spoken to him before. It's just that Fang Cai is talking about Zen is he and Master Jing'an Wucouch, I didn't look at this person carefully, but now I look, good guy, more than a foot tall, ape arms and bee waist, a pair of big leopard eyes are green, similar to the King Kong Arhat in the murals of Mogao Grottoes. If it were someone else, just looking at this figure would probably be scared out of most of his courage, but Lu Chuan is different, don't look at standing in front of others and barely reaching people's chests, but he is not only not afraid, but he is more courageous and angry. He was influenced by several brothers in Leng Longling, and he was the most hated foreigner in his life, otherwise he would not have killed captives in the wolf's cave ditch.

After just one glance, the Crane Gong was transported, his face was flushed, his hands were blue, and his breathing slowed down.

Hong Ren was like crazy, he missed with a cane, and smashed it with a cane. But don't look at others as crazy, but the wand method is not crazy, it is the authentic mad wand method.

This eight-foot Zen staff is as thick as an adult's arm, made of iron, not to mention a hundred catties, wielding one or two pounds, is the power of a thousand catties, if it is smashed, not to mention the bones and tendons are broken, they have to be smashed into meat mud.

Looking at Lu Chuan again, there are a total of more than 100 catties of people, and they don't even have a weapon to take advantage of, how can they fight with others?

Monk Hong Ren attacked more than a dozen moves in a row, but Lu Chuan didn't dare to parry one move, and dodged one after another, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

He was not shocked by Hong Ren, he had seen the crazy wand method, the eldest brother Yang Mu had used it when he was in the ring in the Zhu family's mountain; he had also seen it with great strength, Jiang Bin didn't look at people thin, and he was not as tall as Hong Ren, but in terms of strength, he was definitely not under Hong Ren. He was shocked by Yang Mu, when Yang Mu made the mad wand, he just felt that this rod method was very exquisite, but now it seems that Yang Mu's angel mad wand did not let go at all, which means that he kept his hand. How high was Yang Mu's true martial arts? Also, why did he keep his hand that day? Did he feel that he was completely sure that he would lead his brothers out with his whole body? Or was he hiding something?

Thinking about it like this, he was a little distracted, and he was most distracted when fighting with others, and he was almost hit by Hong Ren's staff in a trance.

Hong Ren also noticed the abnormality, it was really boring to fight like this, I saw him put away the cane, and with a "bang" he paused the Zen staff on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, why don't you fight back?"

Lu Chuan hurriedly gathered his mind and sneered slightly, "Let's fight back." ”

Saying that, the arrow stepped towards Hong Ren, Hong Ren raised his staff and smashed it, and when the staff was about to reach his body, Lu Chuan suddenly retreated, and his body rose up on his toes, and his toes pointed directly at Hong Ren's face.

This is the "Eight Steps to Catch Cicadas" of the Demon Mountain Sect that he stole from the Heavenly Palace.

The Demon Mountain Sect has long been destroyed, how can Hong Ren know it? Raising the cane to parry just followed Lu Chuan's wishes, only to see Lu Chuan's left leg slightly bent, lightly on the Zen staff, and his right foot kicked on Hong Ren's chest.

Hong Ren took a step back, and hurriedly pressed Lu Chuan's right leg with a Zen staff, but saw Lu Chuan's body leaning forward, his right leg floated back, and his left knee knelt in the place where Hong Ren intersected with his abdomen and chest.

At this moment, Lu Chuan flipped over from the top of Hong Ren's head, grabbed Hong Ren's collar with his backhand, kicked Hong Ren's Fu Slip acupoint, hit the tail Lu point with his elbow, bowed his waist, and fought with one arm, wanting to throw Hong Ren on his back.

Hong Ren suddenly stood unsteadily, and fell down after thinking about it. But just when his back was attached to Lu Chuan's back, the monk had an idea, and the dantian competed with each other, and used the kung fu of a thousand catties.

Lu Chuan only felt that there was a thousand catties of power on his back, and he secretly screamed in his heart, it was impossible to throw Hong Ren out, as long as he withdrew his strength, his waist had to be broken.

So, gritted his teeth and struggled to support, and Hong Renke on his back worked hard.

There was a lot of tea, neither of them moved, and then looked at Lu Chuan, the whole body was tense, and the beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down. Hong Ren was no better, the monk's robe was wet, and his face was red.

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the sky, Lu Chuan secretly shouted in his heart, this is Shaolin Temple, it is one acre and three points of land of people, don't think about it, someone must see that Hong Ren can't win, and plan to secretly poison him! Hehe, what a bald donkey! I didn't expect my Lu Chuan to die here!

However, the sound of the hidden weapon was fleeting, and Hong Ren groaned, and the strength on his back suddenly decreased by more than half.

Lu Chuan didn't have time to think about it, grabbed Hong Ren's collar with one hand, hooked his neck with the other, and used all his strength to push down, Hong Ren only felt that the world was spinning, and he fell to the ground with a "snap".

Lu Chuan's left hand was not loosened, his body turned, his left knee pressed Hong Ren's chest, his right knee pressed Hong Ren's neck, and his right hand pressed the top of Hong Ren's head.

"Amitabha!

Before the words fell, a slap struck him, Lu Chuan quickly withdrew his hand, and his toes were forceful, intending to flash to the side. Although I am unwilling, I am helpless, and it is not worth exchanging my life with a monk.

But he still forgot one thing, Hong Ren under him was not a dead man, just when he was about to dodge, Hong Ren hit a carp and bounced him up from his body.

At this time, the palm power just came, and a palm knot was slapped on Lu Chuan's back, Lu Chuan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and his body lost control for a while.

Hong Ren was overjoyed in his heart, and slapped it towards Lu Chuan with a palm. Lu Chuan's whole body strength dissipated at this time, if this palm is slapped, will his life be there?

At this moment, someone on the roof of the meditation room on the west side of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion screamed, and then the secret weapon hit Hong Ren and the Jing'an Wucouch who had just arrived like a flying locust.

Hong Renyun's skill to guard against the hidden weapon, his hand was a little slower, just this slow kung fu, only to feel the black shadow in front of him flicker, and then look at Lu Chuan, the person is gone.

"The thief is leaving!" Jing'an Wucouch snorted, flew up and chased to the east, just when the old monk's toes just touched the eaves, the person who came sneered, and hit more than a dozen hidden weapons with his backhand, and went straight to the chest of the old monk's face.

The old monk waved his sleeves and blocked it, and then it seemed that the person was gone.

At this time, Hong Ren also chased after him, looked at the place where Lu Chuan disappeared, and then looked at the Jing'an Wucouch that fell back to the ground, and said with a single palm: "Master, what should I do now?"

The old monk sighed, put the box in his hand back into his sleeve, and said, "In this way, I'm afraid there will be trouble again......